After marrying his master's wife, he reached the peak of his life

With a bang, the door of the Taoist Canon Building was violently pushed open, making a loud noise.

Qi Zhiyuan's brows suddenly frowned and he looked outside the door, but the next moment his expression changed.

"Master, senior brother... help me!" Chu Zhihe's lips were covered in blood. On the way here, she bit the wound on her tongue hard, causing blood to flow out continuously.

Her face turned extremely pale, and she staggered. She fell to the ground just after taking two steps into the door.

"Junior sister!"

When Qi Zhiyuan saw her like this, he knew something had happened. A red string suddenly popped out of his hand, and then he pulled her up and quickly walked towards the quiet room.

The open door closed automatically without any wind.

After entering the secret room, Qi Zhiyuan placed her on the ice bed made by Wanzai Hanyu. Over the years, he had been trying to comprehend the principles of marriage based on some fragments he had obtained from Mingyue Temple and his own adventures.

In the process of comprehension, backlash would often occur, which would make him burn with desire, so he spent a huge price to build this ice bed made of ten thousand year old cold jade.

This item can clear the mind and concentrate the spirit, eliminate inner demons, freeze injuries, and delay the loss of vitality. It can be said to be a treasure.

Qi Zhiyuan was able to comprehend the magic of the Moon Test Rope, and the Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade Ice Bed was an indispensable treasure.

After placing Chu Zhihe on the ice bed, he saw that his junior sister's face was becoming more and more painful, and even a red light of marriage was coming out of the top of her head. His face suddenly became uglier and uglier.

"Good, good, good, very good!"

"Yi Mingshu, this must be your handiwork. No one else can cut off my matchmaker's rope and cause Junior Sister to suffer such a terrible backlash."

He exuded an extremely fierce aura, his white hair fluttered, his robes billowed without wind, and his eyes revealed a fierce light.

Nowadays, few people in the sect know that Qi Zhiyuan and Chu Zhihe are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

He had fallen in love with his junior sister since he was very young, and Chu Zhihe was also very attached to her. He originally thought that the two of them would naturally get together as they grew older.

But Qi Zhiyuan never imagined that, just during an experience trip out, Chu Zhihe would actually fall in love with Zhang Zhiqing, and even... have a child.

At that time, Qi Zhiyuan, who had become a true disciple of Taoism, had his hair turned white overnight.

For so many years, he has painstakingly studied the spells of marriage, but even he himself is not clear about what he wants to do and why.

At this moment, watching Chu Zhihe suffer the backlash of the spell, with three inches of red light of marriage bursting out from his head, the anger and murderous intent in his heart were as uncontrollable as flames.

"If we're competing in terms of skills and magic, I'm naturally no match for you, Yi Ming Shu. But if you want to fight me on the path of marriage... Oh, you're not worthy enough!"

He climbed onto the cold jade bed and sat cross-legged opposite Chu Zhihe. A red rope popped out from both of his hands at the same time. The red rope emitted a faint red light. The moment it appeared, it directly wrapped around Chu Zhihe's hands and feet and locked his throat.

Qi Zhiyuan took a deep breath, then closed his eyes. The magic power in his body started to circulate, and his self-created spell, the Matchmaker Rope, was pushed to the extreme to suppress the power of marriage in Chu Zhihe's body.

As time passed, a layer of white mist gradually rose above his head. It was a strange phenomenon caused by excessive consumption of magic power, which caused the blood in his body to surge like a furnace.

However, Chu Zhihe's situation not only did not improve, but fell into an even more dangerous situation. The red light of marriage emitted by Qi Zhiyuan's Matchmaker Rope spell not only failed to suppress the backlash in Chu Zhihe's body, but was instead swallowed up by more of the power of marriage in an imperceptible way.

Qi Zhiyuan didn't notice it at first, and by the time he found out, it was already too late.

The power of marriage that was originally wrapped around Chu Zhihe's soul like a rope, after absorbing the power of marriage from the matchmaker's rope, burst into an incomparable scarlet light, and then directly penetrated into Chu Zhihe's soul.

Chu Zhihe groaned, and his soul could no longer maintain the shape of the bright moon. It disintegrated into a hazy figure with a moon-like glow behind it.

However, at this moment, the light emitted by the bright moon behind her was tinged with a faint red light.

"Junior Sister!" Qi Zhiyuan was horrified, feeling shocked, angry, and unspeakable regret.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Just as he was blaming himself, Chu Zhihe slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was calm, without any sign of abnormality. Even the three-inch red light of marriage that burst out from her head gradually dissipated.

"Junior sister, are you okay? How are you?" Qi Zhiyuan asked anxiously.

Chu Zhihe smiled slightly and said hoarsely, "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry!"

As she spoke, she circulated the magic power in her body, directly breaking the red rope of Yue Lao that was wrapped around her body, and then nourished the wound on the tip of her tongue, allowing it to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Qi Zhiyuan saw her like this, he not only did not feel relaxed, but his heart completely sank to the bottom.

"Master, Junior Sister..."

He didn't know what consequences this backlash would cause, but the power of marriage in Chu Zhihe's soul just now had obviously taken root deep in his soul, and would only cause more terrible effects.

Chu Zhihe stretched out a finger and gently wiped the blood off her lips. The scarlet blood and her white fingers formed an extremely eerie color.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm really fine!"

Qi Zhiyuan's heart was trembling violently, and he said in a somewhat fierce tone: "Junior sister, how about I go and kill Yi Wushuang?"

The reason he did this was to test her!

The backlash of the power of marriage is invisible, but it can affect a person's temperament from the root, even she herself may hardly notice it.

"Yi Wushuang, he is nothing but a good-for-nothing. If you kill him, you might end up getting plotted against." Chu Zhihe said slowly.

Qi Zhiyuan's expression did not relax at all, and he continued to ask: "What about Yi Mingshu? This person used various means to suppress our Dao Sect, and even wanted his son to become the head of the sect."

"If this person doesn't die, he will definitely be the biggest disaster for Tiange."

Chu Zhihe couldn't help but sneer, "Yi Mingshu is just an old thief, what's his point? Tiange once told me before he left that when he comes back, it means that he has enough strength to suppress this old thief."

Qi Zhiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Chu Zhihe suffered the backlash of the spell. The most likely change was that his hatred for Yi Mingshu or Yi Wushuang would turn into love.

But what Chu Zhihe said now was not much different from what he said in the past.

"Could it be that the impact of this backlash is gradual? It doesn't manifest itself immediately?" Qi Zhiyuan thought silently, feeling a little confused.

He had been attacked by magic many times before, but Chu Zhihe's attack was caused by someone else's actions, and it was obvious that some external force had caused the attack to change inexplicably. So now he was a little unsure of what had affected Chu Zhihe.

Just when Qi Zhiyuan was suspicious, Chu Zhihe's mind suddenly appeared the image of a young and heroic man, and he thought silently in his heart, "Master, I will come to you soon."

She knew very well that she had been hit by the backlash of the spell, and she had memories and impressions of everything, but she felt extremely fortunate, "If it weren't for that loser Yi Wushuang, I would never have seen the master's true face, and I would never have fallen in love with the master."

Just thinking about her master's appearance made her tremble slightly, and the fish was already spitting out water.

"Master, I miss you so much, I can't stand it anymore!"

She tried her best to suppress her thoughts, love and desire for her master, and dealt with Qi Zhiyuan carefully.

Chu Zhihe knew that Qi Zhiyuan liked her since she was a child, but she didn't like this man because he was too unmanly, always silent, and seemed to have a lot on his mind.

Chu Zhihe liked handsome men who were handsome, heroic, tall, and talented, so he admired Zhang Zhiqing very much at the beginning.

"Now that I think about it, I was really blind. Zhang Zhiqing is just a coward who can't even protect his own wife and son. He only knows how to practice Taoism all day long. I don't know what Taoism he practices? Is it the Taoism of turtles and bastards?"

Chu Zhihe now had only indifference and ridicule towards Zhang Zhiqing, and no longer had the love and hatred he had before. "From now on, my master is the only one in my heart. He is the great man worthy of my submission."

At this time, all her fish were soaked in water and were dripping wet.

Thoughts were surging in her mind, but she didn't show any of them on her face. Instead, she said calmly, "Brother, I have succeeded just now. Yi Wushuang has agreed to become a Taoist couple with Song Yue."

"I originally wanted him to force Songyue on the spot, and then let Songyue 'accidentally' cripple him."

"But I just used the matchmaker rope, and I felt that this was too rash, so I stopped temporarily and suffered backlash."

"Fortunately, you suppressed it with magic just now, and the backlash power dissipated. After this, I gained some insights into the power of marriage, so I used my soul to absorb the remaining power."

Her explanation was so logical and reasonable that Qi Zhiyuan almost believed it.

But deep down in his heart, he still felt a little uneasy... an uneasy feeling for no reason...

"Brother, thank you for your help, otherwise I would be in big trouble. Now I have to leave quickly to arrange the next things. Tomorrow morning, that loser Yi Wushuang will challenge Song Yue for the true teaching."

After Chu Zhihe finished speaking, he got off the cold jade bed and stood up to leave.

"Wait a moment……"

Qi Zhiyuan suddenly called her, "Junior sister, what are you going to do next?"

Chu Zhihe's body stiffened slightly. What she said just now was just to deal with Qi Zhiyuan. The real plan had failed. How could she have any other means to deal with Yi Wushuang in the short term?

But she was also an old hand, and although she was a little nervous, she didn't show it, and said calmly: "Brother, just wait and see, this time, I will definitely destroy him!"

After saying that, she turned and walked out of the door.

However, Qi Zhiyuan dodged and stood in front of Chu Zhihe, and said hesitantly: "Junior sister..."

"Brother!" Chu Zhihe raised his phoenix eyes slightly, revealing a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "What do you mean by this?"

Qi Zhiyuan looked at her, feeling uneasy and slightly anxious, but he didn't know where the feeling came from, so he was speechless for a long time.

"Brother, if you have nothing else to do, I will leave first. The next thing cannot be delayed. I will come and reminisce with you another day." Chu Zhihe said, straightening his body and walking forward, not caring that Qi Zhiyuan was right in front of him.

Just when the two bodies were about to touch, Qi Zhiyuan dodged.

Chu Zhihe said mockingly in his heart: "He is indeed a cowardly man. How can such a cowardly man want to be with me?"

She walked away without looking back.

Qi Zhiyuan stared blankly at her departing back, feeling a mixture of pain and anxiety in his heart.

……

After Chu Zhihe left the Taoist Canon Building, she first looked around and then walked towards her residence. However, halfway there, she suddenly changed direction.

After circling around several times, she finally arrived near Jinxiu Palace.

"Master, my master, I am here to see you!"

At this moment, her fish seemed to be soaking in spring water, with water rippling and flowing everywhere.

The Jinxiu Palace was not far ahead. Chu Zhihe walked forward step by step. With every step, her fish opened its mouth and spit out water. If she had not been wearing a purple dress, she would have been seen by others long ago.

However, at this moment, not far behind her, Qi Zhiyuan's figure appeared silently.

"Junior sister, what do you want to do?"

Qi Zhiyuan's voice made Chu Zhihe slightly stunned. She turned around with an ugly expression and shouted in a cold tone: "Qi Zhiyuan, you actually followed me?"

Qi Zhiyuan's white hair was flying in disorder, and his expression became extremely terrifying. He walked towards Chu Zhihe step by step.

"If I hadn't followed you, would you have entered Jinxiu Palace?"

Chu Zhihe narrowed his eyes and his expression became cold and stern. "So what? Where I go has nothing to do with you."

boom!
Qi Zhiyuan could no longer suppress the anger and pain in his heart. He stepped forward and crushed the stone slab on the ground. The terrible impact force made the broken stones and dust float in the air, unable to fall down for a long time.

"Chu Zhihe, do you know what you are doing?!"

As he spoke, he took action without hesitation.

A ray of moonlight fell, seemingly extremely gentle, but it contained an extremely terrifying soul-calming power that could directly freeze the soul or even crush it completely.

Chu Zhihe flew backwards at the same time as he made his move. The long sword behind him came out of its sheath with a clang, and the sword light was like a rainbow, and it slashed out in an instant.

"Qi Zhiyuan, I advise you to mind your own business." (End of this chapter)