Chapter 107: Evil guests come to the door
"Can't this sister-con be quiet?"

When Tianxuan led the warhorse he had tamed and named Huoyun back to his own mansion, he had just stepped into the mansion gate and heard the roar and pleading coming from the backyard before the servants took over the reins. After Xiaoling was imprisoned by him, she was like this day and night, and she was obsessed with her sister Xiaoyi.

Tianxuan felt a sense of both laughter and tears in his heart and made such an evaluation.

"Master," the old butler ordered his men to take Ma Pi away and reported to Tian Xuan, "Today, Young Master Xiao Ling smashed several sets of coarse porcelain in order to leave the mansion, and held the broken pieces around his neck. He threatened us with his own life and asked us to let him go."

"Then what?" If it weren't for the friendship between fellow disciples, Tianxuan would not have saved Xiaoling. The reason why he trapped him in his own Tianxuan Temple was that he was afraid that Xiaoling would run back to Yinyang Family to die. If so, wouldn't Tianxuan have saved him in vain? Hearing Xiaoling threaten his life, Tianxuan asked with interest.

"While Master Xiao Ling wasn't paying attention," the old butler said, "I had someone knock the pieces out of his hand and took away all the objects in his room that could hurt him. Tomorrow, just use wooden bowls and plates to serve meals."

"Okay, let's do it."

Tianxuan and the old housekeeper were talking while walking towards the interior of Tianxuan Temple. As the master and servant were talking, they had already arrived at the courtyard with flowers on both sides. A dozen steps ahead was the Xuanyuan Hall where Tianxuan worshipped the Taishang Laojun, Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Tongtian Jiaozhu, the Three Pure Ones, and the ancestor of all Taoism, Hongjun Taoist.

Tianxuan had no objection to the old butler's arrangement, and a look of helplessness appeared on Tianxuan's face.

"I wonder when Senior Brother Chisongzi will send someone to take this sister-con back home!"

Tianxuan has entered the government and become an official of the Qin State. He does not think that Xiaoling, who has nothing but her sister Xiaoyi in her mind, can be of any help to him. On the first day of taking Xiaoling out of the Yin-Yang family, Tianxuan sent someone to Zhongnan Mountain to tell the master everything he knew about Xiaoling and Xiaoyi, and asked the master to send someone to take this sister-con back.

"Hee hee hee!"

As Tianxuan finished speaking, he had already arrived at the entrance of Xuanyuan Palace. Without waiting to raise his head, a wonderful sound that Tianxuan was very familiar with came from the solemn, majestic and sacred palace.

"My dear husband, are you having a headache now? Why not return him to us and give yourself some peace!"

The sudden sound made Tianxuan's expression change drastically. He raised his head suddenly and looked into the open hall. As expected, several very familiar figures came into view.

Yan Fei, who was wearing a gorgeous azure dress, had a beautiful appearance and a tall figure. She sat on a throne with a leisurely look on her face, holding a few thin pages in her slender hands, reading with great interest. Opposite Yan Fei, there was the noble and elegant Yue Shen, who was obviously an unmarried woman, but liked to tie up her three thousand light pink hair like a married woman, and also held a page in her hand.

call out!
When Tianxuan looked over, Yan Fei's hand trembled lightly, and a thin piece of paper flew out of her palm. At the same time, Yue Shen also raised her jade hand and threw the paper. The paper was obviously extremely fragile and could not exert force, but after being infused with the deep and pure power of Yan Fei and Yue Shen, it did not break, but flew towards the other party nimbly.

When they got closer, Yan Fei and Yue Shen reached out their hands at the same time and took the paper in their hands. The teasing words just now came from Yue Shen's pink lips.

"Tian Xuanzi!"

When Tianxuan's eyes fell on the Xuanyuan Palace, which originally belonged to him but was now occupied by Yan Fei and Yue Shen, Da Siming, who was wearing a dark red dress, with a charming appearance and a cold temperament, standing behind Yan Fei, like a blooming rose, walked out from behind Yan Fei and nodded to Tianxuan, which was considered a greeting. "Uncle Master, I beg you, please let me out!"

Before Tianxuan could say hello to these Yin-Yang family women, Xiaoling's pleading cries were heard from the backyard again.

"I'm going to save Xiaoyi!"

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, the solemnity on Tianxuan's face disappeared, and was replaced by helplessness from the bottom of his heart. A ray of amusement flowed from his eyes and locked on Shao Siming, who was leaning against a vermilion pillar in the hall, silent, with an ethereal temperament, as if she was one with the nature of heaven and earth.

Hearing the cry of her brother who had once depended on her for life, Shao Siming's pair of pure and clear eyes that seemed to be able to speak, which were not covered by the thin veil, did not show any emotion. It was as if the person trapped in this Tianxuan Temple was not her brother who was obsessed with saving her, but an irrelevant person.

"To be honest, I kind of regret saving Xiao Ling."

His inquiring gaze failed to capture any fluctuations in Shao Siming's body. Tianxuan took it back into his eyes and said with some regret.

"These days, whenever he's awake, he keeps yelling at me to let him out, or begging me to save his sister. It's disturbing to me."

Hearing this, the Moon Goddess put down the page in her hand and smiled lightly: "So, I just asked you, do you want to return him?"

"It's too late." Tianxuan had already stepped into the hall. He naturally knew that Yueshen was not joking. "On the day I brought him back, I sent someone to Zhongnan Mountain to report the matter to the head brother."

"No matter what, this sister-con is also a disciple of Tianzong. How to deal with him should be decided by the head brother!"

The four women of the Yin-Yang family: Yan Fei, Yue Shen, Da Siming, and Shao Siming, are truly uninvited guests. Yan Fei and Yue Shen are even more likely to usurp the throne. However, after hearing what Tian Xuan said, the four women's expressions changed at the same time.

At the end of the Xuanyuan Hall, which was arranged by Tianxuan to enshrine Taoist Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones, Taishang, Yuanshi and Tongtian, the statue of Taoist Hongjun is at the highest point, and the Three Pure Ones are at the lower end. In front of it is an incense burner with smoke curling up and snow-white smoke rising from it, which adds an inviolable sacredness to the solemnity.

During the verbal confrontation with the Yin-Yang School, Tianxuan did not stop, but went straight to the incense burner, picked up three sticks of incense made of sawdust mixed with spices, and gently stroked them with his right hand, and the incense burned. Tianxuan held the incense in both hands, faced the clay sculptures and wooden sculptures, bowed respectfully three times, and inserted them into the one-foot-long incense burner.

【Speaking of which, Daozu Hongjun and Sanqing, are they real people? 】

The four women of Yin-Yang family silently watched Tianxuan burn incense. They had all read the storybook of "Honghuang". The pages in the hands of Yan Fei and Yue Shen were a small part of the manuscript of the third volume of Honghuang, "The Great Tribulation of the Gods", which was copied by Tianxuan's organization. Seeing that Tianxuan, the creator, was so respectful to Hongjun Daozu and Sanqing Zushi, who were theoretically created by him, the four women of Yin-Yang family, led by Yan Fei, were inevitably touched and had such thoughts.

(End of this chapter)