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    Jiuyuan Xianzong, a mirage.

    ?Because the suzerain is trapped, the suzerain is vacant.  Each of the nine major courts holds a case.  Thirty-six elders attended together.  Tianquzi had just washed off the magic breath, his face was pale and his lips were pale.  It was the midsummer of June, and he was still wearing a feather satin cape, showing a somewhat sick face.

    All the eight masters expressed their human concern for him. After all, if he collapses, who can push the hard work to.

    Tian Quzi collected other news, but only concealed the matter of Xu Hua's escape.  At that time, she was disheveled and escaped from Yingchi's inner hall. I'm afraid it is self-evident what happened to her.

    ? The privacy of others should not be disclosed to the public.  Tian Quzi played with the amber in his sleeve, and the other masters were very curious about the puppet.  Mu Kuangyang rubbed his chin: "If a female golem can conceive a devil baby, then a male golem must also be able to survive the blood of his parents." She turned to ask the four elders of the Sword Sect: "If I get a male golem, what should you do?"  Do you have any comments?"

    The four elders' eyelids twitched, and at the same time they expressed that they had no objection - as long as you don't come to moles us, we have no objection to whoever you mess with.

    While talking, a disciple suddenly came to report: "I report to all the masters and elders, there is a woman at the foot of the mountain asking to see Xi Zhangyuan."

    Um?  Everyone frowned, and it was Tian Quzi who asked, "I know that you are all in charge of the court, why did you report it at this time?"

    The disciple said cautiously: "Xi Zhangyuan, this woman claims to be the head of the puppet, Xu Hua. The disciple dare not make any claims when the demons come to visit."

    Tianquzi was frozen in an instant, and then thawed in an instant.  The surrounding eyes have become colorful.  He said: "Please enter the bitter bamboo forest to serve tea."

    The Bitter Bamboo Forest is his residence, Fu Chunfeng, the elder of the Sword Sect, immediately said: "It is about the survival of the Immortal Sect, and it is not only the Xizhangyuan who cares about it. Why don't you just invite the puppet leader to the Mirage Terrace."

    As soon as Tianquzi said the words, he already felt a little inappropriate, but he didn't insist at this time, and waved his disciples to follow suit.

    In fact, there are neither pavilions nor pavilions in mirages.

    It looks like Qionglou Yuyu and Huadong Feiyu, but they are nothing more than a mirage constructed by Jiuyuan Xianzong with a magic circle.  Xu Hua stepped across Danchi, only to see the surrounding wind and clouds surging, and the building was sunk in the depths of the clouds.

    It is not difficult to imagine a fairy palace by magic, but the fragrant grass and green trees, flying birds and swimming fish, all have both spirit and form.  The lines carved by knives can be clearly seen on the stone.

    In this magic circle alone, the demeanor of everyone in Jiuyuan Xianzong is undoubtedly displayed.

    Xu Hua's robes are red and black, her hair is tied with a beaded crown, and she is decorated with pearls.  It's not as soft and beautiful as when I first saw it, but it adds a dashing and heroic appearance.  Tian Quzi lingered on her folding fan of the same color as her robe for a while, then moved away, and lowered his eyes and said, "What's the matter with the head of the puppet?"

    The heart beats fast, but the words speak slowly.  Every word is calm, it sounds even a little cold.

    In contrast, Xu Hua was more enthusiastic.  She glanced at all the people in the seat, and saw Tian Quzi's yin and yang double fish adornment on his waist. She smiled and said, "Xi Zhangyuan is polite." She leaned slightly, and closed the folding fan in her hand, making a soft sound.

    The whole mirage is filled with sweet-scented osmanthus, like sugar and honey, ecstasy.  The visitor didn't have the slightest anxiety of stepping into the Immortal Sect as a demon, but Tian Quzi was disturbed.  The dark fragrance invaded his body, he sat still, and his words were like ice: "The puppet should not come here for politeness."

    The other eight directors looked at each other. Although Tianquzi was the director of the Yinyang Academy, he had always been quite gentle with others.  It seems too indifferent now.

    Still Zai Shuanggui said: "The head of the puppet has come from a long way, and the Jiuyuan Xianzong will be more prosperous." After that, he motioned for his disciples to take a seat.  Our own waiters set up separate tables.  Zai Shuang returned and said, "Please also invite the head of the puppet to sit down and serve tea."

    Xu Hua was also polite, and sat down with her clothes on, and ten attendants stood behind her.  Some disciples offered fragrant tea, but they couldn't hide the fragrance of the puppet's body.  Zai Shuanggui glanced at Tian Quzi, but he actually put him aside and didn't speak anymore.

    Everyone could see that Xizhangyuan didn't seem to have a good impression of the puppet clan.  It's also strange that there are times when he is so disgusted that he is too lazy to flatter him.

    Zai Shuanggui had no choice but to say: "Dare to ask the puppet chief what is the matter here?"

    Xu Hua smiled: "Don't dare to lie to the Great Elder," the one who can open his mouth to inquire at this time is of course the Great Elder of the Yinyang Academy, Tian Quzi's master, who has returned in the frost.  She is quite clear about the personnel affairs of Jiuyuan Xianzong, "It was a coincidence last time, and I owed a favor. I am here to return it."

    Everyone was taken aback for a moment¡ªthe puppet owes favor to Jiuyuan Xianzong?  When did this happen?

    Xu Hua glanced at it, and saw that everyone in the seat looked quite confused, thinking that the last time the matter of the Demon Clan Dharma Palace did not spread.  I couldn't help feeling a little more fond of the chief disciple of the Yinyang Academy in my heart.

    She said softly: "I don't know if there is a disciple named Xi and named Yunjie in Xizhang Academy?!"

    Xi Yunjie.  she mentions?

    But obviously what he said just now failed to escape the ears of this Taoist power, and his complexion was not good.  Xu Hua coughed lightly, and finally said politely: "Xi Zhang Yuan."

    Tian Quzi shifted his eyes and didn't dare to touch her sight: "Doodle in your free time, it made the puppet laugh." He intentionally softened his voice, which meant he wanted to reconcile.

    Xu Hua was immediately ready to accept his goodwill of not distinguishing the authenticity from the false, and boasted: "The game is already amazing, and the knowledge of the school is as deep as the ocean. Xu Hua admires it."

    But the decent compliment didn't get the desired effect, Tianquzi frowned, looked away again, and didn't want to speak.  He had long been used to such indifferent and insincere conversations, but when he was next to her, he hated this kind of hypocritical politeness that was thousands of miles away.

    So even he himself didn't realize the coldness of his voice: "The head of the puppet is not amazed or admired, why bother to say such inappropriate words."

    This man is dignified and in charge of the courtyard, isn't he so stingy?  !  Xu Hua also has a temper, and immediately responded sharply: "The Zhangyuan said it well, everything grows, soft and natural. Beauty hides ugliness, light and darkness are contained, there is yang in the eyes, yin in the heart, and yin and yang are never separated. And this landscape  With things, yin and yang are forced to appear in the naked eye. It has form and spirit, and it seems to be inscrutable, but in fact it is like a lady, and it is artificial. It is better to remove it as soon as possible."

    Well, it's completely dead chat.

    Xi Yunjie didn't know how to get round.  Zai Shuanggui who followed was so angry that he was about to have a stroke.

    Tian Quzi's thick eyelashes drooped, and he reached this point again.  But the sweet fragrance at the end of the nose is like chasing the soul and life, which makes his thinking not as quick as usual.  He is not a good talker.  He was born noble and lived well.  When others ask for a teacher, they are always begging.  He worshiped under Zai Shuanggui's family, which was the result of Zai Shuanggui's persuasion for a month.

    When others learn art, most of them please their teachers and borrow their strength from fellow students.  He has a photographic memory, and Zai Shuanggui couldn't wait for him to speak, and had already tried his best to build him up alone.

    The Nine Veins of the Jiuyuan Immortal Sect is regarded as the pinnacle of totalitarianism by Taoists, and competition is inevitable.  Only he was ordered in the face of danger, and the teacher had already relied heavily on him.

    His life was too smooth, he refused to bow his head, and he didn't know how to accommodate.

    But he was also reluctant to leave.  He stood leaning on the railing, the wind came against the water surface, half warm and half cold, lifted up his dark and delicate robe, and the stream of light flickered and changed.  His thin lips were tightly pursed, he did not move and said nothing, his white clothes and black hair were like ice sculptures, but he was in perfect harmony with the environment.

    Xu Hua felt that he was much more pleasant when he was silent.

    Zai Shuanggui forcibly broke the deadlock: "The puppet leader's words also make sense. The world of ten directions was created when Xi Zhangyuan entered Taoism for ten years. At that time, he was only eighteen years old, and he always liked what he saw.  In the past, the state of mind must have been different. But because of this, it was deeply liked by the head of the school, so it has remained until now. It made the puppet laugh."

    Yes, it should be said so.  But why can't help tit for tat?

    Tian Quzi pulled a grass stalk casually, and the magic circle did not dare to resist the leader of the circle, trembling slightly.  Xu Hua was also shocked, although the previous amazing words were against her will, but if this is just the work of a teenager under 20, it can be said to be astonishing.

    Here is the completion of spells, half of the real scene, half of the phantom.  Although the mind and nature of landscape design are still immature, the understanding and awareness of the technique can be called exquisite.

    With Zai Shuang returning to smooth things over, she also wanted to go down this level first.  After all, it wasn't the purpose of this trip to have a bad relationship with the head of the Yin Yang Academy.  Immediately said: "Unexpectedly, when Xi Zhangyuan was less than double ten, he was already full of talents. It's me who is shallow."

    This compliment can be regarded as sincere. Tian Quzi didn't look back, but he was also thinking about how to wash away the unhappiness of the previous confrontation.  Just about to speak, Xu Hua said again: "Xi Zhangyuan is over a thousand years old, but he looks handsome. Jiuyuan Xianzong really has a good face."

    What's the meaning?  Is it an allusion to my old age?  !

    Tian Quzi turned his head and said coldly: "May I ask how old the puppet is?"

    Zai Shuanggui groaned secretly, not knowing what kind of madness Tian Quzi had gone into today.  After all, he had never cared about his age before.

    Of course Xu Hua also saw that his face was not right, but he is a big man, powerful in Taoism, why would he care about his age?  !  She sighed in her heart, but she suppressed her anger and said: "I have been asked by the Zhangyuan Academy, this year is exactly 500 years."

    Five hundred!  !  More than six hundred years younger!  !

    Tianquzi tasted loss for the first time in his life, and it was a little hard to swallow.  He said: "Five hundred years old? Jiuyuan Xianzong does have a few secret books on beauty retention that can be called exquisite, or give it to the puppet head."

    What's the meaning?  !  What's the meaning?  !  !

    There is no need to guess what it means, he just means that I am old!  !  Damn!  Bitch!  !  old man!  !

    He successfully stepped on the painful feet of all the women. Xu Hua couldn't hold back her anger any longer, and retorted: "The art of keeping the face in charge is more than delicate, but it loses its masculinity. It is indeed more suitable for women. I am ashamed to lead it."  gone."

    These words are contrary to his will. Although Tian Quzi looks to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, he has a loose posture of crane bones, dignified dignity, and is not feminine.  However, what came out of her mouth was very cruel.  Tianquzi walked away in a huff.

    Let's go, although love is like a thousand silks, but if you stay any longer, it won't be good if you fight (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com)Xu Hua couldn't hold back her anger any longer, and retorted: "The art of keeping the face in charge of the courtyard is more than graceful, but it lacks masculinity. It is indeed more suitable for women. I am ashamed to accept it."

    These words are contrary to his will. Although Tian Quzi looks to be twenty-six or seventeen years old, he has a loose posture of crane bones, dignified dignity, and is not feminine.  However, what came out of her mouth was very cruel.  Tianquzi walked away in a huff.

    Let's go, although nostalgia is like a thousand silk entanglements, but if you stay any longer, it will be bad to fight (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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