I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Coming out of Shouyang Hall, Feng Yuanjiu returned to Wangyue Hall, where there was a "Buddha" waiting for him.

In the Moon Palace.

On the delicate and elegant cold jade cloud bed, monks in black clothes lay horizontally on it, meandering to the hem of clothes on the sapphire ground, and the waves are rippling like a black sea.

On the Black Sea, the water vapor is lingering, and there are many monsters, which is almost unreal.

Kang Xuanyi's cultivation has improved again.

Feng Yuanjiu stood at the gate of Wangyue Hall, looking at him from a distance: "Uncle Kang, Master has an invitation."

Kang Xuanyi slowly opened his eyes, looked at Feng Yuanjiu whose feet were at the door, slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "Come here."

Feng Yuanjiu stood still.

Kang Xuan smiled and waved his hand.

Feng Yuanjiu arrived on the cloud bed in a blink of an eye, and was locked up by the forbidden heaven and earth, unable to move.

Kang Xuan touched Feng Yuanjiu's cheek with his fingertips, pinched Feng Yuanjiu's chin gently, and looked down at him: "Let's settle the score."

Feng Yuanjiu was lying on the cloud bed, looking up at Kang Xuanyi, the warm breath tangled in one place, silently exaggerating the ambiguity.

After silently reciting the "Pure Heart Sutra" to calm himself down, Feng Yuanjiu asked calmly, "My uncle and I are innocent, what account can we settle?"

Kang Xuanyi smiled but not a smile: "Innocent?"

Feng Yuanjiu was expressionless: "Innocent."

Kang Xuan lowered his head and grasped the two softest lips that spoke the hardest words, and tasted them slowly: "You are implying to me that you will destroy your innocence first, and then settle accounts with you."

Those slender and strong hands slid to his waist and caught his waist belt.

At this moment, Feng Yuanjiu felt extremely grateful for the magic robe bestowed on him by his master. It was not something that others could just take off if they wanted to. It gave him confidence: "Master Kang... um..."

It was another long and tyrannical kiss, Kang Xuanyi bit Feng Yuanjiu's lips with a sense of punishment, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Think about it, what should you call me."

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Kang Xuan indifferently.

Accompanied by the green lantern for three hundred years in the previous life, thousands of years of loneliness in the mysterious place of the ancestors, and the worry in the eyes in the screen wall of communication, flashed in the mind like a fleeting image.

Feng Yuanjiu slightly bent the corner of his lower lip, with a wicked smile hidden in his smile: "Master, Uncle."

Kang Xuanyi stared at Feng Yuanjiu.

He didn't miss the smile just now, and he also saw through the different emotions hidden in these fox eyes.

After all the thought was not in vain, Kang Xuan felt a little more relaxed, and the kiss brought a bit of playfulness in the lover's world: "Would you like to ask for a marriage?"

Feng Yuanjiu responded for the first time, and hummed vaguely: "No."

"Yeah." Kang Xuanyi withdrew the forbidden world with a smile, and danced with him, "Enough."

Feng Yuanjiu hesitated for a moment, then raised his arms to hug Kang Xuanyi's back.

He opened his heart and felt emotions that he had never touched before, and he felt that it felt pretty good.

only……

Now that the feeling was confirmed, Feng Yuanjiu pushed Kang Xuanyi ruthlessly: "Master, let's be more self-respecting, you haven't done what you agreed to do."

Kang Xuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Feng Yuanjiu for a moment, and smiled lowly: "Are you going to be unscrupulous just because I let you go?"

Feng Yuanjiu pursed her lower lip, but did not refute.

Kang Xuan's palm lingered on Feng Yuanjiu's waist for a moment, then stuck it to Feng Yuanjiu's ear, and said word by word: "You can just keep it up, and I'll see how much scheming you have yet to show. .”

Feng Yuanjiu chuckled lightly: "What did the uncle say, the disciple is dull and doesn't understand very well."

Kang Xuanyi rubbed the top of Feng Yuanjiu's head vigorously, and stood up: "If you don't understand, you don't understand. I will go to Qin Changsheng to propose a marriage right now. You just wait to join me in double cultivation."

Feng Yuanjiu shrugged with disapproval.

Kang Xuanyi curled the corners of his lips as if nothing, and his eyes were full of meaning: "You can prepare for the big competition with peace of mind, and there will be surprises for you after the big competition."

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely win the first place among the nine disciples."

Kang Xuanyi had a half smile but not a smile: "Okay."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned slightly as he looked at the black figure going away.

He didn't believe that Kang Xuan didn't know what it would mean if he won the first place among the Nine Great Disciples, but that guy still had the virtues of winning, and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

I don't know what's going on in my mind.

It's useless to think too much, until the water comes to cover it with soil, and soldiers come to block it.

Feng Yuanjiu flicked his sleeves to close the gate of the Moon-Watching Hall, and then closed a small gate in the Moon-Watching Hall nearby to prepare for the big competition in the door nine days later.

The Dabi inside the door is a grand event in Taiqing.

On the day of the Grand Competition, the real master Baili Changkong, the grand elder Wan Changqing and the Twelve Supreme Venerables of the Taiqing all attended the scene, hiding in the clouds in the sky.

All three thousand disciples from the inner sect accompanied their mentors to attend the ceremony.

A stream of light flashed across the sky, and nine figures landed on the peak of Nine Disciples.

The nine disciples returned to their positions.

Accompanied by the sound of nine voices lingering in the valley, Tian Ren's dean, Elder Wei, stepped into the sky and hung the golden scroll in his palm in the air: "Dabi inside the gate, open."

After Elder Wei's words fell, Qin Changsheng lifted off from the first peak, and bowed to the Master Master, the Great Elder, and the Twelve Supreme Venerables in the void: "I would like to report to the Master Master, all the superiors, that I am too pure and handsome, This disciple can't bear to continue to sit on the position of the Nine Great Disciples, and today I want to step down and let the virtuous, in order to complete the up-and-coming talents in the sect, I sincerely ask the real sect master and all the lords for their kindness."

Qin Changsheng's master, Shen Haotian, is one of the Twelve Supreme Beings.

Hearing this, Shen Haotian immediately bowed to the sky: "Master, please show me."

Baili Zhangkong has clear eyebrows and a cold expression, and the image behind his head is a big sun shining on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

It sits upright on the cloud, with the fiery red unicorn lying on its knees, surrounded by its own auspicious aura.

A little red mole on the forehead hides countless mysteries, and the illusory voice is full of thousands of truths: "It's rare for a long life to be so pure for me, and I will be perfect."

Qin Changsheng is the direct line of the head of the sect, and with Baili Changkong's final decision, others will not refute it.

Frost Flower of the Twelve Supreme Venerables The yushu frost flower in the palm of the Twelve Supreme Venerables swayed lightly, sprinkled bits and pieces of silver frost: "Qin Changsheng stepped down from the head seat, and appointed him another post, and the position of Deputy Hall Master of Xuanqing Palace has been vacant for a long time , he should be competent."

There are three halls in Taiqing, the Yuanhe Hall is the master dojo, the Xuanyuan Hall is under the control of the Great Elder, the master of the Xuanqing Hall, Xuanqing Shangzun, does not care about common things, and even the elders of the Xuanqing Hall are all aloof.

Venerable Shuanghua's suggestion to appoint Qin Changsheng as the deputy head of Xuanqing Palace sounds like kindness at first glance, but there is a knife hidden in his smile.

If Qin Changsheng really became the deputy head of the Xuanqing Palace, it would be tantamount to the head of the sect extending his hand into Xuanqing's territory. Not to mention offending Xuanqing, it would also completely cut off Qin Changsheng's succession as the head. possible.

Qin Changsheng is the default successor of the sect leader, so naturally he will not let his future be cut off.

The Supreme Master of the Twelve Supreme Masters, Huanyu, chuckled: "Qin Changsheng is the first disciple of Senior Brother Shen, and his whereabouts will be arranged by Master, so Senior Sister Shuanghua will not bother."

Great Elder Wan Chang's brows turned slightly, causing a lightning rune on his forehead to sway thousands of lightning lights: "In my opinion, Shuanghua's suggestion is quite pertinent. Brother Baili might as well think about it."

Baili Changkong's distant gaze fell on Wan Changqing, and he asked calmly: "Junior brother, have you decided to meddle in the affairs of my disciples?"

Wan Changqing was silent for a moment, then bowed slightly: "It's just a kind suggestion, brother, don't worry too much."

Baili Changkong nodded, with the sun, moon and stars in his eyes, and said the decree: "Although Shuanghua's suggestion is absurd, there is one sentence that is correct. Qin Changsheng has been sitting on the head of the nine disciples for 78 years. There are countless merits and virtues, today he took the initiative to let the virtuous for the sake of his disciples, and he should arrange his future properly..."

As he said that, Baili Changkong glanced across the clouds without the slightest smoke and fire, and said, "The position of deputy master of the Yuanhe Hall has been vacant for a long time, and Qin Changsheng's talent, virtues, and meritorious deeds are all impeccable. Take this place."

In front of Baili Changkong, the Great Elder Wan Changqing had no choice but to avoid his edge, and the rest of the elders had prejudices in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.

The Great Elder and the Twelve Supremes agreed in unison, and it was settled that Qin Changsheng would succeed as the head of the sect.

With the permission of Bailichangkong, Shen Haotian pushed aside the cloud head, revealed the true face of the law, and asked Qin Changsheng: "Have you thought it through?"

Qin Changsheng respectfully replied: "Disciple, I have thought it through clearly, please master to help me."

Shen Haotian nodded: "Pass down the decree of the Daoist Master, allowing Qin Changsheng to remove the head of the nine disciples and change to be the deputy head of the Yuanhe Hall."

Qin Changsheng was certain in his heart, and respectfully accepted the decree.

When the dust settled on Qin Changsheng's resignation, he directly left the first peak of the nine disciples, stepped on the ladder that Shen Haotian had left, and climbed up to the clouds.

After the ladder dissipated, the clouds in the sky returned to their original state.

Elder Wei of Tianren Academy stood in the sky in the sky: "The first Qin Changsheng resigned, and the remaining eight disciples will ascend to his position."

Above the Disciple Peak, eight figures rose out of nowhere, and after falling to the peak again, "Purple Sweet Potato Yuanzi" Wan Anping stood on the top of the first peak, and was promoted to the next leader.

The rest of the big disciples also ascended successively, leaving the Ninth Peak empty.

Elder Wei of Tianren Academy pointed to the golden scroll, and the handwriting on the golden scroll changed into——

The first seat of the nine disciples is Qianzhufeng Wan Anping;

No.2 of the Nine Great Disciples, Yunwuyuan Wei Wufang;

No.3 of the Nine Great Disciples, Fang Wuya, leader of Wan Lei;

No.4 of the Nine Great Disciples, Chixiao Shanbu Xiangguang;

No.5 of the Nine Great Disciples, Meng Wujun of Shuangdagger Mountain;

No.6 of the Nine Great Disciples, Fairy Lingbo of Yingyue Lake;

No.7 of the Nine Great Disciples, Yao Bai on the Great Sun Peak;

No.8 of the Nine Great Disciples, Wu Zishu of Sanxiang Valley;

Nine Great Disciples No.9,——

After the handwriting on the golden scroll was finalized, Elder Wei said again: "The Nine Great Disciples are the example of the three thousand sects of the Taiqing, the pillars of the Taiqing's supreme future, and those who are virtuous always live there, and those who are capable compete for them. Those who have both virtue and ability live here..."

Feng Yuanjiu was on the preparation stage, listening to Elder Wei explain the rules for winning the ninth peak, but his eyes fell directly on the first peak.

In the past, when he met Wan Anping in the Yuntai Mountains, the difference between his cultivation and cultivation was due to Zhuangbo's secret help, so he was able to escape.

Today, Wan Anping is standing on the first peak, he can be said to be in high spirits, he is full of fighting spirit on the preparation stage, he just waits to chop Wan Anping off the clouds, and step on Wan Anping's glory to ascend to the first place of the nine disciples!

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Title: "After Wearing a Book, I Married a Sick Brother-in-Law"

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Before going to sleep, Jing Shu glanced at "The Marquis's Wrong Bride"——

Jing Shu, the prostitute's daughter, her uncle inherited the title after her father died.

On the day of the wedding, Jing Shu got into the wrong sedan chair. The fiance of the eldest son of the Hou Mansion became the bridegroom of his cousin, and she became the bride of the sick cousin of the imperial merchant.

Seeing this, Jing Shu angrily left a comment: The heroine Bailian is blind, the heroine is blind, and the female supporting role is RZ, the whole family is scum. Common sense fed the dog?Poor reviews and abandoned articles!

Then, she took the book city app and transmigrated into the beautiful and miserable female supporting role of the same name, Jing Shu, whom she scolded RZ.

Looking at the sick "brother-in-law" who fell down three times in one breath, Jing Shu said that being a little widow guarding the wealth of the family, eating and drinking every day, earning money, chasing articles, and urging changes, this is really amazing!

However, Jing Shu waited and waited, the sick child just hung his breath and refused to die, and the look in her eyes became more and more strange every day, just like a hungry wolf...

Jing Shu silently left a message on the Book City app——

Author's wife, don't cheat!Please follow up!Will that sick man die or not!

Author's reply: The sick young man is the author's true love, and he will not die, thank you.