As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, Jin Mingyun suddenly stopped and his eyes locked on the group of people from a distance.
Zhao Zhiying took two steps and found that Jin Mingyun had not followed him. He followed his line of sight and looked over, "Isn't that someone from Fuxian Terrace?"
Jin Mingyun gave a slight "hmm" and strode forward.
Zhao Zhiying quickly grabbed him and said, "Sir Nephew Jin, don't walk so fast!"
The young man smiled and stood in front of him, blocking the way, "Since we happened to meet them, why not go and see what they are doing in Jianzong?"
Jin Mingyun walked around him without squinting, "I'm not interested. Master Zhao can go alone."
The young man in white was unyielding and came up with the truth, "I remember that the wife of the headmaster of Fuxian Terrace and elder Jun Jun were good sisters who were sworn to Jinlan. When nephew Jin met his elder, he did not go to meet him, but avoided the way. Many times It’s not etiquette!”
Hua Yujun, the elder of Taixuan Sword Sect, is also Jin Mingyun’s biological mother.
He just casually caught a glimpse of the people at Fuxian Terrace, and did not notice that the headmaster and his wife of Fuxian Terrace were also there. Being disturbed by Zhao Zhiying, he had to go even if he didn't want to go.
It's just that the people in Fuxian Terrace seemed to be arguing about something and didn't notice the arrival of the two people. Zhao Zhiying couldn't get in for a while, so he listened with his ears straightened up.
"Aren't we going to join the Sword Sect?" The female voice was gentle and hesitant.
Before the head of Fuxian Terrace could speak, a young man with red lips, white teeth and delicate features tugged on the head's sleeve and said, "Father, you promised me that you would come to Jianzong to propose marriage for me. Why are you so worried now that you haven't gone up the mountain yet?" Do you regret it?"
The young man's name is Bai Bingzhen, and he is the son of the master of Fuxian Terrace. He is not very young, but he is already in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. In today's world of cultivation where there are so many talents, he can be regarded as a genius.
The head of Fuxiantai and his wife had held him as an eyeball since they were young, so naturally they were reluctant to refuse any request.
only……
The head of Fuxian Terrace sighed slightly. Seeing the young man's sad face, he finally retreated, "Then let's go up the mountain and have a look!"
The young man loosened his fist, and his worry turned to joy.
The kind person who blocked the road before shook his head and said, "I would like to advise the master and his wife to think carefully. If the young master is really lucky enough to become a Taoist couple with Fairy Fu Zhu, I am afraid he will regret it in the future."
Zhao Zhiying and Jin Mingyun were both startled. They didn't expect that the gossip would be implicated in Fu Zhu.
Bai Bingzhen finally persuaded his parents, but when he saw someone causing trouble in front of him, the usually good-tempered boy became angry, "What's wrong with you? You're talking nonsense!"
Well-intentioned people advised me with good advice: "For thousands of years, among those who have practiced the ruthless way, only one person has killed his wife and achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven. That man from the Sword Sect cultivated the ruthless way. Fellow Taoist, please think twice!"
Bai Bingzhen's face suddenly turned pale.
The handsome monk in green shirt couldn't help but look here twice. When did the junior sister change to the ruthless path?
It was probably arranged randomly by someone who didn't know anything about it, but that's fine. Anyone who wants to confess to his junior sister has to weigh it carefully, fearing that the sharp sword of killing his husband and attaining enlightenment is hanging above his head.
The expressions of the Fuxiantai couple are even more ugly. They are just one child, and they will succeed as the head of Fuxiantai in the future. How can they be willing to let him be a stepping stone for others to ascend?
Seeing that they all listened, the kind-hearted man breathed out a sigh of relief, doing one good deed every day and implementing it perfectly.
He prepared to leave calmly.
"Huh? Jin Mingyun! Why are you here!"
The sudden screams disturbed everyone in Fuxian Terrace.
Jin Mingyun had to take two steps forward to greet the Bai family and his wife. Zhao Zhiying had a higher seniority, but the two of them were older, so he nodded politely.
The head lady of Fuxian Terrace was slightly happy in her eyes, and she had a thousand words to say to him. But the headmaster seemed to have something on his mind, "You just came down the mountain after talking about swords with Fairy Fu Zhu?"
He thought it was a rumor before, but now that he saw Jin Mingyun here, there was nothing he didn't understand.
Thinking of that earth-shattering fight, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
The head lady of Fuxiantai reacted immediately, still in shock. Her tone was gentle and watery, mixed with temptation, "That Fairy Fuzhu..."
Jin Mingyun said calmly: "Miss Fu Zhu has superb swordsmanship, and I am ashamed of herself."
Hearing this, the head lady of Fuxian Terrace felt her eyes darken. This marriage must never be concluded. If one day she really gets angry and Fairy Fu Zhu comes down with her sword, how can she still survive?
"Husband, let's go back to Fuxian Terrace early and pretend we have never been to Jianzong." Even Jin Mingyun's thoughts of reminiscing about the past are gone.
The couple pressed down on Bai Bingzhen, who still refused to give up, and left in a hurry.
Zhao Zhiying looked away, only to see Jin Mingyun looking at the road up Zhenshan Mountain, fascinated.
The young man spread his fingers and waved them in front of him, "What are you looking at?"
"There was a sword cultivator in blue shirt who went up the mountain just now." Jin Mingyun said.
Zhao Zhiying didn't take it seriously, "This is the Sword Sect. It's normal for a sword cultivator to go up the mountain. It would be strange if there were no sword cultivators!"
Jin Mingyun explained: "That sword cultivator is less than a hundred years old and is already a Nascent Soul." Next to him was a girl who was also wearing a green shirt. She was covered with white gauze and her aura was the same as that of a mortal.
Really strange.
Zhao Zhiying was silent for a long time, and finally said something, "This Sword Sect is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!"
Jin Mingyun's century-old Nascent Soul is almost unmatched by anyone, but he didn't expect that one would just appear.
What about Miss Fu Zhu?
Twenty-five years of Nascent Soul, thirty years of Nascent Soul, or forty years of Nascent Soul?
But there is no doubt that she will give birth to a baby within a hundred years.
Jin Mingyun rarely agreed with Zhao Zhiying, "It is true that Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon."
Just like Miss Fu Zhu's senior brother, his cultivation is so high that people look up to him.
…
There was a Qingshuang Sword lying in front of Li Wuxia. He supported the frail woman, "If we go to Xuanjian Peak, we have to wield a sword. Miss Lan Ruo, please remember to hold on tight to me."
Zhuang Lanruo's pair of autumn eyes under her veil showed a faint smile, "I remember."
Only then did Li Wuxia feel relieved and activated the sword technique.
Although it was already spring and the ice and snow had melted, the spring cold was severe. Zhuang Lanruo, who was wearing thin clothes, couldn't bear it and her lips turned white.
When we arrived at Xuanjian Peak, it seemed even colder. She couldn't help but shiver, and Li Wuxia quickly put on a fox fur cloak for her, saying in an annoyed tone, "It's all my fault that I forgot that Miss Lan Ruo is a mortal. Are you a little warmer now?"
Zhuang Lanruo forced out a smile and said, "It's better."
Wrapping up her cloak tightly, Zhuang Lanruo looked at Xuanjian Peak calmly.
The mountain of Xuanjian Peak is extremely dangerous, but the top of the mountain is gentle and open. The rocks are exposed and no tall trees grow, and bluegrass grows randomly in the cracks of the rocks.
There are several small courtyards built in the distance.
The cold wind brought a piece of snow-white apricot blossom.
Zhuang Lanruo raised her hand to catch the soft petals and smiled, "The apricot flowers are in bloom this season. I want to see them."
Li Wuxia said: "On Xuanjian Peak, there is only an apricot tree planted in the courtyard of Junior Sister."
Zhuang Lanruo was slightly disappointed, "That's it..."
"It's just an apricot tree. Miss Zhuang, would you like to sit in my yard?"
The girl holding apricot flowers came slowly and said with a smile: "Third Senior Brother, Master is looking for you."
