Lingcui Island, a sky pavilion, hangs on the top cliff, facing the sunrise, aligned with the sea of clouds, and is better than a fairyland.
Lingxian was in the room, watching the rising sun shine through the window. It was as light as water, which actually brought back her memories. In her absence, a petal was broken off an orchid in her hand.
At this time, Qingzi came in and reported: "Master, the new junior brother has settled in. Please give him a name."
The fairy touched the orchid with her hand and said, "Just call him Qinglan!"
Qingzi nodded and was about to leave when Master stopped her and said, "Move all these orchids!"
"But Master, you have loved orchids for decades and have devoted all your efforts to cultivate them. Why would you abandon them?"
Lingxian waved his hand, "As a teacher, you must concentrate on your practice. If you are not distracted, it will be ruined!"
Qingzi agreed to have many potted plants moved to the edge of the cliff. All he had to do was flick his sleeves and they would fall into the cliff and be destroyed. But considering that this was Master's hard work, it was a pity to destroy it, so he had them all transplanted to the cliff, where they were settled properly.
Fast forward more than ten years, the world has gone through many vicissitudes, but the fairyland of Lingcui is still the same as before. It's just that the younger junior brother Qinglan has grown into a handsome young man, handsome and intelligent, and is deeply loved by all the senior sisters. Lingxian is even more careful in his cultivation and teaching.
On this day, Lingxian called Qinglan to his seat and said, "Disciple, you have reached the age of eighteen and your long practice has begun. What kind of magic do you want to focus on?"
Qingzi was the first to interrupt, "Master's wood magic has reached its peak, he is good at gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his appearance remains evergreen. Becoming an immortal is not a dream."
Qinglan was silent, and Qingzi continued: "Then learn from Master to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, subdue demons and eliminate demons, walk on the great road of heaven, and return to orthodoxy."
Qinglan said: "My disciple wants to practice authentic Buddhism, understand the affairs of the world, understand the suffering of the world, promote Buddhism, and save all sentient beings."
Just as Qingzi was about to interrupt, Lingxian waved his hand and said: "Although I am not a master of Buddhism, I am from the Nanhai sect, and I have taken refuge in the Buddha. I have all the Buddhist scriptures. If you are willing, I will guide you! There is a cave next to the Sky Pavilion. It’s just right for the Qing Dynasty to be repaired.”
After leaving the Kongkong Pavilion, Qingzi complained, "Junior brother, are you obsessed? You are not a monk, what kind of Buddhism do you practice? Like all the senior sisters, you will stay young forever, what's wrong with that?"
Qinglan was silent, and Qingzi asked again: "Junior brother, do you have any difficulties? Tell me and I will share it with you?"
Qinglan shook her head and said, "Master often says that not caring about good or evil, just do whatever you want. This is the essence of our sect. I have made up my mind, senior sister, please don't force me anymore."
Qing Zihu slapped his head with a smile on his face, "You are really stupid and unreasonable!"
Even so, she was still busy helping Qinglan take care of the cave. Weeds and debris were quickly removed, daily necessities, books and bamboo slips were brought in and packed away. The cave is deep and quiet, and the sound of dripping water echoes, giving it a unique artistic conception. Qinglan immediately wrote the word "Drip" at the entrance of the cave, feeling satisfied.
Qingzi joked: "The cave has been renovated, and you can become a young monk professionally."
Qinglan meditated on the bluestone, and the sound of dripping water was like a wooden fish. He quickly fell into a state of selflessness, completely forgetting that his senior sister was still arranging his clothes.
Qingzi came closer and looked at his handsome face, his eyelashes were slightly closed, and his red lips were whispering. Suddenly, he felt a strange emotion, his heart was shaking, and he could hardly control himself, wanting to kiss those seductive lips.
At this moment, the orioles were singing outside the cave, and the sisters arrived. Seeing this situation, they pushed each other and teased: "You and your junior brother are having a tryst here, and you are going to kiss each other."
Senior sister Qing Ning smiled and said: "Why don't you just tell Master that the cave should be changed into a bridal chamber? Wouldn't it be beautiful?"
Qingzi's face turned red, and she used her small fists to fight back with all her strength, fighting each other. Qinglan's face was red and her ears were red, and she was at a loss...
Que Xiu woke up and it was already dawn. The sun shines into the cave, making it blindingly bright and blinding. The sound of dripping water in the cave is clear and sweet. There was a stabbing pain in his chest, and his eyes slowly got used to the light. Tang Wan lowered his eyebrows and was using a magnet to clean up the flying needles for him.
Only then did Que Xiu realize that he was almost naked, and was greatly embarrassed. Tang Wanyu pressed him gently with her hand and said: "The slave family enters the Tang Sect and uses people to test the poison. I have seen many naked men like you. It's no big deal."
"Why didn't you take the opportunity to escape?"
Tang Wan curled her lips and said, "The slave family also knows how to repay their kindness. You risked your life to save me. I can't be ungrateful."
After cleaning up, she gently massaged Que Xiu's chest to relieve congestion. "Fortunately, you took the 'Heart-Eating Poison-Destroying Pill', and the poison is not serious. It's just a sword made of blood. I lost too much blood. I'm afraid I need to take a good rest."
Que Xiu couldn't bear the beauty's tenderness and struggled to sit up. As expected, the world was spinning and he had to hold on to the wall for support.
"When a sword is transformed from blood, it should be sharpened with Qi as the main source and blood as the supplement. This will not only increase the lethality but also reduce self-damage."
Que Xiu was a little confused, "Why do you, a little girl, know so much?"
"The Nu family is extremely smart, and they can see through the secret of Kung Fu at a glance. What's wrong? Are you not convinced?"
"Okay, okay, I'll help you more by holding on to the wall, and think of a way to help me recover quickly."
"The herbs collected by the slave family to replenish blood and qi will definitely have miraculous effects."
Delayed for a day and started on the road again. Que Xiu looked pale, but his spirits were much better. Having learned from the past, I did not dare to go to the official road again, so I could only sneak through the small roads and hide my traces. After the last battle, the estrangement between them was eliminated and they became more harmonious.
After walking for a few more days, they arrived at the boundary of the capital. Tang Wan could not hide his yearning and excitement. "I heard that the capital is very prosperous. Brother, you must take me to eat, drink and have fun. Don't mess with me." She grabbed Que Xiu's sleeve.
"I have been living in the open air for the past few days, and I am more miserable than a nun. When I get to the capital, I will definitely eat for three days and book all the 'Beijing Yunlou'." Tang Wan talked with great interest, naming a series of delicacies, which made his own mouth water. It flowed down.
Que Xiu looked at the chirping little beauty, his tense mood slowly relaxed, and a question arose spontaneously. "I don't understand why someone is so persistent in chasing you?"
"It goes without saying that the Nu family is a big shot in the world and must have made many enemies."
"Although it is true, you have been in the world for more than 20 years and you have many enemies. But why did you choose this time to attack without mercy?"
Tang Wan was puzzled, "I can only say that the slave family has been in bad luck recently. I wonder what kind of plague god it caused?"
As I spoke, the sun was setting and the birds in the forest were frightened. Tang Wan's pretty brows furrowed, her expression downcast, "It's such a troubled time, no peace!"
Que Xiu looked far into the distance, seeing colorful clouds all over the sky and deep trees, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Among the seven demon-blood clans, there is the beast-blood clan. They are brave and warlike. According to legend, their ancestors were monsters from wild and poisonous lands. They can transform into beasts, have extremely high poison resistance, and are invulnerable. They are your and my nemesis."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew and black fog covered the sky and the earth. Que Xiu shouted, "Run!"
Tang Wan did not move, her eyes were calm, "He moves as fast as lightning, running away is useless!" She exchanged glances with Que Xiu, sat cross-legged, and soon fell into silence, with blue light gradually gathering around her body.
Que Xiu was so surprised that he had no time to think about it, because the gorilla wind hit his face and a beast howled, which was shocking. His right hand turned into a sword and flew forward to meet him. The two huge forces collided, covering an area of several feet, causing damage, breaking trees, and leveling them to the ground.
Que Xiu was shaken back ten feet, and a mouthful of salty water surged into his chest, almost spitting out. He held back forcefully and returned with electric fire. The man he was fighting was dressed in black, with a ferocious face, and his arms were naked and covered with golden scales.
Que Xiu swung his sword to slash, and the man met him with his bare hands. There was a sound of fighting, and the flames of Que Xiu's sword spurted out, surrounding the man. The heat spread and the forest burst into flames. The man roared, and the sound waves stirred up the airflow and dispersed the flames.
He leaped up, his arms wrapped around each other, his palms turned into beasts, and his fingers were like sharp knives. Que Xiu did not retreat, but suddenly moved forward, facing the embrace of death. When the opponent's fingers were about to wrap around his throat, he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the opponent in the chest. At the same time, a blood arrow spurted out of his mouth, turning into a red sharp blade, and hit the orc in the face. The man staggered back a few feet before stopping.
There was no injury on the man's chest, and he covered his face with his hands, with blood flowing down between his fingers. Que Xiu couldn't judge the opponent's injuries and didn't dare to step forward rashly. The man put down his hands and his face was covered in blood, which was even more terrifying. He burst into a long laugh, quite excited and quite happy.
His body emits a strange red light, which converges towards the top of his head. His hair stands on end, and pink steam rises, as if his blood is rapidly evaporating.
Que Xiu didn't know what kind of skill it was, so he could only raise his skill to the extreme, and the sword in his hand was as red as a stove rod. Suddenly, the orc lowered his head, like a furious bull, and rammed straight at him, as fast as lightning.
Que Xiu defended himself hastily, and the sword blade collided with his head, sparks bursting out. Que Xiu's feet suddenly collapsed, and then a huge force hit him, and his body flew into the air.
The man was invincible with his remaining strength, shoveled a ditch on the ground, and headed straight for Tang Wan. The beauty who had fallen into silence suddenly jumped up. Que Xiu transformed into a sword. The beauty held the sword and raised fire to the sky. A blue thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the orc's door. Immediately, the top of his head turned black, his whole body trembled, and he fell to the ground.
Que Xiu transformed into a human form and coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. "Is he dead?"
"Although lightning protection is his weakness, my skill is too weak, and it does not match your attributes, so the damage to him is limited. Maybe it's just a fainting."
Just as Que Xiu was about to step forward, Tang Wan stretched out his hand to stop him, "His unique move 'Demon Blood Rush' is very weak. He should be just a teenager. Let him go!"
Que Xiu thought to himself: "Is this powerful enough? I was almost beaten to death?" He turned to Tang Wan and looked closely at him: "The move you just used was clearly the spiritual chapter of the 'Four Soul Sutra', absorbing the thunder spiritual power left here. .Who are you? How many things are you hiding from me?"
Logan gritted his teeth and turned away without saying a word. Que Xiu followed behind and kept asking questions. Tang Wan was a little annoyed, "Brother, why are you nagging like a woman? I don't know about your problem and don't want to talk about it."
The mountain road is rugged. At the foot of the mountain, night falls and there is a dilapidated hut on the roadside. "It's getting late, just rest here!"
The house was neatly tidied but empty, perhaps it was a temporary resting place for the hunters. Tang Wan looked around but couldn't find anything to eat, so he had to pick fruits from the peach tree in the courtyard and ate until he was full.
Que Xiu's Qi and blood accumulate, and injuries are aggravated, so he needs to meditate on the spot to adjust his breathing. Logan's face suddenly darkened and he whispered: "He's chasing me again!"
Her fingertips touched the ground lightly, and the white light spread out like ripples...
