Wu Da looked at the young woman tied up at the head of the bed. She had a stunning and beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, tender red lips, and a transcendent temperament. Her figure was also very graceful, and the peaks on her chest that kept rising and falling due to anger, shame and annoyance were even more fascinating.
She was wearing a deep blue dress with clouds embroidered on the sleeves and a tasseled belt with silver-white pearls around her waist. If she hadn't been imprisoned here by him, the tassels would have made her waist look more graceful when she walked.
Under the dim light, a pair of long white legs half-hidden by the robe reflected a faint blush, causing Wu Da to lick his dry lips unconsciously.
This trip was really worth it. He hadn't met a woman with such outstanding looks for a long time. Moreover, this woman was a cultivator with the upper-grade cultivation of the Mingxi Realm. She was in her early twenties, but she had such accomplishments. In ordinary sects, she would undoubtedly be the best. In a famous sect, with such a beautiful appearance, she would definitely not be lost in the crowd.
"What do you want to do... I am Xiao Yushan, a disciple of the Yunlan Sect. Don't mess around. If the teachers in my sect know what happened to me here, they will never let you go."
When the woman saw the look on Wu Da's face, a bit of panic appeared in her bright eyes.
She had experienced the wickedness of human nature when she went to Wancheng with her fellow disciples. Moreover, this place was located in the Duanfeng Mountain, a no-man's land.
If she guessed correctly, the tall man standing in front of her was Wu Zexu, the leader of the Wu family who ruled Duanfeng Mountain. She had heard of his bad reputation. Wu Zexu's actions here were lawless, except for the bottom line of the imperial court and the top sects.
If Xiao Yushan had not been attacked on her way back from the Western Regions, she would not have fallen into the hands of this person if she had taken a shortcut to escape. She could not help but regret it now. She would have been better off letting those thieves stab her to death, so that she would not have ended up in a fate worse than death.
When Wu Zexu heard the name Xiao Yushan, his eyes flickered slightly, and he took two steps forward. At this time, the beauty was staring at him with her beautiful eyes. Wu Zexu smiled and said with interest: "So you are Xiao Yushan, who is known as the Little Fairy in Yunlan Sect. You are really as beautiful as a fairy, and you are really worthy of the title of Little Fairy. It seems that it is an honor for me to meet a fairy here. I heard that in the past few years, many young talents have pursued you, including talents from famous sects. I wonder if Fairy Xiao likes you... Why don't you follow me, Wu?"
At first, Xiao Yushan thought that Wu Zexu would be cautious after hearing about her sect, so she felt relieved. But after hearing what happened next, her face turned pale.
She began to struggle, but her hands were tied tightly to the bed and her continuous running had exhausted her strength. It was useless. Xiao Yushan could only beg: "Master Wu, I beg you, please don't harm my body... Other than that, you can ask me to do anything. If you return me to my fellow disciples, it will bring you many benefits..."
Wu Zexu looked down at Xiao Yushan's changes. He moved closer to the bed and sniffed gently, and a fragrant aroma came to his face.
He leaned down and grabbed Xiao Yushan's chin, slowly lifting it up so that Xiao Yushan could see his dark face clearly. Looking at the fear and shame gradually filling her clear and moving eyes, he slowly said, "The little fairy of Yunlan Sect is in my hands. They can't answer what this lovely little mouth tastes like, but I will know in a moment."
Normally, a woman like Xiao Yushan would look down upon a man like him. After all, they were so different. However, he did not expect that by some strange coincidence, he would catch Xiao Yushan, who was at the end of her strength, and this is what happened now.
Xiao Yushan let Wu Zexu hold her mouth, unable to speak, and could only sob, her eyes were red with anxiety, tears welled up in her eyes.
Wu Zexu was used to such scenes, and said with a smile: "Fairy Xiao, why are you crying? It can be seen that you are still a virgin. When I come back to take your virginity and make you feel comfortable, you will know that instead of returning to Yunlan Palace, it is better to follow me wholeheartedly and become my wife."
He held Xiao Yushan's mouth with one hand, and took out a white porcelain medicine bottle from his bosom with the other hand, and poured out a pink pill from it. With a little force, he made Xiao Yushan open her mouth and swallow the pill.
Seeing the expression of shame and anger on Xiao Yushan's pretty face, Wu Zexu said with a smile: "Just to help with the fun, Fairy Xiao, rest assured, I will make you feel like you are in heaven."
This was truly an elixir that worked instantly. It dissolved quietly once it entered Xiao Yushan's body. Less than ten breaths later, a blush appeared on Xiao Yushan's pretty face. Her breathing also began to become rapid, and along with it, the pair of plump and upright jade peaks on her chest also rose and fell.
Looking at the beautiful woman's eyes again, besides anger and shame, there was also a bit of charming charm.
Wu Zexu took off Xiao Yushan's dress with ease. Even though the beauty struggled, she was powerless. As the azure blue dress floated to the ground, a layer of sweat appeared on her snow-white skin. It was so thin that it seemed to be shining, and combined with her graceful figure, it was even more fascinating.
Although the remaining bellyband barely covered the key parts, without the cover of clothes, a pair of slender, straight, pink and tender legs were completely exposed, and the elegant and beautiful lines of these legs were enough to drive men with weaker self-control crazy.
Seeing this little fairy being so seductive, Wu Zexu's lust was aroused. He roughly tore off her underwear, and a pair of plump and upright snow-white breasts jumped out. This Xiao Yushan was indeed a little fairy from the Yunlan Sect. Her breasts were in great shape, and her nipples were rosy and charming.
Seeing this, Wu Zexu laughed lewdly, grabbed Xiao Yushan's breasts with his lewd hands, and kneaded them wantonly.
Xiao Yushan was so ashamed and angry that she struggled even harder, but she was helpless and the drug had gradually taken effect. Her body was getting weaker and weaker, so how could she resist the strength of Wu Dadang? Wu Zexu held her tightly under him, and no matter how she twisted, she could not shake him at all.
If it weren't for this chance, Wu Zexu really wouldn't know what it felt like to hold the jade peak of the little fairy of Yunlan Sect in his hands. After playing with it for a while, he found it not only smooth and soft but also very elastic, which really made him love it.
"Xiao Fairy, last time I went to Zuichun Pavilion and tried something new, I still felt unsatisfied. Now that I compare them, I realize that the red-brand breasts at Zuichun Pavilion are nothing. Apart from other things, your breasts are much more exquisite than those red-brand breasts in terms of elasticity and size."
Xiao Yushan already felt extremely ashamed, and now she heard that Wu Zexu actually compared her to those prostitutes, her pretty face turned red, and she didn't bother to scold him, but continued to struggle.
Wu Zexu's movements seemed rough, but in fact they were rough and delicate. He could touch her sensitive parts, especially when Wu Zexu pinched her red and tender nipple with his fingers and twisted it. She couldn't help but moan, as if her breasts were touched by him, and the uncontrollable desire in her body was aroused, and her struggle became softer and weaker.
At this moment, the charming beauty was right under Wu Zexu, her delicate skin pressed against his hot body, making him feel very proud.
Not content with just playing with the beautiful woman's breasts, he had already reached his hands down and slid into her private area.
This made Xiao Yushan feel like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "No! You can't..." Just as she was about to struggle, Wu Zexu had already groped his fingers into the forbidden area between Xiao Yushan's legs without any explanation. Coupled with the previous teasing, this made Xiao Yushan's desire burst out like a volcanic eruption. She couldn't help but moan "ah". I don't know if it was the effect of the aphrodisiac or her natural sensitivity, but just this one time, her body almost couldn't bear it and she almost ejaculated.
"It seems that Fairy Xiao is very lonely. Don't worry, I will comfort you right now..." Wu Zexu had no intention of letting Xiao Yushan go. The good show had just begun. His fingers began to caress the sensitive clitoris above Xiao Yushan's valley, making her body tremble. She didn't even have the chance to argue. When the words came to her lips, they all turned into obscene words.
In the midst of shame, anger and despair, she caught a glimpse of Wu Zexu's thick, black and hard penis. This was the first time she had seen a man's penis.
Now, not only has she been touched all over her breasts and vagina by this evil bandit, but now she has to watch this extremely ugly thing enter her body with her own eyes...
However, despite her disgust, the sensations on her body kept stimulating her desire. This man's thing was so hideous. She had heard her fellow sisters talk about men's things before. They said that the thicker it was, the more ecstatic a woman would be. Wu Zexu's penis was so huge that it made her dizzy.
After being ravaged this time, can I, who have tasted the sweetness of this man, still refuse this man? How can I, who have already lost my virginity, face the elders of the sect when I return, and how can I gain a foothold in the sect?
While Xiao Yushan was thinking about a thousand things, Wu Zexu could no longer bear it. Seeing that the time was almost right, he used his hands to separate Xiao Yushan's slender white legs and let her clamp his waist. Knowing that she had no chance, Xiao Yushan struggled a little and then gave up the resistance. She had to turn her head away, as if she couldn't bear to watch the ugly thing taking away her virginity.
Wu Zexu thrust his penis into the wet and beautiful vagina.
"ah!"
The penis penetrated deeply into the vagina, stretching the valley as if it was about to split, and the tearing feeling from the puncture of the hymen, the instant pain of losing virginity directly made Xiao Yushan straighten her toes and hold the bed sheet tightly with both hands.
I never thought that I, who was known as a fairy in the Yunlan Sect, would lose my virginity to a vicious bandit who I would normally look down upon.
A stream of bright red virgin blood slowly flowed down the junction of the two people, spreading on the white bed sheet, as bright as plum blossoms.
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In the dim room, the sound of bodies colliding continued to ring out. Wu Zexu's skilled techniques and the gradually taking effect of the drug made Xiao Yushan quickly get into the mood, and her charming and pleasant moans became louder and louder.
With a high-pitched cry, Wu Zexu finally erupted, sending Xiao Yushan to the peak of bliss.
After the lovemaking, Xiao Yushan was completely exhausted, and she collapsed on the bed with a sweat dripping all over her body, looking like she had lost her soul due to the extreme pleasure.
Wu Zexu admired the charming body on the bed. The charming face was still full of spring, and the skin was still a little red after the climax.
There were several red marks of shame on her white and tall breasts, and her two bright red nipples were erect and engorged, looking very beautiful and tender, obviously because they were squeezed by Wu Zexu.
Between those long, round legs was a mess, with blood mixed with lewd fluid and Wu Zexu's essence flowing out from her labia that had not yet closed, looking extremely lewd.
After putting on his clothes again, Wu Zexu walked out of the room with a rosy face. As he expected, the fairy Xiao was still a virgin. This time he had a good start. The virgin essence of a high-grade cultivator in the Mingxi realm was really extraordinary. After this, he felt so relieved.
At first the woman put up a few symbolic resistances, but after the drug took effect, wasn't her vagina still oozing with sweet juice?
When the penis twitched inside her, she couldn't hide her lust, so what if she was a little fairy?
Do you really think you are above the mundane world?
In the end, won't she have to enjoy the pleasure under Wu Zexu's crotch?
Thinking of the regret that flashed in Xiao Yushan's eyes after the incident, Wu Zexu sneered. If he gave her some more time to discipline her, he would definitely make this little girl completely submissive and obedient to him.
Fairy?
From the moment she entered Tengying Village, she was already exiled.
Just as he was thinking, Wu Zexu's face suddenly changed, as if he sensed some movement. He was about to go out for a walk, but he immediately turned around and went to a secret room under the village.
The lights were dim inside, and in the flickering candlelight, a figure stood like a pole, with eyes like those of an eagle, piercing people's hearts.
Wu Zexu didn't dare to look directly at him, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said respectfully: "Greetings, sir."
The man's cold voice came: "After playing with women, isn't it time to do something serious?"
Wu Zexu said hurriedly: "I didn't know you were coming, and I made you wait for so long. I am guilty of that. May I ask what you want me to do?"
The man's right hand fell on the hilt of the long sword hanging diagonally at his waist.
As a flash of cold light that made one's scalp tingle passed by, a chilling atmosphere filled the entire secret room. Standing in it was like ascending the Milky Way.
Wu Zexu slowly raised his drooping eyes, and his expression gradually changed from doubt to shock.
The sword's intent was as cold as frost, piercing people with its sharp edge. Just a glance at it made one's mind shaken and one's true essence surge.
I wonder where this sword came from, but how could it be so powerful?
At this time, Wu Zexu felt more and more that this adult was unfathomable. He had originally overestimated him, but now it seemed that he was still not good enough.
"Sir, this is..."
"Here."
Wu Zexu took it with trembling hands. This sword was lighter than he had imagined, at least 30% lighter than his own Dark Iron Sword. But in his hand, it seemed to weigh a thousand kilos, like a mountain or an ocean.
The man looked calm, and the hoarse voice from his throat seemed to come from the underworld: "In half a month, the eldest son of the Lingzhou prefect will come to Baixi City. You go and teach them a lesson. But remember, don't kill that son. Leave him half alive. As for what you get when the time comes, it will be your luck."
Wu Zexu was filled with thoughts, and his sword-holding hand was trembling, whether out of nervousness or surprise. He slowly replied, "I understand."
Chen Zhuo was the son of the Jing State's national teacher. He was of a prominent family and was extremely handsome, which made him the envy of everyone. It is said that reincarnation is a science, so Chen Zhuo must have studied this science before he was born. It's a pity that he didn't master it thoroughly.
Chen Zhuo never expected that in the eighth year of Jianhe, his father would be seriously injured in the palace turmoil and then died. After that, the new emperor who forced the emperor to the throne took the opportunity to abolish the Tianxuan Palace. From then on, the Tianxuan Palace, which had been a prominent behemoth since the founding of Jing State, fell apart. Naturally, Chen Zhuo also fell from the clouds to the ground, and now he is looked down upon and excluded everywhere.
Before the change in the imperial capital, Chen Shangze, the national teacher, who had a vague premonition of something, entrusted his only child to the top sect of Jing country, Tianhua Sword Sect. After preparing all the funeral affairs, this real person, whose cultivation was only half a step away from Chengtian Realm, began to calmly wait for the arrival of the storm.
Ten years ago, Chen Zhuo lived a life of luxury with bells ringing, food on the table, and fine clothes and jade robes.
Now he is sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the mountain gate with a broom.
This should have been the job of a chores disciple, but now it was taken over by Chen Zhuo.
Although Tianhua Sword Sect was not a place for a comfortable life, he also lived a harder life than his fellow disciples. A new emperor appointed new ministers, and the status of a former minister was always sensitive. Although Tianhua Sword Sect continued to teach Chen Zhuo sword skills as agreed, it did not dare to give Chen Zhuo a comfortable life. If someone with ulterior motives saw it, it would be troublesome.
From top to bottom, most people in Tianhua Sword Sect do not like trouble and are very resistant to it.
Chen Zhuo, who was a big trouble for Tianhua Sword Sect, was sweeping up the fallen leaves in front of the mountain gate meticulously, without any perfunctory attitude. His green clothes were spotless, extremely neat, even to the point of being too clean.
Chen Zhuo has been a very serious person since he was young. No matter what he does, he will do it to the best of his ability, whether it is dressing or sweeping fallen leaves.
His movements were very focused, whether it was a small matter or a big one, he was always like this, rarely distracted, but today when he heard the disciples in the sect talking from afar, he was slightly startled, and his movements also stopped.
"I heard that Princess Yongming and the talented disciple Juexin of Fanyin Temple had a competition in Zhelong Valley."
"Monk Juexin? Princess Yongming has met her match. Although Princess Yongming is also a rare genius in Wuyou Palace, Monk Juexin is not inferior at all. He entered the Condensed Yuan Realm two years ago. He is also very proficient in Buddhism. It is said that he is one of the candidates for this generation of Buddhist disciples in Fanyin Temple. I wonder what the final result will be?"
Nowadays, cultivators in the world are divided into six levels: Qi Induction, Bright Breath, Condensation, Mystery, Divine Mind, and Heaven. When a cultivator reaches the Heaven Realm, he will achieve immortality. However, after one or two hundred years, there may not be a cultivator in the Heaven Realm. This shows how lonely and narrow the path of cultivation is. The further you cultivate, the more you want to fight against heaven and people, which is extremely difficult. Princess Yongming and Monk Juexin are just in the Condensation Realm, which is the beginning, development, transition and conclusion of the cultivation process. The geniuses of several top sects are mostly wandering in this realm and competing with each other. For example, Princess Yongming of Wuyou Palace and Monk Juexin of Fanyin Temple are among them. As for the less talented people, most of them are still in the Bright Breath Realm. Most of the disciples of Tianhua Sword Sect passing by are at this level.
The young disciple in green clothes carrying a sword on his back spitted, "The result was beyond everyone's expectations. We thought the two would fight till the end in Zhelong Valley, but Princess Yongming defeated Monk Juexin with only ten moves. According to the spectators at the scene, she was truly an outstanding beauty. Princess Yongming was already an extremely beautiful woman, and when she won, she was even more heroic and fascinating. It's a pity that I was not there and missed such a breathtaking scene."
The Princess Yongming they were talking about was Ling Chufei, the daughter of one of the four great princes, Prince Duan Lingfeng. When the old Tianxuan Palace's Palace Master Chen Shangze was still at the peak of his powers, Prince Duan had arranged a marriage with Chu Shangze. But who would have known that Chu Shangze, a top cultivator who was only half a step away from the Chengtian Realm, would be gone in an instant, and the Tianxuan Palace, which had a very high status in Jingguo at the time, also collapsed in an instant.
After that night ten years ago, the world situation was almost turned upside down.
That night, the fourth prince Ling Yun, who had turned the tide and defeated the Northern Qiang cavalry in the northern border, launched a mutiny with the power of victory. He came with an overwhelming force and was unstoppable. He marched to Changxing Palace and asked the old emperor at that time to depose the crown prince and make him the new crown prince. When the news spread, three other princes soon raised their armies and came to quell the rebellion. Suddenly, the imperial capital was in chaos. The then Palace Master of Tianxuan Palace, Chen Shangze, the national teacher of Jing State, was seriously injured after a battle with a mysterious and powerful enemy. The new crown prince Ling Yun actually defeated the larger force with a smaller force and killed all three princes who led the troops to quell the rebellion on the spot.
Less than half a year later, the old emperor died of illness, Ling Yun ascended the throne and changed the reign to Qingyuan. Just three days later, Tianxuan Palace Master Chen Shangze also passed away.
Without the Imperial Master, the Tianxuan Palace was leaderless for a while. The new Emperor Lingyun took advantage of the situation and began to push for drastic reforms. He abolished the Tianxuan Palace and established the Tiance Mansion and the Shenjian Division to replace it. This mansion and the division were born out of the Tianxuan Palace, but they were extremely hostile to the remnants of the Tianxuan Palace who were of the same origin, and they almost killed them all. From then on, there was no Tianxuan Palace in Jing Kingdom.
Once upon a time, the Tianxuan Palace was superior to other departments in the Jing Kingdom court, and trained a large number of monks to protect the country, fight wars, and quell rebellions. Even the emperor would show respect to them. But now, the old members of the Tianxuan Palace have either joined a new master or are living a miserable life.
Senior Brother Qin Hua, dressed in white, said with a smile: "There is no rush. As long as Princess Yongming is still in Jingguo, there will always be a chance to see her immortal appearance."
When they arrived at the mountain gate, they saw Chen Zhuo, who was supposed to be sweeping fallen leaves, doing some autumn work with a dazed look on his face. They understood the reason and smiled amusedly.
The once powerful Tianxuan Palace was gone, and the marriage certificate between the deceased Imperial Master and Prince Duan was just a piece of paper. Prince Duan could no longer marry Princess Yongming to Chen Zhuo, who now had a special status. It was natural for Chen Zhuo to be shaken when he heard her name.
Although everyone could see clearly, it did not mean that they would pity Chen Zhuo's difficulties. On the contrary, the original marriage certificate had now become a vicious weapon for them to sneer at Chen Zhuo.
Mo Yang, who was wearing a green robe and carrying a sword, joked, "Master Chen, Princess Yongming defeated Monk Juexin, who was not far from a Buddhist disciple, in ten moves. It can be seen that Princess Yongming's talent is even better than that of a real Buddhist disciple. How do you feel about missing out on such a beautiful woman with extraordinary talent and beauty?"
Chen Zhuo continued to work with his head down. No change in his expression could be seen. He only said calmly, "If I get it, I'm lucky. If I lose it, I'm doomed. There's nothing to regret."
Chen Zhuo obviously no longer had any reason to be proud, but he was still calm and composed without any sign of dejection. Even though he was only doing the work of a chores disciple, he still pretended to be content.
This made Mo Yang feel both funny and ridiculous. He sneered and said, "If you really believe that 'I am lucky if I get it, I will die if I lose it', why did you suddenly lose your mind when you heard us talking about Princess Yongming?"
Chen Zhuo raised his head and said seriously, "Master Juexin is quite prestigious among the younger generation of disciples at Fanyin Temple, and Princess Yongming's status in Wuyou Palace is even higher. Two such geniuses are going to compete in Zhelong Valley. Who wouldn't be fascinated by hearing this? What does this have to do with Princess Yongming and I having a marriage certificate?"
Mo Yang looked at this handsome and elegant junior brother, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Junior brother, what you said makes sense."
Chen Zhuo nodded and said, "I'm glad you understand, Senior Brother."
His tone was sincere, and he didn't seem to realize that Mo Yang's "that makes sense" was just a mockery.
Mo Yang just snorted when he heard this, and left after saying "How boring".
The group did not stay any longer. When Senior Brother Qin Hua left, he looked at Chen Zhuo with great pity. However, when he walked through the mountain gate, it was like he was walking on the wind, messing up the almost clean ground again. With Chen Zhuo's meticulous personality, this would require him to work harder.
Chen Zhuo looked at the mess on the ground and was silent for a long time.
He was really helpless, he thought he was speaking the truth, but everyone thought he was covering up.
But what made him feel even more helpless was that after he finished cleaning the place, the sun would have set, and by then he would probably miss dinner time, which meant he would have to go hungry that night. Now he was only at the upper level of the Mingxi Realm, and was far from being able to fast. He would still be hungry if he didn't eat for a meal, and he really didn't like this feeling.
Chen Zhuo, who had no intention of doing this perfunctorily, curled his lips and prepared to continue cleaning, thinking to himself: "I hope I won't run into unreasonable brothers and sisters again."
Half an hour later.
Chen Zhuo took a break and looked at the sky, revealing a bit of melancholy. At this time, a figure sneaked out from the hillside next to him, which made Chen Zhuo's heart tighten. He thought it was another villain who came to interfere with his plan to fill his stomach. After a closer look, he was surprised to find that it was his senior sister He Weiwei.
He Weiwei was a famous beauty in the Tianhua Sword Sect, with countless admirers. She had a graceful and seductive figure, and her huge breasts seemed like they would burst through her clothes at any time, which was a spectacular sight.
On her white collar was embroidered a pair of yin-yang fishes leaping together. Her neck was white and slender, her collarbones were delicate and clear, and below that were the plump jade peaks that made one's blood boil. Her close-fitting robe further highlighted this sister's seductive figure. Her sleeves revealed her white wrists, and the cuffs were cloud flowers, highlighting her slender arms.
Below the perky buttocks, there is a pair of flawless long legs faintly visible between the hem of the skirt.
Chen Zhuo saw He Weiwei's chest shaking as she walked down the hillside, and he couldn't help but suspect that she would lose her balance and fall. He asked, "Sister, what are you doing here?"
He Weiwei looked around and saw that there was no one else around, so she puffed her lips and said angrily: "I heard that group of people bullied you again. I caught them making fun of you, so I scolded them severely and then came over to help you clean up the mess."
Chen Zhuo felt a little warm in his heart. It was a comforting thing to have such a beautiful senior sister thinking about him. However, he still said, "Senior sister, you don't need to get angry with them over this."
He Weiwei snorted, and the pair of extremely plump jade peaks on her chest also rose and fell. She said unhappily: "What's wrong with being mean to them? Do they dare to be mean to them back?!"
Chen Zhuo smiled and didn't respond.
This senior sister is not simple at all. Although her cultivation is about the same as Chu Chen's, at the upper level of Mingxi Realm, her identity is not simple. Her biological father and mother are both senior cultivators of the Tongxuan Realm of Tianhua Sword Sect. Her father, He Youcai, has extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship and has reached the upper level of Tongxuan Realm. He may become the next leader of Minghua Peak and has great prestige in the sect. All the disciples know that He Weiwei is the apple of their eye. They are too busy trying to please He Weiwei, so how can they have the energy to touch this bad luck?
He Weiwei was obviously still angry, and she pouted as she was about to find a broom. Seeing this, Chen Zhuo hurriedly asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"
The senior sister said as a matter of course: "I told you, I'll help you."
Chen Zhuo stopped him, saying, "No, I'm satisfied that you have this intention. If I ask you to help me do these menial tasks, let alone whether Uncle He is willing to forgive me, those people will hate me even more if they find out. Cleaning the mountain gate is my job, so how can I trouble you again, Senior Sister?"
He Weiwei said: "But it's different now. They are messing with you, so you don't have to do so much."
Chen Zhuo said: "Then I don't agree either."
He Weiwei was unmoved and snorted, "It's none of your business. I enjoy it! If I don't find something to do every day, I'll feel bored."
Chen Zhuo said seriously, "I remember that ten days ago, when Uncle Lin taught me sword techniques, you fell asleep after listening to just a few words, and later you secretly came to me to ask about it."
He Weiwei blushed slightly, and her delicate face suddenly became more attractive. "I was not in a good mood that day, and it has nothing to do with whether I help or not!"
Chen Zhuo said: "You asked me to go to your place to teach you the sword techniques, but when you were leaving, I helped you clean up the room."
He Weiwei's pretty face turned even redder, and she became less and less confident as she spoke: "Who is as particular as you? I am usually very diligent, but that day..."
Perhaps He Weiwei was spoiled by the elders in the sect, she was usually lazy, even when practicing, she liked to be lazy. When the uncle who taught swordsmanship saw her, he would just sigh and couldn't do anything about her. He would grab her and scold her with a sullen face. But he couldn't bear to let such a beautiful girl go, so he talked to her seriously. He Weiwei opened her watery eyes and listened seriously. But after a few days, she didn't listen at all.
Chen Zhuo didn't listen to her excuses and said earnestly: "Look, you can't even sweep your own room, how can you sweep the fallen leaves on this mountain? Let your junior brother do it."
He Weiwei covered her ears and said, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you bastard."
If you keep talking, she'll just lie on the ground and throw a tantrum.
Chen Zhuo had no choice but to find a broom for her and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Senior Sister."
He Weiwei was delighted at this time, "That's good."
Chen Zhuo looked at He Weiwei, who didn't look like a senior sister at all, and was amused and touched. He said softly, "Thank you very much, senior sister."
He Weiwei said in a condescending manner: "I am your senior sister, it is my duty!"
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Thanks to He Weiwei's help, Chen Zhuo finally returned to his residence without being hungry. Thinking of his sister's beautiful almond-shaped eyes, a smile appeared on his face. He Weiwei was a famous beauty in the sect, and her family background was also good. Her admirers could line up from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain. However, this beauty was so close to him, Chen Zhuo, that she had never met anyone before.
In fact, there was no reason for the closeness between the two. He Weiwei was naturally kindhearted and could not stand the disciples making things difficult for Chen Zhuo, who had suffered a lot of misfortunes. Naturally, she would side with Chen Zhuo. If there was a reason, it was probably because the two of them became familiar with each other. He Weiwei found that Chen Zhuo was handsome and a good person, and he was also admirable in his cultivation. Now that this junior brother was in trouble, she, as a senior sister, naturally had to step forward. Even if she had to miss a late night sometimes, she felt willing to do so. On the contrary, Chen Zhuo always refused her help, which made her hate him.
Chen Zhuo thought of He Weiwei's gentle and moving almond-shaped eyes, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.
Now that he had finished his chores for the day and had eaten his fill, he had enough energy to focus on his cultivation. He sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.
Chen Zhuo sat up and faced south, his mind gradually calming down. If he observed carefully, he would see that spiritual energy was entering the major acupoints of his body at an extremely fast speed. The speed of spiritual energy was much faster than that of other brothers in the same realm - this was because he had also practiced a technique that the disciples of Tianhua Sword Sect did not have.
There are two kinds of skills that Chen Zhuo practices. One is the "Wuwang Sword Technique" of the Tianhua Sword Sect. It is said that it is a sword manual created by the founder of the Tianhua Sword Sect. If you practice it to the extreme, it is enough to make you the best in the world.
Three hundred years ago, the Tianhua Sword Sect had a brilliant leader who further improved this sword canon and pushed the sword art of the Tianhua Sword Sect to an unprecedented height.
As for the other technique, it is the "Qi Tian Jue" of Tianxuan Palace.
Tianxuan Palace once stood above all other departments in the court of Jing State, training monks on behalf of the emperor and handling disputes in the martial arts world. There must be something extraordinary about it. One of the main reasons is that Tianxuan Palace has 32 cultivation books, each of which is a treasure that monks all over the world flock to. One of them, called "Qi Tian Jue", is even more magical. It is said that it is a "heavenly book" obtained by a great immortal monk in Chengtian Realm who opened the gate of heaven a thousand years ago.
Ten years ago, when the Tianxuan Palace was abolished by the new emperor, many people set their sights on this supreme technique, and the imperial court was no exception. However, after a search, the imperial court found thirty-one cultivation manuals, but only failed to obtain the "Qi Tian Jue".
Afterwards, many people suspected Chen Zhuo, the orphan of Tianxuan Palace, but the new emperor did not ask about the matter again and did not pay too much attention to Chen Zhuo. In addition, with the leader of Tianhua Sword Sect keeping an eye on the situation, many coveters did not dare to make any moves.
As for why Qi Tian Jue is so coveted by others, it has to start with the true essence of the cultivators.
As we all know, the speed at which a cultivator can convert spiritual energy into true essence is limited, and the amount of true essence in the body is also limited. If the moves used are activated by ordinary techniques, and multiple moves are used in combination, the true essence in the body will be consumed very quickly during a fight. Even cultivators in the Divine Mind Realm cannot consume spiritual energy and true essence without limit.
Only by practicing the supreme skill of Tianxuan Palace, "Qi Tian Jue", can the six organs in the body be opened, and the five palaces be spiritualized, and the cultivator can breathe in the air and think about the truth, and the spiritual energy will be generated naturally. Only then can they have a continuous supply of true energy to drive various moves.
It is said that if one practices the "Qi Tian Jue" to the extreme, one can create a small world within his body, which can avoid all poisons, control celestial phenomena, and possess the incredible ability to move stars and change the moon.
As the former young master of Tianxuan Palace, Chen Zhuo had already started practicing "Qi Tian Jue" before coming to Tianhua Sword Sect.
However, at the moment, he also practiced the "Wuwang Sword Art" of the Tianhua Sword Sect. Practicing two completely different supreme skills has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that he can have the upper hand in a fight with people in the same realm, and he can also fight even if he faces enemies across borders; the disadvantage is that when his fellow disciples are practicing, he is practicing, and when his fellow disciples are resting, in addition to completing the work of a menial disciple, he is still practicing. He wishes he could split a day into two days, and even when he closes his eyes to sleep, he will subconsciously breathe according to the "Qi Tian Jue" method.
Perhaps God had opened his eyes. After five years of this, even in his sleep, the spiritual energy would flow autonomously in his body, constantly nourishing the six organs and five palaces in his body. Although it was not as effective as actively practicing while awake, it could save Chen Zhuo a lot of time.
Over the years, Chen Zhuo practiced two top-notch techniques, and the Qi Tian Jue was even more difficult to practice. It required the practitioner to have extremely high comprehension and qi perception abilities. In the early stages, he needed to take steady steps and progress slowly, so he could not improve his skills as fast as a true genius.
However, Chen Zhuo did not regret it. On the contrary, he knew the benefits of doing so. The magic of "Qi Tian Jue" would only be gradually manifested after reaching the Condensation Realm. Spending more time in the Ming Xi Realm to lay a good foundation would enable him to achieve twice the result with half the effort in the future.
Two hours later, darkness fell completely, the sound of frogs began to gradually appear, and the silvery moonlight fell on the bed.
Chen Zhuo exhaled a breath of foul air, raised his eyes and opened them, as if the stars, sun and moon were contained in his eyes, and his whole body revealed a completely different temperament from before.
"Tian Yan Sword." He raised his hand and a sword energy appeared at his fingertips, trembling continuously.
Chen Zhuo looked calm and continued, "Purple Mysterious Sword, Taiyin Sword, Chongxiao Sword..."
With each sound, the sword energy in his hand changed. If it were a fellow disciple of the same level in the sect, he would be exhausted within three moves if he combined sword moves in such a short time. However, Chen Zhuo condensed seven sword moves in one breath of sword energy. When he was about to add the eighth sword move, he saw the sword energy in his hand suddenly tremble, and then completely collapsed, turning into spiritual energy and dissipating in the air.
"My Qi Tian Jue is still a little lacking in quality. When I was a child, I saw my father using it. A single ordinary move could contain thousands of variations. Few cultivators of the same realm could match his brilliance. At that time, he was not only the national master of Jing State, but in the eyes of many people, it was only a matter of time before he entered the Cheng Tian realm and achieved immortality. If I could have 70% of my father's accomplishments, I would be able to find out the truth of that year."
If Chen Shangze had not died of serious injuries after fighting with that mysterious and powerful enemy ten years ago, the Tianxuan Palace would not have been leaderless and in decline, and the new emperor Lingyun would not have had the opportunity to abolish the Tianxuan Palace.
Chen Zhuo felt that there must be something fishy going on, and he was eager to know the whole story of what happened.
Chen Zhuo glanced at the moonlight outside the window. At this time, most of the disciples in the sect had already rested. Outside, there was no other sound except the chirping of frogs and insects and the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind.
He did not continue to practice, but lay down directly and fell asleep.
But Chen Zhuo didn't notice that when he fell asleep, a figure was looking at him through the moonlight outside the window.
This figure seemed to have an extraordinary majesty. With her arrival, all the chirping of insects and frogs stopped, and everything was silent.
Under the dancing moonlight, the graceful figure can be vaguely seen.
It's a woman.
The pure purple dress outlines her perfect body, with graceful curves, which arouses endless reverie.
She was facing away from the moonlight, and although her face could not be clearly seen, she had a noble temperament, was majestic without being angry, and had a pure and ethereal aura.
A pair of eyes full of charm, shining with deep and charming brilliance, more beautiful than the stars in the sky.
Half a while.
She sighed softly as if she was expressing her love for him. It was just a sound, but it was like the sound of nature. It was hard to imagine what kind of charm this woman would have if she really spoke.