"Big gift? What big gift?" Ding Yi obviously didn't understand.

Ling Xuan glanced at him and said with a faint smile: "Sect Master Ding, have you forgotten the eldest son of the Huan Yu Sword Sect?"

"Zuo Guihong?" Ding Yi asked in surprise.

"Exactly!"

Ling Xuan narrowed her eyes slightly and said leisurely: "This man is extravagant and loves the dual cultivation. He is also quite famous in the Yunmeng Mountains. Because his father is the master of the Huan Yu Sword Sect, he has harmed many beautiful women.

build."

Ding understood what she meant in an instant.

"Could it be that you..."

"Haha." Ling Xuan smiled slightly: "This Sister Bai is a rare beauty. I think there are really few people in this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain Range who can compare with her. Plus, her elegant

I don’t believe that Zuo Guihong is not attracted by Chuchen’s swordsmanlike temperament.”

After Ding heard this, his expression was a little complicated.

He thought about it for a moment and said slowly: "Zuo Guihong is not a good man. You are pushing Bai Qingruo into the fire pit... After all, she has saved us. This is too unkind."

"snort!"

Ling Xuan snorted coldly, her eyes as bright as lightning: "Master Ding, why are you pretending to be a good person? Now, your two sects and ours are already in danger, surrounded by sects who are eager to annex us. If you can't successfully climb up to Huan Yu

Sword Sect, then disband the sect as soon as possible and hand over all the resources here to others!"

"this……"

Ding Yi hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "It doesn't matter, the sect is in danger of survival, and we must not be kind to women, so... just do as you say."

…………

Three days later.

Huan Yu Sword Sect, on the Cage Peak.

A young man in brocade robes lay on his side on a soft couch, with eight beautiful female cultivators kneeling next to him. They were all wearing very thin clothes, and their graceful figures were vaguely visible.

These female nuns had a respectful attitude. Some of them beat his legs, some pressed his shoulders, some fed him wine... Everyone tried their best to please this man.

But the men looked down upon these female nuns and did not even look at them seriously.

At this moment, the man was staring intently at a portrait not far away.

The portrait was floating in mid-air. There was a woman in white clothes, with eyebrows like distant daisy, eyes like autumn water, full of beauty, and a gentle and elegant aura that was incompatible with the world.

"Wonderful!"

The man drank a glass of wine and unfolded the folding fan in his hand. He seemed to be intoxicated by the beauty of the woman in the portrait, nodding slightly and smiling.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard on the mountain road.

"Young Master, there is someone at the bottom of the mountain who wants to see you!" the visitor reported respectfully.

The man frowned slightly, waved his folding fan, and the cold wind swept out.

The person who came was blown by the cold wind, screamed in agony, vomited blood at the mouth, and flew backwards for dozens of feet, and did not stop until he hit a big rock.

The female cultivator kneeling next to her immediately scolded: "You blind thing, don't you know that the young master is 'appreciating flowers'? If you disturb me at this time, you are looking for death!"

"This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die!" The visitor kowtowed on the ground, regardless of his injuries.

"never mind."

The man put away the folding fan, lay down on the soft couch without moving, and said leisurely: "Tell me, who wants to see me?"

As if he had been granted amnesty, the man immediately replied: "It's Ling Xuan, the master of Menghua Sect."

"Menghua Sect?" The man frowned slightly and murmured: "Isn't that the vassal sect of Demonic Sound Valley? Why did she come to me?"

"It is said... that there is a big gift for the young master."

"Oh?" The man chuckled and said, "Then let her come up."

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the man immediately turned around and went down the mountain.

At this time, a female cultivator next to the man suddenly smiled coquettishly and said: "Young Master, I heard that Sister Lingxuan has a good appearance. Her so-called 'gift' could not be herself, right?"

As soon as he said this, the female cultivators kneeling next to him all burst into laughter.

The man also smiled slightly, but with a bit of disdain: "Ling Xuan? She is just a rouge fan. Even if she comes to the door on her own initiative, it still depends on whether I am willing to accept her."

After hearing this, the female cultivators looked at each other, then pursed their lips and smiled.

After a while, a woman in a red dress climbed onto Congque Peak.

"Meet the eldest son." The woman lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, looking very respectful.

"Are you Ling Xuan?" The man glanced sideways at her, didn't bother to get up, and remained lying on the couch.

"Exactly."

"Haha, you do have some courage. Menghua Sect is not an affiliated sect of my Huanyu Sword Sect, but you dare to come here alone."

"Ling Xuan came here precisely to lead the Menghua Sect to join the Huanyu Sword Sect."

"oh?"

There was a joking look on the man's face: "If I remember correctly, your Menghua Sect stood firmly on the side of the Demonic Sound Valley back then. I remember that your master once said that he was willing to work for the Demonic Sound Valley.

The last drop of blood...why is it different when it is passed down to you?"

Ling Xuan's expression did not change at all: "My master is still the same as before. She deserves to die. I, Meng Huazong, am willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side. From now on, I will only serve the Huan Yu Sword Sect."

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed loudly: "Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan, I think you are the fool! Your Meng Hua Sect can betray the Demonic Sound Valley today, but can't you betray my Huan Yu Sword Sect tomorrow? Besides, I, my Huan Yu Sword Sect,

Now that there is no shortage of manpower, wouldn’t it be better to destroy you directly and then seize the resources?”

Ling Xuan was slightly startled after hearing this, and her face became a little ugly.

But she quickly adjusted her mentality and forced a smile again: "Eldest Young Master, I sincerely surrender to the Huan Yu Sword Sect. For this reason, I have specially prepared a gift for you. I hope that the Eldest Young Master can say a few kind words in front of the sect master.

"

"What gift?" the man asked lazily.

Ling Xuan had noticed the portrait the moment she reached the top of the mountain. Without any hesitation, she reached out and pointed at the woman in the painting and said with a smile: "She is the gift!"

"Um?"

The joking look on the man's face gradually disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at her for a while.

"Ling Xuan, what do you mean?"

"It means that I have a way to help the eldest son get this sword fairy sister."

"joke!"

The man said coldly: "I am the young master of the Huanyu Sword Sect. Is there any woman in this million-mile Yunmeng Mountain that I can't get and need your help?"

Ling Xuan smiled slightly: "If you use barbaric means to rob, the eldest son will naturally not need Ling Xuan, but if you want to win the heart of Sister Sword Fairy, then I am afraid you will have to rely on Ling Xuan to help. Is Ling Xuan still useful?

It’s useless, it depends on how the eldest son wants to play.”

As soon as these words came out, Cangque Peak became very quiet.

The man did not speak, and the female cultivators kneeling beside him did not dare to speak. The scene became very strange.

After a moment, the man suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Lingxuan, Lingxuan, you are more useful than your useless master. Menghua Sect is passed to you, you are lucky!"

After hearing this, Ling Xuan looked overjoyed and hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

"Subordinate Ling Xuan, please see the eldest son!"

"Um."

The man stood up from the soft couch, walked to her side, and touched the top of her head with his hand.

“Do you know why I named this peak ‘Caged Bird Peak’?”

"I don't know, I don't know." Ling Xuan lowered her eyebrows.

"Because I imprisoned all the female nuns I collected here. They all had their own characteristics at the beginning, but over time, they all turned into birds in a cage, and they all obeyed me. They were very boring."

When the man said this, his eyes turned and fell on the portrait not far away.

"The woman in this painting is really strange. I don't want her to surrender to me so quickly. I want to enjoy this process slowly. Do you understand what I mean?"

After hearing this, Ling Xuan immediately responded respectfully: "I understand! In four days, my Meng Huazong's 'Lingmeng Youtan' will bloom. This flower has the miraculous effect of illusion. I have invited Bai Qingruo to enjoy the flowers together."

, then the young master can arrive first, meet the beautiful woman by chance, and then go boating on the sea of ​​flowers, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

"Okay, okay."

The man put his hands on his hands and smiled: "You handle things properly and win my heart. You are much more useful than rough guys like Duan De and Yu Wenxiong."

After hearing this, Ling Xuan felt happy.
To be continued...