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Chapter 601 Cang Exhaustion Sect (for Subscription)
A handsome young man stood in the starry sky with his hands behind his back. Several figures flew from the west. The leading middle-aged man was slightly taken aback when he saw the man, and asked:

"Where's Yu Ting?"

"Dead." The young man said lightly, "The monks of the Three Immortal Realms are extremely cunning, they used their avatars to lure us away, and in the end I killed them with my Xuansu spear."

"Have you collected any useful information?"

"It's just an abandoned son who is destined to die, and he knows very little about the core secrets of the Three Immortals."

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a gloomy face:
"We searched all the way, but we were finally run away by those three guys. These people have weird cultivation bases, and they can forcefully deal with us at the mere Golden Core stage. I think they are the arrogance of the Three Immortals."

The young man said in a deep voice:
"It's not just Tianjiao, they beat the Nascent Soul stage in the sect competition, and they should be specially used to destroy our central Cangjie formation."

"It doesn't matter so much, let's go back and report first."

As the middle-aged man said, he patted the shoulder of the man in front of him, and a surge of majestic spiritual power rushed into the man's body extremely brutally.

The young man frowned slightly, but did not resist. After a while, the man withdrew his right hand and said apologetically:

"Ziying, don't blame senior brother for being careless. Over the years, the two worlds have often placed spies on each other. Now you are the only one coming back. Just to be on the safe side..."

"This is not an example." The young man interrupted coldly, turned around and flew towards the east.

When he walked away, one of the three said angrily:

"What the hell, don't you just have a good skin and the backing of a cursed woman, as for the arrogance?"

"If you were him, Custodian would be even more arrogant than him." Another companion teased.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man's face was ugly, "Eight Nascent Souls chased and killed four Golden Cores, and finally lost so many people, let's think about how to do business when we go back."

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The Cangjie Sect is the largest sect outside the territory, and the word "Cang" in the Yangcang Realm originated from this.

There are many sects in the Yangcang Realm, and the Cangjie Sect has been able to practice alone for thousands of years, all because of the close relationship between the sect and the Yanghuang clan.

Thousands of years ago, the Yangcang Realm was still in the era of separatist regimes, and the sects often fought for resources. After a generation of emperors gained the Tao, the endless disputes ended. Later, this realm was renamed "Yangcang" and established Cangcang. Exhausted.

In order to consolidate the imperial power, Emperor Yang made a decision that would affect the two worlds for thousands of years - to declare war on the Three Immortals.

I don't know how many people lost their lives in this battle. They intended to devote themselves to a war with no visible results, just because Sanxian Island has abundant aura and a better living environment, and they don't have to worry about fierce beasts that appear at any time.

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The Cangjie Sect is located in a rare place outside the region with abundant aura. Its area is not that vast, only the size of a country in the Three Immortals Realm.

Among them, the fairy mountain where the sect is located occupies half of the area, and the surrounding areas are common areas such as forests, lakes, and deserts. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

The periphery of the area is boundless black sand, just like the dead planets that Wang Gangquan and others saw along the way, lifeless.

Looking from the starry sky, this star with the same name as Zongmen has only a small part of emerald green, and the rest is full of darkness from which no light can escape.

A group of people returned from the void, passed through layers of checkpoints on the periphery of the planet, and finally arrived at the foot of Cangjiezong Mountain.

As the largest sect in the Yangcang Realm, Cangjue Sect's Xianshan Mountain is far higher than Lingyun and Yaci Mountains in height, only Zhongzhu Mountain, which is the gateway to Sanxian Island, can be compared with it.

The Immortal Mountain is majestic and majestic, and every ten steps there is a different kind of scenery, during which clear springs, strange stones, ancient trees and spiritual grass alternate, making people dazzled.

In the main hall at the top of the peak, four people knelt on one knee, and the leading man reported the experience of the trip in detail. The woman in front of her was dressed gracefully, beautifully and dignifiedly. After listening quietly, she nodded and said:

"Since the Three Immortals dared to send people, they must have made full preparations. You are not to blame for this matter."

"Thank you, lady." The four of them bowed their heads and replied in unison.

"You go down first, Ziying stays."

"Yes."

The three of them didn't dare to say anything, they stood up and bowed and retreated, leaving the handsome young man kneeling on the spot.

With no other people around, the woman stopped giving this apprentice face, frowned and said in a slightly stern tone:
"Do you know wrong?"

"I know I was wrong."

"The other party is really that powerful?"

"Returning to Master, the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator is no match for him at all. If it weren't for the Xuansu Spear bestowed by Master, the disciple would probably..."

"Take out the Xuansu gun."

"No... no more."

"Gone?!"

The woman stepped forward and looked at the other party with sharp eyes, but the latter did not dare to look up and let the master put the palm of his head on top of his head.

A faint light flashed, and a picture appeared in front of the woman's eyes:

A man in his twenties was pierced through the heart by a Xuansu gun. After a sneak attack with the spear, he tried to escape. The man endured the pain and grabbed the end of the gun with his backhand, allowing him to drag him forward.

Borrowing inertia, the other party went to Ziying, wanting to use his last breath to fight for death, but was slapped flying by Ziying's palm, and the palm landed on his forehead impartially, and the man immediately flew out with blood from all seven orifices, and just hit the ground when he landed. When they reached a crack, the whole person fell into it with the spear.

It was too late for Ziying to get the weapon. He stood by the crack and tried several times but failed to call back the magic weapon.

……

In the main hall, the man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear. Although the woman hated that iron could not be made into steel, she felt relieved after confirming that the apprentice had not been taken away, and she withdrew her right hand and said:

"In the future, put more heart into your practice, don't be lazy and slack because you have a bit of talent."

"Yes."

Ziying was full of guilt, and his face was a little hesitant when he got up. The woman knew what he was thinking, and said flatly:
"Princess, she has the amulet bestowed by the emperor, so it's fine."

"Thank you, Master.

By the way, according to what the three immortal monks said, Master Ganqiu was seen through his identity, which led to the exposure of Yang Cangjie's plan. The disciple was incompetent and failed to capture him to search for his soul. I don't know if this statement is true or not , but he did hold the spirit quenching sword of his uncle. "

A trace of melancholy flashed in the woman's eyes when she heard the words, she waved her hand and said:

"Understood, let's go out."

"Master..."

"Go."

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After leaving the main hall, Ziying walked all the way to his residence, and the monks greeted him proactively along the way, and he responded one by one.

When they arrived at a corner, someone just happened to walk over from the other side. Both of them were distracted, and they bumped into each other unprepared.

"Who, don't even look at the road? If you don't want your eyes, just feed them to the dogs!"

A shrill voice sounded, Ziying touched his chest, but did not reply, as if he was reminiscing about the soft bullet just now, this scene made the other party even more annoyed, he raised his head and was about to curse, when he found it was him, he reached his mouth The words were swallowed again.

"You came back alive?"

The woman didn't cut her hair on the sideburns, and she didn't wear her hair in a bun. She wanted to learn from a knight-errant and tied her jet-black hair behind her head. She was also wearing a nondescript black gold-patterned dress. She was dressed like a tomboy. She was the only daughter of the Emperor Yang. Yang Dingchun.

The man was taken aback when he saw the other party, then he showed a nice smile and said:

"Don't be too big or small, call me brother."

"You took the wrong medicine." There was a slight disgust in the woman's eyes.

The words were not speculative, and the man didn't want to have the same knowledge as her, so he smiled politely at the maid beside him, and walked away slowly.

When the man walked away, the maid whispered:
"Princess…"

"Huh?!" Yang Dingchun frowned.

"Young...young master, what happened to him?"

"Who knows, don't be scared stupid by the monks of the Three Immortals."

The maid glanced at her master, and boldly said:
"Today's Ziying Xianyou seems to be a little different. Usually, he is very attentive to you, young master, and you can't drive him away with a slap in the face. Now he left so easily. Could it be that he was taken away by someone? Bar?"

Yang Dingchun shook his head, "He just came down from the peak, if he is really taken away, it is impossible to escape the eyes of the master. Hey? No, you usually annoy him the most. Why do you suddenly care about him today? Could it be that he is here too? The age when you first fell in love?"

If an ordinary woman hears this kind of joke, even if she is not ashamed, she will stutter and be speechless, but the maid is an old lady over 100 years old after all, so she spat softly:

"Young master, everyone in the sect knows that Ziying's fairy friend is romantic, not to mention that he used to be a disciple of the third master and a good appearance to deceive female monks. Just the matter between him and Liu Meijiao, it took three days. I can't finish talking in three nights."

"What are you doing with that junk?" Yang Dingchun raised his eyebrows, as if he had a lot of trouble with that "Liu Meijiao".

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly poohed three times, and said with a smile:

"Mingzhi slipped his tongue for a while, please don't blame the young master. But the king and the head are very optimistic about Ziying, and now he insists that he has nothing to do with that... junk, just afraid that he will really be able to do it this time the spirit door is opened. What good luck do you get, if you propose marriage to Emperor Yang at that time..."

"Hmph, flies don't bite seamless eggs, and gossip is a bummer. How can he clear it up with a single sentence? Don't worry about the trip to the spiritual gate. For thousands of years, only one ancestor of my family has been recognized by the Holy Spirit. He is just a small child. How can a monk from a small family get such shit luck?"

"Shit luck..."

The maid was at a loss for words for a while, the master was good at everything, but he couldn't speak his head normally, didn't this remark scolded his own ancestors?
She didn't dare to correct him, so she just nodded and said yes, and said a few nice words, which straightened out the other party's temper.

……

Ziying returned to his residence and began to breathe. Although his injuries have recovered in a good way after the battle, some meridians in his body that were injured by the immortal Gu still need to be sorted out slowly.

Just after sitting in meditation for an hour, a charming voice sounded from outside the house:
"Is little brother Ziying at home?"

The man opened his eyes, and there was a strange look on his handsome face. He got up and opened the door, and smelled his scent first if he didn't see him.

An elegant fragrance of orchid rushed straight into his nostrils, and the man couldn't help but feel a burst of heat, which seemed to be the instinct of the body and was completely out of his control.

Forcibly suppressing this restlessness, the man raised his eyes and said with a refined smile:
"I don't know if Sister Liu is coming, I'm not far away to welcome you."

"Yo, my brother went out for a trip, and he became more polite when he came back. Did he hook up with a new girl again?"

At first glance, the woman at the door does not have exquisite facial features, but she belongs to the type that looks more pleasing to the eye. In addition, she is wearing a bold purple tulle, and only the key parts are thickened, which attracts infinite reverie. It can be said that she has accurately grasped the man's heart .

As the woman spoke, her green fingers brushed across the young man's chest, she shook the scarf on her slender arms and was about to enter the house.

Unexpectedly, the usually anxious man got serious today, his body was as motionless as a piece of wood, and he said:
"In order not to spoil my sister's innocence with gossip in the sect, if you have something to say, just say it outside."

"Oh? Brother Ziying wants to change things up today?"

The charming woman's eyebrows were full of smiles, and she looked at the "fake and prudish" man in front of her with great interest. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and finally found that there was no lust in his eyes.

The woman seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and Liu Mei twisted and said:

"Okay, you are Ziying, you will turn your face when you lift your pants, right? Don't you really think that you can climb up to that little girl Yang Dingchun, and want to kick my old lady away?

To tell you the truth, the Cangjie sect who wants to climb the old woman's embroidered bed can line up from here to the foot of the mountain, what do you think you are?I've seen people who eat bran-swallowed vegetables without oil and water and want to make their mouths smelly, but it's the first time I've seen people who eat them the other way around. "

Liu Meijiao's voice quickly attracted many monks to watch the scene. The Cangjue Sect had a broken shoe that could not be moved on the stage, and now this coquettishly dressed Liu Meizi could take over Eight Dou.

Although the things that happened to her were no longer tasteful, everyone still chose to stop and watch, most of them were to see how the "young talent" would embarrass his master.

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Facing the woman's fury, the handsome man never retaliated. After Liu Meijiao was exhausted from scolding, he took out a silver and white cloak from the storage bag, gently put it on and fastened it, and carefully processed the folds while saying:
"Senior Sister Liu, Ziying went up to the mountain when she was eight years old. It was Senior Sister who took my hand to visit Master. At that time, Ziying thought that Senior Sister was the most gentle and beautiful woman in the world.

The incident a hundred years ago was not your fault. The sect's unfair treatment chilled the heart of the senior sister. These others don't know, belittle and ridicule you, but the senior sister can't ruin herself because of other people's faults.

Ziying was ignorant before, just like outsiders, she was deceived by lard, she forgot the kindness of Senior Sister Liu in the past, and classified you as that kind of woman. Senior sister felt a little bit more bitter than Huanglian.

The past cannot be redeemed, Senior Sister Wanwang can regain her strength and become that gentle and kind woman, Ziying will never forget the dewy love between you and me, but compared to this, I hope that Senior Sister can love herself, Once again become the flawless moonlight in the hearts of the younger generation.

No matter what others say in the future, in Ziying's heart, you will always be the good senior sister who led me up the mountain to guide my practice. "

After the young man finished speaking, the woman in front of him was covered with tears. In the past hundred years, she had never shed a single tear. Even if she knew that others insulted her in private, she would just laugh it off.

Her heart has long been dead, and everything she does is neither for physical selfishness nor for spiritual satisfaction, but for revenge.

Ziying is right, no matter how much she takes revenge, she is just ruining herself, that person has never looked at herself seriously, so how can she care if she is a scum or a clean woman from a good family.

The people around her kept changing, but no one understood her sufferings. The words they talked on the pillow were so sweet, and the ridicule after getting out of bed was so harsh. But today, she once again experienced the long-lost warmth.

Liu Meijiao took a step forward and fell into Ziying's arms, crying hoarsely regardless of other people's attention, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances of these years.

The woman was tired from crying, so she fell asleep in the other's arms, and a soft voice came from her ear:

"Senior Sister Liu, I assure you that no one who loses to you will be able to escape."

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(End of this chapter)