Suddenly, a deep and heavy voice sounded,""If a person gives hundreds of thousands of gold to ten people, the merit he obtains is not as good as the merit of a kind heart and respect for the pagoda.”
In front of him was a hundred-story tower! Helan Zhixuan had never seen such a magnificent tower!
He came to the bottom of the pagoda and was puzzled. What was this place? Why was he suddenly here? Helan Zhixuan was puzzled. The tower was very familiar. He seemed to have seen it countless times. Where was it? His memory was unclear. He saw a dazzling red light at the top of the tower. Could this be the mysterious tower that he had seen before? He wanted to climb to the top and see what that thing with the huge light was.
"It's you. Why are you here?”
A woman's voice came from behind.
Helan Zhixuan turned her head. This woman was beautiful, like a hibiscus fairy. She had a proud expression and was dressed in light red.
This woman who had suddenly appeared seemed to know him, but Helan Zhixuan was sure that he had never seen her before. "I don't know either. May I ask what this place is?" Are you a fairy?"
" This is the netherworld," the mysterious woman said." You can't stay here. Leave quickly."”
Helan Zhixuan was puzzled." What kind of place is the Netherworld Realm? Fairy, why can't I come here?" she asked.”
" I can't give you an explanation." The mysterious woman's face was filled with anxiety." Leave quickly. Otherwise, your soul will dissipate!" People like you can't step into the Netherworld Realm!”After saying that, the woman waved her loose sleeves.
An extremely powerful force that emitted heat pushed Helan Zhixuan. Helan Zhixuan was forced back by this force and finally fell off the cliff!
"Ah!" Helan Zhixuan woke up once again. It was a dream. This terrifying nightmare had been haunting him more than once! In the Divine Religion, he had always dreamed of a divine tower.
However, in the past, there was only that pagoda. He could only see the pagoda on the undulating peaks from afar. Today, in his dream, he actually walked to the bottom of the pagoda and even met a peerless fairy-like beauty!
Dream lingering? Could it be that this was his destiny? What was wrong with him? Was it his previous life or this life that he had committed too many sins? There was such karma!
"The morning sky is full of beauty, and the oriole's voice breaks the morning dawn.
Flying red dance, the city smile, arrogant Xiao sleep drunk today.”
The sky was filled with crabapple flowers that fluttered in the wind, the exquisite carved long jade chair bed, the gorgeous and beautiful red-clothed dancers, and the beautiful maids standing around. The scene was as fresh and elegant as a fairyland. The noble white-robed young master sat on a long bench, leaning on the jade table in front of him. He was half-drunk and half-awake as he wrote down four lines of poetry. Then, he put down the brush, picked up the wine pot on the table, and lay down on the long bench. He closed his eyes and continued to drink, revealing a strange smile on his face.
Helan Zhixuan, the young master of the Heavenly God Sect, Feng. The Heavenly God Sect was a sect that gathered the essence of martial arts. Cult Master Gu Shixuan's martial arts had reached the peak of perfection, and he was ranked first in the Gongsun family's martial arts book. Apart from the Left and Right Guardians, who were second only to Gu Shixuan in terms of martial arts, the Heavenly God Sect also had four young masters. They were Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon. Young Master Feng-Helan Zhixuan, Young Master Hua-Hua Nanwan, Young Master Xue-Ji Qingxi, Young Master Yue-Nangong Cheng.
Helan Zhixuan was a man who was even more enchanting than the red-robed dancer in front of her. Ruozhi was elegant, talented, and had outstanding martial arts skills. However, she was arrogant, disdainful, unrestrained, and aloof. Her face always revealed the faint fragrance of a tulip that had fallen into the dust. He looked at the beautiful dance of the red-clothed dancer with tenderness and affection, and elegantly drank to his heart's content. He stood up slightly and called out softly,"Bring me my zither."”
The two maids behind him hurriedly put away the Four Treasures of the Study on the table, while the other two maids brought over the zither. He stood up and played the zither. From time to time, he would smile as he watched Red Shirt dance. She danced lightly like a butterfly. Her beautiful dance was leisurely but not scattered. It was elegant but not ordinary. His melodious zither music and the dancer's dance already had an impeccable tacit understanding. The zither music was slightly faster, like big and small beads falling on a jade plate, and the dancer's dance was faster, like a light swallow flying in the air. The sound of the zither suddenly slowed down, like a gentle breeze blowing over the crabapple tree. It was suitable for both movement and stillness. The dancer's dance was also slow and graceful. The red curtain was blown by the wind, and the dance steps were carried by the wind.
A female servant hurried over and called out,"Young Master." The smile on Helan Zhixuan's face disappeared in an instant. The maid knelt in front of him and said,"Young Master, report that Young Master Helan Zhixuan and Young Master Ji Qingxi have come to see you."”
Helan Zhixuan laughed coldly,"Hanchou plays the Green Qi Qin again, tune the strings high and there will be no one who understands!"”The music stopped, and the dancers stopped. Helan Zhixuan took the wine jug on the table and lay down on the bench.
A blue-robed man walked forward with a few guards. This wise, elegant, handsome, and proud man was Young Master "Snow"-Ji Qingxi. When he stepped forward, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the red-dressed dancer and was instantly attracted by her seductive figure. He could not help but turn his head to look. The red-dressed dancer had her head lowered, and his exquisite facial features were still clearly seen. A smile flashed across his face. In an instant, his gaze returned to Helan Zhixuan, the man who had a face more exquisite than countless beauties in the world.
Helan Zhixuan opened her eyes slightly and glanced at Ji Qingxi. She drank her wine leisurely and said,""Young Master Xue, you're here. Shall we have a drink together?”
When Ji Qingxi saw Helan's disdainful attitude, she suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart and said,""Helan Zhixuan, the lord has ordered us to go to the Heavenly God Hall immediately.”
Helan Zhixuan smiled seductively and said,"When I'm playing the zither and reciting poems, can you not be so disappointing?”
Ji Qingxi grew impatient and said," Young Master Helan Zhixuan, you're really a talent. I have to obey your orders for the lord. You and I are on equal footing in the Divine Religion. Now, I've become a subordinate that you order around! Although the lord likes to tolerate you and you have many special powers, I advise you not to be too careless! It's not that you don't know the lord's personality.”
When Helan Zhixuan heard this, she closed her eyes and continued drinking. The more he was threatened, the more he wanted to resist.
Ji Qingxi looked at He Lan's relaxed expression and became even more furious. She roared,""Can you give me some reaction? Otherwise, I would have thought that you were already retarded!”
Helan Zhixuan still ignored him.
Ji Qingxi simply gestured to the guard behind her and said,""Men! Invite Young Master Helan Zhixuan into the Heavenly God Hall.”
"Yes, sir!" The guards behind him carried the sedan chair. Two tall and strong men forced the half-drunk Helan Zhixuan into the chair and carried her away.
Before she left, Ji Qingxi deliberately glanced at the red-dressed dancer. The red-dressed dancer raised her head to look at He Lan, but she accidentally met Ji Qingxi's warm gaze. He smiled at her and left with everyone.
The Heavenly God Temple was a place that was completely different from the previous scene. It was solemn and fearful. The master of the temple, Gu Shixuan, was sitting on a high golden chair on the wide and silent platform. There were subordinates and guards on both sides of the platform, but it was strangely quiet here. Gu Shixuan was in his forties, and he looked majestic and rough. His domineering aura was enough to intimidate anyone present. His expression was calm, and it could be seen that his martial arts had reached the peak. His martial arts attainments had reached an extraordinary realm.
A few cold laughs broke the silence. It was Helan Zhixuan. He was carried up the hall. No one knew why, maybe only Gu Shixuan himself knew why he would let Helan Zhixuan be. He had never been angry at Helan Zhixuan's unreasonable ways. This also made the already rebellious Helan Zhixuan even more arrogant.
Ji Qingxi helped Helan out of the sedan chair. The two of them walked into the main entrance of the hall and stopped in the middle. Ji Qingxi knelt down and said,"Greetings, Lord. Helan Zhixuan has arrived."”
Helan Zhixuan was still half-awake. He saw Gu Shixuan with his eyes half-open and called out 'Lord' before kneeling down.
Gu Shixuan didn't say much,"Stand up."
Ji Qingxi got up, then helped Helan Zhixuan up.
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