Prosperous Beauty System

The dark clouds quickly rolled and gathered together, the only light on the top of the clouds was also swallowed, and the entire sky became dim.

Qianfu Mountain, Yunting.

On the Qingyu case, the aroma of wine is overflowing, making people intoxicated.

While pushing cups and changing cups, Qing Suo raised his head and saw the distant skyline blending with dark clouds, and even the overlapping mountain shadows seemed to be shrouded in mist, like clouds separated by fog, like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water.

The monks sitting cross-legged in front of the case in the pavilion put down their wine glasses one after another, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Daoist Taiwei has left the customs?"

"This is really strange. This time, Daoist Monarch has only been in seclusion for more than a month, why did he suddenly leave the seclusion?"

"But what is the crisis in the Taoist sect?"

……

No wonder the monks were so suspicious. In the hearts of the monks in the Taixu Spiritual Realm, Daoist Taiwei is just a flower made of ice, heartless and cold. Not only the monks outside, but even the people in their Taoist sect think that Taiwei Daojun practiced the Ruthless Dao.

At the end of the Qingyu case, Lu Yan put down his wine glass and stood up.He was dressed in a cold Taoist robe, with an ink-colored crown on his head, and the bottom of the long-sleeved robe was embroidered with complicated and delicate runes. What was even more eye-catching was the blood-colored crease on the center of the opponent's eyebrows.

"Master Uncle?" Seeing Lu Yan approaching the pavilion, the other monks couldn't help asking, "But is there something to summon from the Taoist Lord?"

Lu Yan looked calm and calm, and looked at the sky thoughtfully, but did not answer the monk's words just now.

Qing Suo frowned, put the wine glass on the table, stood up with her long sleeves on, and walked to Lu Yan's side.

"Brother, what did you think of?"

Lu Yan hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said, "Just thinking about what happened on land makes me a little uneasy."

The soft color in Qing Suo's eyes froze a bit, but Lu Yan was worried about other things and didn't see it.

"Brother, are you worried about the Heavenly Cang Demon Land?" After a while, she asked softly.

Lu Yan stood with his hands behind his back, the sky was dark, and a gust of wind blew up, making his Taoist robe rattle.

"Before I returned to the Spiritual Realm, I went to Taishu Huanfu."

Qing Suo was slightly stunned, Lu Yan glanced at her, and continued, "You have been in the spiritual realm for many years, and there are some things that I'm afraid you don't know about. There was a lot of trouble among the monks."

Qing Suo's eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a silhouette under her eyelids, "A man who is unmarried and a woman who is not married, it is a good story to have a happy relationship, why is it such a big mess?"

Lu Yan's expression remained unchanged, "Junior Sister also thinks, did Lord Taishufu and other monks do something wrong?" He asked, "In order to break up this pair of lovers, Lord Taishufu even sent a letter to Taoist Taiwei."

This... Qing Suo raised his head, "What does this have to do with our Taixu Lingjing?"

Lu Yan stretched out his hand and touched her head, "It's normal for Junior Sister to be out of the spiritual realm for a long time, so it's normal for her to be unable to figure it out." There was a smile in his eyes, which soon disappeared, "Among ordinary monks, it is indeed a rare thing for a man and a woman to fall in love. It's an ordinary thing, and it can even be called a good story, but who is Daojun Dongli? Nalan Yanran has an affair with him, and it just happened to give those people a legitimate excuse."

There has been a long-standing hatred between righteous and evil ways, but due to some reasons, everyone didn't want to be that early bird. Now that there is a legitimate excuse, I am afraid that the heaven and the devil will not live in peace.

After Qing Suo realized it, his face suddenly changed, "They want to attack Tiancang? It's really stupid!"

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, revealing a faint light.

Lu Yan took a step forward, stepped down the mossy stone steps, and walked towards the cliff step by step, Qing Suo followed behind him.

"Although there are eight heads in the Heavenly Cang Demon Land, in my righteous way, in addition to Taishu Mansion Lord, there is also a Taiwei Taoist Lord. This is why Taishu Mansion Lord passed on the sword faith and Dao Lord."

"He wants to stand up for his daughter?" Qing Suo couldn't figure it out.

Lu Yan stopped in his tracks and smiled at his innocent junior sister, his calm face became more approachable.

"He just didn't want to lose face."

Qing Suo wanted to ask again, when a golden ray of light suddenly descended from the layers of clouds, and what came with the golden shattered light was a sword letter that pierced through the sky.

All the monks in the long pavilion behind were startled, and before they had time to react, they subconsciously shook their sleeves and bowed.

The purple-blue flying sword was lingering with the power of thunder and lightning, and it was crackling. It stopped in front of Lu Yan, and after a breath, a cold sound came out.

"A quarter of an hour later, Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace."

Daoist Taiwei's sudden summoning really made Qingsuo's heart skip a beat, and Xie Weiyan's face could not help but appear in her mind.

Lu Yan bowed to Jian Xin, "Yes, disciple obeys."

Jianxin turned into broken light and dissipated.

……

Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace is located in the sea of ​​clouds, and it is magnificent and majestic, bright and clean.

The light on the cloud head suddenly appeared, and the light and shadow refracted from the sea water were cast on the white jade steps, circle by circle, like beams of light falling from the sky.

Someone held a lamp and stepped towards the monk.

At this moment, the color of the water was shining, reflecting on the cold Taoist robe of the visitor, showing the cold and ruthless aura that belonged to the monks.

Daotong's long sleeves were drooping, and he held the lamp in both arms respectfully, and walked towards the main entrance of the palace to meet Lu Yan and Qing Suo.

The white jade steps under her feet were extraordinarily smooth and radiant, Qing Suo lowered her head and saw herself clearly on the floor.

"Junior Sister." Lu Yan rolled his pupils and called out in a low voice.

Qing Suo came back to her senses and quickened her pace to keep up.

The hall was filled with cold air and fog lingered.

Daotong went in to welcome the two of them, and retreated again.Qing Suo stood in the center of the hall, standing side by side with Lu Yan.

"I've met Daoist Taiwei." The two rolled up their sleeves and bowed to each other.

The hall was foggy, and Qing Suo couldn't see Daoist Taiwei sitting upright in the hall, but felt that after bowing, an extremely cold gaze fell on him, making his scalp numb.

Qing Suo's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface she acted neither humble nor overbearing.

Qing Suo is different from Lu Yan. Lu Yan is the youngest disciple of the Dao Sect. He has been favored by thousands of people. He has practiced swordsmanship since he was a child. His talent is rare.

As for Qing Suo, although she is also a disciple of the Taoist ancestor, her master has passed away many years ago. Although her seniority is very high, she is not as good as Lu Yan in the Taoist sect.

At this moment, Lu Yan was standing in the hall with a calm and calm face, "I don't know what's the important thing for you to ask me to come here?"

In the mist, a cold voice came out, "There are demon cultivators haunting the spiritual realm, you go and find out who is so bold."

Lu Yan's expression froze, "Yes!" After saying that, he bowed and left.

Taiwei's eyes fell on Qingsuo, "Qingsuo, are you feeling better?" Even the words of concern, from Taoist Taiwei's mouth, seemed to have no warmth.

Qing Zuo didn't dare to look up, "Thank you Daojun for your concern, Qing Zuo is already in good health."

Tai Wei didn't speak, Qing Suo frowned, but his whole body was lifted up and hit the pillar in the temple, his internal organs were dislocated, and he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Dao...Qing Zuo, I know I'm wrong." Qing Zuo was in severe pain, she fell on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood every time she said a word.

"Although I am in seclusion, my spiritual consciousness is not blind." Tai Wei's cold words were full of warnings.

Qing Suo knew how powerful Tai Wei was, and she didn't care about her lungs that were about to be shattered into pieces. She knelt on the ground, her breathing was disordered, "Please give Qing Suo a chance to make up for what you have done."

……

The golden bell was rung, and the lingering sound lingered in the sky above the Taixu Spiritual Realm, lingering for a long time.

Lu Yan sacrificed his long sword, and took a few brothers to investigate at the entrance of the enchantment.

"Brother!"

"Brother, stay behind!"

……

More than a dozen sword lights flew over like stars piercing the clouds, and when they landed in front of Lu Yan, they turned into human figures, revealing the appearance of wearing a black magic crown and a cold-colored Taoist robe.

"Brother, what happened?"

Lu Yan had a cold face, holding a long sword in his hand, "There is news that there are traces of demon cultivators outside the barrier."

A dozen or so monks couldn't help being stunned, with doubts in their eyes, "How dare the demon cultivators come to my Void Spiritual Realm?"

"But there's something wrong with Skypeeking Realm?"

Lu Yan didn't say that Moxiu was in the spirit realm, but turned his head and gave an order, "You two go to Liutianmu to see if the sky-peeping realm is safe."

Two of the cultivators behind him bowed to each other, turned into shattered light and left through the sky, aiming at Liutianmu.

Moxiu's appearance in Taixu Spiritual Realm, this matter can be big or small, within half a cup of tea time, Taishu Huanfu, which is next to him, also got the news.

Demon cultivators who dare to come to the Void Spiritual Realm alone, either have unpredictable cultivation bases and scheming methods beyond the reach of ordinary people, or seek death by overestimating their capabilities.

No cultivator thinks it is the latter, after all the Void Spiritual Realm is well-known, and no demon cultivator from the Heavenly Cang Demon Land dares to seek death.

Outside the barrier, Lu Yan put away his long sword and stood facing the wind with a group of monks, his face contemplative.

No wonder Daoist Taiwei will retreat in advance, the magic cultivator who can't even detect the sky, his cultivation is so advanced, I am afraid that only Daojun can compete with it.

……

This commotion was not small, Xie Weiyan also noticed a thing or two in Qingsuo's courtyard.

The young man who looked like he had walked out of an ink painting had a distraught face. At this moment, he was wearing plain white clothes and sitting on the couch, his expression remained unchanged, as if the Moxiu who was searching outside was not him.

The platycodon flowers outside the window were blown again and again by the wind, Xie Weiyan raised his long sleeves, and put away the cold mirror in front of him.

There was a low coughing sound coming from outside the door, Xie Weiyan raised his head, and said coldly, "You should regret it now."

The door opened with a "squeak", revealing Qing Zuo's pale face, with a large amount of blood on her body.

"My heart hurts." Qing Suo leaned on the wall and walked to the couch, and sat down next to Xie Weiyan, with a little grievance between her brows, "Weiyan, when you are in pain, do you suffer as much as I do?"

Xie Weiyan looked at her sideways, "Maybe."

Qing Suo raised her long sleeves and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. It could be seen that she was not feeling well in her heart, "You are still injured, and you are not the opponent of Daoist Taiwei. After a quarter of an hour, the guards of the enchantment will alternate. Leave early."

"Why did you save me?" Xie Weiyan stretched out his hand, his shaved green fingers brushed across Qingzuo's cheek, and that bruised face instantly became white and delicate.

"I'm leaving, what do you do?"

The author has something to say: there will be another update around ten o'clock in the evening.