Miaoxuan, the princess of Zhuang Kingdom, was abandoned in a Taoist temple on the mountain for sixteen years since she was born due to a strange phenomenon coming from the sky.
Fortunately, the master is upright and dignified, the second senior sister is serious and responsible, and occasionally he can rub his hands on the junior sister's round face, so life can be considered happy.
I thought that my whole life would be spent peacefully like this, but unexpectedly I met a golden dragon with half of its horn missing when I went out for a walk in the back mountain.
This sick dragon is young, has a bad temper, and its spells are sporadic. In addition, half of its horns were cut off when it first entered the human world, so it shouldn't have a bad impression on people.
The look in her eyes confirmed that it was the kind of trouble she had a headache but couldn't afford to cause.
In desperation, Miao Xuan made a deal with it.
In order to complete the deal, she used all her strength, split her life into two flowers, and split eighteen sword flowers with one hand.
But who would have thought that after the matter was done, the dragon refused to admit it, refused to leave, and turned into the human form that he hated most before, insisting on taking Miao Xuan to see the mountains, lakes, seas, stars and moonlight.
Although she was dizzy by its golden eyelashes, Miao Xuan still said goodbye to it.
She thought this was the biggest trouble she had ever encountered in her peaceful life.
Until that day——
The school was destroyed, her senior sister was killed, and under the raging fire, the life she cherished was reduced to nothing overnight.
When all thoughts were gone, from the embers of the fireworks, a ten-foot-long golden dragon appeared in the sky and destroyed the enemy under its claws.
Only then did Miao Xuan understand that compared to the demons and ghosts outside, this dragon who had just entered the world was not even a trouble, and the weak were not worthy of choosing a peaceful life.
So, she followed it down the mountain, followed it through the rivers and lakes, and practiced dual cultivation with it, vowing to recover every drop of blood shed by the senior sister from the great national master and his followers.
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During these years of traveling around the world, Ao Qi watched Miao Xuan draw a long bow and wield a sharp sword. He understood the inner method and devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivating the Tao.
It lowered its head, silently closed the box, and put away the six hundred and twenty-seven love letters.
Compared to fulfilling her wish, it could always wait.
Purpose: Build a harmonious society together