Chapter 207 Extra
Ye Wenqiu and Yang Yuanqing were both big men in the world of cultivation. When they started fighting, the sky and the earth turned dark and the birds and beasts fled. Ye Daxian waved his sword and the two hills of Dingkun Sect were razed to the ground; Yang Zongzhu raised his spear and Wen Qiong's favorite palace flew into the sky.
After a few breaths, the picturesque Dingkun Sect was reduced to ruins. Wen Qiong was heartbroken, and she wanted to rush forward with her bamboo sword in hand, but before she could do anything, Shang Zhengqing stopped her.
Wen Qiong looked at Shang Zhengqing in bewilderment: "What are you doing?! Let go!"
Shang Zhengqing held the abacus and smiled: "Master, don't be anxious, let them fight for a while." Wen Qiong: ???
Shang Zhengqing began to use the abacus, the beads clattering as he did so: "I've wanted to renovate the palaces on these two hills before, but my senior brother wanted more money some time ago. You can ask them to do two renovations, and when they're done, I'll give them the price and send it to Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuang Mountain, and then we'll have the spiritual stones for repairing the palaces..."
Wen Qiong frowned, and said quietly, "Zhengqing, you are such a leader." Shang Zhengqing was not ashamed, he said proudly, "That's right, if Master had been as smart as me, our Dingkun Sect wouldn't have built its first temple three thousand years after its founding... Um... Master, why did you hit me?"
Shang Zhengqing rubbed the back of his head in grievance: "If you keep hitting me, I'll make you stupid..." Wen Qiong snorted: "It's better to make you stupid, so that you don't have to think of all kinds of evil things in your mind."
Shang Zhengqing was about to argue with Wen Qiong. He wanted to tell Wen Qiong that this was not an evil way but a way to make money. However, he shut up when he saw the spiritual light rushing over. The demon god and his men were here, so he had no place to speak here.
Du Heng held a plate of hand-pulled pancakes in his hands. He enthusiastically handed the pancakes to his fellow apprentices: "Morning, morning, morning, Master and brothers, would you like some breakfast?"
Xiaoxiao raised the pottery jar in her hand: "Here is the soy milk made by Du Hengheng. It's best to eat while watching the show."
Wen Qiong was so depressed that she didn't want to talk. Two men had fought for her, demolished her palace and destroyed her mountain. And the people around her were watching the show? Well, if she hadn't been involved, she would have wanted to watch the show now.
Feng Gui put his hands in his pockets and looked at the two men who were fighting fiercely. He said to Xuan Yu, "It's better to set up a barrier to avoid harming innocent people."
Xuan Yu also had the same idea. He saw the green spiritual light flashing in the hands of the Dragon Lord, and a barrier with a diameter of 100 feet quickly rose up with Ye Wenqiu and the others as the center. All the irrelevant people in the barrier were bounced away. As soon as the barrier was built, the powerful spiritual energy collided strongly with the barrier, making a huge roar.
The hand-pulled pancake made by Du Heng was so delicious. Wen Qiong was originally very angry, but when she smelled the fragrance, she picked up a pancake from the plate.
Xiaoxiao instructed from the side: "Qiong Qiong, you should put lettuce and eggs in it and sprinkle some sweet noodle sauce on it. It will taste better when rolled up."
Wen Qiong...her anger miraculously disappeared.
Du Heng rolled a pancake for Wen Qiong and handed it to her: "Don't be angry, Master, let them beat me if they want."
Wen Qiong sighed, "Master, you don't know. If they had injured or crippled me in Dingkun Sect, who knows how the people from Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuang Mountain would have framed me. Last time, I couldn't help but beat Yang Yuanqing, and the cultivators from Zhenhuang Mountain already have complaints."
Jing Nan chuckled: "So our Xiao Qiong is afraid of being framed? I thought you were devoted to the Tao and had no distractions."
Wen Qiong took a bite of the cake fiercely: "Fox God, you are joking. Although I am not a disaster, I can't let others put the blame on me. Hmm... Master, this cake is delicious."
Du Heng asked with a smile: "By the way, Master, can I ask, do you really not like these two people at all?"
Wen Qiong's hands trembled for a moment, and she said honestly, "If they are my friends, I admire them very much. But if they want to be my Taoist partner, the thought of this makes the hairs on my body stand up."
Du Heng gossiped, "Master, can you tell me what kind of Taoist partner you like? It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman."
Wen Qiong said regretfully: "If the skirt could change shape, I would like to love Xiao Qun Qun until the end of time." It's over. Wen Qiong had no idea of a Taoist partner in her mind at all.
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Even if the skirt can change shape, it will have a human shape, right? What kind of personality do you want it to have?" Wen Qiong hummed: "A nice person who is considerate and gentle."
Du Heng said sarcastically: "Isn't this what Senior Brother is like?" Senior Brother is as gentle as jade and does things prudently. He is always the one who settles troubles for Wen Qiong and has never caused any trouble for Wen Qiong.
Wen Qiong nodded subconsciously: "Yeah." Then she reacted: "Don't talk nonsense, I am his master."
Xuan Yu pointed at Du Heng and said, "He was once the adoptive father of the three of us, and now he is my Taoist partner." Feng Gui said, "It is not uncommon for masters and apprentices to be together in the world of cultivation. If you and Qi Yushu are really destined to be together, we will also bless you."
Wen Qiong looked around in a panic. She thought Qi Yushu had heard what she said, but she didn't see him. However, Shang Zhengqing and the others heard what she said. Shang Zhengqing asked with a smile, "Master, are you looking for the eldest brother? I saw the eldest brother went to his cave in a daze, as if he had been stimulated by something. Master, do you want to go and see him?"
Wen Qiong rolled her eyes and said, "Just watch them fight carefully. These two are top-notch people in the cultivation world. If you can comprehend their moves, it will also help your cultivation."
He Jianing chuckled, and she gently poked Liu Yuanyuan on the side: "Senior sister, our master is shy."
The victory was soon decided in the barrier. Ye Wenqiu was indeed a fighter among sword cultivators. After a while, he pressed Yang Zongzhu to the ground. Yang Yuanqing was furious. He struggled with a red face and said, "Even if you beat me, Wen Zongzhu will not like you!"
Ye Wenqiu hesitated for a moment, and a flash of pain appeared on his calm face. When he was young and ignorant, he hurt Wen Qiong with his reckless words. How should he make amends so that Wen Qiong would accept him?
After the fight, Dingkun Sect lost two hilltops, and Ye Wenqiu and Yang Yuanqing were injured to varying degrees. Because Jing Nan was present, the Fox God waved his hand and dragged the two men to their hilltop for treatment. Shang Zhengqing followed behind with a smile on his face, saying that he would send the bill to Shenxu Palace and Zhenhuang Mountain soon.
This battle seemed like a complete victory for Dingkun Sect, but Wen Qiong's Dao heart was shaken. She locked herself in the Dingkun Sect's training ground, and judging from the situation, she would not come out today.
As dusk fell, Du Heng and Xuan Yu walked in circles on the mountain path, while Xiao Xiao and Xiao Yu Mao transformed into their original forms and jumped in front of them. Du Heng looked at the two mountaintops that Ye Wenqiu had cut off in the morning with emotion. With the efforts of the monks, the two mountaintops stood up again. However, the palace on the mountain needed to be rebuilt, and it might take a few days to restore.
Xiaoxiao found a tree full of yellow fruits on the roadside. He and Xiaoyu each picked a few and were now sharing the fruits. The fruits were quite sour, but the two of them were a little sour. The only sounds on the quiet road were the footsteps of Du Heng and Xiaoxiao and the others and the sound of Xiaoxiao and the others spitting.
Du Heng sighed, "Love is the most exhausting thing." Fortunately, he was silly enough to meet Xuan Yuhe who cared for him wholeheartedly. If he was involved in a love triangle like Wen Qiong, he might have been unable to get out of it long ago.
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much. It's not easy to cultivate to their level. Love is just the icing on the cake for them. They will never torture themselves to the point of being exhausted for love between men and women."
Unless their feelings have formed an obsession for them, but at present, except for Qi Yushu who has been admiring Wen Qiong for a long time, Yang Yuanqing and Ye Wenqiu just acted on impulse.
"I am a fool with good fortune." He felt a little sorry for Wen Qiong. "I don't know what my master's mood is like right now."
Wen Qiong was in a bad mood. She smashed the puppet that was training with her in the training ground. Sitting in the ruins of the training ground, Wen Qiong hugged her sword with a heavy heart.
There was a regular knock on the door from outside the barrier. After three knocks, neither loud nor soft, Wen Qiong did not get up. However, the person outside the door continued to knock persistently, as if he would knock until the end of time if Wen Qiong did not open the door.
Wen Qiong covered her face. She knew who it was when she heard the voice. Except for the eldest disciple Qi Yushu, no one had the courage to offend her when she was in a bad mood. Wen Qiong waved her hand and complained, "It's all because I indulged you too much at that time."
After the barrier was opened, the door opened. Qi Yushu came in with clean clothes in his hands. As soon as he entered the door, he gently called out, "Master."
Wen Qiong still held the sword in her arms. She asked in a depressed tone, "What's wrong?" Qi Yushu said, "I went to Suyifang earlier and bought the latest dress for Master. Do you like it?"
Hearing that there was a skirt to wear, Wen Qiong's eyes sparkled. She stood up and looked at the pink skirt in Qi Yushu's hand. The skirt was gorgeous but not vulgar, elegant but not coquettish, and Wen Qiong liked it at first sight. She immediately lifted the skirt up and tried it on her body. The skirt was shining and exuded a familiar incense scent. Wen Qiong gave a thumbs up with satisfaction: "It looks good!"
As expected, the dress was chosen by the most considerate disciple. Every detail touched Wen Qiong's heart. At that moment, Sect Master Wen's worries were half gone. If Qi Yushu hadn't been there, she would have changed the dress right now.
Wen Qiong was delighted: "Thank you Yushu, you are so thoughtful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yushu lifted up his robe and knelt straight down. Wen Qiong was startled: "What's wrong? Get up and talk. Did you spend too much money on the skirt? It's okay, just take the money from the warehouse."
Wen Qiong was careless and never took care of the sect's accounts. Qi Yushu was always in charge of the accounts. The money she used to buy the skirt was taken from the sect's accounts, of course, the money deducted was the monthly interest of the sect leader.
Qi Yushu knelt on the ground respectfully, his eyes slightly red: "Master, I can't buy you skirts anymore."
Wen Qiongnao had a bad idea in his mind: "...Did our sect go bankrupt because of me buying a skirt?"
Qi Yushu shook his head with red eyes: "No, it's the disciple. The disciple doesn't want to stay in Dingkun Sect anymore."
Wen Qiong's spiritual energy surged. She took a deep breath to suppress her own spiritual energy that was surging wildly: "Tell me, which sect is poaching our talents?" She would not be considered Wen if she didn't beat the leader of that sect so badly that even his ancestors wouldn't recognize her.
Qi Yushu shook his head painfully. He looked deeply at Wen Qiong with deep affection, pain and unresolved admiration in his eyes. Qi Yushu said, "My disciple listened to Long Jun and the others' advice today. After returning, I thought about it for a long time. In the end, I found that I really couldn't lie to myself. Master, I admire you."
Wen Qiong gasped, she stretched out her hand and said to Qi Yushu, "Wait a moment, I'll find a place to sit down first." The amount of information was too much, and Wen Qiong was shocked. She wanted to find a place to lean on, so as not to fall down from the shock.
Qi Yushu took a deep breath and said, "I joined Dingkun Sect because I admired Master. I thought that as long as I worked hard, I could become a cultivator on par with Master. However, no matter how hard I tried, Master was like an insurmountable mountain. I could only look at you from afar and not approach you. So I hid all my thoughts and only wanted to serve you. But now, I can't do even that."
Qi Yushu said painfully, "When I think about Master having a Taoist partner in the future, I become jealous and crazy. I can't stand Master being with Grand Elder Ye and the others. When I think about this, I am in so much pain that I can't sleep."
Qi Yushu's eyes were red. "Master, I'm sorry. As your disciple, I know that I should focus on cultivation. You always teach us that there is no shortcut to cultivation and we need to do our best and not slack off. But I was distracted. Didn't you often ask me why I was stuck in the early stage of Nascent Soul and couldn't move? Is there something in my mind that I can't get over? It's Master that I can't get over."
Qi Yushu said dryly, "I know that Master is devoted to Taoism and never thinks too much about matters between men and women. But the more you act like this, the more painful it is for me. The more noble you are, the more despicable I appear. As a disciple, I have all kinds of fantasies about my Master. Whenever I think of this, I wish I could kill myself. However, I still have a humble hope in my heart. I hope I can stand by your side. Even if I can only look at you a little more, I will be willing to do so."
Qi Yushu lowered his head, choking with sobs: "Disciple really can't hold on any longer, Master. Please...give me some relief."
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