Minglong

Chapter 308 Tell me, is the spell useful or not!
After returning to the mansion, Zhao Ling went to the inner courtyard to bathe and change clothes in preparation for the celebration party that evening.

Linghu Qingmo originally intended to go straight back to his house, but halfway there, because his master was at the Danyang Marquis's residence next door, he changed course and came to the courtyard where Bu Qingya lived.

It was noon, and the courtyard was quite quiet.

Dressed in a black robe, Bu Qingya sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together. His body was filled with surging energy, and his prolonged practice of internal energy made the entire courtyard feel colder.

Bu Yuehua was getting a little bored while waiting for a long time, and not wanting to disturb her father's deep thinking, she went to the courtyard to admire the winter plum blossoms by the wall.

Nangong Ye stood on the steps with his sword case on his back, one hand behind his back, gazing at the vast sky. His slender figure and icy face made him look like a Taoist sword immortal protecting others. The white jade crown on his head added to his otherworldly and unapproachable aura.

However, upon noticing his obedient disciple approaching, Nangong Ye instantly lost his composure, a guilty look appearing in his beautiful phoenix eyes:
"Qingmo, what brings you here?"

"Master."

Seeing his master's breathtaking beauty and untainted aura, Linghu Qingmo felt somewhat ashamed, realizing that his own obsession with love and romance meant his Dao heart was still not clear enough. He approached, bowed slightly, and glanced into the room.
"Who is this senior?"

Linghu Qingmo has been in the palace for the past two days and has therefore not seen Bu Qingya.

Nangong Ye briefly introduced his identity and situation, and then inquired:
"Xie Jinhuan went to the Lin family?"

"Yes, they just left."

Linghu Qingmo's last parting in Xirong was hasty, and he has been busy with official business recently, so he hasn't had time to be alone with his master. At this moment, after briefly observing his master's pure and untainted heart, he thought for a moment and asked:
"Master, you don't have any feelings for Xie Jinhuan, do you?"

? !
Nangong Ye was struck dumb!
Bu Yuehua, who was admiring the flowers, instantly perked up and gracefully moved closer, pretending to check on her father's condition, but actually observing the reactions of the master and disciple.

Nangong Ye was confused as to why Qingmo would say such a thing, and his heart was in his throat.

"Hmm...what are your thoughts?"

Linghu Qingmo sighed softly:

“It was in Xirong last time that he went mad and offended Master. I know Master is a detached person who understands the ways of the world and wouldn't care about such unintentional actions, but this was still an offense, and I've been worried these past few days that Master will hold a grudge against him…”

I was so scared...

Nangong Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart was filled with a sense of immorality, and he felt ashamed.

At this moment, Bu Yuehua, displaying the demeanor of a martial arts aunt, interjected:

"She definitely wouldn't mind. If she were really angry, she would have chased Xie Jinhuan for miles long by now, instead of acting like she wants to keep Xiao Jinhuan in her mouth."

?

Nangong Ye felt quite embarrassed and annoyed that the enchantress's words had a hidden meaning, but since she was ultimately trying to smooth things over, he calmly replied:

"Don't think too much about it, I didn't take it to heart."

"Oh……"

Linghu Qingmo felt slightly relieved upon seeing this, but recalling the scene of her master being held in her arms and squeezed and kneaded that day, she still felt a little strange. After thinking for a moment, she took out a purse:
“I noticed that Master also likes to wear this kind of clothing. I just bought one on the street and also brought one for Senior Bu. Take a look and see if you like it.”

Bu Yuehua glanced at it briefly and realized it was a sensual pleasure device, and couldn't help but sigh:
"What a fine disciple! Fairy Nangong, please accept him."

How could Nangong Ye possibly accept that?

Wearing the clothes given to her by Qingmo to please her lover Qingmo, isn't that outrageous!

As she was thinking about how to politely decline, she heard from behind:

wow~
Bu Yuehua's gaze narrowed slightly, and she quickly put away her look of enjoying the show, turning around and going into the house.

Nangong Ye also took the opportunity to push the small gift to Qingmo and went into the room to check it out:

"how?"

Bu Qingya remained seated cross-legged on the couch, but stopped practicing his internal energy cultivation, remaining silent and motionless.

Seeing this, Bu Yuehua felt that she had devised a solution to the problem and tried again:
"Father, show me the Thousand Threads Soul-Binding Spell."

Call ~
This time, his words became law.

Bu Qingya raised his hands and made a hand seal. Dark lines appeared on his skin and even his cheeks, eventually converging on his blindfolded eyes.

hum~
Wow…

The Soul-Binding Lock placed to the side transformed into a serpent, instantly coiling into a ring under the ceiling, its slight vibrations emitting a soft sound that shook the soul.

A dark red light also appeared on the black cloth covering the eyes, revealing the outline of the eyes on the surface of the cloth.

At first, Nangong Ye was still observing the spell and felt that this technique was completely different from the one she used. But as the red eyes appeared, the scenery in the entire guest room instantly expanded infinitely in all directions until it turned into an extremely dark domain!

Meanwhile, Bu Qingya in front of him transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall colossal statue with a bird's head and a human body. It was covered in phoenix feathers, had six arms, and made hand seals with its fingertips, bringing up a torrent of five colors. In the blink of an eye, it turned the boundless black domain into a kaleidoscope!

The vibrant colors converged at the center, then shrank to a single point in an instant, before vanishing into nothingness, leaving the entire world deathly silent...

……

Bu Yuehua was standing in the guest room, studying incantations, when she sensed something was wrong and quickly spoke up to stop her:
"stop!"

Once the command is issued, the suspended chain returns to its original position.

But Bu Qingya's spells were all instantaneous and had no warning. When he stopped, the Zi Huishan master and his disciples standing next to him were already staring blankly and fell backward together.

? !
Bu Yuehua's expression changed drastically. She quickly stepped forward to support Nangong Ye. At that moment, a voice sounded from outside the door:
Sa——

Xie Jinhuan flashed into the guest room, shielding Linghu Qingmo in his arms, and cautiously surveyed the surroundings while holding the Zheng Lun Sword:
"what happened?"

Bu Yuehua didn't understand either, but quickly checked the condition of the promiscuous Taoist nun:

"I just had my dad cast the Thousand Threads Soul-Tethering Spell, but I don't think it looks quite right, so it stopped and this is what happened..."

"what?"

Xie Jinhuan was bewildered and quickly checked on Mo Mo's condition. Ye Hongshang also appeared beside him, sensing something briefly:

"He's physically fine, but it seems he was under an illusion and passed out."

Xie Jinhuan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and tried to stimulate the acupoints to awaken Mo Mo from her daze.

But Qingmo, who had been lost in thought, suddenly snapped back to reality and realized she was being held. Startled, she quickly moved to the side, adopting the aloof and unapproachable stance of a sword immortal with one hand behind her back...

?

Xie Jinhuan was slightly taken aback, and Ye Hongshang also looked slightly stunned.

After assuming the aura of a sword immortal, Linghu Qingmo quickly scanned his left and right. He was stunned when he saw the tall, voluptuous, and icy female sword immortal leaning against the enchantress. His red lips parted slightly in surprise, and he looked down at his body.
"Eh? This..."

Bu Yuehua had no idea what was wrong with Linghu Girl; she was just stimulating the acupoints on the back of the nun's neck.

Nangong Ye, whose eyes were vacant, blinked and looked around blankly.
"Master, how come I... eh??" Upon seeing the elegant and ethereal little Taoist nun standing opposite him, while Xie Jinhuan and Bu Yuehua were noticeably shorter, Nangong Ye's eyes widened in astonishment. He looked around and then down, noticing the enormous robes on her body. He even touched them, only to find they were larger than Zisu's face...

"What's going on?!"

Both women exclaimed in disbelief at the same time!

Linghu Qingmo glared angrily at Bu Yuehua:
"Witch, what evil magic have you used?"

"..."

Xie Jinhuan and Bu Yuehua were both stunned, standing there speechless.

Ye Hongshang sensed something was wrong, and her captivating eyes were filled with astonishment:

"My goodness~ This move by Qingya is truly impressive. No wonder he's hailed as the next sect leader. I never expected such a ruthless task..."

Although Xie Jinhuan found it hard to believe, he had already realized the problem between the two of them. An ethical dilemma even flashed through his mind—if his girlfriend and mother-in-law swapped souls, who should he attack to avoid offending the Heavenly General…

However, Xie Jinhuan was afraid something might happen, and didn't have time to think about it carefully. He quickly looked at Bu Yuehua:

"Sister Bu, you can't joke like that. Please help them recover quickly."

Bu Yuehua's eyes widened in astonishment, and she spread her hands, saying:
“I didn’t do anything wrong. She wanted to research some kind of Thousand Threads Soul-Binding Spell, so I had my dad demonstrate it.”

Nangong Ye, who had just gotten into his apprentice's car, was filled with fury:
"Is this the Thousand Threads Soul-Binding Curse? This is a soul-swapping evil technique..."

"Impossible, my father has no self-awareness. He will only do what I tell him to do..."

As Bu Yuehua finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and said confidently:
"You yourself said that you are connected by spirit and soul, as if you can enter the other person's body, control their behavior, and empathize with their situation. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

Bu Qingya remained motionless with his eyes covered, but his rock-solid sitting posture clearly revealed the confidence that a former prodigy of the Gu Poison Sect should possess!

Forget about the side effects for now, just tell me whether the requirements have been met!

"..."

Nangong Ye was speechless after being rebuked. He thought that Bu Qingya's spell was more powerful than hers, which was why it was so effective, so he tried to return to his consciousness.

But whether she opened her eyes or closed them, 'she' was still standing opposite her, her eyes filled with confusion and surprise, and she was even weighing the heavy lapel in her hand...

"Qingmo, don't move!"

When Linghu Qingmo opened his eyes, he found himself transformed into an unparalleled chariot, with boundless primordial power hidden within his body. Completely bewildered, he quickly withdrew his hands and stood properly upon hearing the sound.

Nangong Ye was not skilled in soul-binding spells and tried to break the spell without success, so he could only question:
"Why are you okay?"

"He's my father, how could anything happen to me?"

"You...you must quickly give in to the senior and switch us back!"

Seeing this, Bu Yuehua wanted to give orders, but Xie Jinhuan, hearing A Piao's reminder, quickly stopped her:
"Don't do anything reckless. This is not child's play. This kind of supernatural power is no less than a two-way possession. Qingmo's soul is weak, and frequent exposure to it will cause damage."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ye naturally abandoned his idea of ​​immediately switching back and asked:

How long will it take us to switch back?

Ye Hongshang's expression was solemn, and he shook his head:

"I don't know, we'll have to wait until Qingmo has recovered."

Xie Jinhuan repeated what the ghost had said, and after confirming that it wouldn't have any other impact besides that, he looked at his two wives, one big and one small:
"It seems there's nothing seriously wrong for now. Senior Nangong, why don't you just make do for a few more days? Anyway, it's almost the New Year, and there's no need to resort to violence while staying at home... Hey? Qingmo, what are you doing?"

As they were talking, they noticed that the icy Mo Mo next to them was swaying and floating up. He looked nervous when he spoke, and then he floated directly to the ceiling.

"I'll just try it out, I'll be right down."

He tried to slide down, but unable to control the power of heaven and earth, he just spun around on the ceiling, his face turning red, looking like a little boy afraid of being scolded by his master...

"..."

The three people, the ghost, and the puppet all fell silent.

Nangong Ye had only come to break the spell, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this. He was numb and tried to fly up to pull his disciple down.

But her physical strength had changed so much that even with such a light jump, she only managed a small hop in place, which actually looked quite cute...

"Pfft~ Hehehe..."

After Bu Yuehua realized that the two were alright, she couldn't hold back anymore and started laughing heartily.

Nangong Ye was already furious, and seeing that the vixen dared to mock him, he rushed forward, ready to attack.

But how formidable were the movements of a top-tier wizard? Not only could she not touch the hem of his clothes, but the enchantress also hovered in mid-air, mocking him:

"Hey~ Can't hit it now, huh? Aren't you annoyed...?"

"You damned witch, get down here!"

Choking——

The sword, Bamboo Shadow, was drawn, and then two figures began to dart around the courtyard.

sough……

Xie Jinhuan figured that Mo Mo couldn't possibly hurt Sister Bu, so he immediately flew up and helped Mo Mo down to the ground.

Linghu Qingmo had fantasized countless times about what it would be like to become a master, but he never expected it to be in this way!

Just as she was at a loss, she noticed that this lecherous man immediately grabbed her master's body, and she instinctively gave him a jolt:
"Don't hug me like that..."

Boom——

A thunderous roar erupted from the guest room!
A flash of blue-white lightning instantly turned the courtyard into a blinding white, even shattering nearby bricks and tiles!
Nangong Ye was chasing the demoness when he heard the commotion and they all stopped and looked back.

However, the guest room doors and windows were all broken, and Bu Qingya was covered in wall dust.

The icy female swordswoman clasped her hands in front of her, her face filled with terror, her beautiful phoenix eyes wide open.

Xie Jinhuan, as expected of a martial artist at the peak of the fourth realm, despite his charred robes with flames and his hair turning into an afro, still retained his warm and gentle demeanor.
"Cough... It doesn't hurt, it's okay, don't be nervous, handle it gently, yes... yes..."

"Pfft~..."

"Hahaha……"

Laughter rang out again in the courtyard.

Even Lian Ye Hong Shang couldn't hold back anymore, and started recording the heartwarming daily life at home with her crystal ball in hand...
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I'll be another year older tomorrow, time flies! Should I take a day off to rest? Or should I take a day off?

(End of this chapter)