"The palace door is open!"
The imperial guards and palace servants who had been standing outside the palace gate for several days saw the palace gate wide open, and they retreated to both sides to welcome the immortals out.
Walking out of the gate of the hall, Konghou saw everyone standing outside the gate: "Everyone has worked hard recently."
Everyone did not expect that Fairy Konghou would take the initiative to speak to them, and shook their heads emotionally, "Fairy, you are too polite."
Remember today is a good day, they must record this event in the genealogy, which is enough for future generations to brag about for hundreds of years.
Kong Hou was dressed in a gorgeous Liuxian dress, and her hair was combed in a bun. She was leaving this world today, so she naturally came here in a beautiful way, and she also wanted to leave in a beautiful way. When passing by the Praetorian Guards, Konghou stopped and said to the Praetorian Guards commander, "Thank you sir and all the Praetorian Guard brothers for helping me drive away insects, mosquitoes and ants."
"Fairy has done a lot for the people of the world, but what the little ones can do for the fairy is very little." It is my honor to serve the fairy."
Konghou's eyes swept across them: "I see three of you with dark illnesses, but have they been injured in the past?"
The commander of the Imperial Guard was secretly shocked that the brothers who could serve Fairy Konghou this time had all experienced strong winds and heavy rains. His Majesty has been on the throne for ten years, and he has encountered several assassinations. Some people in the Praetorian Guard are killed or injured. It is a common occurrence. I didn't expect Fairy Konghou to see it at a glance.
Kong Hou waved his cuffs and brought three auras, unclogged the meridians blocked by the three imperial guards, and said with a smile, "I've been in the mortal world for some time, and it's time to go back today."
"Fairy..." The commander of the Imperial Guards did not expect Konghou to suddenly ask to leave. He was dumbfounded for a long time, not knowing whether he should speak out to hold back or respect the opinion of the immortal and send her away respectfully. He secretly glanced at the two immortals behind Fairy Konghou, one of them looked like a cold sword unsheathed, making people dare not look at it. One is like a tiger in the mountains, making people dare not have the slightest disrespect.
"Please stay." Emperor Jinghong strode in, followed by the queen, the crown prince, and the six ministers. After the fall of the Ji family, although Konghou had been a puppet princess for nearly four years, he did not communicate much with Emperor Jinghong.
She and the emperor may be called familiar strangers.
"Thank you, Fairy, for not disregarding previous suspicions and saving the people of the world." Emperor Jinghong adjusted his robes, bowed deeply at Konghou, then lifted his robes and knelt down at Konghou. He still remembered that after he conquered the world, he once made Konghou kneel like this. At that time, he felt that Ji's family was guilty of serious crimes, and they should not only kneel to him, but also the people of the world.
But now Konghou has saved thousands of people all over the world, even if he is the honor of the emperor, he can kneel on his knees.
"Your Majesty doesn't need to do this." Konghou raised his hand to make Emperor Jinghong stand up, without letting his knees touch the ground: "I save the people of the world, because our Lao Ji family owes the people, and I can't help but watch the people. I am in pain. After I leave this world, Your Majesty should not treat the rest of the Ji family favorably because of me. The people of the Jiangshan community are the most important, and I hope that Your Majesty and the Crown Prince should not forget the original intention when you overthrew the Ji Family Dynasty. "
Jinghong bowed again: "I wrote it down."
"Now I'm in the mortal world, and I can't easily go to the mortal world." Konghou turned his head to look at this luxurious palace, remembering its appearance, "May the people of the world no longer suffer from wars and epidemics, have good weather and live and work in peace and contentment."
Emperor Jinghong looked at the woman with the celestial spirit in front of him, and suddenly thought, if Emperor Ji Fei had such a heart and mind, he would definitely be a worthy minister to assist the Mingjun, instead of causing chaos in the world and winning the throne of the emperor.
"Let's say goodbye today, I'm afraid we won't see each other again. Everyone, take care." Kong Hou smiled and greeted everyone with a little blessing. His curved eyebrows and star-like eyes made the queen a little dazed. She seemed to see it again. Back then, the little girl who secretly sat behind the rockery nibbling snacks.
Ji Konghou is still the same Ji Konghou.
"Congratulations to Fairy Konghou." The queen slowly bowed her body, and she watched the girl and her friend take off into the air, slowly ascending into the air, and finally disappeared in the mist before standing up straight.
She knew that this was the last time she saw Ji Konghou in her life.
Since then, the immortals are different, and they will never see each other again in eternity.
If time could flow, she would not look coldly at the little girl hiding behind the rockery to eat snacks, and then leave silently. She wants to hold her hand, give her a hearty meal, and let her live a life that truly belongs to a princess.
But nothing will come back.
Just like those missed times, and... the queen turned her head, looking at the emperor who was no longer young and handsome, and the man she no longer admired.
"Can't you see below?" Konghou secretly looked under the clouds.
"Don't worry, I can't see it." Lin Hu whistled, and the flying horse flew out of the clouds while carrying the carriage. He turned his head to look at the immortal Konghou, and jumped on the carriage.
"It's fine if you can't see it." Konghou instantly turned into a sluggard without bones, and threw himself on Huan Zong's flying sword, and didn't want to move. The loss of her aura was too serious, and when she returned to the body, she was calculated by an evil cultivator, and she was able to fly away from Emperor Jinghong in a beautiful and beautiful way, and the aura in her body was almost used up.
"You have to suffer for your face." Lin Hu shook his head in a small arc. He couldn't understand these young people, the road was about to stop, and he still had time to worry about his appearance.
As soon as he finished muttering this sentence, he saw the young master glaring at him, and he silently closed his mouth.
How could I forget that my son is also suffering from an extremely short-term care problem, so he can't be provoked.
"It's not comfortable to lie on the sword." Huan Zong bent down and picked up Konghou lying on the sword, jumped onto the carriage, and put her on the cushion of the carriage: "If you feel uncomfortable, just sleep for a while, and wait until Lingyoujie arrives. , cultivating for two days may be able to relieve a little."
Kong Hou yawned and wrapped the blanket around him: "When we go back, let's do a double repair first, the effect will be better."
"Okay." Seeing that she had wrapped herself into a worm, Huan Zong found a thin blanket to cover her: "Sleep in peace."
The boundary between Lingyoujie and the outside world does not always send people to a certain place, but chooses to land in five places in Lingyoujie. These entrances and exits are located in five places: the outer suburbs of Yongcheng, the outer suburbs of Peicheng, Camellia Mountain, Bingxue Lake, and Baihua Valley. Therefore, all year round, there are monks who set up stalls in these five places to buy things, all of which sell some rare things in the world of comprehension, and the prices are extremely expensive.
A box of dim sum may sell two spirit stones, and a handkerchief can sell ten spirit stones.
Konghou didn't know that the exit was not fixed. When she came to Lingyou Realm from Mortal World, she was directly transported to the suburbs of Yongcheng.
When she was awakened by the sound of hawking outside the carriage, she opened the curtains and looked out, and when she noticed that the hawker outside selling things had a wrong accent, she thought the hawker was from out of town.
"Fairy, buy a bead flower. My bead flower is blessed with runes, and it can emit colorful lights at night."
Konghou: "…"
It's not a lantern, why would you wear this kind of beads on your head at night
Putting his head out and looking out for several times, Konghou hesitated and said, "This... doesn't seem to be outside Yongcheng?"
"This is near Camellia Mountain, but it's not far from Yongcheng City. It only takes two or three days to get there." Lin Hu said, "Miss Konghou, what do you want to buy?"
Konghou shook his head silently, she retracted her head into the carriage, turned her head and said to Huan Zong: "Huan Zong, let's double cultivation."
"Don't need something?" Huan Zong asked.
"No." Konghou said, "I will arrive at Yongcheng in two or three days. If Master and the others find out that I have suffered internal injuries, I am afraid that they will lock me in the cave for several years and will not be allowed to go out. It is better to repair them as soon as possible."
"it is good."
Huan Zong lit a concentrating incense, sat down beside Kong Hou, and closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, it was already dark outside, and Konghou was tilting his head to look at him.
"What's wrong?" Huan Zong avoided Konghou's gaze a little uncomfortably, he didn't dare to let Konghou discover her thoughts. Thinking of his 300-year-old age, but the kind of thoughts he had towards a seventeen-year-old girl, Huan Zong felt that there was an ugly place in his heart that could not be removed.
"It's fine." Konghou was embarrassed to tell Huan Zong, just to see how good he was, she lowered her head, "Senior Lin said, we can rest in the city for one night tonight, and then continue on our way tomorrow morning."
Huan Zong thought of Konghou's current physical condition: "Alright, after you arrive at the inn, you can still take a good hot bath."
"That's true..." Konghou was deeply concerned. She relied on cleaning techniques for the past few days, and she almost forgot what it was like to take a hot bath. She lifted the curtain and said to Lin Hu, who was driving the car, "Senior Lin, Huan Zong decided to go to the inn to rest for the night."
"Okay." Lin Hu lightly flicked the horse with a whip, and the horse chirped and flew faster in the darkness.
"When I saw the senior brother in the lucky pavilion, he was still in the Jindan period. I didn't expect to break through the state of mind so quickly and became the ancestor of the Yuan Ying." Referring to the senior brother, Konghou's eyes brightened, "Listen. Uncle Qingyuan said that when he saw the qualifications of the senior brother and wanted to accept him as his apprentice, he was robbed by my master and let the senior brother worship at Qiyue Peak. Two or three hundred years have passed since then. Years, Uncle Qingyuan still can't let go."
I often heard the elders in the sect say that the eldest brother is very talented in practice. Before she entered the sect, the eldest brother and the Wuchuan brother were the most potential disciples among the younger generation of the entire sect.
"Although the Jindan stage and the Nascent Soul stage are only separated by one realm, they are the difference between heaven and earth. Breaking the elixir to become a baby requires not only cultivation, but more importantly, a state of mind. Fellow Daoist Cheng Yi pierces the demons in his heart. , jumping into Nascent Soul Realm is a great event worth celebrating."
A cultivator who is qualified and can endure hardships, cultivates to the Golden Core Stage, which is one of the most difficult things in a hundred miles. It can be imagined that the chance of entering the Nascent Soul Stage from the Jindan stage is one in ten thousand, or even one in 100,000.
Except for those pseudo-Nascent Souls built with medicinal pills, the number of monks who cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm in the entire Lingyou Realm is very limited. Cheng Yi was able to cultivate Nascent Soul at the age of almost three hundred years old, which was not only a happy event for Yunhuamen, but also a good thing for the entire Lingyou world.
Only when there are more and more young monks with high cultivation, can the entire cultivation world see more hope.
After entering the city, Lin Hu stopped at the best inn. When the three walked into the inn, they heard some monks talking loudly.
"Yunhuamen really don't know what kind of good luck they have in recent years. First they accepted a five-spirited genius disciple, and then a Nascent Soul disciple who was less than 300 years old. The other sects have been standing for so many years, relying on Fighting, only their Yunhuamen rely on luck."
Some people echoed with a smile, while others felt that it was too much to say: "In the past few years, has Yunhua Clan lost any powerful people? I don't talk about the elders who have passed away, only the three elders Qiu Shuang, Gu Yu, and Shu Jiu, looking at the entire Ling Yujie, who would dare not give them face? Even their sect master and the peak master of Qiyue Peak were all out-of-body cultivation. A person's cultivation is high, and it depends on luck. Is it still luck for so many people? "
"This makes sense. Only you will think that Yunhuamen's disciples are lazy and easy to bully. Remember, how many of the disciples of the ten major sects have said something about Yunhuamen outside? We small sects, Those big sect disciples can see things more clearly than us, and their attitude towards Yunhuamen is enough to prove everything.”
Which of the sects that can be ranked in the top ten sects is simple? Just because the disciples of Yunhuamen acted differently from other big sect disciples and usually didn't care what others said, they couldn't really think that they were the weakest. It is the most terrifying thing to do things that occasionally fall off the chain, and can still inherit a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years.
"The most powerful thing about Yunhuamen is that they are united, but after this incident, the peace may be broken." A clear-bearded cultivator shook his head, showing an unfathomable expression.
"Where did this come from?"
"It's nonsense at first glance."
After everyone was talking about it, the monk Qingxu smiled and said: "It is said that the position of the head of Yunhuamen was almost passed on to Qiyuefeng's peak master Wangtong. But later, for some unknown reason, The position of the head of the sect was taken away by Heng Yan. Although their apprentices and brothers seem to have been calm in recent years, the eldest disciple of Wangtong is already the cultivation base of Yuan Ying, the eldest disciple of Heng Yan, that is, the head of the Yunhua Sect. The eldest disciple Wu Chuan's cultivation level has not reached the realm of Nascent Soul. Will they be embarrassed to get along with each other in the future? And that disciple with five spiritual roots seems to have also worshipped Qiyue Peak. You are a disciple of Wangtong, so how can you avoid conflicts?"
When the people heard this, they took it for granted. Between the sects, between the disciples of the sect master and the disciples of the peak master, there will be more or less competition. What's more, Wu Chuan is still a senior brother of the palm faction, and his cultivation base is not comparable to that of Fenfeng's disciple. Even if he has no other thoughts for the time being, when the following disciples gossip a lot, it is inevitable that he will feel a little gloomy.
The three of Konghou booked a room, sat down at the table in the hall downstairs, and ordered a few hot dishes and soup. Hearing these enthusiastic fellow Daoists analyze the future situation of Yunhuamen, Konghou felt a little strange.
At that time, the position of the sect master was almost passed on to her master, but the master was unwilling to live or die. Not in charge of the entire sect.
As for whether Senior Brother Wuchuan would be jealous because Senior Brother Chengyi had a baby...
Konghou recalled that after she successfully built the foundation, Senior Brother Wuchuan looked at her as if he had seen a treasure. Subconsciously, she told her that not only would Senior Brother Wuchuan not be jealous, but he might even be unable to restrain his oppressive and steady appearance, and hid in the room and snickered.
"Don't take other people's words to heart." Huan Zong saw that Konghou was in a daze, thinking that she would mind what other people said, "The matter of the ten major sects is something that many monks talk about after dinner. Even if others hear it, they will not take it seriously."
"It's not because of this." Konghou shook his head, "I'm just curious how unreliable our Yunhuamen is in the eyes of these people."
Huan Zong: "..."
Lin Hu: "..."
It's hard to say a word, and it's impossible to say it in just a few words.
"Ha, I think you are the fate of the small sect, and the heart of the big sect. After talking so much, have you received the invitation letter from the grandfather Cheng Yi's grand ceremony?"
The others burst into laughter.
"Having lived for nearly three hundred years, it's amazing to have a baby." The Qingxu cultivator who was ridiculed by the crowd was a little embarrassed, "Zhongxi from the Glazed Light Sect is only a little older than him, and he has already cultivated in a distraction period. Compared with the real person Zhong Xi, this ancestor Cheng Yi is far behind."
"Isn't that true?" A female monk with narrow eyebrows and red lips in the corner said, "Looking at the entire cultivation world, who can compare to the real person Zhong Xi? Sui Yuanying, 200-year-old out of body, 300-year-old distracted. Such a powerful male cultivator, even if he made the slave family his concubine. It's a pity that these sword cultivators are more ruthless than each other, no matter how beautiful women are in their eyes It's not as good as the sword in their hands."
"Don't be delusional, you people from Happy Sect, don't talk about being a concubine or a face for the disciples of the ten major sects, even if you can let them sleep for one night, it will be a blessing for you."
Being told that, the female cultivator is not angry. Their sect is always concerned about your love and my wishes, and the love between men and women. Intercourse between yin and yang is a very normal thing, and she never felt that it was a shameful thing. She raised her head and scolded with a smile: "Even if you can't sleep with them, we won't look down on you."
"Fairy look at me, is it worthy to warm your bed?"
After drinking and eating, people gather together for a long time. If there is a meat talk, it is like pouring beans in a bamboo tube and can't stop.
"Don't listen." Huan Zong stretched out his hand and covered Konghou's ears: "It's not serious."
Huan Zong's hand was warm and wide, covering Kong Hou's entire face. She opened her eyes blankly, only to see Huan Zong's mouth moving, but she didn't know what he said. Her sense of hearing was sealed by Huan Zong. already
[Let's go to eat. 】
Huan Zong used the sound transmission technique to say to Konghou: [There are too many people here, and the atmosphere is smoky. 】
Kong Hou nodded, and very skillfully handed his hand to Huan Zong, who was held in the palm of his hand.
Someone noticed this scene and laughed and said: "Don't talk about it, this young man was so ashamed that he took his little beauty to hide in the house."
"We can talk, but they can't hear it."
"Maybe people are so angry that we talk about it, go back to the room..."
The person who said this, before he could finish a sentence, was slapped against the wall by an aura.
Huan Zong stood on the stairs, condescendingly looking at these monks who were joking and joking, with an indifferent expression like a cold pool.
The others were so frightened by his actions that they froze. The people who were lying on the wall were not seriously injured, they just knocked their front teeth and broke their lips, and their mouths were full of blood. He wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve before waking up from the joking excitement.
When people gather together, they are easily affected by the atmosphere, become bolder than usual, and do some reckless things.
This man knocked a tooth, and was startled to realize that he had just slipped through the gate of hell.
The man who can throw him against a wall in a wave can also kill him in the blink of an eye. He should be thankful that this indifferent male cultivator is not a murderer, otherwise he would have no chance to get up from the ground at this moment.
"Xian Chang, rest your anger." The cultivator reacted, missing a tooth in his mouth, which made his speech a little leaky, "I lost my mind when I was young, and I don't dare to talk nonsense again."
Huan Zong coldly retracted his gaze, and when he turned his head, he saw Konghou was looking at him with a little warmth in his eyes.
"Huanzong, it's a little uncomfortable not to hear." Konghou rubbed his ears and blinked at him, hoping that he would release the spell.
Huan Zong turned around and glanced at everyone, everyone gasped in unison, almost thinking they saw a sharp blade unsheathed.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Huan Zong retracted his gaze, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Konghou's soft ear. Konghou's hearing instantly recovered, and he looked back at the cultivator who broke his tooth: "Huanzong, what did he just say?"
"He just insulted us." Huan Zong said calmly, "But now he has realized his mistake and doesn't dare to curse anymore."
"It's not good to swear at people. When there are a lot of people, you should pay attention to the impact." Kong Hou thought, the swearing words of this person must be ugly, otherwise, with Huan Zong's character, he would not do anything to this kind of cultivator in the Qi refining period.
"Yes..." The cultivator broke his teeth and swallowed blood, "The fairy said very much, I will never dare again."
Kong Hou nodded, grabbed Huan Zong's sleeve and shook it: "Huan Zong, let's go back to the room."
The cultivator covered his mouth and cursed inwardly, and went back to the room together, hand in hand. He didn't let anyone tell him that he was obviously pretending to be aloof.
"I haven't seen such a good-looking man for many years." The female cultivator at Happy Gate looked up at Huan Zong's face and couldn't help but licked the corner of her lips, "If such a man is willing to stay with me for one night, I would really My heart is willing to show it to him."
Kong Hou paused and turned to look at the female nun who was speaking.
Thin eyebrows, dangling eyes, and thin lips, although not beautiful enough to make people lose their souls, but they have a unique flavor. She frowned, looked back at Huan Zong, and dragged him upstairs.
"Lang Jun, would you like to discuss the yin and yang of heaven and earth with the slave family? The slave family would like to give a high-quality magic weapon as a gift." The happy door female cultivator stood up, her tone hoarse with a bit of charm, "In the past, men were holding things and begging me to accompany you. He, but for you, I am willing to change the principle."
Men like good-looking women, and women like good-looking men. The female cultivator thought that it would be good to have a few more glances when meeting such a superb man.
When the other male cultivators heard this, they were full of jealousy towards Huan Zong, but did not dare to speak. They are afraid that their teeth will also be broken by the other party's hand.
The exercises of Happy Gate, which pays attention to the harmony of yin and yang, are not only beneficial to themselves, but also to those who share their happiness with them. They also have a principle of conduct, that is, they can't touch the men and women who have already held the ceremony. If there are disciples who violate this rule, the practice method will be abolished and they will be expelled from the teacher's school.
So although Happy Gate is very unruly in matters of men and women, no one thinks that they are evil demons.
"You still have to follow principles." Kong Hou didn't even think about it, he turned to look at the female cultivator, and said with a sullen face, "There are no rules and no square circle."
The nun smiled: "For the sake of good-looking men, it doesn't matter if you don't want this kind of thing." She gave Huan Zong a wink, "Lang Jun, can you see my heart for you?"
Kong Hou took a deep breath and reminded himself that this is a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman with full of charm, not angry.
Huan Zong held Konghou's hand, his expression was indifferent, and he did not respond to the female cultivator's words, as if the female cultivator never existed from beginning to end.
Female nun: "… "
It's too embarrassing for her to sing a one-man show in front of so many people.
Jian Xiu was as indifferent as rumored, and he had a good face in vain.
She raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she saw the hands that Huan Zong and Konghou were clasping together, she instantly woke up from her beauty. Just thought of how delicious this man is, but she forgot about it, she almost committed a sect taboo.
The female cultivator hurriedly saluted Konghou and resumed her serious tone: "I'm sorry, but I just got lost in my actions, and I made a mistake. I have offended you so much, please forgive me."
When she saw that the girl was young, she thought she was Jianxiu's junior sister, and when the others laughed and laughed, she did not participate. Looking at it now, I see something wrong with it.
How can there be brothers and sisters walking hand in hand
And that Jianxiu, he really didn't notice her, because all his attention was on that little girl.
Konghou did not expect the female cultivator to change her lip when she said she would change her lip. She felt very complicated. She teased Huan Zong, but apologized to her. Is there any problem
"I didn't notice that the two are lovers, it's wrong."
"Ah?" Konghou widened his eyes blankly.
lovers
She and Huan Zong? !