On top of the boulder, Xuan Ying rested her head on Bing Chen's arm and nestled against his chest.
Looking at Bing Chen, a little shy and a little confused, Xuan Ying said softly: "Disciple...it's okay."
Looking at the person in his arms, Bingchen's eyes were gentle and he said: "That's enough. If you continue...it may be detrimental to your practice."
Xuan Ying was slightly absent-minded for a moment, pondered for a while, and said: "When the disciple attains enlightenment, I can meet the master..."
Bingchen hesitated for a moment and hummed softly.
Looking at Bing Chen, Xuan Ying smiled slightly and said with a hint of shame: "At the beginning, it was also here that the master wanted to be with his disciple..."
Bingchen's eyes showed a bit of embarrassment and he said: "It was because my master was controlled by the evil sword and he almost made a big mistake. Ying'er is still thinking..."
Xuan Ying shook her head slightly, hesitated a little, and said: "Disciple has not minded for a long time. I have been here many times over the years. Perhaps it was the memory of that time that made me have a deep love for Master... ."
At this point, Xuan Ying turned to ask: "If Master didn't wake up that time, maybe..."
"If I didn't wake up that time, maybe you would hate me forever, and we would be strangers from now on," Bing Chen said.
Hearing this, Xuan Ying was stunned for a moment, but then she shook her head and said, "Who can explain clearly what has not happened yet? Just like this, Can I be with Master..."
At this point, Xuan Ying paused for a moment and said secretly in her heart: "Master, you know that this disciple has actually already been attached to you for a long time..."
The two hugged each other quietly, Xuan Ying's eyes filled with happiness.
Not long after, Bing Chen was worried that he might not be able to control himself, so he stood up and left the boulder.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying smiled secretly in her heart, stepped forward, and after dressing Bing Chen, she also dressed up carefully.
At this time, Xuan Ying was enveloped in happiness. Of course, it was also because of her careful dressing up, which made her already beautiful appearance even more charming.
"How many days has it been since Master woke up? Why don't you go see Master Wife and the others?" Xuan Ying suddenly asked.
Bingchen pondered for a moment and said: "They are all practicing, so it is not a bad thing not to disturb them for the time being."
Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly and said: "Although the master's idea is well-intentioned, if they know in the future that the master has been with the disciples these days, it may be harmful to the disciples..."
Bingchen shook his head helplessly and said, "No, don't worry."
At this point, Bingchen gently held Xuan Ying's jade hand and asked: "Is it inappropriate to still call me master now?"
Hearing this, Xuan Ying was stunned for a moment, but then she pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Master, what do you think the disciple should call you now?"
Bingchen touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled again, asking in a joking manner: "Husband?"
Bingchen's old face couldn't help but blush slightly.
Xuan Ying covered her mouth and smiled.
After hesitating for a while, Xuan Ying continued: "Although the story between Master and Master Youmeng makes the disciples envious, I also have self-awareness. I will not overstep the name of master and disciple, but I will also let go of my love for the master." In my heart, I follow Master silently."
When Bing Chen heard this, his eyes changed slightly and he sighed softly.
Leaning forward, Xuan Ying leaned into Bing Chen's arms.
Bingchen hesitated for a moment and gently stroked Xuan Ying's back.
"If my husband likes it, my disciples can also call you this in private." Xuan Ying suddenly said.
Hearing this, Bing Chen felt inexplicably excited and hugged Xuan Ying's arms, his strength obviously getting stronger.
...
On the top of Xuexia Mountain, on the boulder, Bingchen Xuanying appeared hand in hand.
They looked at each other and smiled tenderly.
"Ying'er once said that none of the women who were taken into the Kunyu Pearl by Master can escape Master's clutches. Now it seems that this statement is indeed true." Xuan Ying joked. "She said that!" Bing Chen was a little embarrassed and said pretending to be annoyed.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, she's talking nonsense." Bing Chen said quickly.
"Oh, really?" Xuan Ying asked jokingly.
Bingchen felt even more embarrassed.
"Whether it's Master's Five Elements Sword Attendant, Ying'er, Jiao'er, Uncle Yuru, Jingshu, Sister Jingya, or even Senior Sister Li'er, is it possible that Master himself doesn't know their feelings for Master? Of course he doesn't In other words, Master actually knows it, and like the disciples, they have confessed to Master, but they have not made it public." Xuan Ying said in a faint tone.
Bingchen's expression froze slightly.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying had a sly look on her lips, tapped Bing Chen's chest with her jade finger, and said, "Oh, it seems that it is just as the disciple guessed."
"No!" Bing Chen said quickly: "Unjustly accused!"
"Are you unjustly accused?" Xuan Ying asked with a half-smile.
Bingchen's eyes were wandering, he thought for a moment, and just when he was about to open his mouth to defend, he saw that Xuan Ying had turned into a graceful silhouette and flew towards the outside of Xuexia Mountain.
Bingchen touched his nose and quickly followed.
"Where are we going now?" Xuan Ying asked.
"Do you want to play for a few more days?" Bing Chen asked.
Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly and said: "Every place with you is a beautiful place, so why bother to go to other places to see it."
Bingchen smiled softly and gently held one of Xuanying's jade hands.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying smiled gently at Bing Chen and leaned a little closer to him.
"Let's go to Master's Fusheng Sect. After passing by it before, I found that Master, your Fusheng Sect is quite interesting. It is much more powerful than my disciple, Kongxuanjie Kongqiong Nakong Clan." Xuanying said.
"Okay!" Bingchen said with a smile.
Having said this, Bing Chen moved with Xuan Ying. When the two of them appeared again, they were over a vast mountain complex with rich spiritual energy and majestic momentum.
Looking down, Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "The Lord of the World is really convenient. You can instantly come to any place you want."
Hearing this, Bing Chen shook his head slightly and said, "My master is not the true master of the world."
Xuan Ying's eyes showed some confusion.
"Being able to move in space is just a matter of relying on the power of Fusheng Palace." Bing Chen said.
Xuan Ying thought for a moment and said softly.
Speaking of the Lord of the World, Bing Chen suddenly showed a thoughtful look, pondered a little, and said: "Zheyue once told me how to become the true Lord of the World. Now that I'm back, I can try it."
Hearing this, Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly and said, "Uncle Zheyue is really powerful and knows everything. But Master, you have to work hard and strive to completely capture the heart of Uncle Zheyue as soon as possible."
Bing Chen showed a bit of helplessness and did not say anything on this matter. Instead, he said: "In the future, when Ying'er breaks through to the level of a half-step god, I will also help you refine the Kongxuan Realm."
Xuan Ying showed a bit of surprise.
"Help the disciples refine the Kongxuan Realm!" Xuanying said in surprise.
"That's right." Bing Chen said: "If you want to best protect your world, you need to refine it."
Hearing this, Xuan Ying thought for a moment, hummed softly, and said with a smile: "Disciple, follow the master's arrangements."
Bingchen caressed Xuan Ying's cheek helplessly and lovingly.
Looking down again, his spiritual thoughts swept over, and the next moment, Bing Chen took Xuan Ying to the sky above the Fusheng Sect's Heavenly Sacrifice Square.
At this time, the Heaven Sacrifice Square can be described as a sea of people. Looking up, it is densely packed with at least hundreds of thousands of disciples.
At the front of many disciples, on a towering altar, three statues about a hundred feet high, all carved with white jade and imposing, stood quietly.
There are three statues, one male and two female. The man in the middle has a tall and straight figure, a resolute appearance, and a long, flowing hair. As for the two women, even if they are statues, it can be seen that they are both extremely beautiful, rare in the world, and exude a temperament. Both women are noble and cold, like nine-day fairies, which makes people feel awe and dare not There was no hint of blasphemy.
Under the altar, a woman was standing quietly. His face was cold and calm, and as far as he could see, the many disciples below made no sound at all, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed to the point of being inaudible.
In the void, between the clouds, looking at the three statues in the distance, Xuanying couldn't help but smile.
"The master at that time was very high-spirited, had the power to dominate the world, and attracted everyone's attention." Xuan Ying said softly.
Hearing this, Bing Chen looked helpless, shook his head and smiled.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Bing Chen, and continued: "The current master is mature and stable, with a restrained edge, and has the unparalleled power of a strong man. He is even more charming and fascinating."
Bing Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly again.
Xuan Ying covered her mouth slightly, then looked at the distant statue again, and said: "Senior Sister Youmeng and Senior Sister Xi'er, they are so beautiful. With them here, the whole world seems to be eclipsed."
Hearing this, Bingchen gently held one of Xuan Ying's jade hands and said, "You are beautiful too!"
Xuan Ying was stunned for a moment, but then she looked at Bing Chen, pursed her lips and said, "Really?"
Bingchen nodded and said: "Really, Ying'er is also very beautiful, a rare and stunning woman in the world."
Xuan Ying pursed her lips, smiled, hesitated, and then kissed Bing Chen gently on the cheek.
"Husband!" Xuan Ying called softly.
Hearing this call, Bing Chen's heart beat wildly.
"The heaven-sacrifice meeting begins now!"
Suddenly, at this time, a loud shout came from the square below.
Puff puff!
As soon as those words fell, the whole square was in a state of chaos, and everyone knelt down, even the woman under the altar.
Bang bang bang!
Everyone kowtowed three times in the direction of the altar.
Although such a scene is spectacular, it may be difficult to fully express its momentum.
Even Xuan Ying and Bing Chen, who were high up in the sky, showed a bit of shock in their eyes, astonished by the hundreds of thousands of disciples who kowtowed in unison.
At the same time, in an instant, a strong force of will emerged from the tens of thousands of disciples in the square, and then they all sank into the three white jade statues above the altar.
In just the next moment, Bing Chen clearly felt that wisps of pure willpower came from all over the world and poured into the floating stone in his body.
"That woman should be Master Luo'er's master, right?" At this time, Xuan Ying looked at the cold-tempered woman under the altar and asked.
Looking at him, Bing Chen's eyes were a little complicated, and there was a hint of guilt, and he said: "Not bad."
As if feeling something, Xuan Ying gently held her arms beside Bing Chen.
"Senior Bingxian, let's make up for it slowly in the future." Xuan Ying said.
Bingchen hummed softly.
The heaven-sacrifice meeting was extremely complicated. Bingchen and Xuanying were at high altitude and had a panoramic view of the square below.
He didn't show up, the two just watched quietly. They could clearly sense that among the hundreds of thousands of disciples below, almost all of them were devout. They all bowed respectfully to the statues of Bing Chen, Lan Youmeng and Bing Yuexi, and showed awe and reverence to the Bingxian under the altar.
The rich and pure will power was clearly sensed by Bing Chen through the floating stone. Wisps of awe and respect, piety and blessings resounded in the floating stone, which moved Bingchen's heart and made him feel that everything he had given to this world had been responded to, giving rise to a somewhat worthy and satisfying mood.
Nearly half a day later, the ceremony of worshiping the gods came to an end.
A figure rushed out of the crowd and stood in the sky. He looked around at the people of the Fusheng Sect below and shouted in a low voice: "Sacrifice to heaven is closed. Next, is the selection meeting of the saints and saints held by our Fusheng Sect every fifty years. Please attend Choose a disciple to go out!"
Whoosh!
Almost as soon as the man finished speaking, hundreds of figures in the crowd soared into the sky and went straight to the altar!
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