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Chapter 697 Young and frivolous

There is a high platform in the five-color garden.

The high platform is prepared for those who perform at the flower party.

At this moment, the high platform was surrounded by crowds, and everyone's eyes were wandering around Qingxi's body.

Qingxi.

The leader of the Twenty-Four Young Heroes of Five Color Mountain, and one of the ten most proud women of heaven who are famous in the northwest. At a young age, she has already become the Taoist Master of the Nine-Nine-Eighty-One Perfect Yuan Shen. In addition, she is blessed with good fortune, not only martial arts

His attainments are extraordinary, and his musical attainments are among the best.

The most important thing is that everyone knows that Miss Qingxi has a beautiful appearance, an extraordinary temperament, and a gentle and kind personality. It is precisely because of this that she is very popular in the Northwest, and she is a goddess in the minds of young people.

Wu Color Mountain is a land of outstanding people. The disciples who are setting up formations on the high platform at this moment are not only Qing Xi, but also the other twenty-four young heroes from Wu Color Mountain. These disciples are also famous. Although they are not as famous as Qing Xi, they are all outstanding.

genius.

However.

There is one person whose fame can definitely rival Qingxi's.

She is a dignified and beautiful woman, and also a graceful and charming woman. She has a mature charm that young women do not have, and there is a kind of elegance in her movements. She is wearing a white dress, and her long hair is naturally hanging down.

, standing on the high platform, as if he was tuning a guqin.

Most of the eyes of the young people in the field were fixed on Qing Xi, while some old guys who had experienced an era of scarcity of resources in ancient times were focused on this woman.

If Qingxi is the goddess in the minds of the younger generation in the Northwest.

Then this woman is the goddess in the eyes of the older generation in the Northwest.

She is Qingxi's master, Liu Qingyan, and one of the Eighteen Swordsmen of the Five Color Mountain. Because she presided over the Five Color Flower Party in ancient times and scattered the five color petals, she was known as the Goddess of Five Colors in ancient times. It is no exaggeration to say that,

In the ancient times when resources were scarce, anyone who came to Five Color Mountain to pick up five-color flower petals would not fail to admire this Five-Color Goddess.

among the crowd.

Gu Qingfeng looked at Liu Qingyan who was adjusting the guqin on the high platform, feeling quite complicated in his heart.

He is a relatively forgetful person, especially the people he knew when he was young. Most of his appearance has been blurred, but he still remembers Liu Qingyan's appearance freshly.

With just one glance, he recognized her as the goddess of his youth.

The appearance really hasn't changed at all.

Still so beautiful.

As beautiful as an elegant flower.

The only difference is that he has a more mature charm and seems to be a little more melancholy, and is no longer as cheerful as before.

"Lao Gu, why do you like Taoist Qingyan?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it possible?"

"It's not impossible, it's just that your taste is really unique. You actually like older women. I thought only Old Man Liu would like them."

Before Gu Qingfeng opened his mouth, Old Man Liu scolded him: "You bastard! Be careful what you say. What is an old woman? In my mind, there is only one goddess in the Northwest, and that is the Five Colored Goddess, Liu Qingyan."

As he spoke, Old Man Liu looked at Liu Qingyan on the high platform and said: "The young people of your generation are lucky and have caught up with a good era. Like me in the ancient times when resources were scarce, it was really absorbing.

A breath of spiritual energy is a luxury thing. At that time, the annual Five-Color Flower Festival was the most anticipated thing of the year. After the Five-Color Flower Festival, the Qingyan Taoist Lord would come like a fairy, and then scatter the five-color flower petals... Now

Thinking about it is really... evocative!"

After a pause, he sighed: "Although I come here to compete for the five-color petals every year, I never get it, but I have never regretted it. It is extremely worthwhile to witness the grace of Qingyan Taoist Master every year.

of."

Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng nodded with deep understanding.

Fatty Li had never experienced that era, and he really couldn't understand that Liu Qingyan's position in Old Man Liu's heart was not just a goddess, but more of a fairy who hung a pot to help the world and save people in distress.

"Alas! What a pity...a pity...ah!"

"Mr. Liu, what are you regretting?"

"Hey! Lao Gu, let me tell you what Old Man Liu is regretful about. He is regretful that Qingyan Dao Zun already has his own heart and has no hope in this life."

"Oh? Has Liu Qingyan already been a Taoist partner?"

"I don't have any Taoist partners, but Taoist Master Qingyan admires the king and has not yet made a Taoist partner, and he may never do so in this life, so Old Man Liu feels it is a pity."

"Admiring Gu Tianlang?" Gu Qingfeng was shocked and said: "Isn't this nonsense? They have never even met each other, so they are full of admiration."

"Lao Gu, why don't you say that you have no common sense? You don't even know that Qing Yan Dao Zun saved our king?"

"That happened in the Year of the Monkey. When Liu Qingyan rescued Gu Sirius, Gu Sirius was only seven or eight years old. What's there to admire?"

"Hehe, we don't know whether Qingyan Taoist admires the king or not, but we do know that the king admires Qingyan Taoist. I heard that she was the goddess of the king when he was young."

"Oh? You also know about this?"

"Nonsense, who in the world doesn't know about this? Young Yan Dao Zun not only saved the king's life, but also almost accepted the king as his disciple. Although the king did not worship the Five Color Mountain later, the king will always remember this sentiment.

In my heart, when the king grew up, he came to visit him. It was a pity that when Qing Yan Dao Zun went out for training, the two did not meet. I heard that the king even had a vigorous fight for Qing Yan Dao Zun.

Woolen cloth."

"Fighting for Liu Qingyan?" Gu Qingfeng thought about it carefully, but without any impression, he asked: "Is there such a thing?"

"That's true." Old Man Liu twirled the beard on his chin and said: "There were many people pursuing Qingyan Taoist Master back then. Among them, Lei Pili from the Hunyuan Sect was undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with. Back then, Young Yan Daoist Master was trying to avoid them.

Lei Pili's pursuit was why he went out to practice. After the king learned about this, he didn't say anything. When he found Lei Pili, he was beaten severely. If the elders of Hunyuan Sect hadn't come quickly at that time, the king might have killed Lei Pili on the spot.

Beaten to death."

"The reason why the king had hatred against the Hunyuan Sect back then was because of this incident. Lei Pili was the leader of the Hunyuan Sect back then and was almost beaten to death by the king. After the people of the Hunyuan Sect learned about this, they were full of anger.

The whole world has been looking for a king for more than half a year."

Fatty Li chuckled and said: "The Hunyuan Sect deserves to be unlucky. You said it's not good for you to snatch women from anyone. If you insist on snatching women from the king, then you are looking for trouble. As a result, the king stayed in seclusion for half a year and went straight in single-handedly.

Hunyuan Sect, if it hadn’t been for the dead wood and other old men from Wuse Mountain who came forward to stop us, I’m afraid there would be no such sect as Hunyuan Sect in our northwest today.”

After hearing what the two said, Gu Qingfeng finally remembered that such a thing was indeed happening. Thinking about it now, he was really young and frivolous back then.

"It's a pity that the king is no longer here, but Thunderbolt is still alive."


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