After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

“Well, since it’s your choice, you must be prepared to be ruthless, so as to avoid the devil in your heart later.

You should go down and practice first."

Pei Yuhan said this, hunching over and standing up.

Qing Yueqiu looked at the way his master hunched over and couldn't help but ask, "Master, why do you walk with your back hunched over?"

"…Because I suffered some internal injuries when I was healing your master's wife, but don't worry, I didn't hurt anything fundamental, it's just a minor injury, I can just soak in the Youhan Spring and be fine."

When Pei Yuhan said this, he suddenly looked at Qing Yueqiu seriously.

"Yueqiu, you must keep today's events a secret, especially don't let your mistress know..."

"Yes, Yueqiu understands."

Qing Yueqiu nodded, feeling a little happy in her heart. She finally had a secret that belonged only to her and her master!

Chapter 6: Senior sister is so attractive, why is she practicing ruthless swordsmanship!

Qing Yueqiu stared at Pei Yuhan's departing back in a daze, and even long after he left, a faint smile of happiness still remained on her face.

Snapped--!

Two delicate small hands suddenly clasped together in front of Qing Yueqiu, making a crisp sound.

"Senior sister, what are you thinking about!"

Qing Yueqiu seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and her watery eyes came back to her senses in a trance. Only then did she realize that her junior sister had unknowingly appeared in front of her.

"Xiao Yan, your cultivation has improved again. Even I didn't notice you approaching."

"Senior Sister, don't change the subject... This is the first time Xiaoyan has seen Senior Sister distracted during sword practice.

Did something happen between you and Master just now? "

Yu Xiaoyan had a bright smile on her face, and her chubby pink cheeks were particularly cute. She suddenly moved in front of Qing Yueqiu, and her seemingly casual questions were more questioning.

Qing Yueqiu was, after all, a cultivator who practiced the Supreme Merciless Sword Technique. She had learned how to put on an icy expression without any instruction. She met Yu Xiaoyan's eyes and said calmly:

"The reason why Senior Sister is smiling is that she is happy that Master's Wife's condition is getting better."

"really?"

"Of course. Isn't Junior Sister happy that Master's wife's injury is getting better?"

"..."

Yu Xiaoyan deftly moved her slender calves wrapped in white stockings and danced backwards like an elf. Her waist leaned forward slightly, with a bright, youthful smile on her face.

"If what Senior Sister said is true, then Xiaoyan will of course be extremely happy."

"After all, Senior Sister and Master all know that Master's Wife loves me the most. Apart from Master, I may be the one who most hopes that Master's Wife will be cured and come out of seclusion~!"

Qing Yueqiu's eyes remain unchanged, just like the ice and snow that have never melted in the Han Palace Sword Palace for thousands of years.

She had no intention of practicing swordplay at this moment. She only felt that the spiritual sword that used to be like a third arm that connected her mind to her was extremely heavy, and she had no desire to wield it.

The cold and beautiful senior sister sheathed the spirit sword, turned around and walked towards Han Gong, and said lightly: "I know that junior sister must have misunderstood something, but Yue Qiu believes that there is no order without rules, and only when the human relations and levels are in order can the dynasty or the sect prosper and develop.

We, as disciples, should know that Master has raised us, saved our lives, and led us to the great path.

We disciples will naturally need to spend our entire lives to repay these favors, but we must be careful about how we repay them."

Qing Yueqiu paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at Yu Xiaoyan, and her pink lips opened again.

"Junior sister, you are still young, there are many rules that you cannot cross... you cannot cross them either."

Yu Xiaoyan stuck out her tongue cutely, then suddenly walked up and gave the icy silver-haired senior sister a warm hug.

"Sister, why are you so serious all of a sudden? Xiaoyan was just joking with you. I don't even dare to talk to you anymore~!"

Qing Yueqiu looked at her junior sister's innocent smile and her long eyelashes trembled.

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister, you misunderstood. Maybe it's because Master's Wife had an accident recently, and your Tao heart is a little uneasy."

"Junior sister, I am now going to the meditation wall carved by our master to reflect on my mistakes. I will say goodbye now."

"Well, Senior Sister is now in the critical period of sprinting for the Nascent Soul stage. It is a taboo to have even a speck of dust on your Dao heart. You must be careful."

"Sister, when you practice the Supreme Merciless Sword, you must not fall in love."

Qing Yueqiu nodded, thinking that what her junior sister meant by "feelings" was mixed emotions in her heart.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired senior sister felt annoyed.

As a senior sister, she did not lead by example and set a good example of cultivation in front of the younger sister. She was really ashamed.

Qing Yueqiu sighed, and walked towards the meditation wall with her proud long legs as white as ice and snow.

The so-called Meditation Wall is the wall where Pei Yuhan personally carved the Heart Purification Mantra with his sword. Pei Yuhan's profound sword intent remains on it, which can help sword practitioners stabilize their minds.

Next to the meditation wall, there is a tablet of the master and a bamboo whip used specifically for beating the hands.

When Qing Yueqiu was still young, if she was naughty, Pei Yuhan would use a bamboo whip to spank her little butt in front of the master's tablet...

Her flawless skin, as white as ice and snow, was stained with a layer of crimson. Qing Yueqiu knew that her mind was in turmoil again.

Yu Xiaoyan looked at her senior sister's tall figure as she left, and her bright smile gradually faded.

She didn't know when it started, but every time she saw Qing Yueqiu's figure, which became more beautiful with the passage of time, she would feel a little displeased.

"Even when she walks so seductively and is so charming, why would she practice ruthless swordsmanship?"

As Yu Xiaoyan spoke, the fingers holding the hilt of the sword turned white from the force.

As if sensing the fluctuations in Yu Xiaoyan's heart, an alluring woman's voice sounded in her body.

"Xiao Xiao, you are unhappy again. Is it because of that senior sister or your master's wife?"

"You can't control it."

Yu Xiaoyan did not move her lips, but communicated with her mind.

"How can I not care? I am your biological sister... It is of utmost importance to care about whether my sister is bullied by her love rival."

"Forget it. It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. Anyway, I can watch your memory when you fall asleep."

"Speaking of which, I relived the memory of the last time I peeked at Master bathing. Master's body is truly the best among men~!"

Yu Xiaoyan's expression suddenly turned gloomy. Although the sword had been sheathed, the invisible sword energy still overflowed uncontrollably, surrounding Yu Xiaoyan's body and cutting all the floating snowflakes around her into pieces.

"Bitch! I don't allow you to call him Master!"

.........

Deep within the Han Palace Sword Mansion.

Pei Yuhan took off the white sword immortal robe woven with ten-thousand-year-old ice silk and immersed his entire body in the cold spring that was emitting a chilling air.

The spring water in Youhan is so clear that you can clearly see every grain of sand and stone at the bottom of the pool.

During this time, there was a group of translucent small fish swimming around.

But as Pei Yuhan entered the water, traces of black and red turbid air seeped out from every pore of his body.

This turbid air is the embodiment of evil yang fire. It looks muddy but it does not have a trace of peculiar smell. Instead, it has a strange fragrance. This fragrance is the best aphrodisiac in the world. Even an enlightened and abstinent fairy will be bewitched after smelling it, and the only thing left in her mind is the primitive instinct to seek sex with the owner of the fragrance.

As the dark red turbid air spread like ink in the clear and cold spring, Pei Yuhan's expression gradually relaxed from being frowned.

Using the pure and cold spring water to wash the body's marrow and purify the evil yang fire, although the efficiency is not as high as directly releasing the fire through the dual cultivation method, it can also help Pei Yuhan relieve the pain of being entangled by the evil fire.

“But why does my heart feel so uneasy…”

Pei Yuhan stroked the icy spring water, worry still lingering in his eyes.

He learned some fortune-telling techniques in his early years. Although he was not proficient in them, he could still use them.

Since he had an uneasy premonition, it was very likely that something bad was really going to happen.

Pei Yuhan closed his eyes, counted on his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes after an hour.

"My disaster this time is related to an old friend...but apart from Xuanyuan Dao Zong, where else do I have any old friends?"

But Pei Yuhan actually knew another answer about old friends. After all, before coming to Xuanyuan Dao Sect, he had stayed in Yin Yang Holy Land for nearly thirty years. In theory, the witches in Yin Yang Holy Land were all old acquaintances of his...

But he didn't dare to think in that direction.

Chapter 7: A chance for the Taoist to rebuild his foundation... but he needs to meet the witches of the Yin Yang Holy Land

Pei Yuhan spent three days soaking and washing his body in the cold spring before he was able to dispel about 70% to 80% of the evil yang energy in his body.

At this time, he did not choose to continue soaking to completely wash away the evil yang fire in his body.

Because Pei Yuhan understood that everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches its extreme. Once there is not much evil yang fire left in his body, the next time the evil fire grows, its toxicity will be more severe and powerful.

When the time comes, facing the fierce evil rage, even with the assistance of a fairy with similar or even higher cultivation level, it would probably be difficult to resist.

Pei Yuhan has a deep understanding of this.

His evil yang anger had erupted violently once before, and at that time, Ye Liyuan, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, couldn't get out of bed for three days...

What's more, Pei Yuhan's current Taoist partner is in weak health and cannot cooperate in dual cultivation at all.

Thinking of his Taoist partner, Pei Yuhan couldn't help but sigh.

Glass Mandarin...

Toot--! !

The rapid sound of a token transmission brought Pei Yuhan back to his senses.

He stretched out his big hand into the air and the token flew over directly.

As spiritual energy was infused into it, the transmission token connected to the spiritual consciousness of the letter.

He is a highly respected elder in Xuanyuan Dao Sect.

"Palace Master Pei, the envoys from the Yin Yang Holy Land will come to Xuanyuan Dao Sect today to discuss important matters. The Sect Master has ordered that you go and receive them."

Yin and Yang Holy Land? Negotiation?

Pei Yuhan suspected for a moment that he had heard wrongly. How could a famous and righteous sect like Xuanyuan Dao Sect be mixed up with a place like Yin Yang Holy Land that harbors filth and corruption?

Shouldn't he have just drawn his sword and killed the witch in the Yin-Yang Holy Land when he saw her?