On the way back home, the young man had been trying to strike up a conversation with Lu Qingyuan, but Lu Qingyuan was not interested in him at all and only wanted to meet Feng Shao as soon as possible, so she did not respond to the young man's advances along the way.

The young man was somewhat dissatisfied, but Lu Qingyuan's beautiful face made it difficult for him to get angry. After some probing, the young man found that Lu Qingyuan's mind seemed to be only on her senior brother, and the young man immediately rolled his eyes and came up with a plan.

So he said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Brother Feng Shao is really a rare talent. I was fortunate enough to see Brother Feng Shao take action. He swung his sword with such amazing momentum that several demon cultivators were unable to react and their heads fell off. I was so impressed by him at the time that I immediately invited Brother Feng Shao to visit my house. Brother Feng Shao was not arrogant and readily agreed. And that's how I got to know Brother Feng Shao and became his close friend..."

The young man made up a story without thinking. But he did not make up a story without a purpose. When he saw the long sword hanging on Lu Qingyuan's waist, he guessed that the other party's sect used swords, so he made up such a story.

Lu Qingyuan did not notice anything unusual, but smiled and said, "Indeed, Senior Brother Feng's swordsmanship is outstanding, far beyond the reach of us junior brothers and sisters. If I can learn one-tenth of Senior Brother Feng's swordsmanship, I will be satisfied."

The young man's eyes lit up, and he continued to make up stories with pride in his heart: "Brother Feng Shao is indeed an expert in swordsmanship, and I admire him very much. Senior Brother Feng Shao once discussed swordsmanship with me all night long, and he said that the best swordsmanship in the world is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Swordsmanship, followed by the Thirty-Six Free and Easy Swordsmanship!"

The young man's words were quite reasonable, because all cultivators knew about the two great sword cultivation holy places, Tiangang Sword Sect and Xiaoyao Hall. It was expected that Feng Shao, as a sword cultivator, should also highly respect the sword techniques of these two places.

Lu Qingyuan nodded and said, "Indeed, the sword techniques of Tiangang Sword Sect and Xiaoyao Hall are both the most exquisite sword techniques in the world."

The young man smiled again and said, "Brother Feng Shao once told me that if he had the chance, he must go to Xiaoyao Hall and ask Fairy Xiaoyao for the Xiaoyao Thirty-Six Sword Techniques. But I feel that although the Xiaoyao Thirty-Six Sword Techniques are powerful, they may not be as good as the swordsmanship displayed by Brother Feng Shao. Although Fairy Xiaoyao has been famous for a long time, she may not be as good as Brother Feng Shao in terms of swordsmanship alone."

The young man thought that what he said was very nice. After all, he used Fairy Xiaoyao to set off Feng Shao, which invisibly elevated Feng Shao's image and also attracted the other party's favor to some extent.

But when the young man said this, he found that Lu Qingyuan actually stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

The young man's heart suddenly skipped a beat, realizing that he might have said something wrong. But he remained calm and asked with a smile, "Girl, do you think I'm right?"

Lu Qingyuan narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a vigilant look. She put her hand on the hilt of the sword and said calmly: "Senior Brother Feng Shao's swordsmanship was partly learned from Taiwei Sect, and partly from Xiaoyao Hall. How could he say that he went to Xiaoyao Hall to ask for swordsmanship?"

Lu Qingyuan just didn't know the evil in people's hearts, she wasn't stupid! After realizing that the other party was lying, she already understood the other party's purpose.

The young man was startled, and could only sigh and said faintly: "I didn't expect that the flaw would be revealed here..."

Then, he showed a malicious smile and said, "Miss, I am Qu Xuan, the son of the Qu family in Qingdi City. Seeing that you are as beautiful as a fairy, I would like to ask you to marry me. I wonder if you can agree?"

Lu Qingyuan's eyes were cold and he said coldly: "You are lying to me!"

"Alas, you can't blame me for this! It's because the girl is so beautiful." Qu Xuan said with a smile, "Although the story I made up is false, my admiration for the girl is real. Will the girl really not consider it?"

Lu Qingyuan drew out his sword and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! If you dare to speak rudely again, I will cut off your tongue!"

Qu Xuan sighed and said, "If you don't accept my toast, I will have to resort to some tricks."

At this point, his tone suddenly turned cold: "Lao Shui, catch him alive!"

Before Lu Qingyuan could react, she heard a male voice calmly say, "Yes, Master!"

Then, Lu Qingyuan suddenly felt the wind behind her. She was startled and used her body skills to avoid it without thinking. When she looked again, she saw that the one who attacked her was a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

"Hehe, little girl, you react pretty quickly."

The opponent snorted coldly, approached again, and stretched out his hand to grab Lu Qingyuan's shoulder. Lu Qingyuan quickly used swordsmanship to fight with him. The opponent was so strong that he fought with his bare hands. The afterimages of his two hands were so fast that they were almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. Lu Qingyuan also used all his strength to barely hold on.

But anyone could see that Lu Qingyuan couldn't hold on for long.

Qu Xuan stood aside, looking at Lu Qingyuan, who was struggling and showing signs of defeat, with a smug smile on his face. He fanned himself and said with a smile: "Miss, I advise you not to resist, just follow me back home! Don't worry, although I can't give you the position of wife, it's still okay for you to be a concubine!"

Just when Qu Xuan felt that he had won, a cold voice suddenly came: "You are so shameless to bully the weak!"

Qu Xuan subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from, and the next moment his eyes lit up.

The person who spoke was a young girl who looked no more than 28 years old. She was dressed in white and had a white veil on her face. However, the outline that was vaguely revealed under the white veil was already very beautiful and made people's hearts flutter. The girl had a graceful figure and a cold temperament. Just standing there, she gave people a feeling of being out of this world.

Qu Xuan quickly bowed to the girl and said with a smile: "I wonder who the girl is..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the girl say calmly, "Aunt Qing, please help me."

It was not until this moment that Qu Xuan realized that there was a tall woman standing behind the girl. Although the woman was not as pretty as the girl, she was equally beautiful, but her cold temperament was exactly the same as the girl's.

She just responded with "yes" and flew forward, slapping the cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm with her palm.

The monk quickly put out his palm to resist. The next moment, the two palms intersected, and the monk felt a strong force coming from the opponent's palm, penetrating his internal organs. He quickly stepped back a few steps to relieve the opponent's palm force, but he still felt a dull pain in his chest. Then he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Seeing this, Qu Xuan was shocked and angry, and shouted: "How dare you attack my guards? Do you know who I am?"

The woman said coldly: "The Qu family of Qingdi City is really getting more and more outrageous. They actually forcibly abducted a woman in public!"

Qu Xuan was shocked: "Do you know who I am?"

The woman sneered: "Remember, it was the Nine Yin Holy Land who attacked you! If you want to seek revenge, make sure you find the wrong person!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

There are three holy places in Dongzhou, and the Jiuyin Holy Land is the most famous among them. If for no other reason, it is because this holy land only accepts women, and every female disciple is a peerless beauty. In the eyes of all cultivators, the Jiuyin Holy Land is the best place to choose a Taoist partner.

Of course, not every cultivator is qualified to marry a disciple of the Jiuyin Holy Land.

As for the Qu family, where Qu Xuan was from, it was considered a first-rate family in Qingdi City. Although it was not as good as the Miao family, the city lord, it was also a great family in Qingdi City that could not be underestimated. However, facing the disciples of the Nine Yin Holy Land, he did not have the courage to shout at them, and he did not even dare to say harsh words. He trembled and bowed to the two of them, saying, "I did not know that you two were disciples of the Nine Yin Holy Land. I am sorry for being rude. Please forgive me!"

The woman subconsciously looked at the girl, but heard the girl say indifferently: "It's better to get rid of this kind of person!"

The woman nodded, waved her hand and slapped Qu Xuan's lower abdomen. With a scream, Qu Xuan was knocked dozens of meters away and then fell heavily to the ground.

Qu Xuan didn't take his physical injury too seriously, but he was horrified to find that his Dantian had been shattered!

If his Dantian is destroyed, it means he will have no chance to practice cultivation at all, and he will become a complete useless person.

Recalling the fierce struggle within the Qu family, Qu Xuan felt completely hopeless and heartbroken at this moment.

The girl ignored Qu Xuan and bowed to Lu Qingyuan, saying, "The swordsmanship I just saw you use seems to be from the Taiwei Sect. Could you be a disciple of the Taiwei Sect?"

Although Lu Qingyuan left with the second branch of disciples, she did not leave the sect, so her identity was still a disciple of Taiwei Sect. Hearing this, she also saluted the girl and said, "Miss, you don't have to be polite. I am a disciple of the third branch of Taiwei Sect."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help asking, "Is your sect's Holy Son, Master Feng Shaofeng, here?"

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at the girl carefully, and saw that after the girl mentioned Feng Shao, she actually showed shyness on her face, and her cold and frosty temperament disappeared in an instant.

Lu Qingyuan couldn't help but speculate. Could it be that this girl was also an old acquaintance of Senior Brother Feng? Or even had a close relationship with Senior Brother Feng?

Thinking of this, Lu Qingyuan felt quite uncomfortable.

But the other party helped him after all, so Lu Qingyuan had to force a smile and said, "Senior Brother Feng is not here."

The girl said "Oh" and her face was full of disappointment.

Aunt Qing coughed lightly and whispered, "Saint, please be careful with your words and actions when you go out."

The girl said sternly, "Aunt Qing, Master Feng once saved my life. If it weren't for Master Feng's help, I would have died in the hands of bandits, and I wouldn't be here today. I was able to save this sister today, and that's our fate. Aunt Qing, don't worry about it."

Aunt Qing could only sigh and remain silent.

Lu Qingyuan felt bitter when she heard this. It turned out that she was able to be saved because of the cause and effect planted by Feng Shao in the past.

I didn't expect that I would inadvertently owe Senior Brother Feng another favor.

But then, she remembered something and couldn't help asking, "Young lady, I just heard Aunt Qing say that you are the Saint of the Nine Yin Holy Land?"

The girl smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I am Shao Yunqing, a disciple of the Nine Yin Holy Land, and I am honored to be the Saintess."