Chapter 92 Times have changed, my friend
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"The contemporary goddess of Kunlun Ruins, the heavenly master can call me by my name, Shen Yaoguang.
The girl returned the gift, looked at Ye Qingxuan, and said:
"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, Longhu Mountain would still remember the name of Kunlun Ruins."
Her voice returned to calmness, as ethereal as a fairy above the nine heavens.
Ye Qingxuan straightened up and said with a smile:
"Kunlun Ruins is said to be the dojo of the Queen Mother of the West. Hundreds of years ago, we had interactions with the ancestors of Longhu Mountain. Naturally, I will never forget it."
This is a lie.
The reason why Ye Qingxuan remembered Kunlun Ruins was because when he was looking through the ancient books in the sect, he was surprised to find that even though the mountain gate of Kunlun Ruins had not been born for hundreds of years, it was still placed at the forefront of the Xuanmen by the heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain. .
In other words, as long as Kunlun Ruins was born, it would be one of the first Xuanmen to receive invitations to the Luotian Festival.
This made Ye Qingxuan envious.
In his opinion, the head of the mountain sect, also known as the goddess, does not go out or take any steps outside the door every day. Staying at home is worthy of the shanmen culture, which is extremely satisfying.
The idea that you can live your life peacefully by eating, drinking and having fun with him is a perfect fit.
Therefore, [Kunlun Ruins] was also labeled as a social terror sect in his mind.
However, after seeing such a dignified goddess, Ye Qingxuan's view of Kunlun Ruins changed slightly.
The other party suddenly appeared after hundreds of years. He was definitely not out for an outing. He must have something important to do.
Right now, if there is anything important that can disturb this mountain gate that has been hidden for hundreds of years, it is probably the coming spiritual energy storm.
‘Well done, I apologize for once treating Kunlun Ruins as a gathering place for social terrorism. ’
Ye Qingxuan thought to himself.
The expression of Shen Yaoguang in front of him softened a lot after listening to his compliment.
Great, since nothing happened for so long, I thought that Shanmen's reputation in the world would decline, but it seems that it has not...
Then he saw Ye Qingxuan conjuring a rattan and bamboo chair out of nowhere and placing it on the ground.
Then he sat on the recliner next to the stone table. Seeing that she was still standing, he said strangely:
"Fellow Taoist, the chairs are given to you. You sit down."
"…Thank you."
The girl in white clothes sat gently on the rattan and bamboo chair, moved gracefully, nodded and replied.
Ye Qingxuan glanced at her, and although he understood in his heart, he still asked as usual:
"Fellow Taoist, when did you come down from the mountain?"
"today."
Shen Yaoguang pursed her cherry-colored lips slightly, and then added: "Morning."
"I see."
Ye Qingxuan nodded slightly, picked up the teapot on the stone table, poured a cup of tea, and asked pretending to be curious:
"Kunlun Ruins has been hidden in the world for hundreds of years, why did it suddenly appear?"
He pushed the tea to the girl.
Shen Yaoguang took the tea cup, assumed a serious attitude, and replied:
"I was about to discuss this matter with you, Heavenly Master, something serious has gone wrong."
"..."
Ye Qingxuan wanted to laugh inexplicably, but he held it back.
Putting on the same serious expression, he said:
"Fellow Taoist, it doesn't matter if you say it."
The girl nodded and said seriously:
"Kunlun Ruins is good at divination and deduction. After I woke up with heart palpitations last night, I made a divination, and the divination showed that the spiritual energy in this world is soaring.
"Tianshi, you are also a leader among practitioners. You should know the importance of this matter and have some feelings about it, right?"
Listen, what others say is true.
Unknowingly, he praised himself. She was truly worthy of being the goddess of Kunlun Ruins... Ye Qingxuan uttered irrelevant words in his heart and replied:
"Indeed, Pindao has also sensed this matter these days. I wonder if you are..."
"It's really good tea." The girl took a sip of tea and exclaimed subconsciously.
"..."
"Sorry! I just didn't realize it..."
The girl blushed, then quickly calmed down, her voice became cold, and she continued:
“Since the Heavenly Master knows this, it’s easy to explain.
"Ordinary monks may think that this is a good thing, but according to my hexagram, this matter is not that simple.
"If the spiritual energy continues to surge at this rate, I'm afraid it will trigger a flood-like spiritual energy storm!"
The girl spoke very fast, as if to cover up her embarrassment.
Hearing this,
Ye Qingxuan took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and said calmly:
"Pindao already knows about this matter."
"Huh? Really?"
Shen Yaoguang said in shock.
Even though she is proficient in the art of deduction, she only determined it after conducting many deductions!
The other party actually knew it already?
As Ye Qingxuan nodded in affirmation, Shen Yaoguang couldn't help but said:
"Didn't you say that Longhu Mountain's divination skills are not profound?"
"Fellow Taoist, in front of the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, you are very rude..."
"I am sorry!"
"It's okay, I was just joking."
Looking at the apologetic girl, Ye Qingxuan laughed and said casually:
"You are quite interesting."
Then, he put the tea aside, crossed his hands in front of him, and asked again:
"So? What are you going to do after you learn about the spiritual energy storm through divination?"
"I plan to integrate the formations inherited from the past generations of Kunlun Ruins into various cities. I hope you can help me meet the current Holy Emperor."
Shen Yaoguang blinked and replied softly.
"Sorry, we can't do this." The Taoist's answer was decisive.
"Why?"
The girl showed a look of astonishment and asked subconsciously.
In her opinion, this matter is beneficial to the people of the world. As the leader of Zhengyi, the other party should be having a headache about the spiritual energy storm.
If you propose a solution now, the Taoist priest should be happy to agree!
But the next second.
The Taoist's plain voice rang out from her ears, like thunder on a clear sky, which directly stunned this long-lived goddess.
"what why?"
"He died early in the morning, fellow Taoist."
"There is no emperor now."