Immortals are not as good as dancing

Ning Siyuan laughed, the laughter was soft and soft, and Meng Ran's ears were itchy, and he ran away in an unspeakable direction unconsciously.Then, Ning Siyuan said in his ear: "Since you have thought of it~"

As soon as the words fell, the person was hugged and stood up.

"Can you stop being so dirty?" Meng Ran asked.

Ning Siyuan lowered his head slightly, and when he pressed his forehead towards Meng Ran: "Then, in your sea of ​​consciousness, would you like to plant a star?"

"Planting a star?" Meng Ran touched her forehead: "What's the use?"

Ning Siyuan replied: "My love is separated by mountains and seas, and the stars convey my love."

"Speak human." Meng Ran wanted to hit someone again.

"Heh~" Ning Siyuan laughed: "I want to go back to the Northern Heaven Realm. The distance of the sound transmission of spiritual thoughts is limited. I will plant a star for you, and I can talk to you if I miss you."

Overseas phone calls so foreign?

Meng Ran asked, "Will planting a star hurt?"

This rhetorical question made Ning Siyuan laugh even more freely.His Aran, he is sometimes a little cunning, but he is not confused about major issues.I always want to share with him the happy things at the first time, and I also want to talk to him about the unhappy things at the first time.Maybe not sweet words, but these are more touching than sweet words.

"What do you think?" Ning Siyuan asked.

Meng Ran put her forehead on Ning Siyuan's too: "If it doesn't hurt, then come here."

"Planted in the sea of ​​consciousness." Ning Siyuan confirmed, in his gentle voice, it seemed that there were countless small brushes that could captivate people's hearts.It seems to be warning: "Although it won't hurt, maybe you will have to listen to me in the future."

Meng Ran laughed and said, "I've always listened to you, do I still need to grow stars to listen?"

"You listen to me, and you still have such a hard mouth?" Ning Siyuan asked softly.

Meng Ran stepped on her feet, and rubbed someone's lips with her soft lips: "Where is it hard?"

Ning Siyuan hugged Meng Ran's waist, pressed towards himself, and asked, "What do you think?"

"..." Ever since Liangyi became Ah Yuan, she has also learned to play hooligans!

Meng Ran wrapped her arms around Ning Siyuan's waist and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Let's go after eating!" Ning Siyuan, who deserved it for granted, picked up Meng Ran and left.

This time, Meng Ran didn't protest. She looked at Ning Siyuan with twinkling eyes and smiled nicely.

Ning Siyuan couldn't bear it and pressed the person against the wall of the wooden corridor. Meng Ran laughed and refused: "Hahaha, don't do this, this room can be seen from the outside now."

Unable to see this kind of thing, Ning Siyuan planned not to tell someone who sometimes has no common sense.With a snort, he dragged him into the room.

Meng Ran woke up from the couch when the sun shone in through the window and dazzled her eyes.

Meng Ran, who was lying on the couch, did not feel the body temperature of the other person at all.

In Wusiju, only his breathing was quiet, yawning and stretching, Meng Ran gathered the thin blanket, curled up on the bed and didn't want to move.

"My love, good morning." Ning Siyuan's voice suddenly appeared.

Meng Ranwei stood up, looked around, but saw no one, finally remembered and touched his forehead.

"Did you find me?" Ning Siyuan asked with a light smile.

"The star you planted?" Meng Ran asked, quite surprised: "Then where are you now?"

"I just passed Tongzhou, and I am passing through the Tongchen Strait." Ning Siyuan replied with ease, and sighed again: "The clear water is vast, and the waves are shocking Yinchuan. It's a pity that such a scenery cannot be shared with Qing."

Meng Ran looked at the sun that covered her buttocks, and always felt that she had forgotten something.

"By the way, I went to the main hall for you at Maoshi." Even if Ning Siyuan didn't see him, he seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking.

"..." The senior sister asked them to discuss matters at a certain time.

"Because I went there, so there is nothing wrong with you." Ning Siyuan continued.

"...Why does your tone sound so proud?" Meng Ran wanted to bury herself in the blanket, and didn't want to meet people outside for at least three days.

"It's my pride that you can't get up." Ning Siyuan was proud.

"Get lost!" Meng Ran was arrogant.

Ning Siyuan laughed loudly when he heard the sound, and Meng Ran was about to lose his temper immediately, and said solemnly: "When you get up at this time, Wanwan and Ziqi should have left the peak and went to Liangyifang, ready to recruit new people. You don’t need to worry about bringing 49 other disciples, including Yixiao and Pan’er. Changliu selected 12 of those alchemy cultivators to be in charge of guest affairs, and Qiuyun was in charge of handing over. Song Although Xi told Po Wang about Bai Ling's Shangyuan Dance, he had to wait for a hundred disciples to build foundations before he could go to perform the dance. Therefore, he arranged for Bo An to urge his juniors and sisters to practice in the near future, and it's nothing to do with you. People, I also bid farewell this morning."

After Meng Ran heard this, she wrapped the thin blanket decisively, wrapped herself like a chrysalis on the couch, and hoped that after three days, everyone would not remember his "not going to bed early".

-

Three days later, Meng Ran came out of Wusiju, and saw from a distance that in the square in front of the main hall, Bo An, who was in the foundation building stage, was leading the dances of the Qi refining stage juniors who had not yet established the foundation.

Young men and women with slender and beautiful bodies stretched their bodies gracefully, and accompanied by the elegant music, everyone was like a work of art.

Meng Ran stepped on the floating step and landed on the jade corridor outside the main hall of the sect master, and took a closer look at the square.

A few days later, dozens of disciples actually built the foundation.

Today, among the last group of disciples in Wumen, there are only about a dozen people who have not established a foundation.The roots of these people can be regarded as the not-so-good ones among these people.In order to assemble a hundred-member formation as soon as possible, Wu Changliu had no choice but to lower the standard when searching for disciples.

Fortunately, these few people are hardworking by nature, and now Lingfeng's aura is quite abundant, so I don't worry too much about their inability to build a foundation.

Meng Ran walked over to Song Xi, who was also standing on the jade corridor, and when she got closer, she realized that his elder sister was not urging her disciples to practice, but was in a daze.

"Senior Sister?" Meng Ran seldom saw Song Xi look so absent-minded.

Song Xi, who was yelled out, was startled back to his senses, but calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

Meng Ran almost thought that the Song Xi he saw just now was an illusion: "Senior sister seems to be worried about something?"

Song Xi took a serious look at Meng Ran before asking, "Is it so obvious?"

"Maybe tell me?" Meng Ran asked.

Song Xi looked down from the main hall where the mountain gate could not be seen at a glance, suddenly smiled, and said with interest: "Why don't you walk with me today? I didn't even have time when I was on Wu22 Peak It's a pity to measure every inch of the land with your feet and move away."

Meng Ran followed Song Xi's line of sight and glanced down. Along the jade corridor of the main hall and the mountain, the Feijian corridor bridge extended symmetrically down the mountain, and echoed with the square in front of the hall at one end.At every foothold of the Feijian Bridge to the cliff, there is now a small hall serving as the deacon's hall.Further down, there is the coaching academy, which has a big difference in terrain from the peak.The study building rises from the ground, and it seems to be towering into the sky from the bottom of the mountain. In fact, the height is not higher than the main hall, and it is even a little shorter than the square on the third level.The two bays of flying streams shooting out from the side of the main hall made these buildings come alive. Today's Tianwu Peak is full of mountains and waters.

Not only is it worth watching from a distance, but it is also really worth savoring.

Meng Ran walked towards the nearby Feijian Corridor Bridge, and said, "If you want to measure the Wu-22 peak today, Senior Brother Yang is also very welcome."

Song Xi seemed to think of something, nodded, then shook his head again: "If you go to measure now, you won't feel that way, why don't you accompany me to measure here today."

After hearing this, Meng Ran asked, "Could it be that Senior Sister, are you worrying about things in the faction?"

Song Xi pursed her lips, sighed after all, and replied: "It's sort of."

Meng Ran said: "Although I didn't come a few days ago, according to what A Yuan said, isn't everything arranged properly?"

Song Xi replied: "These are just immediate matters."

"It was once said that people who do not have long-term considerations must have near-term worries." Meng Ran turned her head and smiled at Song Xi, "Senior Sister is the first person I have met who has near-term worries because of long-term considerations."

"People who have no long-term concerns must have near-term worries?" Song Xi repeated, and replied: "This sentence is very reasonable. Where did Ah Ran see it?"

Meng Ran replied: "This phrase comes from "The Analects of Confucius·Wei Linggong"."

After finishing speaking, he was surprised, and hurriedly said: "However, this book is not in the library."

"Senior Liangyi told you again, right?" Song Xi laughed as he spoke.

Seeing Meng Ran's vague answer, she just thought Meng Ran was shy.Song Xi didn't continue to embarrass him this time, but said: "I hope that I can have an elder to teach me a thing or two about what I have encountered now."

"Then, wait for Ah Yuan to come back from Beitian Realm?" Meng Ran asked.

Song Xi shook his head.

"Uncle Yin?" Meng Ran asked again.

Song Xi still shook his head, and even laughed amused by Meng Ran, and replied: "Senior Liangyi and Uncle Yin are too idle. Although the two seniors can give advice on many things, but now, Ah Ran You see, such a big sect needs to communicate with other sects in Liangyi Mountain and even Quexi Continent, and remain invincible. I need to know too much, but I have no way to learn. Now I understand Why, since you took charge of the teaching academy, you started to prepare the library. Unfortunately, I haven't found any classics that can solve the puzzle in the library."

Listening to these words, Meng Ran suddenly had a huge world outlined by Song Xi in his heart.

His elder sister has mountains and rivers in her chest, and she is looking for a way to sort it out.

Meng Ran's blood, which only ignites when composing music, suddenly became agitated at this moment.Looking at Song Xi, Meng Ran smiled.

This smile made Song Xi feel that Jiang Shan was pale.

Looking at Meng Ran, they were all a little dazed.She heard Meng Ran say: "Senior sister's confusion is really my fault."

Song Xi wondered, "How do you say that?"

Meng Ran replied: "As the coaching elder, I only remembered to find a teacher for the disciples, but forgot to find a teacher for the most important senior sister. How could it not be my fault?"

Song Xi was about to answer, but Meng Ran said again: "No, not just a teacher. Xi, standing invincible, the teacher you need, the teacher of the king."

The author has something to say: Meng Ran: Yes, my senior sister, I want to be so domineering!