Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

"Hiss! There are creases on your clothes, don't move! I'll help you smooth it out." Lu Wanyue stepped forward seriously, with a stern face, and pretended to be serious as she stretched out her hand to smooth the collar of Que Qiu's clothes.

"Then Wanyue, you have to help me stroke it." Que Qiu's eyes curved like a fox, but he didn't move.

"Okay, let's check the bottom of the cliff." Lu Wanyue pretended to straighten the other person's clothes, took a step back, touched his nose and changed the subject.

Que Qiu curled the corners of his mouth slightly and stopped teasing.

The bottom of the cliff is foggy, as if it were surrounded by fairy mist. Passing through the layers of fog, the view is broad, and there are many strange rocks, arranged in a messy and weird way, which seems to be a huge formation.

Lu Wanyue walked in slowly, unsheathed the Qingluan Sword, and pointed the sword forward cautiously.

Que Qiu looked at the strange boulder standing there with a frown on his face, feeling a little troubled.

Stonehenge uses huge stones as a medium to form a space of its own, which is as unpredictable as a maze and contains hidden dangers. If you make a mistake, you will be doomed.

Giant rocks stand in the golden sand, and the golden quicksand is like a swamp. Once you step into the Stonehenge, your cultivation will suppress you and you will become a mortal. You will easily fall into the golden quicksand, and the more you struggle, the deeper you fall, until you are submerged by the quicksand and suffocate to death with your lungs full of quicksand.

"Wait a minute." Que Qiu quickly stopped Lu Wanyue.

"What? Is there a problem with this? The Taixu Sword is probably inside." Lu Wanyue didn't understand this illusion and looked at Que Qiu in confusion.

"There is a stone circle ahead, filled with dangers. The quicksand on the ground is like a swamp, so every step should be taken with caution." Que Qiu frowned and explained seriously.

"Then what should we do? Can we fly with the sword and pass over the Stonehenge?" Lu Wanyue waved the Qingluan Sword in his hand and asked tentatively.

“No, entering the range of the Stonehenge will suppress your cultivation, and you will become a mortal, unable to fly with a sword.” Que Qiu shook his head lightly.

"Should we just forget about it?" Lu Wanyue felt that, as the saying goes: I'm already here!

"Your cultivation is suppressed, but you don't have any internal strength or martial arts. Do you know any light skills?" Que Qiu asked after thinking for a moment.

"No." Lu Wanyue shook her head dejectedly, feeling that she was useless in everything except cultivating immortality!

"It's okay. I'll take you there." Que Qiu gently rubbed her head, "Hold me tight."

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. Lu Wanyue skillfully hugged Que Qiu's narrow waist tightly and buried her head in his chest.

A light laugh came from above his head. The next second, Que Qiu used his light skills, stepped lightly on the spot with his toes, and shot out like a spring, landing steadily on a strange-looking boulder. He stepped on the adjacent boulders all the way and seemed to leave an afterimage.

When strangers broke in, huge rocks began to spin. Countless golden arrows shot out from the golden sand, densely packed like an overwhelming rain of arrows, fiercely heading straight for Que Qiu.

Que Qiu waved his hand lightly and pulled out his long red sleeves, which were like red waves. With surging momentum, they caught all the arrows shot at him. He swung his sleeves aside casually, and the caught arrows lost control and fell into the sand, being swallowed up by the swamp-like golden sand.

Lu Wanyue buried his head tightly in the water and could only hear the residual sound of countless arrows being shot and the rustling of sleeves. Within a few breaths, everything returned to calm.

As we got closer to the center of Stonehenge, the strange rocks moved faster and faster, like an invisible circuit.

Que Qiu used his Qigong skills quickly and stepped on the moving rocks, slowing down his speed a lot.

A solemn giant tripod stands in the center of the Stonehenge, with countless sharp swords inserted into it.

There was no golden sand in the center, and the ground was paved with stone slabs. Que Qiu landed steadily and said softly, "We're here."

"Are we there yet?" Lu Wanyue slowly opened her eyes, and when she looked up she saw Que Qiu's clearly rolling Adam's apple. She shifted her gaze away, took a step back, and looked at the giant tripod in the center of the entire Stonehenge.

"What is this? There are so many swords stuck on it, which one is the Taixu Sword?" Lu Wanyue looked at the huge tripod that looked like a sieve with swords stuck on it.

"Legend has it that a person can only draw the sword once. Whether or not you can draw the real Taixu Sword depends on luck! If the sword fails to move after one try, it means you are not destined to draw the sword and will return empty-handed." Que Qiu looked at the swords in the cauldron meaningfully.

"Wouldn't that be a wasted trip? It feels like it all depends on luck." Lu Wanyue couldn't help but recall whether she had won the lottery since she was a child.

"No, it seems that you choose the sword, but in fact it is the sword that chooses its master. It attracts you to draw the sword. It is fate. Go ahead and follow your thoughts!" Que Qiu encouraged.

Lu Wanyue was forced into a task and walked into the giant cauldron in a daze. She was dazzled by the swords filled with them!

It's like choosing a concubine. This one has a majestic aura, while that one has a beautiful and gorgeous sword. It's really hard to choose.

The Qingluan Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and chopped the Manding Sword wildly!

"Qingluan?" Lu Wanyue stared blankly at her natal sword which came out of its sheath without her summoning.

All the swords in the cauldron vibrated together, and all of them were unsheathed from the cauldron, hanging in the air, and flew towards the Qingluan Sword with great momentum!

In front of Lu Wanyue, a group of swordsmen started fighting!

Lu Wanyue: I feel so confused! Who am I? Where am I? None of this is real!

She looked at everything in front of her in confusion, not knowing how things would develop in such a bizarre way.

The Qingluan Sword alone could withstand the sword energy of a group of swords.

Suddenly! A gap appeared on the sword body, and the Qingluan Sword seemed to explode. The attack became more and more fierce, like a mighty army!

With this slash that split the sky and earth, the sword energy forced back all the attacking swords!

A group of swords fell to the ground as if they had lost control.

At this time, there is only one sword in the giant tripod. The sword body looks ordinary, but in fact it has a restrained edge and a unified aura, the power of a king!

Lu Wanyue felt in the dark, this is Taixu!

Just as Lu Wanyue was about to step forward and draw her sword, the Qingluan Sword rushed over with great momentum and blocked her way.

"Hmph! Don't pull it out!"

A rebellious male voice sounded in my mind.

Lu Wanyue paused, eyes wide open, staring at the Qingluan Sword, unable to conceal surprise: "Qingluan?"

"Don't call me! You woman, you miss Chao Sichu! How many wives do you want?" The Qingluan sword swung violently a few times, as if it was going to kill its master in the next second.

"Ah? What do you mean by wife or not? Who said that? Can't I find you a partner?" Lu Wanyue absolutely did not admit that Jian was the sword cultivator's wife. This was something she always kept saying!

"Didn't you say that? My wife is my Taoist partner. If you want to be my Taoist partner, I won't bother with your affair with Que Qiu. Everything happened for a reason. Just think of it as my love for you! He is so beautiful, I don't mind being a Taoist partner with him. But you are still not satisfied and even want a Taoist partner! Que Qiu didn't even stop you and let you do whatever you want. It's really outrageous!"

Qingluan talked a lot and Lu Wanyue was stunned!

what?

Is there such a hidden story in our relationship?

"Qingluan, you are just my sword, not my Taoist partner. Those are just jokes. What I meant is that the sword is very precious to sword practitioners. You - think too much." Lu Wanyue broke Qingluan Sword's fantasy word by word.

She secretly hated herself for not being able to control her words. If she had known earlier, she would not have said such nonsense.

"What? You actually refuse to admit it now!" The Qingluan sword trembled slightly, as if it was about to collapse, and its voice sounded as if it was heartbroken after being cheated.

Lu Wanyue held his forehead helplessly: What is going on?

“Have you ever seen a sword cultivator marry his sword? You are my sword, and we will always be the best of partners. Don’t let your imagination run wild.” Lu Wanyue tried to comfort him.

"Partner?" Qingluan's incredulous voice rang in Lu Wanyue's mind, deafening!

"Yes, that's just a joke on normal days." Lu Wanyue said calmly.

The Qingluan Sword fell down helplessly as if it had lost control. The voice in his mind disappeared, and he seemed to be extremely sad.

Lu Wanyue picked up the Qingluan Sword and put it back into the scabbard. Without time to think, she quickly walked to the giant tripod and grasped the hilt of the Taixu Sword. A strong wind blew around them, and her clothes flew everywhere.

She took a deep breath and pulled up hard!

An inexplicable resistance seemed to be competing with her, but she did not back down at all. She continued to exert force with stubbornness.

As if he thought of something, he suddenly moved closer to the sword.

"Just come with me obediently, and I will take you across all the mountains and rivers! You have been in the illusion for millions of years, don't you feel lonely?" Lu Wanyue coaxed him while trying hard.

There seemed to be signs of loosening. Lu Wanyue was slightly surprised, raised her eyebrows, and continued to appeal to his emotions and reason with him.

"Look, I'm just taking you out of the illusion, and I won't make a blood contract. I already have a Qingluan Sword. If you meet a cultivator you want to follow after you go out, you can leave on your own. Do you want to come with me?"

Suddenly losing the shackles, the strength of the struggle suddenly relaxed, and Lu Wanyue easily pulled the Taixu sword out of the giant tripod.

"Huh! That's right! It will be fine if you follow me!" Lu Wanyue said patiently and coaxingly.

From a distance, she raised the Taixu Sword and waved it towards Que Qiu with a look of joy on her face.

"It's been pulled out? It's worthy of being the Taixu Sword, it's so powerful." Que Qiu used his lightness skills to fly closer, looked at the entire sword, and said with emotion.

"Then where are we going now?" Lu Wanyue asked, looking up as he carried the Taixu Sword and the Qingluan Sword side by side.

"The most important thing in the Taixu Illusion is the Taixu Sword. Now that you have it, you can take a look at the rest." Que Qiu was not interested in the things in the Taixu Illusion. The Taixu Illusion opens once every thousand years, and all major sects will organize cultivators to enter the illusion, and the Hehuan Sect certainly cannot be left behind.

Just take a look and you will see Que Qiu and Lu Wanyue searching for treasures along the way. Wherever they go, it is like a swarm of locusts, with no grass growing!

The illusion was completely wiped out!

In the end, I gave up because I couldn’t even fit it in the storage bag!

A visit to the fantasy world of Lu Wanyue instantly lifted me out of poverty, and I promise to come again next time!

The two of them left the Taixu Illusion Realm with the sword in their pockets. Everything was fine, except that after they took the Taixu Sword away, Qingluan could no longer be summoned. She probably couldn't figure it out and was still angry.

At the exit of Taixu Illusionary Realm, Que Qiu and Lu Wanyue looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

"Goodbye, Que Qiu."

"Que Qiu invites Fairy Wan Yue to visit the He Huan Sect."

They both spoke at the same time, slightly stunned.

"Next time, I'll definitely go back to the top of the mountain."

"Does Fairy Wanyue have any concerns?"

The two spoke again at the same time and smiled at each other.

"Hahaha! There's no need to keep Que Qiu. When I have time, I will definitely leave the mountain and visit the Hehuan Sect!" Lu Wanyue refused with a smile.

joke!

Que Qiu is now dressed as a woman and is still in the Hehuan Sect. It is not suitable for development at all. It doesn’t matter. It is better for him to stay in the mountain and take care of the baby.

Stay away from disputes!

"Then Wan Yue must come, I'll wait for you." There was a hint of regret in Que Qiu's eyes.

"Sure, sure!" Lu Wanyue agreed casually.

It was such a simple compliment, but Que Qiu took it seriously.

The two said goodbye.

Lu Wanyue happily returned to the top of the mountain with a basket of babies, and her happy pregnancy life officially began.

When he was hungry, he would fly on his sword and go down the mountain to eat. The Qingluan Sword couldn't be used, but the Taixu Sword was quite powerful.

When he had nothing to do, he would go fishing, meditate, and grow vegetables from time to time. His genes would awaken, and he planted many precious plants found in the illusory world around the bamboo house. The whole mountain was filled with spiritual energy, and even the ordinary plants he planted were transformed into spiritual plants.

A few days passed.

Next to the bamboo house, under a big tree, Lu Wanyue lay in a bamboo rocking chair, drowsy and began to dream.

I dreamed of the modern times. Que Qiu was wearing a maid outfit, revealing a thin layer of white chest muscles. Black stockings covered half of her thighs, leaving a little flesh on the edges. Her pointed succubus tail came out from her skirt and swayed leisurely. Her pointed black ears trembled slightly, which was very cute.

Que Qiu is cooking in the kitchen.

Lu Wanyue was standing at the door with a briefcase in hand, looking puzzled. She unexpectedly saw Que Qiu cooking in the kitchen in a maid outfit through the door!

She pressed the doorbell in a daze and clearly saw Que Qiu coming to open the door with his tail wagging.

The door opened, and Que Qiu slowly knelt at the door, looking at her tenderly with his fox eyes: "Master, you have worked hard at work!"

Before Lu Wanyue could react, Que Qiu knelt down to help her put on her shoes, then stood up and took the briefcase from her hand.

"No...no need! I can do it myself!" Lu Wanyue stuttered in refusal. Facing such a Que Qiu, she felt at a loss as to what to do!

"Master, do you hate Que Qiu?" Que Qiu lowered his eyes, feeling depressed.

"No...no! I don't hate it!" Lu Wanyue explained hurriedly, looking at Que Qiu who was wearing a maid outfit with a confused look in her eyes.

"So that means you like me?" Que Qiu looked up, a hint of cunning flashed in his fox eyes.

What's there to be sad about?

Lu Wanyue choked and said nothing, so just take it as her consent!

"Master, are you hungry? Eat first! You can feed me after you are full." Que Qiu pushed her to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

No? What did she hear?

"What...what feeding?"

No...it can't be what she thinks, right?

Lu Wanyue looked at Que Qiu expectantly, wanting to get an answer different from the one in her heart.

Que Qiu raised a seductive smile, and the succubus tail gently hooked her calf under the dining table, the meaning was self-evident!

Lu Wanyue closed her eyes, a look of disillusionment on her face.

"Master, eat! This is specially made for you." Que Qiu pointed at the table.

Eggs and leeks, oysters with green onions, ginger, stir-fried kidneys, and chestnut chicken soup.

What a great kidney-tonifying meal!

“This is——” Lu Wanyue’s eyes widened.

"The master always says he's tired at the end of the day, so... he needs more nourishment, so the master should eat more!" Que Qiu narrowed his fox eyes, with expectation in his eyes.

Lu Wanyue: ...

The silence was deafening. Looking at the delicious food and Que Qiu's encouraging eyes, she suddenly found it difficult to eat.

Que Qiu was particularly active in picking up food for her. It seemed that this meal had to be eaten this way.

Lu Wanyue felt like chewing wax and ate very slowly to buy time. It seemed that if she said she was full the next second, she would be carried sideways and thrown into the bedroom!

Hiss! Why is this dream so tormenting!