"Saint, this place is dangerous, maybe there will be a terrible curse left, you..."

She wanted to speak but stopped, her face full of worry.

The sound of the guzheng is melodious, and just by hearing it, an illusion appears in my mind.

Where the clouds and mist are floating, there seems to be a flawless woman standing on the clouds between the jade buildings.

"I already know, Yunmeng, don't persuade me, you leave with the elders first."

The female cultivator in white had no choice but to give up and said, "Yes," then turned around and left the courtyard.

In Yaochi, the saint's status is very high, and even ordinary elders are not as good as hers. Therefore, if she insists on staying, the elders will do it.

At that time, the big figure in Yaochi can only come forward and invite the saint to return to Yaochi.

No one knows whether the curse thing mentioned by the Jiang family is true or whether it will erupt again. Therefore, for safety reasons, a group of important figures such as the Saint must stay away from here.

After the white-clothed cultivator left, the courtyard became empty again, with only the unique beauty of the yard and the lonely sound of the guzheng.

"Oh~"

A sigh came from the attic, and the voice contained endless loss.

It seemed like you could see a peerless beauty shook her head in disappointment.

The sound of the Guzheng also changes with the change of the person's emotions, from the original softness and freedom to the low and sadness.

The fish in the lake no longer jumped up happily, and the birds in the courtyard also flew away everywhere. For a moment, the vitality here was no longer there, full of bleakness and desolation.

The Saint of Yaochi curled up next to the Guzheng, and her slender fingers played on the Guzheng, and her every move was extremely sad and beautiful.

The fairy mist surrounding her body was rolling violently, showing the uneasiness in her heart.

When a rapid sound of zheng disappeared, everything calmed down.

She put her hands on the guzheng and stopped playing, and the fairy mist on her body gradually became silent.

Ten days have passed since she asked the female cultivator of Yaochi to send the letter to the Jiang family. During this period, except for the arrival of the Demonic Arm of the Heavenly Demon, she has been staying in this attic.

She was waiting for someone, someone who had seen her appearance and had also injured her.

For Hua Yunfei, she was filled with complex emotions. When the other party saw her true face, this one alone was enough to make ripples in her heart. Every saint of Yaochi had a fantasy about the future Taoist couple in her heart.

Of course, she also has it, covering her face with the fog of fairy, just to give the most beautiful moment to someone.

Hua Yunfei's appearance seemed to indicate that he would be her true destiny.

Moreover, Hua Yunfei's strength is also in line with her fantasy of the future Taoist couple.

Unfortunately, Hua Yunfei was very ruthless at that time, and he didn't care about the fragrance and jade, and even scratched her neck.

Even so, she still had fantasies, which led to the promise of gambling on stones.

However, ten days passed and Hua Yunfei still did not show up.

It seems that a heart is wrong after all.

The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

She sighed slowly and remembered the saint Yang Yi. Although she and Master Zhang Lin had lovers but did not finally get married, at least they were in love.

"Oh, why should I be so passionate and fall into a bad situation?"

She stood up from her curled up state and decided not to wait anymore, and went back to Yaochi with the elders.

Since then, it is also good to be a saint who will always stand in the clouds and be without the fireworks of the world...

I was born with fairy charm and was called a mortal being. Maybe from that moment on, I was destined to live my life alone.

Suddenly, a melodious music sounded, like the sound of a clear spring, like the bright moon among the pines.

The sound of the piano is pleasant and beautiful. The fish in the lake jumped out of the water again happily, churning in the air, causing splashes of water.

On the green grass in the courtyard, birds flew over and listened quietly there.

The fairy birds raised here in the Yaochi Holy Land were even flapping their wings, and an extremely happy look appeared in their eyes.

This courtyard has regained its vitality.

And the heart of the Saint of Yaochi was like the rain passing by the sky, and walked out of the sad and desolate state.

She slowly walked to the attic with beautiful eyes looking out the window.

In the courtyard, there is a vibrant scene, with green trees and pavilions, full of poetry and painting.

And at the entrance of the courtyard, a boy stood.

He was wearing a water-blue dress, with black and crystal hair spread over his shoulders, and his body was tall and gentle.

The deep eyes and heroic faces had a domineering aura that no one else could do, which made people feel trembling.

He used his divine power to form the strings and played the wonderful sound of the piano in the void.

"Hua Yunfei."

The heart of the Saint of Yaochi shook slightly, and she felt like she could keep the clouds open and see the moon bright.

I was just ready to give up and be lonely in this life. As a result, I will see hope in the next second.

This feeling made her happy and intoxicated.

She took lotus steps and walked down the attic.

At this moment, Hua Yunfei's hands were light and stroking on the strings of the piano, like flowing clouds and flowing water, like fairy mist, giving people an extremely ethereal feeling.

Although he is a man, he is more agile than a woman. The beautiful music flows like a clear spring and flows down like a clean moon, plain and hazy, quiet and elegant.

The fragrant wind is gentle, and a light footsteps are heard.

Hua Yunfei stopped playing.

He looked at the Saint of Yaochi who was slowly walking towards him, and a slightly apologetic smile appeared on his face.

"Sorry, Saint, Yun Fei is late."

Then, Hua Yunfei's body stiffened slightly, because the fairy mist that had been covering the body of the Saint of Yaochi actually disappeared and was gradually disappearing.

Her fairy skin and jade body are formed in a golden ratio. She is originally covered by fog and hazy, like the fairy in Guanghan Palace, giving people a sense of holy and distantness.

But now, the fairy fog has dissipated, the Saint of Yaochi is no longer mysterious, everything is revealed in front of Hua Yunfei.

The graceful jade body, slender and colorful, and the peerless fairy face make people sigh that this woman should only be found in heaven, how many times can I see on earth?

In addition, there was also the passionate eyes that were as hot as the surging sea, which made Hua Yunfei a little... unable to withstand it.

"Holy...Saint, do we...cut...Stone?"

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Standing outside the sacred city, Hua Yunfei looked at this magnificent sacred land.

I still remember when I first came here, the palaces and pavilions, singing and dancing, were extremely luxurious, and the sea of ​​desire was filled with great shock.

However, now, all of this has become the past.

Nowadays, prosperity is no longer there, and people leave the city in vain, like the old era, approaching dusk and twilight years.

Hua Yunfei shook his head and turned away.

Although he was alone, he was calm and disappeared from afar.

...

In the immortal stone yard of the Sacred Land of Yaochi, the Sacred Girl of Yaochi squatted by the pool, her slender jade fingers slashing in the pond water with the swaying spiritual energy. Several fish covered with dragon scales wandered with her strokes, very active.

She looked in a good mood, holding something in her other hand, but the size of an egg was round and a faint dazzling light emitted.

There are nine holes above, and they roar when they encounter the wind.

It is crystal clear and flawless, with nine colors, extremely beautiful and gorgeous, like the most precious treasure in this world.

This is exactly the Xian Linglong that Hua Yunfei gave to her.

If this kind of strange stone is nourished by immortal energy, it can be copied and engraved with some of the seals of Tao, which are immortal stones born and raised by heaven and earth.

However, in this world, the fairy spirit is invisible, and Xian Linglong can only be regarded as a treasure among musical instruments, which is considered to have been born in the mortal world by mistake.

When the wind blows gently, Xian Linglong will make an intoxicating music, making people want to hold it and listen carefully, and have a nearly evil power.

The Saint of Yaochi liked it very much. Listening to the dreamy fairy music, the fairy charm on her body became a little stronger.

Although the Yaochi Holy Land has moved away the sky-high source stones from the Tianzi Stone Garden, under her insistence, the Yaochi Holy Land has left a courtyard without moving.

It was here that she and Hua Yunfei bet on stones.

If in the past, the descendants of the contemporary Yaochi Saint and the Yuantian Master Chuan continued the bets ten thousand years ago in the stone yard, it would definitely detonate the Divine City, and countless monks would come to witness this scene.

However, this place became a curse city. When people left the city, no one knew the bet here.

They were like couples, strolling side by side among the stones, picking and choosing without interruption, and spent a very quiet and peaceful time.
To be continued...