The news in Fucai Kingdom has just passed, and if something happens, it will be settled. It will not change the overall situation even if it is a hundred times. The most important thing is to prevent problems before they happen.

Under the moonlight, more than ten water curtains are floating in the White Jade Palace Pavilion in Yinheng Mountain, and scenes in the ancestors' halls are shown.

The head and elders of the Tiele Mansion and its lower sect stood respectfully in front of the portrait of the ancestor's hall and bowed.

A woman in a golden dress sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and said:

"There are many alien monks hidden in the nine sects. As long as the 'Shen Shuai Platform' appears once, it may lead to a disaster of corpses that are buried thousands of miles away... Send people to patrol all sects, families, ferries, and blessed land south of the Great Yan Dynasty..."

Old Patriarch Shangguan has always been domineering in his work, and he doesn't even take the two masters, who are the three elders, seriously so he naturally wants to check whom.

But south of the Great Yan Dynasty, there are not only Tie Ling Mansions, but also Jing Tai and Yunshui Jiantan. Going to check the areas where various forces are not open to the public is equivalent to taking off your pants and seeing how big the bird is. You don’t have to think about it and you will offend people. You still have to consider the human nature of the world.

The water curtain on the side of the Emperor Dayan is the ancestor of the Iron Mansion; the burly Situ Baye bowed:

"According to the alliance of the Nine Sects, the autonomous land of the sects has no real evidence, so the sects cannot cross-border law enforcement; Lingye secretly went to Zhuyan City to investigate, which has made Tiandi City dissatisfied. He only found out that the 'Shen Shutou Platform' was not taken to attack. He sent someone to search for all the sects in the south directly. Jinglutai and Yunshui Jiantan must not be allowed to enter, and it also violated the rules. It may be more appropriate to let them check and correct themselves."

Situ Baye is able to be the lord of the palace because he is good at managing his own management ability, and the same is true for the lords of the other eight sects.

There are naturally suggestions for internal meetings of the sect. If they are all the one-man show of the ancestors, they will not be able to stand up even if they have the business of everyone.

Shangguan Yutang responded to this persuasion:

"Qiu Boyue and Li Jianyang were both dissatisfied with me and ordered them to check and correct themselves. They could not obey orders, and obeying orders would be lip service."

Situ Baye thought for a while, but shook his head:

"The rules are set by the ancestor. If we are the first to cross the boundary, we will be unable to convince the public in the future. When the Nine Sects meet in two months, the disciples will communicate seriously with the elders of the various sects. We must discuss a proper solution and give the ancestor a reply."

One of the functions of the "Nine Sects Alliance" once in a decade is that the elders in charge of the nine sects sit at a table to talk about things and adjust and revise the alliance.

There are many details of the covenant. What we want to discuss this time is probably "Whether the people should be punished if they explode the fairy mountain gate?" "Whether the female cultivator takes off her clothes and dances, should she let her ban the Sky Escape Tower?" and so on.

If there are no rules to follow, even a small matter that is a bullshit may cause two immortal families to fight for.

Shangguan Yutang thought about it, but in the end he focused on the rules he set, nodded:

"Go."

"yes."

The water curtains in the palace dissipated one after another, and the tranquility of the past was restored.

The little female dragon landed on the lotus platform and said with some sigh:

"You were so reckless before, why did you reach the top of the mountain? Instead, you had so many rules and regulations to limit yourself? If it were the case before, you would have swept the nine sects with a stick, and whoever dared not accept it would beat him."

Shangguan Yutang sat alone in the Tianwai Palace Pavilion, shook his head and said:

"The only one who can limit me is myself, but I am not omniscient and omnipotent. If I don't put shackles on myself, I will always do something wrong one day."

The little female dragon posed her big head a little bored:

"Oh~ I'm still comfortable fighting every day before. I thought the higher the Taoist practice, the more free healed, but I didn't expect that if I stood on the top of the mountain, I had to carry the sky so that the sky would fall and smash the short one to death..."

"Yeah~"

The little female dragon was whispering, and a beautiful and ambiguous sound suddenly appeared in the empty hall.

The little female dragon may have never heard such a "weird" hum from her master since she was born. She was stunned for a moment before looking blankly at the woman in the golden dress next to her.

Shangguan Yutang's face, which had always been unremitting, frowned, and his slender five fingers covered his lips. The momentum of looking down on all living beings in his eyes also weakened a lot. A trace of indescribable meaning kept emerging and suppressed.

The little mother dragon became serious and stared at the eyes of the woman in the golden dress:

"You... are in spring?"

"No, there was a problem with the exercise."

Shangguan Yutang wanted to close his eyes, but his shoulders shrank slightly, and his cross-sitting posture instantly turned into sitting sideways, as if he was clamping his legs...

"I'm good!"

The little female dragon seemed to have discovered a new continent. She approached her and wanted to look at her carefully, but she didn't expect that the master would slap her hand and slapp it on the spot.

Shangguan Yutang frowned, subconsciously clutching the hem of the long dragon scale skirt, constantly using the skills he had learned throughout his life to suppress the inexplicable impact in his heart.

But that unspeakable feeling seemed to come from the depths of her soul. Unless she self-destructs her soul, she would not be able to cut it off at all and would become stronger and stronger.

"This broken phoenix..."

Shangguan Yutang could forcibly suppress physical discomfort, but she did not dare to let go of things that were not under her control, especially the impulses in her heart.

Because if she accidentally stamped her feet, she might stomp everything in a radius of hundreds of miles.

After Shangguan Yutang was in a stalemate for a moment, he found that the impact had not stopped and was getting more and more excessive. His face was slightly cold, and a golden stream of light appeared in his eyes... ——

In the elegant and elegant water pavilion, breathing as if there was nothing.

On the bamboo yellow couch, Tang Jingwei's eyes were blurred, and her hands could instinctively hook Zuo Lingquan's neck, but her mind had already sunk into the tide of the spring river.

Tang Jingwen likes to sweat more, with some sweat beads hanging on her forehead; her dark blue collar was unbuttoned, revealing the fat dumplings embroidered on her bellyband.

Even in a state of loss of mind, Tang Jingyan was more conservative, covering her clothes with one hand to avoid being too tempted by Xiaolei.

But I was dizzy and ignored me.

Zuo Lingquan was lying on the couch, probably because he was too devoted and he didn't know where he put his hands, as if he was covering the hot tofu that had just come out of water...

No grass grows...

I don’t know how long it took to kiss, but Tang Jingwen’s eyes recovered a little, as if he noticed something.

"Um?"

Tang Jingwen woke up instantly and wanted to push Zuo Lingquan away, but found that he could not use his strength. With just a moment of delay, a golden stream of light began to emerge in his eyes. !!

Come again?!

Zuo Lingquan's body suddenly stiffened, and his intoxicated mind quickly recovered. He wanted to separate, but as last time, it was too late.

The eyes of the woman in front of him instantly turned into coldness, making it difficult for him to move at all, and could only look at each other.

The woman seemed to have expected something to happen. After coming here this time, she did not bite her tongue, but instead turned her head neatly and raised her hand, pushed Zuo Lingquan's cheek away, and said coldly:

"You dare...dare..."

The words came to an abrupt end again.

Zuo Lingquan felt that his right hand was so painful. He didn't know how much effort he had used, so he probably wanted to break his hand.

"Hell, lightly."

The woman's eyes widened, and the coldness in her eyes only remained for a short moment, and the little woman's timid sadness emerged.

She bit her lower lip and wanted to push Zuo Lingquan's hand in a panic. She then covered her mouth again, shy and helpless. Although she changed her individuals, her reaction was very consistent with her current situation.

Zuo Lingquan was sweating coldly. He wanted to be more polite to the old senior, but he couldn't move. He could only say terrified:

"Can you let me go first?"

The woman obviously didn't expect that this body was so difficult to control, and she was indeed a little helpless. After hearing this, she untied Zuo Lingquan's immobility.

Zuo Lingquan regained his freedom and quickly withdrew Hu Lai's right hand. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a call from outside the water pavilion:

“Master?!”

Both of them changed their faces.

The woman's eyes were faintly filled with golden light and she wanted to leave.

But what kind of cultivation level is Shangguan Lingye?

The two water pavilions were only more than ten feet apart, and Shangguan Lingye appeared in the room just by flashing away.

The vastness and golden light in the woman's eyes disappeared instantly, becoming the shyness and panic of her ordinary daughter's family. She hugged Zuo Lingquan and said, "Ah!"

Zuo Lingquan was not sure whether the ancestor had left or not, so he stood there and didn't know what to do.

Next to the bamboo yellow couch, Shangguan Lingye changed into a new phoenix skirt. Although his face was a little pale, he could not see the difference from the past.

Shangguan Lingye's clear eyes were originally filled with respect and a vague suspicion, but after seeing the scene in front of him, his expression was stunned.

I saw Zuo Lingquan hugging the woman with one hand on her beautiful figure, with traces of rouge remaining on her face.

The woman was not dressed in a mess, her face was not flushed, and her skirt was a little high; Zuo Lingquan's hand had not been completely retracted...

Shangguan Lingye stared at the two of them in disbelief:

"Master, you...you two?!"

Wu Qingwan also ran out, saw the messy scene, shrank her neck, and then retreated to the house and closed the door.

"Tang Jingwen" hugged Zuo Lingquan, pulled up his clothes to cover it, and buried his face in Zuo Lingquan's chest, looking as if he was shameless and said hurriedly:

"Imperial Concubine, what are you doing? I...I..."

Zuo Lingquan heard this familiar tone and breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged Tang Jingwen and said awkwardly:

"Senior, have you woken up? The ancestor has left long ago. Jingyun and I, well... just have a little intimate..."

Shangguan Lingye lived for a hundred years. Although he saw the scene he shouldn't have seen, his mind was not confused. She looked at Tang Jingwen's every move carefully:

"I just heard a saying 'You dare again'. Although I didn't finish it, my tone didn't look like Miss Tang. Master, I know it's you. I just wanted to say a few words to you, without interrupting you..."
To be continued...