Song Yun raised her foot and kicked Pingyang who was lying on the ground, "If you don't get up yet, I have something to ask you!"
Pingyang crossed his legs and glared at Qingyuan, "Don't you know how to help me?"
"How do I know you want me to help you if you don't tell me?" Qingyuan was confused, "If you want me to help you, just say it! I won't do it until you tell me..."
Song Yun and Ping Yang almost said in unison, "Shut up!"
Qingyuan subconsciously closed his mouth.
Doesn’t what I just said make sense??!
"What happened just now?" Song Yun looked around and made sure no one was around, then asked with a somewhat excited expression, "Did the key come out? Who got it!"
Pingyang took a breath and then spoke, "Miss, the key was not born just now, but the fruit of a spiritual fruit tree matured, that's why the strange phenomenon occurred!"
"Isn't it the key to the Heavenly Palace?" Song Yun was startled, and she became very angry.
The two of them watched helplessly as Song Yun transformed back into a man again, and they were all silent.
All right.
In this situation, it is obvious how their eldest lady is feeling...
Song Yun's lips were trembling with anger. She was almost raped by two evil cultivators, and she owed the father and son a huge favor.
But now you are telling me that the vision just now was not the key to the ancient heavenly palace!?
Pingyang was silent for a few seconds, but couldn't help but say, "Miss, even if the key to the ancient heavenly palace is really released, it is definitely not something we can get."
Pingyang really didn't want to dampen the eldest lady's enthusiasm, but the fact was right in front of them, and they couldn't allow them not to believe it.
Those who want to get the key are not only the strong men of the sect, but also all major races. Now even evil cultivators have appeared!
Even if they can really get the key, it may be difficult for them to get back alive from here.
"I don't care what method you use, you must find the key before those people do!" Song Yun became so angry that a dark beard grew on her face!
Without the key, wouldn’t there be no chance of recovery from my illness?
"S-Miss..." Qingyuan pointed at Song Yun's mouth and hesitated several times.
"What's wrong?" Song Yun frowned and subconsciously raised her hand to touch her face. She felt that her smooth face suddenly felt a little prickly, and her pupils dilated several times in an instant, "What, what is this!"
Pingyang coughed twice and said with a serious expression, "Miss, this is a beard!"
"Why did I grow a beard?!" Song Yun was obviously on the verge of collapse. It didn't matter that she would turn into a man when she was angry, but now she even grew a beard?!
"Actually, if you think about it from another angle..." Pingyang hesitated for a few seconds and then continued, "Is it normal for men to have beards?"
Qingyuan nodded in agreement, "I don't know why, but I always feel that what you said makes sense..."
"What time has it been, and you two still have the heart to joke around!" Song Yun sat on the ground dejectedly, covering her face with her hands.
It's over!
Isn’t my illness getting worse?
"Actually, I have a way to keep the eldest lady calm forever!" Pingyang thought for a moment and said with a serious expression, "As long as the eldest lady doesn't get angry anymore, this disease will never occur!"
Song Yun's body trembled slightly, then she raised her head and looked at Pingyang, "Really, really? What can I do!"
"As long as the eldest lady is willing to become a monk and has no joy or sorrow like those eminent monks, this disease will naturally be cured without treatment..." As soon as Pingyang finished speaking, he instantly felt a chill rushing to the top of his head.
"Miss, don't be angry, your beard has grown longer!" Qingyuan hurriedly grabbed Song Yun, who was about to run away, trying to comfort her, "Miss, actually I think what Pingyang said is not unreasonable. Of course, the owner of the village will give it to you.
You can also consider this proposal..."
Song Yun gritted her teeth angrily and glared at the two of them, "Miss Clumsy will never practice that kind of heartless and desireless technique, let alone become a monk!"
Qingyuan hesitated to speak, but for his own safety, he chose to remain silent.
"You two continue to inquire about the whereabouts of the key!" Song Yunqiang cheered up. She had been out for a long time. If she didn't go back, she would be in trouble if she was discovered!
"Yes, Miss!"
"Don't worry, Miss, we will definitely look for the whereabouts of the key!"
This time the two of them were not bickering, but agreed honestly.
"Miss, do you think you can put the dagger back?" Pingyang glanced down, his thighs shaking a little.
He was worried that if the eldest lady got excited and shook her hands, he would become a hermaphrodite...
The situation in Qingyuan is not much better.
Through his pants, he could feel the coldness coming from the dagger.
The two of them have also tempered their bodies several times, and it is difficult for ordinary weapons to really hurt them, except there!
With this blow, they will say goodbye to men completely.
"You guys go, I'm going back!" Song Yun put away the dagger. When she thought about having to serve tea and pour water after going back, she suddenly felt that the world was no longer beautiful.
Moreover, I am still a boy now. If I want to change back, I have to wait until she completely loses her temper...
"Oh, by the way, Miss, there is one more thing." Qingyuan coughed twice and finally lost his playful smile, "The owner of the village has sent word that he is on his way here. As long as no accidents occur, he will arrive here tonight!
"
Song Yun was stunned for a few seconds, then her face showed joy, "Dad is coming?!"
Qingyuan nodded, "Yes, not only the owner of the village, but also the second and third masters are here!"
"That's great!" Song Yun was overjoyed, "With a father, second uncle, and third uncle, that stinky woman will definitely be unable to eat and carry around!"
How dare you let yourself rub your shoulders?!
Song Yun sneered, and the image of Mu Qianjiu pinching her shoulders and beating her legs already appeared in her mind...
Seeing the sinister smile on Song Yun's face, Qingyuan and Pingyang looked at each other, and for some reason they had a vague premonition in their hearts.
...
When Song Yun returned to the small courtyard, it was already half an hour later.
In fact, she could have come back earlier, but what she didn't expect was that when she transformed back into her daughter, her beard didn't disappear.
In order to clean the beard on my face, I made several small cuts on my chin, which hurts!!
In the small courtyard, Mu Qianjiu had eaten and drank enough, and was currently instructing Chu Feng in his cultivation. His serious expression was completely different from his usual playful and smiling face!
Chu Feng had just entered trance, and the spiritual energy around him was being sucked into his body at an extremely slow speed.
"So slow?" Mu Qianjiu took out a few top-quality spiritual stones and casually set up a small spiritual gathering array, draining all the spiritual power within a mile.
The monks who stayed in the village felt the changes in spiritual energy almost at the same time, but when they noticed the direction in which the spiritual energy was gathering, they directly chose to remain silent.
"What is this?!" Song Yun also noticed the changes in the spiritual power around her. The rich spiritual power all gathered on top of Chu Feng's head, forming a small whirlpool!