"The Holy Son of Heaven in this world is the first person in the mainland to build a perfect foundation in thousands of years!"
The apprenticeship ceremony has ended, and the news is spreading in all directions with Zhongzhou as the center as quickly as possible.
Jian Wushuang, on the other hand, took Xiaoxue's little hand and headed towards his chariot.
"Wushuang Holy Son, please wait a moment." Fairy Xiyue spoke and floated over gently, her beautiful eyes full of admiration.
"If the Wushuang Holy Son has time, don't forget to come to Yin Yang Holy Land as a guest. Xiyue will definitely sweep the couch to welcome the Wushuang Holy Son."
Xiyue's eyes were charming and seductive, with an extremely charming expression.
"Yes." Jian Wushuang responded calmly: "I'll make sure you have time. Say goodbye."
Immediately, he took Xiaoxue and left.
Looking at Jian Wushuang's retreating back, Xiyue's beautiful eyes sparkled, as if she was thinking about how to take down this peerless monster.
In front of the chariot, looking at the horrified dragon at his feet and the luxurious chariot in front of him, Xiaoxue felt very nervous and at a loss, and could only hold Jian Wushuang's hand tightly.
"Don't be afraid Xiaoxue, become my disciple, no one will dare to bully you anymore."
Jian Wushuang smiled tenderly, hugged her in his arms, and took her onto the chariot.
Liu Mengyao on the side didn't understand why Jian Wushuang would accept a mortal body, but he didn't ask any more questions and prepared to follow him into the chariot.
"Holy girl, the space in the chariot is limited and it is already full. Otherwise, you should follow the elder to ride in the clouds and mist." (The protagonist's attitude towards Liu Mengyao was revised in the previous chapters. The current attitude shall prevail)
As soon as Liu Mengyao stepped onto the chariot, she heard Jian Wushuang's indifferent voice, which made her look slightly stiff.
She set her sights on Xiaoxue and was very puzzled. In Jian Wushuang's heart, she, a saint, could not compare to a little beggar?
What happened to Jian Wushuang after he broke through the perfect foundation? Has his character changed so drastically?
"Roar~"
The roar of the dragon shook the sky, and the chariot flew away into the sky, rushing towards the sky.
"Brother Immortal...Master, the look from that Immortal sister just now was so terrifying."
In the chariot, Xiaoxue raised her head from Jian Wushuang's arms and spoke weakly.
"Ignore her, and don't get too close to her in the future. She is not a good person."
Jian Wushuang comforted.
"oh."
The little girl nodded and obeyed Jian Wushuang's words.
"I don't know why, but I feel like I have a deep entanglement with that immortal sister..."
Xiaoxue's voice was very low. This was the doubt deep in her heart. Jian Wushuang heard it and didn't care.
Xiaoxue is just a mortal, and she must have no connection with a proud woman like Liu Mengyao.
It was already late at night when we returned to the Peach Blossom Valley. Looking at the countless peach blossoms in front of us, Xiaoxue was obviously very excited.
"Immortal...Master, it's already winter outside, why are the peach blossoms still blooming here?"
Xiaoxue pointed to the peach blossoms in the valley and said in surprise.
"Because this area is protected by the spiritual formation, it can maintain spring-like conditions all year round. The peach blossoms here are not ordinary peach blossoms. They can bloom all the time."
Jian Wushuang explained, he came over and gently stroked Xiaoxue's hair with a doting smile on his face.
Behind the two of them, Liu Mengyao was panicking. She didn't know why, but at this moment, her heart felt empty, as if something important had been lost.
"Xiaoxue, as my disciple, you can't wear these dirty clothes. Come on, Master will take you to bathe and change clothes."
Jian Wushuang said with a smile, holding Xiaoxue's hand and heading towards the pool.
The water pool is extremely clear, with spiritual spring water flowing in it, exuding a rich aroma.
This is a pool formed by the unique spiritual veins of the Holy Land. The spiritual spring water inside contains extremely pure spiritual power. A monk who soaks in it can get twice the result with half the effort and prolong his life.
The spiritual energy is lingering, the water is sparkling, and the spiritual energy is astounding, making people intoxicated.
"Xiaoxue, can you wash it yourself?"
"Master, this is Xiaoxuehui."
Xiaoxue smiled sweetly, with a hint of shyness on her childish face.
"Okay, I'll go out first and put the clothes here. You can wash them slowly and make them clean."
After saying that, Jian Wushuang retreated and came under the bright moonlight.
Liu Mengyao was still standing here. When she saw Jian Wushuang coming out, she finally couldn't suppress her thoughts.
"Elder brother, you used to like Mengyao so much, why are you so indifferent to Mengyao now?"
Liu Mengyao bit her red lips and stared at Jian Wushuang's profile, her eyes red and pitiful.
Jian Wushuang didn't seem to see the beauty sad, but looked up at the moonlight.
"Have you really liked me?"
Jian Wushuang sighed softly, slowly turned around and looked at the beauty in front of him.
"Eldest brother...what nonsense are you talking about? How could Mengyao not like you?"
Liu Mengyao became anxious, fearing that Jian Wushuang would not believe it, so she took off her veil again.
The girl under the moonlight has skin that can be broken by blows, delicate facial features, crescent-shaped eyebrows, beautiful nose and cherry lips, just like a goddess from the Nine Heavens, and is extremely beautiful.
If it were his previous life, Jian Wushuang would definitely be so confused that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.
But this life is different from the past. Jian Wushuang has seen through everything long ago and is determined. Even if the beauty dazzles the country and the city, he will not be moved.
"Go away. I don't want to see you again. If you continue to stay here, I might kill you one day."
He said coldly, without any emotion. This sentence was more like stating a fact.
Hearing this, Liu Mengyao's delicate body trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.
"Big brother..."
"hehe!"
Jian Wushuang shook his head and said nothing. He turned around and looked at the moonlight, but his eyes gradually dimmed.
Jian Wushuang knew that it was his eighteen-year-old self. At that age, he loved Liu Mengyao so much that he was willing to give everything for her.
There will always be regrets.
But everything has changed.
Since ancient times, passion has always been annoyed by ruthlessness.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Mengyao's figure had disappeared, and Xiaoxue's figure appeared.
After Jian Wushuang's treatment, cleaning with spiritual spring water, and putting on a beautiful dress, the little guy has completely changed his appearance.
"Master!"
she shouted timidly.
Jian Wushuang looked over and immediately smiled. Xiaoxue in this outfit now looked like a little princess, except that she was still a little thin. She looked completely different from the little beggar.
"Xiaoxue, you are very beautiful now." Jian Wushuang said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master!" Xiaoxue smiled sweetly, showing her white and neat teeth.
"Hahaha, okay, then Xiaoxue, let's become a disciple now. After becoming a disciple, you will be my only disciple."
"Yeah." Xiaoxue quickly knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.
"Master, please bow down three times, my disciple!"
She shouted respectfully and kowtowed three times.
"Wow~"
A gust of wind blew down several peach blossoms, and one of them just happened to float next to Xiaoxue.
She stretched out her hand and caught the peach blossom, blinking at Jian Wushuang with a faint smile on her lips.
"This peach blossom is given to Master. I hope Master will always be happy."
Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, took the peach blossom, and inserted it into Xiaoxue's hair.
"My teacher also hopes that Xiaoxue will always be happy."
This night was Xiaoxue's happiest moment. She had a master and a home, and she no longer needed to wander.
I am a mere speck of dust, but he is an immortal in heaven.
They worshiped the master under the peach blossom tree, and their fates intertwined from then on.
There are many catastrophes on the road to becoming an immortal, so let's go hand in hand to conquer the imperial level.
There are countless flowers blooming and falling, and it has been thousands of years since I looked back on this world.
