Xie Fu walked quickly and suddenly turned his head and said: "By the way, I forgot to remind you, don't be too greedy when choosing a wife. You must fight hard to marry her home, so as not to come back empty-handed."
Everyone heard this and said, "There are still these rules."
Generally speaking, those who can pass the seven levels are extremely talented in literature and martial arts. Taking Xie Fu as an example, in addition to the real person Dongji, the nine fairies holding the nine weapons can marry whomever they want.
This rule is not too difficult, but for the Crouching Dragon, Phoenix, and Three Lucky Treasures, it is a threshold.
After passing the star-catching platform, there is a step path going down. It turns out that the star-catching platform is the highest point of Shenwu Peak, and the fairy lives at the back of the mountain.
Under the pale moonlight, looking down from a high place, I saw a strip of scattered lights in the darkness, including houses in alleys and fireworks on the terraces.
Just looking at the lights, Xie Fu suddenly felt warm in his heart. The divine peak was higher than someone's house, and there were lights in front of the house.
When I came to the mountain gate, I saw a heavy door open. It was far less majestic than the Nine-fold Gate of Wenting in Lingshan, but it was a bit more clean and dust-free than the Shenshan Temple.
A pair of lanterns hung on the left and right sides of the door, shining with golden candlelight. There was a stone plaque above with the four characters "Qicai Yuntian" written in seal script.
Looking at this door, Xie Fu felt more grounded.
As soon as he entered the mountain gate, Fu Xie smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, walked through a path of fallen flowers, and came to a spacious courtyard.
Suddenly, I saw candlelight falling everywhere, the scent of incense lingering in the air, and bright plain shadows like Chang'e in the Moon Palace, passing through them.
The crisp and melodious laughter came along with the faint fragrance of her daughter.
Under the scent of mist, it seems that the fairies are preparing a birthday banquet for the Queen Mother.
Xie Fu took a closer look and realized that they were busy preparing the incense table and preparing to worship the moon.
Some are still laying out fruit plates and pastries, while others are already holding sandalwood in their hands and kneeling on the worship mats to worship the moon.
This scene fell into Xie Fu's eyes, and he felt full of human life.
There is a saying that beauty is seen under the moon, with all kinds of charms. The more I look at it, the more I see it, I see these little fairies, all of them have snow-white skin.
Or they are isolated from the world, untainted by the world, and each of them has clear eyes and a pure and dustless charm.
Xie Fu chuckled, how could he not be happy to bring such a little fairy home.
Who can sit idle when they see the moon? Who can hear the lamp but not look at it?
Xie Fu was looking at them, and these little fairies also put down their work and came to look at Xie Fu.
They had long heard that there was a man who passed through seven levels and came to Colorful Cloud Sky. They must know that it had been twenty-one years since the last time a man came to Colorful Cloud Sky.
Men are a particularly novel existence to these little fairies.
Some looked curiously and boldly, while others looked quietly and secretly. As they watched, their faces blushed a little shyly, and they put their fingers to their mouths and bit them gently, a little tremblingly.
Xie Fu didn't feel like a slut at all. Instead, he felt that this was a natural expression of his daughter's purity. He held his hands in greeting as a greeting.
Or maybe they felt that Xie Fu's move was humorous and dull, so the girls couldn't help but burst into moving laughter like silver bells. The laughter was so refreshing that it made people deeply intoxicated.
A bold man walked forward in small steps and greeted Wu Yingzi: "Uncle Martial Master." But his eyes lightly glanced at Fu Xie.
With his beautiful eyes and flowing eyes, Xie Fu became the focus of so many women's eyes for the first time in his life, but he felt a little embarrassed to be noticed.
He paused his clothes and smoothed the wrinkles on his body: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
As soon as these words came out, all the little fairies chuckled again.
Following Wu Yingzi through this place of moon worship where the incense table was secretly set up, Xie Fu still felt that his back was burned by the gazes.
Wu Yingzi said lightly: "Many of them have never seen a man before, so they are very curious about you."
Xie Fu asked: "Wu Xianzi, have you ever seen a man?"
Wu Yingzi turned around and said proudly: "I've seen it before!"
Xie Fu chuckled: "I've seen it before, so there's no need to be so fierce."
Seeing that he was covered in blood but with a smile on his face, Wu Yingzi felt a strange feeling in her heart and said lightly: "Wipe the blood off your face."
Xie Fu wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve and said, "Maybe they were laughing at my sloppy appearance just now. It's really embarrassing."
As I walk, I become more elegant and quiet.
Seeing the clouds, windows and moonlight all around, Xie Fu's heart felt warm. This is the place where Xiaoyun lived when she was a child. No wonder she gave birth to such a beautiful woman, like a piece of jade from Kunshan.
She would be surprised when she saw me looking for her. Thinking of this, Mr. Xie couldn't help but smile.
Wu Yingzi seemed to be walking on tiptoes, making no sound under her feet. Under her influence, Xie Fu, who was walking broadly, also relaxed his steps.
Arriving at a courtyard, it was so quiet that Wu Yingzi stopped.
Xie Fu was curious whether Xiao Yun had made any mistakes and was imprisoned if she lived in a place like this.
Wu Yingzi took a deep breath and pointed forward: "The person you want to see is inside."
Xie Fu looked around and saw a hall ahead. A pair of white lanterns hung at the door, with a faint light on. The three characters "Hall of Heroes" could be seen dimly above.
Xie Fu's heart trembled, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition. He walked quickly, comforting himself secretly that Xiaoyun must have made some mistake, so he was punished here to think about it.
Like before, if he made any mistakes, he would be punished by kneeling before the ancestors' souls to reflect on his mistakes.
As soon as I stepped into the threshold, I saw densely packed spiritual tablets enshrined on a row of white candles in front of me. The scene was extremely solemn.
Xie Fu's heart was pounding faster and he didn't dare to look at the spiritual tablets. Instead, he glanced around and tremblingly called out: "Xiao Yun."
The two of them were empty, without a shadow or sound.
Xie Fu took a deep breath and looked at the spiritual tablets, and at a glance he saw the spiritual tablet with Sima Yunxue written on it.
My mind felt like being struck by lightning, my whole body felt weak, and I almost fainted.
The man walked over slowly, holding Sima Yunxue's spiritual tablet in both hands.
Xie Fu suddenly couldn't hold up the stiff and cold wooden tentacles. He collapsed on the ground, hugged the spirit tablet tightly and cried loudly.
Wu Yingzi, who was standing at the door, was surprised, thinking that he was covered in blood and his veins were broken after being beaten by his master. He was still talking and laughing, but now he was crying like a child.
Wu Yingzi couldn't bear it, but didn't know what to say.
A gentle figure like a painting appeared silently next to Wu Yingzi, looking at the man who was crying heartbrokenly.
Wu Yingzi looked at him in surprise, why is the little junior uncle here?
Sima Yuntai said: "Why are you crying?"
Xie Fu was already crying uncontrollably. Hearing the voice, he held the spiritual tablet to his face and said, "Why are you doing this to me..."
Suddenly he was startled and looked toward the door, and saw a woman standing next to Wu Yingzi. Her body was as soft as silk, her clothes were fluttering like fallen leaves, and her green hair was rippling in the breeze, like the smoke from the clouds. She was a fairy transformed into a human being.
Xie Fu was stunned and stopped crying immediately.
Sima Yuntai walked gently to Fu Xie with a smile on her face and asked softly: "Why are you crying?"
Xie Fu cried so hard just now that he choked and burst into tears, and a string of mucus came out and hung on his mouth.
The corners of Sima Yuntai's mouth curled up deeply and she laughed, but her beautiful eyes shed tears silently.
Xie Fu asked: "Are you... a human or a ghost?" At this moment, his voice was hoarse from crying.
Sima Yuntai stretched out a pair of Rouyi to hold Xie Fu's face, wiped the tears and snot from Xie Fu's face with his soft thumbs, and said softly: "What do you think?"
Xie Fu was stunned for a while, letting Sima Yuntai wipe the tears and snot from his face. Suddenly he reached out and grabbed her wrist with one hand, put the tip of her finger into his mouth and bit it.
Sima Yuntai's dark eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but her smile remained unchanged: "Master, why are you crying?"
"I cried for you to die and never see you again."
Tears fell down Sima Yuntai's cheeks. At this moment, she was extremely happy inside, but she couldn't stop her tears for some reason. Maybe seeing Xie Fu crying made her want to cry too.
"Fool, I'm not here."
Xie Fu suddenly hugged her and said with trembling lips: "I'm so scared."
It turns out that this is him who is not even afraid of ghosts. His biggest fear is that she will die.
Sima Yuntai felt a fire in her chest and hugged Xie Fu tightly.
Fu Xie rubbed his wet face against Sima Yuntai's beautiful face, rubbed it, and kissed Sima Yuntai's red lips with his lips still stained with snot.
Sima Yuntai did not avoid it and responded fiercely. He cried so much that his heart broke just now. She wanted to comfort him and bring him all the happiness.
Shenwu Peak Qicaiyuntian is an ancient Taoist sect. It is proficient in the four martial arts of flowing and static. Because she is a female cultivator, she is especially good at the moving and moving martial arts.
At this moment, a pair of cherry lips and a touch of lilac are enough to make Xie Fu so intoxicated that he has no idea that he is in heaven and on earth.
When Wu Yingzi saw her junior uncle having a passionate kiss with this man in the Hall of Heroes, she wanted to remind him that this was the Hall of Heroes.
Finally, he turned his back and listened to the breathing movement behind him, his face slowly turned red.
Xie Fu was so passionate that he untied her belt and said, "Xiaoyun, I want you, I want you to be my woman."
These words brought clarity to Sima Yuntai's heart. With a gentle push, he pushed Xie Fu to sit on the ground, standing tall and graceful, with a noble posture, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Xie Fu stood up suddenly, "Of course I'm here to find you."
Sima Yuntai was about to respond when he suddenly saw Xie Fu covered in blood and said with murderous intent: "Who beat him like this?"
Wu Yingzi just turned around and responded respectfully: "Back to my junior uncle, it was my uncle who beat me."
Sima Yuntai was surprised: "Master?" Then he looked at Fu Xie and asked: "Did you kill him along the way?"
Xie Fu said proudly: "Of course, no one can stop me. God will kill the god, and Buddha will kill the Buddha."
Sima Yuntai gritted his teeth and said: "You fool, you are on the Shenwu Peak. If you try to block the gods and kill the gods, and if the Buddha blocks the Buddha, you can't even defeat me. You are simply seeking your own death."
As he spoke, the man came close to Xie Fu, one hand was on his wrist, and the other hand was holding his lower abdomen. The true energy penetrated from his Qi point and traveled through Xie Fu's veins.
After a moment, his expression changed: "Your meridians are broken, and you will become a cripple even if you don't die."
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Thank you to Brother [Weibei Youdou] for once again rewarding an alliance leader. I am very grateful.
Regarding the four sisters, I don’t know if I like this kind of sibling relationship. Due to the restrictions everywhere, currently only Wen Renling has the possibility.
Of course, even Wen Renling focuses more on the relationship between brother and sister, downplaying the personal relationship and leaving a bond first.
From the identities of the four sisters, horses, weapons and armor, and food and grass, we can also see that there are some foreshadowings left.
The King of Weapons, who wants to build an army with invincible equipment, will write about it later.
As for the four sisters, do you want to have backup in July? Personally, I think it is more tender to retain the pure sibling relationship.
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