Moon Emperor

Chapter 350 Goodbye to the Empress
In the Yaoyue Palace, Su Wen was sitting cross-legged on a soft and comfortable agarwood bed. While looking at the image in the floor-length mirror in front of the bed, she stretched out her right hand to hold it.

Her expression was solemn and her tone was solemn, "Ananda, all of them will repay their old debts by drying up their karma."

What was shown in the mirror was a big golden hand holding a bronze coffin, with a scene of red lotus fire blooming in the coffin.

Huan'er beside the bed couldn't help reaching out to cover his eyes, and couldn't bear to continue watching.

To be honest, every time she saw her palace master, she was so embarrassed that her toes were digging into the ground with such a serious imitation.

Fortunately no outsiders saw this, otherwise she would be ashamed to admit that she is a disciple of Yaoyue Palace.

In fact, in Huan'er's opinion, this kind of behavior is just like that of a child. It's too childish and I don't know how to put it. It's not something an adult can do anyway.

If Su Yan were here, he would probably be described as "Second Grade Two".

Su Wen didn't seem to notice anything. After imitating this paragraph, she put down her hands excitedly and asked Huan'er, "How is it, how is it? Does it taste a little like that?"

"Tell me, next time I perform for Su Yan, will he praise me?"

"I'm afraid he can't help but hit you with a pillow to make you stop." Huan'er complained silently.

Now Su Wen disagreed. She snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense. Do you think everyone is as rigid as you?"

Huan'er quickly changed the subject, "Palace Master, why do you want to find Tianrenbao Pavilion to spread this image."

Su Wen asked in confusion, "Is it possible to use the name of Yaoyue Palace? Please don't be stupid, okay? This is not conducive to us maintaining a mysterious image in front of the world. We are one of the three secret realms."

Huan'er resisted the thought of strangling the palace master, and she corrected: "What I asked is why should it be spread?"

"I want to share with everyone in the world how powerful my man is!"

When Su Wen said this, he was so proud that he almost put his hands on his hips.

"Ah..." Huan'er couldn't help reminding, "That one didn't admit that you have any relationship."

"And in the eyes of the world, at most they only know that the Palace Master once looked for Mr. Su in the East China Sea. They don't even know whether you last met."

"It's okay, the relationship will be officially confirmed soon. I will let Su Yan tell the world in person: Today we are officially a Taoist couple!" Su Wen said very seriously.

Huan'er really didn't know where her palace master's confidence came from. Seeing that she was in high spirits, he didn't dare to attack her. He just asked her to plan when to see her next time.

Qingcheng Palace, Baoxian Nine Chamber Heaven, on the Tianxiang Peak, among the peach blossom forests.

A bright-looking girl wearing a red skirt was staring blankly at a short sword about two feet long with a pink sheath in her hand.

On her shoulder stood a ferret with no trace of color on its body, holding a nut and gnawing on it.

This person is none other than Zhao Yan'er, a disciple of the Tianxiang lineage. She finished practicing her sword today and when she sheathed the sword, she seemed to have remembered some past events.

"Junior sister, why are you standing here? Master is looking for you." Senior sister Ningying's voice came from far away from the horizon.

Zhao Yaner suddenly came to her senses. She raised her head and responded, "I know, I'll go over now."

On the other side, on the Qisha Peak, two beautiful women with different temperaments, who are as graceful as immortals, are practicing with swords in the bamboo forest.

One of them is dressed in purple, one is dressed in light blue; one has innocent eyes; the other is cold and ruthless.

The two envoys both used the Dragon Sword Jue in the "Shang Qing Long Shu Jing", but with the light of the sword and the fluttering of the clothes, they still showed two different personal characteristics.

One is light and airy without vulgarity; the other is cold and fierce with murderous intent, but they are evenly matched in fights, and there is still no winner after more than a thousand moves.

Finally, after a "Ding~!" exchange of moves, the two men sheathed their swords at the same time, stepped back, and saluted to signify the end of their sword practice.

The one in purple was none other than Yourong. She smiled and said to Xie Bingxin: "Senior sister has made great progress in her swordsmanship since she came back from the battle in the East China Sea."

Xie Bingxin, who had a hint of blue in her pupils, sighed softly when she heard this.

"It's just that I deeply feel my own powerlessness. Although you and I are called the most outstanding genius disciples of Qingcheng Palace today, in this world of cultivation, we are still just small players who cannot influence the overall situation."

"Senior sister, there is no need to belittle yourself. Your cultivation time is still short. Now your cultivation level is approaching the fifth level, and you will soon be able to form a Nascent Soul. Not to mention that there are really few people in the cultivation world who can compare with you. Even if you look back at the past, you can be considered a leader. A genius among geniuses.”

Xie Bingxin put her sword behind her back, looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "What level of cultivation should Su Yan be at now?"

Hearing this long-lost name, Yourong touched his chin and thought for a moment, "Normally speaking, he should have just formed the elixir not long ago. But, everyone says he is the reincarnation of an immortal or a bodhisattva. I don't think we need to go and talk to him. Does he compare?"

"I suddenly felt a little regretful. When he was in Qingcheng Palace, I didn't have any encounter with such a strong man. The only time I met him was when he left the sect and came down the mountain."

Yourong could hear what the other party meant. She just smiled and said: "At that time, I didn't think Su Yan was any special strong person. I just thought he worked very hard in order to survive and become stronger. And work hard.”

"If you had known him at that time, you might have been disappointed instead. After all, your cultivation bases were not on par at the time, and it would be meaningless to find him as your opponent."

Xie Bingxin was silent for a moment, then asked: "Do you think he will come back to Qingcheng Palace?"

Yourong thought for a while, "I don't know, in the last few days, everyone seems to have started discussing about Su Yan again, saying that he defeated Mozong Yunyun at Shuiyue Jianzhai."

"Even my master said that Su Yan has near-immortal-level combat power in a short period of time and should never be underestimated."

When Xie Bingxin heard the word "near immortal", she felt that sense of powerlessness again.

She herself knew very well that Su Yan's situation was caused by a special situation in his previous life. If ordinary people compared him with him, wouldn't they be asking for depression?

But she always couldn't help but think about it: when she was on the East China Sea, when she encountered the monks from Moran Palace who bullied the younger ones, if Su Yan had been in her position, would everything have been different?

Xie Bingxin took a deep breath, "I understand, my master also said that I like to get into trouble."

"I hope Su Yan will come back to Qingcheng Palace again. I want to have a competition with him. If the realms of both sides are not equal, try to suppress them to the same realm."

"I have competed against geniuses of the same generation as Lian Canghe, Li Xuanji, Zhang Zhiyan, etc. Su Yan is considered to be of the same generation as us, right? If I haven't competed with him once, I always feel a little unwilling." Yourong nodded, " Master Gu is still here, and he should come back when he has time; if he hasn't forgotten who I am by then, I'll go and talk to you, he's very easy to talk to."

"Well, thank you very much."

In Shuiyuejianzhai, Su Yan naturally didn't know what happened to Qingcheng Palace thousands of miles away, but he really wanted to go back and have a look recently. To be precise, he felt a little nostalgic.

After all, for him, it was the place where he had been seeking Taoism for seven years, so it could barely be regarded as half of his sect.

Not to mention that most people in Qingcheng Palace had a good attitude towards him. He even forgot the names of the disciples who made trouble back then. Instead, the names of a few people kept lingering in his mind.

Except for Gu Ningfeng, who treats me like a mentor, the other most important people are actually women:
Yuzhen, Zhao Yaner, Yourong.
Su Yan couldn't help but start to think seriously about what attitude he would have to face them if he went back.

As I said last time, in Su Yan's vision, the day when he returns to Qingcheng Palace is when he officially announces the relationship between him and Yuzhen in front of everyone.

At that time, Su Yan was not sure whether this matter would be possible, but now he was somewhat sure of persuading the teachers, as long as Yuzhen herself did not object.

Along the way, he has never forgotten this real person. Perhaps it was because of the life-and-death experience he had in the Arctic Sky Candle Realm that he never forgot it.

For him now, the three women he remembers most are: Yuzhen, Qilonghuang, and Suwen.

Although Su Yan was also surprised as to why Su Wen was ranked among them, even the two women who had recently had an intimate relationship were not as good as her.

It may have something to do with her original confession, especially the details he heard and saw when inviting the Moon Palace, which still left a deep impression on him to this day.

Taking a closer look, there were too many women involved along the way. Su Yan vowed to change his mind from now on!Otherwise, if he makes so many women sad for nothing, what is the difference between him and a scumbag?No, he’s just a scumbag!

Thinking about the next meeting with Qilonghuang, Su Yan had a headache again. He should talk to her first, and then go to Qingcheng Palace.

Finally, Su Yan has not forgotten that there is a dangerous Jingtian Sect ruins over there, which has not yet been solved.

At that time, we need to discuss this matter in detail with the headmaster, and then go in with them to clean the ruins thoroughly, and see if there is any way to solve this hidden danger once and for all.

Having made up his mind, Su Yan is ready to leave Jianzhai.

In the past few days, people in Jianzhai have pampered little nun Xinyuan like a little princess. Anyway, Su Yan is very happy to see her. She is so happy that she doesn’t miss Shu. Oh no, she is too happy to think about Wuxiang nunnery, so let her stay in Just stay here.

In addition, yesterday there was a female disciple named [Lu Luo] who mustered up the courage to secretly come to Su Yan to ask something.

She said she didn't know why, and she had a psychological shadow on the owner, but she didn't know what the problem was, so she had been very troubled in recent years and delayed her cultivation.

Su Yan asked Ming Yun privately and asked about it, and then he found out what happened that year.

Then he couldn't help being speechless, and just asked Mingyun to return Luluo's memory to her, and also asked Mingyun to comfort the little girl. It was just a trivial matter, so don't bring out the inner demons.

Of course, this is no small matter for Lu Luo, otherwise she wouldn't have come to disturb the Bodhisattva's spiritual practice under huge pressure.

A few days later, Su Yan, who once again set foot in Luoyang, the ancient capital of thousands of years, was dressed as a Taoist priest in green clothes and carrying a sword box, just like when he came down from the Qingcheng Palace.

Qilonghuang quickly noticed his arrival, and she didn't know how she noticed it. She had obviously been carrying the Gua Xian Gua Pan Su Yan with her.

The person who came to pick him up was an old acquaintance, Xu Yan, who was wearing a red Feiyan suit, a guard, a black turban, and a knife at his waist.

Xu Geling of the Plum Blossom Internal Guard drove a carriage here very low-key. Su Yan happened to be buying candied haws on the street, so he bought an extra bunch for her, and then took the initiative to get into the carriage.

Listening to the "chirping" sound of the wooden wheels of the carriage turning in his ears, and feeling the slightly shaking carriage beneath him, Su Yan suddenly remembered that night, and couldn't help but smile.
It was quiet along the way, because Xu Yan would not take the initiative to talk, and Su Yan was also thinking about something.

After sending the person to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Xu Yan called out all the maids and eunuchs inside, and stood guard at the door by herself so that no one would disturb her.

Today, Qilonghuang is wearing a red sky-high crown costume. Although she tends to dress neutrally, her charming face and noble and dignified temperament still make her look extremely charming.

Sensing Su Yan's arrival, Qilonghuang, who was reading behind the desk, raised her head.

The two stared at each other for a while, then suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

Qi Longhuang got up and walked over, Su Yan couldn't help hugging her, buried her head on the side of her neck, breathing in the reassuring fragrance of her body.

Qilonghuang patted Su Yan's back gently, as if coaxing a child, because she found that sometimes this man did show special attachment to her.

After a while, Su Yan let go of the other party, held her hand affectionately, walked to the soft bed and sat down.

"How did you know I was coming?"

Qilonghuang raised Su Yan's hand and gently bit his finger, "On the one hand, we have truly been united. I will always remember your scent."

"On the other hand, I am now more and more proficient in the use of human luck. The entire imperial capital is like an extension of my palm. Think about it, you have crawled into the palm of my hand. Do I still not know where you are?"

Su Yan was a little surprised. In theory, his breath would not be leaked at all, including smell; maybe the "smell" Qilonghuang mentioned was a deeper, spiritual sense.

"Then what level of martial arts cultivation are you at now?" He remembered that when he left Luoyang, Qilonghuang was still in the sixth level.

"We are approaching the seventh realm infinitely. After getting rid of the emperor's uncle, conquering the aristocratic family, and completely controlling the Chu Dynasty, I have vaguely touched that level."

"In recent years, I feel more and more that I only need an opportunity to step into the realm of [Martial Dao Tongshen]." Qi Longhuang's tone was full of confidence.

Su Yan couldn't help but nod. He knew that the martial arts became more and more difficult as he progressed. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there is not one in a million, or even one in a million, warriors who can break through to the seventh level.

In the past, Su Wenyuan, the emperor's uncle Qi Yanwu, was that kind of pure martial arts genius; besides Qi Longhuang's own talent, the blessing of human luck is also an important factor.

Even if Qi Longhuang's dream can be realized, Su Yan has no doubt that she will have the combat power of the ninth level, and even exaggerates.

Because she can also temporarily borrow human luck to bless herself on the original basis. This is the luck of the entire human race, not just one country.

(End of this chapter)