Chang'an Palace.
In that room with the door always closed.
The water mist was steaming and filled with mist, and two pretty women were sitting facing each other in the tub.
There is also a large eyeball that emits dark blue light hovering above their heads.
After a while, the two women opened their eyes at the same time.
"Susu, thank you."
"Haha, sister Xiaolan, we are all sleeping on the same bed, why are you so polite?"
"Sleep in the same bed?"
"Yes, didn't you hear? My uncle said that I am his concubine and you are his maid, so aren't we just good sisters who sleep in the same bed?"
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Noila Mo stopped entangled with Liusu on this topic. She had also heard the movement outside the door before, and knew that what Qin Gengyun said was just a temporary measure.
She stood up from the tub, with a splash of water, Liusu raised her head, and suddenly looked jealous.
"Everyone is older than me, haha."
The two of them wiped themselves dry, got dressed, and pushed the door open. They saw the Phoenix Bird lying at the door pecking at bugs on the ground out of boredom. They were startled by the sound of the door opening.
Immediately, the bird's beak flicked out, spitting out the half-swallowed worms, and shouted outside:
"Goo!"
Qin Gengyun immediately came in from outside the yard. When he saw Mo Xiaolan, a smile appeared on his face and he stepped forward quickly:
"Are you okay?"
Noila Mo smiled at him: "It's okay, thank you."
Qin Gengyun smiled and said, "Why do you need to express your gratitude to me?"
"Ahem." Liusu waved his hand in front of Qin Gengyun's eyes: "Uncle, you only have eyes for the maidservant, and you don't have me as your concubine?"
Qin Gengyun glared at her: "I only said this to deal with the Golden Snake Guard! Besides, the maid can only be you."
"Wow, uncle, you are so partial!"
Noila Mo suddenly remembered the scene when Qin Gengyun hugged her last night. Her cheeks turned red and she lowered her head. After a while, her face returned to its heroic look:
"Where's Sister Qiu?"
Qin Gengyun was silent for a moment and smiled: "She has something to go out."
"Where have you gone?" Noila Mo asked curiously.
Qin Gengyun said: "I don't know either."
Liusu came forward and looked at Qin Gengyun with wide eyes: "Hey, uncle, you actually know where the lady has gone, but you have to pretend not to know, right?"
Qin Gengyun glared at her, and Liusu continued: "Don't worry, uncle, the young lady and the people of the Qinglian Sect only have the same friendship, and her tenderness is only for you. Oh, uncle, why did you hit me?"
Qin Gengyun took back his hand and walked out of the courtyard.
"Uncle, where are you going?"
"My wife has been out for a long time. I'm going to look for her."
"We'll go with you."
As soon as the three of them walked outside the courtyard, they bumped into an elegant fairy holding a Yaoqin in her hands. She looked at Qin Gengyun with a shy look on her face:
"Fellow Daoist Qin, can I talk to you?"
At this time, it was a few streets away from Chang'an Palace.
Qiu Zhihe covered her mouth and retched.
Fang Xue and Liu Xiaotang were startled and quickly supported her:
"Sister Qiu, are you injured?"
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
The two yellow-flowered girls were both confused, thinking Qiu Zhihe was injured.
Qiu Zhihe retched for a while, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine."
Then he added: "Don't tell Qin Gengyun."
The two women looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
Fang Xue asked: "Sister Qiu, why didn't you tell Uncle Qin that we were going to invade the Western Palace and kill the three sect leaders?"
Qiu Zhihe said: "If you move the Western Palace, you will become an enemy of Feixian Pavilion. He wants to climb Feixian Pavilion, so he can't take action."
"If Qinglian Sect is rebuilt in the future, I want him to take charge. If his hands are stained with the blood of the three major sect leaders, the world will no longer be able to tolerate him."
Liu Xiaotang opened his eyes wide and murmured: "Master, you are so kind to your husband!"
Fang Xue thought for a while and said, "If Uncle Qin knew about it, he would be unhappy, right?"
Qiu Zhihe smiled and said: "I don't care, I will coax him well."
At this time, the surrounding noise suddenly disappeared, and Fang Xue's eyes condensed:
"Magic circle? Who is it?!"
Qiu Zhihe looked calm and shook his head: "It's not a magic circle. It turns into a spirit in half a step. With a thought, the barrier is created by itself."
"Su Hongling, what are you doing here?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a tall figure carrying a big hammer descended from the sky, landed in front of the three of them, straightened up the big platform, and said loudly to Qiu Zhihe:
"Xia Qinglian, I'm warning you, no matter what you want to do, you can't touch anyone from the Thunder Sword Sect!"
Qiu Zhihe sneered: "What if I have to move?"
Su Hongling swung the big hammer with one hand and said, "Then don't blame me for hammering you!"
Suddenly, a huge pressure of spiritual power appeared, suppressing Qiu Zhihe like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
This spiritual pressure was only aimed at Qiu Zhihe, but Fang Xue next to him turned pale, and Liu Xiaotang was directly pressed to the ground, with blood flowing from his mouth, nose and ears.
Such majestic spiritual power fluctuations, if it weren't for the barrier, the protective circle of the Western Imperial City would be touched.
"Is this half-step into becoming a god?"
Fang Xue held the Xuetang Sword tightly in her hand, gritted her silver teeth, and tried her best to resist the terrifying spiritual pressure. She couldn't even protect Liu Xiaotang next to her.
Qiu Zhihe snorted coldly, waved his delicate hand, and a magic circle enveloped the two of them.
In an instant, all the pressure disappeared. Fang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Xuetang Sword, and helped Liu Xiaotang up. Only then did she realize that her whole body was wet with sweat.
Liu Xiaotang's eyes were even more misty, and he seemed to be confused even mentally.
"It will be of great benefit to you to fully understand the artistic conception of the Transformation of Gods."
Qiu Zhihe's voice came to his ears, and Liu Xiaotang suddenly woke up and saw that Fang Xue next to him had already sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to feel.
Liu Xiaotang followed suit, sat down, and began to perform the exercises taught by his master.
Sure enough, under the protection of this magic circle, they were no longer oppressed by the spiritual pressure of the Half-Step God Transformation Realm, but they could still feel the mysteries of the God Transformation Realm.
Fang Xue's spiritual power was strong, and Xuetang's sword was also buzzing.
It was like fireworks were setting off in Liu Xiaotang's mind, and all the obstacles he encountered during practice were blown away by these bunches of fireworks.
Bang, bang, bang!
Liu Xiaotang's body kept flashing golden light, and every time it flashed, her cultivation level increased by one level.
There are six levels of Qi training, seven levels of Qi training, eight levels of Qi training, nine levels of Qi training, one level of foundation building, and two levels of foundation building.
Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"That's enough, haste makes waste, just slowly digest what you got today."
A soft spiritual power entered her body, and the boiling spiritual power in Liu Xiaotang's body finally calmed down.
"Haha, Xia Qinglian, your apprentice is a genius, but when facing this transformed god, you should be more attentive!"
As the last word came out, the hammer in Su Hongling's hand disappeared, the surrounding space suddenly became blurry, and a huge hammer appeared in the air.
Slowly falling towards Qiu Zhihe.
The space around the hammer continued to collapse, and even the air stopped flowing. Although Fang Xue and Liu Xiaotang were protected by the magic circle, their bodies still floated involuntarily.
In this space, the rules of the world seem to have disappeared!
Su Hongling's figure also disappeared, as if she had merged into the laws of heaven and earth. Her voice became extremely loud, like a god:
"Xia Qinglian, you lose!"
(End of chapter)
