I, the first son, became a woman

"The clouds around the palace are the clouds in the sky. They were picked by the palace master and planted in the back mountain, forming the beautiful scenery today."

A little proud and eloquently introduced to Xia Juan Yening.

It's just that Xia Juan and Ye Ning didn't pay attention to what Li Chengye said.

What they were thinking was how to ask the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace without breaking the etiquette.

"Okay, here we are."

"Palace Master! Disciple Li Chengye has brought the guests!"

Said to Xia Juan.

In the next second, Li Chengye stood solemnly outside the palace and bowed respectfully.

"Well...in that case, let the guests come in."

An ethereal voice came from the palace, as if it was ethereal, riding the wind.

Xia Juan only felt some itching in her ears, as if a breeze was blowing, making her feel refreshed.

"Yes!"

He clasped his fists and bowed, then stood up all at once.

Li Chengye opened the gate of the palace unhurriedly.

As soon as he turned his head, he winked at Xia Juan and Ye Ning.

"You two... three, you can go in."

"Thank you brother Chengye for your help."

Squinting his eyes, he smiled at Li Chengye like a spring breeze.

Ye Ning nodded, and then followed Xia Juan, carrying Qi Xiunian on his back, and the two walked into the palace of Zhiyue Palace respectfully.

"Damn...you look better than me when you smile..."

Touching his heart, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Li Chengye blinked, then hurriedly closed the door, and then hurriedly turned and left.

But in the palace, I heard the sound of Li Chengye closing the gate.

Xia Juan walked in step by step.

When the gate was closed, lights suddenly lit up inside the palace.

The flame was born out of thin air, as if blown by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the entire palace became extremely bright, yet very simple.

This palace is not magnificent.

Xia Juan looked left and right, and found that there were all kinds of magic weapons, sculptures and portraits in all directions.

Among the misty clouds, I felt as if I was flying in the sky, feeling light and ethereal.

Walk up the stairs carefully step by step.

Xia Juan licked her dry lips and looked up.

Only then did he finally see the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace sitting on the Baihua Terrace at the end of the palace, bathed in a piece of holy light.

It was a woman who looked about 40 years old.

She was dressed in ordinary clothes and sat barefoot on the Baihuatai.

Xia Juan could only feel a burst of fragrance rushing towards his face.

The appearance of the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace was completely different from what she had imagined.

She is not as old as her age.

There is no such oppression without anger and prestige.

On the contrary, she looks like a very ordinary beautiful woman.

With every frown and smile, Xia Juan felt a kind of grace, luxury, generosity and elegance.

"Xia Juan met the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace!"

"Ye Ning met the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace!"

When they came to the end, they bowed when they met in a hurry.

Behind Ye Ning, Qi Xiunian was silent for a while, then turned over with difficulty, and bowed to the Master of Zhiyue Palace with fists in his hands.

"Um……"

Nodding his head, he slowly opened his eyes.

Floating in mid-air on the Hundred Flowers Terrace, the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace smiled slightly.

His eyes immediately fell on Xia Juan.

"You...are Ling Qiu's younger sister?"

"That Xia Juan who is famous all over the world for being exposed as a woman in a man's disguise at the leader's meeting?"

"This...um!"

Embarrassed, he touched the back of his head.

Xia Juan shrugged and answered the other party's question.

"Well...you are just like Ling Qiu, you are a filial child."

Squinting his eyes and smiling kindly, he felt very comfortable.

The Mistress of Zhiyue Palace nodded, and then looked at Ye Ning.

"If I'm not mistaken..."

"Ye Ning, the aura on your body is the purple-gold spirit of the famous King of Zhu Xian, right?"

The voice fell slowly, but Ye Ning immediately nodded without reservation.

In other words, in front of this kind of master, a peerless master.

Hidden, doesn't make any sense.

What's more, now they come here to ask for others, so naturally they need to know some etiquette.

"What the seniors said is good."

"Ye Ning got the Sword of Immortal Jade by accident, but he didn't get the inheritance from the senior King of Jade Immortal."

"Hmm... Although you have obtained the Zhuxian Sword, you don't have the killing intent of the Zhuxian King in your heart. It's really rare!"

Smiling again, he nodded.

While the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace chuckled, her eyes finally fell on Qi Xiunian.

Just in this moment.

Those calm eyes furrowed in an instant.

"You are--?"

Suddenly froze, a little surprised, but also a little unbelievable.

The Mistress of Zhiyue Palace stared blankly at Qi Xiunian, and then came to her senses in a daze, thinking for a while.

"Oh? I don't know that the emperor of the Xian Dynasty is here..."

"What's the matter?"

Emperor Xian Dynasty...?

For a moment, he and Ye Ning looked at each other, and suddenly realized that the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace knew and recognized Qi Xiunian's appearance.

Xia Juan was silent for a while, then hesitated.

After thinking about it, he finally spoke.

"Senior... the junior came here this time, and I really have something important to ask for."

"However, this matter... this junior doesn't want senior to be involved too much, lest Zhiyue Palace suffer disaster."

"So I hope the senior will forgive me... There are some things that the junior can't tell the truth now."

"But after the matter is completed, the younger generation will definitely come here and tell the senior everything."

"Don't dare to hide half a sentence!"

Chapter 1250 Illusion

The cloud-shrouded palace fell into silence in an instant following Xia Juan's silence.

The eyes of the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace fell on Qi Xiunian for an unknown amount of time.

After a while, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled, nodded her head, and then slowly opened her mouth under Xia Juan and Ye Ning's frightened eyes.

"Never mind, whatever..."

"People who cultivate immortals, why should they care so much about these mortal worlds?"

"Xia Juan, you are the younger sister of my beloved Tu Lingqiu."

"Just now Chengye said that you have something you want to ask me? What is it?"

The conversation turned.

The Mistress of Zhiyue Palace took the initiative to skip this matter.

His eyes no longer fell on Qi Xiunian.

At this moment, Xia Juan and the others were a little surprised and astonished.

After all, who is the owner of Zhiyue Palace?

In an instant, she definitely saw some clues.

It's just that she can continue to be so angry in her dantian, and she really doesn't come to ask if she can't ask.

This kind of disposition is indeed what Xia Juan lacks and cannot reach.

For a while, I felt a little admiration, and couldn't help but nod my head.

Xia Juan came back to his senses, then lowered his head, and cupped his fist at the Master of Zhiyue Palace full of respect.

"Senior, this junior does have something to ask you this time. If senior knows, I hope to clear up Xia Juan's confusion."

He pursed his lips.

Xia Juan touched his nose, moved his Adam's apple, and continued.

"May I ask if senior knows a... unique... disguise technique?"

"This disguise technique is to immerse the human body in a transparent viscous liquid."

"The soaker is hot and confused."

"And this disguise technique can easily reveal exactly the same face, so that no one can even see the flaws."

"Xia Juan and Ye Ning are young and have no experience like their predecessors."

"After thinking about it, I can only come to Zhiyue Palace to ask seniors. I don't know if seniors know what this is... a spell?"

Pause and pause, finish speaking hesitatingly.

Xia Juan, Ye Ning, and Qi Xiunian raised their heads together.

His eyes were all so covetous, and he looked at the Master of Zhiyue Palace with concentration and respect.

Don't dare to overstep or be rude.

Just everyone looked up.

On the platform of clouds and mist and flowers high above.

The complexion of the Mistress of Zhiyue Palace changed suddenly following Xia Juan's voice.

She narrowed her eyes, and suddenly she involuntarily looked at Qi Xiunian again.