In the fairy sound of Ye Chan's palace, Liu Xiwan woke up in the pure white heart lake.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes open, blinked, and looked forward after she woke up, then stared wide.

Liu Xiwan wanted to exclaim, but then quickly covered her mouth with an expectant look on her face.

She watched Ning Changjiu's hand gently wrap around Master's waist, and then slid down little by little...

Liu Xiwan held her breath. She thought that with her master's cold temperament, she would definitely beat Feining for a long time, but to her shock, Ye Changong scolded her gently, there was no extra movement.

Liu Xiwan thought they must have not discovered themselves, and were looking forward to Ning Changjiu's next move. She only regretted that there was no pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, otherwise she would have to draw it and revise it into a book to circulate it with her sisters privately...

It was also at this moment that two fires lit out of thin air outside the Taoist temple.

One before and one after.

It was Zhao Xianger and Zhuque.

Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong separated like lightning.

Zhao Xianger looked at them, looked at the wedding letter in Ye Changong's hand, and finally looked at Ning Changjiu, with a majestic and unpredictable look.

Ning Changjiu felt like he was being caught and raped. He looked at Xiang'er standing there differently, cold as an iceberg, and felt that he should go out to pick her up, but he still had the tenderness of his master in his arms, and he felt sad, and he was in a dilemma.

"snort--"

Zhao Xianger snorted lightly, still standing still.

Liu Xiwan was even more excited. She tugged her hands tightly, hoping that Xiang'er and his master would fight, tsk... I see who your ruthless Ning Changji will help!

This tense moment seemed long every breath.

Ning couldn't resist Xiang'er's pressure for a long time and was finally about to take a step, it was Zhuque who interrupted the embarrassing situation.

The dignified woman crossed the threshold casually without seeing any life. She looked around in the house and smiled and said, "Immortal Lord, don't be safe. How could you become such a small and lovely person after all these things that have not been seen?"

Ye Changong looked at her calmly.

Zhuque's identity is complicated for them. She killed Xihe's first life, but it also allowed Xiang'er to be the current one to be Susheng. She once helped Ye Changong kill Fengfu together, and also tried to betray him in this battle. Now, the twelve gods have been killed almost all, and she should be the most unrestrained god of freedom here.

Zhuque should be satisfied if he can survive such a battle situation, but Ye Changong could clearly see that there was a faint confusion in her eyes.

Zhuque's words made the atmosphere a little relaxed, and Zhao Xianger also gently crossed the threshold. Without even looking at Ning Changjiu, she came straight to Ye Chan Palace. The girl who looked like a god of killing actually blessed her lower body obediently and called out to Master softly.

Love rivals in the past life, masters and apprentices in this life, and sisters in the future...

When they thought of their strange relationship, Liu Xiwan's fingers turned white, and the joy was beyond words, and the pure white heart lake was even more rippling.

"Is this my son-in-law?"

Zhuque looked at Ning Changjiu and said with a smile: "Sword Killing the God Lord, Blade the Dark Lord... Haha, I really chose a good husband for Xiang'er."

Ning looked at her for a long time and didn't know what to say about this crazy woman.

He ignored her words and came to Zhao Xianger, gently held her hand and said, "Thank you for eight years after separation."

Zhao Xianger said lightly: "Where is the hard work of Ning Dajianxian?"

Ning Changjiu tidied up her clothes and hair, gently pushed the girl to sit down and make tea for her.

Zhao Xianger looked at the wedding letter and said, "Has my trip disturbed your good things?"

"How could that happen?" Ning Changjiu said: "Of course I am looking forward to Xiang'er coming."

Zhao Xianger said, "Since you are awake, why don't you know how to prepare a book to report my safety?"

Ning Chang's expression did not change: "I just woke up and was about to look for my master to ask for a letter to write."

Zhao Xianger frowned and looked at his slightly pale face, believing and skeptical.

She took the teacup and gently blew the heat floating on the water.

Ning Changjiu sat down calmly, looked at her little face that was not angry and powerful, and said, "Why is my little phoenix so depressed? Shouldn't we be better than the newlyweds after a long separation?"

Little Phoenix... Zhao Xianger's eyes were faint, "The newlyweds... I'm afraid it's not my newlyweds."

Ning Changjiu said: "My master and I..."

Zhao Xianger interrupted: "It's good to be honest. She was your little lover in her previous life, and with eight years of immortality... I can understand."

Ning Changjiu was about to praise Xianger for being caring, but Zhao Xianger said coldly again: "It's understandable that it doesn't mean that you will be let go. If you dare to make a mistake, I might as well help you to rebirth."

Ning had been used to Xiang'er's fierce look for a long time and nodded sincerely.

He roughly talked about his time with his master for eight years.

Zhao Xianger frowned and didn't believe it, "Your eight years... are so clear and slim?"

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "Who do you think of your husband in your heart?"

Zhao Xianger said, "You are not lying to me again, are you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "Master can learn from it."

Zhao Xianger stared at his eyes for a while, then quietly took out a feather, "This is the phoenix feather I picked from the nine heavens. I will use it when I get married tonight. I want to check it. If you are brand new, I will ask you."

Ning Changjiu widened his eyes and thought to himself that everyone is more respectful than him in their daily life, so why do they deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors even more than themselves?

"Xiang'er, why are you..." Ning Changjiu looked at her innocent face and could not hide his shock.

"Me too?" Zhao Xianger looked fierce and keenly caught the logical loophole: "Didn't you just say that you just woke up?"

Ning Changjiu felt shocked and speechless.

"Okay, I dare to lie to me again!"

Zhao Xianger pursed her thin lips, and the teacup in her hand instantly turned into powder.

A hunt was unfolding within the unpredictable.

Zhuque looked at them and said, "You master don't know how to stop it?"

Ye Changong looked at Ning Changjiu who was fleeing in a panic and said, "He is awake today, and the bento is moving his muscles and bones."

Zhuque smiled and said, "You seem to have changed a lot, too."

“Is there any?”

"have."

"The enemy has gone, and my mood will always change. I am thinking about what I should do in the future recently." Ye Changong said.

"What's the future..." Zhuque was a little confused again.

Ye Changong asked: "What do you want to do in the future?"

Zhuque said: "My original ideal was to kill my body, reach a new realm with spiritual state, fly out of this world, and go to a wider world. But now, all the ascenators can leave, and my ideal seems not that special..."

"Ideals do not have to be special to appear precious." Ye Changong said softly.

Zhuque gently shook his wide red sleeves and looked at the night sky. After a long time, she said, "On the way with Xiang'er, we passed by a village where the village was repairing the house. A pair of little boys and little girls, whether they were brothers and sisters or siblings, they ran around a newly built earthen house, singing and dancing, and they were very happy... In my opinion, they just built a cage for themselves."

"A cage that can shelter from wind and rain is home." Ye Changong said.

Zhuque said: "I also saw many people with pale faces and skinny faces. They were enslaved and oppressed. They worked countless hard work every day, but they could not get any reward... There is actually no difference between the Dark Lord and the Absence of Many Mortals."

Ye Changong said: "This is also what we will change in the future."

Zhuque chuckled and asked, "How long will it take to change?"

Ye Changong said: "This is something that takes time and cannot be decided by just one word."

"Hehe..." Zhuque smiled more and more vigorously, "I just thought, what you are pursuing is the future of mankind, what I am pursuing is the unrestrainedness of individuals, but in the end, you just got freedom for the cultivator, and my body is unrestrained, and the heart of Tao is unknowingly covered with dust."

"The road is already dangerous, rugged and high mountains." Ye Changong said: "Our future is still long, you don't have to be so pessimistic."

Zhuque walked out the door and looked at the Moon of Fire Spirit transformed into Thunder Ball in the sky, and was ecstatic for a long time.

"Do you have any ideas?" Ye Changong asked.

"I don't want to leave anymore," said Zhuque.

"I don't want to leave...what do you want to do?" Ye Changong asked.

Zhuque said: "I want to create a world without bullying and oppression, so that all living beings can find freedom here, and all spirits will be free, and this... is my new way."

...

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When Ning Changjiu returned to the Taoist temple, the Vermilion Bird had already left. Ye Chan Palace sat alone among the white veils, and the fairy shadow was faintly clear.

Ye Changong looked back gently.

Ning Changjiu walked to her and said, "Master has been waiting for a long time."

"It's okay." Ye Changong said: "I've been waiting for four thousand years, and it's not too late."

As she said that, she glanced out the door and said, "Aren't they coming?"

Ning Changjiu nodded: "Maybe everyone... take care of the face of Master."

"They are too worried." Ye Changong said.

Ning looked at the usual Taoist palace for a long time and looked at the moving white veil. Although there was no wedding atmosphere, Ye Changong stood beside him, which made him feel speechless tranquility.
To be continued...