Chapter 144
The fertile soil in the valley is divided by railings covered with morning glories. Behind the railings, various herbs are full of vitality and emit a faint spiritual energy.
There are pavilions and towers on the mountain, jade-like buildings in the valley, and a clear lake outside the valley covered with lotus leaves stretching all the way to the sky, shading the wooden curved corridors on the lake.
When the wind blows, the trees on the mountain, the flowers in the valley, the gauze on the lakeside corridor and the green leaves and pink flowers sway together.
Meng Xiangfei leaned on the swing and swayed slowly, thinking to herself: Exquisite.
The northern borderlands are covered in endless yellow sand, with harsh winds and rugged mountains. The Gobi Desert stretches endlessly, making it difficult to grow these delicate flowers. She smiled to herself, her bare white paws resting on the belly of the large yellow dog at her feet, gently stomping on it several times.
The dog lay on its back, its tail wagging.
Meng Xiangfei sighed.
So boring.
So boring.
She raised the book in her hand, turned a page boredly, and read: "The thatched eaves are low and small, and the grass is green on the stream--" Meng Xiangfei glanced at the roof of the Qianxiu Valley where the spirit beast was sitting, then looked at the beautiful water flowing in the valley, and finally fell on the woman holding an umbrella in the pharmacy yard.
She burst into laughter, pushed off the ground with her toes, and whispered in the swaying swing: "The Wu accent is so charming when I'm drunk, who is this beautiful woman with black hair?"
Her beautiful eyes moved towards the lake, where a woman in red clothes and a wreath on her head was holding a hammer and hammering around.
A big dragon was digging the ground in the east of the lake.
The woman in green clothes was drawing on the ground with a gun in hand.
The middle-aged woman is weaving a cage.
I like the little rascal Xiao Song the most, sitting by the stream and peeling lotus seeds.
Meng Xiangfei looked at the pine boy wearing lotus leaves, his legs immersed in the lake water, and the peeled lotus pods beside him almost submerged him. When the wind blew, the lotus leaves on his head were about to fly away with the wind, but were "swooshed" by the roots that emerged from the ground and grabbed back and covered his head tightly.
Meng Xiangfei scratched her lips with her fingers and chuckled.
"Fellow Daoist Meng." A soft voice came from the side. Yu Xuefei walked over with an umbrella. The hem of her lavender skirt swept across the short grass on both sides of the bluestone path and stopped in front of Meng Xiangfei.
The big yellow dog in the grass got up with a "woof", wagging its tail excitedly and circling around Yu Xuefei's feet. Yu Xuefei leaned over and touched the big yellow dog's head.
"Sister Yu." Concubine Meng Xiang curved her eyes and said softly, "I am so bored. I really want someone as exquisite as Sister Yu to keep me company."
Yu Xuefei was used to her smooth talk and remained calm. Without even looking at her, she rubbed the yellow dog and said softly, "If Fellow Daoist Meng finds it boring, why not go to the valley and help pick and dry herbs."
“If you want, there’s always something to do.”
"Alas." Meng Xiangfei sighed and said leisurely, "These serious things are always endless. Someone as unserious as me cannot do these things."
She stretched, tossed the book aside, and looked at Yu Xuefei. Her eyes lit up as she said in a sweet voice, "Sister Yu, I heard that you are not only gifted in cultivation, but also a master of calligraphy and painting. You often write articles. Although I am not well-educated, I have read a few books and I really want to see your masterpiece."
Yu Xuefei clenched the umbrella handle with her fair fingertips, wondering from whom this person heard this. No wonder he had been struggling to find books to read these past two days, and looked at her with disdain when the pharmacy books were given to her. So this was his plan.
She said calmly:
"Fellow Daoist Meng thinks too highly of me. These are just random notes I wrote when I was free, or perhaps pharmaceutical records I compiled for the disciples in the valley. As a soul cultivator, Fellow Daoist Meng should not be interested in the cultivation notes of medical practitioners."
Concubine Meng Xiang sighed resentfully and whispered, "How cruel."
"That day, you were not so indifferent to me."
Yu Xuefei paused.
Half a year ago, when the demon had not yet been eliminated in Shenzhou, the two met in Jinyu Tower. Before the demon could take her to the secret realm of Chongshan, Meng Xiangfei took her to a secret corner. Yu Xuefei watched with her own eyes as Meng Xiangfei's soul left her body, and she split her own soul into two and gave it to her along with the purple glass-like lamp.
At the critical moment, she used her soul as fuel to light a lamp, forcing out the soul fragments of the devil that were parasitic in the bodies of other monks.
After that incident, Yu Xuefei changed her opinion of her a lot, but Meng Xiangfei's identity as a soul cultivator could not be concealed after all. With Zhan Ye, the devil who transformed himself into a soul cultivator by using formations and had set up formations for nearly a thousand years that almost destroyed the world, many cultivators couldn't help but feel uneasy even with the protective heart lamp.
Concubine Meng Xiang was too lazy to pay attention to the rumors from the outside world, so she simply hid in Qianxiu Valley, a paradise, under the pretext of nourishing her soul.
"Let's go for a walk." Yu Xuefei said to Meng Xiangfei.
Meng Xiangfei shrugged her shoulders, jumped off the swing, and followed Yu Xuefei. Yu Xuefei walked on the winding bluestone road with an umbrella. When the wind blew, the fallen flowers on the trees fell like rain on the green grass.
The big yellow dog with shiny fur followed them happily.
Outside the forest, disciples of Qianxiu Valley who had returned from collecting herbs were carrying baskets on their backs, laughing and playing. The scene inside and outside the mountains was peaceful and harmonious.
Meng Xiangfei casually picked up a petal that flew down and crushed it easily. She stared at the red juice on her fingertips and curled her lips.
Fei said, "After the battle at Lanyang Palace, everyone in the immortal cultivation world liked to imitate the two venerables. Some wore green robes, tied their hair in ponytails, and carried long swords, while others wore vermilion palace robes and wrapped long whips around their waists. I saw that Immortal Venerable Linghuang likes to put a flower mark on his forehead. Why don't you let me put a red mark on your forehead? This will both keep up with the trend and save the flower juice from my fingertips."
Yu Xuefei said uninterestedly, "Your face is empty, there's plenty of room for makeup. Stop making fun of me."
What a little prude.
Meng Xiangfei looked at Yu Xuefei's back as she held an umbrella, then looked at the red pulp on her fingertips. She sniffed it curiously and licked it with the tip of her tongue. The bitter and astringent feeling instantly went along her tongue into her entire mouth, making her feel as if her entire face was swollen like a pig's head.
Isn't this thing poisonous?
Meng Xiangfei shrank her shoulders, frightened by the bitter smell of hemp. She looked at the purple flowers all over the mountains in the long forest, covered her mouth with her hands, and was about to cry.
Yu Xuefei was halfway there when she realized there were no more footsteps behind her. She turned around and saw Meng Xiangfei's expression. She said helplessly, "Friend Meng, what's wrong with you?"
The way she asked this made her seem like a troublemaker.
Meng Xiangfei muttered to herself as she slowly walked forward. Her bare feet stepped on the flower-strewn flagstones, her smooth calves faintly visible through the veil, and the purple jade bells on her delicate ankles tinkled with her steps as she approached Yu Xuefei.
"Sister Yu." Meng Xiangfei's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was a little lisp. Her voice sounded softer than usual. She said sadly, "I have been poisoned. I will not live long. It's a pity that I, as beautiful as a flower, will soon perish..."
A gust of wind blew, and the flowers fell on Yu Xuefei's paper umbrella, and the green bamboo forest was suddenly filled with light purple raindrops.
Under the paper umbrella, Yu Xuefei said calmly: "When
"You, with only half of your primordial soul remaining, survived being sent back by Shuilongyin and Qilin, yet now you've been poisoned by a deadly poison. As the Young Master of Qianxiu Valley, I'm not a skilled practitioner and have never seen such a powerful poison. I can only bid you farewell."
"At this time next year, I'll give you a cup of wine to your grave. Please go on your journey with peace of mind."
"..." Concubine Meng Xiang lowered her eyes, moved, and said, "I didn't expect Sister Yu to cherish me so much and not forget me after I left. I have no way to repay this care, but I ask Sister Yu to keep this deep love in your heart. As a soul cultivator, even if my body disappears, my soul will still exist. I wish to let my soul wander around and follow you every day, grinding paper for you and adding fragrance to your sleeves."
"I'm so unwavering, I just want to see the book Sister Yu has made. Sister Yu is kind and beautiful, so I'm sure she'll be willing to fulfill my last wish, right?"
Yu Xuefei narrowed her eyes and smiled gently, "I understand. The line on the Naihe Bridge is long. Rather than leaving your soul in the world, it's better to go to the underworld early and be a good person in the next life."
"Am I not a good person now?"
Yu Xuefei remained silent.
Meng Xiangfei spread her fingers, her slender jade-like fingers resting on either side of her cheeks. A pair of fox-like black eyes were revealed as she looked at Yu Xuefei with a smile and said softly, "If I were to be reincarnated again, wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't have the beauty I have in this life? Actually, I really like this body of mine."
Yu Xuefei remained calm and said, "Friend Meng, your lips are swollen."
Meng Xiangfei was stunned and quickly took out a small mirror from her storage bag. She saw that her left lip was indeed a little swollen. A closer look revealed that the difference was quite obvious compared to the right side.
Alas!
Meng Xiangfei stuck out her tongue and found that it was also red and swollen. No wonder it was still a little numb.
“
Even rhubarb wouldn't just eat the weeds on the roadside." Yu Xuefei said calmly.
When the big yellow dog heard his name, he stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail.
Meng Xiangfei lowered her eyes, and a light flashed in them. The big yellow dog immediately became obedient and stopped wagging its tail. It ran along the road into the valley.
She performed soul cultivation techniques in front of Yu Xuefei, who simply smiled and said gently, "Fellow Daoist Meng, the tree planted by the roadside is called Wanxiang. It was planted by the Universal Medical Saint himself and has been cultivated ever since. If you take too much of it, you'll have hallucinations, as if you see the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth. Upon waking up, your entire body will be swollen, numb, and itchy. We usually pick its flowers to make numbing pills that cause unconsciousness."
"What a beautiful yet poisonous flower tree." Concubine Meng Xiang nodded coquettishly and said with a smile, "It looks exactly like me, haha."
Yu Xuefei paused, then held up a long, dark purple needle and showed it to Meng Xiangfei. Meng Xiangfei stopped smiling and said in surprise, "Before you send me off, let me read my sister's book first."
Yu Xuefei thought Meng Xiangfei was truly persistent, and without hesitation, she thrust the long needle into the acupuncture point near her lips. Meng Xiangfei gasped softly, and just as she opened her mouth, a cold light flashed before her eyes, and something cold and slender rested on her lower lip.
It's a needle.
A needle on the tip of her tongue.
Now, she couldn't utter a single word.
Meng Xiangfei bit her tongue and looked at Yu Xuefei who continued to walk forward with her umbrella held up. Her eyebrows were raised and she was a little amused by anger.
It turns out that this is the gentle, kind and humble young master of Qianxiu Valley. He just pierced people's tongues with a long needle without any hesitation, and I don't know whether he had washed it clean.
Meng Xiangfei deliberately moved the tip of her tongue to feel the
When the hemp on her tongue faded, she pulled out the needle and put it into the storage ring. She flew to Yu Xuefei like a gust of wind. Yu Xuefei looked back at her and asked in surprise, "Where's the needle?"
Concubine Meng Xiang put her finger on her cheek and smiled, "I ate it."
She stuck out her tongue for Yu Xuefei to see and licked her lips.
Yu Xuefei looked at her speechlessly.
"Do you want it? Bring me the book in exchange." Meng Xiangfei opened her palm.
Most cultivators are persistent. Only by persistence can they strengthen their original intentions.
Yu Xuefei really wanted to poke a hole in Meng Xiangfei's heart, so she simply put away her umbrella, ignored her, and walked down the stairs to the bustling construction site.
Qiu Shuangshuang, who had just finished drawing the formation diagram, put away the "Thousand Show Valley Plate for Drawing Formations with Hands" given by her master, wiped off the non-existent sweat of labor, looked up and saw a beautiful woman smiling gently at her. Her heart suddenly blossomed, and she hurried over and said happily, "Sister Yu!"
Just after calling the person, a cool figure came over from behind Yu Xuefei, with a smile on the corner of her mouth that looked a bit malicious.
Qiu Shuangshuang's face suddenly fell, "Oh, Senior Sister Meng."
Senior Sister Meng didn't care about Qiu Shuangshuang's change of expression. She curled her lips, looked at the messy ground, and asked, "Sister Shuangshuang, I saw you busy here so early. I wonder what you are doing?"
Qiu Shuangshuang was surprised and asked, "You don't know? Haven't you heard anything about the hottest virtual exploration world, the Shuanglong Secret Realm?"
"I'm still using your burning heart lamp!"
Meng Xiangfei thought to herself, what a virtual exploration world, what a strange word, and said softly, "I did hear Sword Master say that she would use the Burning Heart Lamp as the center of the formation, and also said what she was going to do, but I don't know why it is related to
Is it related to Qianxiu Valley?"
Yu Xuefei explained, "It's because the world constructed by Sword Master is so magical that even people thousands of miles apart can compete in that world. If they are injured or die, they won't actually die in the real world. Even more magical is that refining elixirs in that world is no different from real life, but it has many more possibilities than in reality. After Master discovered this, he discussed with Alliance Leader Si and decided to incorporate Qianxiu Valley into the virtual world, allowing disciples to grow herbs, refine elixirs, and practice medicine and prescribe medicine in that world. It's very convenient."
"Many disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, seeking to cultivate their minds, spend their days and nights challenging spirit beasts and other cultivators in the Twin Dragon Secret Realm," Ling Shi said. "Ever since the server launch, Water Dragon Song has taken root in that world, as if it were its true home."
"Yes, and many people don't even realize their own worth. Just because they can compete with Shui Longyin and Qilin, they rush over to challenge the artifacts and mythical beasts. They get beaten to death before they even get close, and they still enjoy it."
Lingshi ran over and spread a blanket on the ground. Song Tongzi also came over. The three of them very naturally took out snacks, fruits, and sweet soup from their storage rings and started having afternoon tea.
"It's not easy to be a divine beast or a divine weapon!" Ling Shi sighed.
Qiu Shuangshuang nodded in agreement.
Before the master and mistress went out to play, they handed the formation map to them. Siyi was responsible for negotiating business. They ran around Shenzhou to open maps for various sects. Although they earned a lot of spirit stones, they were very busy and had no time to play in the game. They also wanted to go in and play!
"It sounds very interesting." Meng Xiangfei had no idea what was going on and praised with a smile, but she saw the three people sitting on the ground all looked up at her.
"Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Meng is a soul cultivator." Song Tongzi said with a calm demeanor, "He is also the only soul cultivator left in the world."
"If you go to Shuanglong Anglan, you will definitely be very popular."
Meng Xiangfei raised the corner of her mouth and was about to say something humble like "She is already very popular", but she saw Qiu Shuangshuang jump up, take out a heart-protecting lamp from the storage ring with shining eyes and put it in her arms.
"Sister Meng! You must come. You are the only remaining soul cultivator! The cultivators from other sects must want to fight you!"
Qiu Shuangshuang said enthusiastically, "And I heard from Master that she is still waiting for you to complete the soul cultivation related secret manuals so that the inheritance can be passed down from generation to generation."
"Yes..." Meng Xiangfei said with a forced smile, "I did hear Sword Master say that she placed a library in the illusory world of the Twin Dragons Secret Realm, which contains 180,000 books."
"Yes, yes!" Qiu Shuangshuang thought of the majestic and huge immortal palace and felt sympathetic. She no longer felt disgusted when looking at Meng Xiangfei. She immediately said, "As the owner of the Burning Heart Lamp, you don't have to accumulate enough points like other disciples to enter the library. You can go there at any time, memorize the books related to soul cultivation, and then return to the real world to copy them! Sister Meng, the future of the immortal world depends on you!"
Meng Xiangfei: "..."
It’s okay if this world of cultivating immortals has no future.
She suddenly felt the lamp in her arms was a little hot.
Yu Xuefei smiled gently, saying, "That's wonderful! Is there anyone else in the world who knows as much about soul cultivation as Fellow Daoist Meng? And hasn't Fellow Daoist Meng been eager to study lately? Sincerity is the key to success. Fellow Daoist Meng's wish has been granted. Now we have something to do."
Fellow Daoist Meng picked up the Heart Protection Lamp, looked at the light burning inside, and looked at Yu Xuefei leisurely, saying softly: "I only want to be your fragrance, not your writing, but if Sister Yu is willing,
Accompany me to study books, with a beauty like my sister by my side, I can do anything."
"Gudong." Lingshi quickly swallowed the tea and elbowed Song Tongzi next to her.
Listen, listen, something's wrong!
Song Tongzi was elbowed by her and the orange he had just peeled was sent flying. He stared at the orange on the ground with an expressionless face, his eyes red.
Qiu Shuangshuang sat down slowly and pretended that she didn't exist.
Yu Xuefei thought Meng Xiangfei was just good at dragging people down with her, so she said slowly, "Fellow Daoist Meng thinks too highly of me. With my current points, I'm far from being able to go to the Library. After all, the Burning Heart Lamp Master is a noble figure, so this matter is left to you, the Lamp Master."
"Yes!" Qiu Shuangshuang clapped her hands and said, "Master Deng, if you have finished copying the books on soul cultivation, you can also copy other books. My master and mistress will definitely be happy to see you contribute to the world of immortal cultivation!"
"You are the beacon of the world of immortal cultivation!"
Oh.
Meng Xiangfei raised her hand, looked at her delicate and tender palm, and said quietly: "Let someone else take charge of this lamp."
Qiu Shuangshuang now feels that she can be friends with Meng Xiangfei. She is the disciple who was asked by her master to read 180,000 books in her lifetime. It is not easy to be the disciple of the Sword Master!
Yu Xuefei chuckled and asked Meng Xiangfei, "I've always been curious about the origin of the Burning Heart Lamp."
"Master said that the Burning Heart Lamp is a divine artifact." Qiu Shuangshuang stuffed the orange into her mouth and said with puffed cheeks, "But you were born with a divine artifact in your arms, and no one in the world has heard of it. It's amazing."
Concubine Meng Xiang smiled and said, "There are very few records about the Burning Heart Lamp in the world. When I was born, my mother was afraid that there would be rumors that would harm me, so she kept the news secret. But I didn't expect..."
You can resist public criticism, but you can't be accused of ulterior motives.
Meng Xiangfei's eyes dimmed, and she quickly smiled before anyone noticed. Yu Xuefei glanced at her and looked away.
"Perhaps a long time ago, I was a deity in heaven. I was unruly and did something wrong, so I was punished to be sent down to the mortal world. I reincarnate again and again. When I have suffered enough punishment, it is time to return to heaven to be a deity." Meng Xiangfei said nonsense, "The Burning Heart Lamp is my magic weapon. It is a magic weapon used by gods."
Yu Xuefei said calmly, "This kind of plot is no longer popular in today's storytelling."
"Um?"
"Sister Yu, you know a lot about this. Could it be that besides writing your own, you also often read other people's storybooks?" Meng Xiangfei asked with a smile.
"That's right!" Qiu Shuangshuang clapped her hands, looking at Yu Xuefei with sparkling eyes, and said excitedly, "Sister Yu, the number of people who have purchased the storybook you wrote at Shuanglong Anglan has exceeded 10,000! Don't forget to collect your points when you have time."
Yu Xuefei: “…”
She faced the scorching gazes of the people around her and said calmly, "Okay, I'll go get busy first. When you finish setting up the formation, come find me in the valley and I'll make you some medicinal food."
Ling Shiqiu and Shuangshuang Song Tongzi's eyes lit up at the same time, and they said in unison: "Okay!"
Medicinal food~
"Actually, running around has its benefits." Ling Shi said contentedly, holding her teacup. "The fellow Taoists from all the sects are very welcoming!"
Qiu Shuangshuang and Song Tongzi picked up their teacups, their faces full of anticipation.
Meng Xiangfei looked at the contracted spirit beast in the fusion stage under Ling Huangxianzun, the teacher of Wen Dao Academy who was practicing at the same level as him, and the disciple directly taught by Ling Shanjianzun, and asked in silence: "What is Ang Lan?"
orchid? "
She looked at Lingshan Sword Master's direct disciple.
The disciple who was drinking tea from her cup made a "pop" sound. She said guiltily, "Anglan is Anglan."
I understand.
Meng Xiangfei curved her eyes and said softly, "It's fun. I'll go first."
When they were about to leave, Qiu Shuangshuang was able to move forward again, holding her head high and waving her arms, "You must come!"
Meng Xiangfei walked back along the mountain path, stroking the heart-protecting lamp in her hand, her eyes full of curiosity.
Ssangyong Anglan.
Virtual world.
Yu Xuefei's storybook.
Ten thousand people?
"Heh." Meng Xiangfei narrowed her eyes and shook the lamp in her hand. The light purple light jumped up and down in the rain of flowers, drawing beautiful arcs.
"interesting."
She walked over to the swing, picked up a collection of poems that someone had left on the swing, opened it at random, and read: "Mountains and rivers are so steep that you may think there is no way out, but when you turn around, you will find another village with willows and flowers."
There seemed to be the sound of flames lighting up in the darkness. Meng Xiangfei opened her eyes in the darkness and watched the galaxy slowly moving in the sky. The stars were revolving around her. When she raised her hand to touch them, she didn't touch them at all.
[Welcome to Shuanglong Secret Realm. The world map is expanding. Please set your login name.]
Meng Xiangfei looked at the words that suddenly appeared in surprise, and said her name curiously. After confirming, she heard a ding-dong sound in her ears.
[Permissions checking, open maps being added...addition completed]
[Authorization being issued... Authorization completed.]
[Strength test completed, welcome to the world of Double Dragon]
A purple light suddenly appeared, floating in the
Meng Xiangfei stood by, raising her hands in surprise, holding up the Heart-burning Lamp. Suddenly, the galaxy that had been floating around her fell with her, and clouds spread out behind her. Meng Xiangfei saw a giant black tortoise soaring in the sky, and the mountains and rivers in it looked very familiar.
She didn't have time to be surprised. She brushed past the swimming claws of the black turtle, and then looked down. The city hung with colorful lights was brightly lit. From time to time, colorful streams of light flew in from the sky, and also flew in from the city gate.
In the distance, the mountains and rivers are undulating. There is a Qilin as tall as a mountain, roaring, with lightning flashing around it, and chasing and playing with a long water-blue dragon in the air.
Meng Xiangfei was startled, and in the blink of an eye, she had arrived in front of the city gate.
People were coming and going around, and strange bubbles appeared on the heads of many people.
"Help! We're fighting a Jindan-stage Fire Rock Dragon at Red Dragon Mountain. Are there any fellow Taoists willing to team up? Sword cultivators or weapon cultivators are all welcome. Please help! I've been killed by the Fire Rock Dragon nine times!"
"I'm looking for the formula for the Tai Huang Dan with a large sum of money. I'm a weak little medical practitioner and I want to learn the formula!"
"Let's team up to kill the Thunder Beast! Kill the Thunder Beast today, and eliminate the Thunder Tribulation tomorrow! You are the unparalleled power!"
Meng Xiangfei slowly opened her mouth, raised her hand without feeling it, and touched a passing spirit beast. This spirit beast wore a scarlet cloak embroidered with a phoenix on its back. It was the spirit beast that delivered the goods to Lanyang Palace.
The warm and smooth feel of the fur made Meng Xiangfei feel uncertain and doubtful. Under the vigilant gaze of the people transporting the goods, she smiled slightly, took a step back, and looked at the shining arrow in front of her.
The arrow points all the way to the city.
Are you going this way?
Meng Xiangfei put her hands behind her back, thought for a moment, curled the corners of her mouth, and jumped up.
As her figure flew to the city wall, two streams of light flew in from the city gate, and disciples in scarlet clothes
He shouted, "No flying allowed in Furong City!"
The monks entering and leaving the city below exclaimed: Newcomer!
"So that's how it is," Meng Xiangfei said, glancing at the bustling city. A glint flickered in her eyes as she smiled at the two disciples. Strange symbols immediately appeared above the heads of the two disciples guarding the city, then vanished immediately.
"Well, you attempted to attack the guards of Hibiscus City, your crime is unforgivable!"
Meng Xiangfei's heart skipped a beat. Before she could say anything, her eyes blurred. The iron bars in front of her trapped her tightly, and the words "You have entered the cell" appeared in front of her.
“…”
That’s really…interesting.
Meng Xiangfei was quite excited as she entered the cell before entering the city. She looked around the cell with her hands behind her back and found that besides her, there were two other people in the cell, holding a handful of long strips of paper that she had never seen before and playing with them happily.
The treatment in this cell is pretty good.
Meng Xiangfei was quick-witted. She glanced at the guards patrolling outside the cell, then at the two people holding the long strip of paper, and curled her lips.
"My two fellow Taoists..." She walked over and said softly. The moment they looked up, a light flashed in her eyes. "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
The two people who were playing cards kept their eyes fixed on each other and screamed, shouting "It hurts so much."
The patrolling guard came over in surprise, and the moment he opened the door, a flash of purple light passed by - and he collided head-on with another guard.
The guard shouted: "Stop!"
The next second, Meng Xiangfei returned to the prison.
"It can't be seen." Meng Xiangfei nodded her lips and curled the corners of her mouth.
In Furong City.
Yu Xuefei walked out of Jufangzhai wearing a hood, and the monk who ran Jufangzhai warmly sent her off.
When we got to the door, he said in a gentle voice, "Next time if you have new books, just let me know and I'll send someone to pick them up. Why bother you making this trip?"
"It's just on the way." Yu Xuefei said gently.
"Hahaha, thank you for your hard work, fairy. By the way, this is a collected edition of all the books you have written. I plan to release it simultaneously in both worlds in two days. This set is a gift to you, fairy." The shop owner handed her a beautifully bound collection.
Just as Yu Xuefei was about to reach out to take it, a breeze passed by and blew up the veil on her hood. Before she turned around, she heard the shop owner exclaim.
"My book!"
Following the shopkeeper's call, bells rang in the city, and everyone inside and outside the city saw the same red warning.
[Warning: A mass jailbreak has occurred in Furong City Prison. The prisoners are being apprehended. Please actively report this to the monks of Furong City! We will hunt down the criminals!]
The veil fell, covering Yu Xuefei's soft eyebrows and eyes. She looked at the bustling street and tilted her head.
In the alley, Concubine Meng Xiang tapped the burning purple lamp with her finger and smiled with satisfaction. She raised the thick volume in her hand and slowly read: "'The Sword Seeks the Phoenix', written by the Free Traveler among the Flowers."
Isn’t this more interesting than copying secret books?
A smile flowed in Meng Xiangfei's eyes. She jumped onto a tall building of an unknown house, lay down unceremoniously in the moonlight, took out a book from the collection, and read it in the light of the burning heart lamp.
Under the tall building, people from Furong City were coming and going, and the excited monks were holding their magic weapons and running around to participate in the emergency.
Furong City was bustling all night long.
This day.
Yu Xuefei pushed open the door and opened her eyes wide in surprise.
A beautiful little flower basket was placed in front of her door, filled with all kinds of flowers. Two thin needles, one long and one short, as thin as cow hair, were trembling and piercing the pistil of the purple flower in the center.
There is a ribbon tied on the flower basket.
"Sister Yu, your writing is brilliant and admirable."
"Next time we play together, I'll take you on a fun-filled trip."
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