Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Growing up with Song Xuan as a childhood sweetheart, I could hear some interesting and strange words from that guy.

Hearing Song Qian's perverted remarks, Lu Qingxue's chest heaved a few times, and she gritted her teeth and said, "If your brother is a pervert, even if he's a bit of a beast, I can accept it!"

"So what did he do?"

"After he pressed my acupoints to immobilize me, he whispered something in my ear."

"What?" Song Qian's face changed, as if she had thought of something, and she asked nervously, "He doesn't like women, but actually likes men?"

"no!"

Lu Qingxue gave her a strange look, "Why would you think that? You two, brother and sister, are truly one weirder than the other!"

Seeing Song Qian's curious look, she coughed lightly and said, "He said, you little girl, at such a young age, actually wants to ruin my cultivation!"

At this point, Lu Qingxue's knuckles turned white from pinching, and she angrily said, "What's even worse is that he wrapped me in a bed sheet and hung me from the beam.

Then, he found a Buddhist scripture from the bookcase and recited the Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra to me all night long!

It said that it would purify my mind, cultivate my sentiments, cleanse the filth in my heart, and allow me, the flower of the motherland, to grow healthily!

puff!

Victoria Song really couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She guessed in her mind what her brother might do, but she really couldn't keep up with his train of thought.

No wonder Sister Lu was so angry. What her brother did was really inhumane!

"I've never been so humiliated in my life. Your brother has completely trampled my dignity on the ground. Tell me, if I don't run away from home, how can I face him again?"

After speaking out the secret that had been in her heart, Lu Qingxue seemed to feel relieved. After taking a long breath, she became much calmer.

Victoria Song nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder my brother didn't allow anyone in the family to mention anything about you in the past few years. I thought he was upset because of what you did to him.

After all this time, he's feeling uneasy because he hasn't done anything. "

Lu Qingxue sneered, "He feels guilty. How could he look guilty at all? Didn't you just say that your brother has taken a liking to brothels and music in recent years?"

Song Qian gave a wry smile and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Sister Qingxue, where have you been these past few years?"

"I joined the Yihua Palace and was accepted as a personal disciple by the current Palace Master?"

"Yihua Palace?" Song Qian's expression changed. "But is it Yihua Palace, one of the sacred places in the martial arts world?"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, martial arts flourished, and there were countless martial arts families and powerful sects. Above those powerful sects, there were some top forces that held the right to speak in the martial arts world.

These forces are called the Holy Land of Martial Arts by people in the martial arts world.

And Yihua Palace is one of the holy places.

This is an extremely mysterious holy place. It is said that since the founding of the sect, there have been only beautiful women in Yihua Palace, and the disciples in the holy place rarely walk in the world.

People only know that Yihua Palace is a place where flowers bloom in full bloom, like a fairyland, but few people know its exact location.

Unexpectedly, during the five years that Lu Qingxue had been away, she had become a disciple of Yihua Palace, and even the palace master's personal disciple.

"There are some brief records about the Yihua Palace among the Xuanyi Guards. It is said that except for the direct disciples of the Palace Master, all other disciples can only regard themselves as sword slaves. I wonder if this is true or not?"

Lu Qingxue nodded, "That's right."

"Rumor has it that most of the disciples of Yihua Palace are named after the Moon and the Star. What is Sister Lu's nickname in the martial arts world?"

"Master gave me the name Yaoyue! From now on, when I travel the world, I will also use the name Yaoyue."

"Yao Yue..." Victoria Song blinked, "That sounds nice. So, you didn't come back this time for my brother, did you?"

Lu Qingxue shook her head, "My master is planning to accept a last-ditch disciple. I came back this time to bring Qingshuang with me. With her qualifications, it shouldn't be a problem for her to be accepted as a direct disciple.

Xiao Qian, do you want to join us?

I have known since I was a child that among us, you are the best in terms of martial arts talent. In terms of talent, you are much better than your brother!

Yihua Palace is one of the sacred places of the martial arts world. There are countless unique martial arts in the palace. If you go there, you will probably be able to enter the Xiantian realm in less than a year."

Song Qian showed little interest in Lu Qingxue's invitation. "No need. Even if I don't go to Yihua Palace, it won't be difficult for me to break through to the Xiantian realm.

Also, you are mistaken. My brother is actually the real martial arts genius.

He is the type who accumulates a lot over time, and his talent needs to be developed bit by bit. The later he cultivates, the more terrifying his strength will become..."

Song Qian paused and said, "Sister Lu, you should be in the Xiantian realm now, right?"

Lu Qingxue's brows were filled with joy. "I achieved a breakthrough not long ago. If not for this, Master wouldn't have let me leave the mountain."

Victoria Song said, "But to be honest, you, a congenital warrior, don't give me as much pressure as my brother, a postnatal warrior!"

"Isn't that an exaggeration?" Lu Qingxue was a little skeptical. "The road of martial arts is extremely long, and the gap in strength between each major realm is like a chasm.

The gap between nature and nurture is beyond your imagination."

"Maybe!" Victoria Song smiled nonchalantly, "Are you sure you don't want to meet my brother?

I think it's better to talk things out face to face. There might be some misunderstandings."

Lu Qingxue hesitated for a moment, "Over the years, I have actually carefully recalled what happened back then, and your brother may have some difficulties.

After all, he said I wanted to ruin his cultivation...Xiao Qian, does your Lu family have any special martial arts that men can't do after practicing it...?

"Which one?" Victoria Song smiled slyly.

"That's it!" Lu Qingxue rolled her eyes at her. "Don't play dumb. Tell me, do you have it?"

"I don't know~" Song Qian shrugged, "I'm practicing the Xuanbing Jin, a profound skill passed down from my family. My ancestors have worked hard for more than ten generations, and only then was this unique skill bestowed upon me by the imperial court.

Of course, I don't know if there are any other unique skills in the family. After all, some things, you know, are passed down to men, not women. There are some things my father won't tell me."

Hearing this, Lu Qingxue showed a slight smile on her face.

"Perhaps, your brother does have something to hide."

"I was a little impulsive at the time. I shouldn't have just walked away. I should have had a good talk with him... Now..."

Before she could finish her words, the smile on Lu Qingxue's face faded, her eyes fixed on the lakeside, and she said coldly, "I take back what I said just now. Your brother has no hardship. He is just a bitch!"

Song Qian followed Lu Qingxue's gaze and saw her brother Song Xuan and Lu Xiaoliu walking into a brothel on the lakeside street, arm in arm, chatting and laughing...

Chapter 31: You sit at home and your wife will come to you

Song Xuan has been living a very leisurely life recently.

During the day I slack off at work and comprehend the meaning of swordsmanship. After get off work I drink, chat and listen to music with three or five friends. My life is very comfortable.

When I got home, it was already dark.

Song Xuan greeted Old Song, said he had eaten outside, and returned to his room.

Just as I sat down at the table and poured myself a cup of tea, Victoria Song pushed the door open and walked in.

"You didn't knock!" Song Xuan gave her a dissatisfied look.

Song Qian didn't respond, but stared at him with a complicated expression. Only when Song Xuan frowned did she speak.

"Brother, Sister Lu is back!"

"Oh?"

Song Xuan paused holding the teacup and asked, "She didn't give you any trouble, did she?"

"I have no grudge against her, why is she making things difficult for me?"

Song Xuan laughed dryly, "There was some misunderstanding between us before... By the way, what brought her back this time?"

"She joined Yihua Palace five years ago and became the Young Palace Master of Yihua Palace. She is already a master of the Xiantian Realm! This time she came back to bring Qingshuang to Yihua Palace as well."

"Oh, that's impressive!" Song Xuan's expression was calm, showing no signs of emotion. "What else did she say?"

"Are you asking what Sister Lu wants to say to you?" Victoria Song looked at him with interest.

"Hmm! Did she say anything about me?"

"She asked me to ask you, who is prettier, the girls in the brothels or her?"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment, "Did you tell me about my visit to the brothel to listen to music?"

"In the evening, when you and Lu Xiaoliu walked into Tianxiang Tower, Sister Lu happened to see you."

Song Xuan took a sip of tea and laughed dryly, "What a coincidence."

"Yeah, what a coincidence!" Victoria Song hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Brother, do you have something to hide? Are you tinkering with those health supplements for pleasure in order to treat your own chronic illness?"

Song Xuan didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Victoria Song became more certain of her guess and said, "Actually, this is nothing. You know how Sister Lu feels about you. She won't care about this.

Some misunderstandings can actually be resolved.”

"It's not what you think!"

Song Xuan shook his head, showing no intention of explaining.

About time travel, about the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu, these are the foundation of his survival in the world. He doesn't want to tell anyone before he becomes invincible!

After all, if you work in the Xuanyiwei business, you will inevitably have enemies in the future.

Although the Chunyang Wuji Boy's Kung Fu is powerful, it is a boy's Kung Fu after all, and its weaknesses are also obvious.

If he were targeted by his enemy and asked to find a bunch of beautiful women to strip naked and throw them into his arms, Song Xuan didn't know if he could control himself.

If he loses control and fails, his future journey in martial arts will basically be over!

Victoria Song looked him up and down, then waved her sleeves helplessly, "Forget it, you guys can handle yourselves, I'm going to go teach my little cousin martial arts!"

"Remember to close the door!" Song Xuan reminded.

Song Qian paused at the door and turned around speechlessly, "Brother, sometimes I really don't understand what's going on in your mind."

Watching Song Qian leave, Song Xuan put down his teacup, his eyes a little dazed, and a scene from his youth reappeared before his eyes...

"Song Xuan, do you have any ideals?" Sixteen-year-old Lu Qingxue, wearing a moon-white long dress, raised her snow-white chin slightly, and asked curiously.

"Ideal, slacking off at work and getting some court benefits, does that count?"

"Isn't this too cheap? Is there anything taller?"

"A taller one?"

The young Song Xuan asked tentatively, "Three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines?"

"I want you to be a little higher, but I don't want you to be so high that it reaches the sky. Ideals and dreams are different!"

"Oh, then I should lower my expectations. For example, become a sword immortal?"

"Sword Immortal? Are you sure you want to follow the path of swordsmanship in the future?"

"Well, that's settled for now!"

Fifteen-year-old Song Xuan, standing halfway up the mountain, set his first goal besides slacking off at work, "The pinnacle of humanity, a mortal immortal on earth, I want to be that peerless sword immortal!"

"Becoming a sword immortal..." The girl's fair face revealed a hint of longing. "First, you need a good sword!"

The young Song Xuan nodded, "The Emei Sect's Yitian Sword, the Yihua Palace's Bixue Zhaodanqing, and the great hero Yan Nantian's Chunyang Wuji Sword are all good."

"Which one do you like best?"

"Any one is fine, I'm not picky!"

"Well, I see!"

...

Rubbing his brows, Song Xuan withdrew his thoughts and had a vague guess in his mind. Could it be that Lu Qingxue's original purpose of joining Yihua Palace was to get the magic sword Bixuezhaodanqing?

After drinking three cups of tea in a row, Song Xuan still felt a little uneasy. He opened the window and turned over to go out. His figure flashed a few afterimages in the night, and in an instant, he arrived at the top of the tallest restaurant within a few miles.

Standing on the roof, looking down at the imperial capital city that appeared quiet and peaceful in the moonlight, his mood also became calm.

"You're still the same, your mind wandering and you like to come here and look down on everything."

Not far away, a smart and ethereal voice suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a ghostly afterimage suddenly appeared in the moonlight.

Looking at the woman with extraordinary temperament and unparalleled beauty, Song Xuan was slightly startled, then greeted her with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you look beautiful again!"

Lu Qingxue snorted, "I told you to sleep, but you refused. Do you regret it now?"