The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Lou Lu was feeling depressed when he saw that his provocation had no effect at all.

After hearing Su Zihou's words, he immediately asked, "Is this something for my master? What is it? Bring it here so I can see it."

Xiao Han thought, who do you think you are? You can see whatever you want.

Su Zihou glared at him and said, "I'm going to hand this over to Uncle An personally. Get out of the way."

Lou Luan sneered, "My master is in seclusion and won't give the things to me. How can you deliver them in?"

Xiao Han finally spoke: "My fellow Daoist, I was entrusted by a senior in the late Jindan stage to personally deliver the gift to your master. If you stop me and ruin the seniors' important plan, don't blame me for not warning you."

Lou Luan stared at Xiao Han, "Are you threatening me?"

Xiao Han: "I'm just stating the truth. Besides, the senior I entrusted the item to has a particularly bad temper. If I really ruin his plan, I'll certainly be blamed, and I'm afraid your master won't let you off easily either."

She didn't believe that An Fengyao would be happy for her apprentice to know her private matters.

As expected, after she said that, Lou Luan didn't dare to force it. He snorted and turned to fly towards the peak where his master was.

Although Su Zihou believed that there was nothing innocent between him and Xiao Han, he bowed awkwardly when he saw Junior Sister Sun standing in front of him. "Junior Sister Sun, um..."

Junior Sister Sun waved her hand and said, "I just happened to be passing by on something. I received a communication talisman from Senior Brother Lou, so I stopped by to take a look. Now that everything is fine, I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, he nodded at Xiao Han, turned around and left gracefully.

Xiao Han: It turns out this person is here to eat melons.

The two continued to fly towards Yaotai Peak, the peak where An Fengyao was.

Su Zihou brought Xiao Han and landed in front of a luxurious palace-style building.

Xiao Han sensed the rich spiritual energy on the mountain peaks, looked at the exotic flowers and plants, and the beautiful trees dotted around, and once again expressed his envy.

Alas! In modern society, she was a poor person. Having fallen into this alien world of immortal cultivation, she was a poor, independent cultivator. She was truly haunted by poverty.

While she was sighing, Su Zihou had already walked to the front door and performed a junior etiquette towards the inside. He said in a clear voice: "Uncle An, a Jindan senior asked my friend to send you something. Please come and see it."

The deacon disciple of Yaotai Peak heard the noise and hurried over. He bowed to Su Zihou and said, "Brother Su, what is this? Do you want me to take it in and give it to the Peak Master?"

Su Zihou shook his head and said, "No, this cannot be handed over." He was just about to ask if An Fengyao was really in seclusion when he saw Lou Luan coming out.

He said with a smug look on his face, "My master told you to bring the things in for me."

Su Zihou turned to look at Xiao Han, and Xiao Han shook his head.

There are obviously restrictions at the gate of the main hall. Looking inside from the outside, it seems unreal as if there is a layer of mist between them.

Xiao Han also bowed towards the main hall and said, "Junior Xiao Han, I have been entrusted by a senior in the late Jindan stage to personally deliver something to Senior An. I would like to ask you to meet me so that I can complete the task."

Lou Yu sneered, "Can you see my master whenever you want?"

But just as he finished speaking, he heard a woman's lazy voice from inside, "Lou Luan, bring them in."

Lou Xun's face suddenly became as stinky as if he had eaten shit. He flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked into the hall.

Su Zihou made a face at his back, turned around and smiled at Xiao Han, "Come on, let's go in."

The two of them then followed him into the hall.

Xiao Han lowered his eyes slightly and walked behind Su Zihou.

The ground beneath your feet is white warm jade with cloud patterns, and walking on it feels like walking on clouds.

There are three steps in front, and on both sides of the steps are light golden silk curtains hanging from the roof. In the center is a large chair made of golden silk nanmu wood, as luxurious as the emperor's throne.

A beautiful woman who looked to be in her twenties, wearing a palace-style dress, with a golden flower and hairpin of magical quality in her hair, leaned lazily on the chair, looking at the people coming in.

Su Zihou bowed and saluted, "Uncle An, this is my friend Xiao Han, I've been ordered to come and deliver something to you."

Xiao Han also hurried forward and bowed, "Junior Xiao Han greets Senior An."

After saying that, he took out the photo stone from the storage bag.

"This is something a senior has entrusted to me, a junior, to hand over to you."

An Fengyao waved her hand and the photo stone flew towards her.

Just as Xiao Han was about to say goodbye and leave, An Fengyao had already clicked on the photo stone.

The light of the shadow stone flashed, and a dark light and a vague mountain wall appeared in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Yi's voice was heard.

"Ayao, you are so cruel. You have never come to see me again in these years. Have you really forgotten me? Have you forgotten your Xie Lang?..."

An Fengyao was so shocked that she sat up straight. Su Zihou and Lou Luan also looked at the images and sounds emitted by the photo stone in surprise.

Xiao Han lowered his head helplessly. What's wrong with An Fengyao? If someone gives you something, wouldn't you just look at it secretly by yourself? Why would you click on the photo stone in public?

Now, it would be really hard for him to get out of this situation. Even a fool, seeing Xie Yi's current condition and hearing this recording, would find it hard not to think of the bloody drama between An Fengyao and Xie Yi.

So, will An Fengyao let me go?

Sure enough, the next moment, An Fengyao turned off the photo stone and said coldly, "Su Zihou, Lou Luan, you two go out first. I want to talk to this fellow Daoist Xiao."

Su Zihou seemed to sense something and called out worriedly, "Uncle An..."

"Go out, I just want to ask her something." An Fengyao softened her tone.

Su Zihou glanced at Xiao Han, who smiled at him, reassuring him. Su Zihou had no choice but to leave the hall with Lou Luan.

As soon as the two of them went out, An Fengyao pointed her finger at the formation at the entrance of the hall and opened the restriction.

Then, she continued to listen to the words in the photo stone, her expression changing constantly as she sat there blankly.

She hadn't visited Xie Yi for twenty years, mainly because the man who was once gentle, considerate, and handsome had turned into a man with disheveled hair, a scruffy beard, and a foul mouth, which destroyed all the good impressions she had of him.

To say she no longer had any feelings for Xie Yi was a lie. If she were truly heartless, she would have killed him long ago.

After all, that man had once brought her such ecstasy and made her love him to death.

This playboy is so hateful. It’s not enough for him to have a woman like her who has a good family background, high cultivation and beautiful looks. He also seduces other female cultivators to attract other people. How can she tolerate this?

In order to keep him by her side forever, she designed a plan to control him, but in return he turned against her and cursed at her.

In a fit of rage, she chopped off his legs.

But this man would rather die than stay with her.