So true.

Looking from a distance, its sect seems to be a splendid cloud that hangs high in the sky and never fades.

Wei Ran is like brocade, colorful and dazzling, bright and splendid.

Clouds and clouds stretch for thousands of miles, reflecting the rivers and mountains are all brilliant and dazzling.

At this moment, two disciples with rosy skirts and moonshine, and vermilion and jade-colored flowers, were walking through the clouds and escaping to a high platform in the depths.

These two people, who are half a step ahead, with crescent eyebrows, beautiful appearance, graceful and luxurious, like thousands of flowers blooming in anger, and the beauty of the city, are Tianji Yan Mingyu.

The laggards have hair in a bun like a knife, wearing a crown of emerald hibiscus, swaying against each other, with snow-skinned flowers, eyes like peach blossoms, green ruffles and white skirts, orange belts with blue ribbons, and ribbons dancing at the lapel when they are in action. It is the true disciple Qiao Ciguang.

The two of them have wide sleeves and fluttering. Every time they take a step, light pink flowers condense from the bottom of their feet, supporting their bodies. When walking, the flowers bloom and fall, colorful like rain, and the surrounding rosy colors are like brocade. Going like a fairy, it is unspeakably beautiful.

However, at this moment, both Yan Mingyu and Qiao Ciguang looked a little absent-minded, as if they had something on their minds.

Suddenly, Qiao Ciguang asked through a voice transmission: "Senior sister, I don't know what is the matter with the headmaster summoning me this time?"

Yan Mingyu shook her head slightly, and the beads in her hair swayed lightly. The pearl light reflected on the snow skin, making her look more like Shunhua. She replied by voice transmission: "I don't know either."

After a pause, she repeated her voice transmission, "I'll know when it arrives."

Qiao Ciguang nodded slightly, then stopped talking.

Flowers and rain are numerous, sprinkled all over the sky, surrounded by clouds, as if endless, with the sound of murmuring water coming from the surrounding, clearer and more lively, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing, the water color is clear, and the pebbles are round.

Occasionally, Yaohua and Qi grass stretched along its banks, pavilions and pavilions are lined up, rare trees and rare flowers, Yiyiqiqi, garden pavilions, ponds and pavilions, golden-shaped green phases, variegated auspicious birds soaring arbitrarily, and roosting and flying.

Going up the river and going deep, after a while, a waterfall appeared in front of you.

Su Lian hangs in the air, splashes snow beads, and descends thousands of feet, with a majestic momentum.

There is no support around the waterfall, as if it came from Jiuxiao, pouring down from the Caixia, rising layers of white fog and rain flowers, white eyes, and converging into a deep pool in the air.

The water in the pool is crystal clear, shaped like a full moon, full of beads, and is connected to the tortuous stream that coils around the entire Suzhentian.

By the pool, a gorgeous towering flower tree stands quietly, with dense branches and leaves, beautiful flowers, whirling like a song, crimson petals fluttering arbitrarily, falling all over the pool surface, red and green, and the color is dripping.

Above the flower tree, the stalks are coiled like a seat, and there are several beauties in Chinese costumes sitting on the top.

Among them, the one in the middle is full of clouds, elegant and graceful, and has a state of ease and cleanliness. Wearing a long skirt with flowers entwined with branches and treasures on the ground, the outer cover is a wide-sleeved shirt of ai-green crepe, and the flower crown is high and the beads are in abundance.

Under her head, on the left sits a woman in a white robe and a blue dress, with peach blossom and jade face, exquisite and graceful, and her head is covered with blue silk in a bun. Except for a bamboo hairpin, there is no decoration. The charm of natural romance is like a hibiscus in clear water; on the right is a female cultivator in colorful clothes and skirts with many rings. In the middle is a cluster of blooming light pink multi-petal flower branches, the breath is bright, but it is cold and gloomy.

At the bottom is a girl with golden hair and a pale yellow palace dress. She has a pure and beautiful temperament, and is charming and cute.

Yan Mingyu and Qiao Ciguang approached, and when they reached under the flower tree, they immediately bowed and saluted: "Disciple Yan Mingyu, see Master, see Elder Qi Taishang, and see Elder Fang."

"Disciple Qiao Ciguang, see the headmaster, see Elder Qi Taishang, and see Master Fang."

When the two of them spoke, the corner of their eyes swept over the female cultivator in the colored clothes on the right, and they hesitated slightly. They all felt that this person's aura of the practice method was passed down from the ancestors of the sect. Above Elder Fang, but they didn't have any impression of this senior Su Zhentian...

Just when they were hesitating, Headmaster Su Zhentian, who was sitting high on the throne, said softly, "This is Elder Meng Hongxuan."

"Elder Meng Taishang went to Yousu Tomb many years ago to look for an opportunity, and was trapped in distress. Recently, he escaped and returned to the sect, which is really gratifying."

Yan Minghuo and Qiao Ciguang hurriedly bowed: "Meet Elder Meng Taishang!"

Meng Hongxuan nodded slightly, and immediately sent a voice transmission to the headmaster to ask, "Why hasn't the contemporary Tianji of the Ezong been here yet?"

The headmaster was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied by voice transmission: "Uncle Meng, Ming Hua is the Tianji of this generation, and also my direct disciple."

Meng Hongxuan was also stunned when she heard the words, and looked at Yan Mingyu again, with clear light surging in her eyes, she looked up and down and carefully examined it.

Her complexion suddenly became extremely puzzled. The Tianji of Su Zhentian's generation has a profound background and extraordinary strength. Even among the previous generations of Tianji she has seen, it is considered to be among the best, with outstanding talent...

However, she had heard Pei Ling say that the Tianji of Suzhentian's generation was stronger than the other party in the land of good fortune in Yousu Tomb!

With Pei Ling's strength, in the third gate, he can fight against the older generation's co-dao!

Even, during this time, the other party challenged the two nine major sect masters one after another, and won a great victory.

And this generation's Tian Ji, whose cultivation base is only God Transformation, is far from being able to compete with Pei Ling...

This…

At that time, in order to make her feel at ease, Pei Ling deliberately lied to her?

While Meng Hongxuan was pondering, the headmaster looked at Yan Mingyu and Qiao Ciguang, and said solemnly, "Peiling, the son of Chongmingzong, challenged the lord of Yanxi City again a few days ago."

"Right now, Lord Tiecheng has been defeated."

"Both of you have played against Pei Ling before, and tell me what you think about him."

Yan Minghuo and Qiao Ciguang hurriedly said, "Yes!"

After thinking for a while, Yan Mingyu took the lead and said: "Not long ago, the disciple, Pei Ling, and Li Lieyue, the saint of the Chongming Sect, strayed into the Yousu Tomb by mistake. Due to the danger of the Yousu Tomb, they agreed to join forces temporarily to find a way to leave. ."

"After the observation during that period of time, it can be determined that Li Lieyue is mercenary and cruel. She is a typical demon girl and is hopeless."

"But Pei Ling..."

"Although he was born in a demon sect, it was all because of his ancestors that he entered the Dao cultivation method and was branded with the demon sect, and he could not choose right and wrong."

"Looking at its nature, the heart is benevolent, and the heart is open to the light. With just a little guidance and the influence of virtue, it can be made to correct the evil and return to the right, and abandon the darkness to the light."

Listening and listening, the expressions of the elders suddenly became extremely strange.

A devil like Pei Ling, can he change his ways?

Not to mention other things, the other party has been in front of the whole world several times, picking up the story of the wife of the sect master of this sect, which can be said to be the only case in history.

If this kind of devil can change his mind, in comparison, Li Lieyue and other demon girls who are only greedy for spiritual stones, don't they have the potential to become saints?

I just heard Yan Mingyu continue: "At the time when I first entered the Yousu Tomb, the disciple didn't know the situation. When I met the human skin lantern, the situation was extremely dangerous, but it was Pei Ling who came to the rescue in time..."

"Afterwards, the disciple and Li Lieyue entered a drying field to besiege the ghosts. It was also Pei Ling who arrived in time to help..."

"and…"

"as well as…"

"also…"

"In short, during the trip to Yousu Tomb, if Pei Ling is replaced by any demon cultivator, the disciple will never come back alive..."

"That's why the disciple feels that Pei Ling's challenge to the emperor of the greedy dynasty and the city lord of Yanxi City this time must be the ambition of the wolf son of the Chongming Sect, and he is plotting evil!"

"There's also the Jiu-Ali clan who are greedy, peeping at flies and mice, and treat living beings like grass, mastermind all kinds of tricks."

"With Pei Ling's true character, he is indifferent to the world, indifferent to fame and fortune, and only willing to practice quietly alone. It is absolutely impossible to challenge and provoke disputes like this."

After Yan Mingyu finished speaking with a solemn expression and righteousness, the entire pool was silent for a moment.

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