Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1268 Huashan is emerging

Chapter 1268 Huashan is emerging

Whoosh!
  Jiuhua Mountain, Xiaoyao Palace.

Ming Xiaoyang and Lu Xueqi wandered outside for hundreds of years, leaving no trace of the mountains and rivers in the world.

As far as the eye can see, there is a gorgeous scenery.

Ming Xiaoyang once took Lu Xueqi to Mount Tai to meet Bixia Yuanjun and also made peace with Luo Shen Mi Fei.

He even rushed to Wuzhuang Temple with great interest, and robbed a few ginseng fruits from Zhen Yuanzi, letting all the familiar gods know that the always romantic and unruly Demon-Conquering True Lord had found the woman he really liked.

From now on, it’s time to take it easy!

After wandering for so long, I was a little tired.

On this day, two white lights broke through the formation barrier arranged around Xiaoyao Palace and fell into the palace.

Swish!
  When the white light fell on the open space with a lotus pond in Xiaoyao Palace, Ming Xiaoyang and Lu Xueqi appeared.

"Meet the master."

"I've met Miss Lu!"

When the servants saw their master returning, they hurriedly came forward to pay their respects. Several pretty and charming maids even made secret glances at Ming Xiaoyang.

"Ah!" After wandering for so long, he finally returned home. Ming Xiaoyang stretched his waist contentedly and let out a loud drink, "Prepare hot water, and then bring out the good wine and food. Your master, this time When I come back, I don’t plan to leave.”

"Yes, Master."

The immortal body is impure and stain-free. Logically speaking, even if it rolls in the mire, it will not get dirty. But since Ming Xiaoyang gave such an order, these servants naturally did not dare to refuse.

At that moment, several clever maids went down to do their work.

Lu Xueqi finally came back and felt uncomfortable all over. She strengthened her arms and freed her jade hand from Ming Xiaoyang's hand.

"Hehehe." Ming Xiaoyang looked at Lu Xueqi's back, with an unexplained smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

………………

The dressing table is made of golden nanmu, and is inlaid with a mirror made of crystal, which reflects the beauty in white clothes, as cold as the moon.

The unyielding Tianya Divine Sword was unhooked from her back and placed on one side. Lu Xueqi looked at her own reflection in the mirror, with a trace of depth gleaming from the depths of her beautiful eyes.

Behind her, a huge wooden barrel was placed there. The steaming clear water exuded traces of clouds and mist, which condensed in the void and turned into mist.

creak!

However, after a while, when the hot water had almost cooled down, Lu Xueqi put her hands on the buttons around her waist, making a gesture to take off her clothes.

At this moment, the closed door suddenly opened.

A slender figure stepped in and walked towards her.

"You... what are you doing here?" Lu Xueqi caught the evil smile on Ming Xiaoyang's lips. How could she not know what this bad guy had planned? She was ashamed and angry, and raised her hands, "Get out quickly!"

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang grabbed Lu Xueqi's tender hand, and with a little force, he pulled Lu Xueqi into his arms, kissed her, and joked, "We are an old couple, if there is anything we can't let go of, let's wash it together!"

Brush and pull!

Before they finished speaking, the clothes on each other's bodies fell off.

Lu Xueqi's jade body, as smooth as snow, was held in Ming Xiaoyang's arms. She struggled at first, but when her lips were blocked, her expression became confused.

Wow!

Two naked bodies tightly intertwined fell into the barrel, and confusion ensued.

The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and the fish and dragon danced overnight.

Noble and awe-inspiring, the most outstanding descendant of the Qingyun Sect since the Qingye Patriarch, like a fairy from the Heavenly Palace, is immersed in his own love that cannot see the light but has a hint of happiness.    ……………

Time changes, spring passes and autumn comes.

Yang Jian Yang, the Erlang God, acted against the will of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother and spared most of the people who violated the rules of heaven and gave them a chance to survive.

However, paper cannot cover the fire after all.

As things went on, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother still found out, and sent their close confidant, Tiannu, to Yang Jian's temple of the true king.

Afterwards, no matter what Yang Jian did, he could not hide the celebrity in front of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.

In order to protect mortal creatures, Yang Jian had to bend his proud waist and bribe Tiannu with gifts.

Even the Meishan brothers looked down upon such behavior and despised him.

Just as Ming Xiaoyang said to Yang Jian when he took office, from the day he takes this position, he must be prepared to turn against his loved ones and even his sworn brothers.

The God of Justice may seem to be in a high and powerful position, but in fact he is very cold in his high position. Even the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are warmer than the God of Justice.

Gradually, the only people around Yang Jian who could still have a heart-to-heart relationship with him were a stupid and loyal dog, Roaring Sky Dog, and his sister, Yang Chan!
  However, the development of many things is beyond human control.

One day in heaven, one year on earth.

Even though Yang Jian tried his best to find time and went down to earth once a day to visit his sister in Huashan, Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother, still inevitably fell into loneliness.

Yang Chan, who originally trusted her second brother the most, gradually distanced herself from Yang Jian due to the discussions of the gods in heaven.

Under such circumstances, there was an extra person beside Yang Chan.

A grounded scholar——Liu Yanchang.

Liu Yanchang failed many attempts and went to Huashan to play. He slipped and fell off a cliff. He was rescued by Yang Chan and made an oath to guard the temple for the Three Holy Mothers for three years.

Yang Chan drove Liu Yanchang away many times, but failed to let the poor scholar leave. Until he was seen by the priests under the True Lord Temple and sent to Yang Jian.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
  Huashan, in front of the Three Holy Mothers Temple.

The slim and lean Roaring Dog dressed in black took a bone stick and beat Liu Yanchang to death.

Even though Liu Yanchang was tall, he still didn't look good enough in front of a magical dog, and he was beaten to a bruise and swollen face in a short time.

"Roaring Sky Dog, stop." In front of the temple, Yang Chan, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, saw the Roaring Sky Dog beating Liu Yanchang violently, showing an anxious look and shouted.

Hearing this, Roaring Sky Dog turned around and glanced at his master who was standing next to Yang Chan.

Yang Jian, who was wearing a jet black satin robe and holding a black folding fan, said nothing. He just waved his hand to indicate that the roaring dog could stop.

"Ouch!"

"Damn dog, I will stew you!"

Liu Yanchang is known as a genius, but in fact he is just a nerd. He was rescued by Yang Chan and came to the Notre Dame Temple. In order to express his gratitude to the Three Notre Dames for saving his life, he wrote a poem that was unsightly.

A red and green god, made of clay, wood, carvings and gold. If there is three-point Qi in the throat, it is worthy of being a bedmate!

It is even more obscene than the obscene poems written by King Zhou in the Nuwa Temple in the past.

After being beaten violently by the roaring dog, he lay on the ground and couldn't stand up for a long time, still cursing in his mouth.

"Boy." Yang Jian took a few steps forward and looked down at Liu Yanchang like a superior, with a cold voice, "Get out of here and never show up in Huashan again. If I am to see you in Huashan again, just wait. Die!"

As wise as Yang Jian, he could see the true nature of this poor scholar who was pestering his sister at a glance.

Lecherous, pretentious, stupid, and incompetent!
  (End of this chapter)

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