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Su Miao placed the little phoenix on his shoulder, raised his chin and looked at her calmly: "You don't need to worry about Fu Chen's matter, just do your own part."
She only said a few words, and the two immortals hurried over, which reminded her of her previous life.
At that time, she was about to ascend to heaven, and a great catastrophe was approaching the three realms. As immortals, they should protect the defenseless mortals, but they would rather follow her and bear the infamy of the world.
Even the outer disciples of Wuwang Sect went down to the mortal world to resist the foreign enemies, and only the four of them remained on the mountain.
The fourth person was Bian Ci, who had broken the curse and rushed over. It was impossible not to be moved.
Bian Ci was wearing a tattered white robe with a white cloud pattern printed on it, representing the Wuwang Sect. Even though it was dirty, she wore it neatly. It was the first time Su Miao saw her junior sister look so cautious.
When the old man died, they tarnished the reputation of Wuwang Sect just as they had done a hundred years ago.
Su Miao doesn't care about these material things. Even if she were to go back to that time, she wouldn't care about those people's curses.
She didn't care, but Wuwang Sect shouldn't bear the bad reputation. The old man sacrificed his life because of those people, and it was those people who scolded Wuwang Sect so harshly.
She wanted to ascend not for these hypocritical people, but for herself.
If disaster strikes again in the future, she will take the place of the old man, that's all.
She is a disciple of Wuwang Sect, but she is also Su Miao.
Similarly, Chen Lin and the other two should also have their own things to do.
Thinking of the mess in her previous life, she added, "You should sort out your own affairs first. I don't want to interfere."
Lin Yu withdrew his hand from the storage bag that was searching for the belt, saying, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. We won't let you worry."
I hope so. Even when a catastrophe struck in the previous life, these people still couldn't completely solve those troubles.
Sighing silently, Su Miao waved his hand casually: "You go to Bailuo Mountain and take a look. Su Rong may not be able to solve it alone."
She had been to Bailuo Mountain and knew the situation of those monsters clearly. Without the monster pill, they couldn't even fully grasp the human form.
It is even more unlikely that anyone would be willing to make a contract with this kind of monster. Without the contract, they will die, it's just a matter of dying sooner or later.
Sensing Su Miao's unusual mood, Fu Chen gently pecked her hand, but was gently shaken off by someone -
He transformed into a human form in the air, and the white spiritual power gently caught him until he landed steadily.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yu opened her mouth, wanting to say something but not daring to. When she heard Fu Chen expressing his dissatisfaction behind her, she hurriedly cast a teleportation talisman.
She can't get involved in this master-disciple relationship anymore!
"Master, I am a human being." Fu Chen said with resentment in his tone. He was very dissatisfied with Su Miao's behavior of asking him to turn into a bird or a human at every turn.
Su Miao did not deny it: "Of course you are a human, but you just died so it's still fresh."
Of course, if you are dead, you are not considered a human being.
Fu Chen choked, turned his head and said in a muffled voice: "Master asked me why I wanted to commit suicide, what about you? What are you doing now?"
Everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knows that Immortal Master Beihan is devoted to cultivation and doesn't like to meddle in trivial matters.
But when he saw the Immortal Venerable, whom everyone feared and revered, erecting a monument for him and running around North City for him, he felt a sense of conflict in his heart.
That force told him that he must hate her, and then told him that he shouldn't hate her.
Unable to tell the truth, Su Miao said, "You are still my disciple after all. Helping you achieve nirvana and be reborn can also be considered as fulfilling the relationship between master and disciple."
She casually supported her chin, revealing a piece of white forearm that was often wrapped in long sleeves. There was no sign that it was the hand of a sword cultivator, nor could it be seen that it was something that the most pure and unselfish immortal could do.
Fu Chen was silent for a moment, then lowered his head: "I haven't seen you like this in many years."
Even though Su Miao practiced the ruthless way in the past, his temperament was still the same as those hooligans of the Wuwang Sect.
The disciples of Wuwang Sect cultivate the way of compassion, but every disciple first walks the path of ruthlessness. In the words of the sect leader Bian Wu, "Only when you become ruthless can you know the value of compassion."
Su Miao remained noncommittal. She probably didn't know as much about the past as Fu Chen did. Even with the memories of two lifetimes, she couldn't recall her past.
Now that she had seen through some things and her realm had risen, her understanding of the ruthless way had changed somewhat. The parts of her that had been restrained in the past would unconsciously reveal themselves.
"How much do you know about the Su family?"
"Wan Shou Fang raises monster beasts." Fu Chen approached her, knelt at her feet, and obediently put his head on her knees: "The Su family is not innocent, and no one in this North City is innocent."
He just looked up quietly, feeling admiration coming over him.
The heat was so intense that Su Miao didn't even want to look down at him. Her face was cold: "Since you know everything, why don't you report it to the sect?"
Without waiting for Fu Chen to answer, she pulled the man out roughly.
Beicheng is a city after all, and since it is a city, it naturally has a city lord.
At this moment, Su Miao took him straight to the City Lord's Mansion. She also knew that the City Lord was in cahoots with the Su family, so she flew her sword straight into the City Lord's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, before she got down from the sword, she met an acquaintance, her nominal father Su Daozhi.
Raising his hand to set up a barrier, Su Miao lowered his eyes and listened to the movement below. As for Fu Chen, he was originally a ghost, and even with Su Miao's spiritual power, he could not maintain his physical form for a long time. At this moment, he just floated quietly by the side.
In addition to Su Daozhi, there was another man who was at the Nascent Soul stage. He was dressed in a dignified and elegant white robe, looking like a master who was not tainted by the mundane world.
But what he said was not like that. His voice was rough: "Oh? Master Su wants to marry into my family. Our two families did have a good marriage in the past."
village?
Su Miao frowned slightly. She thought of an old friend and glanced at the ghost: "Is Zhuang Yu the Zhuang family of Beicheng?"
The young man who had inappropriate words and deeds in the Wuwang Sect, the rising star that everyone talked about many times.
"...Yes, Master, do you regret it?" Fu Chen answered with gritted teeth.
At the beginning, Zhuang Yu wanted to become Su Miao's disciple, but after being rejected by her, he turned around and went to the Hehuan Sect, which was at odds with the Wuwang Sect. You can tell from the name that it is not a decent sect.
It just so happens that the Hehuan Sect is not only a righteous sect, but also the second-ranked sect in the world of immortal cultivation. It practices the same compassionate path as the Wuwang Sect.
Seeing the little phoenix's ruffled appearance, Su Miao reached out and touched it, but passed his hand through the black hair: "...The man below should be Zhuang Yu's father, Zhuang Shi, the Lord of North City."
Facing the temptation from City Lord Zhuang, Su Daozhi did not hide his feelings and said directly: "Su came here for this matter. A good marriage cannot be abandoned..."
Zhuang Shi took a sip from the teacup beside him, saying meaningfully, "That person is not someone we can arrange."
In the final analysis he agreed, but was afraid of bringing disaster upon himself.
Unfortunately, he didn't need to worry so much, because the person involved had already heard it.
Looking at his master's increasingly cold eyes, Fu Chen ignored his own sullenness and took the initiative to show goodwill: "Master, I know I was wrong."
He turned his head to the side, worried about the previous mistake, and took the initiative to solidify his body and stand beside her.
The conversation continued. Su Daozhi snorted coldly but continued with a flattering smile, "Don't worry, City Lord. Your Excellency is also a handsome man with a strong cultivation base. She will naturally not refuse."
Zhuang Shi didn't agree immediately, stroking the teacup in his hand awkwardly: "That being said, that person is of noble status, and the Zhuang family can't afford to marry him."
Su Miao stroked the little phoenix's head and laughed, "Fu Chen, does your master think you're such a picky person?"
If she remembered correctly, even though Zhuang Yu was the first disciple of the leader of the Hehuan Sect, he was still only a Nascent Soul and had just entered the Nascent Soul stage.
Su Daozhi is good at talking, but the Su family itself is in trouble, so he goes to look for the upper and lower parties first.
Su Miao only brought Fu Chen with her, and originally wanted to take the matter of Beicheng lightly, but now she is unwilling to do so.
Fu Chen didn't understand what she said. He thought he was being disliked, so he frowned and subconsciously took a step back.
The blade of the Beihan Sword was only five feet long, and even when Su Miao was flying the sword, the length did not change. As a result, Fu Chen almost fell off the sword when he retreated.
Su Miao reached out and grabbed him, asking helplessly, "Why are you hiding?"
As he spoke, the Beihan Sword, which had never changed in size, grew longer and wider. Su Miao grabbed him and sat down. "Even if you have a grudge against me, why do you have to hurt yourself?"
She set up a barrier. If Fu Chen touched the barrier, he would inevitably be seriously injured in his current ghost state. I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to do anything.
The body that had finally solidified became transparent again. Su Miao raised his hand and transferred his spiritual power to him.
With his eyebrows lowered and his thick, curly feathers covering his emotions, Fu Chen said in a daze, "Since Master despises me so much, why did he keep me here?"
Although he said he was leaving, he sat obediently on the side.
Su Miao felt a surge of tenderness in her heart. She raised her hand with amusement, ruffling her already messy black hair. "When did I ever dislike you? Zhuang Yu and I were once engaged. If I really dislike you, it should be him, right?"
After her mother gave birth to her, she struggled for a few days but finally died of illness.
Leaving behind a baby in swaddling clothes and a group of Su family members who were eyeing him covetously.
Fortunately, although her mother did not judge people well, she did not completely lose her mind for a man. She was the only one who could make the decision in the Su family.
Because of this relationship, the Su family did not dare to treat her harshly.
As for the marriage contract, it was also arranged by her mother. Her mother and Zhuang Shi’s original wife were good friends and they had a good relationship. This was why she came up with a way to let the Su family get rid of her - as long as she got married, the Su family would no longer belong to her.
Unfortunately, more than two hundred years ago, there was a great battle in North City, and she followed Bian Wu to Wuwang Sect.
Even if the Su family wanted to marry her off and get rid of her, they couldn't.
Fu Chen paused, and he remembered what his uncles had said to him. He couldn't help but feel regretful for a moment, but he didn't want to say it out loud.
Su Miao glanced at him lightly and said, "Now that the Su family wants to sell your master, you're sulking here. It's really unfortunate for your sect."
"Master, unfortunately this is not how our sect is used." Fu Chen looked up and reminded him, only to meet a pair of cold and smiling eyes, and his face turned red instantly.
Su Miao would not be angry about this. Instead, she watched Su Daozhi's suicidal behavior with great interest.
Hearing Su Daozhi say this, Zhuang Shi also laughed, unable to hide the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes: "Since Master Su said so, it is difficult for Zhuang to refuse, but this matter still depends on Yu'er's opinion."
It was obvious that he was still afraid of offending Immortal Beihan, so he just agreed vaguely.
Su Daozhi's eyes flashed with mockery, and he nodded and humbly said, "Don't worry, this matter still depends on the opinions of their descendants."
Zhuang Shi was obviously satisfied. He stood up and said in a rare friendly tone, "Today is the banquet in the mansion. Master Su is in favor."
Seeing the two of them were about to leave, Su Miao naturally followed them with his sword. When they arrived at a villa, he was surprised to see the Nascent Soul barrier.
She thought it was just an ordinary banquet, and it seemed like she had made the right decision to come today.
Su Miao was able to easily break the barrier of Bian Wu, who was in the Mahayana stage, let alone a mere Nascent Soul stage.
In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Su Miao did not dismantle the barrier directly.
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