Free Web NovelAlthough the Qingluan Clan is called by that name, there is only one true pure-blooded Qingluan, and that is the Old Ancestor of the Qingluan Clan.
Legend has it that she was once one of the Great Shang's auspicious divine birds, bearing the Dynasty's Luck and suppressing the Southern Border.
She no longer has the Dynasty's Luck bestowed upon her, yet she still retains the surname granted by the Great Shang.
Within the ancient tree in the very center of the Clan.
Shang Qinqing looked like a woman no older than thirty, draped in a dress that seemed not to belong to this era, possessing a profound and serene demeanor.
At this moment, she was gently playing the guqin with her bare hands, and as the water-like music flowed, many exotic birds and fowl chirped with joy.
Suddenly, the music stopped.
"The Qingluan Clan cannot speak before meeting the person destined for them."
"Therefore, most of them are skilled in the Dao of music, expressing their thoughts through it."
Shang Qinqing smiled and looked up at the young woman listening to the music not far away:
"If you are not skilled in music, you might be exposed when competing for the heavenly divine jade."
"What was that song just now?"
Ying Bing's eyes moved slightly, looking at a butterfly fluttering gracefully not far away, before finally looking back.
"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix."
Shang Qinqing rested her chin on her hand and smiled, "I wonder what kind of person this Wang Qi Dou Hun is, to make someone like you, with the Ten Absolute Body and who can observe the divine forms of a hundred birds, fall for him."
"How can you tell?"
Ying Bing lowered her gaze and extended her hand, allowing the butterfly to hover on her fingertip.
Shang Qinqing said seriously, "So it was just rumors spreading outside? Then we should teach him a lesson, to prevent gossip."
"No!"
Ying Bing did not giggle.
The butterfly was so scared that it flew away from her fingertip.
"You're soft-hearted, aren't you?" Shang Qinqing smiled very happily.
Ying Bing's eyes paused for a moment, then she lowered her gaze and said:
"Aren't the Qingluan Clan known for being taciturn?"
"That's right. It's precisely because we couldn't speak before, so now that we can, we talk to our heart's content."
Shang Qinqing then asked with great interest:
"Why didn't you bring him to the Southern Border? He brings good fortune to his wife, you know. Maybe if he came, it would be much easier for you to get the heavenly divine jade."
"He..."
Ying Bing had actually thought about it.
Her rapid progress in this life was entirely due to him.
But... he was not like her after all. Observing the forms of a hundred birds, and possessing the Taiyin Moon Phoenix Body, as long as she received Shang Qinqing's help, she would be no different from a true pure-blooded Qingluan.
The Yao Race would never tolerate a Human Race taking the jade phoenix god.
Because the jade phoenix god can purify the Yao Race Bloodline and also contains part of the Nine-Colored Yuanhuang's memories.
Shang Qinqing suddenly narrowed her eyes and said:
"Are you afraid of him getting into danger, and also afraid of relying on him too much?"
"No..."
Afraid?
This unfamiliar word seemed to have never appeared in her dictionary.
She had never feared the Path to Immortality...
"Here."
Suddenly, Shang Qinqing handed over a mooncake.
It was precisely the lotus seed paste mooncake with a Q-version Xiao Li.
"How do you still have some?"
"I asked you for it last time. I already felt then that you would regret it."
Ying Bing pursed her lips, picked up the mooncake, and gently took a small bite.
It was a familiar 'taste'.
It was the taste she had tasted every day before...
"Oh, oh, oh, I still managed to witness it."
Shang Qinqing had an # Nоvеlight # auntie-like smile on her face and rolled around hugging her guqin.
"....."
Ying Bing carefully wrapped the remaining mooncake and said with a clear voice:
"Let's talk about the heavenly divine jade instead."
"You... you wait for me for a moment..."
A moment later, Shang Qinqing finally recovered.
She sat up straight and said:
"The divine jade appears once every sixty years, staying for seven years each time. After seven years, it will return to the heavens and only fall back to the Hanging Temple in the next sixty-year cycle, where various clans compete for it."
"It's probably because a great era is coming; the Geniuses of each clan this time far surpass those of the past."
"The more powerful ones include the Great Peng Clan, the Golden Mao Hou Clan, the Qiongqi Clan..."
If the jade phoenix god didn't automatically disappear every seven years after appearing.
It probably wouldn't be up to the young Geniuses of various clans to compete; the strong experts of each clan would have long since started fighting fiercely.
But fighting to the death every sixty years, it wouldn't be long before the Southern Border became barren.
Shang Qinqing was speaking perfectly fine.
But as she spoke, the topic somehow veered off again:
"No clan has ever truly owned the heavenly divine jade. I think it's because it hasn't met its true master either."
"Your Aptitude is unparalleled, if you have the assistance of your Wang Qi Dou Hun, there's a real chance..."
"Oh, right, in the ancient Hanging Temple, there's also a magical Marriage Tree. I heard it's very effective."
Her gaze suddenly became distant, as if she had returned to her youth.
"You are a Qingluan, why don't you believe in yourself?" Ying Bing somewhat didn't understand her thought process.
A Qingluan can only speak after encountering their fated companion.
So even today, they are still regarded by many as a symbol of love.
"Who said I don't believe? Every day when I wake up, I bow three times to the mirror."
Shang Qinqing said with a smile. ƒrēewebnovel.com
Then she saw Ying Bing ponder slightly, put her bare hands together, and bowed three times towards her.
Her gentle and serene jade-like face showed a hint of seriousness.
"?"
Shang Qinqing was momentarily choked.
This girl not only looked cold, but was also very proud inside. The first time they met, she had put on the demeanor of a Senior, but the other person stood tall and graceful, unmoved. Instead, it was Shang Qinqing who broke character first.
"It's more effective if two people bow together ~"
"......That tree."
"Same."
Shang Qinqing was half-joking, but in reality, it was because she hadn't witnessed it in person and wasn't satisfied.
"....."
The Ice Cube rubbed the boy with a large head's head, remaining silent for a long time, her lips lightly pressed together.
He wasn't here.
Forget it... It's a good thing he's not coming. This is what I hoped for...
"You don't speak much to begin with, which fits the characteristics of the Qingluan Clan in this regard."
"As for music... I will teach you."
Shang Qinqing smiled.
Fate is the most mysterious thing in the world, and love is even more full of unexpected turns.
Who knows if someone who shouldn't appear will suddenly appear?
.....
"Achoo!"
In the high sky, a bald Peng Demon flew across.
Li Mo rubbed his nose, a murmur rising in his heart.
No, I'm already in the Guan Shen Realm, and my Physical Body is even stronger than a Yao Beast's, so why do I still catch colds?
It wasn't really a cold, just constant sneezing.
Murong Xiao said solemnly, "Brother Li, when you transform into your Ming Jiaolong form, you absolutely cannot sneeze casually."
"Why?"
Li Mo was puzzled. Was it because Yao Beasts don't get sick?
"I heard that an Old Ancestor of the Mingjiao Clan once caused a heavy rain and floods just by accidentally sneezing."
Murong Xiao still had a slight lisp when he spoke:
"Later, he was chased by the God Sword of Tianshan Sword Manor all the way to the Southern Border before they stopped. He still doesn't dare to travel outside now."
"....."
Li Mo wondered if the Mingjiao Clan's reputation as Disaster Beast came from this?
Because too much sneezing led to them becoming synonymous with floods.
"That's right, when a Ming Jiaolong sneezes, it's easy for it to rain. It's so annoying!"
The Peng Demon's voice was very small, full of resentment.
".....So that's how your generational feud came about."
Five days had passed since they learned that Ying Bing had gone to the Qingluan Clan, so they had been flying towards the Mingjiao Clan on the Peng Demon.
Now, more and more swamps could be seen as far as the eye could reach.
They were almost there.
.....
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