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The purple thunder ball was in his palm, like a super large night pearl, emitting purple light.

Xuanqing's eyes were fixed on the purple thunder ball.

In an instant, the purple lightning ball seemed to have its own consciousness and flew away directly from his palm.

Xuan Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw this.

Then he lowered his head and his eyes fell on his chest.

The golden scales were now beginning to disappear one by one.

Xuanqing quickly put on his dark blue Taoist robe and tied his belt, fearing that all the dragon scales that had grown out would disappear.

He picked up the peach wood sword and whisk lying on the ground, stood up straight,

He smiled slightly and said, "Jinglian, I have grown dragon scales!"

As he spoke, Xuanqing clenched the peach wood sword in his right hand.

I thought to myself: "Jinglian, you like me in your heart, right?

Otherwise...how could you give me the Emperor's heart blood?

There is no possibility between you two. With the Emperor's temperament, I'm afraid this misunderstanding today will be unresolved!"

Thinking of this, Xuan Qing raised his head to look at the night sky, his eyes fixed on the bright moon, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Xuanqing threw the sword in his hand into the air, jumped up, stood on the sword, and chased the purple ball.

Following it all the way, the purple thunder ball was like a naughty elf, shuttling through every corner of the spiritual plant garden.

Finally, it crawled into a hole in a willow tree and disappeared.

Xuanqing slowly descended, his feet landing firmly on the ground.

He held the peach wood sword tightly in his right hand and the whisk in his left hand, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring intently at the mysterious tree eye.

He said with great interest: "This spiritual plant garden seems to have many adventures.

Only this willow tree has a hole. Could it be that there is another world inside this hole?

After saying that, Xuanqing felt that something was fishy again.

He frowned slightly and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that someone deliberately lured me here?"

Just as he was hesitating, suddenly, bursts of clear female laughter came from the hole.

Hearing this, Xuan Qing couldn't help but sneer and said, "Another beauty trap."

Before he finished speaking, he flashed, turned around and flew away.

Suddenly, a red silk appeared from the hole and quickly wrapped around Xuanqing's waist.

Then, light shone from the hole, and the entrance of the hole miraculously became larger.

Xuanqing was stunned. Before he could draw his sword, he was pulled into the tree hole by the red silk.

After entering the tree hole, what comes into view are rows of willow trees growing by the lake, and the lake water is glowing with a faint fluorescence.

Xuan Qing thought to himself: "Could this be spiritual spring water?"

In an instant, a flash of light appeared before my eyes.

Xuanqing quickly turned around, holding the whisk tightly in his left hand and the peach wood sword tightly in his right hand. He was extremely frightened inside, but did not show it on his face.

The surrounding area is full of colorful flowers, the fragrance is tangy, and various spiritual plants are competing for beauty.

But the red silk was still tightly wrapped around his waist, binding him in place.

"Humph, now that you're here, don't think about leaving easily."

A gentle voice sounded in my ears, followed by the sound of bells.

Xuanqing turned around and saw a woman in a short purple gauze skirt walking barefoot.

The gauze skirt only reached her knees, as if it was deliberately revealing her long, snow-white legs.

She had a red string on her left foot with a small bell on it, and was walking slowly towards him.

The woman had a beautiful face. She held a purple thunder ball in one hand and a willow branch in the other. There was a hint of cunning in her green eyes.

Xuanqing's eyes fell on the bell, and he felt a little dizzy.

He knew that he was weak and it was not appropriate for him to fight with this woman.

He put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard on his back and held the whisk upside down in his hand.

Bowing, he said, "My humble servant Xuanqing greets the Immortal Lord!"

The woman in the purple dress chuckled: "You are an interesting little Taoist priest, I like you!"

As he spoke, he used the willow branch in his hand to lift Xuanqing's chin.

Xuan Qing was forced to raise his head, look at the woman in front of him, and said with a bow: "Thank you for your kindness, Immortal Lord.

If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first. I will give this thunder ball to the Immortal Lord."

The woman in purple skirt did not expect this, so she nodded, lost in thought for a moment, her eyes fell on the spiritual plants in front of her, and she fell into deep thought.

Xuan Qing quickly untied the red silk wrapped around her waist and silently recited some magic spell to try to escape, but the spell suddenly failed.

The woman in purple skirt noticed Xuanqing's subtle movements.

He then withdrew his gaze and stared at Xuanqing quietly.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "Young Taoist priest, do you want to escape?"

The voice was clear and pleasant, yet it also carried a certain elusive meaning.

Xuanqing became flustered upon hearing this.

He waved his hands repeatedly and denied it anxiously: "No, no, it's just that this red silk magic weapon is too powerful.

Just now, Xiaodao had unbearable pain in his abdomen, so he had to untie it.

The Immortal Lord is so beautiful, like a fairy from heaven, how could I possibly want to escape?"

As he spoke, he secretly observed the expression of the woman in the purple dress, fearing that he might upset her.

The woman in the purple dress was playing with the willow branch in her hand, waving it as if she was dancing with a sword.

Suddenly, she flicked her wrist and swept the willow branch across Xuanqing's face, with a hint of teasing.

She said in a delicate voice: "The young Taoist priest is also very handsome, why not just stay here?"

Xuan Qing thought to himself, "Could I have entered the secret realm again?

There is only this woman in this cave, could she be an illusion?"

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to slack off any longer. He turned his head away, not daring to look directly into the woman's seductive eyes, to prevent himself from being seduced by the mysterious power.

Then, he said calmly, "Your Majesty is joking.

Xiaodao entered the Daoist sect at the age of three and has long been determined to cultivate and cultivate, so he will never marry.

"Hmph, I really don't know what to do!"

The woman in the purple dress frowned, her gauze skirt fluttered in the wind, spiritual power surged, and a chill spread in the air.

The purple thunder ball in her hand gradually became smaller and finally melted into her palm, and the willow branch in her hand turned into a jade hairpin.

Xuanqing sensed a powerful murderous aura coming towards him, and he quickly turned around.

The hairpin in the purple-dressed woman's hand suddenly stabbed into his chest, making a crisp sound, and the hairpin broke into two pieces.

The woman in the purple dress looked at the hairpin in her hand and screamed.

"what……"

Xuanqing only felt a tinnitus and his ears suddenly hurt.

He quickly covered his ears with his hands and stepped back involuntarily.

Seeing this, the woman in purple skirt took light lotus steps and slowly walked over.

"Don't come over here!"

Xuanqing was so scared that his face turned pale and he kept backing away.

The woman showed a wicked smile and kept walking.

With a splash, Xuanqing accidentally fell into the lake.

He quickly held his breath and swam forward desperately, with only one thought in his mind, which was to swim out of this mysterious place.

The woman in purple skirt stood by the lake. She raised her hand and a green light came out from her palm, and Xuanqing was forcibly pulled back.

Xuan Qing secretly thought that something was wrong. He steadied his body, pulled out the peach wood sword behind him, and slashed at the green light with all his might.

Suddenly, above the lake, green light and red sword energy intertwined.

Xuanqing swung the peach wood sword with all his might, struggling hard with the green light.

Every time the sword flashed, layers of water splashed.

The green light seemed endless, continuously attacking Xuanqing.

The woman in the purple dress stood by the lake, a mocking smile on her lips and a strange light in her eyes, as if she was enjoying an interesting show.

"Young Taoist priest, you are really cunning."

Xuanqing gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

He knew very well that he could not retreat at this moment. If he relaxed, he would probably die here.

Suddenly, an idea came to him and he muttered to himself.

A burst of blazing flames suddenly surged up from the peach wood sword, spreading along the sword body and heading straight for the green light.

The green light and the flames intersected, making a sizzling sound, and mist suddenly rose from the surface of the lake.

The woman in purple skirt was slightly startled, as if she didn't expect Xuanqing to have this trick.

Taking advantage of the moment when she was distracted, Xuanqing seized the opportunity and leaped towards the shore.

His figure was like lightning, drawing an arc in the air.

Just as he was about to step onto the shore, the woman in purple dress reacted, waved her sleeves, and a red ribbon rolled towards Xuanqing.

Xuan Qing quickly dodged to the side, and the silk ribbon flew past his dark blue Taoist robe.

The woman in purple skirt looked at Xuan Qing's neck and saw golden dragon scales growing out of thin air.

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up.

Xuanqing's figure flashed and his feet stepped into the void.

He waved the whisk with his left hand, and in an instant, a silver light came out from the whisk.

In his right hand he held a peach wood sword, the blade of which emitted a red glow.

Xuanqing looked around, carefully feeling the breath of the mysterious woman.

Suddenly, a woman in a purple dress appeared, standing high in the sky.

She raised her jade hand slightly, and red silk floated out from her sleeves, quickly wrapping around Xuanqing's waist.

Xuan Qing's expression became serious, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttering to himself, "Heaven and earth, please help me, Taishang Laojun, show your power, and break the world with your magic!"

The woman in the purple dress looked down at Xuan Qing and couldn't help but find it funny.

He mocked, "You little Taoist priest, you can't win and you start to beg Taishang Laojun for help. This is really funny.

Will they appear to save you? A cultivator still needs to be strong himself."

Xuan Qing gripped the peach wood sword tightly in his hand and thought to himself, "That's right, my magic has failed since I came here.

If I hadn't just taken a few sips of that lake water, I would have died here right now."

The woman in the purple dress looked Xuan Qing up and down carefully, her eyes fixed on the dragon scales that appeared and disappeared on his neck, her heart full of doubts.

So he asked, "You are not a real dragon, why do you have dragon scales?"

Xuanqing made the peach wood sword in his hand disappear out of thin air, and jumped up, standing side by side with the woman in purple skirt.

He smiled slightly, holding the whisk upside down in his hand, and replied respectfully: "My Lord, I accidentally drank the blood of a real dragon, which is why I grew dragon scales."

Upon hearing this, the woman in purple dress took back the red silk wrapped around Xuanqing's waist.

She nodded slightly, with the corners of her mouth raised.

"My humble self, Qingyan, is the willow tree spirit of this spiritual plant garden. Young Taoist priest, can we be friends?"

Her voice was pleasant and had a hint of temptation.

Xuan Qing was slightly startled when he heard this, and subconsciously lowered his eyes. He replied respectfully, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for showing mercy."

At this moment, he secretly rejoiced: "I passed this secret realm trial just like that. It was quite easy. I wonder what the reward will be?"

Thinking of this, Xuanqing's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

The woman in purple dress mistakenly thought that Xuan Qing was fascinated by her beauty, and couldn't help laughing. The laughter echoed in the air like a devilish sound.

Xuan Qing quickly covered his ears, shook his head, and muttered, "Sin, sin."

"Xuanqing, hurry up and catch up!"

The voice of the woman in the purple dress rang out, and before she finished speaking, she flew up.

The bells hanging on the ankles made a crisp sound.

Xuanqing released his hands from covering his ears and looked forward, only to see that the figure of the woman in purple skirt was gradually moving away.

He jumped up and followed closely behind.

The woman in purple skirt flew into the dense bushes of spiritual plants, and the sound of the bells gradually disappeared.

Xuan Qing was high in the sky, looking around and calling out anxiously, "Where are you, Immortal Lord? Immortal Lord!"

But no one answered.

Xuan Qing frowned slightly, then suddenly had an idea. He deliberately shouted loudly, "If the Immortal Lord doesn't show up, I'll leave!"

As he spoke, there was a slight sound of a bell, and a woman in a purple dress emerged from the bushes of spiritual plants.

She slowly stood up, her figure graceful, raised her head and looked up at Xuanqing in the sky, stretched out her finger, and said, "Xuanqing, come down!"

Xuan Qing shook his head lightly and refused decisively, "My Lord, I am leaving now. We will never meet again."

After saying that, he flashed and turned into a stream of light, trying to break through this mysterious cave.

Seeing this, the woman in purple skirt quickly cast a magic circle.

The magic circle flashed with purple light, instantly enveloping the flowing light.

The flowing light in the magic circle was forced to transform into a human form. Xuanqing looked at the woman below through the light and shadow of the magic circle.

She stretched out her hand again, her clear blue eyes fixed on him, and she said in a soft voice, "Just call me Qingyan.

Come down, I have a secret book for you."

Xuan Qing said nothing, his eyes carefully searching for the center of the magic circle, secretly thinking about how to break the magic circle.

Seeing that Xuan Qing had no reaction, the woman in purple skirt stomped her feet in anger.

Unexpectedly, when he stomped his foot, he accidentally sprained his ankle.

She instantly fell to the ground, her eyes reddened, and she started crying.

She cried and said aggrievedly: "You all don't want to be friends with me. I am really friendly."

Xuanqing's heart softened, and he thought to himself, "This woman is really lonely guarding this secret place alone.

Why is there only one guardian in the secret realm of Lingshan?

Just now she said she would give me a secret book. Could it be a reward for passing the secret realm trial? I don’t know what secret book it is.”

After weighing the pros and cons, Xuan Qing shouted, "Miss Qingyan, why don't you let Xiao Dao go first!"

Upon hearing this, Qingyan quickly wiped away her tears.

She did not stand up, but just sat there among the spiritual plants. She waved her slender hand lightly and cast a spell to break the magic circle.

The purple magic circle surrounding Xuanqing gradually dissipated, and he slowly descended and sat next to Qingyan.

Inadvertently, his eyes fell on her jade feet, and he asked with concern: "Why aren't you wearing shoes?"

“Because it looks good.”

Qingyan replied calmly, a hint of stubbornness in her eyes.

Xuanqing touched his head helplessly, and for a moment, the two fell into silence.

After a while.

Xuanqing slowly stretched out his hand, and an exquisite wooden box appeared in his palm.

He said sincerely, "Qingyan, I'm giving you this Guyuan Pill as a token of my appreciation.

As for the secret manual, there's no need to give it to me. My foundation has been severely damaged and I rely entirely on elixirs to survive. You should give it to someone who is destined to receive it."

Upon hearing this, Qingyan took the wooden box from his hand, gently opened it and took a look.

I saw a golden elixir placed on a piece of silver cloth.

Qingyan nodded and said softly, "This pill is non-toxic."

As she spoke, she picked up the pill and handed it to Xuanqing's mouth, smiling sweetly: "Xuanqing, since your foundation is damaged, I will feed you this pill."

Xuan Qing was slightly stunned. He had originally planned to use the elixir to win her favor and let her give him the secret book.

At this moment, looking at Qingyan's eyes flashing with green light, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

As the pill entered his mouth, his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Seeing this, Qingyan raised the corners of her mouth and took out a secret book from her sleeve.

The letter was actually made of soft leather, with words embroidered on it with gold thread.

Xuanqing's attention was instantly drawn over, and his eyes were fixed on those three words.

Then, he recited: "Dragon Transformation Art."

He couldn't believe his eyes and subconsciously slapped his head, thinking he had seen it wrong.

But Qing Yan's voice rang in his ears: "That's right, the Dragon Transformation Technique is for you."

Xuan Qing looked down at the secret book in his hand, secretly delighted in his heart: "Passing this trial actually gives you a secret book, and it's the Dragon Transformation Technique."

He suddenly became confused and asked, "Where did you get this secret book? Why did you give it to me?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yan immediately took the secret book back from Xuan Qing's hand, put it in the lapel of her chest, snorted coldly, and replied, "Forget it if you don't want it."

Xuan Qing panicked and immediately stretched out his hand, shouting anxiously: "I want it, I want it, please give it to me!"

Qingyan smiled evilly, a hint of mischief flashing in her eyes: "What do you want? Do you want me?"

Xuan Qing felt that the situation was a bit tricky, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly explained, "I want the secret book."