I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"In fact, you already knew the truth and have been covering for Lord Xiao, right?"

The Great Elder was stunned, his brain circuit was completely unable to keep up.

But Elder Tianya closed his eyes and began his reasoning.

"Now that I think about it, you have been deliberately opposing Lord Xiao since the sword trial and luring him into the secular world. You have also arranged for him to go to various places one after another to assist various forces and fight against the evil ways."

At this point, Elder Tianya couldn't help but exclaimed: "As expected of you, Senior Brother. You have laid out such a subtle plan. No wonder the Grand Master trusts you!"

"However, it is no longer concealed. Lord Xiao has already told us."

The elder asked stupidly: "What should I tell you?"

Elder Tianya said solemnly: "The truth about him being an ancient great power!"

After these words were spoken, the Great Elder couldn't help but tremble.

He wanted to angrily scold the other party for joking.

But when he noticed that there was no one among the powerful people in the room who raised any objection, he couldn't help but feel deeply frightened.

Am I the only one who has been kept in the dark?

"Yes, we have already learned about it from Elder Tianya." Liu Yanbin nodded.

"Well, now it makes sense. How could there be such an extraordinary character, talent, and wisdom in the world? This has always been our wishful thinking." When Liu Yanbin said this, his eyes seemed to be downcast, but in fact, the corners of his mouth could not help trembling.

If Xiao Wuyou was a genius, he would simply be happy for Yan'er's marriage, but now...

He's going crazy with joy!

Not to mention himself, the entire Liu family is related to an ancient great man. It is no exaggeration to say that it has brought honor to the family!

With Liu Feiyan's talent, she would surely become a powerful person in a dozen years, but this truth seemed to have preempted Liu Yanbin's beautiful fantasy for the next ten or a hundred years.

He couldn't laugh out loud now, simply because he had laughed all night and had cramps.

But the elder thought it sounded ridiculous and his blood pressure started to rise.

Are these guys possessed? Xiao Wuyou has been in the Absolute Sword Sect for more than ten years. I personally brought him into the sect. How could it be possible that ---

The Great Elder was suddenly stunned.

Back then, it was he and Jiang Zuimeng who received Xiao Wuyou.

But in fact, it was Bei Ming Long Yue who brought Xiao Wuyou back.

Thinking of this, the Great Elder's heart began to beat violently, his blood pressure rose sharply, and his vision became blurred.

However, Liu Yanbin's next words drew his attention back: "However, we still have to follow Lord Xiao's instructions and make preparations."

"What preparations?" The Great Elder had a bad feeling.

"War. A war that even Lord Jianxian and Lord Xiao will have to go all out in!" Tushan Liuhuan said solemnly.

She had long admired Xiao Wuyou's extraordinaryness, and had no doubts about his identity. But even Xiao Wuyou and Longyue Sword Immortal had to step up their preparations, which only showed how difficult this battle was.

"All along, Lord Xiao has been visiting various places, recovering the magic sword, and even exterminating the demons. Perhaps he is preparing for this day!"

Tushan Liuhuan said this, his tails opened excitedly, his eyes full of excitement: "And now, he has finally forged a magical weapon like Cang, Cang...Wuyou Sword! Now we should also speed up coordination and do our part for Master Xiao!"

"However, senior brother, you already know these things, right?" Elder Tianya smiled leisurely to the great elder.

The Great Elder's eyes became dazed and he suddenly realized something.

Yesterday he was still thinking about retiring and leaving the future to the younger generation.

But today he was told that the younger generation was the generation of his master, and that a war more sinister than the battle between good and evil was about to begin? !

This is impossible!

If someone had told him all this seriously, he would definitely slap the idiot who had fooled him.

The problem is that so many gods are saying this now, and he can’t beat them.

Looking at the trusting eyes of the audience, the Great Elder finally shamelessly uttered those four big words.

"...Exactly."

"Does Lord Xiao have any instructions?" Elder Tianya asked again.

"That... I'll go and ask."

At this point, the Great Elder couldn't believe it, nor could he disbelieve it, so he had to go and find out what was going on.

After saying that, he hurriedly stood up, turned into a stream of light, and flew straight towards the direction of Juejian Peak.

Chapter 33: Just Wait Until You Have Time

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Among all the towering and beautiful peaks, there is only one that truly pierces the clouds, is surrounded by fairy mist, and exudes an invisible sharpness that makes people feel awe when they look at it from afar.

That is the legendary Sword Immortal Longyue, Juejian Peak.

At this moment, the Great Elder was bowing his head respectfully at the foot of this peak.

"Disciple Wentian, I pay my respects to the Grandmaster!"

With the blessing of powerful spiritual power, a humble and polite request echoed among the clouds.

The little fairy who was dozing with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyelids.

With Bei Ming Long Yue's cultivation level, he naturally caught the other party's voice and was suddenly startled.

Then she turned over and continued to sleep.

Basic operations.

In her time, those with low cultivation would be lucky if they were not hacked to death if they casually spoke to the powerful.

Bei Ming Long Yue was influenced by the times and had a dull personality, but he was very arrogant.

From the beginning, she was too lazy to care about anything unless it was related to Xiao Wuyou.

Unexpectedly, the Great Elder spoke a second time, disturbing her sweet dream.

"I have something I don't understand, please enlighten me, Master!"

Bei Ming Long Yue didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and sent out a sword intent.

The great elder who was standing at the foot of the mountain felt an invisible sharp blade stabbing at him, like a peak pressing down on him, and his face suddenly changed.

For a moment, even though he used his luck and cultivation to resist, he was still pushed back a step, his breath was disordered, and cold sweat covered his weathered face.

Although the Absolute Sword Sect was already surrounded by terrifying sword energy, it was nothing compared to the sword intent bestowed by the Sword Immortal himself.

The refusal was already obvious.

If it were normal, the Great Elder would definitely not dare to disturb him again.

But if Xiao Wuyou is really an ancient great being, if there really is an enemy more brutal than the devil, how could he just ignore it?

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and finally mustered up the courage to speak for the third time. He knelt on the ground respectfully and bowed deeply.

"Master, I was rude. I know I was wrong, but I have something important to discuss with you this time. Please forgive me!"

Bei Ming Long Yue opened his eyes, released his spiritual consciousness, and saw the Great Elder kneeling on the ground and trembling with a weak breath. He felt a little bit sorry for him.

At the beginning, because I saw that the Great Elder was kind-hearted and well-mannered, I accepted him as Xiao Wuyou's companion in the future.

Bei Ming Long Yue also heard Xiao Wu You talk about the care that the Great Elder gave him. It would be bad if this youngster was hurt and made Wu You unhappy.

Bei Ming Long Yue sighed and reluctantly got up from the soft and warm bed.

The quilt slipped off, exposing her icy and delicate body to the air.

So she slowly shrank back.

She almost forgot that the traitor took away her clothes!

Then forget it.

So Bei Ming Long Yue sealed his spiritual consciousness and closed his eyes once again.

She tossed and turned all night yesterday and didn't sleep much. She forced herself to get up in the morning to see her apprentice's sleeping face. Now she is really sleepy.

At the foot of the mountain, the Great Elder waited for a long time but received no response, and he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

This concerns the survival of the Juejian Sect and even the entire world of immortal cultivation. Today he must get to the bottom of everything!

There was a hint of tragedy in the Great Elder's eyes.

The next moment, he burst out with a powerful sword intent, shaking away the fog blocking his way!

The Sword Immortal Longyue, who had finally felt a little sleepy, was suddenly awakened by a sharp sound of a sword.

It feels like you are about to fall asleep and someone is scratching a blackboard with their fingernails next to you!

Bei Ming Long Yue suddenly opened his eyes and swung his hand to release a sword intent that was even stronger than before.

Even though the Great Elder had been prepared, he was still knocked away by an invisible heavy hammer. He fell more than a hundred meters and coughed out a trace of scarlet blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Master, Master, I have something important to discuss with you..."

Bei Ming Long Yue was a little puzzled when he realized that the Great Elder was still unwilling to back down.

Is there really something going on?

Bei Ming Long Yue had not taken care of the sect's affairs for a long time, and he didn't quite understand it for a while.

Maybe Xiao Wuyou knows something.

So she decisively sent a message: "Wuyou, Wentian is here, you go meet him."

"Um... isn't he here to see the Junior Grandmaster?"

Upon hearing this, Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes turned cold.

"Look at what you are wearing."

"Oh, sorry. But I'm a bit tied up right now..."

Hearing this, Bei Ming Long Yue's cheeks felt slightly hot and half of her face was hidden in the quilt.

What does it mean to be unable to get away? Those who understand will understand.

"Whenever you are free."

After giving the instructions, the young master calmed his mind and was finally able to close his eyes.

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A little earlier.

On the first floor of Wangyue Pavilion, while waiting for the girls to take a bath, Xiao Wuyou sat on the bed and began to count his recent gains.

After a night of romance with his junior master, three drops of moon-white luck appeared in his body!

One drop of moon-white luck is equal to ten drops of each of the four-color luck, and three drops add up to a total of one hundred and twenty drops of luck!

When I encounter danger, I have the support of the junior master, and he can also provide me with luck in normal times. It was the right decision for me to become his disciple.

At the same time, a silver-white line of luck appeared between him and his junior master.

In his heart of Tao, a shallow silver moon hung between the four great visions, casting down rays of brilliant light.

The buds of the glass have fully unfolded their tender branches, waiting to bloom and bear fruit.

Logically speaking, the sword heart is something that a cultivator can only achieve when his sword intent has been honed to the pinnacle.

Although he had no idea why he suddenly concentrated his sword heart and why he was nourished and grew with luck, he was certain that the Glazed Sword Intent that was manifested was stronger than the power of luck and was his greatest trump card at present.

When Xiao Wuyou thought of this, he suddenly realized something.

Who would have thought that, at the beginning, he just wanted to take advantage of his fairy wife's luck, but before he knew it, his Taoism heart had really become somewhat like that of a serious cultivator.

However, Yan'er and the others' Taoism should be much stronger than mine, right?

After all, for the son of destiny who has fulfilled his destiny, it is only a matter of time before he can overcome the tribulation.

Just at this moment, Yan'er and others came out of the bathroom.

There was no bathroom in Wangyue Pavilion originally. Thanks to the temporary renovation by the junior sister, Xiao Wuyou was able to more conveniently appreciate the erotic beauty of the girls when they came out of the bath.

There were four girls with different looks, all with wet hair and only a thin bath towel hanging on their bodies. There was moisture between their soft skin, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

But now Xiao Wuyou, with the awe of an ordinary cultivator towards the son of destiny, asked curiously: "Speaking of which, Yan'er, what is your Dao heart like?"