I am also courting Bai Yueguang today

Wen Xia walked boredly on the streets of Mingqiu City, looking here and there, turning a blind eye to the gray-robed youth who had been following beside him.

This young man in gray robe, named Mo Zhu, is one of the demon cultivators who have gained fame in the world of cultivating immortals recently. Because of his outstanding cultivation and resolute temperament, he was recruited by the demon lord of Mingqiu, Wen Qiufeng, and became a guest in the mansion.

Besides practicing in the mansion, this Ke Qing's most important duty is to follow Wen Qiufeng's orders to watch over Wen Xia'er's every word and deed, and not allow him to go out unscrupulously and cause trouble.

Wen Xiayou was followed all the way by Mo Zhu, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he said, "Brother Mo Zhu, how about I discuss it with you?"

"No." Mo Yi refused.

Wen Xia was choked up, "You didn't even know what the negotiation I wanted to make, so you rejected it so quickly?"

Mo Zhu said: "If you talk too much, you will lose. Shaojun is very thoughtful. Mo Zhu is afraid that after listening to Shaojun's discussion, he will be bluffed by Shaojun and forget his duty."

"I'm not a ghost who specializes in bluffing people. Could it be that I can easily bluff you after discussing with you?" Wen Xia put her arms around her shoulders, stopped to look away, "Why don't I know I have such a great ability ?”

"Young Master underestimated himself." Mo Zhu said without changing his face, "Mo Zhu is just a guest, but he obeys orders, Young Master should not make things difficult for me."

"You must have heard the rumors outside and misunderstood me." Wen Xia understood it clearly, and argued for herself, "Actually, I'm a very easy-going person, and you can't believe what outsiders say."

Don't change your face, "The competition between Miaoyin Qingjun and Yuzeshan in the Chongtian Tower shocked two people; the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma meeting in Jingshui Temple wanted to talk about Tantric Buddhism, which disturbed the Dharma meeting and made the eminent monk who taught the Dharma faint ;In the sword competition in the immortal way, he defeated a group of sword cultivators with the talisman array, which disturbed the sword test and scattered." He asked Wen Xiaer: "Dare to ask these things, but they all come from Shaojun. Handwriting?"

Wen Xia's menacing arrogance was mostly extinguished in an instant, he turned his head away, "It's just trivial things that are not worth mentioning."

"Young Master is underestimating himself." Mo Zhu said: "Now that these things are being circulated among the two Taoists, Young Master's reputation seems to be the best in Kyushu."

"The so-called gossip is that the more it spreads, the more crazy it is, confusing the truth with the fake." Wen Xia pretended to be careless, "I have my own reasons for doing these things."

Mo pressed on step by step, "The reason for Shaojun is to fight against Mr. Miaoyinqing?"

Wen Xia's expression froze, "Nonsense."

"The feud between Shaojun and Miaoyinqingjun is no secret." Mo Zhu tacitly said, "Mr. Wen also heard a little bit about it."

The Mr. Wen that Mo Zhu was talking about was his father Wen Qiufeng. Wen Xiaer strode forward when he heard the words, "So, you must have been sent by my father to watch over me!"

Mo Zhu followed him closely, "Young Master, I was just sent by Mr. Wen to protect Shaojun's safety."

Wen Xia laughed and said, "With my current cultivation, I'm afraid it's more than enough to protect myself!"

"It's always good to have one more guard." Mo Zhu said, "Young Master may wish to be considerate of Mr. Wen's fatherly heart."

Wen Xia stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at Mo Zhu meaningfully.

Mo Zhu's expression was as usual, and he let him look at him impartially.

After a while, Wen Xia said, "Since you are protecting me, how about going out of Mingqiu City with me?"

Mo Zhu said: "No."

Wen Xia looked back with a gloomy expression, and there was a person watching his every move beside him, and he couldn't get out of the city, so what's the point of staying here?It's better to go back home and draw talismans by yourself.

After making up his mind, Wen Xia was about to turn back home. At this moment, a pink silk handkerchief suddenly floated down from the sky above his head. Coincidentally, it covered his head, and a smell of powder filled his mouth and nose instantly. .

He took off the silk handkerchief, looked up, and saw a pretty woman with almond eyes and peach cheeks leaning on the railing upstairs, her beautiful eyes wandering around, looking at him shyly.

Wen Xia picked up one end of the silk handkerchief with two fingers, and raised it upwards, "Is this handkerchief a girl's?"

The woman saw Wen Xia'er took her silk handkerchief, her eyes were soft as if they were about to pinch water.She was about to say yes, when another woman in a yellow shirt came out from behind her and cast a winking look at Wen Xier who was below, "Young Master is so good-looking, not only this sister, but also the one I saw." I felt my face was red and tight."

"Where is it?" Wen Xia's fingers moved slightly, and the silk handkerchief in her palm rose into the air and floated upwards.He smiled and said, "My sister is showing love."

He was originally born handsome and handsome, but with a slight smile at this moment, the two women leaning on the upstairs blushed immediately, wishing they could jump down from the upstairs immediately and tell him all their feelings. Ken give up.

Mo Zhu said: "Young Master, you should restrain yourself."

Wen Xia waved at the two girls, turned her back and left, "I didn't do anything, how can I restrain myself?"

Mo Zhu followed suit, pondered: "Recently, there is a ranking in the world of cultivating immortals."

Wen Xia was not interested, so he asked Mo Zhu face, "What ranking?"

"The male cultivator most wanted to marry by female cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals." Mo Zhu paused, "Young Master, you are ranked second."

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows, "Who is ranked first?"

Mo Zhudao: "Miaoyin Qingjun."

Wen Xia hugged her shoulders, rolled her eyes, and didn't respond.

Mo Zhu took out the jade cicada that he carried with him again, took out a few letters from it, and handed them to him, "During this period of time, the mansion has received many letters from female cultivators to the young master, all of them are men and women. Feelings."

Wen Xia took an envelope casually, saw that the wax seal on the envelope had been scratched, and asked, "Have you opened it?"

Mo Zhu shook his head, "It was all opened by Mr. Wen."

Wen Xiaer: "..."

"Young gentleman is still young, you shouldn't indulge in the relationship between men and women." Mo Zhu said: "This is Mr. Wen's original words."

Wen Xia helped her forehead, and stuffed the letter back into Mo Zhu's arms, "It's alright, alright, let's go back."

Mo Zhu nodded and put the letter back in his arms.

The two returned home along the way, and when they walked across the lake to a stone arch bridge, they suddenly saw a crowd of people standing not far in front of them, blocking the water around an open space.

A sharp-eyed person saw Wen Xia and shouted, "Young Master!"

This shout attracted everyone's sideways glances, they all looked at Wen Xia'er, and shouted in unison: "Young Master!"

Wen Xia stepped forward and said with a smile, "Hello, neighbors, what's so strange about everyone gathering here to watch?"

Everyone made way for him and Mo Zhu, he took a closer look and saw a ragged beggar lying in the middle of the road, he didn't know if he was dead or alive.

Wen Xia squatted down next to the beggar, trying to pat him awake, but saw that the beggar's exposed neck showed an abnormal purple-gray color.

Mo Zhu also saw the abnormality on the beggar's neck, and said, "It seems to be poisoned."

Wen Xia nodded, wondering if he could wake this person up with spiritual power, but the beggar suddenly opened his eyes and bounced off the ground, the nails on his hands grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and two white fangs grew out of his mouth, shaking for a while. After the circle, he bared his teeth and claws on the spot with a ferocious face.

Seeing that the slender nails were about to scratch Mo Zhu's body, the crowd around the audience shouted in shock. In a flash, Wen Xia hit a fixed amulet and stuck it on the beggar's body. There was a heavy breathing sound.

"Young Master is really amazing!" Everyone echoed in unison.

Wen Xia straightened her clothes and stood up from the ground, a little helpless, "This person is crazy, why didn't everyone leave just now? It would be uncomfortable if I was bitten by these teeth."

"Young Master, you don't need to run away with us."

"Yes, with you and Mr. Wen here, our Mingqiu City is very safe. We don't have to run when the Heavenly King is here!"

Everyone present was amused by this sentence, Wen Xia laughed and said, "I won't be able to come here for a while, but this beggar seems to have some background, I wonder if any neighbors can recognize him?"

Mo Zhu looked at the beggar for a while, saw that the beggar looked at him with blue eyes and drooling, then he felt something was wrong, and whispered to Wen Xia, "I'm afraid he's not a human anymore."

Wen Xia nodded, reached out and lifted the messy hair on the beggar's forehead, revealing the beggar's face, "Don't you really know him?"

"Young Master." Someone responded, "This person doesn't seem to belong to our Mingqiu."

Wen Xia retracted her hand and said, "Please tell me in detail."

The man replied: "I was hunting outside the city a few days ago and passed a village. I accidentally found that there are many people like him in that village..."

Wen Xia asked, "They all have fangs and long nails like him?"

The man said yes, "I knew that this appearance was probably wrong, so I didn't dare to stay in the village any longer and went home."

Wen Xia was thoughtful, and said briefly, "Where is that village?"

"Out of the city, go west for thirty miles." The man thought for a while, and then said, "I remember it's called Water Village."

"I see, thank you neighbor." Wen Xia'er popped out a red talisman and stuck it on the beggar, and the beggar quickly avoided the crowd and disappeared.

He said: "If you encounter such people again in the city, please come to my house and tell them. I will let the monks at home catch them. Otherwise, it would be bad for them to bite wildly and hurt people. "

All the neighbors answered yes, and Wen Xier asked everyone not to fight against these things without authorization, and then they dispersed.

"It's very evil." Wen Xia said: "Anyone can go crazy and bite people in broad daylight, no matter how evil a zombie is."

Mo Zhu pondered: "And this beggar looks half alive."

"Then let's go." Wen Xiaer and his brothers seemed to pat Mo Zhu's shoulder, "The 'people' of the water village are waiting for us."

Mo Zhudao: "Mr. Wen won't let Shaojun leave the city."

Wen Xia didn't care at all, "The things from this evil sect have come to the city, should we let them go?"

Mo Zhu looked a little hesitant, "But..."

Wen Xia grabbed Mo Zhu's shoulders and walked out of the city, "Let's go, how can an imposing seven-foot man do things like a mother-in-law..."

The water village, which is more than [-] miles away from the west of Mingqiu City, is now overwhelmed by dark clouds and filled with gloom.

Lang Chan and Yun Shu each led a dozen or so disciples from Yingtianchang Palace and the Yun Family, walking among the villages with swords in their hands.Although it is a road, the disciples on both sides are far away from each other, just like the well water does not interfere with the river water, forcibly separating a road in the middle that can accommodate three or four people side by side.

It's no different from these two disciples. Not long ago, at the big wedding of Yun Shu and Lang Luo, the bride ran away with others, which made the Yun family lose face in the world of cultivating immortals. The one who changed his color and the people from Yingtianchang Palace coexisted peacefully, that would be a hell of a thing.

Everywhere in the village, corpses were lying here and there. These corpses had fangs, long nails, and the exposed skin showed a weird purple color.

Yun Shu looked at these corpses, covered his nose with his sleeve, "It smells so bad."

The disciple behind hurriedly stepped forward and handed him a handkerchief, "Master, use this to cover your nose, maybe it will be better."

Yun Shu frowned and took it. There was a sandalwood scent on the handkerchief, which blocked the stench from the mouth and nose a lot, but after the scent passed, you could still smell the smoky stench around you.

The smell that emanates from this village is like the stench of long-rotting corpses, and the stench soaked in blood, both of which, no matter what it is, it is indeed horribly stinking.

The disciples of Yingtianchang Palace didn't dare to lag behind when they saw the disciples of the Yun family handing over a handkerchief to Yun Shu. They groped for a long time, but they only found a handkerchief.He first put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, but he didn't feel the smell, then he stepped forward and handed it to Lang Chan, "Second Young Master, please cover it up too."

Before Lang Chan could take it, there was laughter from the Yun family.

The disciple who was handing the sweat towel turned red, and he moved forward or backward in mid-air with his hands.Lang Chan glanced at the Yun family's side lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and said to the disciple in front of him, "I don't feel bad, so don't worry about me. Just take care of yourself."

The disciple nodded, took back the sweat towel and returned to his position.

Yun Shu covered her handkerchief and said in a muffled voice: "Is Yingtianchang Palace so destitute that you can't even afford a handkerchief? You even asked the second son to cover his nose with a sweat towel, it's really laughable."

Yun Shu was the young head of the Yun Family, and since he had already taken the lead in ridiculing, the remaining disciples naturally echoed, sneering at Ying Tian Chang Palace overwhelmingly.

The disciples of Yingtianchang Palace were furious at being ridiculed, but Langchan didn't speak, they didn't dare to make mistakes, so they could only hold the swords in their hands tightly, and stared at the members of the Yun family angrily.

Lang Chan didn't change his face and said: "Since we are here to investigate the troubles caused by the evil spirits, Mr. Yun, it's better not to put the cart before the horse."

Yun Shu raised his hand, signaling for everyone to be silent, "There was an evil spirit in our Qingmu, and we followed all the way to find this place." He put down his handkerchief, and said sharply: "But now we have just arrived, and you should follow Tianchang Palace It really makes people wonder whether this matter is related to your Yingtianchang Palace!"

"There are also evil spirits in our department, so you Yun family can follow the way all the way to this point, but our Yingtianchang Palace can't?"

Yun Shu snorted coldly, "This water village is only more than [-] miles away from the border of Mingqiu, and your two young masters have always been friends with Wen Yang. Everyone knows that they are brothers and sisters. Who can explain the twists and turns."

"Nonsense!" Ying Tianchang Palace disciple said: "Our Second Young Master is not afraid of the shadow slanting, why do you talk nonsense and maliciously slander our Second Young Master?!"

"Standing by the river all the time, how can you not get your shoes wet! Even a three-year-old boy understands such a simple truth." Yun Shu looked at Lang Chan with malice in his eyes. When encountering evil spirits, move your hands, whether it is an enemy or a friend, the sword does not have eyes."

Having said this, the atmosphere seemed to have become tense.

Yun Shu wiped the hilt of his sword with his fingers, staring at Lang Chan with arrogance, thinking that he must vent his anger on himself today, when he felt a pain in his ankle, he staggered and fell to the ground.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" The disciples of the Yun family rushed forward to help Yun Shu.

I saw a small stone rolling down from behind Yun Shu to the eyes of everyone.Yun Shu swung his disciple away, stood up from the ground holding his sword, and said in a vicious voice, "Who sneaked up on me?!"

"I thought it was someone who was yelling." A careless tone suddenly sounded from the eaves on one side, "It turned out to be Mr. Yunshu, whose bride ran away with someone during the worship service some time ago..."

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that Xia Er was standing on the eaves with her shoulders folded, and Mo Zhu was still standing beside her.

Mo Zhu heard him speak, frowned and said, "Young Master, you should restrain yourself..."

"Wen Yang!" Yun Shu raised his sword and pointed at Wen Xia'er, his face was flushed red by those words, "You are indeed responsible for the evil, you and Lang Chan are in collusion!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Xia jumped off the eaves and landed in front of everyone, "You people in the immortal way are not doing your job effectively, and the evil spirits dared to sneak into my Mingqiu. I didn't find you, and you still have the face to prove it." Slander me?"

"Don't argue!" Yun Shu said, "It must be you!"

Wen Xia glanced around in front of Yun Shu, and suddenly sighed, "I forgot, you are the person who should have the least face in this world."

The sword in Yun Shu's hand trembled, "You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Wen Xia pretended to be distressed, and sighed: "The bride has run away with others, if you have the face, how can you still live until this time..."

"Wen Xia, you—" Yun Shu stabbed at Wen Xia immediately with a sword, "I will kill you today, let's see if you can still say such a thing!"

Wen Xiaer tilted his head slightly to avoid Yun Shu's oncoming blow, and held down Yun Shu's sword-holding arm with one hand, preventing Yun Shu from moving, and said in a voice that only he and Yun Shu could hear: "Your cousin Brother, I originally prepared a gift for you, but you haven't married yet... This gift was given to you by your cousin, do you want it?"

Yun Shu gritted her teeth, but she didn't dare to shout loudly, "Shut your mouth... I don't have a cousin like you."

Wen Xia laughed loudly, staring at the corpse on the ground, "We also had something like this in Mingqiu, don't pour dirty water on me and Lang Qingxun." He patted Yun Shu on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Cousin, your cousin and I are a good person."

Yun Shu's face turned pale when he claimed to be terrified, and he looked around in panic at the crowd. Seeing that there was no abnormal expression on the faces of the crowd, he let go of his hanging heart.

Mo Zhu jumped down from the eaves and walked to Wen Xia'er, saying, "Young Master shouldn't show up."

Wen Xia didn't take it seriously, hugged Mo Zhu's shoulders, and threw a meaningful smile at Lang Chan who was watching the play, "Second Master Lang is very comfortable watching the play."

Lang Chan put his sword back into its sheath, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "I have no use for me, so I have to watch and say nothing."

"That's true." Wen Xia patted Mo Zhu's shoulder, and said, "This is my guest, Mo Zhu. You are a handsome man with a high level of cultivation, get to know him."

Mo Zhu frowned slightly, nodded to Lang Chan and said, "Mo Zhu."

Lang Chan said: "My name is Lang Chan, and my name is Qing Xun. I'm so polite."

Mo Zhudao: "I often hear Shaojun mentioning it, and I am honored to meet you today."

Lang Chan smiled when he heard the words, and asked, "I don't know how Ah Yang mentioned me on weekdays?"

Mo Zhu glanced at Wen Xia, and Wen Xia blurted out, "Ask him what he does. Aren't I here? Just ask me."

"Then how did you mention me to Brother Mo?" Lang Chan asked.

"I mentioned that you are a handsome man." Wen Xia didn't think about it.

Lang Chan shook his head, seeming to be disappointed, "The mention is extremely perfunctory."

Wen Xia raised her eyebrows, and was about to continue talking, when there was a sudden sound of neat footsteps from behind.

Everyone immediately became vigilant, held the sword tightly in their hands, and stared intently at the extension of the sound of footsteps.

A group of figures walked out slowly from the corner behind the house, all of them were wearing frosty white robes, with Lanxi swords on their backs, they were all members of Yuze's sect.Only the one who walked in the front was slightly different, with a white jade crown on his head, and a blue and silver interlaced long sword in his hand. His face was extremely handsome, and his expression was also extremely cold.

Mo Yi grabbed Wen Xia's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, you must not act on your will."

"Brother Mo is right." Lang Chan said, "There are many disciples in Yuze Mountain, so you must not act on your will, Ah Yang."

Ever since Jun Lingchen's figure appeared, Wen Xia'er's eyes had been glued to Jun Lingchen and never moved away, and he didn't listen to a single word of Mo Zhu and Lang Chan's instructions.It wasn't until Jun Lingchen approached them that his gaze caught off guard and met Jun Lingchen's. Then he hastily withdrew his eyes and asked casually, "What did you two say to me just now?"

Mo Zhuyu repeated it again, seeing that everyone in Yu Zeshan had approached, and the time for reminding had passed, so he could only utter two words: "Calm down."

Lang Chan had already led the Yingtianchang Palace to the front of Jun Lingshen, cupped his hands and said, "I have seen Mr. Miaoyinqing."

Yun Shu also led the disciples of the Yun family up on his heels, bowing to each other with an unnatural expression, "I've seen Mr. Miaoyinqing..."

Jun Ling nodded in response, as if he didn't want to say more.

His indifferent personality is well known in the world of cultivating immortals, so Ying Tianchang Palace and everyone in the Yun family didn't feel it was wrong, Lang Chan took the initiative to ask: "Master Miaoyinqing came here for evil?"

Jun Lingshen glanced at the corpses around him, and said in a low voice, "Such evil spirits have appeared in the land below Yuze Mountain, and we followed them all the way to this place."

Lang Chan said: "Si Ye is the same."

Yun Shu's tone was a bit stiff, "...Qing Mu is also like this."

"The same is true for Mingqiu!"

Mo Zhu's movement of covering his mouth was still a step slower, which made Wen Xia scream out.Mo Zhu closely edited Wen Xia'er's clothes, not letting Wen Xia'er move half an inch away, with a frustrated expression on his face, he murmured, "I failed Mr. Wen's entrustment."

The three forces all cast their gazes on Wen Xiaer. The discord between Master Mingqiu and Lord Miaoyinqing has long been rumored in the Two Daoist Traditions. Seeing that an incompatible confrontation is about to be staged in front of their eyes, everyone has something in their hearts. There are joys and sorrows, each with ghosts.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Miao Yinqing, another victim of this good show, only gave a faint "hmm" after hearing the words!

The people present couldn't believe it. The rumored situation is like water and fire, and the situation is incompatible. What about the scene where the sky is dark and the sun and the moon are darkened as soon as they meet?Are they blind and deaf, unable to use their eyes, ears, mouth and nose?Or did Shaojun Mingqiu and Lord Miaoyinqing have their cores replaced?

The scene was silent for a moment, and a disciple who was not afraid of death muttered in a low voice, "...Maybe he didn't want us to see it."

Everyone suddenly realized that it was extremely extreme, both of them were distinguished figures, so it is natural to do well on the surface.

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The fourth volume is the past life chapter, which will explain the complete plot of the past life story.The fourth volume is finished, and the fifth volume will be over in a blink of an eye. Thank you for your support for this article for so long.