The fairy is fierce

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes.

Under the same moonlight, there is a family reunion when there are fireworks all over the city, and there is a reluctant parting when there is no return.

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Huajunzhou, Thunder Bluff.

Cheng Jiujiang, wearing the heavy black armor of the Iron Cu Mansion, stepped off the sect's ferry and looked at the familiar full moon in the sky at the port. His mind involuntarily drifted to his homeland hundreds of thousands of miles away, feeling as if he was in another world.

Cheng Jiujiang was born into a wealthy family in Beiya County of the Great Dan Dynasty. His family background was almost the same as that of the Zuo family in Qinghe County. He was born with everything a mortal could have.

Like Zuo Lingquan, Cheng Jiujiang was not content with the status quo and embarked on the path of spiritual practice early on, becoming a disciple of Mount Fuji.

He had never suffered much since he was a child, but he was not as talented as Zuo Lingquan. He could not climb up the sect, so he traveled to the Great Yan Dynasty outside the Southern Wilderness, but he could not worship the nine superior sects, so he could only He can become a wild cultivator and travel around the southern land.

He had had opportunities and encountered dangers. By the age of sixty, Cheng Jiujiang had seen through the world and felt that he would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Instead of becoming a mediocre junior outside, it would be better to return to the place where he was born. In my hometown, I want to be a small national teacher with more than ten thousand people.

After setting his ambitions, Cheng Jiujiang returned to his hometown, served as the head of a sect, and planned to replace Yue Pingyang and become the new patron saint of the Great Dan Dynasty.

But Cheng Jiujiang never expected that when he was only one step away from his goal, he suddenly bumped into a young man who shouldn't be in the Great Dan Dynasty.

Then Cheng Jiujiang, with his eyes full of confusion, embarked on an unimagined path and became the "chicken and dog" in "One person attains enlightenment, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven".

He became a worshiper of the nine sects, his realm advanced by leaps and bounds, he worshiped at the inner gate of Tiecu Mansion without any hindrance, and he earned more immortal money by running errands than before.

In just one or two years, Cheng Jiujiang has accomplished achievements that he could not even imagine in the past. With this kind of luck, he can expect to have a great road. Cheng Jiujiang even began to dream about being ranked in the Jade Rank and being named a Lord. The scene of truly walking the world as an immortal.

But as the saying goes, fate plays tricks on people. Cheng Jiujiang had just adapted to the cultivation experience like a proud man of heaven. Before he could return to his hometown in fine clothes to show off to his former Taoist friends, he was dragged here by his brothers.

What is this place?

Thunder Bluff is the gathering place for disciples from several sects in the southeastern continents. When they are ready, they will set off, carrying the blood of the righteous monks to the far north to fight head-on with the evil demon clan.

For low-level monks, the battlefield of immortals and demons is no different than a highly efficient meat grinder. Even a fart from the Great Demon of Northern Xinjiang can turn a young monk like Cheng Jiujiang who has just learned to wield a sword into powder.

Before the monks who came over boarded the ferry to leave the sect, they actually knew their future destiny. It would be a blessing for one out of ten to come back alive, and this departure would most likely mean goodbye forever.

But the monks who can get here have no hesitation.

Because the devil is there. If you don’t go, I won’t go. Who do you expect to go? If you don’t die and I don’t die, then everyone will die.

Standing among countless fellow Taoists, Cheng Jiujiang deeply felt the generosity and determination to sacrifice himself for the right path.

So after looking at the moon in his hometown and reminiscing for a long time, Cheng Jiujiang whispered:

"Old Song, if you want to die, don't hold me back. I'm already so old, and I have to die when the fallen leaves of the Great Dan Dynasty return to their roots, and go to Posu Island, where there will be no bones left..."

Cheng Jiujiang was surrounded by monks from nine sects, including Song Chi and Wang Rui, who came over to join them because they knew each other.

Song Chi, the ‘Shaking God Fist’, folded his arms and looked back at his homeland where he no longer had any worries. When he heard Cheng Jiujiang retreating, he shook his head and said:

"The East China Sea is not covered. If you want to go back, just swim back by yourself.

Cheng Jiujiang was embarrassed to be a deserter and returned to Tiecu Mansion in despair. He said helplessly:

"Since we are brothers and have agreed to live and die together, how can I, Cheng Jiujiang, live alone? How about we go back together? You have just embarked on the spiritual path not long ago, and you don't know the dangers of evil demons and heretics. Don't ruin yourself because of your impulse. Great future..."

Song Chi has lived his whole life in the martial arts world, and it can be said that he has already lived enough. The purpose of practicing boxing now is to use his old fists to shake the gods and Buddhas. If he has the opportunity to go to northern Xinjiang to practice, he will naturally not stay in the iron cluster. The government worked behind closed doors and simply shook their heads:

"Everyone has to die, and we, martial artists, must die vigorously. If you just want to hide in a greenhouse, then no matter how superb your boxing skills are, you will be nothing more than a passer-by in the world."

"Well, if you want to die vigorously, you must also have strength. If we go there now, we might be killed by the demon; if we go back and follow Mr. Zuo, we won't be able to do much more than we do now..."

When Cheng Jiujiang saw that Song Chi couldn't speak, he looked at Wang Rui next to him:

"Wang Rui, you don't even know how to wield a sword. Wouldn't it cause trouble if you came here? Why don't you tell your teacher and I will escort you back?"

Wang Rui held his sword and did not look back at his homeland, but kept looking towards the north. Hearing this, he shook his head and said:

"So many brothers and sisters are risking their lives for the sake of justice. If I hide behind them, why should I practice swordsmanship? I don't know how to handle a sword, but I can run and keep up."

Wang Rui has a great sense of loyalty. He risked his life to save his senior brother in Qihuang Valley back then. How could he watch his senior brother never come back? This time, he had to get the place to go to Northern Xinjiang to slay demons and defend the way. Where will you retreat?

Seeing that Cheng Jiujiang had given up as soon as he arrived at Huajunzhou, Wang Rui even tried to persuade him:

"Old Cheng, we are cultivators from the Great Dan Dynasty. We must face north even if we die. If you don't dare to go, go back now. Otherwise, if you defect in the middle of a battle, you will bring shame to Her Royal Highness the Princess and Senior Brother Zuo."

Cheng Jiujiang knows the situation and is not afraid of death. If he was really afraid of death, he would not have followed. Seeing that he could not persuade the two fools, he could only look back at the East China Sea and bid a final farewell to his own smooth road.

Thunder Cliff is the main port for Huajunzhou to communicate with other continents. The market alone stretches for nearly 300 miles. The number of ferries, behemoths, and floating islands moored at the port is even more innumerable. The ferries from Yuyaozhou only occupy a small part of them.

Posazhou is in the northwest of Jiuzhou, and the distance is extremely far. It takes an unknown amount of time to get there from here. The cultivators go there in batches, and waves are first sent to the vicinity of Xiaofengdu in the northwest of Huajunzhou, and then their respective tasks are assigned.

Cheng Jiujiang had just entered the eighth level of Linggu. In the team heading to Posazhou, his cultivation was at the bottom. He didn't know when the master would arrange for them to leave. It was his first time in Huajunzhou, and he was curious about this fairy port famous in Jiuzhou.

While looking at it, he found that a ferry from Yingyang Fairy Palace landed on the side of the Jingluo disciples. There were many monks on board. A woman in white whose face could not be seen stood on the top. She was also looking at Yuyaozhou like them.

Cheng Jiujiang thought that this person should be a fellow villager. Before he figured out which fairy this was, he heard Wang Rui next to him say:

"It's Miss Qiu, the daughter of Elder Zhijian. I know Elder Qiu. Go over and work on their boat..."

Then he pulled Song Chi and ran over there.

Cheng Jiujiang was a little confused. He naturally knew who ‘Miss Qiu’ was. On the way here, he also heard about the amazing background of this fairy, as well as the ‘big brother and second brother’ dispute between her and the Empress Dowager of Dayan, which is still talked about today. They are fighting for cultivation, beauty, figure, and status...

These are all old stories. It is said that this famous fairy came here because her grandfather was slandered by the alien race. In anger, she wanted to go to the north to retaliate and bring back a few heads to celebrate her grandfather’s birthday.

The Jade Stage Immortal went to the evil territory to seek revenge. The worst he killed was a big demon head above Youhuang. If the three of them followed him, they might not be qualified to be cannon fodder.

Cheng Jiujiang hesitated and didn’t want to get on the ferry, but Wang Rui had already pulled Song Chi over. He couldn’t go to find the Huotou Army by himself. After thinking about it, he could only follow...——

The spring night was short, and it was dawn before he knew it.

The sound of firecrackers and children's laughter echoed outside the courtyard wall, and the boudoir with closed doors and windows gradually brightened in the morning light.

On the bed, Shangguan Laozu, who was wearing an exquisite winter skirt, gradually recovered. Her long eyelashes moved slightly, and her clothes also rose and fell, gradually becoming stable.

After a night of sleep, she felt refreshed from the inside out.

Shangguan Laozu didn't know when she last slept so soundly. Her consciousness had just recovered, and she was confused for a moment, not knowing where she was.

As her thoughts quickly recovered, Shangguan Laozu opened her eyes, and her eyes turned into the sharpness of the past that looked down on the world.

Slightly perceiving, there was no discomfort in the body, as if she had just slept; and Tang Jingxun, judging from her emotional fluctuations, was very tired but very satisfied, and obviously had finished her work.

Finally got through it...

Shangguan Laozu was also a woman, not cut off from sexual desire, but just didn't find the other half.

As long as she is a woman, she values ​​the first time very much, and so does Shangguan Laozu.

She has been a virgin until now, and has never had intimate contact with a man. If she had experienced sex through Tang Jingyan's body, the nature would have changed. Well... the body is still very holy, but the heart is no longer pure.

After the experience, Shangguan Laozu could never forget it. It felt like she had been cheated of her body. There was no love between men and women, only unbearable memories.

This was obviously unfair to Shangguan Laozu. As a woman, she could not accept pure lust without emotions, not to mention that the person who gave her this experience was Lingye's man.

After making sure that there was no shameful trace of sex in her heart, Shangguan Laozu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but as her limbs recovered, she suddenly found that she was lying on the bed in a "big" shape, with ropes tied to her wrists and tied to the head of the bed; ropes tied to her ankles and tied to the foot of the bed...?

Ancestor Shangguan was slightly stunned, with displeasure in his eyes. He easily broke the immortal rope made of fire silk, restored his elegant posture, sat up, and looked at the window of the house:

"Old witch, are you sick?"

On the tea couch by the window, Peach Blossom Lord was sitting alone in the corner, her eyes were still very strange. When she heard what Ancestor Shangguan said, she cursed back in anger:

"You are sick, little slut...bah"

"?"

Ancestor Shangguan completely gave up control of his body last night, and even his soul fell into a deep sleep, without any impact. Hearing this, he was naturally puzzled. She stood up and asked:

"What happened to me last night?"

The Peach Blossom Lord was sure that the Shangguan Patriarch had sobered up and turned back to his usual annoying and cold appearance, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and threatened:

"How dare you ask? I've told you in advance that I can keep this a secret, but you must propose to add a quota to the three elders so that I can take the position..."

The Shangguan Patriarch was too lazy to keep her in suspense, so he sat down next to the tea table, raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a water curtain appeared in front of him.

Ancestor Shangguan put up a lot of protection in the room last night, including many formations to record the process. After the water curtain unfolded, her situation after losing consciousness emerged inside.

Seeing this, Lord Peach Blossom stopped giving the replay to his ancestor and sat down on the other side of the tea table, looking at it with a sneer.

The scene in the water curtain was normal at first. You could only see Lord Peach Blossom drinking a lot of wine and looking at the bracelet.

But after saying "Hmm~", the style of painting began to collapse...

"Shangguan Yutang? Are you pretending to scare me?"

"Shangguan Yutang! Why are you so crazy...Eh? You..."

"Hmm~...what's going on..."

…

The sound of embarrassment and excitement echoed in the water curtain, and the touching and rubbing happened to the two women. The scene was very exciting for the men, but the two parties involved definitely didn't think so.

Lord Peach Blossom saw this scene from the perspective of a bystander and still had goosebumps all over his body. He thought that the Shangguan Patriarch who had done such a shameless thing would be embarrassed, but when he looked around, he saw that the Shangguan Patriarch's expression Feng Qingyun calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip. ? ?

Lord Peach Blossom was in disbelief and pointed at the shameless woman in the water curtain:

"Shangguan Yutang! How thick-skinned are you? Are you even blushing?"

When the ancestor Shangguan saw this scene of social death, how could he not feel a little upset in his heart? He was so embarrassed that he wanted to use his feet to dig out another Zuo family mansion.

But the Shangguan Patriarch was the Shangguan Patriarch, and he had been through all kinds of storms in his life. How could such a humiliating little scene make her change her mind.

The Shangguan Ancestor suppressed the feeling of embarrassment that made his scalp numb. After watching Tang Jingxuan manipulate her body, the frivolous Peach Blossom Lord, he put down the teacup and said calmly:

"I'm sorry."

Feel sorry? !

Lord Peach Blossom was almost angry to death last night, how could he just say sorry and be done with it? She patted the tea table and said in a deep voice:

"Shangguan Yutang, do you think I didn't record yesterday's scene? You have the handle in my hands. If you don't do what I say, I will make this scene public, so that the whole world can see your lustful appearance. Let me see if you still have the face to meet people!"

Shangguan Ancestor didn’t even change his eyes. He slightly raised his hand to motion to the door:

"Go ahead. No matter how unbearable it is, I am still bullying you. There is nothing to worry about."

"you……"

Lord Peach Blossom's eyes were stunned. He didn't expect that Shangguan Ancestor was so thick-skinned, but after thinking about it, he really was.

If she made this scene of her being held, touched and rubbed by Shangguan Patriarch made public, she would definitely be the most shameless person.

Shangguan Ancestor has always been domineering and strong. Although his behavior is a bit abnormal, what he does is still bullying men and dominating women, and his personality is not bad.

Maybe my disciples and grandchildren will be proud of this and say: "My ancestor is a man compared to other men. Is it strange that he likes women? Lord Peach Blossom is just my ancestor's subordinate..."

Thinking of this, Lord Peach Blossom couldn't bear it any longer. He felt like a young lady from a good family who had been insulted by an unruly thief and didn't dare to file a lawsuit. She said angrily:

"Shangguan Yutang! You are really bullying others. Do you really think I dare not die with you? I will show these to Lingye and Zuo Lingquan now. I want to see how thick-skinned you are..."

He stood up and was about to go out.

Although Patriarch Shangguan's expression was calm, he felt guilty. Seeing that Lord Peach Blossom was getting anxious, he raised his hand slightly:

"Hey, come back and sit down."

"..."

The lapels of Lord Peach Blossom's clothes were rising and falling, and the buttons were about to fall apart. The Shangguan Patriarch showed signs of submission, so she came back and sat down with a sullen face:

"Tell me the truth, what made you crazy yesterday? If you make me angry again, I will go to Lingye now and let her see how romantic her master is in private..."

Ancestor Shangguan responded calmly: "There is something wrong with the soul. When you reach my realm, you will naturally understand."

"Nonsense, I'm not a young practitioner. I've never heard of such a mistake..."

"How can other people tell outsiders if this happens to them? I trust you, so I let you be by my side to protect me, otherwise you wouldn't know about it."

Venerable Peach Blossom spoke up, because he was not as good at Taoism as his ancestor, so he really didn't know whether his words were true or false.

Seeing that Lord Peach Blossom was frightened, the Shangguan Patriarch followed the trend and continued:

"I'm afraid this situation won't happen just once. I may need your help in the future..."

"Bah no!"

Lord Peach Blossom became restless when she remembered how she was held and rubbed yesterday. She frowned and said:

"I'm a woman. If you want to have sex, why don't you find a man to do it? Among the six male lords, who can't protect you? You have to hug me and rub me around. I don't have that kind of hobby!"

Shangguan Ancestor shook his head and sighed: "Can't you just stand farther away? When I close my six senses and don't know where you are, I can still chase you and touch you?"

"..."

Lord Peach Blossom blinked his eyes and thought so, but immediately became annoyed and said:

"I came to you because I was worried about you, afraid that something would happen to you. Who knew you would hold me tight? Are you still blaming me?"

"Okay, thank you for what happened yesterday. I will give you the suspended attic as a reward for helping me protect the road. The premise is that you have to help me protect the road a few more times."

If a monk hires someone to protect him in retreat, he must be paid.

When Lord Peach Blossom heard this, his anger subsided slightly:

"That's pretty much it. How many times do we need to protect you? Let's make an agreement first, don't let it go on forever."

Ancestor Shangguan was a little troubled by this, because if the problem was not solved, Tang Jingxun would torment her for the rest of her life.

"A hundred times..."

"What?!"

"It must be more, well... you can estimate it yourself, and feel at ease. If you encounter such a thing in the future, I will help you protect the way, without any reward."

"..."

The Peach Blossom Lord hesitated, as the saying goes, leave a way for others, and it is not good to say it to death, so he stopped caring.

Thinking of the scene last night that lost the status of the Lord, the Peach Blossom Lord could not suppress the curiosity in his heart. He was about to ask the Shangguan Patriarch what went wrong, but he saw that the Shangguan Patriarch, who was calm just now, suddenly frowned and slapped the tea table with his hand in annoyance.

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The Peach Blossom Lord was stunned: "Why are you so fierce? I didn't say I didn't agree!"

The Shangguan Patriarch was naturally not fierce to the Peach Blossom Lord, but felt that Zuo Lingquan was preparing for "morning exercise", and the numbness spread from the bottom to the top of the body. She stood up:

"It's not against you, I'm going out for a walk."

Then she disappeared without a trace.

Peach Blossom Lord's eyes were blank, she felt that the Shangguan Patriarch, who used to be at the top of the mountain and people dared not look directly at him, seemed to have a problem with his brain.

Her brows were furrowed, and before she could figure out what was going on, she heard footsteps coming from outside:

"Yingying, are you up? I just stewed some chicken soup, try it and see how it tastes..."

Mrs. Zuo's friendly voice.

Peach Blossom Lord's face changed, knowing that Mrs. Zuo came to block her early in the morning again, urging her to listen to the Feng Shui master and get married.

Peach Blossom Lord wanted to secretly complain that Mr. Wang, the 'divine fortune teller', was talking nonsense, but when she thought of what happened last night... this little brat, his calculations were quite accurate...