Chapter 159: Senior Sister of Xianmen (1)
"Qingle, you and I have no chance, so don't force it."
As soon as he opened his eyes, the handsome man in the green shirt and the fairy spirit stretched out his hand, his face cold: "Return the deed card to me." β
There was also a woman in pink standing behind him, with a beautiful face, looking at her with a smile, a little proud.
Look around.
This is a huge stone platform, on the high platform on the left, there are more than a dozen elders, and on the stone platform on the right, there are thousands of disciples standing.
This is probably a sect.
And in the body, there is also a kind of energy flowing, which is very mysterious.
What kind of world is this?
Yun Ji raised his finger and pressed it to his temple, and began to accept the memory in front of everyone's eyes.
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This is a fairy plane.
In layman's terms, it is a group of human beings who practice and meditate every day and try to become immortals, known as immortal cultivators.
After thousands of years of evolution, immortal cultivators have developed three major forces.
Xunxian Gate, Qingluan Palace, Huangyin Pavilion.
and scattered scattered immortal forces.
However, the sect is a place that every immortal cultivator wants to enter, and there are the best resources and the most systematic secret books for cultivating immortals.
Of course, where there is an immortal path, there is a demon path.
For thousands of years, the war between the Immortal Dao and the Demon Dao has never stopped.
However, the memory of the original body has not yet touched that far.
Confined to the sect.
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The original body, Feng Qingle, was found to be talented in cultivating immortals at the age of seven, and became a disciple of the first sect of the Immortal Dao.
In terms of talent, she is not at the top, she can only be said to be at the upper middle level.
Not left behind, not brilliant, among the thousands of disciples, it is not remarkable at all.
It seems to be two extremes with her, it is her fiancΓ©, that is, the man standing opposite her, Ye Yan.
Ye Yan is the best heavenly spirit root of the thunder system, and his cultivation is thousands of miles away.
They started almost at the same time, Feng Qingle was still a nobody, but Ye Yan had already become a senior brother of the Immortal Gate, standing at the top of the pyramid, with a bright future.
Such a dazzling person would not have had any intersection with Feng Qingle.
But that's how wonderful things are.
Elder Taishang gave Ye Yan a fate, the thunder attribute is indeed rare, but it is extremely difficult to control, and it can't be seen when the cultivation is low, but after the cultivation is high, the violence of the thunder attribute will affect Ye Yan, and there is a high probability that he will go mad and lose his cultivation.
He needs a female cultivator with soft attributes to marry him as a Taoist couple, and his breath will converge to calm the negative effects of the thunder attribute for him.
The most suitable ones are undoubtedly wood and water.
But the wood attribute is a good material for alchemists, and there are very few women, and those with high talent are men.
So the female friar of the water attribute was determined, and the whole sect searched for it.
Feng Qingle became Ye Yan's suitable Taoist companion in this way.
She is a single water spirit root, soft and kind, the most suitable person.
Since then, Feng Qingle's status has risen, and she moved next door to Ye Yan, and contacted Ye Yan according to the explanation of the master.
Ye Yan has always been indifferent, but he has never shown obvious rejection.
It went smoothly to the day of the contract.
He slapped her in the face in public, not only refused to fit in, but also brought his sweetheart to show off his might to her on the Heqi stage.
But the entire sect turned a blind eye to this and watched her make a fool of herself.
Feng Qingle was angry but had no choice but to hand over the deed card in shame and watch Ye Yan and his sweetheart become a Taoist couple.
Since then, Feng Qingle's life has not been easy, he has been teased, targeted, and even dug up his spiritual roots and become a waste.
The wasted person was not qualified to stay in the fairy gate, she was sent home, and on the second day of her arrival, she was tragically destroyed.
And the murderer behind the scenes is Ye Yan's sweetheart and little sister, the woman in pink behind him, and the youngest daughter of the head, Bai Tao'er.
The little junior sister is a fire attribute, and being with Ye Yan is harmful and useless, so the head of the family has always disagreed, so they thought of such a trick and drew salary at the conclusion ceremony.
Feng Qingle became a tool man who was used.
It's not even [www.biqugex.biz] empathy, she's an outcast from beginning to end.
Because it is weak, it will be used wantonly, and if it is not used, it will be thrown away like garbage.
Because it is weak, it will be at the mercy of the superior and will not be regarded as a person.
Because he was weak, he was deprived of the right to live at will, and it also dragged down the lives of hundreds of people in the Feng family.
Feng Qing is resentful!
Her resentment rushed into the sky, and she said: "If there is a future, I will also be a master, a real strong man, and play with all the people who have bullied me and used me." Those who deceive me will be repaid a hundredfold! β
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It seems like a lot of memory, but it didn't take long to receive it.
Yun Yu opened his eyes, looked at the two people opposite, and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.
The game of the strong and the weak, she liked it the most.
"Hand over the deed, yes."
Ye Yan and Bai Tao'er keenly felt that Feng Qingle was different, but they couldn't say what was different.
It doesn't matter, just hand over the deed if you are willing to know each other.
"Then bring it."
Ye Yan looked at the deed card held in the palm of Yun Yu's hand and showed a satisfied smile.
"Wait." Yun Yu suddenly closed her palm, raised her right hand diagonally, and as soon as she held her hand, Feng Qingle's natal spirit weapon Water Whip appeared in her hand.
After a casual shake twice, her face showed satisfaction.
This weapon is good, it's very handy, and it must be very painful to hit someone.
She raised her eyes to look at Ye Yan and Bai Tao'er, a little ill-intentioned.
"Disciple Feng Qingle, the right ceremony was openly taken away from the Taoist, and the disciple was unwilling. Therefore, according to the rules of the fairy road, please raise the podium for me! β
She raised her arm, and the aqua blue whip pointed directly at Ye Yan: "On the podium, you will win or lose, I will pay you back if I lose the deed, and I will still pay you back after I win the deed, but you two, you two have to kneel down and kowtow to me to admit your mistakes!" β
She provoked: "Ye Yan, do you dare?" β
Ye Yan raised his eyebrows in some surprise, feeling provoked at will, and sneered: "What don't I dare." β
He bowed down and saluted to the high platform: "Master, please ascend to the platform." β
The head nodded slowly: "Okay." β
Yun Zhen looked at it and couldn't help but snort, this is different.
She was the first to propose, no one cared about it, and as soon as Ye Yan mentioned it, the head immediately agreed.
Snobbish old dog, sooner or later, the deity will kick you off that position.
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Immortal Dao does have the rule of the Daoist platform, there are so many thousands of years, although it is rare to be robbed, but there are also such things.
This is where the pulpit was born.
Not only to solve grievances, but also to win or lose to determine cause and effect, cause and effect is not solved well, and it has a great impact on the cultivation of immortals.
Feng Qingle and Ye Yan are not entangled in cause and effect, there is no need to raise the podium, and Feng Qingle also knows his own catties and knows that he will definitely lose, and he has never thought about this.
But not now.
Revenge, if you can report it on the spot, you will report it on the spot, and you will be spoiled overnight.
Ye Yan abandoned her in public, she shouldn't beat him up in public, how could she be comfortable.
Soon, the pulpit was raised.