Real Young Master vs. Fake Daughter—Part 3 (Song Yu, Jiang Yue)

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The haze scattered colors, the sun and the moon shook. On this day, a small family of immortal cultivators located in the easternmost part of the Taigu Continent was surrounded by glow. The immortal beasts cried together, and a strange image suddenly appeared. The next second, a baby cried.

The housekeeper rushed out: "Master, it's happening, it's happening!"

The patriarch was surprised: "My son was born?"

The housekeeper nodded repeatedly, and the clan leader stood up and ran to the house. The good news spread throughout the clan that the clan leader's wife had given birth to a young son.

Six years later, spiritual root test.

The sky is gloomy, the strong wind blows the brocade clothes floating, and the spiritual roots and attributes on the soul board are according to their positions.

The great elder stroked his beard and smiled: "My lord, you just need to put your hand up and concentrate on feeling it."

The young master nodded solemnly, put his hand on it, and closed his eyes.

The onlookers unconsciously relaxed their breathing.

One moment, two moments, three moments, and the next second, a purple beam of light rose into the sky.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, and they stared blankly at the purple pillar of thunder tearing apart the sky, and murmured: "Lei Linggen, super grade!"

The patriarch laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, okay!"

The young master opened his eyes and looked at the light pillar, his eyes gradually changing from surprise to indifference.

A few days later,

The first sect of Taigu, Shangxian Sect, came, and the young master said goodbye to his parents and left.

Immortal Sect pays great attention to its master, and soon, the head of Shangxian Sect held a ceremony to accept disciples - the closed disciple, Ji Chen, was given the Taoist title Yuqing.

The headmaster asserted: "For this son, cultivating Taoism is his destiny."

The facts are as they say, Ji Chen is extremely talented, he entered Taoism in half a day, built the foundation in five years, received twenty-five golden elixirs, and became a Nascent Soul at the age of fifty.

In just fifty years, he went from being a mortal cultivator to a great Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the day Ji Chen left the customs, the sun rose in the east and colorful clouds filled the sky. He was dressed in black clothes and slowly descended from Luoxia Peak to the mountainside. He heard the sound of fighting coming from the forest:

"How dare you covet Senior Brother? Beat me up!"

"Senior Sister Jiang, I don't...ah!"

"Go away, who is your senior sister! Who are you to call me senior sister?"



'Click',

The shoes broke dead branches, and the boys and girls turned their heads.

In the bamboo forest, there were four or five boys and girls standing, about fifteen or sixteen years old. The girl in front had a beautiful face, holding a long scarlet whip in her hand, facing the girl who was kneeling on the ground in embarrassment.

The girl hit the ground with her long whip and raised her chin: "Who are you? What do you want to do? Save her?"

Hearing this, the girl covered in blood on the ground couldn't help but look expectantly.

Ji Chen shook his head, his eyes fell on her familiar face, and after a long while, he slowly said: "Is your surname Jiang?"

The girl couldn't help frowning, looking him around, and pursed her lips: "Jiang Yue. Let me tell you, this girl shamelessly coveted my senior brother first. If you want to stand up for her, you should inquire first before coming!"

Ji Chen shook his head gently: "I'm not here for her."

Jiang Yue frowned: "Then you..."

He was thinking in his mind that there were countless disciples in the sect, but this person did not wear disciple clothes, and was wearing mysterious clothes without any markings. Which peak did he belong to?

Ji Chen stepped forward, and under Jiang Yue's confused gaze, he raised his hand and landed on her head: "I'm here for you."

Jiang Yue:? ? ?

Several boys and girls gathered around:? ? ?

As the daughter of a sect elder, Jiang Yue has been pampered since she was a child. As a single-line fire spirit root, she is even worshiped by the master of Lotus Peak. However, her temper is too fiery and she often gets into trouble. She is not particularly troubled by many sect disciples. joy.

Elder Jiang warned her repeatedly, but to no avail, the little girl still went her own way.

Today, Jiang Yue found out that a certain outer sect disciple was courting his senior brother, and the senior brother responded in return. In a bad mood, he blocked the person on the road and gave him a lesson.

She thought to herself, my senior brother and I haven’t even done anything, so who are you?

However, at this moment, a person whom she had never met actually said that he was here for her. Jiang Yue was confused. But what made her even more confused was that she didn't know who had spread the news, and a large group of people came swarming over: " Junior sister, you are bullying again... Gong Hen has met senior brother Yuqing."

After being stunned for a long time, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I've seen Senior Brother Yuqing."

Ji Chen nodded: "Well, since nothing happens, I'll take Yue'er and leave first."

After glancing at Jiang Yue, for some reason, Jiang Yue followed him out of the bamboo forest, stepped onto the auspicious clouds, and left.

Everyone was left looking at the mess:? ? ?

Soon, big news came out in the headquarters. Ji Chen, the closed disciple of the sect leader, finally came out of seclusion. However, the first thing he did after coming out of seclusion was to take Jiang Yue, who had a bad reputation in the sect, under his wing. Down.

Everyone was wondering why. Could it be that Senior Brother Ji fell in love with Jiang Yue?

Even the master is wondering if the apprentice has a mortal heart?

Everyone in the sect was paying close attention, but one or two years later, this speculation was pure nonsense.

Jiang Yue was still immersed in the beauty of her senior brother and couldn't extricate herself. She tried to break up the relationship between her senior brother and the outer disciple every day... On the other hand, Ji Chen was obsessed with practicing every day.

There is no breach of rules between the two of them, but if anyone bullies Jiang Yue, Ji Chen will rush forward immediately.

Everyone suddenly realized that Ji Chen really regarded Jiang Yue as his sister.

Immortals have a long lifespan, and the outsider disciples who were once bullied by others have become the Suzuyin Fairy that everyone in the cultivation world loves and admires a hundred years later. She has countless admirers from the immortal race, demon race, ghost race and monster race.

The love between Fairy Lingyin and Gong Hen, the elder brother of Lianhua Peak of Shangxian Sect, is even more controversial.

It is undeniable that Gong Hen, as a genius with ice spirit roots, is a leader in the world of cultivation regardless of his cultivation or appearance. But behind him, there is a young junior sister Jiang Yue who is chasing after him.

It would be okay if this Jiang Yue was just an ordinary disciple, but this junior sister also had Lord Yuqing who protected her like a ball of his eyes.

Everyone in the cultivation world: "..."

Jiang Yue's father, as an elder of the Shangxian Sect, was only a mere god, but Ji Chen was promoted to two levels within a hundred years and became the True Monarch of Fusion.

For a cultivator, advancement in cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for Ji, it is as easy as drinking water.

At first everyone was jealous, but later they just looked up to him.

Everyone speculates that maybe within a thousand years, Ji Chen will survive the tribulation and ascend.

There are many people with bad intentions among them, and they thought, when Ji Chen ascends to become an immortal, we will see how you, Jiang Yue, can gain a foothold in the world of cultivation without human protection?

However, the fact is that Jiang Yue lived a free and happy life until her death.

Ji Chen spent nearly ten thousand years in the world of cultivation. It was not until Jiang Yue's lifespan expired that he passed away on the Lotus Peak of the Shangxian Sect. Then he stepped on the fairy ladder and stepped into the golden door.

"So, did Fairy Jiang end up with Master Gong?"

"No, the love of my daughter's family may last forever, or her attitude may change in one day. Fairy Jiang has been chasing Master Gong for nearly a thousand years. One day when she was walking in the mortal world, she met a scholar by chance, and her heart changed forever. If it falls on the other party, it will last until death.”

There are many valleys surrounded by orchids, and moss grows on steep cliffs everywhere.

On the viewing platform, the young disciple with hanging sideburns looked at the white-bearded old man: "Master, why is Patriarch Ji so good to Fairy Jiang? Is it because he admires her?"

The old Taoist stroked his beard and looked into the distance: "No, just guarding."

The white clouds were lingering, and a gust of wind blew up, lifting up the old Taoist's robe. The word 'yu' was deeply written on the hem of the clothes. He lay down and took a sip of wine: "You will know when your kid enters the 'Yuqing Palace' one day."

The young disciple was ignorant, but he said eloquently: "Master, this disciple will definitely learn from the ancestor and become the next ascended great monk of the Shangxian Sect!"

A hundred years later, Lao Dao ascended.

It took no time to cultivate immortality. Thousands of years later, the door of Yuqing Palace opened again.

The young monk carried a heavy sword on his back and walked into the hall step by step. He opened his eyes and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes stopped: bamboo leaves were falling, and the woman in green shirt was nestling in the man's arms, looking back.

The palace is majestic, and a huge painting hangs on the wall.

Although the eyes are not drawn in a few strokes, the two people's charms are vividly depicted, especially the smiles at the corners of their mouths are exactly the same.

The young monk suddenly understood.

When you go out, the sword will never leave your hand. A hundred years later: golden light falls from the sky and the gate of heaven opens.