battle between good and evil

The layout of Qingling was very fast, and it didn't take long for the Xueling Peak to be covered by the formation, and according to Xue Xiuluo, if he wanted to break the formation violently, it would take at least two or three years, and this is still in the absence of anyone controlling the formation. Under the premise of the law, otherwise this time will be extended by at least ten times.

Because of Qingling's arrival, Xue Xiuluo stayed on the Xueling Peak every day and was obsessed with Qingling. If it wasn't for Qingling who still remembered to practice, and even supervised Xue Xiuluo, maybe they would have forgotten how to use swordsmanship and formulas .

It was because they had never been down the mountain before, so they didn't know that Duan Wunian had returned to the Blood Demon Gate with Yun Baiting. Since Duan Wunian had been away from the Blood Demon Gate for a long time, it was impossible for Duan Wunian to secure his position as the sect master. It didn't take much effort, so after Xue Shura, his master, no, Duan Wunian, who was no longer his master, also challenged the entire senior management of Xueshamen.

By the time Xue Xiuluo got the news, Duan Wunian had been back for more than a month.

In the green bamboo forest, the breeze blows slowly, bringing the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Pieces of green and pleasing bamboo leaves slowly fell with the dancing of the sword light, covering the ground with a blanket of bamboo leaves.

The man in purple was sitting lazily with his back against a green bamboo. The ground was covered with thick bamboo leaves, but bamboo leaves kept falling around him. He stretched out his white and slender hand, and took a piece of The leaves that fell on him.

The white and jade-like hands are so perfect that people can't help but hold them in their palms and take care of them. Even the verdant bamboo leaves that are as beautiful as emeralds can't take away the slightest of its charm.

The rain of bamboo leaves gradually stopped, and the sword dancer had already come to the owner of the plain hand. The owner of the sword casually put the sword aside, and a pair of equally flawless hands held the man's face in purple, and then saw him She couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed the man's thin lips.

Not only did the man in purple not refuse, but he stretched out his arms to embrace the other party, pulled the other party into his arms, and hugged him tightly to deepen the kiss that made him intoxicated.

"Put it on the ground so casually, aren't you afraid that the Blood Sword will get angry?" The man in purple, that is, Qing Ling, looked at the Blood Sword beside him with a smile, and then patted Xue Xiuluo's back, helping him to calm down because of the kiss just now. Steady breath.

"It's not like you to seduce people, if it weren't for you, I could do this?" Xue Shura rolled his eyes, tightened his hands holding Qingling, and then relaxed his body and leaned against him.

At the same time, with a thought, the Blood Sword turned into a ray of red light and entered his dantian. He put the Blood Sword away, and the Blood Shura became completely boneless, completely clinging to Qingling's body.

That posture, that demeanor, if someone who doesn't know it, will definitely think that he is Qingling's prostitute, who makes him have an enchanting temperament, every move seems to be seductive, and he is even more charming when he smiles.

Even if their faces are exactly the same, but because of their temperament, others basically see their temperament, and almost no one pays attention to their appearance, so until now no one has noticed, their They look exactly the same.

With the same face, Xue Xiuluo is enchanting and charming, evil and fierce, while Qingling is indifferent and ruthless, as elegant as a fairy.

This is why when they met each other with their true faces, their identities were never suspected.

"Go back?" In front of Qing Yi, Qing Ling is now more and more used to smiling lightly, and always unconsciously deepens the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

"No, I want to hear you play the piano." Qing Yi put his arms around his shoulders, leaned lazily in his arms, half-closed his eyes and buried his head on his neck.

Because he was sitting sideways in his arms, so Qingling took out the guqin and put it on the piano case just taken out in front of him, and hugged Qingyi Xuxu, it didn't affect his next playing.

And even if it would affect him, Qingling was reluctant to let go of the person in his arms. Besides, he didn't really want to listen to him play some music, but just wanted to see what he did for himself.

After Duan Wunian returned to the Xueshamen and re-established his position as the sect master, Qingyi approached him and had a fight with him. Unsurprisingly, Qingyi won, so Qingyi announced in public that the master-student relationship was terminated. At that time, no one came out to object. Originally, Moxiu respected the strong even more, and it was no big deal to dissolve the master-student relationship. I didn’t see those Moxiu whose master-student relationship was reversed later. say what.

That is to say, Taoist cultivators and Buddhist cultivators pay attention to the principles of heaven and ethics. They say that if you are a teacher for one day, you will be a teacher for the rest of your life. Even if the apprentice ascends, he is still his apprentice. It may change due to cultivation.

After dissolving the master-student relationship, Qing Yi naturally also abandoned the name Xue Shura. Although he and Qing Ling didn't care what others called them, but for themselves, returning to the name they were born with made their names Dao Xin became more transparent, and some invisible obstacles in cultivation disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the real names engraved into their souls are also the two characters Ling, Yi, which they have had since birth. Even if everyone only recognizes the two names of Qing Xiao and Xue Shura, their real names will not change.

The real name is a mark engraved into the source by a living being, and it is almost impossible to change it, even if it is reincarnated, it cannot be erased, unless it can be hidden in the true spirit deep in the soul after thousands of reincarnations.

And the names they recognize after reincarnation in each life cannot be said to be their real names, only their real names. These real names are attached to the surface of the soul, and will be erased from the soul by the power of reincarnation after each reincarnation.

Everyone's real name has incredible power, but since the creation of the world, there are only a handful of people who can use the power of real name.

Even the honorific name of Taoism can have incredible power in the hands of some powerful people, not to mention the real name that is inferior to the real name.

Moreover, some partial cultivators can cast curses, cast Gu, and nightmare spells based on the aura of a person's real name, which shows how important the real name is.

As the sun set, the temperature in the bamboo forest gradually became chillier, and a thin mist began to diffuse in the bamboo forest.

Although the cold air in the bamboo forest had no effect on them, the increasingly dense water vapor around them quietly wet their hair and skirts. Although it could block the water vapor, the two water-loving people did not want to do so.

It's a pity that no matter how thick the fog is, it can't compare to the fun of entering the water. The two people who were aroused to play in the water didn't stay any longer, and returned to their residence in a blink of an eye.

There are only three rooms, one bedroom is used for both rest and cultivation, one alchemy room is here for alchemy and refining tools, and the other is the hall for receiving guests.

But there is a bathing pool covering an area of ​​one mile at the back of the whole residence, and now they are naturally swimming in the pool.

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Originally, I planned to check the background every day. If I could see the message every day, I would update it daily. Unfortunately, you little goblins dispelled my idea of ​​updating it daily.