After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

I clearly told you that I would not disturb your life and Junior Sister Ye’s life, and would stay away tactfully... I didn’t expect that even after I gave in so much, you still felt that what I did was wrong, and even wanting to hug you was an invasion of you!

Pei Yuhan, I am so disappointed in you!"

Lu Ruoxi said this painfully, then turned around and flew away on a auspicious cloud. The few tears left in the air were blown onto Pei Yuhan's lips by a gust of wind.

These tears, filled with the beauty's distress, are salty and bitter.

"Senior Sister Lu, that's not what I meant! You misunderstood me!"

Pei Yuhan quickly flew after him on his sword, calling out his senior sister's name anxiously, hoping that she would sit down and have a good talk with him.

Lu Ruoxi glanced at Pei Yuhan who was chasing after her, and she was delighted, realizing that the kind-hearted Junior Brother Pei had taken the bait again.

I'm sorry, Junior Brother Pei... In order for you and Senior Sister to be together, please forgive me for my despicable use and deception of you.

Lu Ruoxi lowered her eyes, then made a gesture to speed up further, so as to prevent Pei Yuhan from catching up with her quickly.

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The Kunlun Mountains are like a dragon swimming above the earth, stretching across the surface for thousands of kilometers.

On the towering mountain tops, the snow was like a huge white cloak, gently covering the hideous black rocks.

Huhu——

Several huge ships passed over the top of the mountain, and the hurricanes they created threw the accumulated ice, snow and dust into the sky.

"The Holy Land of Yin and Yang."

As a soft and enchanting female voice sounded in the clouds, a fox as big as a hill poked its head out from the sea of ​​clouds. There were layers of pavilions on the back of the fox, and standing inside were many gorgeous and coquettish women.

"Xuanyuan Dao Sect."

Elder Liu's vigorous and powerful voice followed closely, and a golden light pierced through the clouds, and a huge golden ship appeared in the air, with great momentum.

"Hahaha, your two major sects are particularly high-profile this year, so my Wushen Mountain will also join in the fun!"

The ground cracked and a small hill rose up, causing dust to roll like waves. After the dust settled, countless disciples discovered that it was actually a tortoise carrying the hill on its back!

Wushen Mountain is another prestigious holy place among the righteous cultivators. If the physical cultivation inheritance there is ranked second, no one in the world dares to claim to be the first.

After the appearance of the Mountain-Carrying Turtle on Mount Wushen, the Longyin Sword Sect, representing the world's number one sword art, and the Holy Land of Yao Chi, the only righteous force composed entirely of female practitioners and known as the "Clan of Fairies", also appeared one after another.

On the cranes that blocked out the sun, the cold and reserved fairies looked at the glamorous and coquettish women in the Yin-Yang Holy Land with undisguised disgust in their eyes.

After all, when good and evil were fighting each other, the Yao Chi Holy Land was responsible for blocking the Yin Yang Holy Land. Countless disciples of the two holy lands died in the war, and they had a feud for a long time.

"The people of Dao Sect are really bewitched by the vixen spirits of Yin Yang Holy Land. I didn't expect that they would actually form an alliance. When we go back, we must remind the disciples in our sect not to make friends with the people of Dao Sect, so as to avoid contracting syphilis or other diseases!"

A fairy frowned and complained in a low voice.

"Shh—don't talk."

"The most taboo thing in the fairy compulsory course is gossiping. If others hear it and use it as a handle, it will be troublesome."

The companion reminded.

"But the fairy compulsory course also teaches that fairies must dare to love and hate, and live passionately!"

When the fairy said this, she looked at the graceful figure sitting on the cushion behind her, with her face covered by a white gauze hat.

"Master, is what you said about your disciple correct?"

Lin Qianyan opened her crystal blue eyes, recalled the teachings of a young man, and after a moment's silence, she said softly:

"Xiao Han, we need to analyze specific issues specifically. The fairy's reserve and true nature are in a relationship of unity of opposites. We cannot favor one over the other."

Pei Xiaohan felt as if he had been enlightened when he heard these words, and his mind suddenly became clear.

"No wonder Master was chosen as the Saint, the moment she opens her mouth she speaks like a saint!"

Pei Xiaohan's voice was full of admiration, but Lin Qianyan shook her head.

"I didn't come up with this sage's words. My practice is not good enough."

"My husband used to like to tell me stories about saints. This is the truth of the great truth that Saint Ma said when he enlightened the people of the world."

Pei Xiaohan couldn't help feeling a little jealous when she heard the usually aloof master's unconcealed joy when he mentioned his "husband".

It’s my husband again... a cauldron slave who was captured by the Yin-Yang Holy Land. He must have been squeezed into medicinal dregs a hundred years ago. Is he worthy of being remembered so much by my master?

Chapter 239 So-called Pure Love

Pei Xiaohan felt that he could no longer let his master be obsessed with the illusion from a hundred years ago, as this would definitely hinder his master's future career!

"Master, that man..."

Before Pei Xiaohan could finish his words, Lin Qianyan hit him on the head with a whisk as white as clouds and smoke.

"Xiao Han, don't be so rude. When I adopted you, I gave you my husband's last name. You should call him daddy."

Daddy... Daddy? !

Why should I call a mortal who turned to dust a hundred years ago and has been reincarnated for who knows how many times daddy?

Pei Xiaohan felt aggrieved, but she also understood the importance of that man in her master's heart. Even if her master doted on her, if she dared to show any disrespect to that man, her master would never let her off easily.

But if I, who am closest to my master, don’t tell him, am I going to let that man ruin my life as the Saint of Yao Chi?

The girl's smart eyes flickered, and she finally made up her mind and said tactfully, "Master, why are you so sure that the man...father, is he still alive?

Please forgive me for speaking frankly, you have been thinking about your father all the time, maybe it is just the devil in your heart. As the Saint of Yaochi, the role model of all fairies, you should let go of the past and look forward. "

After Pei Xiaohan finished speaking, he closed his eyes nervously, waiting for the whisk in his master's hand to hit his head again.

But after a long time, Pei Xiaohan only heard a mournful sigh.

This made Pei Xiaohan feel for the first time that her master was no longer the Yao Chi Saintess who had achieved great cultivation and was regarded as the pearl of the holy land, but just a little woman who hoped that her man would return home soon...

"My husband... had his secrets concealed by an expert a hundred years ago, so much so that even I have forgotten his full name. I only remember that his surname is 'Pei'."

Lin Qianyan gently stroked the silver ring on her white fingertips. After her careful maintenance, the silver ring still sparkled with a crystal luster. There was a small word "Pei" engraved on it, which made Lin Qianyan's pink lips under the veil unable to hide the smile.

"I don't know why my husband would ask such a master to help him conceal the secret, but because of this, I know that my husband must still be alive and well. Maybe he has become the master's disciple and is now a powerful person."

Pei Xiaohan looked at his master's infatuated look and felt inexplicably irritated.

"Master, you are thinking too idealistically. The rise of every powerful person is a legendary history book spanning thousands of years. How can it be so easy to become a powerful person?

In a world of cultivation where geniuses abound, even the most brilliant mortals would probably fade into obscurity... Moreover, he had been captured and taken to the Yin-Yang Holy Land. Even if he really had talent, he would have been exploited by countless female cultivators long ago..."

When Pei Xiaohan mentioned the word "extract", a strong wave of spiritual energy burst out from Lin Qianyan, making Pei Xiaohan feel like a small boat on the rough sea that could be swallowed up at any time.

Her face turned pale, and she finally remembered at this moment that the person sitting in front of her was not only her master who was usually as gentle as a mother, but also a Void Refining Monk who was capable of destroying the sky with a wave of his hand!

"Master, please calm down! I was the one who made a mistake!"

Pei Xiaohan hurriedly knelt down, but at this moment, the surging spiritual energy disappeared in an instant and turned into a gentle spiritual energy that lifted her up.

"Xiao Han, I know what you are thinking. I know... you look down on Master's husband because the teachings of Yao Chi Holy Land are about purity first. In your opinion, my husband has been tainted and dirty after entering Yin Yang Holy Land.

However, you haven’t experienced love yet, so it’s normal that you don’t understand my infatuation with my husband. True pure love doesn’t care about the other person’s past~”

"So-called pure love is loving each other without any reason..."

Lin Qianyan stood up and touched her disciple's hair. Even though she was wearing a white veil, one could feel the Madonna-like compassion in her eyes.

"Master..."

Pei Xiaohan couldn't help but be a little dazed, and became even more jealous of the "daddy" whom she had never met. She didn't understand what charm he had that could make her master, such a favored daughter of heaven, miss him for so long!

If I could have this care and love for you...

"opened."

Lin Qianyan's voice pulled Pei Xiaohan back from his increasingly dangerous thoughts.

She seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the sky with sharp eyes.

I saw that the originally azure sky was covered by thick black clouds that looked like a coffin, and there was a crack in the black sea of ​​clouds that slowly opened.

"The secret realm of Kunlun Mountain is about to be opened. Xiaohan, you must be careful when you enter."

"I understand, Master."

Pei Xiaohan looked at Lin Qianyan reluctantly for the last time, then released his flying skills and flew towards the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain along with other fairies from the Holy Land of Yao Chi.

When the disciples of the Yao Chi Holy Land flew to the horizon, the disciples of other sects also rushed to fly away on their swords. Among them were both independent cultivators and demonic cultivators with hidden identities, a mixed crowd.

After all, the Kunlun Mountains are located in the territories of several major righteous sects. Except for the Yin-Yang Holy Land, which is invited by the Taoist sect and can enter openly, any other evil sect that enters without authorization will be regarded as a declaration of war.

But the evil cultivators who are good at unorthodox methods will naturally not be stopped so easily. They will lurk in various small and medium-sized sects, or disguise themselves as independent cultivators, and rush in when the secret realm begins.

This will add a bit more uncertainty to the already dangerous journey into the secret realm.

Pei Xiaohan had a treasure on him, and was almost the fastest among the group of cultivators to fly into the rift in the secret realm.

Following a strong feeling of spatial pulling, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a cave filled with the smell of gunpowder and sulfur.

Just as she was about to walk out of the cave, a magical weapon on her body that could sense danger issued a warning, and Pei Xiaohan almost instantly launched a defensive spell.

But even so, she was slow.

A sword tip flashing with the cold moonlight was pressed against Pei Xiaohan's snow-white neck. If the sword tip moved forward half an inch more, it would be able to cut through her delicate neck skin.

"Are you from Xuanyuan Dao Sect?"

Pei Xiaohan was first shocked by how fast and decisively the man drew his sword, but then he calmed down and recognized the sect the person behind him belonged to through the pattern on her sleeve.

"Xuanyuan Dao Sect and Yaochi Holy Land have a non-aggression treaty. Daoist friend, you are so rude, aren't you afraid of causing two accidents?"

The person behind him heard this and said in a hoarse voice: "There are all kinds of people in this secret realm. I can't be sure whether you are a disciple of Yao Chi Holy Land or a disguised disciple of the Demonic Path. If you swear on your soul now, I will let you go."

Pei Xiaohan had no choice but to do as he was told.

Although the process was a bit troublesome, fortunately this Taoist disciple kept his promise and really let go of the sword and did not continue to embarrass her.

When Pei Xiaohan saw the other person's rare long silver hair and cold and beautiful face, a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The other party seemed to be irritated by her eyes, and pointed the sword at her again, and said vigilantly:

"You like women?"

Pei Xiaohan's throat twitched and he quickly raised his hand to signal surrender.