The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 107
On the mountain behind the ancient tomb, the night is slightly cool, and the bright moonlight pours down, covering this place with a veil of mystery.

After returning to the back mountain, a beautiful figure came with a fragrant wind.

Holding the beautiful woman in his arms, he felt her aura. A third-rate martial artist, who has only transferred to practice for one day, is already ranked third-rate, which shows the high aptitude of Xiaolongnv.

"Where have you been?"

Hearing her gentle voice, Qingxuan couldn't help pinching her Qiong nose, and said, "I went to Quanzhen Sect."

"Quanzhen Sect..."

Due to the influence of Lin Chaoying, Xiao Longnv had no good impression of Quanzhen Sect since she was a child, and this thought was deeply rooted.

"Taoist priests are not good people, so don't go to them."

Qingxuan smiled lightly, if he didn't need innate skills, he wouldn't go to Quanzhen Sect, and as for abolishing Zhen Zhibing's lifeline, it was just a matter of convenience.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Hearing this, Xiao Longnv glanced at her deflated belly, and nodded slightly.

When Shendiao caught the pheasant, Qingxuan cleaned it up, put it into the pot, added some seasonings, hugged Xiaolongnv and rubbed it by the ear under the tree, waiting quietly.

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In the early morning of the vertical sun, the golden crow rose in the east, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was full of morning glow.

The two woke up early, and after some sparring, Qingxuan took Xiaolongnv's soft jade hand and led the divine sculpture to the depths of the back mountain.

There is a bamboo forest deep in the mountain behind the ancient tomb. The environment in the ancient tomb is really harsh. Why not do it to improve the living environment?

Xiaolongnv has excellent comprehension, using these bamboos, Qingxuan began to teach her how to practice Dugu Nine Swords.

"Guimei tends to be Wuwang, Wuwang tends to like people, and people like to go big. A turns to C, C turns to Geng, Geng turns to Kui. Zichou's friendship, Chensi's friendship, Wuwei's friendship. Wind and thunder are a change, Shan Ze It is one change, water and fire are one change. The heaven and the earth are in harmony with each other, the vibrations are in harmony with each other, and the separation is in harmony with each other. The increase of three becomes five, and the increase of five becomes nine..."

After about half an hour, Xiao Longnv asked Xiao Longnu to memorize the Dugu Nine Swords formula, and Qingxuan leaned on the bamboo pole, looking at the beautiful white figure flying in the bamboo forest, with a faint smile on his face.

Not long after, the verdant green bamboo fell down, and seeing that she had almost mastered the simple moves, Qingxuan mobilized his spiritual energy and controlled the bamboo to move back.

Going back to the small valley behind the ancient tomb, I was about to start building a bamboo house. When I raised my eyes slightly, I saw thick smoke billowing in the direction of the Quanzhen Sect, and I could faintly hear the sound of fighting...

"Chongyang Palace."

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something, with a faint smile on his face, he said calmly: "Long Er, go continue to meditate and practice, and I will build the bamboo building."

"Ah."

Xiao Longnu withdrew her gaze, nodded slightly, obediently fetched honey and put it aside, then began to meditate and practice the 'Nine Yin Manual'.

After practicing the Nine Yin Mantra yesterday, Xiao Longnu's cold aura increased instead of diminished, but it was not evil, it seemed natural, and it was extraordinarily attractive.

For two full hours, the sound of fierce fighting near Quanzhen Sect stopped abruptly, and a verdant bamboo building was erected under the tree.

The bamboo building is made of hundreds of green bamboos. It has two floors in total. There is a balcony in front of the second floor, which is small and exquisite.

"Dragon."

Xiao Longnv's willow eyebrows trembled, she gradually woke up from the state of meditation, she stood up, looked at the exquisite bamboo building in front of her eyes, her exquisite and flawless pretty face was stunned.

Seeing her joy in his eyes, Qingxuan held her soft jade hand and said: "Move the cold jade bed to the bamboo building, and this will be our home from now on."

Xiao Longnv nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice, and hugged his arm with both hands, with indescribable joy in her heart.

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At the same time, a group of people was walking towards the Ancient Tomb Sect, surrounded by a young man wearing a luxurious robe and holding a steel feather fan.

"My lord, the Ancient Tomb Sect is ahead."

The young man shook the steel feather fan, a smile appeared on his handsome face.

"I heard that the little dragon girl of the Ancient Tomb Sect is a beauty in the world, and she is competing in martial arts to recruit relatives. For this reason, Xiao Wang is going to the Chongyang Palace. If Guo Jing didn't make a move, the Quanzhen Sect would have been disgraced long ago."

Not long after, looking at the stone tomb tens of feet away, the young man shouted: "Xiao Wang Meng Huodu, I respectfully congratulate Miss Long on Fangchen. I heard that Miss Long competes in martial arts to recruit relatives. Xiao Wang's family is noble and his appearance is not ugly. I wish you A good match, cold will not be humiliated."

Huo Dou's words were mixed with strong internal energy, so the voice could be heard very far.

On the back hill of the Ancient Tomb School, Qingxuan was sitting on a branch with his arms around Xiaolongnu, his palms were dishonestly walking on her soft and boneless body.

Suddenly, he heard a series of voices from the main entrance of the ancient tomb, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Leaving Qingxuan's embrace, Xiao Longnv's pretty face blushed, straightened her white shirt, and rushed into the bamboo building with her long sword in her arms without looking back.

"This girl, you really have a thin skin."

Sniffing the fragrance in his hand, Qingxuan had a smirk on his face, looked at the divine sculpture under the tree, and said, "Brother Diao, are you interested in going out with me?"

"Goo?"

The divine eagle tilted his head, looked at the main entrance of the ancient tomb, and nodded excitedly.

Leaping onto its back, the divine eagle flapped its wings, and its huge body rose high, carrying Qing Xuan on its back, and rushed towards the main entrance of the ancient tomb at an extremely fast speed.

"Brutal!"

At this time, Huo Dou was leading a group of subordinates standing at the gate of the Ancient Tomb Sect, seeing no response, he couldn't help being a little angry.

Just as he was about to rush into the ancient tomb, there was a clear and violent sound of birds in the sky.

Huo Dou raised his eyes slightly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and what caught his eyes was an extremely ugly big eagle. When he collected himself, there was actually a young man sitting on the back of the big eagle.

The divine sculpture flapped its wings and set off a strong wind, its body paused above the ancient tomb, Qingxuan jumped and landed on the main entrance of the ancient tomb.

Slightly raising his gaze, he looked tens of meters away from the ancient tomb, and what came into view was a handsome young man holding a steel feather fan.

Seeing this, a half-smile appeared on Qing Xuan's face.

"Mongol."

"Xiaowang Mengmeng Huodu, I heard that Miss Xiaolongnv is competing in martial arts today to recruit relatives, so I came here specially, I wonder who you are?"

At this time, Huo Dou's face gradually became gloomy. He had heard that the Ancient Tomb Sect did not accept men, but the man in front of him clearly came out of the ancient tomb, could it be a fake man?

"You are not qualified to know the name of this seat, do you know where this place is?"

"court death!"

As soon as the words fell, the guard behind Huo Dou snarled and immediately drew out his weapon.

Huo Dou raised his steel feather fan to stop his subordinates' actions, but a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Wang knows that this is the Central Plains, but so what?"

After all, Huo Dou's face was full of sarcasm, and he said loudly: "The Mongolian elite cavalry are so powerful, this land will belong to Mongolia sooner or later, this king just came to inspect it in advance."

When Qingxuan heard this, the only trace of smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a touch of indifference.

After Wang Chongyang's death, the Quanzhen Sect became more and more inactive, the gates of the temple were pierced, and they still allowed these Mongolians to act recklessly.

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