Mo Chuan looked at Yu Jinshu tenderly again: "She is not my grand-disciple, but my junior sister Zixia whom I have been looking for for over eight thousand years."
The main peak sect lobby.
The elders exclaimed.
"Yu Jinshu is actually the junior sister Zixia that Master has been searching for for over eight thousand years."
"No wonder Master named his mountain Zixia Peak. It turns out he was looking for his junior sister Zixia from his previous life."
"I suddenly remembered an incident in an ancient miscellany. It said there were a pair of brothers and sisters. The brother was called Qingxuan, and the sister was called Zixia. They grew up together and became immortals. Later, during a great war between gods and demons, Qingxuan's life was hanging by a thread. It was Zixia who saved him, but she perished in the mortal world. At the end, it was also written that Qingxuan, in order to find his sister Zixia, ascended the Immortal Reincarnation Platform and descended to the mortal world to reincarnate for a hundred lifetimes in search of Zixia."
"Could it be that the master is Qingxuan?"
In the valley, Mo Chuan was recounting his memories from more than 8,000 years ago, talking about the great battle between gods and demons, and how he had gone up to the Immortal Reincarnation Platform and reincarnated for hundreds of times, just to find his Junior Sister Zixia.
He even said that the Fengyingluo on Yu Jinshu's forehead and palm were the two flowers he gave to Zixia, which were imprinted on her forehead and palm by Zixia.
Main peak lobby.
"If Yu Jinshu is Zixia, then it makes sense that the dragon could be subdued by Yu Jinshu."
"Why do you say that?"
"That ancient miscellany also records that Zixia once saved a newborn dragon when she was young."
"Master also has a dragon ball, but the dragon has not become Master's spiritual pet. Could it be that the dragon boy is the dragon that Zixia saved? The dragon knew that Master was Zixia's senior brother, so he gave Master a dragon ball."
"That must be right."
valley.
Zhou Zheng looked at Yu Jinshu in front of him. She was his married wife.
He could never have imagined that the village woman who looked ordinary before was actually a fairy who came down to earth.
Now it seems that it was the master who cured Yu Jinshu of the love poison.
Regret it!
I regret that I shouldn't have listened to Wuchang and killed my wife to prove my point.
He regretted even more that he should not have listened to Wuchang's words and used the Xiaoyao Bell to murder Yu Jinshu.
When Mo Chuan told the story of him and Zixia, he was actually telling it to Yu Jinshu.
But Yu Jinshu didn't seem surprised at all.
"Master, you called me Zixia several times in your dreams, so I guessed my identity."
Mo Chuan smiled.
Yu Jinshu pointed at Zhou Zheng and Wuchang and asked, "Master, how should we deal with them?"
Mo Chuan suppressed his smile and turned to look at Wu Chang, who was lying on the ground like a dead branch, and Zhou Zheng, who was clutching his chest and spitting blood. He said coldly, "Of course, he will be sent to Tian Ling Dao to be fed to the immortal beasts."
Zhou Zheng was so frightened when he heard this that he trembled all over. He shouted, "Master, please spare my life! I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will never dare to do it again. Master, please spare my life!"
Mo Chuan ignored him. He went forward to pick up the dragon ball and the Xuanyuan Sword that had fallen on the ground. Then he took Yu Jinshu's hand and said softly, "Let's go back to Zixia Peak."
There are already disciples flying over from the main peak.
Yu Jinshu stood in front of Mo Chuan, and the two of them rode the Xuanyuan Sword to Zixia Peak.
As for Zhou Zheng and Wuchang, the people from the main peak had arrived and took the master and disciple to Tianling Road and pushed them directly off the floating bridge.
Under the floating bridge, there were the miserable screams of Zhou Zheng and Wuchang.
When Yu Jinshu arrived at Zixia Peak, Mo Chuan was holding her in his arms and rubbing her neck.
“Master…”
"I'm Qingxuan. You can call me Qingxuan or Mochuan. In short, don't call me Master."
"Then... I'll call you Mo Chuan!"
Yu Jinshu is not yet used to the name Zixia.
"Then call me."
"Mo Chuan."
"Yeah! Jinshu."
Mo Chuan moved his lips to Yu Jinshu's lips and kissed her.
He is in high spirits today.
He finally recognized Zixia, whom he had been looking for for more than eight thousand years.
From then on, he had no more worries and just loved and stayed with his Junior Sister Zixia.
When the kiss reached its passionate climax, Mo Chuan picked up Yu Jinshu and carried her horizontally, walked into his room, and laid her on the couch.
The entire Xuantian Sect was bustling with activity because of the story of Qingxuan and Zixia.
But in the house of Zixia Peak, there is only love and affection.
At Xiaoyao Peak, Wuyang, who always turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside, was roasting a chicken with his new disciple.
The new apprentice Ji Wen has been working since he was young, doing farm work, raising chickens, ducks and geese, and kitchen work, and he is no less capable than Yu Jinshu.
Moreover, Jiwen's cooking skills are better than Yu Jinshu's.
Wu Yang felt that he had finally made it, and the two disciples he accepted were both well-behaved and filial.
At this time, many people came riding on swords.
Ji Wen hurriedly said, "Master, look, some people are coming, and there are quite a few of them!"
Wuyang turned his head and slapped his thigh: "Oh no, we have to put away this roast chicken quickly, otherwise there won't be enough for so many people."
How could he bear to share his food with them?
Ji Wen hurriedly helped his master clean up.
Freshly grilled chicken has a rich aroma.
Ji Wen put the whole chicken into a ceramic pot in the kitchen and sealed it tightly with a wooden lid.
Wuyang waved his sleeves over the fire to dispel the smell of chicken.
But it was too late.
Yun Ji came over on his sword and said with a smile, "Brother Wuyang, I'm afraid you stole Jinshu's chickens again!"
Wuyang wiped the grease from his mouth and said with a laugh, "Junior Sister Yunji, this chicken was originally raised by my disciple Jinshu for my master to eat."
Yun Ji smiled and said, "Brother Wuyang, from now on you can no longer call Jinshu your disciple."
Wu Yang waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about? Jin Shu is the disciple I have waited for fifty years in the human world. Why can't I call her my disciple?"
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