Film and Television: The Great Feng Sword Immortal, starting with Lingyue's updo hairstyle

"Ah, Brother Su and Lady Feiyan are indeed a match made in heaven, a perfect union. I wonder if Sect Leader Xiao agrees?"

Cao Qingyang smiled and watched the carriage slowly drive away before realizing that Xiao Yuenu had already boarded the carriage and gone with it.

In Jianzhou, Su Nan and Li Miaozhen disembarked at the riverbank, which became their last stop as they bid each other a reluctant farewell.

"Brother Su, Su Su needs your help."

As soon as Li Miaozhen finished speaking, a woman of unparalleled beauty and elegance came into view. She was none other than Su Su, who had pretended to be forced to step into the White Crane Temple.

"Su Su greets Young Master Li."

Su Su, a female ghost known for her bewitching arts and ability to absorb the life essence of living beings, was originally the daughter of a prominent family.

However, when she was eighteen, her family suffered an unprecedented tragedy—her father was beheaded, and all the female members of the family committed suicide by poisoning themselves due to excessive grief.

After her death, her obsession did not dissipate and eventually turned into a wisp of ghostly spirit. Just then, a master from the Heavenly Sect passed by and brought her back to the sect. From then on, she always accompanied Li Miaozhen.

Only women born in the yin month of the lunar calendar who remain virgins until their death can become enchantresses.

"You are the Phantom of Wonder."

Su Su replied, "It is indeed I. I am the eldest daughter of Su Hang, a Grand Secretary of the Eastern Pavilion. My family has unfortunately suffered an unjust accusation, which has led to a terrible disaster for the whole family."

Li Miaozhen continued Su Su's words:

"If Su Su can find a suitable body, she still has a chance to be reborn. However, the complicated entanglements in her family have caused her to suffer such an injustice, which I find unbearable."

Su Nan was fully aware of the matter, and he knew that once he had power, the problem would not be difficult to solve.

"Miaozhen, you don't need to worry, I will do my best to handle it."

Su Nan's words revealed his decisiveness, and Su Su immediately knelt down devoutly, "Thank you for speaking up for justice, young master. If you can help me uncover the truth of this mystery, I am willing to repay your kindness with my life."

Su Nan nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Li Miaozhen, "Miaozhen, let's say goodbye here."

Li Miao nodded gently, and sighed with lingering affection:

"I am seeing you off on your long journey. We must part ways eventually. Brother Su, I look forward to your early return."

Su Nan knew that Li Miaozhen would soon be heading to the war-torn Yunzhou, and their reunion was not far off.

"Never forget the promise I made: once this road is repaired, we will go together to the realm of immortality."

Upon hearing this, a spark of hope immediately ignited in Li Miaozhen's eyes. "A promise is a promise!"

Later, after making sure Susu was settled, Li Miaozhen set off on her journey home in her little golden car.

The golden eagle has been delivered to Li Miaozhen.

The moment Su Nan turned around, she saw a Taoist priest named Jinlian standing behind her, dressed in a tattered Taoist robe.

"Haha, Number Three has abandoned his chivalrous ways for a literary career and has once again stepped into the capital. I wonder if he will devote himself to the imperial examinations or join the army?"

"Of course, it's a return visit."

Su Nan smiled, looked at Daoist Jinlian, and said meaningfully, "Daoist, you didn't come to me just for this matter, did you?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest Jinlian sighed helplessly and slowly said:

"The leader of the Earth Sect fell into the demonic path, and his influence affected almost all believers. Xu Gu, whom you once met, is one such example. Only a few people, including myself, were spared from this calamity."

Su Nan remained silent, naturally understanding that the Daoist leader Jinlian was referring to was himself.

"Fortune and misfortune originate from merit. When the Celestial Venerable of Morality founded the Earth Sect, he clearly stated that calamities and auspicious omens are all brought about by one's own actions. Good and evil deeds follow like shadows, and retribution will inevitably accompany them."

"However, for us, the more virtue we accumulate, the more complex the chain of cause and effect becomes."

The leader of the Earth Sect had devoted himself to doing good deeds and accumulating merit for many years, but before the year of Jiazi (60 years ago), his attempt to transcend tribulation unfortunately failed. The power of cause and effect backfired on him, causing him to fall into the demonic path.

"If one wishes to attain the Dao fruit through the power of merit, one must bear the corresponding causal constraints. In the blink of an eye, one can become an immortal or fall into the demonic path. This is the destiny that every member of the Earth Sect cannot ultimately avoid."

Sunan Dao solemnly stated:

"The Daoist Master should understand that there is absolutely no way I would join the Earth Sect."

The Golden Lotus Daoist Master smiled and said, "The third swordsmanship is exceptional, most likely personally taught by the Human Sect Daoist Master."

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Su Nan couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Luo Yuheng probably wouldn't be able to master the Azure Origin Sword Technique unless he personally taught it to the sect leader one day.

"I've come to remind you of the secrets of the Earth Sect, which must never be revealed to outsiders."

"Furthermore, when encountering difficulties, one may wish to seek support by consulting the Earth Book. Mutual assistance and love are the original intentions of the Heaven and Earth Society."

As Master Jinlian was leaving, Su Nan sat alone in the carriage, thought for a moment, and then took out a small jade mirror.

[Number Nine: Little Brother Number Three is about to stroll through Beijing. In the future, we must support each other and walk hand in hand.]

Number Nine, also known as Master Jinlian.

[Number Three says to Numbers One and Two: Hey, anything interesting happening in Beijing lately? Tell us so we can all have a laugh.]

Before Su Nan could speak, Princess Huaiqing's response arrived.

[News from the First Bureau: Prince Yu is about to enter the Imperial Cabinet, and Princess Pingyang will hold a grand wedding next month. Unfortunately, the chief constable of the Six Doors was struck by a notorious bandit in a fierce battle and died.]

In response to this unexpected turn of events, the imperial court specially dispatched a general from Yunzhou to assume the post.

Although what Huaiqing mentioned was not a secret in the capital, it would take some time for it to spread throughout the country. This shows that the value of the fragments of the Earth Book should not be underestimated.

Princess Pingyang's wedding is approaching, which also foreshadows her elopement. Su Nan felt that now was the perfect time to go to the capital.

[News Flash: It has been heard that the situation in Jianzhou has eased recently. The Golden Eagle Hero and the Flying Swallow Heroine are renowned throughout the Jianzhou martial arts world, causing many martial artists to tremble with fear.]

Su Nan thought to himself, Li Miaozhen and "Number One" must be so familiar with each other that they must frequently communicate through the Earth Book.

[Number Two: Number One, your information seems to be a bit delayed. Currently, there is no trace of the Golden Eagle Hero and the Flying Swallow Heroine in Jianzhou. Instead, the Golden Eagle Couple has taken their place.]

I once caught a glimpse of them from afar, seeing them standing side by side on the back of a giant eagle. The man was strikingly handsome, and the woman exceptionally dashing; they were truly a match made in heaven, a perfect union.

Su Nan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood onto the mirror. He never expected that Li Miaozhen, who had always appeared gentle and dignified in front of him, would be so self-absorbed.

Chapter 120 Mysterious Magical Artifacts, Planning for the Future

Li Miaozhen not only indulged in narcissism, but also openly displayed her affection for her partner in the Heaven and Earth Society chat group.

Jianzhou has returned to peace, but Yunzhou suffers greatly from banditry, and the people's lives are filled with unrest.

Whether Huaiqing meant it or not, his words clearly pointed Li Miaozhen in the right direction.

In fact, Su Nan had already moved far away from Jianzhou, and Li Miaozhen followed in his footsteps, embarking on a journey to Yunzhou.

Qinglong Temple in the capital city.

Heng Hui, a monk who began his spiritual practice at the age of six, has now become a prized disciple of Abbot Pan Shu. His intelligence has gradually evolved into that of a handsome and extraordinary young man.

If he had not met Princess Pingyang, his life would likely have been spent immersed in the silence of ancient temples and Buddhist altars, chanting scriptures and devoutly worshipping Buddha day after day.

One day, he picked up a handkerchief that a woman had intentionally thrown into the stream. Immediately afterward, he heard a woman's clear, melodious voice, like that of a nightingale.

"Master, that is my lost handkerchief. Could you please return it to me?"

The words came from Princess Pingyang, who was graceful, dressed in a lotus-colored long dress, with a bright face and smiling eyes.

She frequently visited Qinglong Temple to devoutly worship Buddha, and her interest in Heng Hui had been long-standing. This encounter with the handkerchief was merely a chance meeting that brought them together.

On this bright and cheerful spring afternoon, the sound of flowing water opened a door to another world for Heng Hui. From then on, this sound followed her everywhere and could never be shaken off.

As Heng Hui meditated, a young girl accompanied her. Sometimes she would flip through the forbidden book she had secretly kept, and sometimes she would gently wave the fan in her hand, gazing at Heng Hui in a daze.

Noticing that Heng Hui seemed completely unaware, the girl picked up a foxtail grass and gently brushed it across his nostrils.

"If this continues, I'll go into seclusion!"

He was furious, but the girl merely stuck out her tongue and chuckled sweetly, seemingly offering no apology whatsoever.

He meditated quietly, and she silently accompanied him; he climbed mountains to find medicinal herbs, and she followed closely behind.

Spring returns to the earth, and the mountains are covered with blooming flowers. For a moment, he could not tell whether the person in front of him was more beautiful than the spring scenery, or whether the spring scenery itself was more enchanting.

Rumors reached the ears of the monks at Panshu Temple: "Heng Hui, you seem to have a special affection for that woman. Have you considered leaving the monastic life?"

Heng Hui was resolute and spoke with conviction: "My disciple has no feelings for that woman. I am willing to follow the Buddha for the rest of my life, vow never to return to secular life, and take refuge in the Buddha."

The abbot was powerless to stop the woman from entering the temple, after all, she was the legitimate daughter of Prince Yu and a member of the royal family.

Since that day, the monk has gradually become indifferent to the girl's teasing and pranks, and is no longer moved by them.

"Monk, is this flower pretty?"

"Monk, how about I play the zither for you?"

"Master, I feel dizzy and unwell. Aren't you going to worry about me?"

Why do monks live alone?

……

Heng Hui chose to ignore every word spoken, whether it was lighthearted, joyful, or full of concern.

In the end, her figure vanished, as if she had never existed in this life, leaving no trace.

The monk was able to continue to accompany the Buddha, and he seemed to feel a sense of liberation. However, he soon realized that something of vital importance seemed to be missing from his life.

More than a month later, Princess Pingyang arrived, looking as if she had lost her soul. Her once beautiful face was now haggard and thin, and she looked worried.

"Monk, I'm getting married."

Upon hearing these words, Heng Hui was speechless, her expression as calm and undisturbed as an ancient well. Princess Pingyang felt a surge of pain in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes, almost spilling out.

The news that the glorious monarch was about to join the cabinet and assume the important role of Grand Secretary filled the previously low-ranking noble class with a glimmer of hope.

The glorious ruler also intended to win over these prominent nobles, so he quickly arranged a marriage for his eldest daughter.

Royal women have no say in their marriages.

"Clang, clang..."

A crisp sound rang out in the Buddhist hall.

The prayer beads were scattered all over the ground.

With Buddhist prayer beads scattered all over the ground, Princess Pingyang finally managed to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Monk, let's elope?"

"it is good."