Ten days later.
Zhenyang Sect.
Xiyue Peak.
In the fairy mist, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings, countless disciples wearing white or purple robes came and went, which was quite lively.
Among the six peaks of Zhenyang Sect, Xiyue Peak has the most new disciples.
Most of these new disciples came for Ye Xiyue.
The only genius with the best spiritual roots in the world, he practiced Qi at the age of five, built the foundation at the age of eight, golden elixir at the age of fifteen, and Nascent Soul at the age of twenty.
Such a cultivation speed is second only to Su Hongling of Thunder Sword Sect and the dead Xia Qinglian.
In addition to her talent in cultivation, Ye Xiyue's appearance is even more talked about.
In the fairy list compiled by Feixian Pavilion in the four major regions of Dongxiu, Xihuang, Southern Demon, and Northern Wilderness, Ye Xiyue is firmly in the top ten.
Coupled with her cultivation level, this is the Jiutian Xuannv descending to the earth, an existence that ordinary people can only hope to achieve.
In the land of Dongxiu, Ye Xiyue has many admirers. It is also because of her fame that Xiyue Peak can attract the most new disciples.
At this moment, several outer disciples were practicing together, but a few of them were distracted and whispered:
"I've been here for so long, have you met Senior Sister?"
"I have never seen the beauty of Senior Sister, alas."
"Haha, I have seen it before. Last time, Junior Sister Fang was injured. Senior Sister went to visit, and I was right next to her."
"Oh? Brother Chen is so lucky? What does Senior Sister look like?"
"That one is naturally unparalleled in beauty, like a fairy among gods. To be honest with you, since that moment, other female cultivators have no color in my eyes."
Several people got excited when talking, and their eyes shone brightly, imagining the unparalleled grace of the senior sister.
Suddenly, a seductive voice sounded behind several people:
"Keke, you are so bold. You dare to covet Senior Sister behind your back. Aren't you afraid of being expelled from Xiyue Peak?"
Several people turned around and were stunned.
They saw a female cultivator wearing a purple sun brocade robe standing in front of them. However, unlike other well-dressed inner disciples, the purple robe on this female cultivator had its skirts wide open, revealing a section of snow-white mountains and rivers.
She was holding a wine gourd in her hand, and while walking towards a few people, she raised her head and drank. The white wine overflowed from the corners of her red lips, flowed down her long neck, and flowed into the deep valley. .
This scene was so charming that all the outer disciples' eyes widened and their expressions were dull. Two of them even couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
The female cultivator twisted her waist and walked up to a few people. She blinked at the disciple who claimed to have met the senior sister with a pair of charming red eyes:
"In your eyes, do I have color?"
"Yes, yes!" The male disciple said subconsciously, then he bent down and covered his crotch, his face flushed red.
"You, you are..." The person next to him finally reacted, his expression changed drastically, and he looked extremely frightened at this charming female cultivator:
"Senior Sister Si Minglan?!"
The female cultivator giggled, and the mountains trembled, almost pulling away the souls of several people. She raised her head and took another sip of wine, smoothed her naturally wavy long hair, and said delicately:
"What's your name, senior sister? You already call me old. If you like it, just call me Lanlan!"
After speaking, she licked her pretty red lips and sucked the wine from the corner of her mouth into her mouth.
This action was full of temptation. Several outer disciples were already attracted by sex and opened their mouths obediently:
"orchid"
"Third Senior Sister, Senior Sister is still waiting for you. Why are you here?"
At this time, a female disciple hurried over, and Si Minglan turned around and smiled:
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help but play for a while after seeing so many new junior brothers. Let's go."
After saying that, he ignored the dull-looking outer disciples and followed the female disciple.
Her waist swayed as she walked, and her long white legs were vaguely visible under her messy purple robe.
With such a beautiful scenery, the male disciples passing by her avoided her like snakes and scorpions, not daring to take another look at her.
Si Minglan didn't care. He raised his head and drank while walking slowly. It wasn't until the seductive laughter faded away that the silent disciples dared to raise their heads and look at the newcomers who were as if they were petrified. They shook their heads and sighed:
"There are still people who dare to look directly at Senior Sister Si Minglan. They are really not afraid of death."
"You have to be a newcomer. The ignorant are fearless."
"Third Senior Sister's charm skills are getting more and more terrifying. Is there any male cultivator in the world who can resist her charm?"
"Alas, my Zhenyang Sect is a well-known and upright sect, so why do we need to practice such inferior skills?"
"I heard that Senior Sister Si Minglan's parents were killed by the royal family when she was a mortal, and she was demoted to an official prostitute when she was young. It seems quite miserable."
"Shh, keep your voice down. If Third Senior Sister hears it, be careful that your soul will be drawn out and destroyed by her!"
After half a stick of incense, Si Minglan came to the top of Xiyue Peak, in front of a two-story fairy mansion rich in aura.
This is Ye Xiyue's residence.
The female disciple who accompanied her said: "Elder Zheng, the master of Wangyou Peak, is here. Senior Sister is discussing matters with him. Third Senior Sister, wait a moment."
After saying that, he bowed and left.
Si Minglan sat down on the steps at the door, drinking while admiring the pond and garden in front of the fairy mansion.
"With such beautiful scenery, wouldn't it be nice if I could find a good-looking little man to spend the night with, haha!"
Her words were frivolous, her laughter was unrestrained, and she had no scruples about exposing a large area of skin under her purple robe with its wide open skirt.
After half a stick of incense, Ye Xiyue's door opened, and a short, fat middle-aged monk stepped out. Si Minglan waved the wine gourd towards him and smiled charmingly:
"I've met Uncle Zheng."
This short, fat man looked a bit wretched. Under his fat forehead was a pair of triangular eyes that were half open and half closed. When he saw Si Minglan, his eyes widened slightly and he said with a smile:
"Minglan, long time no see, your cultivation has improved again. If you are interested, you can come to my Wangyou Peak. My uncle will not treat you badly."
Si Minglan chuckled, stood up and saluted lazily:
"Thank you, uncle, I will definitely consider it carefully."
She bent down and squeezed the mountains and rivers to become more majestic. Master Zheng's triangular eyes opened even wider, he twitched his beard and laughed:
"That's very good. Uncle Master is waiting for you."
After saying that, the short and fat figure turned into a golden light and flew away in an instant.
When he left, the charming smile on Si Minglan's face disappeared and she snorted: "Old pervert!"
An ethereal and indifferent voice came from inside the house: "Minglan, come in."
"coming!"
Si Minglan laughed, twisted her waist and walked in the door. She saw Ye Xiyue in a white dress, sitting on a carved wooden chair, dignified and beautiful, with a fairy spirit.
"Sister, do you miss me?" Si Minglan was not afraid of the senior sister of Xiyue Peak at all. She sat on a chair next to her, crossed her legs, and held her chin with one hand, with a lazy posture.
Ye Xiyue looked at her calmly, "Minglan, Junior Sister Fang's injury has healed. You two can set off tomorrow."
"Oh, I understand. Senior sister, you said last time that you would go to Wuxi Town and Yunling Town to track down the remnants of the Demon Sect."
Si Minglan waved her hands, stood up and walked out. After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, licked her lips and asked:
"Sister, if you catch me, can you let me enjoy it first?"
(End of chapter)
