She glanced at Zhong Michu's back from the corner of her eye. Zhong Michu and Jiuyao stood side by side. Although Zuo Yuezhi was on the steps, the two seemed to be taller than him. The two of them were followed by attendants. Once they stood still, the attendants came forward from the side and presented gifts. It looked like they were really here to celebrate the birthday.
"The Four Seas Dragon Lords, the Qing Luan Clan leader, congratulations to Sect Master Zuo on his birthday."
Zuo Yuezhi was silent for a long time. Jiuyao asked, "Why, you didn't invite the guests to sit down, is this how Xuling Sect treats people?" He spoke slowly in a mellow voice.
Zuo Yuezhi waved his hand to let the attendant take the gift, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your trouble, venerables. Please take a seat."
Zhong Michu and Jiuyao took their seats, at the first seat on the right, opposite her.
She watched the show with great fascination, thinking back to how they had fled all the way from Xuanmiao Gate to Gucheng, covered in wounds and in such a miserable state, and finally surrendered in humiliation under the combined soft and hard tactics of Zuo Yuezhi and Lu Yandong.
It's really a changing world.
She half covered her face with the feather fan, and her eyes could not stop looking at Zhong Michu's waist.
Zhong Michu and Jiuyao were sitting at the same table, so she couldn't see them now, but she saw them clearly before. There was a storage bag hanging on Zhong Michu's waist, which didn't fit in with her gorgeous clothes, because the storage bag was hers, and it should be the one she gave to Zhong Michu in Gucheng.
In order to distinguish them, she had embroidered the word "barbarian" on the storage bag. Unfortunately, although she had learned embroidery from an embroiderer and her embroidery was not bad, the words were too ferocious, so that the word "barbarian" on the finished product was also ferocious. I'm afraid there won't be another storage bag as unique as this one in the world.
She was lost in thought, thinking about getting it back. She had a hunch that Zhong Michu still had the sword in his storage bag. Now that they had to deal with the Xu Ling Sect, they would be able to do twice the result with half the effort with the sword.
I wonder if Zhong Michu has managed to forge the sword.
Zhong Michu must still remember her, otherwise he wouldn't have hung such an ugly storage bag around his waist. I couldn't tell whether I felt lost or liked her.
She was lost in thought. Jiuyao was also secretly observing her, "Michu, the person at the table in front of you on the left is undoubtedly Qingluan from our clan. When did she become a guest of honor in the Zuo family?"
Zhong Michu said calmly: "She is from your clan. You don't know, so how can I know?"
Jiuyao said: "But she is looking at you."
Zhong Michu glanced over. The blue phoenix was charming and beautiful. This was the characteristic of the blue phoenix. The human bodies it transformed into were extremely gorgeous. The blue phoenix half leaned on the table, and when it glanced sideways, it gave off a sense of elegance.
Zhong Michu was slightly startled. Jiuyao asked, "Do you recognize him?"
Zhong Michu said, "It looks familiar." Then he shook his head and said, "I can't remember."
Jiuyao pondered and said, "All the Qingluans in the clan have retired. I wonder who this one is. Why didn't he come back to Zhongzhou after entering the world?"
Zhong Michu said: "There are only a few Qingluan members left in your clan. You can find out their identities by checking the family tree."
Jiuyao smiled and said, "It's not that simple. Qingluan retired tens of thousands of years ago, and the portrait of the clan has been piled up in some corner. Moreover, if this Qingluan is the descendant of the retired predecessor, how can we verify it if it is not included in the family tree?"
Zhong Michu said: "You can ask her in person."
Jiuyao said, "That's right." Rather than making random guesses, it would be better to ask in person.
This was Jiuyao's plan, but Qingluan left the scene early.
This Blue Luan would naturally retreat. Before she had dealt with the Xu Ling Sect, she didn't want to have anything to do with the Blue Luan Clan, which would make things much more troublesome, so she tried to avoid it if possible.
She went back to the side hall arranged by Zuo Yuezhi to rest. When it was almost dusk, Zuo Qingqing came to see her. She was very happy to hear that Zhong Michu stayed here. She said that Zhong Michu really came to celebrate her birthday and might stay for a few days. It would be nice if she could chat with him.
She waved her feather fan and felt amused in her heart, what a foolish girl! Zhong Michu didn't come to celebrate his birthday, she came to find out the strength of Xu Ling Sect.
One is Yun Ran, the other is Ji Chaoling. The feud between Xu Ling Sect and Zhong Mi Chu is too big to let go so easily.
She thought in her heart that Zhong Michu wanted to take revenge personally, as could be seen from the incident with Zuo Taisui, so he had been practicing until now and only started to take action when he had gained strength. Otherwise, according to the dragon clan's way of doing things, the old Dragon King would have led his people to fight a decisive battle with the Xu Ling Sect seven hundred years ago.
Although the Xu Ling Sect dominates Nanzhou, it is not something that can be easily moved; after the death of Zuo Taisui, the Xu Ling Sect is still in good order, with Zuo Yuezhi, the leader, making decisions on all matters big and small, and there are many talented people in the sect, making it more prosperous than a hundred years ago. However, it is hard to say whether the Xu Ling Sect is indestructible.
As the sky gradually darkened, she stood outside the palace gate and watched Zuo Qingqing's figure going away, smiling. Who knows if the Zuo family is peaceful on the surface, but turbulent on the inside. Xiaoyao City was destroyed, Xuanmiao Sect surrendered to the Zuo family, and the two major worries were solved. The entire Nanzhou belonged to the Zuo family, and there was no need to worry about the future. They had enjoyed peace for 700 years. Now that Zuo Taisui was dead, she didn't believe that no one in the Zuo family would be interested in the position of the clan leader.
She stood outside the palace, and before she knew it the sky had completely darkened. A solitary moon hung in the sky, and the night wind blew her clothes.
Now let’s get the sword back first.
She walked out, her figure gracefully, landing silently, blending into the night. Zuo Qingqing said that Zhong Michu's residence was in Wankong Palace, not far from her residence. In Lihentian, there was a barrier every three steps and a formation every nine steps, but she walked on the road as if she was in an empty space.
I found my way to the Wankong Palace and gently jumped onto the wall of the palace. The lights in the palace were bright.
A handsome man in armor was standing outside the door with his head held high. In a trance, he felt a gust of night wind blowing, which blinded his eyes. He frowned and blinked, then suddenly asked in a concentrated voice, "Who!" He looked up and saw no one in the yard. It was quiet all around. He looked blankly at the door behind him, and it was closed. Was it just an illusion
She had already entered the palace, and looked at the servant outside the door and shook her head. The intuition of the dragon race was really terrible, and they had seen through the clues.
She walked lightly into the hall, the scarlet curtains were heavy. She thought that Zhong Michu should be meditating at this time, if Zhong Michu's habits had not changed.
As long as Zhong Michu relaxes his vigilance, everything will be easy.
She took only two steps before her eyes fixed and she stepped on the tiptoes, floating silently in the air, her feet lightly touching the beam, suspended in the air.
The woman in the dark black crown below came out from behind the screen and seemed to be going out.
She was sighing in her heart, even if she was in a hurry, she looked flawless...
With her soft breath, she exhaled white hot air. Her heart trembled, thinking to herself, this is bad. Ningkong turned over and avoided her original position. The next moment, a waterfall of ice surged down from where she had stood.
She landed lightly, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt the slippery ice. The ice suddenly rose up, imprisoning her waist, legs and feet.
She thought to herself, "Does this person have water spiritual roots or ice spiritual roots?" Even a cultivator with ice spiritual roots would not be able to cast spells as fast as Zhong Michu.
She was separated from the figure by a veil, and she saw a pair of white hands, whose fingers slightly lifted the veil.
Zhong Michu said: "After hundreds of years, the Xu Ling Sect still prefers to act in secret..."
She was a little dazed for a moment, as if at some point, Zhong Michu had also opened the curtain like this, looked at her calmly, and said something. "Have a good trip." Yes, it was a good trip, at that time she was about to go to Xianluo...
Zhong Michu looked at the figure imprisoned by the ice, and was slightly surprised: "It's you."
She came back to her senses. Zhong Michu approached her, walked up to her, and said, "What are you doing here?"
She smiled slightly: "Guess."
Zhong Michu: “…”
Zhong Michu frowned slightly: "I just remembered where I saw you before."
She still asked with a smile, "Oh, where?" She felt helpless in her heart. She had a very good memory. She could still remember it even after seven hundred years.
Zhong Michu said in a deep voice: "The Immortal has fallen."
Zhong Michu stared at her, "Why did you wake up? Why would a blue phoenix have contact with the Zuo family? Now you sneak into my bedroom. Did the Zuo family send you?"
"With so many questions, which one should I answer first?" She curved her eyebrows, with a charming and warm red at the end of her eyes: "Come closer, I'll tell you."
Zhong Michu stood there with a cold expression.
She smiled and said, "If you don't come over, then I will."
When the sound fell, there was a cracking sound, and the ice that bound her hands and feet shattered. She turned into a green shadow and attacked Zhong Michu, as light and floating as the green feathers at her ears. Her speed was incredibly fast, but this body was an internal cultivation, and Zhong Michu was an internal and external dual cultivation. The two were so close, and she would definitely be at a disadvantage in the competition. She knew this, so she had to take the initiative and strike first.
Zhong Michu reacted quickly, not retreating but advancing, paying attention to her attack while trying to capture her. Unexpectedly, Qingluan came close to her, and seemed to have a firm grasp on her so as not to use too much force.
As soon as Zhong Michu grabbed her wrist, she leaned forward, opened her mouth, and bit Zhong Michu's ear. Now Zhong Michu no longer needs to hide her identity, and no longer needs to hide her ears.
Zhong Michu's face changed, and in an instant, he retreated two feet away, covered his right ear with his hand, and looked at her coldly with a dark look in his eyes.
She waved her feather fan and said with a smile, "Why are you hiding so far away? Don't you want to listen?" She knew that Zhong Michu's ears were his weak point, and if she attacked there, Zhong Michu would definitely avoid it.
Countless ice cones suddenly rose from the ground, and a warm palace instantly became an ice cave. Anything with temperature and blood would be frozen into ice. A layer of frost spread upwards on her clothes and instantly climbed onto her slender neck. She did not move, but just looked at Zhong Michu and said softly, "Don't be so angry."
Zhong Michu was startled for a moment, then his gloomy expression eased a little, and he walked slowly over. Wherever his footsteps passed, the ice and snow melted. He walked up to the person who was frozen into an ice statue, looked at the person's smiling face, and thawed the frost. However, when he thawed the frost, the Qingluan's body shook a little, like ripples on the water, then it rotated and condensed into a point and disappeared, and a talisman slowly floated down from the air.
Zhong Michu reached out to take it and looked at the talisman: "Puppet? Or an illusion?" She was not very familiar with formations and refining, so it was difficult for her to distinguish them clearly.
She walked outside, pushed open the door of the bedroom, and called out, "Xinghan."
The man standing outside came over quickly: "Your Majesty."
Zhong Michu asked, "Did you notice anything unusual just now?"
“No…” Xing Han suddenly realized, frowned and said, “Two gusts of wind blew.”
Xing Han looked at Zhong Michu's expression and immediately said nervously, "This subordinate deserves death. Is it someone from the Zuo family? Your Majesty is frightened."
Zhong Michu said: "No problem."
She retreated into the house, closed the door, and glanced at the talisman in her hand. There was ice on the talisman. She clenched her hand, and the talisman shattered into ice crystals and disappeared into thin air.
For some reason, she had the idea of hiding the fact that she had seen Qingluan from Jiuyao. She had a feeling that Qingluan was indescribably strange, and now that Xianluo was opening, she thought about going to Xianluo when she had time and asking the Qingluan senior in the inner dense forest, she should know something.
The blue phoenix that was being thought of walked on the road, shaking off the frost on her body. The feather fan in her hand had been frozen to a crispness, and it shattered to the ground with a wave. She sighed, "Alas, Senior Sister Zhong is not to be messed with at any time. She didn't get the storage bag, and my magic weapon was also destroyed."
We have already alerted the enemy, and it will be even more difficult to take it again, so we can only put it aside for now. Now that the Qingluan clan leader Jiuyao is here again, we can't stay here for long.
She made up her mind and went to say goodbye to Zuo Yuezhi in the dark. Zuo Yuezhi thought she didn't want to see Jiuyao, so he couldn't think of the twists and turns, and didn't doubt her. He exchanged a few words with her and sent her out of Lihentian.
The author has something to say: The second volume is written a few years after Gu Fuyou came out of Xianluo, with the rescue of Zuo Qingqing as the starting point and the first time he returned to the Thirty-Three Heavens since his rebirth. Many things will be explained slowly later, so don't worry.
Also, why is it seven hundred years
The Immortal Falls only opens once every seven hundred years, and it has been exactly seven hundred years since the last opening, so Gu Fuyou was able to come out.
The dragon clan reaches adulthood at the age of 800. Now, 700 years have passed and my senior sister’s dragon body has reached adulthood.