Chapter 1152: Ghostly fairyland, where good and evil are not mutually exclusive
"It's a pity that for so many years, no one has been able to see the true face of the Master of the Martial Arts Temple."
Qin Tieniu said: "If you ask me, she may be an extremely ugly person. Just imagine, if she is a stunning beauty, she is not allowed to show off in the city."
"Do you think that all the women in this world are just like you and only want to show off?"
Tu Weiwei sneered: "How can a person who can become the master of the Martial Arts Temple be an ordinary person?"
Qin Tieniu took a closer look at Tu Weiwei's delicate and pure face, as well as her strange, mysterious but stunningly beautiful brown cat eyes.
They stared at each other for a while.
Qin Tieniu said: "Girl, would you like to go to a deserted place with Qin to discuss swordsmanship and poetry? You dance with your sword while I recite poetry. It's really a beautiful time."
Chu Yue had a headache and rubbed her temples. Qin Tieniu would die from this mouth sooner or later.
Tu Weiwei quickly pulled out the blood-killing sword and put the tip of the sword on Qin Tieniu's neck, "I draw the sword and you seal your throat. It's better than a beautiful scene on a good day, isn't it?"
Qin Tie Newton was as silent as a cicada, his hair stood on end, and his heart was unbelievable.
The women next to Miss Ye are all as beautiful as flowers, but they are vicious and cruel, and they don't have the gentleness and shyness of her daughter's family.
"Miss Tu, my brother has a naughty temperament, but he is not malicious. I hope that the girl will show my respect." Qin Jinnian bowed.
Tu Weiwei's face was expressionless until Chu Yue glanced at her and reluctantly took back the sword.
At this time, the sound of the Prajna drum becomes louder and louder, which has the faint effect of clearing the mind and gathering energy.
Everyone stopped chatting and immediately practiced attentively.
Chu Yue calmed down, listening to the pauses in music practice, and the words Yan Nanji said about the Master of the Martial Arts Hall echoed in her mind.
She was a little curious about what kind of woman she was.
Mysterious, powerful and stunning.
The three hundred Ziyuan disciples sat cross-legged with Chu Yue as the center, listening and practicing obediently.
Chu Yue noticed a slight abnormality and slowly opened her eyes.
Shennong's power suddenly passed through her bones, soul, and eyes.
Therefore, she saw things from Ziyuan's disciples that no one else had seen.
The marks between these disciples' brows were slightly greenish-grey, looking like some dirty evil thing.
What surprised Chu Yue even more was that under the cover of the disciples' martial skin texture, there was an imperceptible light golden color, full of sacred aura.
The Yintang between the eyebrows is connected to the Yuanshen, which connects the three souls and six souls, shaping the will and creation.
In other words.
The souls of Ziyuan's disciples have been corroded by evil things, but their martial bodies show signs of immortality.
It's like the fusion of all evil ghosts and the fairyland of God's mansion!
But in the world's perception, ghosts and fairyland, good and evil, water and fire are incompatible. They should repel each other. It is the law of all things, so how can they be integrated?
Chu Yue looked sideways, one by one, and found that all three hundred Ziyuan disciples were like this!
Phew~
The little fox jumped on Chu Yue's shoulder, standing proudly, and said, "You also noticed something strange about them?"
"Um."
"They are by no means normal warriors, nor are they ordinary defective disciples." The little fox said: "They are locked up in Ziyuan without being born. It is very likely because of this abnormality. Dean Ji may even have known for a long time that he should give
Please give me an explanation."
Chu Yue remained silent and glanced at the group of disciples.
The snake-haired girl who was very close to her stopped her listening practice and asked: "Sister, are you worried?"
"No." Chu Yue shook her head.
The snake-haired girl whispered: "Sister, we have lived in Ziyuan all year round. We don't understand the rules of the academy and are afraid of the prejudice of the world. But I can see that they like you very much, so they listen to you because you regard us as
Normal people, not a group of monsters. If you do something bad, you must teach me a lesson. We also want to see the scenery deep in the flowers and on the clouds."
"Why are you covering your eyes?" Chu Yue asked.
The snake-haired girl was startled, then grinned and said, "I was once a blood pupil. I could know yin and yang, detect the heavens, and peer into nebulae. Because it was very valuable, I was poached and sold by my uncle."
Chu Yue looked at the smile on the girl's lips and the shallow dimples, and felt as if a huge stone was blocking her heart.
After pondering for a long time, he reached out his hand and gently rubbed the girl's snake hair.
The little silver snakes are very docile.
"Aren't you afraid of them?" the snake-haired girl asked.
"They are very well-behaved and beautiful." Chu Yue said.
"Really?"
"Well, I never lie to people." Maybe she did, but she forgot.
Admittedly, she didn't say the last sentence.
When the snake-haired girl heard this answer, she smiled like a flower: "Sister, I like you very much."
The little fox's alarm suddenly went off, and he looked at the snake-haired girl warily.
The lessons learned from the past told him that compared with those young talents and romantic men, these women were the biggest obstacles on his road to marriage.