Nine months later.

Sigushan, the cave of the leader of Qi Xiu, which originally belonged to Qi Xiu, is now lived by Mingzhen. Compared with Chuen Mountain Gate, the spiritual land here is far less than that, but it is better than purity.

"I heard that the Pei family in the outer sea bowed their heads. According to Pei Shuang's confession, the last time the monk appeared before he disappeared was near a magic well under the sea that was sealed by you, the uncle of the wise master..."

Nangong Yanran, who was a guest, sat at the lower head, smiling. As her as the head of the Chu Qin commonwealth, she was able to use respect for the younger generations during her conversations, but she did not see much respect for the golden elixir of Ming Zhen. "I heard that the monks of the Dazhou Academy need to be invited to the scene. Then, they and the monks of various forces who participated in the sealing gathered together, so that they could reopen this well and look for the monks of the monks?"

"yes."

Ming Zhen lay lazily on the main position, holding his cheek with his jade hand and resting his elbow on the pedestal. The Jindan monk lived a long life. Her face had not diminished slightly over the years. Her wide red robe could not completely cover up the wonderful body curve. In recent years, she practiced smoothly. She and Gu Tan and his wife were singing together again, and their eyebrows and eyes were filled with charming charm. "So I will lead the team to the outer sea, first join forces with each company to lift the seal of the sea demon well, and then search for it... and set off in a few days."

When she spoke, her eyes were all on a half-year-old child who was crawling and playing in the hall. The little girl was chubby and really very cute.

But there is nothing to hide from the Chu Qin Sect's chores and chores. The Jindan ancestor of the Ming family has always been indifferent to the family affection of his children. Whether it is the descendants of the bloodline born to her late Pan Jialuo or the current husband Gu Tan, after leaving her, he only provides some meager assistance. Those descendants of the Pan and Gu Zhi are often difficult to see her, let alone the distant tribes of the Pan family.

For example, Ming Lu of the Ming family and Mingyuan Mountain, who came to Siguoshan during the Lihuo Rebellion last time and ran back to Jixia City, almost never received any care from her.

But the boy in front of him was so loved by her, he must be a genius with excellent roots.

"Oh, this is your great-grandson and Uncle Gu, right?"

She and Gu Tan’s son and grandson have not yet reached the immortals. Nangong Yanran went over and picked up the little girl, rubbing her face and coaxing her, and asked, “Little guy, what’s your name?”

"Yes, it's called Gu Wuyue." Mingzhen replied.

"At the age of three, I must be sent to the door to ascend to the immortals, right?" Nangong Yanran asked.

"nature."

"Then I give you this, oh oh oh oh, the little guy looks so beautiful. When I grow up, I will definitely be as beautiful as your ancestor."

Nangong Yanran couldn't help feeling sad. Since Mingzhen married Pan Jialuo, she had been fighting with her for hundreds of years. Now she has a difficult time cultivating. She is old and has not even had good qualifications in the descendants of Qin Changfeng. In the fight for the position of the next leader, the old man sighed indifferently...

People are so angry that they are so angry that they are now. Now I am not as good as her. The more I think about it, the more I feel, the more I feel, the more I feel, the tears are almost pouring into my eyes. I also have to say auspicious words of compliment. While teasing Gu Wuyue, I took out an exquisite and small jade pendant magic weapon from the storage bag, and forced a smile to the other party's fat little hand, "Do you like it if you give it to you?"

Gu Wuyue only knew how to hold the jade pendant and waved it. Mingzhen saw this scene in her eyes, and her emotions were still faint, "Then I will thank her for it."

"What's there to thank for? Uncle Master, you are so polite."

Nangong Yanran didn't want to stay in the mountains of thoughts anymore. After handing over the main purpose of this trip, she supported the other party to go to the sea to find Sanuo's logistics affairs, so she said goodbye.

"Hmph! A fake slut! It's so good!"

After leaving the mountain gate, her face changed and she cursed in her heart darkly.

The more indifferent and calm Mingzhen seemed, the more angry she became. Since her husband Qin Changfeng decided not to compete for the position of next head, although she and Mingzhen sighed that the couple had stopped fighting, they were clear about what they had done in recent decades.

Gu Tan was restrained but he was inevitably able to take over power. His methods were gentle but he was firm in his implementation. Over the years, he had increasingly controlled the key positions in the Chu Qin Sect through his personal disciple Luo Xinwu and the monks loyal to him. Zhan Jianfeng, the boss of the initial family who only knew how to march and fight, was gradually won over by him.

To the outside world, Gu Tan has already comforted Xiong Shisi and Xiong Futing's two alliances by leading the decisive withdrawal and merger of the alliance, and most of the other vassal families are very convinced.

Nangong Yanran saw all this, but could no longer provoke internal conflict, so naturally there was no good idea.

Gu Tan also arranged his wife here to avoid the dangerous mission of Chu Qin Jindan leading the team as a guest army to support Qingdan Gate, He Huanzong.

Just like this, Gu Tan did not hide his selfishness the most, and Nangong Yanran was naturally the most unhappy. Ming Zhen, who could not escape her husband Qin Changfeng, could avoid it, which shows the hypocrisy of the couple!

Pooh!

"Sect Master, where are we going next?"

When the head of Chu Qin's general affairs went out, he naturally followed a large group of subordinates. The one who used the most is the foundation-building junior of the Liu Feng family. Liu Feng was dead, and this junior is similar to Nai Zu. Seeing that she was in a bad mood, she came forward with a smile on her face and asked.

"Hmph, go to the monk Fayin."

The call of the chief player Nangong Yanran was a little more comfortable, and was cheerfully clamored onto the small shuttle, heading north and then heading towards Tianyin Temple.

"President of Nangong."

"Zen Master Fayin."

When she arrived at the place, she glanced at a shrimp and camel beast wearing a monk's robe and swept the fallen leaves outside the door with a big broom. Then she was personally led into the temple by the majestic Dharma Yin.

"Master!"

Two monks had already kneeled in the temple... It was not right to say that the monks were right. Nangong Yanran recognized that they were Fayan's disciples, but at this time the two had already changed into secular decorations and had gray short hair again.

The two old Qi-training old men saw the Dharma coming back, and cried and touched the ground with their foreheads, and kept kowtowing.

"Why."

Fa Yin looked at them, sighed deeply, turned around and bowed to Nangong Yanran, "Or why don't you let me see them off first."

"Please give me a gift."

It seems that the two remaining disciples of Fa Yin are about to run away, Nangong Yanran is secretly happy and quickly returns the gift to signal.

After waiting in the meditation room for a long time, Fa Yin came back a little lonely. It seemed that the monk was also trapped by the relationship between master and disciple.

"I've been practicing Zen Master Taotiao, but it's the same thing I've said before."

Nangong Yanran didn't touch his bad head, and just gave a brief greeting and said the serious matter, "The shrimp and camel beasts raised in your temple..."

The shrimp and camel beast has a long lifespan. Fayan’s two disciples are old. The Lingmu League Immortal Prisoners who were taken to Shandu Mountain to mine were now old and die. The thousands of shrimp and camel beasts are still stocked in the temple. Nangong Yanran plans to ask for it back from Fayan.

"President Nangong, please don't talk about it anymore. These shrimp, camel beasts were entrusted by Miaoqing Tanyue back then and were raised by the poor monk..."

Fa Yin still shook his head and refused, "You need to talk about Miaoqing before you can."

Talking about Miaoqing? That's even more impossible. Nangong Yanran had to say goodbye again in disappointment.

"This Dharma-Inspiration Monk is too ignorant to make sense!"

The Liu family builds the foundation and makes fun of it.

"Forget it, the old man doesn't care about anything! He only knows how to ask for money!"

He was busy and busy but nothing happened. His mood was still under Ming Zhen's great blow. Nangong Yanran became more and more angry. He chatted and scolded Qi Xiu in public, "I said I wanted a spirit stone, where did that spirit stone come from!? Well!? Didn't it rely on me to work hard to organize, busy and snatch everywhere!?"

"Yeah yeah……"

"It's up to you to work hard for me, Chu Qin..."

It was often her scolding the leader of the sect, and everyone continued to agree without any surprise.

So the group turned to the Shandu Mine again.

The current Chu and Qin land is full of pastoral scenery along the way, with small villages scattered and retreating. Gu Tan has introduced many Confucianism learned from studying in Jixia City since the Chu and Qin alliance. Therefore, in the past fifty years, men farmed and women weaved in the Chu and Qin land, and the population of ordinary people has increased explosively, which has led to the grand scene of the Wanxiu Sect today.

The shuttle landed in the Shandu Old Camp, which was originally established by Gu Rong. Before Mei Susu and others surrendered, they had only had time to destroy the magic arrays and other defense facilities built with the secret technique of the Thick Soul Alliance. Therefore, the entire Shandu Old Camp has a far-reaching defense capability for the Shandu Mountain area, which is now a mine.

Nangong Yanran has her own hall here, and she sat down in the main seat of the hall with a angrily look at the sparse small dot in the mountain mountain. "There is no choice but to find the beast gate to buy some shrimp and camel beasts."

"Sir Miaoqing..."

The deacon in the mine who was doing something was hesitant and asked back: "She said that God had good fortune in the past. If we bought shrimps and camel beasts and were seen by her..."

"Don't care about her!"

Nangong Yanran patted the armrest of the seat heavily, "Last time Miaoqing came back, many prisoners of war here didn't care about mining, but instead he was embarrassed to tell those spirit beasts and stupid people what kind of compassion was coming!?"

She was entrusted to the twenty-four scattered cultivators who were imprisoned at the mine and forced them to die like slaves. She was very mean and never talked about compassion in her life. When she heard the words of the deacon in the mine, she became even more angry. She was cursing when she suddenly felt a flame rushing out on the floor in front of her.

In the past, no matter how difficult the Chu Qin Sect was, it was not her turn to fight to the death. In recent decades, she was the head of the Chu Qin commonwealth. Her husband Qin Changfeng wanted to practice. In fact, the City Lord Chu En was also her. She was used to being pampered and had only the instinctive reactions of the late-stage foundation-building monks.

Unfortunately, after the shock change, she had only had time to grow her mouth. Before she could make a warning sound, a tight red fire wall burst into a circle around her place. The fire wall was translucent. She could still see the mouths of the mine deacons outside the fire wall, but the sound could not be heard. The same was true for the rest of the hall, all of whom were sitting, with their expressions as usual, as if they had not noticed anything had happened.

She soon saw a figure hiding in a black cloak strangely appearing inside the fire wall inexplicably. "You are..." Just as you were about to scold and question, a flash of eyes appeared, and another young man looked like a handsome young man.

"you!"

The memories of her girlhood have been long, but she can’t forget the appearance of the boy in front of her. It was Jiang Yan, who had regretted her marriage!

After not seeing each other for many years, Jiang Yan seemed to have not changed at all. He was staring at him steadily, and a sarcastic smile slightly raised on the corner of his mouth.

"Jiang Yan! Come!"

The past flashed back in my mind like lightning. Jiang Yan engraved his name on the ground of Shandu Mountain, ranking it as the second of the ten people who must kill!

She was so scared that her scalp was numb, and she shouted, and wanted to take out the life-saving things from the storage bag to take them out. Unfortunately, the people outside the fire wall were still unaware of anything, and she was restrained from her actions, and she couldn't even lift her arms.

"Yanran, stop doing those meaningless things."

Jiang Yan's tone was silent, his eyes were sometimes pity, sometimes cold, and sometimes a little uncontrollable pleasure. The figure flashed and was behind her, his face was almost pressed against her, and he said leisurely: "Do you remember? You hated me back then, and asked Nangong Li to humiliate me, chase me, and killed my mother with your own hands..."

"Hmph! It's me, so what!"

The cause and effect have come. I didn’t expect that Jiang Yan could really achieve today. Judging from the power of this method, I’m afraid that his cultivation is higher than that of the dead old man. I guess he has stood at the threshold of the Nascent Soul!?

When things come to an end, Nangong Yanran will not fall into the character of the Nangong daughter. She angrily scolded: "I don't like you, so I naturally don't want to marry you. Moreover, your mother took action first back then! If you want to kill, you will kill! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Diet to the point, do you regret it now?" Jiang Yan didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill her, but just stroked her back with his palm.

"What do you regret!? There is nothing to regret..."

She retorted excitedly, and suddenly a mirror appeared in front of her. In the mirror, an old woman with white hair and wrinkled face moved her mouth with a ferocious look. It was her Nangong Yanran who had lost all her makeup and makeup!

Jiang Yan's face as young as ever was close.

"ah!"

She screamed in horror at the cruel contrast, and subconsciously covered her face with her hands, but the skin on the back of her hands was also wrinkled and dry.

"Think about it, if you didn't regret the marriage, and follow me and go straight to the road, so many things wouldn't happen later. What an enviable couple we should be now..."
To be continued...