Yaoyue Palace, Back Mountain.
Green box garden.
Gu Qingfeng was admiring the beautiful scenery in the garden. After a while, Han Dong supported an elderly woman and slowly walked out of the house. This old Yu had gray hair, and even though he was on crutches and was supported by Han Dong, he still staggered. A face is covered with the wind and frost left by the years, and a pair of cloudy eyes seem to hide countless sorrows.
This person is the current palace master of Yaoyue Palace, Daoist Feiyan.
"Grandma Feiyan!"
Ouyang Ye shouted happily, and ran over to support Daoist Feiyan, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you old man is really getting more and more energetic."
"The little girl's mouth is still so sweet..."
"Of course." Ouyang Ye pointed at Gu Qingfeng, and said, "Grandma Feiyan, haven't you been talking about Mr. Chi Yan, hehe! He just came back from outside yesterday, and he came to visit your old man before he had a rest. .”
"Junior Gu Qingfeng, I have seen Senior Feiyan."
Gu Qingfeng put away the laziness and casualness of the past, and made a meeting ceremony with fists in an unprecedented way.
During the time when I was hiding my name in Yaoyue Palace, besides Feng Zhuyue, the person I came into contact with the most was Feiyan Daoist. In my impression, Feiyan Daoist was definitely a beautiful woman. A hundred years later, when I saw Daoist Feiyan again, it was already in his twilight years.
Practitioners cultivate the golden elixir, which may be able to improve their appearance and longevity.
But that's all.
It doesn't mean immortality.
As one's cultivation becomes more and more pure, the speed of aging will slow down. The premise is that the cultivation becomes more and more pure. Once the cultivation collapses and loses the support of spiritual power, the five internal organs will fail, and the appearance will also age .
Daoist Feiyan has been seriously injured for a hundred years. Although the primordial spirit is still there, it is only an empty chart, and the essence has long since dissipated. Forget it, the real Daoist Feiyan is exhausted, and even the gods are powerless to return to heaven.
"Young Master Chi Yan, don't be too polite."
Daoist Feiyan smiled and said, "Please sit down quickly."
There is a gazebo in the garden. After Cold Winter helped Daoist Feiyan over there, he not only prepared some delicacies, but also brewed Yulu himself.
And Daoist Feiyan seemed to be very concerned about the ancient Qing style, and kept asking about his health, just like an elder caring about his children.
"Dong'er is fortunate to be a Taoist couple with the young master. It is really a blessing from her previous life..."
"Ha! Senior was joking." Gu Qingfeng said with a light smile, "Bitter is not only beautiful in appearance, but also has high talent and a good heart. I can form a Taoist couple with her, which is the blessing I cultivated in my previous life."
"Dong'er has been lonely since she was a child, and it's also because she was too strict with her since she was a child, so that she has a cold heart. I hope you will be more tolerant in the future."
At this moment, Daoist Feiyan is very much like a mother who bids her daughter off to get married. His words are full of kindness and love. Looking at the cold winter that is stagnant with jade dew, he sighed: "It's all my fault that I have been bedridden all these years, not only because I can take care of you." Dong'er, on the contrary, has been letting her take care of her old body, and what she, the master of Yaoyue Palace, has done... Sigh! Dong'er has endured too much pain these years."
Han Dong forced a smile on his face, and said softly: "Master, why are you talking so politely?"
"Yes, yes!" Ouyang Ye next to him also echoed, "Grandma Feiyan, from now on Elder Han Dong will be taken care of by Mr. Chi Yan, so you old man can put your heart in your belly." The breeze winks.
After Gu Qingfeng gestured, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely take care of Han Dong. From now on, her affairs will be my affairs. As for Yaoyue Palace, you don't need to worry about it. I assure you, as long as I am here , no one dares to touch a single hair of Bitter Winter."
Ouyang Ye immediately cast an admiring look, and secretly praised: "Old Jiu! Good job! Follow our previous plan, you continue to talk, and you must let Senior Feiyan feel at ease."
Gu Qingfeng nodded knowingly, and continued: "I will stay in Xingyue Dayu during this period of time, and do my best to help Han Dong, so that she can successfully ascend to the position of the master of Yaoyue Palace. Who dares to refuse to accept Yaoyue Palace, I will always Hit him until he is convinced!"
"Okay! Very good! Old Nine, that's what you should say!" Ouyang Ye passed the sound transmission secretly, and asked deliberately: "Mr. Chi Yan, you are very powerful, we all know, but... I heard that the second The elder has already colluded with the Immortal Mansion, what if the people from the Immortal Mansion intervene?"
"It's just a small fairy mansion, so why not be afraid." Gu Qingfeng finished a cup of jade dew and said disdainfully: "If the fairy mansion dares to intervene, I dare to destroy the fairy mansion!"
"ah!"
Ouyang Ye pretended to be surprised, and asked again: "That's the Immortal Mansion! There is an Immortal Dynasty behind it."
"So what about the Immortal Dynasty?" Gu Qingfeng said arrogantly and arrogantly: "In the ancient times, the Immortal Dynasty oppressed the people, and my master, King Chixiao, overthrew it. Will stand up and overthrow it again, cut the fairy river, the wind spirit vein, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, if you get angry, I will kill for nine days, and destroy the old man of the immortal emperor... "
"Damn it! It's over, Lao Jiu! Bragging is too much! You still kill Jiu Tian, your uncle! You really dare to brag!"
Seeing that Gu Qingfeng was blowing the cowhide bigger and bigger, and didn't intend to stop, Ouyang Ye quickly stood up and interrupted it, saying: "Grandma Feiyan, a few days ago, Mr. Chi Yan took me and Sister Han Dong to I have visited Senior Ziyang and the others from Chixiao, and Senior Ziyang said that as long as we need help, he will be obliged to come and help."
Beside, Han Dong, who was brewing Yulu, also felt that what Gu Qingfeng said just now was too much, but she couldn't say anything directly, so she whispered to Daoist Feiyan: "Master, Mr. Chiyan is the descendant of King Chixiao. With him as a disciple, your boss can rest assured."
Ouyang Ye giggled and said: "Yeah, Granny Feiyan, Mr. Chiyan, with the seal of Chishang, all Chixiao people from all over the world will come, not to mention our small fairy mansion in the northwest, even if it is a fairy Zhao, I’m afraid I dare not say anything, you can rest assured.”
"Don't worry, of course I don't worry, since Mr. Chi Yan is the heir of the king, how can I not worry about it." Daoist Feiyan looked at Gu Qingfeng and said, "And the kind of unruly and domineering young master shows in his gestures and gestures. The solitary posture really has a bit of the demeanor of the king back then, and he is worthy of being the heir of the king! It's amazing! It's amazing!"