Chapter 2
Xue Hao: "I will return your original words."
As soon as the master of Jiuping Peak arrived, he heard the quarrel between the two.
When he got closer, he saw at a glance the lifeless three-legged phoenix at the feet of the young men. Its beautiful and soft feathers had been ruthlessly cut off by the sword energy, and its top was completely bald. Its death was horrible.
The leader of Jiuping Peak couldn't help but repeat in his heart: It's over, it's really over.
"Brother, please say less. The master of Yunshan Peak has arrived." The junior sister following behind Pei Wenjue reminded quietly.
The two teenagers fell silent at the same time.
The Great Pharmacist waved his hand in annoyance: "Master Bai Feng, please take these two jinxes away quickly. This matter has nothing to do with us. If the Madam blames them, they will bear full responsibility."
The master of Jiuping Peak was surnamed Bai, and he was in charge of Jiuping Peak in Kunlun Yunshan Mountain. He was one of the six masters. Only his peers called him Master Bai, and the younger generation called him Master Jiuping Peak.
At this moment, he had a simple and honest expression, and he looked at the two young men helplessly, and sighed, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Come with me to Shangyun Peak and talk to my wife in person."
The people present had different expressions.
Wushan's junior sister was worried about her young master. After all, she had just overheard the discord between Madam Wushan and Madam Yunshan a few days ago. In order to prevent her young master from being bullied, she immediately sent a message back to Wushan.
There are three mountains in Kunlun, which are called immortal mountains. They have the same vein but different origins, and their sects and techniques are also different, but they are integrated as one, and are called Kunlun Immortal Mountains.
This means that each of the three mountains has its own leader, but they are still one big family. The techniques, sword techniques, and spells they practice are different, but their mental methods are the same.
There are eighteen peaks in one mountain, except Yunshan, which has only six peaks, but it is the largest fairy mountain in Kunlun.
Shangyun Peak is at the highest point of Kunlun Mountain.
Chang Yao has lived here for three years. The surrounding area is shrouded in clouds and mist, with mountains on top of each other. The four seasons have different colors, each with its own merits. It is as beautiful as a fairyland and she has not yet tired of it.
The kitchen of the main hall of Shangyun Peak is on the edge of a cliff. When you open the window, you can see the dangerous cliff with no bottom in sight. Occasionally, white mist passes by, covering the tens of thousands of years old wisteria trees on the cliff.
The long board and windowsill on the window side are piled with many kitchen utensils or sauce jars. The peach tree outside the house casts a shadow on the window, and the wind blowing in from outside is warm and gentle.
"Mr. Yunshan has been in the West Sea for more than half a month and has not returned yet. I was afraid that you would be bored, so I will come to see you as soon as I return to Kunlun." The woman standing at the table, kneading dough with her sleeves rolled up, was gentle and bright, with a soft voice, just like a spring breeze blowing towards your face.
Xia Sangyi pressed the dough and looked out the window: "Ayao, has anyone bullied you while Yunshanjun was away?"
"Good sister, I'm not that easy to be bullied." A sweet and smiling voice came from outside the window. Chang Yao, who was bending over to pick up fallen flowers, stood up and looked at Xia Sangyi in the room with her bright almond eyes. "Leave the affairs of the mountain to Jiuping Peak Master. I will eat, drink and have fun at Shangyun Peak every day."
Xia Sangyi looked at the overly beautiful and delicate face in front of the window. The woman's eyes were raised with a hint of laziness. She showed curiosity when she glanced at the dough in her hand, but her posture was well-behaved and endearing.
"When I came back, I heard that the disaster in the West Sea had been resolved. You don't have to worry. Yunshan Jun should be back in the next two days." Xia Sangyi rolled the dough into long strips, over and over again, and said, "Bring the flowers in, wash them, and then mash them to extract the juice."
Chang Yao did as she was told.
She came into the house to get some clean water to wash the peach petals in a basket, and said casually, "I heard them say a few days ago that every time Da Shan Yin Jun came back from going out, he would go to the kitchen first to eat the red oil wontons you made."
For this reason, people in the three mountains of Kunlun said that the two couples were deeply in love.
"Hmm?" Xia Sangyi turned his head to look at her and smiled gently, "You want to eat too?"
"I want to learn." Chang Yao was washing the petals attentively, and replied in a low voice, "When Yunshan comes back, I will make him a bowl of food. Come to think of it, I have never cooked for him before."
Her face was reflected in the water, but there was no love in the eyes of the woman who spoke tender words.
Chang Yao’s idea is: Song Jixue must also have what others have.
Otherwise, how could she show that she loved him?
If others saw that she did not love Song Jixue, she would not be able to bear the title of Madam Yunshan, let alone use the privileges that came with this identity to do things in Kunlun.
"Then we won't make peach blossom pastry today. I'll teach you how to make red oil wonton. Wait..." Before Xia Sangyi finished her words, the maid came forward and said, "Madam, the leader of Jiuping Peak is here, and he brought Xue Hao and the young master of Wushan with him."
The maid looked a little helpless and said, "The master of Jiuping Peak said that these two people had a private fight on the small mountain peak and accidentally killed the three-legged phoenix that flew by."
There is only one three-legged phoenix in all of Kunlun. It is extremely precious. Even the sect’s janitor knows whose pet it is.
Chang Yao was stunned for a moment: "Dead?"
"Yes." The maid bowed her head and said, "Madam Wushan is here too."
"Then go ahead." Chang Yao wiped the water off her hands and said to Xia Sangyi, "I'll be back soon."
Xia Sangyi nodded and watched her go to the main hall, with a hint of worry between her brows.
The precious gift Song Jixue gave her was killed, but Chang Yao couldn't feel sad. She had to try hard to suppress the smile on the corner of her mouth so that no one would see that she was relieved.
The three-legged phoenix is precious and beautiful. Its bones can be made into excellent weapons and its wings can be made into beautiful clothes. But Chang Yao doesn't like it. There is brutality and murderous intent towards the three-legged phoenix in her blood. Every time she strokes its soft wings, she has to suppress the urge to break its neck.
But Song Jixue thought she liked it, so Chang Yao had to act according to his thinking. It was also a helpless move to let the three-legged phoenix go outside. If he kept it by her side and faced her face to face every day, it would die in her hands sooner or later.
It will be more difficult to explain then.
Unfortunately, the three-legged phoenix was too precious and was regarded as a divine bird by the cultivation world. Chang Yao had to take it out for a walk occasionally to deal with others, which was very torturous for her mentally.
Now that she had learned of the death of the Three-legged Phoenix, she really couldn't feel sad at all.
Even pretending is difficult.
Chang Yao walked from the kitchen to the main hall. When she walked up the steps to the door, she saw two figures in the room, one kneeling and one standing. The kneeling figure was thin, but his back was straight, like a tree.
