Ninth-level fairy

This was not in a painting. She passed through Jianmen and came to the Tomb of the Human Emperor, which was before Lingxiao was built. The grass and trees were lush, there were no buildings, and everything returned to the original Lingxiao Mountain.

Li Qingshuang was completely confused. The Lingxiao Sword Sect had a history of a thousand years. Had he traveled through time and arrived a thousand years ago?

There are waterfalls and flowing clouds in front of you.

Li Qingshuang clearly remembered——

In the back mountain of Lingxiao, there is a holy lake and a bottomless cave.

That was a place she often liked to go when she was young.

She had found this place by chance. Whenever she was in a bad mood, she would go there and sit there all day.

If the world behind Jianmen is really Lingxiao Mountain, then there must be a holy snow-capped mountain lake on top of the mountain.

In order to confirm her idea, Li Qingshuang immediately tied up the baby, tucked up the hem of her skirt, and crawled towards the place she remembered.

At this moment, I can't think of anywhere else except this place.

After almost three hours of trekking through mountains and rivers, Li Qingshuang finally saw the holy lake he had seen before.

Light blue snow-capped mountains, emerald green lakes,

Wild elk, yaks, foxes, and musk deer were drinking water by the lake without a care in the world.

Finally, we saw some living creatures around this lake.

This is not a painting, here are all living things.

With the confirmation of this lake, Li Qingshuang was almost certain that this was the so-called Lingxiao Mountain, and it was very likely the Lingxiao Mountain from a thousand years ago. As for the scenes of sword fighting in the sky, she still couldn't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it.

Li Qingshuang smiled and put the baby on the ground. Seeing that his breathing was steady, he finally let go of his worry.

I squatted down, scooped up a mouthful of lake water and held it into my mouth. The cold lake water was clear and refreshing, with the fragrance of grass and trees melted from the snow-capped mountains.

She cupped her hands and fed the baby a sip. Just as she turned around, she was suddenly stunned. Li Qingshuang almost thought she was dazzled. Before her eyes, it seemed like a wonderful dream.

Beneath the holy lake of the snow-capped mountains, above the rippling surface of the lake.

At this time, a figure came slowly from the water, her lotus steps did not touch the water, her figure was ethereal, slender, graceful and soft, and she was playing a green Qiang flute, the music was clear and melodious.

This is a dignified, beautiful, graceful and almost perfect woman in green gauze.

Li Qingshuang has always been proud of her beauty, but in front of this woman, she suddenly felt ashamed of herself.

This woman is so beautiful, so stunning and charming.

The melodious sound of the flute reached Li Qingshuang's ears, with a lightness and brightness like smoke shrouded in cold water. She was stunned. How could a woman appear in such a remote place?

Walking on water, it is obvious that he has some special skills. He is either a Taoist master, a mountain spirit, or a ghost.

Li Qingshuang immediately became alert, protecting the child behind her. Just as she was about to draw her sword, the woman suddenly smiled and called out to her, "Girl, where are you from?"

She stood there and spoke softly. Li Qingshuang felt relaxed all over. She had never heard such a pleasant voice before.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman in green gauze bent down, stretched out a pair of white hands, untied the package on her back, took out venison, green onions, and seasoning packets from it, picked up some firewood around, and started a fire.

Li Qingshuang looked at her curiously and asked puzzledly: "What are you doing..."

"Isn't it normal for me, the local landlord, to roast venison to entertain the distinguished guests?"

'Landlord!'

This woman is the owner of this holy lake in the snowy mountains, no wonder she is so light and clear.

"Are you hungry? I see you've run quite a distance. Even if you're not hungry, the child next to you must be hungry!"

"Excuse me, is the fairy the owner of this place?" Li Qingshuang asked speculatively.

"You're quite clever. The villagers in the mountains created a Dharma body for me and call me the Flower and Willow Goddess..."

"It's the mountain god!" Li Qingshuang thought to herself, but didn't dare to say it out loud.

The presence of villagers here means that there are people living in this world.

"Excuse me, is there a village nearby?"

"Of course there are. Go over these mountains and go deep into the mountains, and you will find two villages!" The woman in green gauze pointed to the distance.

As soon as the firewood was ignited, a burst of fragrance immediately emerged. Chopped green onions and seasonings were sprinkled on it, and the roasted venison, oozing with oil, was handed over. He smiled softly and said, "Miss, would you like some?"

Li Qingshuang immediately pushed her hand away and declined:

"Thank you for your kindness, Fairy. Monks don't eat meat."

"The girl doesn't look like a Taoist nun, but more like a secular person!" The woman in green gauze chuckled.

Li Qingshuang immediately noticed that when the woman looked at him, there was a strange light in her eyes.

When the two hands met, Li Qingshuang held a talisman in his sleeve, burned it, crushed it into powder, and pretended to sprinkle it on the woman in green gauze accidentally.

He stared intently at the woman and grasped the sword, but saw that she looked normal, without the fear of evil spirits or other monsters seeing the talisman.

Li Qingshuang was still worried. Uncle Xuanji said that there were many difficulties behind the Sword Gate. All the masters of the seventh and eighth realms above the founder were defeated inside and could not get out.

Everything beautiful before our eyes must be unusual.

She was cautious and carried the child on her back, saying, "Fairy, please enjoy the food here first. I'm going to relieve myself and will be back soon."

Seeing her about to leave, the elegant face of the woman in green gauze suddenly darkened. She said, "I've been kind to you, and you won't even give me this little bit of face? You're always on guard against me!"

Seeing her betrayal, Li Qingshuang sneered and drew his sword: "What do you want?"

She had long known that the appearance of a beautiful woman in such a deep forest and the invitation to eat roasted venison was definitely well prepared.

The woman in green gauze also sneered: "Since you don't want to pretend anymore, I don't want to pretend either. Xianling stays, you go, or we can stay together!"

“Sure enough, they came here for the immortal spirits!”

Li Qingshuang formed the Taoist secret technique of the Yuheng Sword in her hand and shouted in a delicate voice:

"You monster, you're playing tricks on me. I already knew you had bad intentions!"

He slashed with the purple immortal sword in his hand and shouted, "Surrender your head! You dare to covet my Lingxiao divine object? I don't care whether you are a mountain god, ghost, or the goddess of flowers and willows!"

The woman in green gauze suddenly jumped up, stretched out a pair of slender white hands, grabbed the tip of the sword, and pushed forward.

This move was extremely skillful, with the strength and power controlled just right.

Li Qingshuang was stunned when she saw the woman show this move. She had seen Master Xuanzhen demonstrate this move before.

Master Xuanzhen told her at the time that he had not reached that level yet, so this move could not bring out the essence of it. Only masters above the seventh level could bring out this Lingxiao unique skill.

Her mind raced, but her eyes showed horror.

Her Yuheng was a fifth-rank divine weapon, considered a top-grade spiritual weapon on Lingxiao Mountain. But at this moment, the sword was in her slender jade hand, broken into dozens of pieces. When it was about to fall on the rock, the woman suddenly rolled up all the sword tips and swung her robe sleeves towards Li Qingshuang.

Li Qingshuang didn't have time to react. With a scream, she flew sideways, slamming heavily onto the rocks. In her final moments, she flung the child to the side, fearing he'd be crushed to death by her own body.

It only took one move for the two to decide the winner in a split second.