This day is another annual offering day. A group of men from Sanmiao Village, 200 miles away from the foot of the mountain, carried various offerings and walked on the steep mountain road.

Walking at the forefront of this group of worship teams was an old man who looked over fifties. Although he was no longer in his prime, he also carried a huge basket on his shoulders.

"Uncle Li, this road is really steep. Let's take a rest!" The man walking behind the old man said gasping in his words.

The old man looked up at the sky, then said in a deep voice: "It's almost noon this day, we have only walked halfway. Before the sun sets, we should go down to Cuipin Mountain, so we should just stick to it."

"After walking ten miles ahead, there is a pavilion where we can rest for a while."

Although the men were not rested immediately, which disappointed the old man, the old man's words gave them a lot of motivation.

Although the distance of ten miles doesn't sound close, in fact, it only takes a while to hurry up.

"Uncle Li, I heard that every fairy girl in Cuipinshan can fly to the sky and escape. Is this true?" A good young man who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, had a more youthful spirit while rushing on the road.

Uncle Li glared at him fiercely and said, "Don't talk nonsense whether it's in Cuipin Mountain or elsewhere."

While speaking, he said to the men behind him: "Wait a minute and you should pay attention to me, and then talk nonsense. Be careful when you go back, I will let you eat the board!"

This sentence made the young people who were already very enthusiastic around him lose interest at once, but Uncle Li has a lot of prestige in the village. If he said he would beat them up, they would basically not be able to escape.

So one by one, I had to show my honest look.

After walking ten miles in a dull way, they came to the pavilion, put down all their things. The young people became lively again.

After all, these are all young people, and they forget unhappy things in a blink of an eye.

Uncle Li looked at all this with a smile. Although he had some strict requirements on the teenagers in the clan, it was all for their own good.

As long as they don’t talk about the fairies in Cuipin Mountain, there will be nothing else.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Uncle Li's eyes couldn't help but look at the mountain on the left. The moment he looked, there was a trace of expectation and a trace of hope in his eyes. This made it difficult to understand what he was thinking.

But as his eyes fell, a hint of comfort rose in his eyes, and at the same time there was more disappointment.

I saw the red water still slowly and smoothly, with the small stream, the woman in blue was still washing things in the red river water.

More than twenty years have passed, and he has gone from a teenager to an old age. But the figure he saw when he first went up Cuipin Mountain was still sitting on the stone, constantly scrubbing his clothes.

Although his eyes were already turbid, he felt that the woman's face had not changed in any way over the years.

"Oh, Uncle Li. There are still people washing clothes there, but why doesn't that person use the clean water from the stream to wash clothes? Instead, he uses the turbid river water!"

The young man who had just been scolded by Uncle Li on the road seemed to have forgotten Uncle Li's words at this time and said loudly.

Uncle Li frowned, but finally decided to tell these kids so that they could destroy their curiosity.

After all, it will be their business to go to Cuipin Mountain in the future. I will definitely not be able to come next time.

Uncle Li is naturally willing to save some fatigue, but compared with the fatigue saved, he wants to go to Cuipinshan more.

But he could only hide this reason for climbing Cuipinshan, and may also be kept in his heart forever.

"Boys, it is said that this fairy made some mistake, so she was punished by the audience to wash clothes by the red stream every day."

"Since I started to go to Cuipin Mountain to deliver offerings, it has been more than 20 years. Every time I come to Cuipin Mountain, this fairy girl is washing clothes."

"You guys, when you come back in the future, just look at it. As for the others, don't ask or spread it randomly, do you know?"

Uncle Li's words surprised the young people who followed him up the mountain even more, and one of them said in surprise: "She has been doing laundry here for so long. Oh, but she looks like she is not as old as me!"

"You kid, don't you know that gods can't live forever?" Uncle Li patted the man's head and cursed with a smile.

A quarter of an hour passed while talking. Uncle Li coughed at the young people staring at the opposite stream and said, "Let's go, we don't have much time anymore, we should hurry up this time."

As men reprimanded the sacrifices again, Uncle Li set out on the road again. This time, Uncle Li walked behind.

He turned his head gently, looked at the figure who was washing clothes, and then secretly turned his head.

This should be the last time he saw this figure in his life. He is a mortal, and there is a cloud between him and her.

I don’t know what mistake she made or why she was punished. Uncle Li only hopes that this woman who walked into her heart from the first sight of her, would stop washing clothes.

Although he didn't know what kind of punishment this was for washing clothes, the water that looked like red from a distance made him feel that it was not an ordinary water.

The small sacrificial team did not cause any disturbances, just like a drop of water melting into the sea.

Uncle Li and the others didn't know that just as they were talking about the laundry woman, a figure also looked at the woman who was washing clothes in the air.

This is also a woman, and she is also a charming woman. Her white palace outfit makes this woman look sacred and inviolable, but also makes people feel itchy in her heart.

Two strange temperaments gather in women and form a huge attraction. Especially for men, this attraction is even more difficult to refuse.

"I haven't seen each other for ten years, have you figured it out?" The woman moved, and the next moment, she appeared strangely at the woman washing clothes in the red stream.

The woman did not look up and was still washing clothes quietly in the river. However, when she came close, she could see clearly that whenever the woman's palm fell into the red stream, there would be red, like fine needles pouring into the woman's hands.

At this moment, a trace of cracks appeared on the woman's jade-like hand.

The woman ignored her attitude and completely angered the woman in the palace dress. She snorted coldly: "Junior sister, the daily fire of Xuanyang enters her body is even more unbearable than ten thousand steel needles. If you persist, you will only destroy it."

"Look at your cultivation level, your Nascent Soul has reached the verge of collapse. I dare say that in just half a year, your Nascent Soul will collapse."

"You should understand more than me the consequences of the collapse of the Nascent Soul. Although it will not take your life, it is almost impossible for you to enter the Nascent Soul realm again."

The woman in green was still washing the things in her hands indifferently, just like the woman's words, not like her.

The woman in the palace dress said angrily again: "Junior sister, I will tell you all this for your own good."

"It should be for your own good, right?" The woman who lowered her head to wash clothes finally spoke. Her voice sounded calm, but she had a kind of tenacity that would bite gold and chew on iron.

The woman in the palace dress changed her face and finally sneered: "Junior sister, I admit that I have my own plans here, but you should understand that I am more about the purpose of our Zhenhuan Palace."

"Do you know what day it is today? Let me tell you that today is the day when the ancestor Yan attacked Zong Zhou."

"As long as Zong Zhou is captured, the entire Zhou territory will be under the command of the Heavenly Lord. If you change your mind and get the favor of Yan Tianjun, our reputation as the God of Heavenly Lord will be further improved."

The woman in green did not speak, but the sarcasm in her eyes could not be concealed.

This kind of sarcasm made the woman in the palace very uncomfortable. She felt that she was exposed to her junior sister like she was not wearing clothes.

The woman in the palace dress, who was so angry that she said coldly, "Junior sister, do you think I'm for myself, but what about you, what have you done for Zhenhuan Palace?"

"Originally, your marriage with Yan Tianjun was the beginning of a leap in Zhenhuan Palace, but for your own selfish desires, you actually refused to admit this marriage. You know how much your willfulness has caused us Zhenhuan Palace to lose."

While the woman in the palace dress spoke, she pointed at the woman in blue and said, "Now, our reputation as the shaking Palace has begun to be surpassed by some small sects."

"All this is because of you, because of your selfishness! I forgot to tell you that Fang Ling has never appeared again since more than 20 years ago! I guess he was either dead or found a turtle shell to hide."

When the woman in the palace dress talked about Fang Ling, the gauze in the woman in blue suddenly fell into the water. As the gauze fell into the water, a piece of flame instantly surrounded the gauze and burned it to ashes.

"Fang Ling will not die." The woman reached out and took out another gauze from the small basket next to her and started rubbing it again.

Her performance made the woman in the palace dress extremely angry. The woman in the palace dress flew to the woman in the blue. With a wave of her sleeves, all the washed veils blew into the rolling red flame river with the wind.

Pieces of veils, like white flowers falling from the void, gently falling into the red river, turning into flying ashes. (To be continued)

ps: The second update is here, thank you brothers for your support!
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