Wow...

The waterfall fell into the cold pond, and the roar brought by the rock cliff, accompanied by the rustling bamboo leaves, making the wooden house on the cliff look quiet.

The sunset shone through the window and sprinkled in the clean and tidy room. A sword was placed horizontally on the desk, and there was a tea-green wooden stick next to it.

The dressing table was placed in front of the bed, and Wu Qingwan was wearing a long cloud-white dress, sitting upright in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the warm face in the mirror, and it was difficult to come back to her senses for a long time.

The skirt was given by Zuo Lingquan when he first arrived at Qihuang Valley. It has been a few years since then, but Wu Qingwan has preserved it well and is still as neat as new.

The same is true for the beauty in the bronze mirror.

Although the woman in the mirror has not changed in appearance, her temperament has long since changed from a "slight fairy" to a "soft and charming little woman".

Once she sat in this room, all she thought about was the small sect that was blown by the wind outside the door, and the Great Dao Eternal Life, which was nowhere to be found to be far away from despair.

Now that the sect is at its peak, the road is close at hand, she sits here again, but doesn't care much about this. All she thinks about is the handsome cheek that has changed her life.

She once carried the harem indomitable and was responsible for her responsibility. Compared to climbing up along the path of cultivation, she prefers to be a little woman who takes care of her husband and children. Lingquan is allowed to break through the wind, rain and waves, while she is the warmest harbor behind her, allowing Lingquan to face many difficulties and obstacles, when she looks back, she can see her standing behind her back, secretly encouraging and supporting her silently.

In the past, she thought these thoughts were a bit "unprofessional" and were too petty; but when the ancestor also entered the game and gradually turned from the supreme Valkyrie to the humming little woman bullied by Ling Quan, she realized that she was just walking faster; if she had the opportunity to become the little woman behind her lover, no one would be willing to shoulder the burden and move forward alone.

Now that the main business is over, I can completely put down my burden and marry into the Zuo family to start the life I want most. Wu Qingwan is naturally looking forward to it.

After all, when she was practicing Taoism before, due to her experience, Zuo Lingquan refused to let her take action, and she was relatively weak among the girls. However, when she returned to the Zuo family and started to have a family life, the situation was different.

As the "master of weapon refining in the boudoir", in the event of fighting in the house, she will surely transform into the "Wanwan Demon King". Even the ancestors must hide from each other wherever they go, truly demonstrating the dominance of "Lingquan's first woman"...

But it's not sure...

While Wu Qingwan was thinking about it, she suddenly remembered the Great Immortal Lord Mei.

It was a coincidence that Mei Xianjun was the last woman in Lingquan. She was unprecedentedly tough and had an unprecedented level of strength. Her mind and thick skin were all at home. She showed her "big sister's posture" as soon as she entered the door and began to take over Lingye's "Big House Dominance", which made Lingye very stressed and secretly ran to her for peace and fight against foreign enemies.

Wu Qingwan didn't know whether these gadgets could scare Mei Xianjun.

As the immortal Mei came up, she dared to walk around in Lingye's equipment. She probably couldn't. Maybe she had worked hard and long to create a killing weapon. After getting it, Xianjun Mei was not afraid, but she also turned around to thank her.

Then she is so stupid that she won't become a enemy...

Wu Qingwan sat alone in the room, secretly thinking about her future strategy for the enemy. Before she could come up with everyone, familiar steps came from under the cliff...

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The spring is long and the canyon is silent.

When a distinguished guest came, the elders of Qihuang Valley warned him that thousands of disciples were in order. When they were in their respective residences, they could only hear the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, without any noise.

Zuo Lingquan walked alone through the forest path and looked at the familiar scenery carefully. Qihuang Valley left many memories. Although it was not as heart-wrenching as he was traveling outside, the urgency of being helpless and facing danger at the bottom was still fresher than the battle between immortals and demons outside.

When I arrived at the location of the Danyi Room, I saw that there were many more houses in the bamboo forest, and all of them lived in disciples, but the small courtyard next to the cold pond was still empty, and there were fences around it, with the words "No entry" written on it. Disciples were always watching nearby, and there were even two disciples meditating beside the cold pond, probably trying to absorb the luck of Zuo Daxian Emperor.

Zuo Lingquan did not disturb these little disciples, and came to the stone cliff next to the waterfall and looked up.

The gentle beauty on the stone cliff soon appeared from the cliff. The first thing that caught my eye was the amazingly heavy scale. Only by looking down could you see half of the delicate cheeks covered by the upside-down sea bowl.

It's so big...

Even after sucking countless times, Zuo Lingquan still had no resistance to Wanwan's mind. Seeing this, his eyes were a little wrong.

When Wu Qingwan saw this scene, she felt a little helpless and said:

"Lingquan, come up."

It disappeared on the edge of the cliff.

Zuo Lingquan walked up the stone cliff from the winding path and came to the stone plaza at the top.

The wooden house on the stone plaza is still there, and you can vaguely see the "Water Curtain Cave" hidden behind the waterfall.

Wu Qingwan wore a long cloud-white dress with an elegant and quiet posture. She walked into the wooden house, sorting out old objects, and said softly:

"My Fairy Master Mei felt that the layout of Qihuang Valley was average, so he personally took the initiative to re-outline it in the hall; Aunt Huang also came over, Qiu Tao and the others were there, don't you go and see it?"

Zuo Lingquan walked into the room, hugged Qingwan's waist from behind, and helped her lift her heavy load:

"I have a special identity and it's awkward to appear in public. Let's meet later. Senior Wu, why don't you go there? Are you waiting for me alone when you stay here?"

Wu Qingwan is naturally waiting for Zuo Lingquan here and returning to the place where she remembers the deepest. If she doesn't recall the past well with Zuo Lingquan, wouldn't that be in vain?

But these things are too fucked. Seeing that your chest lightened, Wu Qingwan hit Zuo Lingquan's restless hand:

"I remembered that I am a senior? I promised that when I was practicing, I didn't care about my identity, and I would treat me as an elder on weekdays. The result was so good that I treated me as an elder when I practiced, in order to break through the taboos. I didn't care about me anymore and treated me as a young wife."

Zuo Lingquan held her and refused to let go, and put her chin on Qingwan's shoulder:

"Who said that I always obey you, okay? Every time I'm with Lingye, I take care of you the most..."

When Wu Qingwan heard these inappropriate words, she became angry and turned from her arms to face Zuo Lingquan:

"You are so embarrassed to say that because I am weak-hearted, you bully the weak and fear the strong. When I bully you, what do I prepare for Lingye? You will greet me first. If she dares not try, I will dare?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled and said softly, holding Qingwan:

"I dare not go back, but Wanwanxiu doesn't like this afterwards?"

Wu Qingwan naturally likes it. What she does is to rush to practice with Lingye. Whoever is weak-skinned and can't let go will suffer.

However, if you dare to admit these things in front of Zuo Lingquan, he is afraid that he will be lawless, so Qingwan still said unhappy:

"What do I like? How hard it is to be that kind of taste? You can't understand it at all as a man. If I hadn't felt sorry for you and didn't want to disappoint you, how could I agree? I was so reserved before, have you forgotten?"

Zuo Lingquan blinked: "Is he a little forgotten, why don't Wanwan help me recall it?"

“…”

Wu Qingwan knew Zuo Lingquan too well, so how could she not understand Zuo Lingquan's meaning? She wanted to play role-playing with a role-playing of "a dignified teacher who was fooled by an unscrupulous junior".

Wu Qingwan raised her hand and pinched Zuo Lingquan's face:

"Be honest, don't just think about this... it's not dark yet."

As he said that, he took Zuo Lingquan's hand, walked out of the wooden house and came to the cliff.

Above the cliff, next to the source of the waterfall, there is a stone pillar thrown from Yutang that year, and next to it is a lonely tomb with Yue Pingyang's name engraved.

Wu Qingwan came to the tomb, and together with Zuo Lingquan, lit incense at the master, then came to the edge of the cliff, looking at the huge valley and the endless visits of monks outside.

Zuo Lingquan stood beside him, looking at the valley that had changed a lot in just a few years, and sighed softly:

"Master Yue protects the Great Pill for a hundred years. If he is still there, he will be very happy to see the Qihuang Valley and the Great Pill now."

Wu Qingwan nodded: "Master is a person with great perseverance. He can seek immortality but not. He returns to his hometown and ends his life in this small place. He can be called the word "saint". Unfortunately, none of us who are disciples have become a weapon."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head gently: "Hey, this is wrong, why didn't he become a good person?"

"You mean the second uncle?" Wu Qingwan sighed quietly: "The second uncle has talent here but has nowhere to display it. He can only go out and explore. If he can't come back, he can't change the situation."

Zuo Lingquan pulled Qingwan and smiled and said, "No, I mean Wanwan. The ability is not just about personal combat power. Master Qiu didn't fight in a battle, so he is still the highest-ranking immortal master of the nine sects. If you can lead the way seriously and bring me out, it is true that you have the ability. There are many small sects in the world. How many of them can revive the dead and forcefully revitalize them like you?"

Wu Qingwan raised her hand and twisted Zuo Lingquan's waist:

"Don't talk nonsense. Lord Qiu is Guagua's ancestor, the ancestor of Qihuanggua. If you make such a joke, you will be heard by others. Do you still marry Guagua?"

"How can this be called a joke? It means 'teaching is good'."

Wu Qingwan shook her head and said, "I didn't teach you anything, I just practiced with you a few times... You taught me almost the same thing. I said it was the first time I didn't understand anything, but I licked everything from the beginning. I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life..."

As the topic was talked about, I became a little drifty.

Wu Qingwan glanced at Zuo Lingquan, then looked elsewhere, and subconsciously tightened her clothes.

Zuo Lingquan and Wanwan have been together for so long, how could they not understand the meaning? They took Qingwan's hand and walked towards the Water Curtain Cave:

"Let's go in and take a look. This is the first 'cave' I have ever been. I've come here, so it's a pity if I don't have to sit down..."

Wu Qingwan knew that she had entered, and it was Zuo Lingquan who meditated. She sat in the lotus face to face, with a little hesitant look on her eyes, and she thought for a while and said:

"It's not dark yet, why are you anxious? Lingye is there, call her over so that she won't be bored. She will come over in the middle of the night and say that I'm eating alone, and I'm still in the wrong."

"Yeah?"

Zuo Lingquan turned his head and looked outside Qihuang Valley, chuckled softly, got up and flew over.

During a brief conversation, it was already dusk and the sunset hung on the cliff to the west.

Wu Qingwan stood on the edge of the cliff, watching Zuo Lingquan's back move away, and then turned her eyes to the distant sky.

The habit of the past was always in the early morning when I looked at the sun, stretched my waist and took a deep breath, sighing: The new day has come.

But today, Wu Qingwan made an exception before dusk, raised her hand and stretched.

After all, no matter how soon or later, from this moment on, yesterday has become the past, and a new life in the future has come to my mind...

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While Qingwan was looking forward to a better life tomorrow, Lord Baoer, who was once a mortal enemy, also sat on the roof of a gorgeous ferry, with his winged statue on his back, holding a white cat in his arms, staring at the sunset in the sky.

The big white cat that has been raised for many years has accompanied her for several days and nights. Whenever she finishes her business, when the night is late, she sits in the empty hall, looking at the invisible mountain outside the hall, and traveling thousands of miles.

At that time, what I was thinking about was the immortality of the great way; it was all kinds of heavy matters; it was my fault, why did my master alienate her and left her alone without caring about it. Every day seemed fulfilling and there were endless things to think about, but now when I looked back, I looked like a poor and busy passerby on earth. I thought I could live up to my life, but in fact I was living in vain every day.

After all these ups and downs, she grew from an indifferent girl who only knows about immortality to a real woman; she doesn't have so many thoughts in her heart, but she just looks calm after taking right and wrong. She seems to be idle and idle, but she is extremely fulfilling. After all, she is now living as a woman, feeling every bit of "being a human being" all the time.

The ability to see through the world today is inseparable from the Master's secret guidance. The chromogenic husband who forced her into the mortal world naturally made great contributions.
To be continued...