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What does it mean to cry to the heavens and the earth but get no response? This is exactly what Du Heng is like now. He wanted to speak, but his throat was locked. He wanted to transmit his voice, but his spiritual energy could not flow. He was hanging in Yan Buhui's hand like a grasshopper, unable to jump.
His ears were buzzing, and his lungs were suffocating because he couldn't get air. There seemed to be insects chirping beside his ears. Yan Buhui's voice mixed in with the insects: "It's good to be a spirit pet. He looks obedient."
Du Heng felt like he was about to be strangled to death. He didn't even have the strength to struggle. His eyes went dark and he felt a sweet and fishy taste in his mouth and nose.
Just when Du Heng thought he was going to die, Yan Buhui let go of his hand. Fresh air suddenly filled his lungs, and Du Heng took deep breaths. His throat was swollen and painful, and he felt a stinging pain in his throat every time he took a breath. This feeling made him want to cough uncontrollably, and after he coughed a few times, blood oozed from his mouth and nose.
Du Heng wiped his hand with blood. He reached out to touch the long sword at his waist, but as soon as he moved his hand, a piercing pain came from his arm. He turned his head and saw that a sharp dagger had appeared on his arm.
Yan Buhui smiled contemptuously: "You want to draw your sword in front of me? Are you qualified? By the way, I'll remind you again that it's impossible to escape. I've set up a barrier in the room. If you leave now, your body will explode with a bang. Guess, can I find the Fantasy Sky Pearl in your shattered body?"
Du Heng gritted his teeth and pulled the dagger out of his right arm. After the dagger was pulled out, the sharp tip of the knife was stained with black and red blood. The blood also exuded a fishy smell. Seeing this color, Du Heng knew that he must have been poisoned.
Yan Buhui looked at Du Heng with his arms folded. Du Heng leaned back until he retreated to the wall of the kitchen, and was forced to stop.
Yan Buhui smiled and said, "You ran away too quickly last time. You looked innocent, but you actually had many plans. I will not let you run away this time. If you try to run away, I will break your legs."
Du Heng looked at Yan Buhui angrily. I don't know what he saw, but the anger in his eyes turned into surprise. Du Heng opened his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Master."
Yan Buhui sneered: "Do you think you can fool me again with this trick?" He still remembered the scene in the cave when Du Heng tricked him in order to escape. A person would not fall in the same place twice, not to mention that Yan Buhui was already an out-of-body cultivator. He could just use his spiritual sense to scan if there was anyone behind him.
Yan Buhui had confirmed before that there was no one else in the dining hall except Du Heng. Then he felt a chill on his lower back. Yan Buhui was startled. He turned around and saw Wen Qiong, who was wearing a red skirt, holding a cucumber in one hand and standing behind him expressionlessly.
Yan Buhui looked at Wen Qiong in shock, his pupils shrinking violently: "It's you!!" His hand reached towards his lower back, and Du Heng scanned with his spiritual sense and saw two small bamboo swords stuck on both sides of his lower back.
The two bamboo knives were three inches long and only as wide as a thumb. They were used by Du Heng to peel fruit. Now the two bamboo knives, including the handles, were inserted into Yan Buhui's body. Two very thin tears appeared on Yan Buhui's black clothes. Red blood spread on his clothes, and soon the clothes on both sides of his waist were wet.
Wen Qiong said coldly: "Didn't I tell you last time? Stay away from Du Heng, are you deaf?"
When Yan Buhui controlled Du Heng, Du Heng had no power to resist. However, when he met Wen Qiong, he was beaten violently. Wen Qiong punched Yan Buhui in the side of his waist, and Yan Buhui screamed and flew towards the door. However, he was unlucky and failed to fly out of the door. He hit the wall of a dining hall, breaking the wall and the window next to it.
There was a loud crash, and Yan Buhui and the bricks behind him flew to the square of the dining hall. Wen Qiong put the cucumber in Du Heng's palm with a cold face and said, "Help me watch it."
Du Heng foolishly held the cucumber. The thorns on the straight cucumber were a little prickly, and the cold feeling brought Du Heng back to his senses. Wen Qiong had already rushed out of the dining hall, and Du Heng rushed out the door after he came to his senses. Perhaps because Yan Buhui's barrier was broken, Du Heng's body did not explode as he described.
Xiaoxiao struggled to get up from the ground, and Du Heng hugged him: "Xiaoxiao, are you okay?" Xiaoxiao nodded with a nosebleed: "Chirp!"
A man and a chicken stood under the eaves of the dining hall, looking towards the square. Du Heng's eyes were as round as Xiaoxiao's.
In the square, Wen Qiong grabbed Yan Buhui and started punching him repeatedly. Her punches hit his flesh, and crisp bone fracture sounds kept coming. Yan Buhui also wanted to resist, but when the black and red miasma appeared on his body, Wen Qiong punched him in the dantian, and the miasma that had just condensed disappeared into thin air.
Du Heng clenched his fist: "Cool! That's how it should be!" He felt so happy in his heart, letting Yan Buhui bully the weak and let him bully himself!
Yan Buhui was knocked to the ground by Wen Qiong. He finally realized that he was no match for Wen Qiong in close combat. He got on all fours and rushed more than ten feet away in the direction of the ancient tree. This time he finally summoned the miasma. The miasma gathered at his lower back and finally pulled out two bloody bamboo swords.
After the bamboo sword was pulled out, Yan Buhui seemed to be unsealed. Lightning flashed around him, and with crackling sounds, his broken bones were healing rapidly.
Du Heng couldn't help but look at Wen Qiong with worry. Could his delicate and pretty master be a match for Yan Buhui?
At this time, the long sword on Du Heng's waist began to vibrate, and Wen Qiong waved her hand, and the Qingshuang Sword in the scabbard flew straight out and appeared in Wen Qiong's hand. Du Heng realized at this time that Wen Qiong's personal spiritual sword seemed to be missing.
Wen Qiong held the long sword in her hand, and she looked at Yan Buhui with burning eyes: "Disciple, I will show you the Four Seasons Technique in the Everlasting Sword Technique. Look carefully, the first move is Spring Breeze."
Wen Qiong waved her hand, and a visible green sword energy appeared in front of her. The sword energy, wrapped in a soft spiritual energy, rushed towards Yan Buhui. Yan Buhui retreated dozens of steps and punched forward with both hands.
This punch was extremely powerful, and the strong wind from the fist spread out, shaking the leaves of the ancient tree behind Yan Buhui to the ground one after another. The gentle sword energy from before was caught by the fist wind and soon disappeared. The fist wind was wrapped with countless miasma and rolled towards Wen Qiong. Wen Qiong rushed forward without fear.
Du Heng was very nervous. Wen Qiong hadn't even summoned out her protective spiritual energy. If she was hit by Yan Buhui's miasma, would she still have a chance of survival?
At this time, pale blue spots of light flashed in the black and red fist wind. Upon closer inspection, those were not spots of light, but tiny sword intentions. Under the strangulation of the sword intention, the fist shadows in the fist wind that were larger than sandbags were scattered one after another. It seemed that the sword energy had the upper hand!
Wen Qiong did not stop attacking just because the sword energy temporarily gained the upper hand. She swept out with a sword. This sword was different from the soft spring breeze and rain just now. This move was like thunder and lightning! It was also like a sudden rainstorm on a hot summer day.
Wen Qiong said: "This is the second move: Summer Rain."
Just from these two swords, Du Heng could see the gap between himself and Wen Qiong.
After getting the Everlasting Sword Art, Du Heng began to practice. The Everlasting Sword Art is divided into three parts. The first part is called Four Seasons. The Four Seasons Sword has four moves, and each move has sixteen styles. The second part is called Love and Hate, and it has four moves of sorrow and joy, separation and reunion and sixty-four styles. The third part is called Reincarnation, and it also has four moves of birth, aging, sickness and death and sixteen styles.
Du Heng had just reached the Four Seasons Technique, and had also just reached the Spring Breeze and Summer Rain moves. When he swung his sword, he felt like he was performing a shaman dance. Although each move had the moves, it was only the moves, without the content.
The force felt similar when he used his Spring Breeze and Summer Rain moves, but the same sword and the same sword moves felt completely different in Wen Qiong's hands.
Du Heng could clearly see the feeling of the transition from spring to summer. The warm spring breeze gave birth to all things. Although it was gentle, it was unstoppable. Facing the strong fist wind, it could still turn into drizzle to strangle the fist intent inside.
Xia Yujian either didn't strike at all, or once he struck, it was like a torrential rain. No matter how fierce the opponent was, a heavy rain would put out the opponent's arrogance.
Yan Buhui's miasma was actually forced back by Xia Yu's sword technique, and Wen Qiong chased after him: "Qiu Shuang."
Yan Buhui's resentful voice came from the miasma: "You are so unreasonable, woman! You and I have no grudges against each other, but you blocked my way twice! Who are you?!"
Wen Qiong sneered: "I'm your grandmother!"
Du Heng: ...I really want to applaud Master.
The fight between Yan Buhui and Wen Qiong soon attracted the attention of other monks in Shenxu Palace. The first to run out were Xuan Yu and his group. Soon after, Su Zhan and his group were also alarmed and ran out of the torture hall. Yan Buhui's miasma was too strong, and the grass and trees withered wherever the miasma passed. The monks could only cover their mouths and noses to prevent the miasma from eroding them.
Xuan Yu and the others rushed to the entrance of the dining hall. Jing Nan took out a pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into Du Heng's mouth: "Did you suffer a loss?"
Du Heng shook his head: "Master showed up in time and was not seriously injured. It was Xiaoxiao who suffered."
Feng Gui lowered his head and looked at Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao raised his wings to wipe the blood from his nose. He looked at his uncle firmly: "Chirp!" He was fine, not hurt at all!
Feng Gui and Jing Nan looked towards the ancient tree and said in unison: "Beat him to death!"
The ground on the Shenzao Peak was shaking, and the poor old tree was caught in the fight. It was first poisoned by Yan Buhui's miasma and lost all its leaves, and then it was affected by the fist wind and sword intent. The leaves and branches on the ground were scattered, mixed in the surging spiritual energy and scattered in all directions.
The battle attracted more and more cultivators, and soon Ye Wenqiu, who had just reached the state of godhood, and his disciple Ji Qingyan also appeared. Ji Qingyan frowned, "Why did the demon cultivator sneak into the Shenxu Palace?"
Ye Wenqiu looked hesitantly at Wen Qiong in the center of the vortex: "Who is this girl...?
Can she have the strength to fight Yan Buhui? A person with such cultivation should not be unknown. "Gu Lingfeng spoke up: "She is the master of Du Heng, the cook in the dining hall."
Ye Wenqiu showed doubt in his eyes: "With her cultivation level, she can be the master of a disciple on a mission, not to mention being the master of Shenxu Palace. This body movement and this aura... look so familiar."
Wen Qiong didn't know Ye Wenqiu said this, she finally got the chance to get close to Yan Buhui. Yan Buhui saw Wen Qiong holding his sword and blocking with his fists, and the next moment, Wen Qiong smiled at him and then bent down to hold Yan Buhui's left ankle.
Yan Buhui cried out inwardly, his vision spinning. It was the same move again. Last time, he was slammed to the ground by this woman for hundreds of times, causing his meridians to be broken and his cultivation to regress. She did it again this time?!
However, this move was still useful. Compared to stabbing someone in the back and various fancy sword moves, Wen Qiong loved the feeling of using someone as a sandbag. She swung Yan Buhui and threw him to the ground fiercely. With a dull clang, the floor tiles under the ancient tree were cracked one after another, and deep pits in the shape of human beings appeared.
Yan Buhui had no strength to resist at all. He was hit back and forth by Wen Qiong like a small melon. In his grief and anger, he even had the energy to curse. He yelled angrily: "Who on earth are you!"
Wen Qiong said the same thing: "I am your grandmother! Grandson, you better behave yourself!"
After Wen Qiong had her fill of smashing, she was so happy that her eyes narrowed, and the two small butterfly hairpins' wings flickered, and she was so happy that she almost flew up. At this time, Yan Buhui could no longer be seen in his original appearance. His whole body was covered in blood, and all his meridians were broken.
Wen Qiong found a rope and tied Yan Buhui upside down to the old tree. Yan Buhui staggered and asked Wen Qiong weakly: "Who are you? Why do you keep defending him?"
Wen Qiong clapped his hands: "Disciple, bring me the cucumber!"
Du Heng quickly ran to the old tree and said, "Master, your cucumber." Wen Qiong took the cucumber and wiped it on her clothes. She took a bite of the cucumber fiercely and said, "You bully my disciple in front of me. Do you really think Du Heng has no backers?!"
Du Heng was so moved that he burst into tears: "Master——"
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Ye Wenqiu and the others landed under the ancient tree. Old Ye saluted Wen Qiong solemnly: "My fellow Taoist..."
Wen Qiong suddenly covered her face: "Oops." She was having so much fun fighting that she forgot that this was the territory of Shenxu Palace. Her vest could no longer cover her face!
Ye Wenqiu said seriously:
Excuse me, who are you?" Ye Wenqiu was not the only one who had this suspicion. The elders from Zhenhuang Mountain, Langhuan Pavilion, and Tianyi Sect were all paying attention to this out-of-body cultivator who suddenly appeared.
Wen Qiong bit the cucumber with a crunching sound. She was much shorter than Ye Wenqiu, so when she looked at Ye Wenqiu, she was looking up at him. Wen Qiong frowned and said depressedly, "Old Ye, I actually hate looking up at you. In order to achieve the effect of looking down at you, I made a body that is eight feet tall."
Ye Wenqiu was confused. After a while, he asked in confusion, "Ah?"
Wen Qiong waved towards the sky: "Disciples, come down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yushu, Liu Yuanyuan and the red-dressed girl from Dingkun Sect appeared. The people around him exclaimed, "It's Dingkun Sect! He is the Sect Master of Dingkun Sect!" "Oh my God, has this world gone crazy? The Sect Master of Dingkun Sect is actually a female cultivator!"
Qi Yushu and the others bowed to Wen Qiong: "Master." Then they turned to the dumbfounded Du Heng and said in unison: "Sixth Junior Brother." "Sixth Junior Brother is silly, but he looks like a good kid." "Sixth Junior Brother, I'm your fourth senior sister He Jianing. We've met before. Do you remember?"
It was not until now that Du Heng understood why Qi Yushu and the others were so enthusiastic when they saw him before. It turned out that they had known his identity for a long time. And he had only just now understood the true identity of his master. Shouldn't he have guessed it long ago?
Wen Qiong of Dingkun Sect was the first human cultivator to cross Dongji Mountain. Only now did he connect all the previous clues together!
Du Heng stared blankly at Wen Qiong, who was still chewing a cucumber. She smiled at Du Heng and said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and say hello to your senior brothers and sisters!"
Du Heng felt his blood boiling, and there was something in his chest that he had to vomit. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground and splashed a cloud of dust.
Wen Qiong was very depressed: "What's your reaction?"
This was Du Heng's third visit to Zhengyang Palace. This time, the scene in Zhengyang Palace had changed again. Du Heng and his companions were in a beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains. In the center of the scenery was a lake. Next to the lake was an exquisite pagoda. They were now in the pagoda. Du Heng and Wen Qiong sat in the center. As the protagonists who brought everyone together, they were now enjoying the stares of the cultivators in the cultivation world.
In the tower, there is Yang Yuanqing wrapped in bandages, Wang Muye with a calm face, Ye Wenqiu who is as steady as an old dog, the two beauties of Langhuan, as well as the heads and elders of Yaowang Valley and other sects. It can be asserted that the cultivators with the highest cultivation among human cultivators are all here.
Yan Buhui, who had been hung upside down on the ancient tree by Wen Qiong before, was still hung upside down on the beam of the house. The two sect leaders, Yu Jing and Su Xian, tied him up, fearing that he would run away.
Wen Qiong said, "It's a long story now." A flash of light appeared in Ye Wenqiu's hand, and the light poured a cup of tea for Wen Qiong. Old Ye said slowly, "Don't worry, Sect Master Wen, please speak slowly."
Wen Qiong said: "This matter starts from the appearance of the Fantasy Sky Pearl."
Last summer, a big event happened in the world of cultivation. Everyone said that the Phantom Sky Pearl appeared in the Tianyuan Ruins in the Chaos Sea. At that time, the five major sects in the world of cultivation all took action, and various forces gathered at the Tianyuan Ruins. Finally, the two girls from Langhuan Pavilion successfully found the Phantom Sky Pearl in the Tianyuan Ruins.
Just when everyone thought that Yu Jing and Su Xian had obtained the Magical Sky Pearl, the Demon Lord Yan Buhui suddenly appeared. The three of them fought in the Tianyuan Ruins, and finally Yan Buhui used inferior means to snatch the Magical Sky Pearl, and Su Xian was seriously injured and her cultivation was greatly damaged.
After Yan Buhui got the Magical Sky Pearl, he went into hiding, which made the cultivators who went to the Demon Realm to search for it for several times but failed to find it furious. Everyone said that Yan Buhui went into hiding to practice, and the next time he appeared, he would definitely become a big trouble for the cultivation world.
Later, the head of Yaowang Valley cried and complained that several of his inner disciples were captured by Yan Buhui. However, this complaint did not cause much response. Which sect here does not have some trouble every day? Not to mention that several inner disciples came back later.
After Yan Buhui left his body, he did not do anything reckless. He just issued a bounty order to all the major sects. He offered a high price for the outer disciple Du Heng of Yaowang Valley. At that time, some people speculated that Du Heng should have obtained something from Yan Buhui. However, Yan Buhui's reputation was too bad. After his bounty order was issued, only a few casual cultivators helped him find Du Heng, and they have not found him yet.
Not long after, he cancelled the bounty. Everyone thought that Du Heng should have been found by him, and he might have even died.
Later, Yan Buhui appeared in Yaowang Valley. At that time, he had already left his body, but his cultivation was not as good as before. Everyone only knew that he was beaten, but no one could find out by whom.
Now the truth is finally revealed to the world. It turns out that the spirit chooses its master, and the Magical Sky Pearl flew to Du Heng by itself. And by chance, Du Heng became Wen Qiong's disciple. Wen Qiong, who had just got her ideal disciple, beat up Yan Buhui in order to stand up for her disciple. However, she did not beat him up as the leader of Dingkun Sect, which resulted in Yan Buhui not being able to recognize her.
Wen Qiong sighed and chattered, "That day, I was walking through Dongji Mountain and saw Du Heng crossing it. Seeing that he was in tattered clothes and looked very pitiful, I couldn't help but think of the miserable scene when I crossed Dongji Mountain. Seeing that he was very talented, I felt pity for him and accepted him as my apprentice. However, at that time, I didn't know that he had the Fantasy Sky Pearl on him, and I just thought that he was forced by Yan Buhui and had no way out."
Du Heng's head was full of black lines. He never knew that Wen Qiong would make up stories. He raised his head and secretly looked at Xuan Yu and the others. He saw that the three of them were looking at him with curved eyebrows. Du Heng felt relieved.
He looked at his three new fellow disciples, and saw that his eldest brother Qi Yushu gave him a comforting smile, and his second sister Liu Yuanyuan also gave him a comforting look. His eyes fell on his fourth sister, and he finally knew the name of the girl who walked with him for a while that night. She was his fourth sister He Jianing.
He Jianing mouthed to Du Heng: Come on, Sixth Junior Brother!
Du Heng smiled back at them, but when he saw Yun Zhonghe, he couldn't smile anymore. This former senior brother from Medicine King Valley was looking at him with deep hatred, his brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.
Du Heng lowered his head quickly, not daring to look Yun Zhonghe in the eye. Yun Zhonghe had repeatedly reminded him to keep the secret, but now his secret was exposed to the world. Senior Brother Yun was so angry that he was going to die.
That was fine, Yun Zhonghe had always been honest with him, but he had kept many things from him. Thinking of this, Du Heng felt sorry for him.
There are many loopholes in what Wen Qiong said, but what does it matter? Dingkun Sect is also one of the five major sects. What's wrong with the leader of Dingkun Sect accepting a disciple? It's not something Wen Qiong can control whether a spiritual object chooses a master. She just got lucky and picked up Du Heng. If anyone is not convinced, just come!
Everyone was silent after listening to Wen Qiong's story which was full of loopholes and hid important information. After a while, Yu Jing asked, "Compared to the matter between you and your disciple, I want to know why you appeared in that appearance before?"
Wen Qiong suddenly stood up and said, "I like to wear skirts, and I love colorful skirts. I also like small butterfly hairpins, like the one on my head. Every time I see it, I feel happy. I also like rouge and powder. On my dressing table, I have all the new colors of rouge that Langhuan Pavilion has released."
Wen Qiong's nonsensical words made the monks present frown slightly. This was somewhat inconsistent with why she wanted to use an eight-foot-tall male body to confuse everyone.
Wen Qiong said: "But someone once told me that this is something women like, not presentable, and will affect my cultivation. At that time, I looked up at him and asked him how to be presentable. He told me that if you are eight feet tall, have a heart for the world, move forward courageously, and remain indifferent to any temptation, then you can achieve the great way."
After hearing this, Ye Wenqiu was surprised and his face turned red: "Could it be..."
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "For a long time, I was in pain. I couldn't find a suitable solution. I couldn't deceive myself and tell myself that I didn't like little skirts or little butterfly hairpins, and I couldn't grow to a height of eight feet. But I wanted to cultivate into a righteous way, so what should I do?"
Wen Qiong said calmly: "Finally, I thought of a good idea. I created another self for myself. When I am the girl Wen Qiong, I can do whatever I want to do. But when I am the leader Wen Qiong, I have to care about the world and resist any temptation."
Ye Wenqiu hesitated to speak, Yu Jing sighed, "Which bastard told you this? You really should slap him to death."
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "Yeah, he is indeed an asshole. But I actually think this is a good idea. With my eight-foot-tall body, am I very convincing? Let's just say the simplest one, let's go to the ruins together. Would you like to let Sect Master Wen Qiong lead the way, or would you like to let Miss Wen Qiong lead the way? I am a bit jumpy by nature, so I lose to Sect Master Wen Qiong in terms of aura, right?"
Yang Yuanqing said in a deep voice: "Even if you are Miss Wen Qiong, as long as you have reached a certain level of cultivation, everyone will trust you."
Wen Qiong looked at Yang Yuanqing with a smile, and she said with a smile: "Master Yang, sometimes it's not about cultivation. Take the matter of me beating Yan Buhui for example, Master Wen Qiong couldn't just beat him twice so casually. He had to find reasons and excuses to beat people openly. If he didn't find a good reason, fellow Taoists in the cultivation world would say that I was domineering and bullying the weak. But for Miss Wen Qiong, if I beat him, then I beat him. Do I need to find a reason?"
Yang Yuanqing said: "You will tear yourself apart by doing this." Yang Yuanqing had a very good relationship with Sect Leader Wen Qiong. He didn't expect that the big brother, who he usually called a brother to, had turned into a little girl. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing's mood... was very complicated.
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Everyone in the cultivation world knew that Yang Yuanqing was a straight man, and what he disliked most were those delicate and whimpering girls. The two female cultivators of Langhuan Pavilion had been despised by him overtly and covertly countless times, resulting in the fact that now when the female cultivators in the cultivation world mentioned Yang Yuanqing, they could only shake their heads meaningfully.
However, even such a Yang Yuanqing has friends he can talk to. Wen Qiong from Dingkun Sect is a big brother with whom he can chat. Whenever they meet, Yang Yuanqing will definitely drag Wen Qiong to talk for three days and three nights, and when they are excited, they will even fight and take a bath together.
Old Yang once said in the bath that no female cultivator in the world could covet his body, because he practiced the orthodox boy's mind method, and female cultivators could not even touch him. When he was talking, Wen Qiong was sitting next to him in the bath. At that time, I only remember that Wen Qiong patted his shoulder and laughed very heartily. Now, it seems that Old Yang was not only seen naked, but also ridiculed.
But strangely, after Yang Yuanqing learned that Wen Qiong was a girl, he did not get furious. Of course, this was also related to the fact that he had been seriously injured recently.
Hearing Yang Yuanqing's words, Wen Qiong nodded in agreement: "Yes, this does split me up. For a long time, I felt like I became two people, and I couldn't find a balance. Sect Master Wen Qiong couldn't stand Miss Wen Qiong, and Miss Wen Qiong hated Sect Master Wen Qiong. This made me very distressed, and as a result, my cultivation stagnated for quite a long time."
Hearing this, Ye Wenqiu couldn't hold back any longer. He stood up suddenly, his handsome face full of guilt, and looked at Wen Qiong seriously: "Master Wen." Wen Qiong looked at Ye Wenqiu with a smile: "Master Ye, just speak frankly."
Everyone pricked up their ears and paid close attention to Ye Wenqiu in the field, wondering what the first sword cultivator who had transformed into a god in the human cultivation world in recent years would say. Was he going to reprimand Wen Qiong for rashly taking action in Shenxu Palace? Or was he going to accuse Wen Qiong of dressing up as a man and fooling around?
Unexpectedly, Ye Wenqiu bowed solemnly to Wen Qiong and said, "I'm sorry. I was young and frivolous at that time and said something impolite to Sect Master Wen, which caused you trouble."
Everyone was shocked. It turned out that the person who was talking nonsense in Wen Qiong's mouth was Ye Wenqiu! Du Heng looked at Ye Wenqiu curiously. Old Ye actually had an intersection with Wen Qiong when he was young? I really can't tell.
Wen Qiong chuckled upon hearing this: "No need to apologize, I actually let it go a long time ago. I was lucky, I met a master when I went to Dongji Mountain. After the master's guidance, I realized how stupid I was. I questioned myself because of what others said, and I also had a demon in my heart because of my own lack of confidence. In the final analysis, your words, Mr. Ye, were just the trigger, and the root cause was me. After I figured it out, I let it go."
Wen Qiong narrowed her eyes and said happily: "The reason why I used men's bodies later was mainly because it was fun and convenient."
Ye Wenqiu showed helplessness in his eyes: "Fun?"
Wen Qiong looked up and said, "Yes, my male identity has brought me a lot of conveniences. For example, the head elders present here, you have warmly invited me to take a bath together countless times, and I have never missed a single time."
Upon hearing this, the faces of the male monks present turned red and white as if a color palette had been opened, while the female monks covered their mouths and laughed secretly.
Wen Qiong said to Ye Wenqiu jokingly: "And Mr. Ye, every time I become a man and look down at you, I feel comfortable in my heart."
Ye Wenqiu: ...
Wen Qiong said frankly, "Before I left my body, your words did cause me trouble, but now I've let it go. Before, Wen Qiong would rather die than reveal her true self in front of everyone, but now I think it's nothing. I was born a woman, with this body given to me by my parents. I'm lucky enough to be able to enter the immortal path and see more scenery. I'm already luckier than many people, and I don't need to live in the eyes of others."
Ye Wenqiu felt ashamed: "Sorry."
Wen Qiong smiled and said, "That's not necessary. You can still regard me as the leader of Dingkun Sect. You can treat me the same way as you usually do. You have already cultivated to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, so you shouldn't be so ignorant of this."
After Wen Qiong's identity was revealed, everyone actually thought that there was nothing wrong with her. Yu Jing and Su Xian had a good relationship with Wen Qiong, and after learning that she was a girl, they smiled happily. There were not many female cultivators in the world, and now there was Wen Qiong, who was also the leader of Dingkun Sect with a good reputation, so they were naturally happy.
Yang Yuanqing stared at Wen Qiong for a while with a complicated look, and then he accepted Wen Qiong's new look. He put away his arrogant face in front of Yu Jing and Su Xian, and actually gave Wen Qiong a... complicated smile.
As for Wang Muye of Tianyi Sect, he was originally a good person. Even if he had an opinion, he would not say it to his face.
After Ye Wenqiu accepted Wen Qiong's true identity, Wen Qiong wore her favorite skirt and sat in the position of the leader of the five major sects. She looked at Yang Yuanqing on the left, and then at Yu Jing and Su Xian on the right: "Let's discuss how to deal with Yan Buhui."
Yan Buhui, who was wrapped up like a cocoon and looked unrecognizable, heard Wen Qiong's words and snorted, "Wen Qiong, you shot me in the back. If you have the guts, wait until I recover and I can fight you..."
Wen Qiong scratched his ears nonchalantly: "Stop messing around. With your cultivation level, even if I let you recover 200 times, you still can't beat me."
Yan Buhui was struck by Wen Qiong's heart-breaking blow, and he immediately choked. After a while, Yan Buhui said, "It is my bad luck to fall into your hands. You can kill me or chop me up as you please. But I want to remind you that I, a demon cultivator, also have the opportunity to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference."
What followed was a chaotic battle. Some cultivators felt that although Yan Buhui practiced the Way of Demon, he did have the right to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. Some cultivators felt that he had committed many evil deeds, so they should take the opportunity to destroy his cultivation and kill him.
Everyone was arguing, and Du Heng saw what it was like to debate with a group of scholars. Everyone was so fast that Du Heng was shocked: "How scary."
At this time, Du Heng felt his hand being gently held by someone. Du Heng turned his head and saw He Jianing whispering to Du Heng: "Come with me."
At this time, the crowd was excited. Du Heng carefully squeezed through the crowd and walked out of the tower and Zhengyang Palace. The moment he left the tower, Du Heng felt that the world was quiet.
Outside the Zhengyang Palace, Wen Qiong and Xiaoyu were looking at him with a smile, the golden sunlight fell on them, and they seemed to be shrouded in golden light. Du Heng couldn't help rubbing his eyes, and his impetuous heart calmed down immediately.
Jing Nan laughed and said, "How stupid! He didn't even notice that we had left."
Du Heng smiled and scratched his hair: "Hahaha, I was so busy listening to them quarreling that I didn't notice everyone else."
Wen Qiong said, "Let them quarrel, let's not get involved in this mess. Let's go to the dining hall to eat. I'm starving." Wen Heng suddenly thought of Wen Qiong in the field: "Master, when I left just now, weren't you still in there?"
Qi Yushu smiled and said, "When Master is lazy, he will leave a little distraction to help with things. I have already run a thousand miles away."
Du Heng gave Wen Qiong a thumbs up: "As expected of a master, you are awesome."
Wen Qiong said happily: "Today, your master and you have shown our faces in front of the cultivation world. From now on, whether it is good or bad, our Dingkun Sect will bear the responsibility together. If anyone touches our Dingkun Sect, your master will not let him off easily."
Liu Yuanyuan said to Du Heng in a slow voice: "Junior brother, don't worry, I will find a way to protect you. We have already discussed it. After the Ten Thousand Sects Conference, we will all go to Dingkun Sect together."
He Jianing said, "Senior Sister, I have already chosen a mountain and a cave for you! It's right next to my cave. You will definitely like the beautiful scenery!"
Du Heng bowed to Liu Yuanyuan and the others in gratitude:
Thank you, Senior Sister!"
From then on, he also had a master. He was no longer an outer disciple, nor a mission disciple, but a disciple listed in the Dingkun Sect's sect book. He had his own mountain and cave, a master who could protect him from the wind and rain, and friendly and united senior brothers and sisters.
He must have saved the world in his previous life, otherwise how could so many people protect him?
The author has something to say: Before Wen Qiong was exposed:
Yang Yuanqing: Brother Wen, let’s go take a bath together!
Wen Qiong: No, it’s not very good…
Yang Yuanqing: We are all grown men, what are we afraid of?
After Wen Qiong was exposed:
Wen Qiong: Brother Yang, let’s go take a bath!
Yang Yuanqing: This... isn't too good?
Wen Qiong: What are you afraid of? I’ve seen everything I should have seen.
Yang Yuanqing: TAT
My friend thinks Wen Qiong and Lao Ye are a perfect match. Me: ??? Stop it, Qiong Qiong only has the stars, the sea and Xiao Qun Qun in her eyes.
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