The world's first fairy gate

This is not finished.

Once you have a father, you should have a mother.

Xie Qiuhan heard a bunch of flirtatious affairs again, including the heart-abusing fairy love that went down the mountain, the childhood sweetheart love with the same school sister, the happy enemy with the unruly young lady in Qingcheng of Lingnan, and what's more, Hong Lan has a part in it. Let's have an affair.

In view of the fact that there are only males in the three generations of Qingcheng, and the demon king Honglan has a Taoist companion, these two theories have been ruled out.

Therefore, the two rumors of Xianfanlian and Zhumaqing were spread out and discussed in detail.

The basis of Xian Fanlian's love is an excerpt. It is said that Xian Zuo was favored by a fisher girl during the catastrophe, and fell in love with her at first sight, so he pretended to be a mortal and followed her, silently accompanying her to get married Childbirth and even old age and death.

A hundred years for a mortal is but a fleeting moment for an immortal, how sad and helpless this relationship is.

The play became a huge hit right after it debuted on stage, surpassing Liang Zhu and Meng Jiangnv to become the most tear-jerking play in a century.

After the story was finished, the private rooms on both sides fell silent.

Tan Heping wiped his tears, "It's too miserable, too miserable..."

Xie Qiuhan was speechless for a while.

Excerpts, can it be taken seriously?

What's more, Yunfang's ability can shake mountains and rivers, and it's just a matter of turning an ordinary woman into a fairy.

There are flaws in this story.

The disciples over there also said the same thing.

So I came to the school of love between brothers and sisters.

This school tells about the friendship between Xianzuo and Fairy Qingbi in Jiangzhuguan, who have no doubts and love for a long time.

Everyone can see Qingbi's admiration for Xianzuo, and this friendship has won a lot of popular support.

But the problem is that Fairy Qingbi hasn't entered Taoism for a hundred years, and the age difference between the two is really big, and they can't be childhood sweethearts.

Tan Heping carefully looked at Xie Qiuhan's expression, and asked, "Brother Xie, are you serious?"

Xie Qiuhan shook his head naturally.

The three become tigers, and they all talk about gold.

Well done, he has an extra complicated life experience, and Yunfang has an endless romantic history.

It really made him laugh.

It's always bad to listen to other people's corners, and they happened to have finished their meal, so they got up to leave.

Walking to the door, the voice became clearer, and there was a lot of noise over there.

Xian Fanlian's vows are firm, Qingmei Qing's words are firm, and a struggle between Bai Yueguang and the junior sister intensifies.

At this moment, a female disciple said softly, "How do you know that they are not the same person?"

The chattering disciples all fell silent and stared at her dumbfounded.

Accompany the mortal woman to spend her life, become a fairy again, and continue the frontier.

This is really... not only has the best of both worlds, but also upgrades the story to the point of being epic.

Xie Qiuhan just walked out of the private room and stopped at what the female disciple said.

Coincidentally, the situation over there is also opening the door, and the female disciple who spoke just now is about to enter the door.

Both sides were taken aback.

Xie Qiuhan glanced at the private room over there calmly: You really can't judge people by appearance, that table is full of senior disciples from Jiugong Baguan, known as the social circle of big disciples.

Ordinary disciples of Zixiao Mountain were fascinated by this, how could they know that this group of people talked neither about Daoism nor Qingxiu in their daily communication, but about the illegitimate son of Xianzuo.

And the female disciple who spoke was the elder sister of Jiangzhu Temple, the only direct disciple of Fairy Qingbi.

When she saw Xie Qiuhan, she was stunned for a while, and then forced out a loving smile.

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

Xie Qiuhan bowed to her, didn't want to say more, brushed shoulders and walked away.

The female disciple only thought that he felt embarrassed, and felt more pity in his heart.

Who knows that Xie Qiuhan is actually depressed and unhappy.

It is not surprising that the disciples gossip. Xie Qiuhan knows his background, so he just finds it funny.

But the relationship between Qingbi and Yunfang is a little more intriguing because of what the elder sister Jiangzhuguan said.

This story really makes sense.

Xie Qiuhan hurried out with his head down, but there was a shadow in front of his eyes.

He frowned, looked up—

It was a group of Taixuan Palace disciples headed by Zhou Wenxuan, all of them wore spirit snakes on their waists, and they were described as arrogant.

Zhou Wenxuan was looking at him with a smile.

The so-called good dogs do not block the way, of course, those who block the way are bad comers.

Zhou Wenxuan said: "Junior Brother Xie, I haven't seen you for a while, and it seems that the Qing has lost a lot. Are you not used to living in the Immortal Pavilion?"

Xie Qiuhan didn't glance at him, and raised his leg to go to the other side.

But Xie Qiuhan stayed in the Immortal Pavilion for so long, Zhou Wenxuan was able to catch him with great difficulty, and he would never let him go easily.

He stepped forward reluctantly, reaching out his hand to stop Xie Qiuhan, "Hey, brother Xie, why don't you say a few more words to me..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Qiuhan slid his shoulders to the left deftly, and retreated a distance.

The Xuhuai hall was overcrowded, and everyone stared at it. Xie Qiuhan expected that no matter what he did, he would never lose his sense of proportion in this place.

But things backfired, just as Xie Qiuhan was about to leave, a burst of energy hit his back.

The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and the vigor of the visitor was evident.

Xie Qiuhan immediately bent back to avoid the sword that cut his head.

The attack of the comer continued unabated, and he stabbed straight down from the side wrist.

Xie Qiuhan didn't bring a sword, so he had to pick up a stone on the ground with quick eyes and hands, and threw it out while straightening up, hitting the man's wrist.

The man was hit on the wrist by a stone, and the sword came out of his hand.

Without a pause, Xie Qiuhan flew forward to grab his sword.

The two jumped up at the same time, and the dust flew up.

At this moment, Xie Qiuhan's eyes met the face of the person who came - the person who made the sudden attack was Wei Jin.

The two passed each other, and then fell back to the ground.

Xie Qiuhan stabilized his figure, his sleeves fell down to cover the back of his hands, he held the stolen sword in one hand, and there was an extra note in the other.

He and Wei Jin quickly exchanged a look, and they each took it back calmly.

Xie Qiuhan stuffed the note in his hand into his sleeve without any trace.

On the opposite side, apart from Wei Jin, there was an old man with white beard and hair and a straight waist.

The old man put his palm on Wei Jin's shoulder to help him stabilize his figure, "The foot is not stable, we need to practice more."

Wei Jin had withdrawn his attention to Xie Qiuhan, and said shamelessly, "My disciple's skills are not as good as others'."

People from Taixuan Palace saluted one after another, saying respectfully: "I pay my respects to Master Jinghu."

All the sects also fell silent, looking at the old man.

This person is one of the elders of Taixuan Palace, and also the master who taught Meng Xianwu first.

Xie Qiuhan looked at the old and the young, thoughtfully.

The old real person sized Xie Qiuhan up and asked knowingly, "Are you Xie Qiuhan?"

The disciple next to him hurriedly answered for him: "I tell the real person, it is this person."

As soon as the words fell, the old real person's eyes flashed, and he shot directly, and slapped it out with a palm!

He has advanced cultivation and powerful skills, and his palm hit Xie Qiuhan like a violent storm with a lot of force.

Beside Xie Qiuhan was Tan Heping, who was as timid as a mouse, and behind him were a group of ordinary disciples.

The two forces clashed, stirring up thousands of waves.

There was a deep hole in the ground.

The flying sand and stones fell, revealing Xie Qiuhan's face.

His forehead was pressed tightly, and his cheeks twitched slightly.

The posture is not embarrassed.

Everyone was in an uproar, but he actually blocked the palm of Daoist Void Period.

Xie Qiuhan gritted his teeth to hold on, and couldn't help but slander: This old real man is indeed Master Meng Xianwu, and his words and deeds are all carved out of the same mold.

It's just that today is different from the past, back then he couldn't even hold Wei Jin's sword, and in just one month, his skill leaped by a thousand feet, now Wei Jin can't beat him with one move.

He was actually a little surprised in his heart, he did practice hard all day long, and occasionally he would give advice to Yunfang when he was free, but it was the same as when he was in the outer sect in the past.

I don't know why, but I have benefited so much.

The old man frowned and seemed a little surprised.

He thought that Xie Qiuhan was just a young disciple, and he could kill chickens with a bull's knife, so he only used two successes.

But this [-]% is already an overwhelming force, and he was able to withstand it unscathed.

Xie Qiuhan shouted loudly: "Everyone is watching, how the disciple offended the real person, please tell the real person clearly!"

The old man snorted coldly, and he slapped his backhand again!

"I want you to go to Huangquan and be my apprentice!"

The opponent showed his murderous intentions, and the situation was very critical, Xie Qiuhan urged the sound transmission in his heart, calling Qiongqi for help.

It's just that the distant water can't quench the near thirst, and the palm wind has already hit him. He knows that a battle is inevitable, so he can only bite the bullet and meet it.

He thought to himself: Yunfang will probably be very angry when he comes back.

But at the same moment, a unanimous voice came from behind Xie Qiuhan: "Junior Brother Xie, I will help you!"

As the words fell, the incomparable momentum suddenly eased a lot, and the palm wind was scattered ten percent after ten percent.

Xie Qiuhan found that he had a lot of help around him, and they were all members of the team who had passionately discussed the relationship between father and son just now.

Headed by the senior sister Jiangzhuguan, all the disciples jumped to the ground, stood calmly, and nodded to Xie Qiuhan.

All the disciples - refers to the outstanding disciples of each palace, who are all disciples of the leader and who will be in charge of the Nine Palaces in a hundred years.They laugh and communicate with each other on weekdays, and each has friendship, but after all, there is a separation between the palaces, and they often fight openly and secretly. It is rare to be able to unite against the enemy like they are now.

In front of the Xuhuai Hall, a red silk fluttered in mid-air, and everyone poured in their true energy, and used the red silk as a barrier to block the old man's palm from the outside.

The expressions on their young faces were bright, without any trace of fear, they were just the proud teenagers in fresh clothes and angry horses!

The old man was stunned at first, and then he was furious, "Are you all against each other!"

Everyone thought: "Anti-emperor is called anti, anti-Xianzuo is called anti, anti-him, can it be called anti?"

Eldest sister has a good temper, she said in a low voice: "If Junior Brother Xie offends the real person, the real person can wait until Xian Zuo arrives and explain to Xian Zuo why there is no need for lynching."

The old man had a cold look in his eyes, "When Shen Xiao came in front of me, he didn't dare to say anything."

The elder sister said: "A real person should be careful with his words."

Zhou Wenxuan stood behind the old real man and made a gesture quietly.

The disciples of Taixuan Palace immediately raised their heads and said one after another:

"This person killed my headmaster of Taixuan Palace. This feud is irreconcilable. How can it be called a lynching!"

"First of all, the head teacher is kind and strict. Wherever I dream back, it is the head teacher's teaching. If you don't take Xie Qiuhan's life, you can't sacrifice the head teacher's spirit in heaven."

"........."

For a while, the crowd was passionate, and what they said seemed true.

If it weren't for Meng Xianwu's violent temperament and long-standing grievances among his disciples, some people would really believe that he is "compassionate and strict".

Xie Qiuhan calmed down amidst the noise, and thought to himself: First Zhou Wenxuan blocked his way, and then the old real man did the trick, what exactly are they trying to do?

He sank his heart, and stared at Zhou Wenxuan's face carefully——

But he found that Zhou Wenxuan, and even Weijin beside him, were also investigating him with meticulous eyes.

Xie Qiuhan's heart skipped a beat, and he was enlightened.

This is for yourself.

They want to try the magic pill.