Chapter 1272 Love is not available
In the far east of the Western Spiritual World, close to the Spiritual Power Sea, a huge mountain peak stands tall.
On the top of the mountain, in addition to countless caves, there are also many splendid attics.
This mountain peak is called "Moon Peak".
When the bright moon rises over the sea, the spiritual gate can embrace it.
This is the origin of the name Lanyue Peak.
Here is the main altar of Hehe Lingmen.
The cave is unknown, but the attic is famous.
Shufeng Pavilion is where Feng Caiwei, one of the four envoys of Lingmen, lives.
Shufeng Pavilion is located tens of feet down from the peak of Lan Yue Peak to the east. Linlei Pavilion to the north, Guanyun Pavilion to the west and Jingdian Pavilion to the south guard a huge tower on the peak.
This huge tower, with a height of seventy-seven and forty-nine floors, is called "Juling Tower". It is a symbol of the true power of the Ling Sect. The leader of the Ling Sect, Lingzun, is in retreat at the top of the Spirit Gathering Pagoda.
In addition to the fixed titles of Four Envoys, Thirty-Six Commanders, and Seventy-Two Generals, the Ling Sect also has a group of elders and deacons in the main altar, which was approved by the Ling Mo Palace.
In terms of status and power, it goes without saying that deacons, even elders, are slightly inferior to spiritual generals.
In Lingjiang's territory, there are also people in charge of affairs, collectively called deacons, but compared with the deacons of the main altar, they are naturally not on the same level.
The power of the elders of Lingmen is almost limited to the main altar of Lingmen. They have no control over the four envoys, thirty-six commanders and seventy-two generals. However, in this Lingmen general altar, the four envoys are not counted, and the thirty-six commanders and The seventy-two generals still had to give these elders some face and did not dare to offend them too much.
After all, they are almost all people who give orders on behalf of the spirit master.
The Spiritual Demon Palace tacitly approved the establishment of elders and deacons by the Spiritual Sect, and treated the Demonic Sect equally.
As long as the Supreme Order is not issued, except for the four envoys to defend the main altar, the thirty-sixth commander and the seventy-two generals will not stay in the main altar. They all have their own fiefdoms.
The other pavilions on Lan Yue Peak are where the members of the elders live, and those caves are naturally prepared for the elite disciples of the Ling Sect.
In the Lingmen General Altar, countless spiritual men hope to join the elders one day, even if they become a deacon of the general altar. They have no ability to change the pattern of the four envoys, the thirty-six commanders, and the seventy-two generals. They can only serve for This struggle lasts a lifetime, because elders and deacons have salaries, while spiritual men's salaries are pitifully small, making it difficult to maintain their daily cultivation needs.
Even if one of the four envoys, thirty-six commanders, and seventy-two generals unfortunately dies, he will have to be replaced by someone designated by the Spirit Demon Palace. Even the Spirit Lord cannot make the decision.
As for those spiritual warriors, they are a bit far away, so let’s become spiritual warriors first!
On weekdays, Lan Yue Peak is very peaceful unless a supreme order is issued.
But during this period of time, in the absence of the Supreme Order, Lan Yue Peak has been unusually noisy, with many spiritual commanders and generals coming from thousands of miles away.
To be precise, Shufeng Pavilion was a bit lively.
In the courtyard inside Shufeng Pavilion, there is an Eight Immortals table with two rows of people sitting on both sides.
These people are all men and women wearing gorgeous clothes. At this moment, everyone is discussing something in a low voice.
"An eight-hundred-year-old red lotus. Who gave it to you? Do you have any clues there?"
"A bottle of Shengsheng Dan, a total of eighteen pills. Who gave this to me?"
They were actually compiling a gift list!
The strange thing is that when the gift arrived, the person who gave it did not leave a name.
Because of this matter, these Shufeng Pavilion disciples were so worried that they lost their heads.
Their pavilion master, Feng Caiwei, the master of Lingmen Feng Caiwei, has always had close contacts with many important people. This matter is not a secret in Shufeng Pavilion, but these disciples dare not talk about it casually.
The wind envoy returned seriously injured, frightening all the disciples of Shufeng Pavilion. .
However, Feng Caiwei issued a strict order. Without her approval, she would not see anyone, and she would retreat to heal her wounds.
At the same time, she also explained that if someone comes with a gift, leave the gift and write down the name. As for the person, just drive them away.
At the beginning,
The disciples did not take it seriously, but not long after, spirit commanders and spirit generals really came one after another, asking to visit the Wind Envoy. The disciples in charge of reception could only follow the order, saying that the master of the pavilion wanted to retreat to heal his wounds and declined any requests. People visit.
Those important figures left with regret, but the gifts remained. The disciples followed Feng Caiwei's instructions and wrote down their names.
But then things got a little out of hand.
Although no adults came to the door, many gifts would appear in the courtyard of Shufeng Pavilion every day.
The disciples of Shufeng Pavilion realized that something was wrong. They accepted the gift but did not know who gave it to them. The master of the pavilion blamed them, and they suffered a lot.
They immediately took action, spreading out multiple informants, working in shifts day and night, hiding in the dark, and finally brought the situation under control.
However, some powerful people still avoided their eyes, which made them a little confused. They could only guess which god sent the gift based on multiple sources.
The gift-giving turmoil lasted for nearly a month and finally subsided. The disciples were also busy for nearly a month, but there were still many people on the gift-giving list who had not received their gifts.
A few days later, Lei Envoy came to visit. The disciples did not dare to be careless, so they asked Feng Caiwei's maid to ask for instructions.
The maid did as she was told and brought back only four words.
Not at all, this is Feng Caiwei's attitude.
The Thunder Envoy did not embarrass the disciples, left the gifts and left. The Yun Envoy and the Dian Envoy who later visited also suffered the same fate.
That night, Shufeng Pavilion was relatively calm.
A figure cut through the night sky and rushed directly into Feng Caiwei's retreat without attracting anyone's attention.
Feng Caiwei sat cross-legged on the bed. She had been healing her wounds during this period, but she had too much hatred in her heart and had little effect.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Lingmen Lingzun. Feng Caiwei could block others, but she couldn't block this one.
The Spirit Master slowly walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at Feng Caiwei, and said softly: "You are still so strong. There is no need to rush into the battle with the Demon Sect..."
As soon as he said this, Feng Caiwei knew that he had learned about her distress in the Nanling Mountains.
The spiritual master asked again: "Are your injuries serious?"
Feng Caiwei shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter, it will heal after a while."
The Spirit Master sighed and said, "You, your stubborn temper has not changed at all. Come on, take this pill..."
Feng Caiwei's eyes flashed, but she swallowed the pill brought to her mouth without any hesitation.
She didn't know what kind of elixir it was, but after a warm current passed through her mouth, she felt much better, and the injuries in her body improved a lot. She didn't need to ask, but she knew that this elixir must be extremely precious.
The spiritual master suddenly sighed and said, "It's all my fault for you. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be in the situation you are in today."
Feng Caiwei's heart skipped a beat and she said in a panic: "Your Majesty, where did you start with these words?"
"You still don't understand. I have only truly loved one person in my life... Unfortunately, I am destined to live up to her in this life... Xiaowei, I..."
Women are all the same. They will never forget their first man throughout their lives, even if the man used coercive means to force them to submit.
Feng Caiwei once didn't have the courage to live. Later, more and more men surrounded her. She also made full use of her most primitive capital, getting wind and rain, but she felt even more empty and lonely in her heart. This man has always been her obsession.
She gets revenge on him, but in the end it becomes even harder to let him go.
"You...you..." Feng Caiwei almost cried, and only in front of him would she suddenly become extremely vulnerable.
The Spirit Master stretched out his hand and gently touched her cheek.
Feng Caiwei didn't avoid it. She knew that she really didn't have the ability.
It's really ridiculous to think about it. She ruined herself so much because she hated this man, wanted to disgrace him, wanted to hurt his heart, and wanted to
One day he confessed for the mistakes he had made and asked him to kneel in front of him and beg for his forgiveness.
But what happens in the end?
As long as he appeared in front of her, her hatred for him disappeared completely. As long as he hooked his finger, she would pounce on the opportunity like a moth to a flame, even if she fell into the abyss, she didn't care.
Unknowingly, Feng Caiwei leaned against Ling Zun's chest.
The spirit master narrowed his eyes slightly, hugged her with one hand, and gently stroked her back with the other hand.
At this moment, in Feng Caiwei's heart, there is only happiness and sweetness.
"Can your body and bones bear the pain?" After a long time, the Spirit Master asked softly.
Feng Caiwei understood what he meant. She didn't speak, but answered him with actions.
She kissed him.
The spirit master's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he quietly put a hand into Feng Caiwei's clothes.
Feng Caiwei's movements became more and more violent, and it was obvious that she was very emotional.
But at this moment, Lingzun trembled and pushed her away.
"What...what happened?" Feng Caiwei was a little confused and a little angry.
"Xiaowei, I suddenly have something very important. I will come back to you in the future."
Before he finished speaking, the figure of Ling Zun disappeared from Feng Caiwei's eyes.
"You bastard, you bastard..." Feng Caiwei thumped on the bed, the overwhelming anger rising in her heart again.
As soon as the spirit master walked away, the maid came. Seeing that there was no sound inside, she walked directly in.
"Miss--"
Seeing Feng Caiwei lying motionless on the bed, the maid was frightened and walked over while shouting.
"You're back?"
When they reached the bed, they heard Feng Caiwei murmuring in a daze, and then saw her jump up.
The maid was startled, but was quickly pulled onto the bed by Feng Caiwei.
Feng Caiwei pressed her on the bed and beat her several times on the chest.
"Ah!" The maid was so painful that she burst into tears. She held back for a moment and finally couldn't control her cry.
Feng Caiwei felt something strange and couldn't help but grab a handful in her hand, but the maid's scream completely brought her back from her thoughts.
"why you?"
Feng Caiwei was a little embarrassed and quickly jumped out of bed.
Um? Did the lady treat me as someone else? not good! The injuries on the young lady's body were so severe that she was hallucinating!
The maid endured the pain and got out of bed.
"Xiaochi, I have nothing to do. Please step back first."
Feng Caiwei turned her back and felt slightly uncomfortable recalling that she had just regarded Xiaochi as the heartless man.
Xiaochi immediately resigned, but as soon as he lifted his feet, he remembered that he had something to report.
"Miss, Senior Huo is here, can you see him?"
"Senior Huo?" Feng Caiwei muttered, and after a moment of silence, she softly said: "Let him come in!"
"yes."
Xiaochi retreated in panic.
She did not pick up the visitor in person, but called a disciple to convey the message on her behalf.
After returning to the room, Xiaochi sat down on the edge of the bed. Until now, her heart was still pounding.
She untied her clothes and saw some redness and swelling on them, and the pain was still there, and she couldn't help but hissed.
Recalling the scene just now, especially Feng Caiwei's grabbing, made her feel ashamed, but some strange feelings rippled in her heart.
She put her hands up involuntarily, and then slowly fell down on the bed.
