At The Beginning, The Holy Land Master Is The Uncle, And The Empress Is A Disciple And A Slave.

Listening to Elder Wang's words, Meng Yao felt unsteady for a while, almost losing control of his magic power and falling from the flying sword.

On the one hand, it was because Elder Wang removed her last fig leaf, completely exposing the thoughts in her heart.

On the other hand, he was also angry. In the past, these elders always spoke respectfully to him, how could they say such harsh words!

Thinking back on all the injustices she had suffered today, Meng Yao couldn't help but burst into tears.

But after crying, he laughed again.

The elders looked at Meng Yao crying and laughing, and their hearts beat a little. This Meng Yao couldn't be crazy...

After a long time, Meng Yao stopped laughing and looked frighteningly calm:

"Go back and tell Gu Liangyuan that I will go to Wangqing Peak within ten days."

After saying that, he turned around and left resolutely.

What a good Gu Liangyuan, why are you trying to trick me like this?

Isn’t it just for my body? I’ll give it to you!

Just wait, when I hold you completely in my hands, all the humiliation I suffered today will be repaid tenfold!

You can neither survive nor die!

The elders didn't know what Meng Yao was thinking. They looked at her embarrassed back and laughed.

The laughter shook the mountains and forests, startling a flock of birds.

…

The Supreme Holy Land, within the Great Hall of Wuji Peak.

A woman wearing a Ziyun gilded shirt was sitting on a gilded bench. Her hair is in a high bun and her eyebrows are picturesque, showing her grace and elegance.

This woman is none other than the Supreme Headmaster, Lu Qingmei.

Below Lu Qingmei, there was a female disciple who was reporting something nonstop.

If you listen carefully, what this disciple reported is exactly what Gu Liangyuan did on Wangqing Peak today.

After listening to this disciple's report, Lu Qingmei chuckled:

"Nizi, do you think your master-uncle has really gained consciousness, or is he just trying to get Meng Yao's body?"

The disciple pondered for a moment and said: "Based on my past impressions of my uncle, I feel that he probably wanted to use this to intimidate Meng Yao and make her completely surrender."

"After all, he loves Meng Yao so deeply. Not to mention killing her in the same way as a traitor, he would not be willing to let her get even the slightest injury."

Lu Qingmei shook her head: "Today I watched the Holy Land's fortunes fluctuate, converging in the direction of Wangqing Peak, and it seemed like there was a great prosperity."

"Based on what Gu Liangyuan did today, I realized that I actually looked down on this young uncle."

Seeing the disciple's puzzled expression, Lu Qingmei explained:

"There are seven veins coexisting in our Supreme Holy Land. Now our Wuji Peak is the main vein and is in charge of the Holy Land."

"But before that, Wangqing Peak had always been the main vein."

"The Supreme Being forgets his feelings and is world-famous."

"There are three ways to practice the Way of Forgetfulness. One is to cut off one's feelings and enter the Way. First, let yourself have deep feelings for a person, and then cut off one's feelings and enter the Way of Forgetfulness."

"The second is to attack love with love, and use secret methods to torture your feelings for a certain person into love poison. You can swallow it day and night to help yourself practice and enter the path of love."

"The third is to kill to stop love, to preserve heaven's principles, to destroy human desires, to make oneself closer to the Tao, and to enter the ruthless Tao."

"Although these three have different entrances, in the end they all come from the same source. They use nature to refine the mind, understand the mind and see the nature, and do whatever you want."

"I don't know the specific method, and it has been lost."

"But I see Gu Liangyuan's recent actions, it is obvious that he is entering the path of forgetfulness."

"This is to rely on the residual scriptures and my own understanding to recreate the inheritance of Wangqing!"

"Three years of enduring humiliation and becoming a blockbuster!"

"Great perseverance, great understanding!"

"If it really succeeds, it will be a great thing for our Holy Land!"

The disciple was confused when he heard:

"Uncle Master, is he really that powerful?"

Lu Qingmei shook her head again:

"Not sure, but possible."

"Originally I just wanted to raise him as a mascot, but now it seems I have to change my attitude."

"Go to my private treasury to get a top-quality heaven-level magic weapon to give to him. I couldn't bear to see that all his cultivation resources over the years have been given to Meng Yao in vain, so I personally gave him a magic weapon. I hope He shouldn’t be burdened by love anymore.”

"Disciple, obey!"

Looking at the disciple's leaving figure, Lu Qingmei's bright eyes flashed:

"Gu Liangyuan, I hope you won't disappoint me..."

Gu Liangyuan never imagined that before he even started to rise, someone would already have a reason for his upcoming rise.

My power is all up to your imagination!

At this time, Gu Liangyuan had already circled around the Supreme Holy Land. Except for the disciples who were in retreat and who were out on missions, he had discovered most of them.

It's a pity that in this huge holy land, apart from Qianqiu, he only met one disciple with the required qualifications, and he was not a licker.

Moreover, that disciple is the senior brother of Wubai Peak and has the cultivation level of the Golden Core Peak.

For this kind of thing, Gu Liangyuan was determined but also powerless.

After searching for his disciples to no avail, and seeing that it was getting late, Gu Liangyuan returned to Wangqing Peak again.

As soon as they arrived at the foot of Wangqing Peak, they found Qianqiu already waiting outside the mountain gate.

At this time, Qianqiu, although wearing coarse clothes, could not hide her slim figure.

But if you look closely, you can see that her hair is yellow and her face is slightly dark, she looks like a peasant girl.

There was a small burn on his forehead, which turned his originally pretty face into a bit ugly.

Qianqiu had been waiting here for a long time and saw Gu Liangyuan coming at a glance.

Qianqiu was subconsciously happy at first, but when he felt Gu Liangyuan's immortal temperament and good looks, a sense of inferiority arose spontaneously.

By stroking the bangs, his right hand gently brushed the scar on his forehead, feeling even more inferior in his heart.

Realizing that Gu Liangyuan was approaching, he knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed respectfully:

"Meet the Immortal Master."

Then he lowered his head and could only see Gu Liangyuan's toes through his peripheral vision, and did not dare to look at Gu Liangyuan. She was afraid that her appearance would arouse Gu Liangyuan's disgust and make her lose this hard-won opportunity.

Gu Liangyuan accepted it calmly:

"Get up and talk."

He is not like those Virgin Mary travelers who always shout about everyone being equal and eliminating the need to kneel down and worship.

Can an emperor be equal to a beggar? It's nonsense.

Not to mention, the rules of this world are like this, and he doesn't want to be different everywhere.

After hearing what Gu Liangyuan said, Qianqiu timidly raised her head and subconsciously covered the ugly scar on her forehead with her thick bangs.

Gu Liangyuan smiled, took a step forward, and gently lifted Qianqiu's bangs.

Qianqiu wanted to avoid it, but held it back.

At this time, she closed her eyes, not daring to look into Gu Liangyuan's eyes, for fear of seeing an expression of disgust in Gu Liangyuan's eyes.

It takes a lot of courage to expose your most inferior side to outsiders.

Just when Qianqiu was anxious and uneasy, a word as gentle as the spring breeze came into her ears:

"It's just a burn. It can be easily treated. I'll just ask Danfeng for some medicine later."