Qinhe Garden.
On the west side of the backyard is the residence of the male disciples of Zhenyang Sect.
Noila Mo was sitting cross-legged on the bed. An orchid was blooming happily in front of her. After a while, the orchid slowly dissipated and turned into spiritual energy and returned to her body.
Noila Mo opened her eyes and looked at the empty room. After a long silence, she got up and walked to the window, opened it and looked out at the deep night.
"Qin Gengyun and fellow Taoist Qiu have reunited, right?"
In a room not far away, Shi Li was tossing and turning, his mind full of the image of Junior Sister Ruo stepping on Ju Jiao's head, her face delicate but majestic.
He turned over and found that the junior brother next to him also had his eyes open. Shi Jian was startled:
"Junior Brother Liu, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Junior Brother Liu's eyes were dull and he chuckled: "Senior Brother Shi, aren't you asleep too?"
Shi Jian asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Junior Brother Liu asked back: "Senior Brother, what are you thinking about?"
Shi Jian was silent, and so was Junior Brother Liu. After a long time, they both spoke almost at the same time:
"I wonder what Junior Sister Ruo is doing now?"
On the east side of the backyard is the residence of the female disciple.
Xu Caihe was also tossing and turning, holding the dress that he was going to give to He Zhiqiu in his arms. Fang Xue next to him let out a sigh, and Xu Caihe said quickly:
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Fang, did I overwhelm you?"
Fang Xue helplessly touched her injured leg and said, "Junior Sister Xu, are you not going to sleep tonight?"
Xu Caihe suddenly came over and whispered: "Senior Sister Fang, you said it's so late, who did Senior Brother He go to practice?"
Fang Xue yawned: "You don't want to know. Go to sleep. You will wake up from the dream tomorrow."
Yunling Mountain.
Snow Moon Forest.
Only half of the originally lush and lush forest remained.
On the snowy patch of flattened forest, a woman in green clothes was looking down at her feet.
There is an extremely deep sword pit on the ground, surrounded by countless dense sword pits.
Wei Wan knelt down, stretched out his fingers, touched the sword pit, and murmured:
"It's really a Thousand Swords Array."
At this moment, Wei Wan's face was rosy, not as pale as it was during the day. Obviously, the so-called "excessive loss" was just a pretense!
Wei Wan looked at the traces of flames around the sword pit again, and his soft, watery eyes flashed with strange light.
"Thousand Sword Array, Li Huo. Who are you?"
At this time, there was a tremor in Wei Wan's arms, and she quickly took out a bead, which lit up with light, forming a curtain of light.
In the light curtain, the fairy mist is dense, the mountains and waters are beautiful, but the sky is covered by layers of stone walls, which turns out to be a huge cave.
A man sat in front of the waterfall, with his back to Wei Wan.
The next moment, a voice as gentle as jade sounded:
"Ling'er, is Mo'er dead?"
Wei Wan trembled and immediately knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, like a child who had done something wrong, and no longer had the charm of a gentle fairy.
"Father, I'm sorry, I failed to protect my brother!"
"Ling'er, you forgot how to call me again."
The man's voice was calm, overpowering the sound of the huge waterfall, and passed through the light curtain clearly into Wei Wan's ears.
Wei Wan's shoulders trembled slightly, and his voice was frightened: "I'm sorry, Master."
The man still had his back to her, and his voice was gentle: "Mo'er is too surly and acted beyond his ability. It's his own fault. You don't have to blame yourself."
Wei Wan said quickly: "Thank you, Master, for your forgiveness."
The man asked: "Have you found the traces of the Qinglian Sect Master and the Saint?"
Wei Wan said in panic: "I haven't found it yet, I will step up my search."
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Wan said: "Master, haven't the master of the Qinglian Sect and the saint already died in Tianlu Mountain? Why are we?"
The man interrupted her: "Ling'er, Mo'er often whips you, why don't you fight back?"
Wei Wan quickly replied: "The master ordered me to protect my brother. If my brother hits me, I don't dare to fight back."
The man said: "In that case, I ordered you to find the master of the Qinglian Sect and the saint, why are you hesitating and procrastinating?"
Wei Wan's face turned pale, and he hit his forehead heavily on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, I was wrong, please punish me."
"If we find them, the master of the Qinglian Sect does not need to keep them. He will send the Saint of the Qinglian Sect to my place of retreat."
"Yes, Master."
"Where is the pure spirit body?" The man paused and asked again.
Wei Wan replied respectfully: "There are no traces since leaving Beihuang, and I will try my best to search for him."
"Aling, Mo'er died looking for a pure spiritual body. I'll give you a month."
As the last words came out, the light curtain dissipated.
Wei Wan knelt on the ground. After the light curtain dissipated for a long time, he slowly straightened up, but his face was filled with sadness and his eyes were confused.
"Father, why can't you look back at me?"
Narrow Rain Alley.
Bang bang bang!
Qin Gengyun sat at the table and watched Qiu Zhihe press Liusu on the bed, raise her little hand and continuously slap Liusu's butt.
Ouch, ouch!
Liusu's hands were held down by Qiu Zhihe, and he could only keep shouting with his mouth open, and looked at Qin Gengyun pitifully.
Qin Gengyun turned his head and pretended not to see Liusu's eyes asking for help.
After beating for a while, Qiu Zhihe finally let go of Tassel. The little maid lay on the bed, covering her buttocks, and cried:
"Uncle, my butt is swollen after being spanked by the lady, and I can't get up. Oooh, oh, oh, oh, hold me up!"
As soon as these words came out, Qiu Zhihe raised his hand again, and Liusu quickly begged for mercy:
"Miss, I was wrong, I was joking, hehe."
After saying that, he quickly got up and held Qiu Zhihe's arm: "Miss, it's too big here. No wonder my uncle took so long to do it!"
Qiu Zhihe looked at her coldly, Liusu stuck out her tongue, and finally did not dare to speak anymore.
Qin Gengyun then asked Qiu Zhihe: "Madam, before I have time to ask you, didn't you collect the remains at Qinglian Gate? Why did you enter the Zhenyang Sect before us?"
Liusu's heart skipped a beat, uncle, you just did that thing as soon as you saw the young lady. Of course, you didn't have time to ask!
Qiu Zhihe, who was standing next to him, paused and said slowly: "I encountered the remnant soul of Zhenyangzi in the Qinglianmen collection."
"What?!"
"The remaining soul of Zhenyangzi?!"
"Hasn't this scumbag already ascended? Why is there still a remnant soul left in the world?"
Qin Gengyun and Liusu both widened their eyes in shock.
Everyone knows that Zhenyangzi, the founder of Zhenyang Sect, ascended to immortality five hundred years ago.
Now that he has ascended, both body and soul should be in the fairy world.
Why are there still remnant souls left in the world?
Qiu Zhihe recounted the story of how she met the remnant soul of Zhenyangzi that day, and how the other party went crazy and forced her into the teleportation circle.
Qin Gengyun and Liusu were shocked and confused. This matter was too shocking. If Qiu Zhihe hadn't said it himself, they would have thought it was nonsense.
Qin Gengyun organized his thoughts and finally said:
"According to what the lady said, Zhen Yangzi's remnant soul should be waiting for his daughter. According to his reaction at the time, he seemed to have recognized the lady as his daughter, that's why he was so crazy."
Liusu was puzzled: "But Sheng Tanglian's statue looks nothing like the lady, but Mo Xiaolan looks exactly like Sheng Tanglian. How does this make sense?"
(End of chapter)
