Overthrow the system, the boss behind the scenes, don't run away

After Feng Pipi restored Feng Mian's memory, she learned about the miserable experience of her poor brother. She didn't expect that there was such a story behind it!

She had learned some things about the past of Lord Fushi and Lord Yufeng thousands of years ago from the system, but she didn't know much about what happened afterwards.

She was thinking at the time that these two male gods had a close relationship and always went out in pairs, so they were most likely a couple.

She even nodded a little excitedly, but her mistake was that she was too impatient. She couldn't wait to turn to the last page to see the result, and the result was BE.

When she saw that Lord Fushi died without leaving any trace for Lord Yufeng, her heart ached so much that it bled profusely.

She simply closed the information interface between the two at that time. This story was destined to be a lie, and she didn't want to see the sweetness in between!

Now, the CP she supported has found a turning point.

She must protect this real-life CP. She wants to be at the forefront of supporting them. Just thinking about it makes her excited.

Qing Lu originally wondered whether Feng Pipi would blame him for taking the initiative to bully her brother, but now it seems that Feng Pipi is a little happy!

He asked worriedly, "Pipi, you won't blame me, will you?"

"How could I be so ignorant?" Feng Pipi said seriously:

"The God is kind-hearted. He saved Feng Xun from the Empress's aunt and saved Lord Fushi. This is a great blessing. Our God is doing well!"

Qing Lu suddenly received another round of praise, which made him feel awkward, but as for the matter of Lord Fu Shi, he felt relieved.

Feng Pipi asked curiously, "Every time I met Feng Xun before, or in his letters, he called me 'Imperial Sister' in a very affectionate way.

Is this "imperial sister" called by Feng Xun or by Fushi Divine Lord? Qinglu, do you know?"

Qing Lu really didn’t know. He felt that this was nothing worth worrying about!

"I don't know, probably both." He continued:

"We are worried about complications. Only a few people know about Lord Fushi's affairs, and it is kept secret from others. So it is reasonable for him to call you 'Imperial Sister'!"

Feng Pipi exclaimed in her heart: "I'll go!"

When she thought of one of the big guys in this world, who had always called her "Imperial Sister" in a soft and sweet way before, and then whenever she played dumb, that guy would continue to call her "Imperial Sister"...

She became even more excited.

She said nervously, "Qinglu, I have something to trouble you with."

Qing Lu responded: "You say."

Feng Pipi said with a smile: "I will pretend that I don't know about Fushi Shenjun's affairs. You can pretend that you have never told me about this matter, okay?"

Qing Lu was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

Feng Pipi replied with a look of enjoyment: "A younger brother doesn't understand the joy of being a sister." Especially when the CP that you support calls you sister in person.

Well, Qing Lu really couldn’t understand it!

After eating, drinking and resting, Qinglu should keep an eye on Feng Pipi and do the real work. Challenging Elder Yunluo is not something that can be done lightly.

Elder Yunluo practiced gold magic. After breaking through the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation Stage and entering the initial stage of Fusion eight hundred years ago, he made no further progress.

Although her realm has not improved, the cultivation accumulated over thousands of years is enormous, and even those in the Mahayana stage can hardly be her match.

The whisk in her hand was made from the tail of the white yak, a sacred beast of Kunlun. It was called Tianshan Fuxue and was one of the most powerful weapons in the world.

Seven hundred years ago, she went to Kunlun Mountain in person and subdued the white yak, the sacred beast of Kunlun, alone and obtained the ox's tail.

Because of this battle, she became a role model for women practitioners all over the world.

After Yun Luo got the ox tail, she went to Guihong Garden and asked Qinglu to help her forge it into a magic weapon. Qinglu agreed, and the Tianshan Fuxue magic weapon appeared in the world.

Every strand of Tianshan Snow can stretch to as long as a hundred meters in an instant. It cannot be cut, burned, melted by water, or blown by wind.

The most taboo for a divine weapon that is extremely yin and extremely soft is its owner being dishonest and unkind. A whisk cannot sweep away things that cloud one's mind, and it will be difficult for a practitioner to make a breakthrough if his mind is unstable.

Therefore, with Yunluo's talent, if she could be free from material desires, fame and gain, distractions and emotional attachments, she would have surpassed Qinglu long ago.

It is not easy to be free of material desires, fame and wealth, distractions and emotional attachments. Qing Lu had achieved this before Feng Pipi appeared.

After Feng Pipi appeared, he couldn't do it anymore.

He has been trying to overcome the tribulation for hundreds of years but has never had the opportunity to do so. He has not been obsessed with this matter for many years. Perhaps his last tribulation is the tribulation of love.

Elder Yunluo has made no progress in cultivation for thousands of years, but his reputation has remained high. He is one of Tong Xiaoming's most trusted assistants.

At the beginning, the sisters Yunluo, Yunqi and Tong Xiaoming were just ordinary disciples on Bailing Mountain, and Qinglu was just a minor god.

After the battle in Zhuyao Wilderness, the world of immortal cultivation was in ruins.

Qinglu took Tong Xiaoming to Qiongshan to establish a sect. The two sisters Yunluo and Yunqi insisted on coming with them, and Qinglu had no choice but to agree.

After practicing in Qiongshan for more than ten years, Yunluo and Yunqi began to teach disciples independently.

The two have taught tens of thousands of students so far, and have actually accepted thousands of disciples under their tutelage, spread all over the world, so they are quite prestigious.

Those with prestige should perform their duties conscientiously, strive for perfection, and set an example for the world, instead of acting recklessly, being self-righteous, or even disregarding the lives of ordinary people.

This poor mountain cannot tolerate such unkind and unjust people!

When holding a sword, there are certain things to pay attention to from the fingers, to the palm, to the forearm, to the shoulder. Qing Lu paid attention to every detail and checked and corrected Feng Pipi one by one.

Without further ado or recounting the past, Qing Lu took Feng Pipi to the outside of the cave to practice swordplay.

Under the guidance of Elder He Wendi, after training with Bai Chen, and through her own diligent study of swordsmanship, the Yinjiang Sword has taken shape in her hands.

Qing Lu saw it all and was satisfied in his heart, but he couldn't praise her for the time being because he was worried that Feng Pipi would become proud.

After Feng Pipi showed Qing Lu the results of her practice over the past month or two, Qing Lu began to teach her personally.

Qing Lu picked up a wooden stick from somewhere and used it as a teaching aid to instruct Feng Pipi:

How should the force be directed when drawing the sword to display the greatest power of the sword? How should the Qi be collected when the sword is retracted to balance oneself? How should the body move when changing sword moves to make the person and the sword flow smoothly and naturally...

Feng Pipi listened carefully and followed Qing Lu's instructions step by step, but there were always times when he dragged his feet and was inevitably hit by the wooden stick in the God's hand.

She gritted her teeth and endured it at first, feeling the burning pain on her skin under her clothes, but thinking that her enemy would be even more ruthless than the God, she went ahead with it.

Qing Lu patiently explained the basic sword techniques, sword moves and sword styles to Feng Pipi, who became a little impatient.

It was not in vain that she spent so many days in Pilimen, held a book in her hand whenever she had free time in Guihongyuan, and hid in the mountains and forests to study the secret manual for so many days.

She had already felt sick reading the basic knowledge, and Qing Lu wanted to explain it to her again. Even if the God was as beautiful as a flower, she would still feel impatient!

But Qing Lu insisted that no matter how things change, they still remain essentially the same; all laws remain essentially the same; the underlying foundation determines the superstructure; he would not allow her to underestimate the most fundamental things.

Often what you despise the most is the most deadly!

Okay, the God is good-looking, and everything he says is right. Feng Pipi can't escape the God's coaching, so she can only practice hard.

As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death!

As the sky was getting darker, Feng Pipi was already crying with exhaustion, but Qing Lu was still tireless, and Feng Pipi could not stand it any longer.

Then she began to use her beauty to seduce Qing Lu, and flirted with him, but the God remained unmoved.

When flirting didn't work, she started to use the self-torture trick, pretending to be weak and pitiful, but the God glared at her and beat her harder with the small wooden stick...

All plans failed, Feng Pipi was filled with resentment!

Humph, men, they talk nicely in bed and give you their lives, but after getting out of bed, they turn against you and act as if they have a deep hatred for you and push you to death.

Feng Pipi simply gave in, saying she was thirsty and couldn't lift the sword. If the God was cruel enough, he could beat her to death!

Qing Lu was very measured in his attacks, making her feel pain but not actually hurting her that much.

He was a little thirsty, so he asked Feng Pipi not to stop and threw the water bag into the sky, indicating that Feng Pipi could drink the water, but she had to grab it with her own ability!

Feng Pipi didn't really want to snatch it, but if she didn't, Qing Lu wouldn't let her go, so she reluctantly played this childish game with Qing Lu...

Even though it was a childish game, Feng Pipi was not very skilled and didn't even get the edge of the water bag, so Qinglu had it all to himself.

Feng Pipi wasn't good at playing hard, but she could play dirty, so she shamelessly threw herself on Qing Lu and drew a wisp of cool water from the corner of Qing Lu's mouth...

The water he drank flowed out from the corners of his mouth. Qing Lu felt ashamed and angry. He took Feng Pipi off his body and carried it aside.

The little girl plays inappropriate games with him when he should be serious. This bad habit should not be tolerated.

He wanted to scold her, but his face turned red. He knew he had no momentum to say anything else, so he just continued to fight back.

How could she bear this? Feng Pipi was beginning to doubt whether the God really liked her!

If you can play with water like this, let’s see how you can play with food. She’s complaining about being hungry again.

Qing Lu replied to her: "When a cultivator is hungry, he doesn't have to rely on food. You can try to convert spiritual power into the energy needed by the body.

The battles between ascetics often don’t end in a short time. It’s possible that the fight will last for three to five days. Your enemies won’t give you time to go home and eat…”