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

Perhaps influenced by the time on Blue Star, Xiao Wuyou always had some prejudice against the word "cultivator". He felt that cultivators were pathetic and horrible people who wasted their entire lives pursuing such illusory concepts as transcending tribulations, ascending to immortality, and so on.

But after all, monks are also human beings.

There are bastards like the demons who do all kinds of evil, and there are also righteous people who adhere to justice. Of course, everyone has an embarrassing side when faced with conflicts of interest, but you don’t need to be so cautious. At critical moments, you can still trust them.

In Xiao Wuyou's most idealistic expectation, he only expected the help from the top leaders of Juejian Sect and local forces. Now the strong support from many sects is a complete unexpected surprise.

It was not until today that Xiao Wuyou realized that although he had only gained the title of the number one genius in the righteous path and had not made any genuine contribution, he had unknowingly gained so many favors.

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After learning the lesson from the battle of Tianhuo City, Xiao Wuyou decided to stay in Juejian Sect this time and not go out, and arranged for the monks of the Great Dao Alliance to set up defenses with the help of the natural barriers.

Just watching everyone busying around, Xiao Wuyou couldn't calm down.

His cultivation has reached its peak, but the dual cultivation technique still requires the little witch to prepare in advance. As the main force against the Heavenly Dao, Xiao Wuyou himself can't help at all and is extremely idle.

In order to kill time, he simply went down the mountain, under the pretext of "inspecting military intelligence", but in fact he was just strolling around.

Passing by the main hall of Juejian Sect, I saw the young geniuses from the four righteous sects intensifying their training and adjusting their states.

Before Xiao Wuyou could say anything, they sensed Xiao Wuyou's presence and stood up to greet him.

"Master..." Yang Wei wanted to step forward and say hello, but seemed hesitant.

He regarded Xiao Wuyou as his senior brother, but not long after, Xiao Wuyou became his ancestor.

It is truly a super generational achievement.

"Junior greets Lord Xiao." Ouyang Jing was the first to react. He straightened his posture and saluted first.

A group of talented young men followed suit.

Just one short sentence caused great trauma to Xiao Wuyou's young heart.

It feels like when you meet a takeaway guy and he greets you with a friendly "uncle".

"There's no need to be so polite, just address me as before." Xiao Wuyou smiled slightly, not wanting to be too distant with them.

The fellow disciples of Juejian Sect, led by Yang Wei, immediately felt more at ease and smiled.

But Zhang Caiwei immediately frowned and said seriously: "Master Xiao, you are an ancient great power, and we are just a bunch of juniors. How can we be so disrespectful to you?"

"That's only the case now. If you can achieve great things in the future, you will naturally be my peers." Xiao Wuyou made a joke to stimulate these guys who only cared about their cultivation.

Zhang Caiwei was stunned. Who can predict what will happen in the future?

But Yang Wei suddenly realized: "So that's it!"

"Brother, are you encouraging us to work harder and catch up with your level of cultivation as soon as possible?! We are learning from you!"

Xiao Wuyou was embarrassed.

However, after so long, Xiao Wuyou has become accustomed to the strange thinking patterns of these people.

He patted Yang Wei's shoulder and forced a numb smile: "As long as you are happy."

Chapter 67 So who wins?

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The unfamiliarity of his fellow Taoists made Xiao Wuyou feel amused but also a little lonely.

Because his cultivation was too strong and his status was too high, he had too many concerns and lost his previous casualness.

In this cold world, it turns out that only my fairy wife has some warmth.

So Xiao Wuyou immediately set off for Feiyan Peak.

Ever since Liu Feiyan married into the Juejian Sect, the sect has prepared a mountain for her, but she lives with Xiao Wuyou most of the time, and the mountain has remained empty.

Now that various forces have gathered under the Juejian Sect, this place has become a perfect place for the immortal cultivation families to settle down.

On a mountain covered with red maples, among the faint fairy clouds, a group of monks with different Taoist methods are practicing fighting in mid-air.

Xiao Wuyou's gaze skipped over them and looked at the figure that was more gorgeous and beautiful than the red maple.

I saw the Fairy Divine Phoenix, wearing a red dress as bright as fire, sitting proudly on a mahogany chair on the top of the mountain, with her cheeks supported, her slender and soft black silk legs crossed, and a pair of phoenix eyebrows full of nobility and pride.

In front of her, thousands of young men from various aristocratic families sat on the futons, not daring to be the slightest bit presumptuous.

Even the heads of the major families, most of whom were over a hundred years old, stood respectfully on either side of Liu Feiyan.

The Immortal Cultivation Family is the most loose and chaotic local force, yet they can be controlled so well. Should we say that Yan'er is worthy of it?

At this moment, Xie Fengchen, who was standing beside Liu Feiyan, saw Xiao Wuyou coming, so he leaned over and whispered: "Your husband is here."

The proud Divine Phoenix Fairy paused for a moment, and immediately looked in the direction of Xiao Wuyou.

The proud expression like a phoenix softened for a moment, but immediately tensed up again.

This is in front of everyone, so I have to pay attention to my image!

But just this moment, all the children from the aristocratic families were dumbfounded.

This peerless genius who was so proud of himself could actually be so charming? !

But what surprised them even more was yet to come.

Xiao Wuyou swaggered to Liu Feiyan's side and started playing with her beautiful red hair.

"Yan'er, you've worked hard. It must be tiring to guide them in their practice, right?"

"Stop it." Liu Feiyan tried hard to curl the corners of her mouth, squeezed out a slight annoyance, and slapped Xiao Wuyou's hand away.

"You know I'm busy, but you still come to make trouble?" The girl's face still maintained an inviolable dignity, but from the moment she saw Xiao Wuyou, her eyes could not stop drifting towards Xiao Wuyou.

"Then I'll leave?" Xiao Wuyou stopped immediately.

"Ah..." Liu Feiyan's eyes softened all of a sudden, as pitiful and cute as a dog abandoned by its owner.

On one side is Xiao Wuyou, and on the other side is the majesty of Fairy Shenhuang. Liu Feiyan can't help but feel embarrassed.

"I'm just afraid of disturbing you." Xiao Wuyou continued to bully him with malicious intent.

Of course, Xiao Wuyou couldn't destroy his wife's image, he was just teasing her casually.

But Liu's father-in-law coughed twice and said, "Master Xiao, I have an idea."

"It will allow you to accompany me without affecting the disciples' cultivation."

"Who wants him to accompany her?" Liu Feiyan muttered with a stern face, but her little hand was tightly grasping Xiao Wuyou's sleeve.

"Please speak, father-in-law." Xiao Wuyou also became interested.

Liu Yanbin laughed and stretched his palm into the air: "Why don't you two practice against each other? This will also allow the disciples to watch. This will not only enhance your relationship, but also allow the disciples to gain something. Isn't it wonderful to have the best of both worlds?"

"What do you think, Yan'er?"

Liu Feiyan raised her eyebrows, her eyes lit up with fighting spirit: "Let's compete, I'm not afraid of you."

"Hmm? Yan'er is so confident, why don't we make another bet? The loser has to unconditionally obey the other party's request." Xiao Wuyou had a bad idea.

"That's perfect! I won't show mercy!" Liu Feiyan smiled slightly and stood up immediately.

The disciples who were originally practicing together dropped down one after another to make room.

You know, Xiao Wuyou is a great ancient being, a true sword god, and Liu Feiyan is a peerless genius who has entered the stage of divine transformation at a young age. It is rare for such strong men to compete with each other. Even if it is just a competition, it is a valuable experience for ordinary cultivators.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Do you even need to ask? It is said that Lord Xiao has reached the level of Refining Void. Our Patriarch is no match for him!"

"That's hard to say. It's just a competition, not a serious one. It's hard to say who will win or lose at the same level!"

Of course, for most disciples, watching the masters fight without practicing is more fun than gaining insights. Everyone was holding melon seeds and broad beans, and they couldn't wait.

I saw two figures, one in white and one in red, standing opposite each other in mid-air, with their feet on the void.

Fairy wind blew by, red hair and red skirt danced lightly, black hair and white robe fluttered slightly. One side was proud as fire, and the seemingly slender body exuded a majestic spiritual power like a volcanic eruption, while the other side was as quiet as still water, standing with his hands behind his back, not moved at all.

"I will not show mercy!"

"Admit it."

In an instant, the double blades were unsheathed and the divine phoenix danced wildly.

The scarlet blade light cut through the void, passed through the clouds, leaped across the sky, and in just a moment it approached Xiao Wuyou, leaving a mark in everyone's eyes that was hotter than the flame.

But under this raging sword light, Xiao Wuyou stood firm like a mountain, unshakable.

When the Wuyou Sword was unsheathed, red smoke also flowed, but it was like the red maples under the warm autumn sun, neither fast nor slow, with a sense of poetry and freehand.

The blade lights intertwined with each other, but rather than a battle, it was more like white and red figures dancing in the clouds dyed red by Hua Yan.

The disciples suddenly felt that the melon seeds in their mouths were no longer fragrant.

No, where is the agreed fight?

Look at our Liu family's Patriarch, why is he smiling like a pure girl who has fallen in love?! What's the point of making big movements, you should just chop harder!

And Sir Xiao, what's the point of just blocking and not fighting back? !

The wind stopped, the knife light stopped, Liu Feiyan swung the knife twice, and pouted slightly dissatisfiedly: "Be serious! Don't let me win!"

Xiao Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then he withdrew his gaze from the absolute area under the girl's skirt.

"If I'm serious, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it, Yan'er."

"Hmph, don't underestimate me! Am I afraid of you?"

"Then you better be careful!"

Xiao Wuyou tensed his arm and thrust out a sword with lightning speed.

As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon!

The clear sword intent collided fiercely with the double blades. Even though Liu Feiyan blocked it in time, the double blades were still knocked away by this blow!

The girl's body was in disarray and she fell backwards, but she did not fall from the sky. Instead, Xiao Wuyou held her steadily in his arms like a princess.

"You, what are you doing?" The black silk jade feet wearing embroidered short boots kicked around like a frightened deer.

"You're cheating!" Liu Feiyan glared at him, aggrieved: "We agreed to a sparring match, the sword you used just now was completely at the level of Lianxu!"

"So I lost and let Yan'er control me." Xiao Wuyou grinned.

Liu Feiyan turned her head away and snorted without any curiosity, but her eyes drifted back: "Are you serious?"

"The loser must obey the other party unconditionally, okay?"

"really."

If it was any other girl, Xiao Wuyou wouldn't have any handle on her. How could the kind and simple Yan'er have any bad intentions?

"Well, come over here."

"Is it that simple?"

"Um."

Xiao Wuyou approached Liu Feiyan without any precautions.

The next moment, Liu Feiyan hugged his neck, put her lips on Xiao Wuyou's neck, and bit it hard.

Yan'er's face turned red like an apple, but she still put on a smug smile: "Humph, you're going to suffer when you go find them now!"

Chapter 68: Junior sister, be obedient!

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When they landed, the two held hands. The usually proud Fairy Phoenix Princess stayed obediently beside Xiao Wuyou, with a blush still on her cheeks.

Xiao Wuyou's face looked normal, but there was a faint blush between his clothes.

There was silence on Feiyan Peak.

The melon seeds in the disciples' mouths no longer tasted fragrant.

They were waiting to see a good fight with swords, but they never expected that the two men would kiss each other during the fight!

Singles feel great.

Liu Yanbin smiled like an old father and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Wuyou: "Yan'er did a good job, didn't she?"

Xiao Wuyou smiled knowingly: "Of course, her cultivation has improved."

"That's good. This child used to be so busy studying that I was worried that she wouldn't be able to make progress in this area..."