The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Qingzhu hugged her gently and patted her back soothingly, "Little Qingyi, you are already a grown-up girl, why are you still acting like a child in public? When you encounter difficulties, you throw yourself into your brother's arms!"

Although he spoke the words of reproach, his tone was full of fondness.

"I bet a bunch of candied haws that their relationship is not that simple." After Nan Zhiyi finished speaking, he returned to Xuanyuan Huaixi, holding the sword.

"Well, I'll bet on a string of candied haws, and you win." Xuanyuan Huaixi calmly took a few steps behind him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Looking from far behind, it looks like the person is being held in his arms.

Nan Zhiyi looked at him strangely, thinking that the man might be tired of standing and wanted to lean on himself to rest, so he ignored him.

"Then remember to buy me two strings of candied haws, and you pay for it."

"it is good."

The Qian family father and son had already left in disgrace when Nan Zhiyi went to get the Black Dragon Sword. At this time, there were only a few people left in the field.

After they explained everything to each other, they both came in front of Nan Zhiyi and Xuanyuan Huaixi and bowed.

"Thank you, Master Imperial Master, for clearing up my doubts. I heard that you are very good at fortune-telling. Could you tell me my fortune and predict my marriage?"

Nan Zhiyi raised an eyebrow, and Qingzhu looked at Qingyi and said, "I will help Qingyi to carry the rainwater from the south to the north."

"Okay, I'll calculate it."

After the two gave him their birth dates, Nan Zhiyi lowered his head and began to calculate quickly, sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling.

"alright.

You were originally from a noble family, but unfortunately due to natural disasters, all the elders in your family died one after another, leaving only you.

You are the only two demons in the Green Snake Clan who have cultivated into human form. You have been supporting each other as you grew up until three years ago, when you were targeted by evil cultivators and severely injured.

Qingzhu risked his life to escort the unconscious Qingyi away. When Qingyi woke up, Qian Youfu happened to be there playing with his friends.

You mistakenly thought that he was the one who took you away from the devil's den, and you felt grateful to him and appeared beside him to repay him.

Unfortunately, he was attracted by your beauty and had no other desires, so he kept clinging to you and broke up with his family.

This causes you to be constantly harassed and annoyed, and you have to endure the infamy.

You two have feelings for each other and are destined to be together. After this love crisis, your road will be smooth. Do more good deeds and maybe you will be able to turn from a snake into a dragon and then into a dragon. "

"Thank you for your guidance, Imperial Master. I will definitely invite you to my wedding banquet." The two smiled at each other and saluted together.

"Don't be happy too soon. Remember to avoid impatience and killing." Nan Zhiyi touched the non-existent white beard and gave earnest advice.

He didn't know why, but he subconsciously wanted to do this and just followed his heart.

"promise."

"There is a formation over here. This place is more than a thousand miles away from the mountain village. Do you want to take a rest and wait for your friends to come and find you?" the two snakes asked with concern.

"Where is this?" This sudden disruption to the itinerary, and not knowing how long it would take to reach the capital, Xuanyuan Huaixi frowned slightly with some worry.

"This is Huaicheng, halfway between Nancheng and Jincheng. If you want to go back to the capital, it won't delay you. You can also ask others to come through the tunnel."

Qingzhu combined the recent rumors with what he saw and heard today and roughly guessed the purpose of their trip, and made an understanding suggestion.

"If you want to send them a message, we can help."

"Okay, I'll write a letter and please bring it to our companions in the village."

Xuanyuan Huaixi thought for a moment and came up with a plan, then followed them into the house to write a letter.

Nan Zhiyi followed closely behind them. Since she was not good at talking, she looked around boredly, seeing that they were talking happily.

Suddenly a breeze blew by, and the slightly yellow leaves rolled up and fell slowly, so calmly and elegantly.

Nan Zhiyi stopped unconsciously, as if he had turned into a falling leaf, and an invisible sword appeared in his hand.

The sword moves with the heart, and the body moves in a way that simulates the trajectory of leaves, adding a touch of ease and relief.

As time goes by, everything will return to dust, but the traces left behind may surprise others inadvertently.

Many years later, maybe someone will remember it, or maybe no one will remember it, but I have already tried my best and have no regrets.

There are seven styles of Piaoling Sword: Growth, Unity, Breakthrough, Blooming, Collection, Falling, and Turning into Dust.

All things grow, following the torrent, gently and lightly, gradually differentiating, faster and faster, until they reach their peak.

Then it began to hide its edge inside, and finally floated down slowly, waiting quietly to turn into dust.

As the last sword fell, Nan Zhiyi closed his eyes and meditated carefully for a while before opening his eyes. The sharp sword intent in his eyes flashed by and disappeared.

The whole person's aura became more and more ethereal, as if he would turn into a gust of wind and disappear between heaven and earth at any time.

The sixth sword, I finally felt something.

Nan Zhiyi came back to her senses after hearing the applause. She searched for Xuanyuan Huaixi, eager to share her joy with him.

Unfortunately, he was not here. It was the girl in green who stayed here to protect him. Nan Zhiyi kicked the stones at his feet with some disappointment.

“I had heard of the name of the exiled white-robed immortal, the master of the Yuehua Sword, Xuanyi Zhenren in my early years. I never expected that seeing him today would prove his reputation to be well-deserved.

Just walking down a path can bring you to a state of enlightenment." Qing Yi smiled faintly, playing the flute in one hand and leading the way.

"The young lady in green praised me immediately. I have also heard about your glorious record of wearing green clothes and holding a sword in a flute, and defeating all opponents in the world. I have long heard of your name."

Nan Zhiyi lowered her head and stroked the vibrating Yuehua Sword, her eyes particularly gentle.

In fact, he had admired Qing Yi before. Whether it was sound attack or sword, his understanding was unique. If he was not a demon cultivator, he would definitely be in the top ten of the human race rankings.

Nowadays, spiritual energy is thin, and there are very few practitioners of Taoism. Many people are unaware of their existence. Even most of those walking among the crowd are swindlers, which leads to the general bad reputation of practitioners of Taoism.

Therefore, most of the emperors of various countries are mortals who have not entered the Tao.

They also had complaints about the original national teacher and high priest ascetics, expressing their disbelief and thinking that they were fake tricks.

Only the people of a few major countries still believe it firmly, because there are many stories and rumors passed down by word of mouth.

"We are here. Master Imperial Master, please go in. We will not go in. We will just wait for your news outside."

After Qingyi led the person into the yard, he slowly moved to the pavilion on the side to drink and play chess with Qingzhu.

Nan Zhiyi pushed open the door with excitement and nervousness, only to see Xuanyuan Huaixi sitting at the desk, frowning and writing furiously.

The handwriting is like the person, as sharp and powerful as a sword, and it reflects the character of the person.