Although there is light kung fu that can be short-lived, but along the way, you have to find a place to rest and wash your body. The disciples of the Tianshan lineage all loved cleanliness, and they couldn't see the slightest stain on their white clothes. Their respect for Qing Huan came from the bottom of their hearts, so even the white gauze soft sedan chair had to be cleaned every day and then incensed.
Sigh... Qing Huan has been in the Tianshan lineage for some years, and thinks that this lineage is good everywhere, but it is too ugly, everyone has serious cleanliness, and can't see any mess. And I especially like the flower shelf! Things that can be done with one palm, but they like to study better postures for punching. Anyway, they love beauty rather than life.
If things go on like this, Qing Huan has also been assimilated, and now she practices kung fu thinking about how to make her movements more beautiful. really...
Finally, after entering the guest room to rest, Qing Huan was able to take down the shelf of the saint, and she fell on the bed and let out a sigh of relief. She is actually more casual and does things according to her mood, but the saint of the Tianshan line wants to Always remain as cold as ice, high above you, looking at people with your nostrils. Over the years, she has worked hard to gradually change her image, and she has become a lot more kind. However, when all the disciples saw her, they were still trembling, and they didn't even dare to speak to her. If Qing Huan hadn't been used to the loneliness of being alone, she would probably have been suffocated to death.
The saintesses of the Tianshan Mountains are not made of chatter.
She had just been lying on the bed for a quarter of an hour when there was a knock on the door: "Saint."
Qing Huan waved his sleeves and opened the door, and several beautiful white-clothed disciples came in carrying bathtubs, put clean new clothes on the table neatly, and then retreated respectfully.
By the way, when it comes to this point, Qing Huan is very unhappy, because the Tianshan lineage has abandoned the most primitive appetite of human beings, and feeds on dewy wild fruits! Those with a little more profound skill will start to eat Bigu Dan, anyway, they want to be detached people and get closer to the gods. In addition, they have always lived in seclusion on the Tianshan Mountains, not caring about world affairs, and they do have a good reputation in the world.
Qing Huan has been in the Tianshan Mountains for so long, but she has never eaten a hearty meal. And because she is a holy maiden with high kung fu, the head of the sect doesn't even give her Bigu Pills, which made her often secretly go to the back mountain to grab some game and roast it. People love and admire her, but Qing Huan doesn't feel happy either.
She just wants to quickly find the swordsman's younger sister, wake her up, and come down to the next world to eat more...
After bathing, Qing Huan put on new clothes, and the old clothes will no longer be worn, and will be taken away by the disciples for destruction. The female disciple who prepared the clothes for her was very cute. When she looked at her, she was shy, restless and excited. Qing Huan asked her a few words, and she was so happy that she couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north. Holding Qing Huan's clothes was pretty flushed.
Qing Huan smiled, feeling that although these female disciples usually suppress their emotions and cut off their emotions and desires during their practice, most of the girls are soft and still cute.
She has been using this body for about four years. It turned out that the owner of this body went into a mad practice and was in a coma for five years. He was frozen in a crystal coffin by the master. Qing Huan only needs to return the body before she wakes up. can. Moreover, the previous saint was as cold as ice and did not allow anyone to get close to her, but she was soft and friendly. Many people in the sect were more afraid of the saint than respecting her, and felt that the saint was ruthless and difficult to get close to. Now she can be a saint. Solicited a lot of good karma.
The real owner of this body is just in a coma and not dead, Qing Huan can also feel that they are looking at the world with a pair of eyes.
When Qing Huan was about to go to bed, she suddenly heard a noise coming from downstairs. She frowned and ignored it at first, but the noise became louder and louder. After a while, she heard the woman screaming.
She is a female disciple from the Tianshan lineage!
Qing Huan opened her eyes suddenly, opened the door with one palm, and walked out.
There was a lot of noise downstairs. Qing Huan only brought eight disciples with her when she went out this time, four of them carried the sedan chair, and the other four guarded the sedan chair in front and behind the sedan chair. Good and profound skills, but right now, out of the eight disciples, five are restrained, and some kind of chains are wrapped around their wrists, and they cannot break free. And the remaining three are still struggling.
Almost just looking at Qing Huan makes her angry. The Tianshan lineage is full of women, who have never interacted with men, and the school rules do not allow disciples to enter the mortal world and fall in love with men, otherwise they will all lose their martial arts and be expelled from the school. And this line of martial arts emphasizes ruthlessness and desire, so everyone grows up with age, but they all have good looks. Not to mention, the saint alone is already close to sixty years old, but her appearance looks She still looks like a 28-year-old girl, even more immature than a disciple who just started.
But the man in white is really frivolous, he is obviously superior to the disciples, he can catch them, but he still wants to tease them, he touches his small hands from time to time, squeezes his slender waist, and directly grabs the three female disciples His face turned red with anger. However, the Tianshan lineage has never committed any crimes, so they did not resort to cruelty, but the man made an inch of it. When Qing Huan saw that he had pulled out some disciple's bellyband from his hand and sniffed it lightly on the tip of his nose, he sighed. He shouted: "Zhuzi is rude!"
This gentle palm wind strikes, looks like water, but is actually extremely powerful, the man dodges hastily, but the apron in his hand is easy to get.
"Saint!" The female disciple who had her bellyband robbed knelt down in front of Qing Huan in shame and indignation. "This person is extremely obscene, please punish him!"
"Bold! Do you know who my master is!" A white-faced man next to the man screamed, clearly not paying attention to Qing Huan and others.
On the other hand, the man saw Qing Huan, whose temperament and stature surpassed those of the female disciples, his eyes lit up, and he forgot how fierce Qing Huan's palm was just now, and came over with a salivating smile: "Dare to ask this girl..."
"Go back to the room and tidy up." Qing Huan said this to the disheveled female disciple, and then she raised her eyebrows, "You insult my disciple, but I don't want to kill, you abolish your martial arts, I will forgive you today Not dead."
"What a breath! Did you know..."
Qing Huan cast a disgusted glance at the white-faced man: "Don't dirty my eyes with something that's neither male nor female."
The white-faced man was slammed to the side, no one saw what was going on, only to see Qing Huan Shui waved his sleeves, and the restrained disciples instantly lost control, leaving the man far away, like the moon, that is, The girl who prepared the clothes for Qing Huan was ashamed and angry, probably because she had never experienced such a thing before, so she was still a little scared: "Saint, when the disciple went downstairs, this man came up to tease him. The disciple is not his opponent. The other teachers and sisters see you." I came to rescue my disciple, who would have thought that this person is so shameless, actually-"
"I see, you guys come here."
The iron chains in their hands were made of thousand-year-old cold iron, and they couldn't be opened without a key. However, the cold iron was like a piece of paper in Qing Huan's hands, and it easily turned into dust. "Dare to bully my disciples, how do you want to die."
The man was taken aback by Qing Huan's kung fu, he knew that he was determined to be someone he couldn't mess with, now it's not like in the capital, people in the rivers and lakes are not afraid of them royal relatives, once annoyed, killing him is not out of the question . He smiled immediately and said: "I'm being rude. I would like to give you a thousand taels of silver as compensation. I also asked this lady to have a lot of money. This matter will be exposed. I just admire the beauty of the disciples of the noble sect. I don't notice it for a while, and I get the name of frivolity." , it was not my intention.”
The white-faced man shook his orchid fingers and wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word after shaking for a long time.
"I'm from the Tianshan Mountains, and I never deal with outsiders." Qing Huan said, walking down the stairs slowly. "Maybe it's because I've been hiding from the world for a long time, and I dare to insult my school's reputation with anything."
How can she be polite, that white-faced man looks like an eunuch at first glance, this person must be either rich or noble, with high martial arts skills and walks in the rivers and lakes, only the prince who is sworn brother to Bai Miao and is called a brother. This person has the same temperament as Bai Miao, he is lustful, if he abolishes his martial arts today, he should be doing harm to the people.
The prince only felt severe pain all over his body, the power in his body seemed to have turned into air, and he couldn't move a trace of internal force. He was shocked and was about to move when Qing Huan slapped him in front of his disciples. "What did he do to you just now, go back."
Although there are masters in Wang Ye's group, they can't compare with Wang Ye, and they are not the murderers of female disciples. The disciples were all young women, how could they not be annoyed by this insult, they immediately surrounded the prince with fists and kicks, and when they finished the fight, vented their anger, they beat up the prince's followers as well. Just now when the lecherous lord molested them, these people kept swearing behind them, it was really disgusting.
This inn couldn't be lived, so they left after beating people up, leaving the prince who fell on the ground and lost his martial arts, mourning, how could he not understand that he had bullied men and women for so many years, and finally was destroyed by a group of beauties . Why... are they different from the girls in the rivers and lakes before
As the saying goes, like attracts like, looking at the prince's virtue, Qing Huan had already predicted what Bai Miao would be like. She deliberately slowed down the schedule of the disciples, and when they arrived at the martial arts conference, she happened to hear them discussing how to find the artifact.
Among them, the head of the Kunlun faction complained: "The Tianshan sect said that they would come to discuss together, why have no one been seen at this moment? This is their artifact, not ours. We are eager to help, but they are procrastinating. What's the point?"
The head master of Shaolin recited Amitabha Buddha and said: "Tianshan Mountain is far away from here. The poor monk heard that there are people in the rivers and lakes who have seen the line of Tianshan Mountain. They must arrive soon."
Everyone was discussing enthusiastically again. On the surface, everyone was thinking about the Tianshan lineage and wanted to help, but in fact everyone had selfish motives.