s a source of contagion.From a cold perspective, death is also a way to reduce the sources of plague infection.In fact, if this plague hadn't spread to three counties and throughout the nation, perhap...The seven-colored flag cloud carriage flies through the air, and Qing Xiaosan's successor, the leader of the younger generation at Lingxiao Pavilion, sits in this carriage together. With a swift rush, they return home.
Ye Dazhen was somewhat listless, and was closing his eyes to cultivate his spirit.
The young master sat with his hand resting on his chin, looking out the car window, but he wasn't clearly focused.
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He said in a daze, “I heard that when someone enters your heart, every smile and frown they have will stir up the waves of your heart. So even a little unhappiness would be very obvious in your eyes. Father, is that right”
Ye Zhenren looked at his daughter and remained silent, only sighing inwardly.
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The waves of the Yangtze River push forward the preceding waves. You, Ye Lingxiao, still have to work harder...
Yè Qīngyǔ asked again, "Do you also notice my mother's mood"
Ye Lingxiao's heart suddenly softened, and he said softly, "Of course. Her joys and sorrows are my sunshine and rain."
Ye Qingyu stared blankly: "Father, you're really good at coaxing girls. Mother must love to hear it."
"Wrong, your mother is a clear-headed person who doesn't like to hear this." Ye Lingxiao shook his head gently: "But she loves me."
Ye Qingyu still stared at the sea of clouds, vast swathes of them, like cotton candy, fixed in the high sky. It seemed that only the flag cloud vehicles were moving—the tanks flew too fast, seemingly leaving everything behind.
"Tell me about my mother! I rarely hear you talk about her." she whispered.
Ye Lingxiao also looked at Yunhai, opened his mouth, and finally said: "It's not time yet, I'll tell you later."
Yè Qingyǔ wasn't willful, or rather, she had been willful when she was very young. But Yè Língxiāo, who always obeyed her, remained unyielding on this matter. "Then tell me what you think of Jiāng Wàng—you can't refuse your precious daughter a second time, can you"
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"Hmm." Ye Lingxiao let out a soft sigh, looking at his beloved daughter. "Sweetheart, are you feeling a lot of pressure right now"
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Ye Qingyu fell silent.
The white-haired boy who once turned and descended the mountain, in the blink of an eye, became the number one true master in history. She hadn't realized it before, or perhaps she had intentionally ignored it... but there was really a lot of pressure.
Jiang Wang, this person, has carried too much burden and struggled hard to get to where she is today. Now that she has finally avenged herself and achieved freedom, she really doesn't want to become a potential burden on others.
Perhaps she wasn't, of course Jiang Wang wouldn't think so. But an outer sect cultivator walking beside a contemporary real person would become the enemy's breakthrough point, and would become someone who needed to be watched over when something happened.
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She is Ye Qingyu, the daughter of Ye Lingxiao and the young mistress of Lingxiao Pavilion.
Although she had never experienced any danger, never truly fought for her life, and had never even killed a person... she should have lived a peaceful life, calm and undisturbed. But how could she only be held in the palm of someone's hand, always afraid of being shattered
At the very least, you should have the strength to protect yourself.
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“I don’t have any pressure,” she told her father.
She smiled gently: "With you here, where would I get any pressure from"
Ye Lingxiao looked at her, his eyes filled with compassion: "You haven't fully grasped the true mystery of Yunzhuan... I will be training you from now on, my good daughter, are you afraid of hardship"
Ye Qingyu didn't answer directly, just pursed her lips.
He stood up again, moved to Jiang Annan's side, rubbed her head gently, and said with determination: "Jiang Annan, we have to work hard!"
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The interior of the Qiyun car is very spacious.
Sitting cross-legged with the clumsy grey thing, you took a piece and I took a piece and I took a piece and I took a piece… Fairly dividing the candies as they ate, Jiang Anan, dazed, looked up: “Huh”
When Jiang Wang met Bai Mao Feng at Yue Yongquan, he began to worry about the state of affairs on the grasslands. Bai Mao Feng itself wasn't something to be concerned about, but its unusual appearance was worrisome.
As for such a hegemonic state as Mu Guo, with its absolute power, it should be able to easily suppress all destabilizing factors. Why then is it so evasive about this
Thinking about how many people have gone crazy, it makes one ponder.
...What happened on this prairie
Now, in the prosperous Great Mu Empire, where everything is thriving like oil being heated on a fire, how long will this good fortune last
Under the flowers, is the soil still fertile
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That "union of all teachings," with various factions entering the grassland, is a strategy to strengthen the foundations and resources of the pastoral state. However, there are also some potential dangers... Will the court be able to control it
Of course, Jiang Wang didn't go directly to the Cangyu Patrol Office or the Minhe Temple. He was not foolish enough to chase after the source himself. After all, for the prairie, he was an outsider.
The Azure Feather Patrol Department might have its own reasons for doing things this way, but there’s no need to tell him that.
Therefore, she only confided in Xiao Wu privately about these matters, asking the Damo Horse to pay attention himself. Whether or not a thorough investigation was needed, or if there were any unmentionable hidden reasons, Princess Helan Yunyun of the Damo Royal Family had her own ideas.
After the grand wedding, guests dispersed.
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Jiang Wang bid farewell to her relatives and friends one by one, and also said goodbye to the newly married couple. She returned to Xingyueyuan with Chu Yao.
Chu Yao's mother lived in Linzi and had her own job and life. It wasn't suitable to keep a widowed friend close by. Moreover, Zhang Cuifang was a strong-willed person who insisted on fending for herself; she wouldn't be content staying idle.
After killing Zhuang Gaoxian and washing away the old grievances, Jiang Wang did not immediately call Chu Yao to his side. He also thought that Chu Yao was still young and perhaps should accompany his own mother. After all, Linzi had everything, and Chu Yao could also practice well there.
But Chu Yao wanted to follow his master. Zhang Cuihua also wrote a letter this time to congratulate Jiang Wangyi's wedding, and she offered the savings of these years, preparing an extremely generous gift, her intentions were sincere.
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Jiang Wang was afraid she would overthink things, so he brought Chu Yao along and let Chong Xuan Sheng and the others go back by themselves.
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There has never been any powerful force on the Starry Moon Plains. It's not that there's no fertile ground for it here, but Qi Jing doesn't allow it.
It has always been a buffer zone between Qi and Jing, and it once served as a battlefield for the Xiang and Xu nations.
As such, the White Jade Capital became an exception.
Today, Bai Yu Jing Wine House has seen the departure of Lin Xian and the arrival of Zhu Weiwo.
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A young monk who had gone on a pilgrimage returned, and with him came an Immortal named Jiang.
In the Star Moon Origin where there are no powerful figures, one can be considered a phoenix among chickens, quite eye-catching.
12th Floor.
Chu Yao stood obediently by the side, while Jiang Wang flipped through "Records of the Blade Carving the Sea," specifically the chapter on "Pastoral Management," and casually said to Lian Yuchuan in front of him, “You spend all day in the tavern. Doesn't your father want you”
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Lian Yuchun looked at him with resentment: “You said I would be the first to appear…”
“...I didn't mean to rush you.” Jiang Wang immediately surrendered: “You go ahead with your work. I was just checking in on the employees.”
“Then I thank the host for their concern!” The brazier was already boiling, and Lian Yuchán lifted the small teapot, picked some good tea leaves brought by Xiang Guo, and poured a cup for Jiang Wàng. She then turned to look at Chu Yaō: “Young Master, what would you like to drink Tea Wine Our shop has good wine suitable for children.”
Chu Yao wanted to respond politely, but she didn't dare to speak out of fear of letting slip something. For a moment, she blushed from holding back.
His stance wasn't simple, it was the 'carrying-mountain' stance used by Xuan practitioners for body refinement. It was perfect for building a foundation. But it required moving all his energy, otherwise he would be crushed by the "mountain."
"Alright, I know you've been working hard, no need to reply." Lian Yuchan stopped there, gave a charming smile, put down the teapot, and left.
Chu Yao stood perfectly still, but her peripheral vision darted around. Sometimes she glanced at her master, sometimes at Lian Yuchun's retreating figure.
But Jiang Wang casually threw a body-refining pill over, and he nimbly caught it in his mouth. With a few crunching sounds, he swallowed it down. This kind of probing was also a tacit understanding between master and apprentice.
Jiang Wang raised his hand, gesturing for him to disperse the formation and relax his muscles: "What are you thinking about"
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Chu Yao dared not deceive her master, and honestly said, "I'm wondering which wife this is."
"Stand at attention!" Jiang Wang glared. "You have no filter, stand for another hour!"
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Chu Yao grinned and stood up again.
To not speak is to show disrespect to elders, to tell lies is to betray one's teachers and ancestors, and to tell the truth is to be unrestrained.
Master, master, must I be so plagued by difficulties my whole life
Jiang Wang let the scroll of "Pastoral Treatise" lie on the table and casually ordered, "Stand in your stance while reading, and afterwards, I will test you on what you've learned."
With a shift of his feet, his figure vanished.
What is meant to come, will come.
The White Jade Palace stands twelve stories high, towering over the Heavenly Wind Valley. As Jiang Wang stepped out of the palace, his figure ascended beyond the clouds, out of reach of ordinary people's sight.
Where he stood, the heavenly winds ceased and the five elements were stabilized. Primal energy returned to its proper place.
The worldly clamor subsides into tranquility, only his clear voice echoes: "When friends come from afar, why be sneaky"
A painting scroll leapt out, hanging open, the canvas a blank sheet, yet a voice filled with vicissitudes rang out from within: "What's all this sneaking around! I just got here!"
The other party was indeed new here, and they hadn't covered their tracks well. Calling him out in advance was like knocking on the door.
But if Master Jiang wants to pick a fight, who cares
He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding the air of a master. His gaze swept across the canvas at random, and in an instant, a spark appeared, piercing through the rules of this painting and leaping to the center. "What devil dares to play tricks before me!"
A luminous hand reached out and grasped the ember of the three-fold fire. Then, a tall, thin man in his middle years, clad in a loose Taoist robe, stepped completely out of the canvas. He extinguished the ember while looking at Jiang Wang: "Jiang, are you deliberately starting trouble"
Jiang Wangjun raised an eyebrow: "If you say you don't recognize me, then you're really picking a fight. It's not strange that I don't recognize you. Are you very famous"
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The man who walked out of the painting was in his middle years. His eyes were as bright as mirrors, his face glowed, and his voice was very gentle: “My name is Fu Dongxu, and I am honored to be the first among the Mirror World Stage.”
Jiang Wang's question today about whether Lian Yuchan wanted to return home was not without reason. It wasn't that he thought Lian Yuchan demanded too much money, but he intentionally wanted to control the scale of Bai Yujing and avoid upsetting anyone.
But these two characters are "don't want to", not "don't dare".
A true master of the present world is an absolute powerhouse in this reality. They hold high positions within any faction and can establish their own sect or even protect a nation. In most parts of the world, they are free to move about unhindered and do not need agreements to operate. Even within the six hegemon nations, as long as they give prior notice, they will rarely be stopped.
"Such is the case of 'a true person has no taboo'!"
Lian Yuchuan was unwilling to return to the Elephant Kingdom and insisted on becoming a celestial being to catch up with Baiyu Xia and Lin Xian. He wouldn't say anything about it.
He didn't want to cause trouble, that was his nature, he disliked getting involved in disputes. But if someone's nerves were truly touched, he would stop and ask — why so sensitive!
At this moment, upon hearing Fu Dongxu's introduction of himself, he uttered an "Oh!" "You're the Mirror Stage leader who accused me of consorting with demons"
Fu Dongxu wore a look of shame: "No one knew about Zhuang Gaoxian's divine powers before, but now you've seen them, and they could easily fool anyone. The person in charge at the time was not on the same level as Zhuang Gaoxian. He was completely misled and turned around in circles. He acted out of a desire to exorcise demons and protect the way, wanting to send you to Yujing Mountain for a thorough investigation, which led to this mistake… Of course, I was busy with my duties and made an oversight. I trusted my subordinates and didn't investigate further, so I also bear responsibility."
Grandiose words, Zhenren Jiang had heard too many. He didn't even bother to raise an eyelid. With his toetip, he tapped lightly on the void below Yun Kong, a look of self-importance in his eyes: "This is Xingyue Plain, and the Star Moon Pact was signed here. According to the Star Moon Pact, you should still be the Deputy Stage Master now, shouldn't you"
Fu Dongxu wasn't angry at all. Having reached his position, what hadn't he experienced A real person who broke the history of cultivation records was qualified to be a little eccentric.
He was just a little confused—everyone said Jiang Wang was polite and measured, so what was going on now Was he suddenly prickly and only hit people in the face
After staring at Jiang Wang for a while, she finally said: "Master Jiang, I have a question. What do you think of the Jing Kingdom"
"I have great respect for Jingguo and the contributions he has made to humankind. I simply have an issue with you." Jiang Wang spoke frankly: "Originally, because of a demon-hunting order, I went from being the leader of the Yellow River's demons to a prisoner overnight, almost losing my life! It's hard for me to understand that you, Fu Zhenren, don't feel any guilt"
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"I understand!" Fu Dongxu nodded seriously, still with a very good attitude: "It seems like I shouldn't have come today. It was my oversight. I simply felt that Sang Xian Shou was too fierce and wouldn't be suitable for this negotiation."
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“Actually, it doesn’t matter who comes.” Jiang Wang said in a low voice, “I’m never afraid of others being fierce.”
Fu Dongxu's expression was calm, and his tone had a kind of tolerance that comes with age: "Don't overreact, I mean no threat."
Jiang Wang laughed heartily, changing to a friendly tone: "Master Fu, what would you like to talk to me about"
Fu Dongxu said: "As everyone knows, Xingyue was originally a remote territory of the Central Great Jing Empire—"
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"Wait a minute." Jiang Wang smiled and interrupted him: "Does Qi Guo agree with that"
Fu Dongxu also smiled: "Then I'll just be straight!"
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He looked at Jiang Wang and said, "This place is special. It's never allowed to have too much powerful force. We'll come to you in the future when your divine presence arrives. Because Yu Heng Xingjun has communicated with us, and since your divine presence hasn't reached the point where it needs to be restricted yet, we allow you to recruit soldiers and horses here, gather talents, and do whatever you want."
"Now you truly understand, your strength is not as it was before. It's enough to change the situation in Starmoon Origin. Here I make a final decision. I had to come, I had to give you a warning. I must emphasize—me and Mirror Stage have no opinion on you, we just follow procedures, and we will give you enough time to relocate."
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“What kind of power” Jiang Wang was surprised: “Bai Yu Jing is just a tavern!”
He really doesn't intend to build any kind of power base.
Whether it be the country or the clan, none of them are what he seeks.
He has now seen through the truth, and next he will strive to become a member of the Tai Xu Pavilion.
If a faction were actually established, then having to swear an oath of withdrawal when the time comes and returning only after the term ends would be such a hassle!
Is it still better this way
Even a member of the Tai Xu Pavilion has to remain completely neutral; they can't just ignore their own tavern.
This answer clearly surprised Fu Dongxu: "Didn't you intend to settle down in Xingyueyuan"
“I misunderstood!” Jiang Wang retorted. “Xingyue is a neutral territory, and I am also a neutral person. I just opened a tavern here to support my family and have some fun with a few friends. What kind of power would I build It would distract me from my cultivation! The entire Baiyijing Tavern only has a few extraordinary cultivators, not even enough for two tables when drinking together. Have you ever seen any force with so few people”
Fu Dongxu fell into thought... Not to mention, on closer inspection, it seemed really hard to call Bai Yu Jing Restaurant a force.
He did not accept disciples, nor hire subordinates, and he did not even open his door.
Jiang Wangdao again, "Master Fu, forgive my boldness—you truly have no objections to me If a winehouse can be considered a sect, then how many sects are there in the world! Can the Mirror World Stage possibly manage them all"
Fu Dongxu looked at him, his eyes sincere: "True Man Jiang, I truly have no opinion of you, on the contrary, I admire you very much! The Mirror World Stage and the Jing Guo both opened their doors to you. If you could forgive my past mistakes, we could even be friends."
"I am a person who cannot deceive myself. Friendship is out of the question, after all, the damage has been done. " Now Jiang Wangzhen was true to herself, with no need to hide her feelings: "But you should also believe that under circumstances where our positions don't clash, no one wants to be an enemy of Jing Guo. We can coexist peacefully—I wonder if you would be willing to show a bit of goodwill, starting with not bothering my little tavern"
Fu Dongxu smiled: "Today, seeing you and chatting with you personally, I realized that you are different from what I imagined."
“Why is it different” Jiang Wang asked.
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Fu Dongxu said: “I thought you were a stubborn, resolute person who was set in your ways. I thought you would see Jing Guo as the enemy and, as a young genius, after experiencing some grievances, you would be consumed with thoughts of how to seek revenge like a gentleman and how to overthrow the Central Empire.”
“Obsessive, stubborn, headstrong At times…yes. I wouldn't want that side of me to come out either.” Jiang Wang shrugged. “As for what you said about overthrowing the Central Empire, let alone whether or not I could do it—who would guard the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons if you overthrew it”
"You're right!" Fu Dongxu laughed heartily. "Well then! If you promise me that you won't develop your power here, and have no intention of monopolizing Xingyueyuan... we can coexist peacefully. The Mirror World Stage won't bother with you either."
Jiang Wangdao: "Have you ever seen the night sky of Xingyueyuan Stars dotting the plains, the moon rising into the vast expanse, as if within reach. The most beautiful scenery in the world should be shared by all people. I am not someone who would claim a place for myself and shut others out."
Fu Dongxu cast him a deep glance, then turned and walked into the blank canvas.
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