The man's unquestionable majestic statement was enveloped in majestic and vast spiritual power, echoing between the ninety thousand miles of heaven and earth.

Its sound pierced through the wind and mist, like a bell humming, and the clouds in the distant sky were scattered, revealing the blue sky that was originally covered by stratus clouds.

"The Immortal Sword Sect, grant Zhou Xiaoyi the order of the emperor, this statement is proof!"

"Immortal Sword Sect ......"

"Immortal Sword Sect ......"

As the humming sound of the divine soul echoed, all the monks and mortals of the Chu State looked at the imperial capital from afar, silently writing down the name and surname of the new emperor.

In the Chu State, the Immortal Sword Sect was the supreme heaven.

The monarch of a country is established, and no one dares to have two hearts just by saying this.

On the land shrouded by seventeen bright stars, the Yujing monks can easily control the world when they gather, and the Nine Swords and One Vein have always been the leader of the Yujing monks of the Chu State.

Chen Changsheng's voice ......

The heads and elders of the major sects knew very well what this meant—the once-in-a-decade Lanqing Rally was officially over for the Chu State.

The divine sword was destroyed, Si Yu was first established, the Zhou family entered the imperial city, and the Immortal Sword Sect still overlooked the world.

At this moment, eighty miles south of the Gate of the Immortal Sword Mountain, Lanxian Town.

An old woman knitting clothes, her cloudy eyes widened.

Bu Niang walked out of the old mansion tremblingly, leaning over and hoarsely said, "Huzi...... What is that rumbling just now? ”

The teenager who was about to rush to the Lin'an County School stopped to respond, and his voice was very immature.

"It's what the Immortal Sword Immortal Master said."

"A man named Zhou Xiaoyi has become the new emperor."

After the old man was silent for a long time, he slowly looked up at the vacant mansion in the north of the town, and let the energetic scholar leave the street.

Be...... Xiaoyi?

She leaned against the courtyard wall and returned home, searching through the burlap chest, her bony arms trembling a little.

I don't know how long it took.

The dust from the spring breeze stained the fabric, and the old people unfolded the scrolls of paintings, which were left behind when they were frolicking in their homes.

There is Shuyue gently sipping the silk thread and helping the woman thread the needle and thread.

There are also girls with dirty faces, who are embarrassed by Qing Huan on their laps.

There was also Qin Lian farming in the terraced fields, and she was not married at that time...... Her pretty face was full of satisfaction.

The years seem to freeze on the withered yellow picture scroll, and the signature on the picture scroll is not at all like a woman's handwriting - Lin'an, Zhou Xiaoyi.

Bu Niang sat alone in the courtyard for a long time, and when she looked up at the blue sky again, she sighed.

The tumbling memory seems to be just yesterday, it was the early morning when Du Chun became emperor...... There was such a rumbling sound in the sky.

That year, Bu Xutong was fifteen years old.

The father raised his head in the bright yellow terraced fields full of rape flowers, and said with a smile: "It would be good if Xu Tong could marry in the palace in the future." ”

As soon as the red dust years are urged, there are many joys and sorrows.

The people in Lanxian Town have long forgotten who Xu Tong is, and they only know that Bu Niang in the east of the town sold cloth in her early years, but now she is dazzled......

The old man suddenly smiled, slowly leaned against the earthen wall and whispered.

"Zeming, Xiaoyi is a good person, she won't bully you."

"When you're old, leave these paintings to your wife and daughter."

"Don't take ...... away"

The spring breeze was blowing, the ditch was rattling, and the half-broken tombstone was stained with new mud.

The nick can be vaguely distinguished on it - Aiko Zeming.

·

Nanzawa.

Danxia Sect.

The two men in the deliberations fell silent.

Cheng Budo took a deep breath, and the vermilion pill furnace placed in the hall seemed to have turned into a woman in red.

She walked barefoot on the purple bead spirit boat, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes leaning on the railing to look at the distant mountains and rivers.

Cheng Budo looked at Elder Pei in front of him and chuckled, "This Zhou Xiaoyi, I've seen it many times. ”

"It's our Danxia's disciple, do you remember Elder Pei?"

Pei Jin's expression was complicated, and he slowly put down the jade slip of the clan in his hand and took out a chessboard......

"I played chess with her, but she is a delicate beauty."

"Senior Brother Cheng, talk about a game?"

……

North Desert, Qingquanfang.

The vermilion lacquer pavilion is inconspicuous in this new square that belongs to the Cold Ice Valley.

On the second floor of the bloody cloak building, in the guest compartment.

A Dan master in the late stage of foundation building slowly reined in his spiritual power, and the originally swaying and dancing furnace fire gradually became calm.

The man took out his blood jade order and looked at it......

Blood-clothed guest, Li Gen.

The monks on the long street were talking about the new emperor of the Chu State, who was a woman.

Coincidentally, this woman he knew.

once laughed behind her back with three or two friends, and even her boudoir secrets.

I also met again in the old year, and sat together in the light rain in late spring and drank wine.

He vaguely remembered that Zhou Xiaoyi seemed to ...... Love to drink too?

The man looked thoughtful and found Zhao Qing's communication jade......

"Where are you now? I want to eat with a mouthful of food. ”

Soon, the other party's reply arrived.

Zhao Qing: "Brother Li's words are serious, Shouyun Mountain in Siyou County has good wine ready at any time. ”

After the divine sense checked, the man unconsciously smiled on his face.

He replied casually: "By the way, can you help Zhang Luo a Taoist couple?" ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the guest compartment.

The sweet voice was ecstatic, faintly penetrating the door into the ears.

"Master Dan Ghost, the new tea of Qingming has recently arrived in the building, and Ya'er specially ...... it for you."

Brother Li frowned: "Don't drink it!" ”

……

As Chen Changsheng's voice spread through the sky, all the monks of the Chu State were talking about the new emperor and the Zhou family behind her.

One of the most lively places is under Shouyun Mountain.

The little handymen of Si Youzong naturally talked privately about the three women with excellent looks on the mountain in the past two days.

The Moon Sect Master's husband also has two wives.

One of them...... It was the empress in the mouth of that majestic voice.

"It's the voice of Master Chen!"

"I've had the privilege of hearing it, and I can't be wrong!"

The little handyman from the Immortal Sword Sect naturally couldn't help but brag about his knowledge.

But as soon as the words came out, they were silenced by the noisy frolicking of the nuns.

Wang Teng's divine sense swept outside the courtyard, and he smiled at his wife in his arms: "These little handymen seem to be even happier than us." ”

Xie Yihan's beautiful eyes rippled, and he pursed his lips and said, "Let them make trouble for a long time, anyway, Zhao Qing's family is not on the mountain." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi became the new emperor, which was naturally a great blessing for the two of them.

This can at least prove that Si Youzong or Zhao Qing's family is indeed standing behind the Immortal Sword Sect.

The position of Emperor Chu, as long as the immortal sword is not extinguished, it will be as stable as a mountain, and there will never be any accidents......

Correspondingly, their family has completely escaped from the precarious life of casual cultivation.

And Zeng Nianke, who temporarily lives in the courtyard at the end of the T-shape, did not have too much change in his expression at the moment, but continued to sort out the sect's exercises and jade slips.

Shen Mo had already told her about Xiaoyi being the new emperor.

And as the blood-clothed shopkeeper who has followed Zhao Qing for nearly ten years, she also knows clearly what the blood-clothed garrison is, and what is the status of Senior Brother Liu Zijing in the Chu State.

Not only that, Shen Mo also explained to her various reasons.

The four counties in the southwest all belong to the Si You Sect, but the Si You Sect has never cared about those spirit stone veins, and he has no energy to mine them with his disciples.

Zhou Xiaoyi will then hand over these resources to the three Jindan for worship, and let the three enshrined families move to the southwest, guard one county for one family, and guard Siyou County in the depths of the heavy mountain.

The mountainside of Shouyun Mountain, the original Danxia Fufang.

In the quiet courtyard, Liu Pan walked lightly and delivered the brewed hot tea to the bedroom.

The originally empty bedroom has been taken care of by her and Gu Qinghuan overnight, and it has become decent at this moment.

The hibiscus gauze tent was blown by the breeze, and the dry yellow scripture book in front of the beautiful woman slowly turned the pages.

"Sister Qingci, the tea is almost cold."

Li Qingci's beautiful eyes were raised lightly, and he looked at the bright girl in front of him with a smile.

Liu Pan hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Zhao Qing, they can rush back tonight." ”

Since listening to Shuyue and Xiaoyi's private conversation, she doesn't call anything senior Zhao now, she is directly Zhao Qing, who is a super senior, and if she sleeps in the future, she won't mess up her seniority.

If Zhao Qing gets angry, he wants to punish her...... That's even more wonderful.

The beautiful woman chuckled and shook her head, took the girl into her arms, and helped her fix her messy hair.

"When did Pan'er meet Qinghuan, tell me?"

The girl's dark eyes turned, and she said in her heart that Sister Qingci was as close as Sister Qinghuan, and she didn't know why...... One surnamed Gu and the other surnamed Li?

"Ten years ago!"

"It was the last time Lanqingji was opened, there was one more villager in Lanxian Town......"

·

At the same time, the news of the Phantom Rain Pavilion also spread to all parts of Yongning Prefecture.

[Zhou Xiaoyi, the new emperor of Chu State, surveyed the heavens and the people, and Zhou Zongliang took the throne on behalf of the emperor. 】

[Danjun of Chu State was renamed Siyou County, Danxia's hometown was founded Si Youzong, the Zhou family of Guogong Mansion has rushed to Wu'an County, and the new emperor is the person of Si Youzong. 】

Outside the bloody clothes building in Danxia City, a spirit boat floated in mid-air.

A group of nuns and guest secretaries were busy, putting the last items of this commercial building into the storage ring......

Danxiazong moved to Nanze, and they also had to go to Nanzefang, which was the dispatch that the shopkeeper had just received yesterday.

"The emperor of the Chu State was actually replaced by a woman!"

There was a reception nun in the early stage of Qi cultivation while tidying up the tables and chairs, while talking to the sisters around her.

Those who work in the shop will always leave one day...... In today's Danxia Bloody Clothes Building, almost not many people remember who Zhou Xiaoyi is.

But there is a woman in charge of the auction settlement, who has never forgotten.

Zhou Keqing.

I love to drink tea and play chess.

Especially the nightless and bitter masters, as well as the citrus fruits from the cold land of the Northern Desert.

The chessboard is made of bitter pear wood, because I love the faint woody fragrance...... The chess pieces are only polished with glazed stone, because they feel cooler to the touch.

Well......

and Zhao Keqing.

Back then, he often went to the Bloody Clothes Building to find Zhou Keqing, but he didn't choose to live in the commercial building, probably because he missed his wife at home.

It's just that after Changshui thawed that year, I never saw them again.

I don't know if Zhao Keqing finally hugged the beauty?

"Sister Wan'er!"

"The shopkeeper asked me to summon you to board the boat, but what else is left in the mall?"

Murong Wan'er is now a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training, and among the female cultivators in the entire business workshop, she is also the older one.

She originally planned to follow this commercial building until the foundation was built and then return to Jiangbei.

But there may be a better option right now......

The woman smiled and said, "You follow the shopkeeper and leave, I won't go." ”

"Huh?"

The girl who came to call her to board the boat looked puzzled and puzzled: "Sister Wan'er is planning to ......?" ”

"Stay here."

Murong Wan'er pondered: "The shopkeeper mentioned before that there will be a Si Youcheng on Shouyun Mountain, and our bloody clothes merchant in Songshan will also pass. ”

"I'll wait until it's completed, I'll work there, I've been there for more than ten years, and I'm more at ease."

……

Lingxi Seven Killing Palace.

Seven Killing Workshop, Tianxiang Building.

There are women who caress the piano with their hands, and the joyful and ingenious rhythm of the piano is dingding, like a clear spring.

It was only when the man behind the gauze curtain fell asleep that she stopped playing and slowly took off the light veil that covered her pretty face.

"Immortal Sword Sect, grant Zhou Xiaoyi the emperor's life?"

Qixiu muttered to himself, and pulled out a communication jade and an ink-colored glass chess piece from the storage ring.

Is it her?

The corners of the woman's lips were hooked, and there was a smile in her charming eyes.

She said, "Your Majesty, are there still any maids who are waiting for you?" ”

If Zhao Qing was here, he would definitely be able to see the peerless sword cultivator again.

What grade of disciple also wants to marry Oiran!?

There was once a disciple of Sixiang who did not want to be named, and left Zhao Qing an extremely rich and valuable legacy.

There is a portrait depicting the woman's face.

"Seven shows in Danxia City, practice qi cultivation."

"With a delicate appearance and a white complexion, it is an extremely rare beauty in the southwest."

Qixiu, who is now in the Seven Killings Workshop, is the show girl who was prostituted by Zhao Qing's family back then, and one of the few close friends of her aunt.

Soon, there was a movement in the communication jade in her hand.

"Let's go to Shouyun Mountain to live temporarily, I happen to be traveling with a white senior of Tianxiang, I can introduce you to you."

"Although Bai Senpai is not handsome, but fortunately, Jin Dan is cultivated, and it is more than enough to be your man."

The woman raised her eyebrows lightly and replied with a smile: "I have never loved men, and you don't know it." ”

Zhou Xiaoyi: "It's a coincidence......"

·

Chen Changsheng's words throughout the Chu State were more like a trumpet, passing on Zhou Xiaoyi's throne to the world.

The few communication jades in the hands of Zhao Qing and his aunt have all moved.

In the past ten years, the road that my aunt has walked...... It is also a story that their family has experienced together, and it is not too long.

It's a pity that Songshanfang was razed to the ground, otherwise it might have received more summons.

Chen Changsheng's cultivation is profound, and the Nine Swords disciple is extremely good at driving spiritual power, and it is easy for him to spread a word for 100,000 miles.

The North of the Desert.

There is not much green in the desert in spring, and the howling wind still rolls the yellow sand in the sky, running tirelessly.

There is only one deep valley with lush cedar trees and even a deep pool of clear water.

Leaving the country and the valley of dust, the cold family.

Thirty years ago, he married the Zhou family of Chu State and gave birth to a daughter, named Zhou Xiaoyi.

At this moment, a beautiful woman in a scarlet gauze dress slowly stopped the ink pen in her hand.

On the drawing board, a pair of delicate jade legs are soaked in the pool, and agile fish are swimming around the slender feet—exactly what she is doing at the moment.

The woman is over half a hundred years old, but she can't see the slightest woman's posture on her face, but she is as beautiful as a girl who has not left the cabinet.

Leng Xian seemed to be in a good mood, teasing the spirit fish in the pool with her small feet, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy.

"Xian'er, don't you want to go back to Chu State?"

The head of the Leng family was a middle-aged male cultivator, and he slowly came to the front at this moment.

The woman's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and a light smile came out: "It's cheaper for the Zhou family's group of dog things." ”

"Daddy, do you want to be the emperor?"

"I'll ask Xiaoyi to make room for you."

The man smiled helplessly and suspiciously: "She summoned you?" ”

Leng Xian lifted the jade foot from the pool, and the flying water splashed his father's robe.

A snort came from her nose, and she said, "Xiaoyi should come and pick me up soon, the daughter I raised, can there be a mistake?" ”

May feel watery.

It's the last end of the world line.

It's the end, it's the beginning.

After two chapters of daily life, the same characters, a new story, begins.