[Lotus Lantern] Kunlun Shangxian

"Thank you son for your kindness"

Bowing his head as a salute, Bai Susu has practiced for thousands of years, so he naturally knows this truth.He also saw that although the man in front of him was the same as himself, he was also a strange monster, but he seemed to have a close relationship with that monk Fahai.

Bai Susu's heart was awe-inspiring, not sure if this was what the monk meant.But this snake demon has always been smart, so he didn't ask the question in his heart, but just thanked him respectfully, and then said:

"Please don't worry, my lord, I will definitely leave when the baby in my womb is born."

Now that he got a satisfactory answer, Yang Jian didn't stop, but followed the aura left by Fa Hai.

Getting along day and night, although the monk and the white fox spoke very little, there was never any heart-to-heart words.There is a tacit understanding that ordinary people can't reach.

As far as Yang Jian is concerned, practicing in the mountains does not seem to have any ups and downs and is worth remembering, but Fa Hai, whom he has not known for a long time, seems to be his doomed opportunity.Therefore, after parting with Bai Susu, Yang Jian didn't just run away, but rushed back to Fa Hai's side.

In the figure, there was even a hint of urgency that he hadn't noticed.And this eagerness turned into action when he saw Fa Hai.

In the mist-filled brook, a young monk with a handsome, elegant face and an indifferent and mortal face was sitting on a lotus platform, his eyes as ice and snow were tightly closed, and no superfluous expression could be seen.There is a stream running slowly, pulling a piece of clothing immersed in the water.

The half-human, half-snake beautiful snake demon wanders in the stream with half her body, her soft waist is more charming than the wicker.The giggles were like intoxicating wine, stirring the heartstrings.Along the skin texture like a white jade porcelain cup and the water droplets drawn by the hair like splashed ink, it adds a magical temptation.

"Why is Master so incomprehensible?"

The hoarse and dull voice quickly elongated at the end, turning into a laughter like jewels and silver bells.The half-human, half-snake beauty Snake Demon's exquisite and beautiful face shows the strangeness and ignorance of the monster race.It seems that her gestures are just a harmless joke.

There are thousands of beauties in the world, tall, short, fat, thin, Yan, thin, ring and fat.However, such wildness and charm, innocence and enchantment are undoubtedly extremely moving.

The so-called liveliness and fragrance are nothing more than that.

It's just that Qing'er knows in his heart that such a beauty cannot enter the eyes of the monk in front of him, nor can he enter his heart.Not to mention the slightest movement, even the slightest ripple was not left behind.

"why?"

Qing'er was puzzled, so she asked the same question.For this snake demon who has practiced for a hundred years, everything in the world is new and strange.

Although she is loose and unrestrained by nature, she loves the prosperity of this world.While imitating Bai Susu's life in the world, he is also like a child who likes to be jealous, trying to draw everyone's attention to himself.

Elder sister Bai Susu already has Xu Xuan's handsome goose, Qing'er doesn't care about it on the surface, but she is not convinced in her heart.Seeing that the monk looks so good, not to mention Xu Xuan, there are so many women who are extremely inferior, so he has a different idea.

But I didn't expect that although the monk didn't kill her, he seemed to be in a trance, without any reaction.

A burst of discouragement suddenly rose in my heart, and then turned into deep dissatisfaction.The next moment, the blue light flashed away, and Qing'er appeared on the shore with a pale complexion.

"roll--"

The black black iron black fan in the palm flipped and closed to reveal a figure among the sprinkled water, but it seemed that there was an invisible space separating Yang Jian and Fa Hai from the falling water drops.

Yang Jian, whose brows and eyes were covered with layers of frost, tapped the fan with his hands, and said this word coldly to the green snake, then turned around, facing a pair of eyes that were neither happy nor sad, but seemed to contain a thousand words.

With a cold snort, she felt ruthless in her heart, but Qing'er's snake-like intuition made Qing'er dare not act rashly.In the end, he had no choice but to stomp his feet and leave.He just swore to himself that one day he would get back his position.

However, neither Yu Fahai nor Yang Jian was moved by the snake demon's departure.

"Why?"

Clear and shallow, like a last question that drifts with the wind, the monk in white on the lotus platform of the water flows indifferently, but seems to have slight doubts, asking this question.In those seemingly calm eyes, Bo Yun was treacherous, as if something was clamoring to be released.

"I……"

There was a slight pause in the voice, with a bit of obvious embarrassment, a slight crimson color appeared on the tips of the ears, and the fingertips holding the handle of the fan were slightly exerted.Yang Jian knew exactly what Fa Hai was asking.

How does this make him answer?

Does it mean that he just can't understand the way the snake demon seduces people with sex, or is he afraid that the monk will be deceived by the beauty of the snake demon, so he will fall for the Tao?Or, you want to help the snake demon escape by using advance as a retreat?

Even he himself didn't know why his body reacted so quickly and wanted to drive the snake demon away.It seems that he felt that the person in front of him should be like that high-ranking fairy god, who should not be contaminated with the slightest bit of worldly mortals and all kinds of things in the world.

But Yang Jian has always been quick-witted, but after a moment of embarrassment, he said with a straight face:

"Drinking, sex and wealth, the master is a monk, and you must not break the precepts lightly."

"If you commit a crime, what should you do?"

Layers of dark colors emerged from those seemingly calm and indifferent eyes, and there was a little charm between the handsome and elegant but extremely cold eyebrows and eyes.The corners of the lips are raised, and the seductive smile blooms like a mandala, and there seems to be white lotus flowers blooming around, which are dyed black in the blink of an eye.

The plain monk's robes are flying, and the monks among the lotus platforms in the mountains and rivers are like immortals and demons, but they are also like gods who look at the world coldly from above.If so ask.

The wind blows, as if some uncontrollable force is blowing out.Facing Yang Jian's puzzled and astonished eyes, the figure of the monk in white disappeared like being soaked in water, and turned into a Taoist in plumage and crane cloak with loose white hair.

It is like bamboo like jade, and like the ice and snow on the top of Kunlun Snow that will not melt for thousands of years.But it is exactly the appearance of Yuding Daoist, one of the Twelve Immortals who explained and taught the sword master.It's just that the strange look between the eyebrows and eyes seems to be telling the difference, and it is the Kunlun Shangxian who has been isolated from the world, and pulled into the mortal world.Even, contaminated with the cause and effect of the world, even like a demon.

"If the poor way has committed a crime, what should Jian'er do?"

A low question was spit out from the beautifully shaped thin lips, and with a step forward, the slender, white, bony fingertips pressed the center of Yang Jian's eyebrows, and the real Yuding, who had returned to his original face, asked again.The face that was originally as cold as ice and snow was filled with an expression of half-smile and eagerness to try.

It seems that the dignity of the teacher and all the past, to this Kunlun Immortal, are nothing but a vain illusion.

It is actually more like a demon than the demon who does whatever he wants.