Mingsha Prefecture
   As we all know, Mingsha Prefecture is located at the junction of immortals and demons. As the starting point of the melee between immortals and demons, conflicts often break out here.
   Nowadays, the fusion of immortals and demons seems to be the general trend. More and more demon cultivators fly over the barrier, and many immortals sneak into the demon realm. This barrier is becoming more and more useless.
   However, the conflict between immortals and demons has not been completely eliminated, and there are still occasional battles.
   The angle of view is pulled down from a high altitude, and the sand of bones is a desert. Looking around, the yellow sand is rolling and flying all over the sky. The whole land was covered with demon energy, lifeless, and usually deserted.
   This day, as far as the eye can see, it is full of people. There are mighty disciples of the immortal sect, and there are also tall and powerful demon cultivators. The number of people on both sides is so large that it has to be surprising.
   What’s wrong?
   Haven’t the immortals and demons been peaceful for a long time, and the river water has not violated the well water for a while? Why are you fighting again?
   It turned out that a female disciple of Luo Xinzong’s fairy sect eloped with Moxiu. The head of Luo Xinzong Lei Ting was furious, and summoned his disciples to fight in a group.
   This battle between immortals and demons can be said to be on the verge of breaking out.
   Gui Yuanzong also received the invitation.
   Song Lingji looked embarrassed, but he was the head of the sect, so he couldn’t ignore Youzong’s request, so he had to go to the hermit school to see which elder was willing to go to the battlefield.
   The timing of his arrival was unlucky. Half of the elders suddenly retreated to practice, and the remaining half of the elders either said that they were not feeling well, or that they had something to do.
   “The building is not in danger, you are a medical practitioner, and go to the front line, if any disciple is injured, please help me.”
   Lou Buwei has a weird temper, and he often hates the head of the sect. He holds two golden needles at his fingertips, and refuses directly without thinking: “I’m very busy. A disciple surnamed Qin in the sect has a ghost face sore, and he has shown signs of recovery recently. It is a very rare medical case, and it cannot be separated from me here.”
   The disciple surnamed Qin happened to be standing aside.
   Qin Yongrong took off the silver mask, and politely, gently called the master. Song Lingji nodded, and he clearly saw half of Qin Yongrong’s handsome face under the mask, half of which was terrifying and ghostly.
   The young man has a very good temper and strong endurance, and the sharp golden needles are very painful when they enter the acupuncture points. Facing the golden needle in the teacher’s hand, Lou Buwei, who pierced his flesh, the young man kept his lips pursed and remained silent.
   Song Lingji praised the youthful vigor.
   Well, the illness of our disciples cannot be delayed.
   Song Lingji was helpless, and turned to look at Elder Xu in Xiaoqingfeng.
   The two have been friends for many years, just by watching your eyebrows and eyes, you will know what you want to say.
   Before he could speak, Elder Xu frowned coldly: “Don’t look at me, I’m busy too, I can’t leave Xiaoqingfeng’s field without me.”
   How many times have you farmed your own land! That’s a poor excuse.
   Song Lingji opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
   Who would have thought that Elder Xu’s next sentence would choke him back.
   “For nearly ten thousand years, this old man has been watching the cultivation world, and people’s hearts are too impetuous to relax. So during this period of time, this old man made a live broadcast on Yubi, telling everyone how to follow the legacy of the immortals of Yingzhou in ancient times, return to Taoyuan, abandon the glitz, and fill their hearts. Fortunately, , there are some like-minded friends who understand me.”
   These words are polite, and the intention is elevated to the realm of heaven and man. The actual summary is: I am very busy, because I recently launched a live broadcast of farming. Unfortunately, everyone still loves to watch it.
   Song Lingji didn’t believe it, how could anyone like to watch such a boring thing like farming, let alone a couple of kittens.
   “Back to the head, it’s true!” A young Qingfeng disciple stared at his elder with admiration, and quickly added: “Elder Xu is very popular in Yubi, whether it’s him planting Leiyin grass, Harvesting sycamore trees, picking flowers and raising fish in lotus ponds, brewing spirit fruit wine, stewing soup in winter, these fairy roads could not be easier to eat and drink, as long as he opens the photo stone, there will be tens of thousands of spectators every day…”
   What! ?
   Tens of thousands of viewers?
   Song Lingji was startled, and hurriedly took out the jade slips. He clicked on Elder Xu’s homepage and found out that this was indeed the case.
   Elder Xu’s home page is a middle-aged man with a basket on his back. His white robe is undyed, his beard and hair are fluttering, and he looks like a fairy. Looking at the number of fans, Master Song’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a deep breath!
   Unexpectedly, in less than a month, Elder Xu’s fans have already surpassed him. Even though he once used the majesty of the master to order every disciple of Gui Yuanzong holding jade slips to pay attention to him, the number is far less than Elder Xu…
   After repeated refreshes, the number of Elder Xu’s fans not only did not disappear, but even increased!
   It’s unbelievable that so many people like a mere farm.
   Head Song closed the jade slip.
   With some sour thoughts, he said: “The immortals and demons on the front line are fighting, and it is a critical moment. The live broadcast on Yubi is suspended for a day or two, and it’s nothing.”
   Elder Xu directly refused: “Plowing in spring and planting in summer, harvesting in autumn and storing in winter, today is a stinging day, the spring thunder is moving, the yang energy is rising, and even the rain is very abundant. It is time for the old man’s batch of caterpillar fungus to be buried. As early as three days ago, The audience is waiting, and I can’t let their expectations fail.”
   Speaking of this, Elder Xu stroked his beard reservedly, obviously very proud of his popularity.
   After all, his audience came from nineteen immortal states and a small area of Demon Realm. According to Yubi’s big data, the audience of Demon Realm is still increasing, and his influence, Xu Yangzi, is really getting bigger and bigger.
   Planting spiritual grass really needs to pay attention to the right time, place and people. Once the timing is missed, the effectiveness of the spiritual grass will be greatly reduced.
   This reason was so unassailable that Sect Leader Song had no choice but to put his flag down and set his sights on Elder Cheng.
   He thought Elder Cheng had no reason to reject him at all!
   The other party has nothing to do, except practicing swords, drinking tea and chatting at Zuowangfeng every day!
   “Cheng Zuowang, do you have something to do?” Song Lingji said in a cold and indifferent tone.
   “Old man…” Elder Cheng thought for a while, and found that he couldn’t find a reason to prevaricate, saying that he was sick? His old face was rosy and full of energy, no one would believe him.
   “You are a fierce swordsman who attacks fiercely. You control the sword and ride the wind. It is the job of a swordsman to eliminate demons and defend the way. You see, the people of the world are in dire straits…”
   “Okay, okay, don’t give me a high hat, I just go.”
   Elder Cheng went out with a stinky face.
   Sword repair is like a brick, where it needs to be moved.
   Finally managed to summon one.
   Satisfied, Song Lingji twirled the little goatee on his chin, turned his eyes, and fell in love with another female cultivator passing by. This female cultivator has a beautiful face, she is dressed in red, and her eyes are flowing like ice and snow.
   It was Song Qishi, his proud daughter, Gui Yuanzong’s well-deserved elder sister.
   “Qi’er, you go too.”
   Song Qishi didn’t want to go.
   She had already read the ins and outs of the incident of “Luo Xinzong female cultivator running at night” on jade biscuits. Simply put, this is a history of sadomasochism between immortals and demons that is “a twisted melon that is not sweet”.
   The whole Luoxin Sect is trying to match up the relationship between that female cultivator and the senior brother, but after a hundred years of getting along, the female cultivator and her senior brother are childhood sweethearts, not brother and sister, but brother and sister. The relationship between the two is very ordinary, without any love for children.
   However, the head of Luo Xinzong is obsessed with obsession and hopes that they will form a Taoist couple.
   The female cultivator was in incomparable pain, and just by chance, she met a demon cultivator through “shaking”.
   Falling in love is so fast, the two broke the shackles of immortals and demons under the firewood and fell in love. They agreed with each other to resist the authority of the teacher together, so on a dark and stormy night, the two eloped.
   Song Qishi supported that female cultivator. As a rash young man, she didn’t want to get involved in this muddy water.
   She lied that she was injured during sword practice, Song Lingji was very dissatisfied, and swept her daughter’s body with consciousness, “Don’t fool your father, I didn’t see the wound.”
   Not to mention the wounds, sword cultivators are well versed in the art of tempering the body. They generally have rough skin and thick flesh, and their bodies are extremely strong, so they are not so easy to get injured.
   Song Qishi’s expression remained unchanged, she took out her sword, and gave her palm without blinking, blood was flowing, “Now I have it.”
   Anyway, she’s wounded, she’s too weak to go to the battlefield.
   “You, you, you!” Headmaster Song was about to die of anger.
   If you don’t go, you won’t go, as for you!
   Song Qishi thought for a while, “Father, let’s not send people there, that female cultivator made the right choice.”
   These jade jades surrounded the crowd, but they ate up the whole incident. She said objectively and impartially: “The elder brother is ordinary in appearance, but that demon cultivator is tall and handsome. I am that female cultivator, and I also choose him.”
   She is not blind.
   Luo Xinzong is a small sect, and there are many disciples who are their own junior sisters, so they secretly hide from the master, and post some information that only insiders know to Yubi forum, such as the photo of the senior brother and the demon cultivator.
   Netizens didn’t agree with it at first, it’s too unrestrained for a fairy to elope with the devil, but when the photo of the elder brother and the devil was posted at the same time, the jade jade fell instantly.
   “My childhood sweetheart is very sweet, yes, but I think the Tianxiang system is better!” What kind of rebellious remarks are these, they are demon cultivators!
   “Before I entered the post, I was still sneering. I haven’t had any sparks in a hundred years of getting along. I fell for the demon cultivator as soon as I saw it. This female cultivator is too unreserved! You must know that the demon cultivator is insidious and cunning. What a trick! After looking at the photos, I realized that I was wrong, and I really don’t blame that female nun.â€
   The even more irritable disciple of Xianmen opened his mouth and said, “He is a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a natural match, let me see which monster is objecting?”
   “Monster” Song Lingji’s face was ugly, and he yelled angrily: “Whoever chooses or not, that’s a demon cultivator. You little girls are not experienced in the world, how can a man look at his face…”
   Song Qishi gave an indifferent “Oh” and continued: “That demon cultivator is a Golden Core cultivator, and that senior elder brother only built his foundation after he was two hundred years old.”
   This is completely, starting with appearance and loyal to strength. After eating the melon, the disciple of Xianmen asked himself, this multiple-choice question is not difficult at all!
   “You, you, you young people!” Song Lingji began to die of anger again, and when he was done, he let out his shoulders.
   Well, in fact, he also stood by that female disciple.
   That’s right, the matter of “Luo Xinzong female nun running at night” was on Yubi’s hot search and became a hot topic in the streets and alleys. How could he, a frequent visitor of water posts, not know about it.
   As early as the moment the incident broke out, he wore the vest of “Lingji” into the post.
   In the beginning, Yubi was just an internal communication platform for cultivating immortals, and any disciple of Guiyuanzong who had jade slips could communicate, but then it got out of control and radiated to nineteen immortal Taoist states.
   As long as you have a jade slip, no matter which sect you are, you can communicate with each other in different regions and mountains.
   Who can resist the charm of surfing the Internet? Following Ye Qing’s return to the Demon Realm, starting from the Blood Evil Palace, large areas of the Demon Realm have also fallen one after another.
   Tens of thousands of monks wearing vests poured in, and Yubi instantly became a recognized communication platform in the cultivation world, and it was very lively every day. It seems to be the general trend for immortals and demons to fish in troubled waters together.
   Immortals have been in a truce for a long time as some kind of boundary was broken. So this time Mingsha Prefecture caused another disturbance, and head Song received Luo Xinzong’s invitation, full of reluctance and resistance.
   Not to mention, there is still a vote on the jade disc, what do you think of “the incident of the female nun of Luo Xinzong running away at night”? As of midnight, the number of voters had reached 40,000.
   1. Be a teacher for one day and be a father for life, and the master is the father. The words of the matchmaker at the order of the parents, rejecting the master’s accusation that the marriage is treasonous! 22.17%
   2. Twisted melons are not sweet, everyone suffers, free love means free love! 44.77%
   3. Whatever is sweet, just quench your thirst 7.9%
   4….
   Song Lingji himself also voted 2, but he is the master of a sect, and he still has to maintain his majesty in front of his daughter.
   ——
   On this side, Elder Cheng has already set off on the road. He led hundreds of Tibetan Sword Peak disciples, ready to rush to the front line.
   “Where is the location?” Cheng Zuowang was driven out of the shelves, and he didn’t know the exact location of the battle at all, so he could only ask his disciples.
   Disciple: “In Mingsha State – Sand of Burial Bones – White Bone Village – Meng River Valley.”
   where is this
   Elder Cheng looked at this place name repeatedly, it was really unfamiliar, but behind him there were hundreds of disciples of Hidden Sword Peak, and the disciples all looked at him with burning eyes, being a teacher is an example, you can’t lead the disciples astray.
   Thinking of this, he cleared his throat and called out, “Siri, show me the way.”
   “Come here~ I’ll show you the way~ Is it Meng Hegu?” Ye Qing’s voice was bubbling, and his tone was lively and cute, “Oh, it’s a bit far away, follow me obediently~ Otherwise you’ll get lost~ I’ll give it to you now navigation.”
   “Fly hundreds of miles ahead to Qingfengyuan, then fly left to Qianqiu Ridge, pass through the wild pine forest, cross an unnamed river, and arrive at Beifeng Pass. This is the territory of Mingsha Prefecture. It is recommended not to fly too fast with Yujian. , there is a restriction set up eight thousand years ago in the sky above Mingsha Prefecture…”
   Hearing Ye Qing’s soft and familiar voice, Elder Cheng’s heart softened uncontrollably.
   The sentimental sword cultivator’s eyes turned red, and he said sullenly, “Elder, I miss my junior brother.”
   He has been away from Xianmen for three months.
   I don’t know if he is fed and clothed. It’s so annoying, thinking of my junior brother, I don’t want to fight at all!
   Ye Qing, who was missed by countless people, stayed very well in the Demon Realm. He was fed and clothed and gained two catties of weight!
   Ye Qing was in the Demon Realm at this time, he went home happily all the way in the afterglow of the setting sun, and then he was pinched by a boy with an evil smile on his face. It was Yan Chili, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously, “Qingqing, where have you been all day? I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”
   Since you pinched a bad person, you shouldn’t feel sorry for him.
   People who are ruthless are not thorough.
   Seeing the child’s fair face turn a little red, Guixiu naturally helped him rub the red mark that was pinched out: “Did I pinch it hard, does it hurt?”
   Ye Qing shook his head, since he was a child, since he was a three-year-old cub, he was either pinched in the face, or the back of his neck was pinched like a kitten, he has long been used to it.
   Both places have muscle memory.
   Seeing how well-behaved he was, Yan Chili taught him a lesson: “Don’t run around in the future.” This was inappropriate, so he changed his words: “If you want to run, take me with you.”
He bent down and got closer to that bright and handsome face like a bright moon, and released a bewitching voice from his throat. This face was too powerful, and his dark eyes were filled with some kind of enchanting magic power. The little friar forgets everything around him.
   Breathing is a little suffocated.
   Ye Qing subconsciously said: “Okay.”
   His tone was misty and soft, and he was dumbfounded, as if his soul had been taken away.
   “Qingqing, you’re blushing.” Guixiu frowned, with a gentle and kind smile, covering up all the surlyness, and seemed to be in a good mood.
   He used his fingertips repeatedly to stroke Ye Qing’s hair, and finally he wanted to pinch Ye Qing’s face that felt so good.
   The next second, a voice as cold as jade suddenly sounded, it was Lou Qinian, and the big monster said coldly, his tone was cold and without any warmth: “You think I’m dead?”
   Ye Qing was startled.
   “Tsk.” This is the voice of an instant upset after being disturbed.
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