I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Shouyang Hall, above the cloud bed.

Kang Xuan—Sitting opposite Qin Changsheng, on the white jade table between the two of them, the spirit fruit is fragrant, the fine wine is alluring, and the tea smoke is spraying from the spout of the jasper teapot.

Qin Changsheng fiddled with the Linglong fireball with his fingertips, adjusted the heat, and concentrated on making spirit tea.

Kang Xuan didn't touch the fine wine on the table, took a gourd of wine and drank a mouthful of immortal wine, and watched Qin Changshengsu cook the spirit tea with leisure, and didn't intend to speak first.

A proud son of the Taoist sect and a holy son of the devil sect live together in a room, and they are surprisingly harmonious and peaceful.

It wasn't until the tea smoke from the jasper teapot turned into a golden lotus, Qin Changsheng collected the exquisite fireball and poured Kang Xuan a cup of spiritual tea, then he slowly opened his mouth: "Mr. Years ago, I have been unable to fulfill the friendship of the landlord for my brother, it is really disrespectful, I still hope that Junior Brother Kang Haihan."

Kang Xuan thanked Qin Changsheng for the tea with his fingertips on the table, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the aroma, then smiled lightly: "Senior Brother Qin has allowed me to bother you in your ashram for several years, it is really out of humanity. Come to the door to express your thanks, and ask Senior Brother Qin not to blame you."

Qin Changsheng glanced at Kang Xuan—shun, raised his glass, sipped—spirit tea, and said unhurriedly: "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Kang used to play in Taiqing when he was young, and he can't be regarded as an outsider. What do you mean?"

Maybe you and my senior brother Haihan, but don't let me and your senior brother forgive me. The double standard of dare to love is also a skill that is inherited in the same vein!

Gee!

Kang Xuan tucked softly in his heart, but because he was thinking about his beloved disciple, he didn't break up with Qin Changsheng, but just said with a smile: "After all, today is different from the past."

Qin Changsheng understood the deep meaning of his words——

In the past, he was the second son of the Kang family, so there was nothing wrong with coming to Taiqing to accompany his aunt.

Today, he is already the holy son of the Demon Sect, but it is not easy to be too clean.

However, knowing that it was inappropriate, he still stayed in Taiqing for many years.

Thinking of Kang Xuan—Thinking of Feng Yuanjiu...

It is also evil fate.

He has been on the sidelines for many years, Feng Yuanjiu has not suffered any losses, and it really doesn't look like he has moved his mind.

Qin Changsheng had no intention of beating mandarin ducks, but he also didn't want his disciples to be stalked, so before he got down to business, he cut straight to the point and said, "That's true. Junior Brother Kang is now a holy son of the Demon Sect. It’s not good to involve too much with the first disciple of Taiqing.”

Kang Xuan looked at Qin Changsheng for a moment, played with the wine gourd in his palm, and said with a smile: "But I didn't expect Senior Brother Qin to have a family opinion."

Qin Changsheng tapped the white jade with his fingertips: "You know what I'm talking about, why bother?"

Kang Xuan shook his head, without changing his face, he said: "No, I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Qin Changsheng ignored Kang Xuan's refusal, and said unhurriedly: "Junior Brother Kang, a forced melon is not sweet. Instead of forcing a relationship between a Taoist couple, it's better to take a step back and be a bosom friend."

Kang Xuan sneered: "I want to disappoint senior brother Qin, since I fell into the devil's way, I don't know what it means to retreat."

Qin Changsheng had heard about Kang Xuan's family affairs.

Kang Xuan—Single water spirit root, the nature of the spirit root is very compatible with the Kang family's kung fu, he can get twice the result with half the effort, and his progress is extremely fast. In less than ten years, his cultivation level has far surpassed that of his brother Kang Cheng.

The head of the Kang family was worried that Kang Cheng could not suppress Kang Xuan, so when Kang Xuan was 16 years old, he asked him to sign a master-servant contract with Kang Cheng.

What happened later Qin Changsheng didn't know, when he heard the news of Kang Xuan-, Kang Xuan- was already a closed disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master Ling Xiao.

Therefore, Qin Changsheng can also understand Kang Xuan's character.

After all, the birth mother is weak, the father is unkind, and entering the magic sect alone, to achieve the current achievements, I don't know how many cruel fights he has gone through.

However, it's all about understanding, Qin Changsheng would not allow this set of bandit-like behavior to be used on his apprentice.

Seeing that Kang Xuan is really not a person who listens to persuasion, Qin Changsheng simply expressed his attitude: "If Feng Yuanjiu is willing, I will not stop him. However, if Feng Yuanjiu is not willing, you can't force him half a bit, otherwise So don't blame me for being a brother who doesn't show affection."

This is enough for master and apprentice!

The apprentice told him the story in a righteous way, and the master here asked him to guarantee the apprentice's willingness.

Hmm, very interesting.

Kang Xuan smiled, tasted the fine fruit nectar, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Qin, don't worry, if I plan to use force, Feng Yuanjiu will not be able to enter the Taiqing Gate wall that day, and it will already become my furnace."

Qin Changsheng's expression remained unchanged, but the birds on the hem of his robe flapped their wings one after another, spewing out strings of flames.

Kang Xuan laughed loudly: "Brother Qin, don't worry, I don't want to part with it."

Qin Changsheng snorted softly, and turned to the serious business: "I heard from Yuan Jiu that the disciples under Brother She's seat have fallen into a kind of magic, and the magic seed was cast by a living puppet controlled by the secret technique of enchantment."

Kang Xuan's expression was complete, and he didn't hide it: "Indeed. After all, that kid is mediocre, and he is not an important person. I, a cultivator of the Spirit Gate, would not be so boring and just planted demon seeds for him. Of course, if it happens to be Yes, there are spiritual monks who do it conveniently, and it is unknown."

Qin Changsheng frowned slightly, and asked Kang Xuan bluntly: "Do you think anyone in the Zixiao Sword Sect has been enchanted?"

Kang Xuan raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said frankly: "It's hard to say, you have to go up to the Sword God Mountain, and look at them one by one to be sure, but this is obviously unrealistic. After all, the Taoist Master is not me. You can see it when you say it.”

Qin Changsheng looked at Kang Xuan silently, not speaking.

Kang Xuan—persisted—for a while, raised his hand to beg for forgiveness, and muttered: "Senior Brother Qin used to pretend to be really like it, but today I found out that it is still the same after all these years..." He can always force him to submit with his eyes, "Uncle Tianhua should have been affected by a kind of magic secret technique, after all, one body with two souls and one body with three souls to improve one's cultivation level is no different from the Arabian Nights."

As he said that, Kang Xuan pondered, and said, "It is also very possible that Qin Changan will benefit from his death. After all, Grand Uncle Tianhua has no need to plant demons on Qin Changan's disciples."

Qin Changsheng nodded, and asked again: "Junior Brother Kang, do you have a secret method to identify people who are born with magic and secret arts?"

Kang Xuan looked down, took a sip of the immortal wine slowly, and said with a smile, "Taiqing's most precious treasure, the self-correcting mirror, can drive away all evil spirits, so why do we need some evil secret method?"

Qin Changsheng said calmly: "The Zhengji mirror is the most precious treasure of the Taiqing, and it cannot be taken away from the ten peaks of Yuntai."

Kang Xuan - slowly sat up straight, raised his eyebrows and asked Qin Changsheng: "Brother, do you want to..."

"Brother, I plan to go up to the Sword God Mountain..." Qin Changsheng toasted Kang Xuan, "Although Feng Yuanjiu's cultivation base has advanced quite quickly, his experience has fallen a lot after all. He has traveled down the mountain this time, and I would like to invite Kang Xuan." The younger brother takes care of the second."

Kang Xuan looked at Qin Changsheng for a while, then clinked glasses with Qin Changsheng: "It's easy to say."

In the Shouyang Palace, Qin Changsheng beat Kang Xuan with words, and then entrusted Feng Yuanjiu with his backhand.

At this moment, the entrusted person was looking at Qin Changgeng with a headache.

Feng Yuanjiu really didn't expect that if he didn't go to meet the patriarch, Qin Changgeng caused these "disasters" for him - he would be so bold as to pick the jasper and cold lotus in Chengbi Pond in front of Yuanhe Hall The lotus!

Originally, there were jasper plates floating on the two clear waters, and the white lotus with leaf petals dyed green stood in a pavilion, and the plump lotus seeds were scattered in a patchwork manner.

Now the jasper plate and the lotus are still on the clear water, but the lotus seeds have been picked, leaving only the bare stalks swaying in the wind.

You must know that the jasper cold lotus sprouts for ten thousand years, spreads its leaves for ten thousand years, buds for ten thousand years, and flowers for ten thousand years, and it will take ten thousand years to grow into a small lotus pod.

And this spiritual fruit of heaven and earth, which can only be obtained for 5 years, has not yet fully grown, and it has been brutally murdered—by Qin Changgeng slashing—picking it clean all at once.

Feng Yuanjiu looked down at the lotus skin on the ground, with blue veins protruding from his forehead: "Qin, Chang, Geng!"

Qin Changgeng withdrew his hands unsatisfied, shook the lotus seed skin on his robe and stood up, bent down unwillingly and put all the lotus seeds that had not been eaten into the Qiankun bag, and then responded obediently: " The disciple is here."

Feng Yuanjiu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his hand and grasped Qin Changgeng close to him, his fingertips filled with spiritual power, and tapped his strange meridians several times: "Dare to eat anything, and you are not afraid of exploding!" and die!"

Qin Changgeng touched the place where Feng Yuan passed nine o'clock, and felt a puff of Qi condensed there.

I touched it several times, but I didn't notice anything wrong, so I said fiercely: "The lotus seeds are crisp and delicious, and there is nothing wrong with eating them, but the cold air is a bit heavy, and the cold makes my stomach feel a little uncomfortable."

"Thanks to the fact that the lotus seeds are cold and haven't matured yet, otherwise you would have been blasted into a ball by the inspiration at this time, and exploded into slag with a bang." Feng Yuanjiu took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the emotion in his heart. Irritated, he turned around and squinted at the tender old goblin who was obviously gloating, "Please tell me, Feng Yuanjiu begged to see the patriarch."

The ghostly little boy grinned, stared at Feng Yuanjiu's face with relish, communicated with the real person in the hall with the master-slave spirit deed, and opened the door of the hall with a flick of his sleeve: "Master tells you to go in."

Feng Yuanjiu grabbed Qin Changgeng who was retreating with his backhand, grabbed his belt and lifted Qin Changgeng into the Hall of Yuanhe——

— for an apology.

The second is to intercede for this uneasy disciple, ask the patriarch to show mercy, and help Qin Changgeng sort out the cleverness accumulated in his body, so as to prevent him from exploding and dying.

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