Palace Master's Road to Unification

The original name of Qiushui Palace was Biyun Palace, and it was named Biyun because of the founder of the sect. She became famous when she first entered the rivers and lakes. In the family martial arts, at that time there was no swordsmanship that could match it.After ten years in the rivers and lakes, Biyun retreated to Tianyan Mountain in the south, and founded Biyun Palace here, and stipulated that only women were accepted in the palace. Big girl sect.

Hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye, Biyun Palace is not as dazzling as it was before, and Biyun swordsmanship is not worth mentioning among the many unique arts in martial arts. Even more bleak.

The current lord is named Ruan Qiushui. She became the No.25 second-generation lord of Biyun Palace at the age of 30. It has been more than [-] years now, and the years have not left traces on her face, and her skin is still like a girl. Generally tender, but a pair of cut pupils are even more full of autumn water, it is impossible to tell that it is a person who is nearly fifty years old.Ruan Qiushui was sitting slumped on the ground at the moment, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his hair was clinging to his face, panting heavily, and there was a bloodstain on his pale cheek, obviously after a fierce battle.

A cold sword light appeared in front of Ruan Qiushui, the tip of the sword was facing her throat, the sword was as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, emitting a soft light of lavender, it looked soft, but it was extremely sharp , when he got close to Ruan Qiushui, he cut off the hair on her chest. Ruan Qiushui's internal energy was sealed at this moment, if the sword moved a little further, it would kill her immediately.

Ruan Qiushui raised his head slowly, followed the sword and looked at the sword-holder. In front of her stood a cold and arrogant woman in purple clothes. The other party's skin was as white as snow, with black eyebrows on her temples, and a pair of soul-stirring phoenix eyes glowed with coldness. She stood there like a snow mountain that never melted all year round, standing still in the cold sky, but as long as she moved slightly, everything under her feet would turn into dust. Pave the way for her.

Ruan Qiushui clutched her chest, the opponent's palm seriously injured her meridian, raised her eyes to look directly at Ziheng: "You... how dare you force the palace to seize the throne!"

As if hearing some joke, Zi Heng raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm afraid the palace master has forgotten how you got to this position in the first place."

Ruan Qiushui's eyes darkened. She was the left envoy of Biyun Palace, and she competed with the right envoy for the position of palace lord, but the palace lord at that time, Xuanji, was so eccentric that she passed the position of palace lord directly to the right envoy. Regardless of her achievements over the years, she found out later that the right envoy was Xuanji's illegitimate daughter through a secret investigation!How does this make her happy?On the day of the passing of the throne, she led her troops all the way into Biyun Palace, took the head of Palace Mistress Xuanji and the right envoy, and took this position.After becoming the lord of Biyun Palace, there was a lot of discussion in the world, and there were voices of grievances in the palace. Ruan Qiushui was annoyed and decided to change Biyun Palace into Qiushui Palace, taking advantage of the trend to get rid of the opposition in the palace. Damn, this past has been covered in dust in the Qiushui Palace. It has been so long that she has forgotten that she was once a person who killed the master and seized the palace.

Ruan Qiushui's face flickered, and Ziheng knew that the other party had recalled, "How is it, do you remember?"

"You and I are in different situations. I was really helpless at the beginning, but if I hadn't been the palace lord today, you wouldn't be able to be the deputy palace lord."

She said this with the intention of letting Ziheng let her go because of her past friendship, but when Ziheng heard this, he just glanced at Ruan Qiushui and didn't answer.

The more Ziheng did not move, the more uncertain Ruan Qiushui was: "The position of Palace Master will be yours sooner or later, why should you be in a hurry and leave this eternal infamy like me?"

Ziheng remained silent, and the Xueqing sword in his hand moved forward, clinging to Ruan Qiushui's skin, provoking the opponent's jaw.

Ziheng said quietly: "Don't think that I don't know, the position of palace lord is reserved for your good daughter Duan Wu."

Ruan Qiushui's complexion changed, and her body was covered with cold sweat. She guarded against Duan Wu's background, and even killed her right-hand man at all costs in order to cover up Duan Wu's existence. How could Zi Heng know? !

Ziheng looked at Ruan Qiushui playfully, his eyes were deep and deep, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Ruan Qiushui insisted on keeping calm, no matter what, Ziheng must never let Duan Wu hurt, "Even if she is my daughter, you are still the number one successor in my heart."

Ruan Qiushui softened his tone and said something that he didn't even believe.

Zi Heng raised his eyebrows, the point of the sword left Ruan Qiushui's slender neck, moved upwards, and patted the opponent's face with the blade of the sword, "You are so kind? You gave me the position of Deputy Palace Master just to pave the way for your daughter That's all."

The cold sword will draw a blood mark on this perfect face if you don't pay attention, the cold spread from the cheeks to the limbs, Ruan Qiushui is half spread on the ground, and his body dare not move a little.

Ziheng squatted down slowly, looked directly into Ruan Qiushui's eyes, and said unhurriedly: "It seems that you care about your face very much."

Ruan Qiushui's internal energy is now blocked, and he is also seriously injured. When facing Zi Heng, his body trembled slightly, "What do you want?"

"You, like Xuanji, like to have your daughter by your side. She arranged her daughter as the right envoy, and you made Duan Wu the left envoy, but I don't know..."

Having said that, he paused here, and gave Ruan Qiushui a meaningful look.

Ruan Qiushui felt something bad in his heart: "What do you want to say?"

Ziheng continued: "I just don't know if the left envoy Duan Wu is as aware of his own life experience as the right envoy?"

When Ruan Qiushui intended to tell Duan Wu that she was in Duan Wu's life, she told Duan Wu about her life experience. The other party's indifferent face made people unable to see happiness or anger, but the frowning was obviously unwilling to accept it. Ziheng should also be watching. Suspicion arose only when Duan Wu was wrong, but how could he ask such a question at this time?

Ruan Qiushui's heart tightened, could it be -!

"you--!"

"You can't—!"

Ruan Qiushui looked at Ziheng with a ferocious expression, his eyes seemed to dig out his bones and take his flesh.

Ziheng watched Ruan Qiushui's reaction with interest, leaned close to the other's ear, and whispered: "If she knows that her father is..."

When Ziheng said this name, Ruan Qiushui had a mouthful of blood in his heart. Ziheng tapped the opponent's acupoints quickly and asked Ruan Qiushui to swallow the blood. This is the hall where she ascended the throne, and it is not good to see blood.

Zi Heng stood up slowly: "What do you think she will do?"

Ruan Qiushui suddenly seemed to go crazy, and shook her head desperately: "She has gone, she will never come back, she will never know!"

Ziheng patted Ruan Qiushui's face again with his sword, and whispered: "Don't worry, I will find her, and then I will tell her everything."

The cold sword blade and the deep cold voice made Ruan Qiushui feel cold all over, and her mind returned a little bit. She looked at Zi Heng in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice: "What exactly do you want?"

Ruan Qiushui's reaction is Ziheng's most satisfied so far, "I heard that the Lord of Qiushui Palace has a lot to do with Liuyue Island."

Ruan Qiushui was taken aback, he didn't expect that Ziheng's attack was actually Liuyue Island's idea.Liuyue Island is an island outside the South China Sea, and it is the most mysterious school in the world, because no one knows its exact location except the people on the island, and Ruan Qiushui visited Liuyue Island many years ago by chance , and returned safely, with her personality, it is impossible to just enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Ruan Qiushui frowned and looked at Ziheng: "What do you want to know about Liuyue Island?"

"This is my business, you just need to tell me everything you know."

Ziheng doesn't like people who talk too much, especially those who talk too much nonsense.

"I will give you a promise. If your news is true, I will not tell Duan Wu her life experience, and I will never take her life."

Ruan Qiushui's eyes hesitated, as if he was thinking about whether Ziheng would have such morality, and raised his eyes and said: "If you don't kill her, what about the people in this palace? When you give an order, I'm afraid you don't need to do it, she would die thousands of miles away."

Ziheng was unexpectedly very patient at this time: "Okay, I won't kill her, and I won't send anyone to kill her, and I won't send anyone to tell her her life experience, what do you think?"

Ruan Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief: "There is a hidden compartment under my bed, which contains a map to Liuyue Island, and the trip to Liuyue Island must be within August, and the time limit must not be exceeded when returning."

Zi Heng said indifferently: "You have to think clearly, if I find out that this map is fake, I will not only tell Duan Wu who her father is, but also kill her."

"I would swear on Duan Wu's life."

Ziheng was slightly surprised, then raised his brows, and said in a deep voice: "I can rest assured that the map is real."

"Qingying."

As soon as Ziheng opened his mouth, a woman in blue came in the next moment, first saluted Ziheng, and sneered when she saw Ruan Qiushui on the ground.

Seeing Qingying's attitude, Ruan Qiushui's face was very ugly, but Ziheng could not act rashly because she was in Ziheng's hands, and with her current state, even if she wanted to teach Qingying a lesson, she couldn't do it.

"This subordinate is here, I don't know the deputy palace master... Oh, no, I don't know what the palace master has ordered?"

Qingying spoke halfway, but then changed her words. Although Ziheng is nominally the deputy palace lord, within a quarter of an hour, she will be the justifiable palace lord of Qiushui Palace. Maybe the name of the palace can be changed.

Ziheng didn't have much reaction to this address, and ordered: "You can prepare to go to Liuyue Island."

Qingying was startled, although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't ask: "Yes."

"Before I leave, issue an order. If I don't return within a month, the whole palace will hunt down and kill Duan Wu, and by the way, spread a news in the rivers and lakes."

Ziheng's tone was very indifferent, as if she had walked through a glacier, Ruan Qiushui drowned her breath instantly as if she was immersed in cold water.

As soon as Ziheng's voice fell, Ruan Qiushui said anxiously: "Wait!"

Hearing Ruan Qiushui's hurried voice, Ziheng turned around leisurely: "Oh? Palace Master Qiushui still has something to say?"

Ruan Qiushui lowered his head, his voice was quite difficult: "Nine..."

"Huh? I can't hear what Palace Master Qiushui is saying."

"I misremembered, it was September, you..."

Before Ruan Qiushui finished speaking, a lavender sword sank into her chest in an instant. She stared blankly at the sword, as if she hadn't realized what happened.

Ziheng's voice was cold, resounding in the hall: "You are old, but your brain is not enough."

Ziheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and spent a long time arguing with Ruan Qiushui, which was a waste of time.

Pulled out the Xueqing Sword, wiped it and put it back into the scabbard, turned around and walked towards the throne on the stage step by step. She slowed down and enjoyed the process of climbing to the top. By the time she turned around and sat on the throne, the corpse in the hall had long disappeared , and below are the disciples in wonderful gauze clothes, standing neatly in the center of the hall.

Ziheng said unhurriedly: "You can stand up now if you have opinions, and I will give you a chance to challenge."

Her voice lingered in the hall, like an ice blade in a gust of wind, piercing to the bone, beating on everyone's heart, and no one dared to answer it.

Put your fingers on the side of the armrest and knocked a few times, and after a while, "Since no one is objecting now, it's best not to let me hear this sound in the future, otherwise—" Ziheng's eyes flickered, "Ruan Qiushui is your fate. "

Qingying was the first to kneel down: "Follow the order of the Palace Master!"

"Follow the order of the Palace Master!"

"Follow the order of the Palace Master!"

"Follow the order of the Palace Master!"

……

After Qingying knelt down, the disciples of Qiushui Palace also saluted, their voices resounded through the sky, they all knelt at Ziheng's feet, and their cold eyes softened a little.

"Okay, from today onwards, Qiushui Palace will no longer exist, you are my disciples of Jiuxiao Palace, and you are only loyal to me!"

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Blood will inevitably be seen on the road to domination of the rivers and lakes. If there are little angels who mind, please don't force yourself to watch...