That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 425

The two most honorable women of the younger generation looked at each other, not to mention the tension, but there was an inexplicable heaviness between the two of them.

Strictly speaking, Qiuye is of the same generation as Emperor Xiao, so Qi Xianyun, who is a disciple of Qiuye, should be of the same generation as Emperor Xiao today, but because the age and status difference between the two is too large, few people would compare Qi Xianyun and Emperor Xiao. Compared with Emperor Xiao, she and Xiao Zhinan, who are similar in age, are more often regarded as a bright figure for a while.

After all, the two women are both from prominent backgrounds and beautiful faces, so they can be easily compared together, and even the two women secretly have a higher opinion, but this time the two lived in Qizhou one after another, it can be said that Eldest brother, don't laugh at the second brother, they are all in a mess, and they almost lost their lives.

Xiao Zhinan squinted his eyes, and saw that the woman standing in Juxian Terrace was wearing a simple Taoist robe, holding a silver silk whisk in her hand, her hair was simply tied up with a peach wood hairpin, her face was cold, it was as simple as that Standing alone, there is the meaning of being out of the world, and it is worthy of the word "immortal" in the name.

The word "immortal" is really big. In the past 500 years, there are only two immortals in their names, namely Shangguan Xianchen, the suzerain of Jianzong, and Qi Xianyun today. It is unnecessary to say what kind of person Shangguan Xianchen is. This shows that How much Qiuye valued this disciple.

Xiao Zhinan said softly, "Qi Xianyun?"

Qi Xianyun turned slightly towards the princess.

According to secular etiquette, Jishou means kneeling and prostrating, bowing hands to the ground and head to the ground, which is one of the nine major rituals.

However, for monks such as Buddhists and Taoists, it is a common courtesy when meeting each other. When saluting, stand upright, with two eyes hanging down, two feet forming a figure-horoscope shape, and hands intersecting in front of the abdomen. The thumb of the left hand points to the root joint of the ring finger of the right hand. The thumb of the right hand pinches the tip of the middle finger of the right hand, and the other four fingers of the left hand hold the right hand, with the palm facing inward and the back of the palm facing outward, and slides down on the chest.

At this time, Qi Xianyun's gift was the latter.

Xiao Zhinan thought for a while, and he didn't use the Taoist Jishou, nor the slightly weak Wanfu of an ordinary woman, but he clasped his fists in a chic manner.

If it was a man, how many women would be fascinated by this demeanor of clasping fists, but it is a pity that it is a woman.

Qi Xianyun frowned slightly, and said, "Let's go inside and talk about it?"

Xiao Zhinan didn't hesitate, nodded and said, "Okay."

Xiao Bai glanced at Qi Xianyun who turned and walked into Juxiantai, then looked at his sister, and asked softly: "Do you want me to go in with you?"

Xiao Zhinan shook his head and smiled: "No, if you go in too, it would seem that I'm afraid of her, and my momentum will be weakened. You can wait outside with Miss Zhiyun."

Xiao Bai pondered for a moment, but did not refute.

Xiao Zhinan walked to Juxiantai alone.

The remaining section of the road has obvious traces of artificial excavation, and it is not difficult to walk. After Xiao Zhinan staggered through it, he came to Juxian Terrace.

Although Juxiantai has a platform in its name, it is not a high platform with no shelter or barriers.It was indeed a high platform at the earliest time, but after many repairs by later generations, it has a roof, walls and columns, which is no different from a pavilion.

Qi Xianyun has been living here ever since he was rescued by two little Taoist boys and returned to the Daomen of Qizhou.

The furnishings in Juxiantai are very simple, except for two futons.

Qi Xianyun was already sitting on one of the futons, and stretched out his hand to invite Xiao Zhinan to take a seat.

Xiao Zhinan sat cross-legged without twitching, facing this thunderous exile, without the slightest bit of embarrassment, he took the initiative to say: "I didn't expect to see you here."

"I didn't expect that either." Qi Xianyun expressionless, glanced at the direction outside the door, and said, "Is Xiao Bai really not allowed to come in? I really feel a little sorry for letting His Royal Highness King Qi guard the door."

Xiao Zhinan smiled and said: "If you let him in, I will lose to you first. I really don't like losing to others."

Qi Xianyun put the whisk in his hand on his knees, and said disapprovingly: "I thought you wouldn't care too much about winning or losing."

Xiao Zhinan smiled, "It's not that I don't care about winning or losing, but that many people don't deserve me to care about winning or losing, but you are an exception."

"Indeed, if the difference is too large, then it doesn't matter the outcome." Qi Xianyun had no intention of refuting. She looked at Xiao Zhinan's beautiful face, and a look of amazement flashed in her eyes. Among the women she had ever seen, , only the teacher's mother Murong Xuan can compare with her. A few decades ago, Murong Xuan surpassed Qin Mumian, Zhang Xueyao, and Lin Yinping, and was hailed as the most beautiful woman in the world.

Today's Xiao Zhinan is not much worse than Murong Xuan back then.

Xiao Zhinan took off a string of purple emerald beads from his wrist, clasped one of them, and said softly: "I have liked to travel around since I was a child, and I have counted the famous scenic spots under the sky, and now I have seen half of them. To be able to watch the other half in the rest of my life is not in vain to come to this world for a while."

Qi Xianyun shook his head and said, "I can't compare to you. For the past 20 years, I have been living in Xuandu and never went down the mountain."

Xiao Zhinan stretched out two slender fingers to gently pinch a purple jadeite Buddha bead, and said with a smile: "Although you have never gone down the mountain, there are countless legends about you. He also said that the aura left by the old head teacher Zichen Feisheng was divided into two, and you got one of them. Some people said that you were actually a heavenly immortal who descended into the world for many calamities, and some even said that you were expected to Becoming the first female head teacher of the Taoist sect, is it true or not?"

Qi Xianyun raised his brows suddenly, and said slowly: "In terms of pure aptitude, I am indeed worthy of the evaluation of a banished immortal, but it is nonsense to say that I am a heavenly immortal who descended to earth. It is even more impossible to talk about it, the ancestor was ascended in the daytime back then, and did not die like Shangguan Xianchen, so how could there be any vitality left behind."

Xiao Zhinan slowly turned the counting bead in his hand, clasped a purple emerald counting bead again with two fingers, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Then what is the story of the woman in charge?"

A complicated expression flashed across Qi Xianyun's face, but his tone was calm, which didn't seem to affect his state of mind, "It is precisely because of this so-called saying that a woman is in charge of the teacher that has attracted the guard and fear of several senior brothers, so that today's wandering The disaster of Qizhou."

Somewhat beyond Qi Xianyun's expectation, Xiao Zhinan did not use this to ridicule, but softly said with emotion: "Actually, you and I are both degenerates in the world. You were kicked out of Xuandu and almost lost your life. Why not me?" Escaped from the imperial capital in embarrassment."

Qi Xianyun asked, "Who is it?"

Xiao Zhinan said softly: "Xiao Lin."

Qi Xianyun's face changed slightly.

Xiao Zhinan looked at her face and said with a smile: "But I'm luckier than you. At least I have a brother I can trust and rely on. As long as he's around, I won't really go to the end of the mountain."

Qi Xianyun remained silent.

Xiao Zhinan paused, and said with deep meaning: "Besides brother, there is another man waiting for me in the south of the Yangtze River. I believe that one day he will walk into the imperial capital dignifiedly and ask for an explanation for me."

Qi Xianyun's lips moved slightly but he was still speechless, his face darkened three points.

(End of this chapter)