The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

After the wine was finished, the saint put down the cup.

Different flowers bloomed on the screen, golden streams of light hung down from the main hall, and bursts of fragrance accompanied by the music of the piano slowly came.

The sound of the music soothes the heart and quiets the ears, and the other objects that cover the guests from seeing are rolled back, and the feast of joy and flowers begins.

What I see now are mountains but not mountains, water but not water!

The strange fire white spirit beat slightly, and Qin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a gauze curtain, but then it wanted to disappear, but it was stuck halfway and couldn't move.

"Happy Flower Fantasy Array."

With a smile on her lips, she slightly let go of the spiritual sea and entered it.

An unprecedented sense of comfort flooded into her brain, almost paralyzing her instantly.

"What's going on! Isn't the Huan Hua Magic Array just warming up the spirit? Why are you still nodding your head now?"

Although the Flower Festival is a vegetarian feast, one of the reasons why it is called a great joy is because of this illusion formation.

Everyone present is a monk, and pleasing a beautiful woman is always an external thing. What can really make them willing to spend money must be something that is helpful to their own practice.

The Huan Hua Magic Formation is a formation that is not passed down from the Albizia Hua Sect. Although it is not aggressive at all, it can nourish the spiritual sea of ​​those who enter the formation.

Slightly improving your spiritual consciousness is similar to seeking immortality and seeking adventures.

The key is……

This adventure can be obtained by spending money!

[Note: Tsk tsk... poor people are not worthy of cultivating immortals~]

Qin Yuan lay softly on the mat, and Shenhai seemed to be doing a 360° spa massage with no blind spots!

Every time it happened, her white spirit fire became stronger and faintly recovered, its heyday without being penetrated by the pure world.

"Albizia Hua Zong 6...It's so comfortable!"

"If I had known I could read books, "The Lost Immortal" would have been a pornographic novel!"

[Note: Hey, hey, hey!Reveal your true nature! 】

The two inner disciples guarding Qin Yuan were behind her, silently activating the illusion formation.

The former couldn't see them now and didn't know what was going on outside, so they started talking in a low voice:

"Is it really okay for us to do this?"

"What's wrong? The saint asked us to bless the phantom formation during the Flower Festival. You just say it's not a blessing, right?"

The Huanhua Magic Array is opened to attract everyone into the array, and then the inner disciples will bless them, giving them the adventure that money can buy.

But... Feng Liuzi's blessing staff also came to Qin Yuan?She is now experiencing double the joy!

"That's what I said..." The inner disciple in front didn't know what he thought of, his jade face turned crimson:

"But if the spiritual sea is too comfortable, it will feed back to the body..."

"Uh…"

Another disciple was stunned for a moment and looked towards A Yuan.

There was a hint of joy in that soft face, the eyes were slightly red, and the blurred red eyes were a little out of focus, like they were in a trance?

I don't know how long it took, but she opened her lips lightly and let out a long and contented sigh.

But not a single sound was uttered, forbearing and charming.

"???"

Are the inner disciples confused?

How did you hold back from screaming?When they entered the phantom formation, the saint blessed a hundred of them. Before they could take care of them alone, they showed their ugliness.

Why is this the only reaction you have in 2v1 now?

We don’t want to lose face!

As if they had gained more fighting spirit, the two inner disciples made the phantom formation even more ferocious.

Bai Ling beats wildly, the outer flame is pale and pure, and the dark heart of fire is walking towards a deeper realm.

Qin Yuan in the illusion formation knew nothing about this, and felt that the spiritual sea was getting more and more comfortable, but it was not yet to the point where she lost her ability to think and sank into it.

After some eating, drinking and listening to music, the banquet arrived at the midfield.

It is also the link that visitors are most concerned about, with poems and lyrics taking the first place!

"Fenghuaxueyue, today I only talk about beauty." The saint sat in the main seat, with her legs crossed, her white insteps and calves drawing a beautiful arc, which made the guests unable to take their eyes away.

Finally, a man wearing a black robe and half his shoulders covered with silver couldn't help but asked:

"What good will it do if you become the leader today?"

"Same bliss."

The saint spoke with a smile, but did not say anything clearly, but everyone below understood it tacitly.

"Then I'll show off my shame first." The man in black robe cupped his hands and waved his folding fan a little more elegantly.

If the silver armor on his shoulders is gone, he still looks like a young man from an academy.

"The guests sit under the stage and listen to the music, with half their eyes covered with gauze and glasses of wine."

"Happy flowers, snow and moon capture people's attention, and red-sleeved robes capture people's hearts."

At the end of his speech, he looked at the saint with a clear purpose. The latter didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

"Any more?"

"Yes! I'll come!"

……

Qin Yuan glanced at the guests who were like peacocks, vying to write poems and poems, both elegant and absurd.

"I remember that the leader of this incident was a romantic man, right?" She looked in the direction of her second senior brother, and saw him squinting and leaning on Lian Shan's arms, who was helping him peel grapes.

He looked happy and carefree, with no intention of competing.

"Uh…"

In fact, it is normal for Feng Liuzi to be like this. After all, the inner disciple who is blessing him is here with the little junior sister. He has no feeling at all in Shenhai. Looking at the saint is almost the same as looking at the outer disciple.

Summary: I have seen too many strong winds and waves, but not enough excitement to arouse interest.

"Any more?"

The saint asked again, while her eyes returned to the man in black robes.

If not, he will be the leader today.

[Note: Xiao Yuanyuan, don’t you come?Don’t you want to know what kind of bliss it is? 】

Lao Jin poked A Yuan's head with a question mark.

"No, I'm only 16 years old. If I don't practice well, how can I do anything romantic?"

Qin Yuan rolled his eyes, still looking like a righteous and brazen person.

Besides, if you ask me, a person who wears books, to compete with them in poetry writing, isn't this bullying?Do I copy ancient quatrains to reduce the dimensionality?

The annotation slowly typed out six points, and his eyes fell on Qin Yuan in reality through the illusion array.

I saw those charming peach blossom eyes. As the inner disciples continued to support them with all their strength, they finally took on the posture they should have.

Not so cold, not so cold.

Shallow desires exploded in her eyes like fireworks, and the water mist covered the red eyes that were difficult for others to understand, giving her a sense of ripples covering her body.

[Note: ...Well, you will probably only be able to leave your mouth when you are cremated. You are so tough! 】

[But are you sure you won’t argue?Take a good look at the person who is going to be the leader. 】

"Ok?"

They were all written by her. She took a glance at them and didn't pay attention. She concentrated on enjoying the food and waiting for the dance of the saint behind.

Unaware, A Yuan raised her eyes to look at the man in black robe, but the sight almost scared her!

Black robe and silver armor half on the shoulders!

Isn’t this the Qin family so special?

Don't say anything, Qin Yuan waved his hand gently, the benefits will not be given to the dog but to the Qin family!

Original text: The romantic child who won the title:? ? ?

The saint noticed her movements, looked at her little hands shaking back and forth, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This little guy is quite interesting...

The man in black robe who had been staring at her frowned, turned to look at Qin Yuan, and then...

The whole person was stunned!

"This! This! This..."

"Aunt Yanwan!"

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ps: I wrote the part about the man in black robe casually, Baozi, don’t worry about it, just watch the excitement.