Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

"Then can you tell me in detail how your uncle was trapped in this situation?"

"If you really want to know, please collect some information yourself." The wizard said this evasively.

"You are still hiding it? Well, I will go to the heaven to take a look first." He then said firmly,

“Come back later!”

"Do you want to hear me out now?"

"No, I want you to finish reading this book before you leave."

Then, the two fell into silence.

In the quiet hall.

The hostess used a golden thread to move the chess piece in her hand, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Perhaps, this hidden emotion reveals a hint - in the chaos of the universe and its unpredictable laws, some subtle force is already changing everything.

“He won the game in the end!”

Her murmurs were filled with a hint of frustration and disappointment. The competition between saints was always accompanied by considerations of power and rules, and they even resorted to layout and gambling.

In the famous Conferred Gods Battle in history, all the saints participated in it, using various means to fight for spheres of influence and ensure their own survival and glory.

However, in this game of history, the hostess often stands on the winning side.

Because of this, the power of the Qingfeng Taoist sect gradually expanded, and eventually established a powerful foundation between heaven and earth, confronting another sect, the Wuming Mountain.

But this time, she seemed to have lost control of the situation and encountered unprecedented setbacks.

And this defeat is not only a superficial loss, but also has far-reaching consequences.

Just when her attention was drawn away by the lucky pigeon, the cunning creature once again performed its secretive actions and quietly challenged the hostess's heart.

Once you realize something is wrong, it's too late to fix it.

Although she tried her best to save the situation and rescue the "Jade Butterfly Fairy", the price was undoubtedly high - whether it was emotions, beliefs, or future strategic layout.

It can be predicted that the shadow of this failure will spread rapidly like a vortex in the days to come and spread to every corner of the world.

In that storm, the Qingfeng luck system established by the hostess will be severely damaged. Not only will the people of Qingfeng be criticized or even questioned, but she, the leader who symbolizes divine wisdom and power, will also be controversial.

Even the relationship between "Nameless Mountain" and "Heaven" may have a new crack. In the future, the fortunes of the entire Qingfeng, Shuilu and Qingfeng may usher in a period of turbulence.

besides…

The hostess looked up at the vast ocean in the distance - the area that had once given her so much inspiration and enlightenment.

Her third brother's behavior and motives made it difficult for her to understand - how many unknown secrets were hidden behind those seemingly sharp eyes?

A flash of light as dazzling as lightning suddenly flashed across the void.

Then, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi magically appeared in her hand, as if it had never been away.

As the light spot disappeared, a strong but tall figure emerged from the air. His clothes were dark green, his face was gentle and handsome, but there was a hint of bitterness and sadness in his eyes.

"When are you going to wake up?"

The sound she made was loud and powerful, like a stirring echo.

When Jade Ding Zhenren heard her call, he felt as if an invisible force had impacted the deepest level of his heart - the negative emotions that were originally filled with it disappeared in an instant.

The vitality and spiritual palaces in the fairy world are once again glowing with clarity and purity.

He turned around and looked around, and found that he was no longer in the familiar palace wonderland - the scene before him was completely different from usual...

The power of great wishes is like a wandering blue dragon, and clouds of peace are everywhere.

The glory is bright and brilliant, and the blessings are overwhelming.

Layers of colorful mist floated on the flat ground, so clean that there was not a speck of dust, like an elaborately carved painting.

In front of him was a specially made cloud bed floating above the clouds. A magnificent figure was sitting on it, surrounded by a vortex of chaotic power that enveloped His body.

Although the figure was hidden in the chaos, it seemed to be right in front of you when you looked at it closely, and it seemed to be otherworldly and beyond time and worldly affairs when you looked at it from afar. There was no trace of its existence.

"Master!"

Taoist Qianling felt his heart tremble for a moment, and instantly understood the key to the situation. Then he knelt down on the ground with a "bang", lying motionless, "Because **'s thoughts were too fanatical, which caused the important things to be delayed, and caused our Morality Alliance to suffer negative effects. I beg Master to punish you!"

At this time, Taoist Qianling was full of regret and felt deeply guilty.

If I hadn't been captured by Yu Yuan, the current situation would definitely not be like this!

"Please stand up."

The unprecedented Kaitian Saint Emperor had a calm face, without much expression, and said calmly, "Tell me about your trip to Qishan. Everything must be accurate and detailed."

To this day, the area within a radius of thousands of miles is still shrouded in fog, and even the gods cannot understand the secrets happening there.

Without daring to hold back anything, the Taoist priest from Qianling narrated the entire incident in all seriousness, describing every detail word for word.

When he heard that Yu Yuan used the Book of Conferred Gods to preserve the soul of Fairy Yunhua, the unprecedented Holy Emperor Kaitian could not help but frown, and his long-peaceful soul began to waver.

So he actually lost to Duobao, not the Master of Tongtian Pavilion? !

Although he had known about Yu Yuan's deeds when the East China Sea Heaven Realm was first opened, at this moment, Qianjiugu couldn't help but admire this little man again in his heart.

It is indeed a wise move!

Extremely insidious!

The little man could have stopped Yang Jian from splitting the peaks and breaking the rocks, but he chose not to intervene;

The little man could have revealed the true face of the Taoist priest in Qianling in advance, but he deliberately turned a blind eye, as if he was unaware of it...

It was this guy who had seen through everything from the very beginning, but showed no emotion until he suddenly stood up at the most critical moment and dealt a fatal blow to his opponent.

Take it easy,

Sharp and decisive,

The decision was so wonderful that Tongtian regarded it as a token of trust.

It is a great pity that such deeply rooted people have entered **.

The Saint of Creation sighed secretly and looked at the Taoist Qianling who was standing in front of him.

In past memories, this disciple was extremely intelligent, mature, and intelligent. Among the twelve immortals, he was ranked among the top in terms of strategy and means.

However, he was moved by the deep teacher-student relationship between him and Yang Jian, and was thus polluted by the seven spirits, and mistakenly walked into the side of Taoshan, where he should not have set foot.

Thinking of this, he said calmly: "From today on, you will go to Qinglin Cliff to meditate in seclusion. You are not allowed to leave without my permission."

Facing the Taoist's slightly bitter face, Saint Kaitian felt regretful again.

But I understand that this is the best situation for me.

…………

As the seasons progress, the hot summer gradually fades away and we enter deep autumn.

No matter how scorching the midday sun is, it can never bring back the scorching pain of summer.

Tianshu wandered through the dense forests of the Huaihe River Basin, deliberately avoiding areas where sunlight could reach.

The winding stream and the clear lake water rush towards the east together. A few white clouds seem to be suspended in the vast blue sky, distant and unreal.

The temperature seems to have dropped a bit, and the chirping of cicadas here has become sparse and indifferent, like the sound of drizzle in the distance, intermittent.

Ahead was Linhuan’s defense fortress. Tianshu walked lightly, staring intently in the direction ahead.

A winding path led deep into the woods, with rice fields on one side and irrigation ditches on the other.

At this moment, Tian stopped walking forward, his face looking slightly hesitant.

In that omen of great prosperity, the cry of the Shang Dynasty's sacred eagle foreshadowed a shift in fortune, and the teacher then ordered him to embark on a journey of exploration.

He followed his teacher's guidance, bid farewell to his teacher, the Ginkgo Fairy Child and the one-horned green ox, and left Daluo Fairy Mountain alone, heading towards all directions to seek the way and practice the Dharma.

However, at this moment, his destination seemed so confusing.

The instructor did not provide any clear direction, so he just wandered around casually, enjoying the journey of exploration.

He has a deep understanding of the South China Sea region and the lives of all living things in the world - because he is not only the head of the oldest sect, but also the first generation of human beings created by Nuwa. No one else knows the pulse and history of mankind better than him.

He witnessed how the human race grew from a small valley in the distant ancient times, exploring the universe and all things, and spreading its footprints across the entire primitive land. Even today, he often travels through human settlements, witnessing the development and changes of human society.

He wore a blue silk cape as an outer garment and linen shoes as a walking aid. This outfit accompanied him through the sowing and harvesting in spring and summer and the alternation of snow and frost in winter; it witnessed his journey from the primitive stone cave to the high-rise city, from the lifestyle of eating blood and grass leaves to the cultural atmosphere of Dingdang delicacies, and witnessed the changes from the Three Dynasties of Emperors to the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Today, he will continue this journey. After crossing Daluo Mountain, he planned to visit Qishan, but he learned that there was an abnormal movement in the lower reaches of the Huai River, so he adjusted his route and went to the southeast to see the scenery. However, as the journey progressed, his brows became deeper and deeper.

The world is different now. Cause and effect are intertwined and chaotic, and sin is everywhere.

The Incense God acts arbitrarily and uses various methods to coerce humans to worship and offer sacrifices, and regards it as a workstation for humans to make bronze for the statue of the God. Officials, wealthy people, and priests in the city have become one of its subordinate forces.

Each side gathers wealth, the other side gathers incense burners, gold and copper resources - a mutually beneficial economic system has been formed. But for ordinary people, life is becoming increasingly difficult.

"The Western way of cultivation is too extreme," Xuan Du whispered, "After this trip, I need to have an in-depth discussion with my master." After saying this, he set out on his journey again.

Passing through a shady forest, they arrived at a defensive checkpoint near the Huai River. Legend has it that that was where the gods elected by the people resided.