A furnishing of the top of the thousand peaks, like a paradise, the peak is a perfect circle, around the thousand peaks, planted rows of elegant magnolias, walked through a gurgling stream, is a huge, enough to have a hundred square rose garden, the delicate roses are like the slender figure of the beauty, in the wind to wash out the layers of delicate flowers.

Liu Qingzi loves roses, it seems that it is also because of the woman he once loved deeply, every morning and dusk, Liu Qingzi must stand quietly in this rose garden, looking into the distance stupidly, in his own way, no matter how time changes, he will not change his love for that woman.

Bypassing the deep and narrow mud path between the rose beds, I came to a small wooden house in the center of the Thousand Peaks, with a gray plaque on the wooden house, and a big thorn inscribed with three big characters of Qingxuantang.

Qingxuantang is a courtyard with three entrances and three exits, and it is a place where Liu Qingzi practiced, meditated, rested and slept. On both sides of Qingxuantang, there are also several small thatched huts, which are the places where the people who can follow Liu Qingzi to cultivate live, and a hut called Mingxin Pavilion on the right hand is where Sang Hua used to live.

Two hundred years ago, Sang Hua finally broke through the Immortal Emperor barrier, and the Divine Emperor saw that his cultivation was already profound, but his personality became more and more indifferent, so he had to be thick-skinned again, and dragged Sang Hua back to the Divine Realm.

After Sang Hua left, this Mingxin Pavilion was empty, and after returning to the God Realm, Sang Hua was still the same as the light breeze and frolicking in the world, three times and twice, carrying the God Emperor back and forth between the Thousand Peerless Peaks and the Nine Heavens.

In this regard, the God Emperor was also powerless, so he had to turn a blind eye.

Therefore, this Mingxin Pavilion can also be regarded as a place where Sang Hua occasionally lives.

At that time, Liu Qingzi was holding a book called the Nine Heavens Sword Technique, stunned, this Nine Heavens Sword Technique, is not a clever sword technique, Liu Qingzi has long been familiar with it, but this sword technique, it was the first sword book that Liu Qingzi planned to give to his beloved, after the woman married someone else, he often held this sword book to his mind, seeing things and thinking about people.

Sang Hua's unique cold breath made him aware of his arrival early in the morning, as for the woman in his arms, the breath was dying, most likely to come to him to ask for help, he didn't want to see other women, just quietly waiting for Sang Hua's arrival, he wanted to see what kind of woman could make Sang Hua, who was the prince of the god realm, feel compassion.

Sure enough, as Liu Qingzi expected, after half a pillar of incense, Sang Hua really sorted out his clothes and walked into Qingxuantang. Before that, he simply placed Liu Xiaoxiao on a clean wooden bed and covered it with a quilt.

"Disciple Sang Hua, meet the master!" Sang Hua did not enter the house, but just clasped his fists outside the Qingxuan Hall in a proper manner.

When he raised his eyes, he was facing Liu Qingzi, who was sitting on the main seat, lazily holding the beloved Nine Heavens Sword Technique, and behind him hung a portrait of the woman he had in mind.

Sang Hua's gaze fell firmly on the faintly yellowed portrait, and his heartbeat was even more to his throat, the woman in the painting was exactly the same as the woman he rescued today.

"Sit!" Liu Qingzi casually pointed to the futon at the bottom and said.

Sang Hua slowly entered, sitting cross-legged in a proper manner.

Liu Qingzi said at this time: "Why did you bring a woman to this pure place today?"

Liu Qingzi's tone was extremely calm, and it didn't seem to mean half reproach, but it was extremely majestic.

"Disciple don't dare!" Sang Hua hugged his fists and said: "Today, the disciple was ordered by his father to go to the mortal world and trace the traces of demons, but under the cliff, he found this girl, this girl, born... Born extremely familiar, disciple... So the disciple brought her with him. ”

"Familiar?" Liu Qingzi smiled coldly and teased: "Sang Hua is not young, it is time to marry." If you feel familiar, I'm afraid it's just your eyes. It's just that this thousand peaks are pure places, and there is no room for women to live, so you better take her away. ”

"This woman... The master forgives the sin, and the disciple dares to speak. Sang Hua hugged his fists again.

Liu Qingzi raised his eyebrows, he had never seen Sang Hua so restrained, in his impression, Sang Hua always seemed to be so accustomed to being naughty and mischievous, and it was rare to be like this today. Therefore, Zhengse said: "You say it." ”

"Disciple is ten thousand deaths!" Sang Hua saluted again and said, "This woman was born... Born exactly like the person in the painting behind the master, it is exactly the same, even... Even the fragrance on his body is exactly the same as the aromatherapy smell lit in this Qingxuan Hall. ”

"What are you talking about?" Liu Qingzi suddenly slapped the book in his hand on the desk, his always calm complexion lost his former calmness, and he did not have the slightest composure that a generation of grandmasters should have.

"Disciple doesn't dare to say anything!" Sang Hua was so frightened that he suddenly stood up, but he only bowed his head and clasped his fists in a proper manner, and did not say anything else.

Suddenly, a cool breeze drifted in through the spacious wooden door of Qingxuan Hall, and Liu Qingzi's mind seemed to be back under his control again. The so-called things are the same, people are similar, maybe it's just a woman who looks exactly the same, but he is so out of shape.

Sure enough, love is a wonderful thing, if you fall in love, you can't forget it for the rest of your life, and in the long river of time, a little bit about her can stir up ripples in his heart.

However, it is rumored that she has become the princess of Hades, and she died more than 1,600 years ago, so who will this woman be, and will she be the reincarnated her.

After a long time, Liu Qingzi seemed to stop thinking, and said with a straight face: "Okay, let's go and see her as a teacher!"

When the words fell, the tight string in Sang Hua's heart finally slowly unfolded, the rumored master was a person who was not close to women, but he knew that his lack of women was just for the woman he loved deeply.

The top of this thousand peaks is not allowed for women to set foot on, even if it is Senior Sister Yufei, because of her talent, she has the blue eyes of the master, but she only lives in the front mountain and is taught by the master every day.

Three hundred years ago, a demon princess named Frost Night, once insisted on climbing to the top of this thousand peaks, however, a noble princess, only picked a red rose blooming in the rose garden, and was killed thousands of miles away by a gust of wind, and since then, the princess who is high above has ended up with a lifelong disability.

Since then, no woman has dared to set foot on the top of this thousand peaks.

Sang Hua originally had good intentions and wanted to save the woman who was exactly the same as the woman in Shizun's heart, but if he hurt her because of this, he would be uneasy in his heart.