Ye Yiran is a princess of a country. She has a very noble status and is aloof. She usually doesn't have much interest in practicing martial arts.
Except for asking the two demons of the Styx for some inner strength training methods when she was sixteen, she had never really worshiped a master. She answered truthfully: "No, I don't have a master."
"Wonderful, wonderful!"
Hua Yan clapped her hands and shouted extremely happily.
She was beaming with joy, returned to her husband Jianfeng's side, leaned close and whispered a few words.
"Are you serious?!"
Jianfeng said with a surprised look.
"of course it's true."
Hua Yan smiled and said, "We have been married for many years, but we have not given birth to a son or a half. The little girl is so beautiful. If she has a pure character and decent qualifications, we can take her as our goddaughter!"
Jianfeng, the head of the dignified sect, thought for a moment, nodded, walked up to Ye Yiran and said: "Little girl, since you don't have a master, are you willing to join the sect of my Peach Blossom Sect? I can make an exception and accept you as a direct descendant. Disciple, teach me the most superior skills and swordsmanship."
Ye Yiran was shocked, opened his mouth, and was slightly startled. Unexpectedly, Qiu Jin was the first to reply: "Brother Jian, this girl is mine and I can't give it to you."
With these words, it is true that even Ling Zhen admires Qiu Jin's shamelessness.
If it were him, he might not be able to say it out loud.
An inexplicable fire was born, and Ye Yiran became furious, "Who said I was yours?!"
At this time, she already knew that once she became a disciple of Jianfeng Sect, she would immediately be able to get rid of the devil named Qiu. Such a great opportunity was something she was determined not to miss.
Ye Yiran immediately begged loudly: "Senior Sword Immortal, it's not that I don't want you to be my teacher, it's just that I have several acupuncture points sealed by this person and I really can't move. I hope that senior will be merciful and help me. Save this junior!"
"Hey, I sealed your acupuncture points, aren't I afraid that you will abandon me?"
Qiu Jin sighed, "Daughter-in-law, if you run away, who will I get married to?"
Ye Yiran's eyes widened, her cheeks turned red, and she yelled: "What are you talking nonsense about?! Who is you...your one!"
Ling Zhen laughed in his heart: "Brother Qiu, I'm going to start talking nonsense again."
Qingpaoke shook his head.
Let him be.
Qiu Jin cupped his hands in front of Jian Feng and said, "Brother Jian doesn't know anything. This girl's father is the Ye family, a nobleman from the Western Regions. She has known her father for a long time. The two families have made arrangements to marry each other. She can be regarded as a daughter-in-law." My unmarried daughter-in-law."
"You...you fart!"
Ye Yi was so angry that he yelled, "That's nonsense, senior, don't believe a word of it!"
Qiu Jin ignored her completely and continued: "It's not that I don't want to give face to my elder brother and sister-in-law. It's actually my father's last words that told me to marry her, otherwise... alas!"
Because he had absorbed a large amount of Lingzhen's Qinglong Qi, he recovered quickly from internal injuries. Qiujin's physical strength gradually increased. He bowed to Jianfeng and Huayan, and climbed onto Zaolima's back.
Ling Zhen also jumped onto the back of the white horse, lifting the reins.
As the horse galloped away, Qiu Jin's voice came from far in front.
"Brother Feng, let's go to Kaiyang City in Gunzhou. I will kill Zai Yang with my own hands to avenge your broken arm. Don't worry, you can't die. I still owe you five hundred sword energy! Sister-in-law, I still owe you You are my goddaughter! I will repay this debt in the future..."
Looking at his retreating back, Huayan, who had lost the opportunity to accept her adopted daughter, sighed: "Oh, this little girl is not a kind person."
Jianfeng laughed and couldn't help but say: "This brat is even more elegant than me, Jianfeng!"
Along the way, Ling Zhen had only one thought in his mind.
That is, when will my face become as indestructible as Brother Qiu?
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Wei Jie touched his chin and said with a smile: "This gift of Autumn Gold's body to the Great Heavenly Dragon is somewhat similar to the one when Senior Swordsman Shangguan in Blue Shirt gave me the body of the Azure Dragon."
Ying Chun, who randomly created all kinds of stories in Guixu, said with a cold breath, "If you didn't have Shangguan Baitan's protective body back then, I'm afraid you would have died at least ten times."
Wei Jie thought for a moment and then said: "Ten times may not be that exaggerated, but it will definitely not lead to such a smooth life."
The thin, dark old man laughed, "You also know that your journey has been smooth?"
Wei Jie did not respond to this sentence, and was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Speaking of which, I have always felt that this matter is too coincidental. The previous life of Shangguan Swordsman was just a mysterious ax used by Wu Gang to kill Gui in the Moon Palace. , after accidentally being reincarnated in the lower world, he became the Qinglong, one of the four spirits in the south of the Yangtze River, possessing the body of the Qinglong and the divine sword Qingshuang. As for me, senior, you also know that I am the reincarnation of the Qing Emperor of Heaven, and the Eastern Qinglong belongs to me. …”
Ying Chun was a little puzzled, "What do you want to express? What does it matter if you don't have the past life? Isn't this the White Tiger Emperor who came to the mortal world?"
Wei Jie glanced at the white tiger-skinned old man Ying Chun, and said in a deep voice: "I just think this coincidence is too incredible, as if... someone is controlling me in the dark, not just me, but also you. The fate of me, him, and everyone else!”
Ying Chun frowned, thought for a moment and then said: "You mean, besides the banished immortals to the ruins, there is still a god like us who exists?"
Wei Jie said sternly: "It's not just outside the ruins of a banished immortal. There is also this world. Perhaps there is also a 'heaven beyond the sky'. There is a bigger and more mysterious God who controls the fate of all living beings at will."
Ying Chun, the academy's gold medal tutor, surprisingly did not refute this strange statement that sounded like a fantasy.
While the old man was deep in thought, Zhuge Jielu, the owner of Shang Island who was obviously older, suddenly said: "Little friend Wei, to tell you the truth, I have had this strange feeling for a long time."
Wei Jie opened his eyes and said excitedly as if he had met a close friend: "Seriously? Does Senior Zhuge also feel this way?!"
Emperor Zhuge of the human race nodded and said in a calm voice: "For some reason, I always feel that the world we live in is not real enough. It seems like we are in a book. You and I are all people in the book."
This statement is too shocking.
Wei Jie was surprised for a long time, and lowered his voice and asked: "Why does the emperor feel this way?"
Zhuge Jielu, whose eyes were covered with black gauze and could not see anything, shook his head, put his hands behind his back, raised his head, "looked" at the high place for a few times, and then lowered his head.
Emperor Zhuge said: "I can't explain why exactly, I just have that feeling. As the saying goes, 'Everything is fate, and you can't control even half of it.' When I was young, I sneered at this sentence, because at that time I have a sword in my hand, which is full of youthful spirit. Under the sword, I kill all those who don’t agree with me. But the longer I live, the more I feel that the sword in my hand is too light, and I become more and more unbearable as I age. Growth, and the staleness brought about by it, really makes you have to believe in 'fate' and recognize your own destiny..."