Saint Immortal Way

Qingsang Saintess was immersed in the ocean of Taoism, when suddenly the foreground changed drastically, and the space changed for a while. The radiant chapters of the holy way and martial arts disappeared, replaced by her father's wooden hall.

Qingsang Saintess suddenly felt a huge sense of loss, as if something very important was missing in her heart.

As if a child had been robbed of his most beloved toy, the Saintess Qingsang burst into anger for no reason, and couldn't help screaming hysterically: "Go back, go back, I want to go back again!"

Lu Yang looked at Chief Sang Hong at the side, shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said, "Boss Sang, look, it's not that I don't want the saint to come out, she looks like this..."

Sang Hong waved his hand, naturally he didn't dare to blame Lu Yang, he could only turn his head and scolded his daughter: "Is there enough trouble, you haven't been seen for several days, and the whole tribe is in panic. The young people are going to make a fuss!"

"Three days?" Qingsang Saintess collected herself, a little surprised.

"Yes, three days!" Sang Hong was annoyed, "You are a girl who has never been married, so why are you so bold to bother the envoy? Aren't you afraid that others will say that you don't have self-respect?"

"Others say what they like, but I am never afraid of people's words!" Qingsang Shengnv snorted coldly, appearing to be dismissive.She turned her head and hurriedly said to Lu Yang: "Let me take a look again, just take another look!"

"That's not easy!" Lu Yang spread his hands, "Boss Sang has been here for two days in a row, and I'm very worried about you. I think you should go back with Chief Sang first, calm down the criticism in the clan, and then comfort you. Your family, when you officially marry and become the concubine of the country's lord, then the Langhuan Temple is up to you to study!"

The Saintess Qingsang was immediately disappointed, she gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and said eagerly: "Okay, I will marry the Saintess tonight, and I must go to the temple tonight!"

She was studying the method of the Nine Changes of the Qing Emperor just now. This mysterious art that can lead directly to heaven and man was actually placed in the Temple of Langhuan by Lu Yang. When she came out, the Saintess Qingsang was so excited that she almost fainted.

The Nine Transformations of the Qing Emperor was a miraculous feat tailor-made for her, but it was a pity that she was invited out of the Temple of Langhuan just after studying the eighth transformation, which made people crazy.

Sang Hong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it. He wondered if his daughter had been bewitched by an evil spirit. She lost her temper with herself a few days ago, saying that she didn't like the arrogant emissary, and she wouldn't agree with her arrangement even if she was beaten to death. Marriage, now it changes in the blink of an eye?Is this too fast?

"Father, don't think too much, this is the decision!" Qingsang Saintess also felt that she had lost her composure, and hurried out of the wooden hall with a confession.

"It's really not good for girls..." Sang Hong smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Isn't this exactly what Chief Sang would like to see?" Lu Yang smiled.

"That's right!" Sang Hong nodded, very satisfied, "It's my blessing that the little girl can be entrusted to the envoy, and I will ask the envoy to take care of her in the future!"

Lu Yang waved his hand, "Don't worry, Chief Sang, the Lord of the country will never let the saint feel wronged in the slightest!"

"That's good!" Sang Hong apologized to Lu Yang and withdrew.

Sang Hong walked out of the wooden hall and looked back, full of doubts. He couldn't let go of his daughter's transformation.Sang Hong is very clear about his daughter's personality, she is very assertive and will not change her decision easily.Moreover, it is impossible for the impression of a person to change so quickly.

Sang Hong was worried, so he turned around and went to the wooden house of the Saintess of Qingsang. This is a small garden with a very unique layout. The peculiar wooden houses with narrow and narrow peaks are connected together. In the wooden houses, blankets made of fur are laid, and an ivory bed is placed on display. In the back room, no one is allowed to enter.

This is the boudoir of Saintess Qingsang.

Sang Hong called twice outside the house, and Qingsang Saintess came out, a little absent-minded, "Father is here, do you have any orders?"

"Have you really decided to marry the envoy? No regrets, no objections?" Sang Hong asked.

"No regrets!" Qingsang Saintess nodded with determination.

"Didn't you still agree a few days ago?" Sang Hong was surprised.

"Father, people change, but my daughter suddenly thinks that being an envoy is actually pretty good!"

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't go back on your word, but tell me exactly where you've been in seclusion for the past few days, otherwise I won't agree with you getting married tonight!" Sang Hong said with a straight face.

"Okay!" Qingsang Shengnv told her situation in Langhuan Temple, and Sang Hong was a little surprised.

"You have never lied before. Well, I believe what you said. Dress up well, and you will get married tonight!" Sang Hong patted the face of Qingsang Saintess lovingly, this kind of intimate gesture , Qingsang Saintess doesn't know how many years have passed.

"I'm finally going to become someone else's family!" Qingsang Shengnv suddenly realized.

Leader Sang turned around and called his servants, and ordered everyone to take action to prepare for the married daughter tonight.The whole big tribe soon became lively, and piles of bonfires were lit again in the tribe. Men, women and children of the tribe held bonfire activities, slaughtered cattle and sheep, sang and danced, and celebrated all day and night.

The Saintess Qingsang put on her best attire, wearing a golden Polo flower on her head, and was escorted by relatives and friends to the wooden hall where Lu Yang stayed.

Lu Yang almost didn't need to make any preparations, and the ceremony was completed when he went out to welcome the Qingsang Saintess into the hall.

In the Qingsang tribe, marrying a daughter was so simple that Lu Yang was surprised. Lu Yang even heard that many young men and women met for the first time. The woman went home with the man that night and lived in the man's house, which was considered married.

At any rate, many people in the tribe celebrated the wedding of Qingsang Saintess, which was extremely grand.

"I want to take a look at the Temple of Langhuan!" Qingsang Saintess said when she saw Lu Yang.

"The house is not consummated?" Lu Yang was slightly taken aback.

Qingsang Saintess looked at Lu Yang suspiciously, frowned and said, "Why can't you wait for a moment, there are so many beautiful asura witches in your temple, but there is one less one to vent to you!" Is my woman not successful?"

"Come on, let's go..." Lu Yang rubbed his temples speechlessly, quickly swung his sleeves, and drove Qingsang Saintess into the Temple of Langhuan, and let her go on about.

Just like what the Holy Maiden Qingsang said, Lu Yang does not lack women. At Lu Yang's level, physical desire is already insignificant.

Lu Yang can even control every desire of his own, so as to be truly pure and ascetic.But there is a desire that cannot be suppressed, that is the desire to pursue supreme power and longevity. This desire will only expand with the advancement of cultivation, and eventually become an endless abyss of desire for practitioners.

If there is no such desire, practitioners are no different from walking dead.

Lu Yang understood this point from a very early age, one must have a goal in life so as not to get lost and empty, and he is willing to pursue the Dao as the ultimate goal of his life.

Once again, the Saintess of Qingsang fulfilled her wish and stood in the main hall of the Langhuan Temple, looking up at the vast sea of ​​brilliance, happy and hungry, immersed in the quagmire of pursuing the way, unable to extricate herself.

Lu Yang took a look with his spiritual sense, shook his head, turned around and closed his eyes to meditate.

Outside the wooden hall, where the bonfire could not shine, the three wooden ancestors gathered together, looking at the place where Lu Yang was, with complicated thoughts.

"How?" Chunzu asked doubtfully.

Sangzu shook his head, disappointed, and said helplessly: "The saint is really ignorant, why doesn't she understand that the fate of the big tribe can be said to depend on her, even though the Lord of the South China Sea has become the leader of the Qingsang tribe? Son-in-law, but it's hard to say whether you want to keep the tribe!"

Sang Zu was sighing, when a figure flashed behind him, Lu Yang came out of the darkness quietly, and said with a cold face: "Three seniors, it is not a good habit to spy on other people's bodies!"

The three Mu Zu were embarrassed, Chun Zu pretended to cough, and said: "Master of the South China Sea, we three old fellows also care about you!"

"Are you concerned about the future of the tribe?" Lu Yang snorted coldly.

Sangzu looked serious, and asked, "I don't know what the Lord of the South China Sea wants? You have also seen that the Qingsang tribe has few people and little strength, and they are determined to be unable to withstand the conquest of the Great Kuang Dynasty..."

Lu Yang sighed: "Why don't the three seniors ascend to the ascension? You can completely stay out of the trivial matters in this world!"

"How did this happen? How can we say that we have benefited from the Qingsang tribe for many years, how can we watch the Qingsang tribe be annexed?" Sang Zu shook his head.

Lu Yang immediately admired these three old men, although they played tricks once, they are still loyal to the Qingsang tribe, which is admirable.

"There is no way!"

"any solution?"

"Like Nanhai Kingdom and Donglai Kingdom, take the initiative to call yourself a vassal! As a vassal state, the Great Kuang Dynasty is very willing to see all nations come to court. This is also the scene that the great Confucians in the court are willing to see. As long as you do this, benevolence and righteousness come first. Your ministers will provide shelter for Qingsang Kingdom, not crusade!"

"Qingsang country is no longer a country, and there is only one big tribe left. Does the leader of Sang have the qualifications to be called a vassal?" Sang Zu worried.

"Didn't the Qingsang tribe always claim to be orthodox in the Qingsang country?"

The three wooden ancestors nodded.

"That's it. In the name of the Qingsang Kingdom's orthodoxy, the imperial court will agree to declare the vassal on the table. Maybe the imperial dynasty will send troops to support the unification of the three tribes of the Qingsang tribe and put down the rebellion!"

"This method may work!" The eyes of the three wooden ancestors lit up, and they immediately saluted Lu Yang to thank him.

"Go and discuss it with Chief Sang!" Lu Yang waved his hand, turned around and fell into the wooden hall.

The three Muzu looked at each other, and hurriedly went to discuss with Chief Sang.Lu Yang turned his head in the wooden hall, and sighed, under the swordsmanship, the people are dying, if it can be fought without bloodshed, it can be regarded as a fortune.

It's just a pity that there are no wise men in this big Qingsang tribe, and the leader of Sang has limited vision and is unable to plan a good future for the tribe.

The three big tribes have been in a confrontational state, which is not a good thing for Qingsang Country. Lu Yang thought about it and shook his head. These headaches are really difficult to deal with.

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