Chapter 1301 What's going on?
Although Huo Xiang is a once-in-a-century, conscientious leader of the demonic path, most of his disciples are involved with evil cultivators.
But this time, it was patchouli that came.
Everyone tacitly agreed to keep their distance from him.
Song Chunxue also avoided him.
As a rare female cultivator, Song Chunxue remained mostly silent throughout, trying to keep a low profile.
Therefore, when the seniors appeared and were introduced to the Taoist priests by Lord Zhao, she simply smiled, nodded, and exchanged a few pleasantries.
After one round, her mouth was stiff.
After finishing her vegetarian meal, she quietly slipped away.
She felt a little uncomfortable not interacting with people for so long.
Having been here for two days, she sent a message to Deng Kui, worried that she might be concerned.
Fortunately, Deng Kui could also transmit her thoughts, which calmed her down considerably.
Sha~ Sha~
Song Chunxue, who was enjoying the scenery and drinking wine in a pavilion halfway up the mountain, heard light footsteps.
At first I thought it was a snake, but I quickly realized that there was no snake at this time of year.
She thought it was Xie Zheng, but she didn't expect it to be Qi Yun.
"Why are you here?" She tilted her head back and took a sip of wine, looking at the dark green forest in the distance. "Has Miss Huanyu left? Are she and Mengzhongjun old acquaintances?"
Qi Yun slowly walked into the pavilion and bowed solemnly, "I'm sorry, it was my oversight that almost allowed you to be taken advantage of by them. Please punish me, Master."
As he spoke, he lifted his robe and knelt down.
Song Chunxue quickly put her legs down and sat up straight. "Get up. I hate it when people threaten me."
“Master, this is not a threat, but I don’t know how to prove my guilt. Master, please punish me, I will have no complaints.”
"Then go, go back to where you belong, and don't call me master anymore."
"No!" Qi Yun suddenly stood up. "I only found out last night how dangerous it was to trick Master into coming here. Master Han also said that he was being inconsiderate and told me that I should stay by your side to protect you from now on. He'll do anything except send me away."
"You clearly have ulterior motives. Master didn't say that." Xie Zheng's voice suddenly rang out from the side.
He was dressed in dark green clothes, with a black fox fur collar that made his skin look pale.
Qi Yun smiled and bowed to Lord Xie.
“Uncle-Master. Grandmaster may not have had time to tell you yet, but I dare not lie to Master. Yesterday’s incident has already made me deeply regretful, and I would never dare to continue to deceive.”
He said seriously, "I learned from Huanyu that the reason she and Mengzhongjun targeted Master was because someone had been watching Master for months. However, the barrier around that courtyard was very strong, and Master was extremely wary, so they did not succeed."
Fortunately, they were just a group of insignificant rogue cultivators, and because of their own selfishness, they did not spread the news of their master's special physique to others.
Xie Zheng frowned. "What do you mean by 'special constitution'?"
Qi Yun pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and pondered for a moment before speaking softly and slowly, "If Martial Uncle still has his memories, he should realize that your dual cultivation back then was very beneficial to him."
"..." Song Chunxue's face darkened. This damned disciple, she might as well just call her an evil cultivator.
Why?
No, could this be the real reason why she is easily targeted by evil cultivators?
Xie Zheng turned away in silence, seemingly embarrassed by what he had been said.
Song Chunxue remained expressionless. "So, the reason my heart was targeted back then, and now my entire body is being targeted, is because of my relationship with that legendary... thing..."
"The extinct Butterfly Bone Beauty is somewhat similar, but Master is more attractive because Master possesses many sword spirits and can also control spirit beasts, which is extremely rare among ordinary cultivators."
Song Chunxue sighed, "So, I told you I'm suited for secluded cultivation."
Not entirely.
Song Chunxue looked up, "Senior Brother?"
"I'm afraid you'll start fighting here," Lord Zhao said with a smile. "Actually, I wanted to tell you that Master's idea is that you can leave the task of eliminating evil spirits with other like-minded people to us. After your six-month term is over, go back and cultivate diligently with Master."
Are they going to abandon her and act on their own?
This won't do.
More people, more effort.
"Senior Brother, I'll go with you..."
“No,” Lord Zhao shook his head, his tone leaving no room for argument. “This is my master’s decision. If you disagree, you can speak to him personally.”
How could she dare to do that?
"So what are your plans next?" Song Chunxue felt that her six-month plan might have to end ahead of schedule.
We won't be able to spend the Spring Festival in Lijiazhuangzi this year.
I can't eat dumplings with my two older sisters and my second brother anymore.
Well, actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not comfortable for anyone to feel uncomfortable for a spiritual practitioner like her to disturb others during their New Year's reunion.
Even though the eldest son always wants her to come to their house, if she actually goes and doesn't help out or talk to the children, the eldest son will definitely have a problem with it.
"We have seven days to prepare. After that, we need to be ready to be deployed at any time. Let Qi Yun stay by your side for the time being."
“No need. I’ll go back and pack my things. It will only take three days. After three days, I will come to Qingshan Temple to find you.” Song Chunxue made a decisive decision. “When will you set off for Wuquan Mountain?”
"It's Shen Shi (3-5 PM)," Xie Zheng said gently. "I'll take you back."
Song Chunxue looked into Xie Zheng's eyes, then looked away after a moment. "No need. You've forgotten, I have Wuyou and Stubborn Donkey. Even without a barrier, ordinary evil cultivators wouldn't dare to do anything to me."
Xie Zheng nodded, lowered his head, and tucked his hands into his sleeves. "Alright."
"..." What is he doing? Has he remembered something?
Otherwise, why would he resemble Xie Zheng so much in her memory?
Who made him wear this dark green robe?
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