So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

There are nine peaks in the Liangyi Sect, and each peak is guarded by a leader with countless disciples.

Among the nine peaks, the tenth peak is the steepest and most dangerous.

The peak of the tenth peak is filled with fairy spirit. In the back mountain, a pavilion is built against the mountain. Directly opposite is a flower field. In addition, a lush green bamboo forest stands under the sky, as if it reaches the sky.

Rumor has it that this tenth peak is the place where the leader of the Liangyi Sect goes into seclusion and practice, and this unique elegant pavilion was built for her.

The reason why it is said to be a rumor is because most of the sect disciples have never seen the legendary empress. Except for the secluded disciples of the sect master, no disciples can approach this place.

But... this is actually not a rumor.

In a simple and clean elegant pavilion, a veiled woman is sitting in front of a pavilion, looking a little absent-minded.

She was wearing a moon-white dress, with a curvaceous figure, and a pair of cold eyes without any impurities, like a lotus flower, beautiful but hard to get close to.

Even though she is covered with a layer of tulle, just seeing such graceful curves, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of charming appearance the woman will have after taking off the tulle.

"Master, my disciple has something to report." Lan Mulian spoke softly, and even her voice was as cold and cold as her temperament.

Not far from Lan Mulian stood a woman wearing a long black dress. The night wind blew her dress back, her skirt was close to her plump chest, and her hair was simply held back with a hosta. Even though she was dressed simply, she still couldn't conceal her magnificent temperament.

Seeing that the sect master did not speak, Lan Mulian was silent for a moment, and then sighed quietly:

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, so I won't bother Master."

Before entering the realm of returning to the virtual world... As expected, he still wouldn't leave the sect.

After saying that, Lan Mulian turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, the woman said: "You want to go down the mountain to relax. Is it related to the paper cranes you have received these days?"

Lan Mulian was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and slowly turned his head to look at his master.

"Master, do you even know this little thing?" Lan Mulian asked softly.

Her voice was still calm, but for some reason, it seemed to be mixed with a trace of emotion that she had never had before.

I didn't expect that the sect master who was telling others about Zhihe this time knew about it... Obviously for the master, this should be just a trivial matter.

"Every day paper cranes fly to the back mountain, even a fool would know it." The sect leader looked sideways, and it was only then that he saw her face clearly.

Her black hair is spread to her waist, and her sideburns fall down on her classic and delicate face. Viewed from the side, she has a pure and flawless three-dimensional look.

The sect leader sat down at the tea table beside him, with his slender legs crossed and his chin propped up as he looked at his disciple.

His slender, green-green fingertips were tapping the table, and his other hand was supporting his chin. His eyes did not show much majesty, as if he was thinking about something.

"Is it a Taoist companion?" the sect leader asked.

Lan Mulian shook his head gently: "It's just that my disciple threw down a paper crane before, and then the paper crane seemed to be picked up by someone. After that, he had a few words with the other party in his spare time, but he was not a Taoist monk."

"But it seems that I haven't received any paper cranes in the past two days?"

Lan Mulian pursed her lips, lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Maybe I am busy with other things and have no time to reply."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly seemed to feel something, and turned her head to look outside the Accord.

She could feel that her "magic weapon" was returning to her.

"It looks like your paper crane is back."

When the sect leader spoke, his beautiful eyes casually glanced in a certain direction outside.

...a natural furnace.

If I become a sect disciple in the future, I am afraid that I will be beaten to death by those female elders.

The sect master shook his head slowly, brewed a pot of tea, picked up a sunspot on his fingertips, and played chess leisurely.

One person's game.

…

After Lan Mulian left the Accord, he raised his hand to twist a cloud in the sky.

The clouds seemed to come alive and stayed at her feet.

She stepped on the clouds and floated slowly towards the direction of the paper crane.

When passing a certain mountain peak, all the disciples training below couldn't help but look up.

"Look, it's Senior Sister Lan..."

"You have reached the peak of god refining at the age of twenty-three, and are only one step away from returning to the void and becoming a land god...Senior Sister Lan's talent is really too strong."

"And she's also very beautiful, isn't she? If I could marry such a beauty...it would be worth it even if I shorten my life by twenty or thirty years." A disciple sighed softly.

"Shhh... keep your voice down, do you want to be beaten by others later?" the fellow disciple on the side warned softly.

Only then did the disciple realize that when his voice fell, there were dozens of unkind glances around him.

He glanced at his senior brother gratefully, not daring to say anything else. He just raised his head and stared at the charming curvy woman gradually leaving.

Then he looked away worriedly, and sighed secretly with some emotion.

Such a woman is destined to have no fate with disciples like them from birth.

…

"This paper crane actually came from the Liang Yi Sect... So the person who wrote to me before was the daughter of a certain leader?"

At this moment, Mu Zhian stepped on the flying sword, looked up at the distant peak, and couldn't help but secretly guess.

He had to doubt the possibility of this matter, because it was not difficult to judge from the tone of the paper crane owner's previous conversation with him that the other party should have grown up in a quite favorable environment.

But he didn't expect that the other party turned out to be a disciple of the Liang Yi Sect.

And from the words and deeds in the letter at that time, it is not difficult to see that the other party's status in the Liangyi Sect should not be low.

I wonder if there will be a chance to see each other during the next sect assessment...

Also, Sister Mengrou said that the man in black robe seemed to have a reaction to the paper crane... Could it be that the other party has some connection with the Liang Yi Sect?

Mu Zhian shook his head gently, thought no more, and said, "Sister Mengrou, further ahead is the Liang Yi Sect. Let's go back."

Before becoming a disciple of the sect, if you break into the Liangyi Sect at will and you are discovered, you may be in a lot of trouble.

Mu Zhian is not stupid enough to break into other people's sect without care.

Wei Mengrou nodded slightly, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, she seemed to feel something, the flying sword stopped in mid-air, and she turned her head slightly to look behind her.

Mu Zhian took advantage of the situation and looked around.

In the distant sky, there seemed to be a woman in a white dress slowly floating towards here on the clouds.

Mu Zhian was not surprised by this. After all, this was already near the foot of the Liangyi Sect, so it was not surprising that he would be noticed.

But they didn't break into the Liang Yi Sect just now, so as long as they explain it to the other party, it should be fine.

When Mu Zhian thought of this, he just raised his head and saw that the woman had arrived in front of the two of them.

The tulle covers her beautiful and charming face, and her figure is slim and convex, revealing an aloof beauty that is difficult to conceal.

Mu Zhian was quickly attracted to this female cultivator.

Then, his eyes suddenly froze slightly, and his eyes fell on the paper crane in her hand.

Um……? Paper crane?

Mu Zhian discovered a blind spot.

Then, he felt a little weird in his heart, and secretly took another look at the woman in the white dress in front of him.

To be honest, he was a little unsure of the identity of the other party. The owner of the paper crane in the letter clearly sounded like a lively young lady, but the woman in front of him exuded an aloofness that was incomparable to others.

There is no way to connect the two.

At this time, Wei Mengrou said: "We are just passing through this place and have never stepped into the sect."

Lan Mulian said softly, "Hmm", cherishing the words like gold.

She just came out to look for the paper crane and happened to notice someone outside the sect, so she stopped by to take a look.

As he spoke, he glanced at Wei Mengrou inadvertently.

He was followed by a maid from the God Refining Realm... It seemed that this young man was also the eldest son of a certain family.

He also seems to have good talent...

He just practiced the Qi realm... It seems that he is a person who has no talent but likes to be lazy.

Lan Mulian shook his head secretly, lost interest in the two of them, and said, "If you two are fine, please leave as soon as possible."

After saying that, she had no intention of chatting with the two of them anymore, and was about to leave behind Yun Duo.

Seeing this, Mu Zhian suddenly said: "Senior sister, she has gone down the mountain anyway, how about taking this opportunity to run away from home?"

Lan Mulian's back was obviously stagnant as he was about to leave.

She slowly turned her head and looked at Mu Zhian. Under the gauze, there was a trace of surprise in those cold and beautiful eyes.

Mu Zhian also had a clear view of the woman's reaction, and he had the answer in his heart.

It seems that she is really the owner of the paper crane...