After binding the longevity lottery system, my lottery will become stronger.

After leaving the inn.

Yue Fuyao checked the carriage and looked at Ye Lingtian and Qin Jianjia in the carriage with strange expressions.

What happened to these two last night? Miss Qin looked resentful. Was she bullied last night?

its not right!

Looking at Qin Jianjia's frail body, the young master will definitely not bully her.

"Sister Yue, how about I come to catch the car?"

Qin Jianjia said, she felt a little unnatural sitting in the carriage with Ye Lingtian like this.

Yue Fuyao said gently: "You are weak and your body has not recovered yet. Let me do things like driving the carriage! I can also take good care of you in the carriage."

"..."

Qin Jianjia hesitated to speak, can the young master take care of me? It’s good if he doesn’t bully me.

By the way, why didn't you see Su Qingcheng's little hooves? Where did he go?

If she were here, she would be able to restrain Ye Lingtian, and he would suffer less.

In the past, Qin Jianjia found Su Qingcheng a bit annoying, but now, she felt inexplicably nostalgic. It would be great if Su Qingcheng was here!

Ye Lingtian grabbed Qin Jianjia's delicate hand, rubbed it, and said with a smile: "Fuyao, let's set off. Let's go to Shu."

"Good son."

Yue Fuyao said obediently, she got on the carriage and waved her whip.

The carriage moved.

Ye Lingtian pulled gently, and Qin Jianjia's body instantly entered his arms.

"Jianjia, you are a duplicitous little liar, and you actually took the initiative to cling to my arms. It seems that your sleep last night made you dependent on me."

Ye Lingtian said jokingly, holding Qin Jianjia's delicate hand with one hand and holding the other's waist with the other.

Qin Jianjia struggled for a while and found that she couldn't break free from Ye Lingtian's arms. She said extremely calmly: "Sir, please let go!"

Ye Lingtian smiled and said: "Why do you want to let go? Isn't the master's embrace warm?"

Qin Jianjia said seriously: "It's not warm at all! The master's arms are cold. My body is weak and I can't catch cold."

"Well! Jian Jia is right. My master's arms are indeed a little cold, so I would like to trouble you to warm him up. Otherwise, what should I do if I get sick?"

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

"you......"

Qin Jianjia gritted her silver teeth and was speechless. "It's a small thing for me to be emotionally weak, but it's a big deal for you to be weak, young master."

Thinking of this, Qin Jianjia sneered in her heart, "Don't you like hugging me?" very good! Then I will let you carry me from this land of Jingchu to Shu, and you will be exhausted!

Qin Jianjia didn't hesitate, and immediately put one hand around Ye Lingtian's neck, facing Ye Lingtian's face.

Ye Lingtian: "..."

Qin Jianjia smiled sweetly and said in a sinister tone: "Jianjia likes to be held by the young master like this."

A smile also appeared on Ye Lingtian's face. Without saying anything, he took Qin Jianjia's bright cherry mouth in one mouthful.

"Well!"

Qin Jianjia's eyes widened.

After a while, the lips parted.

"you......"

Qin Jianjia glared at Ye Lingtian angrily.

"Jianjia is so proactive. If the young master doesn't reward you, wouldn't you be very disappointed? You should be satisfied now."

Ye Lingtian smiled.

"Let go!"

Qin Jianjia clenched her fists tightly, her chest heaving. She was careless and took the initiative to tease Ye Lingtian. Isn't this a gift?

"Call your husband and listen."

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly.

"Master, please hold me tight!"

Qin Jianjia said solemnly, "We have suffered a loss anyway, so what are we afraid of?" This guy Ye Lingtian was directly exhausted.

Only when your hands become weak and your feet become numb will you know how to beg me to leave!

"as you wish!"

Ye Lingtian smiled.

After more than an hour.

"Sir, please let me go."

Qin Jianjia's mentality completely collapsed and she was defeated.

Ye Lingtian's perverted hands were not honest at all, and they squeezed her until she lost her temper.

She swore that she would never provoke Ye Lingtian again.

. . . . . .

Shushan.

It is one of the supreme holy places of Taoism and the Immortal Dojo. Countless myths and legends have a huge connection with this fairy mountain.

Shushan is transcendent, located on the top of Emei. It is shrouded in clouds, mysterious and guarded by a large array. It is like a fairyland on earth. Ordinary people dare not set foot in it.

And under the Shu Mountain is Emei, which is one of the holy places of Buddhism. If you want to enter Shu Mountain, you must first enter Emei.

On the top of Emei, a man in white clothes appeared with his hands behind his back. The breeze passed by and his long hair danced. He looked up and saw a mysterious fairy mountain hidden in the clouds.

The Fairy Mountain is towering, with [-] steps going up, like a hanging silk thread. It is extremely steep and steep. Occasionally, you can see white cranes flying over, making bursts of clear chirping sounds.

"Shushan!"

Ye Baiyi murmured.

"Amitabha, Sword Master's obsession is too deep, why don't you let it go?"

Next to her, an old nun sat cross-legged on the ground, spinning Buddhist beads in her hands. The aura on her body was not weak, but she was the presence of a late-stage great master.

She is the strongest person in the Emei Sect, Master Wangchen.

Ye Baiyi whispered: "Since it is an obsession, it is time to put an end to it. If you run away, how can you let it go?"

Master Wangchen was slightly startled and sighed: "The Sword Master's words are not unreasonable."

Ye Baiyi smiled, took one step, and climbed directly to the stairs of Shushan. Afterimages appeared one after another, as if they were teleporting, one hundred meters in a step.

"Amitabha!"

Master Wangchen recited the Buddha's words silently.

When Ye Baiyi stepped on a thousand steps.

A middle-aged Taoist priest appeared with a mahogany sword on his back. He looked at Ye Baiyi with a complicated expression and said: "The sword master's trip will not have any results."

This middle-aged Taoist priest is not weak in cultivation and is a late-stage Grand Master, but with his strength, it is obviously impossible to stop Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi smiled lightly and said: "There will be results, two kinds!"

There are really two outcomes, success or failure!

The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed: "You really don't plan to leave?"

"Let's talk about it when we meet someone."

Ye Baiyi muttered.

The middle-aged Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, took off the mahogany sword from his back, handed it to Ye Baiyi and said, "In that case, why not bring this sword with you. No matter what the odds are, there must be a sword hidden."

"Thank you!"

Ye Baiyi smiled and took the sword. He also knew that there was little chance of success in this trip, but there were some things that had to be done, otherwise it would be difficult for him to make further progress in his life.

"Good luck."

The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand and flew down the mountain.

Ye Baiyi was holding a mahogany sword as he walked all the way up. When the Shushan disciples saw him, they did not step forward to stop him, but bowed respectfully.

It wasn't until he reached the top of the mountain that a handsome Taoist priest appeared. He was holding a long green sword, his face was like a crown of jade, his temperament was pure, and with a smile on his face, he was a peak Grandmaster.

"Brother Bai Yi, you're welcome!"

The handsome Taoist priest clasped his fists slightly, his smile not diminishing at all, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

His name is Wangxu, the master of the Taixu Hall in Shushan Mountain. He is known as Wangxu with a sword. He has a long green sword in his hand, named Qingxiao, which is one of the inherited Taoist swords in Shushan Mountain.