OBS Chapter 180 Uncle: There are always people who want to kidnap my nephew
Chapter 180 Uncle: There are always people who want to kidnap my nephew
Qin Muyue used his points to exchange for a bunch of medicinal herbs from the divine realm, returned to Qingxin Courtyard on Wuji Peak, hung up a sign saying he was in seclusion, took out the Shennong Ding and began to make pills.
When the sect master returned to his bedroom at night, he looked around but did not see the familiar figure on the Dihun Jade Bed.
The bedroom was still as clean as before, and Qin Muyue's scent seemed to still linger in the air, but the warmth and vitality were gone.
A sense of loss surged in his heart, and the loneliness and coldness of Wuji Peak still lingered in the white air he exhaled.
He sighed softly, walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the fresh air flow into the room, but he felt a dull pain in his chest.
The scenery outside the window is like a curtain of pine wind, with countless mountains and mist.
Xie Yuchen had no mood to appreciate it. His brows were slightly furrowed. He knew that he should not have such emotions. As the sect leader, he should remain calm and rational.
But once you get involved in emotions, sometimes you can't get rid of them.
Xie Yuchen's spiritual consciousness spread to the entire Wuji Peak, and he found a sign hanging on Qingxin Courtyard saying "Retreat, Do Not Disturb".
His consciousness retreated back into his mind with a slight sense of loss.
Xie Yuchen turned around and went back to the table, picked up the pen, and spread out the rice paper to practice calligraphy.
But every time he looked up and saw the spot by the bed where the girl often sat, the feeling of emptiness in his heart would come back to him.
He shook his head slightly and smiled at himself. In the past, he, Xiu Wuqing, lived like grass or trees, but now he is becoming more and more like a human.
The sun rose and the moon set several times, and the immortal boats from the five sects stopped on the platform of the Golden Light Hall one after another.
The immortal boats of the Yiyin Sect, the Wanjian Sect, the Sanxiu League, the Wanfo Sect, and the Chifu Sect each have their own characteristics and exude a jeweled aura.
Ye Yinghuo watched his two apprentices being lifted into wheelchairs, and a feeling of disappointment welled up in his heart.
She knew that the dream world contained human weaknesses, but she didn't expect that both of her disciples would fall into nightmares. This reduced her expectations of becoming the best in the world.
The Buddhist disciple Xiluo also got off the immortal boat of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and found Ye Yinghuo nearby. Xiluo bowed to Ye Yinghuo and said gently: "I am honored to meet the Immortal Master Ye."
Ye Yinghuo clasped her fists in return. She was as calm as a chrysanthemum and loved being admired by everyone. Seeing Xiluo being so understanding, she said with a hint of joy, "Did you come here because the previous disciple Yi Xuanji was also trapped in a nightmare?"
"That's right. If Brother Yi doesn't break free from the nightmare, his life might be in danger." Xiluo glanced worriedly at the several senior officials lying in the mechanic's wheelchair.
"Hey, everyone is like that. I didn't expect to trouble the number one righteous man, Qin Muyue, again." Ye Yinghuo waved his hand. In a good mood, he did not hesitate to gild Qin Muyue's reputation.
"This so-called number one person in the righteous path, Fellow Daoist Qin Muyue, is a position that is worthy of the effort and ability." Xiluo also joined the group of praisers.
Sect Master Xie Yuchen stood on the steps of the Golden Light Hall, his eyes sweeping across the immortal boats of the five sects, his face expressionless.
These sects had already talked to him about this in the Wanli Communication, and he also notified Qin Muyue to relieve the nightmares of these people, and the resources used by these sects in exchange were also given to her.
Just send the person over. If you can't cure him, don't try to blackmail his nephew.
Sect Master Xie could easily notice the smug look on Ye Yinghuo's face. Ye Yinghuo, nicknamed the Vinegar Immortal in Jianghu, must have taken the opportunity to inquire about Jun Yuzheng's "injury". He must keep a close eye on this woman.
He walked down the steps slowly, came in front of Ye Yinghuo and Xiluo, and said calmly: "Ye Xianzun, Xiluo Buddhist, you two have come from afar and have worked hard. Qin Muyue has received the news, and she will deal with this matter as soon as possible after her retreat."
A gleam of brilliance flashed in Ye Yinghuo's eyes: "Thank you, Sect Master. We naturally understand that Qin Xiaoyou is busy. Why don't you let me catch up with Fu Guang Xian Zun while we are waiting?"
Xie Yuchen's biggest headache had come. He said in a cold and hard tone, "Immortal Master Ye, Immortal Master is in retreat now, and it is not appropriate to disturb him. However, he has left instructions. Once Ghost Dragon Master comes out of retreat, he will take action as soon as possible."
"Fast, how fast?" Ye Yinghuo's tone became more assertive, his cold eyes flashing with mockery.
Xie Yuchen's forehead twitched. He was skeptical about the rumor that Jun Yuzheng's meridians were completely broken and his cultivation was sealed.
"Since Immortal Venerable Ye is so curious, our sect will write a letter and ask you to visit us at Tianjian Peak. But whether or not Senior Brother wants to meet the Immortal Venerable depends on his mood." So there was no guilt in his tone at this moment.
Seeing that Sect Master Xie Yuchen was so confident and that the initial probing still yielded no results, Ye Yinghuo put away her frivolous attitude and clasped her fists, saying, "In that case, please inform Tianjian Peak."
After saying that, Ye Yinghuo flew towards Tianjian Peak on his sword.
Xie Yuchen sighed. Fairy Ye was indeed a cultivator as poisonous as a venomous snake. As long as there was a slight possibility of surpassing Jun Yuzheng, she would always be ready to take action.
He turned to look at the Buddhist, only to see the young woman with her hands clasped together, her pair of compassionate eyes as clear as glass.
"Amitabha, I think Qin Muyue and I are destined to be together."
Xie Yuchen's face darkened, suspecting that she wanted to abduct his nephew, but Xiluo said again.
"When Fellow Daoist Qin comes out of retreat, I want to hit it off with her. I wonder if Sect Master can help introduce her to me."
Xie Yuchen's icy expression cracked slightly. The rumor that the new Buddhist disciple likes to say shocking things turned out to be true.
"Of course. Fuzi and Qin Muyue are two beauties in the fairy forest. It's natural for them to interact more often." The thing that Sect Master Xie was most satisfied with was that Xiluo was a woman, unlike the restless male cultivator from the Wanjian Sect.
On the other side, the search for the retreat sign in Qingxinyuan took off in an instant.
It fell on the girl's hand. She stretched and yawned as she said, "The elixir is finally ready. This Six Realms Herbal Compendium Notes looks really good for sleep. I almost became a sleep god."
[If I hadn’t remembered to wake up Daozu, I wouldn’t have learned anything from this medicine book]
【It is still more important to deliver medicine】
Jun Yuzheng's situation was not optimistic. She did not stay for long and flew directly to Tianjian Peak on her sword.
Tianjian Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, as if isolating it from the hustle and bustle of the world.
Qin Muyue landed in front of the Cuiyu Palace, took a deep breath, and then slowly pushed open the door.
Inside the bedroom, Jun Yuzheng was meditating on the snow-white Eternal Time Sand, his face pale. His immortal power suddenly exploded again as he fought against the evil blood curse, injuring one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of his own.
The injuries left by the outsiders can only be healed bit by bit in this way.
A piece of vermilion spilled on the sand, and the bloodstains on the snow-white gravel dried and weathered quickly.
His face was as cold and pure as ice, his complexion was so pale that it seemed almost transparent, and there was blood on his thin lips that spread all the way down to his jaw.
He raised a handful of snow-like gravel and let it slip through his fingers. The sound of ice and jade colliding was bitter. "Yue'er... Your teacher... misses you again."
As soon as Qin Muyue arrived, she saw blood holes bursting out of several of her master's meridians. She gently walked to Jun Yuzheng's side, looking at his brows slightly furrowed in pain, and a deep feeling of pity welled up in her heart.