It turns out, they were the main characters.

Almost instantly, a slightly dazzling milky-white light flashed in his eyes, causing Mu Zhian to squint.

After a moment, a gentle breeze swept by, carrying with it the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Mu Zhian slowly opened his eyes. Ripples spread across the clean lake, and peach trees on both sides swayed in the wind.

The comfortable spring breeze, the clean lake, and the peach grove seemed to paint the entire back mountain of Liangyi Peak in a romantic pink hue. Such a soothing scene made Mu Zhian relax his guard for a moment.

"Peach blossoms shouldn't bloom in winter, but now that spring is almost here, I've frozen time so they can bloom all year round."

A clear, cool, and textured voice came from behind.

Mu Zhian slowly turned his head and saw the sect leader sitting by the waterfall.

A gentle breeze blew by, and her black gown clung tightly to her delicate body, her full breasts bound by thin straps, and her long, voluptuous legs were faintly visible beneath the hem of her skirt. Her stunningly beautiful face was breathtaking at first glance.

However, once he looked away, a little while later, he inexplicably forgot what she looked like.

Why do I feel like I've seen her somewhere before...? Mu Zhian stared at this mysterious sect leader sister, a fleeting look of confusion in his eyes.

He felt he had seen her somewhere before, not at Liangyi Peak, but somewhere else, because those eyes were so familiar. Even though he had forgotten her face, he still subconsciously remembered those eyes.

The pair of small, black embroidered shoes were neatly arranged on the bank. Barefoot, she soaked in the stream and turned her head to look at Mu Zhian with a smile.

Mu Zhian quickly realized the flaw in Shang Yanfei's words and asked, "Can the Sect Master freeze things and stop their time from passing?"

"It's not that exaggerated, it's just that we used some small tricks with the formation."

Mu Zhian felt his vision blur for a moment, and when he came to, a beautiful woman dressed in black was already standing in front of him.

He looked up, rudely gazing at the tall woman and the faint smile on her stunningly beautiful face.

In the past, Mu Zhi'an would have been about the same height as Shang Yanfei, but now the sect leader was taller than Mu Zhi'an, with a full and firm chest, and fair and delicate skin exposed outside the gorgeous clothes. Her pale golden eyes looking down at him made her beautiful face look particularly majestic.

It has to be said that even if he forgets her every time he sees her, among the women Mu Zhian knows, Shang Yanfei is absolutely the most beautiful, not to mention her figure, and even the snow-white and delicate breasts that are faintly revealed under the gorgeous clothes.

It has an almost magical power that draws you in effortlessly.

"Do you like it?" she asked casually.

Could this woman read minds...? Mu Zhi'an's heart skipped a beat. Just as she was about to speak, she heard her continue, "Do you like peach blossoms?"

"I think you like it, right?" There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Mu Zhian remained silent.

This woman was unlike any woman he had ever known before. In her presence, he always felt as if his underwear had been seen through.

Ironically, I don't dislike this feeling... I guess it's because of my good looks.

"Does the sect leader know how I can restore myself to my original state?" Mu Zhian asked.

Shang Yanfei, with her long, flowing hair cascading down her back, took a half-step forward in her delicate embroidered shoes, crouched down, and looked him in the eye.

Then, she gently lifted Mu Zhian's chin with her index finger and said with a smile, "Actually, you look pretty good like this, don't you?"

"I know you want to return to your original form, but the Azure Emperor still needs some time to fully control the principles of time. Until then, you should stay in Liangyi Peak. Once the Azure Emperor can restore you to your original form, I will have Lin Ling send you back to Yaochi."

Mu Zhian suddenly hesitated and asked, "Was it the Sect Master who allowed me to use that drop of blood essence from the Ascension Realm before?"

"Your senior sister asked me to set up an array to help you. If you want to thank her, just go and thank her."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "By the way, you should go and rest at your senior sister's place for the next couple of days."

"However, you should be careful, your physical condition is not as good as before, so you need to be careful to exercise restraint."

The woman bent down slightly, reached out and gently stroked Mu Zhi'an's face. Looking at his lovely face, her pale golden eyes were full of teasing smiles.

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In the backyard of the Xuan Yue Palace in the Yaochi Holy Land, there is a natural bathing pool where only the successive Yaochi Holy Maidens can recuperate and cultivate through medicinal baths.

But today's situation is rather special. At this very moment, several beauties are bathing here, shrouded in a misty white fog.

Yao Meng had already finished bathing. A light green dress was draped over her shoulders, revealing glimpses of her snow-white skin. She glanced at the female cultivators in the bath and said softly, "The Queen Mother of Yaochi sent me a message earlier, it seems there is something I need to discuss. I'll go to the front hall to check."

Ye Qian looked up at Yao Meng's slender back and said softly, "Take care, Master."

Yao Meng smiled and nodded: "I will study the principles of time as soon as possible so that your Brother Mu can return to normal soon."

Gong Lianyue watched Yao Meng's graceful departure and couldn't help but frown slightly. For some reason, she felt a strange sense of unease.

But right now, the only one who can restore Mu Zhian to his original state is Yao Meng. So Gong Lianyue naturally couldn't say anything. She just watched as Yao Meng turned into a streak of blue light and disappeared into the bath. Then she secretly sent a wisp of her spiritual consciousness to follow Yao Meng and see where she went.

Realizing that Yao Meng was indeed heading towards the front hall of Xuan Yue Palace, Gong Lian Yue withdrew her spiritual sense.

"It seems I was overthinking it..." Gong Lianyue murmured to herself, then closed her eyes slightly and quietly absorbed the medicinal effects of the bath.

the other side.

In the front hall of Xuan Yue Palace, Yao Meng smiled gently. After exchanging a few words with the Queen Mother of Yaochi in the front hall, she noticed that Gong Lian Yue's spiritual consciousness had left, and then bid farewell.

She knew that Gong Lianyue might become suspicious, but she had already made preparations.

Did you really think that by secretly tracking her with your spiritual sense, she wouldn't notice?

How could he be completely unguarded, given that he has now ascended to immortality and is already on guard against Gong Lian Yue?

However, these are all minor matters.

There's only one important thing right now...

Yao Meng licked her pink lips, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her pure and flawless eyes.

The young Mu Zhian is still asleep... No matter what, he must not be disturbed this time.

Judging by the time, he should have woken up by now.

Thinking of this, Yao Meng transformed into a ray of green light and descended in front of Guiyi Pavilion. A charming smile appeared on her face, and she was already looking forward to the scene of Mu Zhi'an calling her "sister" in her arms when she opened the door.

Full of anticipation, she gently pushed open the door.

The room was quiet, the quilts were not yet folded neatly, and the boy who had been sleeping soundly on the bed was nowhere to be seen.

"..."

Looking at the empty room, the calm smile that had been on Yao Meng's face gradually faded.

Where are they?

Chapter 396 Yao Meng Next Door Was So Greedy She Was Crying

Mu Zhian stared blankly out the window at the misty drizzle.

During the day, the sun shines brightly here, but it starts to rain in the evening. The raindrops slant against the windows with the cold wind, and the back mountain of Liangyi Peak is shrouded in mist.

Judging by the time, Yao Meng probably already realized he wasn't in Yaochi Holy Land. He should have left her a note to put her mind at ease before leaving.

However, no one would have expected that they would be transported to Liangyi Peak for no reason simply by touching a bronze mirror.

Unfortunately, he was currently at Liangyi Peak, and it would be too late to rush to Yaochi Holy Land now. However, the sect leader had already gone into seclusion to cultivate, so he didn't want to disturb him.

"I'll write a paper crane and send it to the sacred Yaochi tomorrow, so Yao Meng and the others can rest assured..." Mu Zhi'an thought to himself.

"Junior brother, why are you so distracted? This is already your third game lost today."

A clear and pleasant voice came from the other side, pulling Mu Zhian back to reality from his previous daze, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Lan Mulian.

A cool and aloof beauty, dressed in a moon-white long dress, with her chest resting on the table, was looking at him with her chin propped up on her hand. Her disheveled sideburns gently fell on her classically delicate oval face, and her cold and beautiful eyes showed a rare hint of gentleness.

This aloof and elegant senior sister, as proud as a snow lotus, revealed a tenderness she had never shown before. No wonder Mu Zhian was attracted to her even when he was absentmindedly thinking about other things.

Having been used to being treated coldly, I'm actually quite unaccustomed to my senior's friendly attitude right now...

Mu Zhian placed a chess piece down, then looked at his senior sister with a cool and elegant demeanor, and said, "This time, I am very grateful to my senior sister, otherwise I might have died in the Yaochi Holy Land."

Lan Mulian gently shook her head: "I just did my best to report this matter to Master as soon as possible, but whether or not she will take action is up to her."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Master rarely interferes in the affairs of the Eastern Continent, but as a disciple of the sect, you naturally cannot allow other forces in the Nine Provinces to ride roughshod over you."

Mu Zhian nodded silently.

Looking at the chessboard on the table, Lan Mulian suddenly asked, as if she already knew the answer, "By the way, why did you become like this...? If I'm not mistaken, this should be what you used to look like, right?"

"I don't know either, maybe someone did something to me."

Mu Zhian sighed helplessly: "Senior Yao... Qingdi ascended to heaven not long ago. Perhaps something went wrong while she was treating my injuries?"

A faint smile flickered in Lan Mulian's bright eyes: "You don't seem to be in a good mood. Don't you like yourself right now?"

Mu Zhian helplessly spread his hands and said, "I don't mind how I look now, but if I were walking around the sect right now, I'd probably scare people."

Everyone else's cultivation is getting more and more advanced, but Mu Zhi'an is the opposite, he's regressing the more he cultivates... If Mu Zhi'an were walking around the sect right now, he'd probably be surrounded by a bunch of people.

Lan Mulian nodded in agreement: "You're right. If you were walking around the sect right now, it would definitely cause a commotion."

Then, she revealed her true intentions and continued, "So you should stay on Liangyi Peak until you recover and stop running around."

"If you need cultivation resources, just ask me."

Mu Zhian looked at his senior sister with a subtle expression, slightly hesitant.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it here?" Lan Mulian's beautiful eyes revealed a hint of disappointment.

Mu Zhian shook his head and hesitated, "I just feel that Senior Sister is in a good mood today... Did something good happen?"

Lan Mulian gazed intently into Mu Zhian's eyes, then subtly withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "It's nothing. It's getting late, so I'll take my junior brother back to his room to rest."

Mu Zhian was taken aback. He glanced at the chess game on the table that he was about to win, and then at the aloof girl in the white dress: "Aren't we going to finish this game?"

Lan Mulian coughed lightly, took Mu Zhian's hand naturally, and said softly, "It's still raining tonight, so you should go back to your room and rest early. Master said that although your cauldron has been repaired, your spirit is still somewhat damaged and you need to rest for a few days."

If it were the Mu Zhi'an of the past, he would definitely have teased his senior sister and cheated on the game of chess, refusing to admit defeat. But Mu Zhi'an at this age was obviously more gentle, so he simply hummed in agreement and followed Lan Mulian into the inner palace.

After leading Mu Zhian into the house, Lan Mulian said softly, "Turn your body around first."

As soon as Mu Zhian turned to face the door, he heard a rustling sound behind him.

...Is she changing clothes?

Mu Zhian's heart raced slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and look, but a rational voice in his heart seemed to be stopping him.

Calm down. If you peek at your senior sister now, your head will probably be ripped off later...

The sound of clothes rubbing against skin reached Mu Zhian's ears, constantly stimulating his nerves.

Then, after about two seconds, Mu Zhian's rationality was shattered by the burning LSP fire, and he secretly turned his head to take a glance.