From the Red Mansion to Riding a Dragon to the Great Desolation

Chen Xi watched Mo Xuan go away, silently summing up after the battle.

Inexperienced, I was too nervous when I encountered a fighting style for the first time, and my spiritual power consumption was unreserved. If there were more than one opponent, it would be dangerous next time, and there was also the problem of attacking techniques-the Good Fortune Sutra has no attacking techniques, methods to transform spiritual power attributes It is feasible, but heating with light is not as labor-saving as burning with fire. However, Xiemei is afraid of sunlight, and sunlight can heat up and ignite with special effects of exorcising evil spirits.

Of course, the strongest attack is Leifa!

In the future, during thunderstorms, absorb more lightning and get familiar with it, and next time you will fight with thunder directly...

The dantian finally felt full, and Chen Xi opened his eyes.

Two red coral trees with dense branches came into view. After a closer look, I found that the texture was wrong. It was the horn of a dragon. When I lowered my head, I saw the black dragon head resting on the shell, and the dangling dragon whiskers even occasionally brushed my hands.

The giant dragon is mighty and domineering, and the shrunken dragon looks ugly, like a python but not round enough, with black hair growing on its back, its nostrils turned out, and such a wide mouth... But after looking at it for a long time, it feels ugly, cute and ugly cute.

Mo Xuan swung his tail, turned his head to one side, and opened his eyelids to meet Chen Xi's gaze.

"Whoa!"

Using carp to describe it as too mild is too mild, and it would be more like a loach just out of the pot.

Mo Xuan was so lively that he almost twisted his body into a bow and fell into the water. A few seconds later, Mo Xuan surfaced in the shape of a human being, as if he was not the one who was frightened just now. To Chen Xi.

"Too illusory."

"Is the Illusory Realm a mirror?" Chen Xi looked at the palm-sized oval bronze mirror. There were some potholes and scratches on the front, which couldn't be seen clearly. On the back was a picture of a fairy palace, with pavilions, towers, pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and nine-turn corridors above the white clouds, and fairies. The concubine sings and dances among exotic flowers and plants.

"Jing Huan is a mirror spirit, and it is dead now. After refining, it can be used as Dongtian Immortal Mansion."

"This is your trophy." Chen Xi looked at Mo Xuan.

"Here you are." Mo Wei sank into the water, leaving only his eyes on the water, and the voice from underwater was somewhat distorted, with bubbling bubbles.

Chen Xi smiled and nodded: "I accept it."

Mo Xuan buried his head and sank completely into the water, the water was undulating, and there was a dragon's tail looming.

Sacrificing to the Illusory Realm is hard work. Chen Xi asked Master Miaomiao and Daoist Miaomiao to pay attention to the whereabouts of the Heaven-Bending Stone. He stayed in Xishan to teach his disciples while practicing the prohibition of sharpening the Illusory Realm. Mo Xuan didn't know what he was busy with. I didn't even build my favorite building, and spent most of the day underwater.

In the south, the Qianxiang Kingdom took advantage of Daqing's disaster and started a war. Now that Daqing had stabilized, Emperor Mingde ordered a counterattack and the national teacher returned. Daqing, whose morale was high, reached the capital of Qianxiang Kingdom in just three months.

Someone in the court impeached King Zhongshun for killing too much on the front line, even killing prisoners, and massacring civilians with the plan of flooding and burning, but Emperor Mingde and the Supreme Emperor both thought that King Zhongshun was frustrated in love and could not even stay in the capital. It is understandable to go too far, only willing to issue an order to reprimand and demand restraint, and did not transfer King Zhongshun from the front line.

Many people played drums with Lin Daiyu, hoping to let the national teacher intervene, but Lin Daiyu ignored it. Knowing how annoying the suitor is, she will not mention King Zhongshun to Chen Xi.

"Master, I don't want to get married."

Chen Xi supported: "If you don't want to marry, don't marry."

Lin Daiyu sat with her knees hugged, her face buried in her arms: "Mother always thinks that women should get married and have children. The purpose of practicing is to live a better life after getting married."

Chen Xi patted Lin Daiyu's head with the same hand that just touched the big cat, "Tell your mother, with your current cultivation, it is not a problem to live to be two hundred years old, who can accompany you for 200 years?"

Lin Daiyu rubbed Chen Xi's hand, "Master, you can."

With a smile on the corner of Chen Xi's mouth, he withdrew his hand: "That can't be done, Master already has someone he likes."

Lin Daiyu pouted: "Isn't Yu'er the master's favorite?"

Chen Xi flicked her forehead: "Don't make trouble."

Lin Daiyu covered her forehead and looked out through her fingers, with strong curiosity flowing from her eyes: "Master, who do you like?"

Chen Xi looked at the red carp quietly floating out of the pool, and raised the corners of his lips: "Secret."

The illusory realm was completely refined. When the Immortal Mansion was renamed, Chen Xi named it Xichen Palace, which had the same name as the Crystal Palace in Meizhou.

The building of Xichen Palace remained unchanged, but the books that recorded the fate of women in the world were burned clean, and the air of infatuation and sorrow was swept away. There are three thousand little immortals still alive, including nearly a thousand spirit beasts and birds, who enshrine Chen Xi as a god .

After Chen Xi gave an order, the three thousand little fairies put away their previous life style of singing, dancing, playing and singing, and picked up flower hoes one by one to open up spiritual fields.

farming!

The aura in the Immortal Mansion is abundant, and all the little immortals have spiritual energy, and the flowers and plants they grow are particularly beautiful. If they are replaced with rice, cotton, etc., both the yield and quality are higher than those in the Xishan Experimental Field.In addition, they can grow mulberry and raise silkworms, wash yarn and weave cloth, make seamless clothes, and arrange Chen Xi's clothes.

After the Xichen Palace recognized its owner, its appearance changed from a small female mirror to a glass pendant with a miniature fairy palace inside. Chen Xi tied it together with the string given by Lin Daiyu and hung it around his waist.

Mo Xuan, who had been mysterious for two years, appeared, and sent a whisk with red handle and long black hair to Chen Xi's eyes.

"Hang on here."

Chen Xi raised his head, facing Shang Moxuan's fiery gaze, his heart was burned, and the beat was suddenly lost, he lowered his head and took the fly whisk to take a closer look.

Few whisks are black. The one in front of me is about two feet long, and it is smoother than hair. The red handle looks like coral in the rough, but it is very familiar when you look closely.

"Your horn?" Chen Xi was stunned, and shook his whisk again, looking at the top of Mo Xuan's head: "Your hair?"

The hair is not thinning, but the volume is good!

Mo Xuan still raised his face seriously, and said in a deep voice: "The good fortune is too gentle, and the attack power is not enough. It does not need to be refined, it is driven by ideas, and can draw out the power to split mountains and divide seas. It can be used without spiritual power, but its power is slightly weaker. "

Chen Xi's eyes wandered to his increasingly red ears, a smile couldn't help on his face, and he asked softly, "Is there any special meaning?"

Mo Xuan turned his head: "No."

"I'm sorry." Chen Xi narrowed his eyes, grabbed Mo Xuan's hand, put Fuchen in his hand, and then helped him to hold it tightly, feeling the hot body temperature under his palm: "I don't get paid for nothing, I can't accept it."

Mo Xuan forcibly pushed Fuchen to Chen Xi, and backed away three feet: "Don't play with your temper, you are still young, as an elder, I have the responsibility to protect your safety."

"I'm still young?!" Chen Xi seemed to have heard the joke, and almost took off his pants to show him, to see who is younger, but thinking that the other party is a dragon, he probably has extraordinary talent, so he withdrew his ready hand and gritted his teeth: "I I was 26 years old before I came to this world, and I have lived here for another 16 years, and I am 42 years old. If I don’t practice, half of my life will be over.”

Mo Xuan said: "The Upper Realm stipulates that one must be a hundred years old to be considered an adult."

Chen Xi snorted, "So I still have 60 years to come of age?"

Mo Xuan shook his head: "A year in the Upper Realm is relatively long."

Chen Xi sneered: "Don't tell me that one year in the upper realm and one thousand years in the lower realm?"

Mo Xuan lowered his eyes: "Ten years. One year in the upper realm, and ten years in the lower realm. After another 950-[-] years, you can legally merge with others as a double-cultivator."

Chen Xi rubbed the handle of the dust whisk. The horns of the dragon were moist, with soft and fine scales. It felt very good. He suddenly calmed down and approached Mo Xuan: "Aren't you a supervisor? How did you become an elder? And last time you peeked at me Shouldn't you be responsible for taking a shower?"

Mo Xuan's Adam's apple twitched: "It's you who didn't set up a barrier in the wilderness..." Halfway through Mo Xuan's speech, he suddenly turned into a dragon shape and dived into the water. Think about it later."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Chen Xi reached out to catch the black dragon's tail.

Mo Xuan turned his head, his big eyes moved from the hand holding the tail to Chen Xi's face, and the dragon's beard fluttered: "Don't touch the dragon's tail casually."

"It's the dragon's horn that you can't touch casually, right?" Chen Xi frowned slightly at this time, with a warm smile, put the whisk on his shoulder, and rubbed the dragon's horn sideways, "I'm still young, and bears are like this, so I can't touch it." I want to touch."

The black dragon stiffened into a straight line.

Chen Xi smiled even more: "The red shadow that day was indeed you, did the stone hurt you?"

The black dragon continued to freeze: "The stone doesn't hurt."

"Brother Xuan." Chen Xi shook his stiff long 'snake': "This is not suitable for heart-to-heart talks and changing human forms."

"What do you want to talk about?" Mo Xuan turned into a human being, and the tail that Chen Xi held in his hand turned into a lock of hair, which was always neatly tied up, and his serious face softened a bit.

Chen Xi leaned closer: "Are you in estrus now?"

"No!" Mo Xuan stood up abruptly, causing Chen Xi who was holding his hair to stagger. He frowned and said seriously: "It's just the courtship period, don't get me wrong, it's absolutely safe until you reach adulthood."

Chen Xi reached out and pushed.

The ink swirl remained motionless.

Chen Xi frowned, and pushed harder.

The ink swirl retreated slightly, and then fell onto the shell platform.

Satisfied, Chen Xi bent down and pressed down, put one hand on the side of Mo Xuan's neck, and leaned into his ear: "You can count my previous life, so that you won't think I'm small."

Mo Xuan's body temperature rose rapidly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse: "You are you, Chen Xi and Chen Changqing."

Chen Xi touched his ears and felt very hot, "It's okay if you bear it like this?"

"It's fine if you don't use your spiritual power." Mo Xuan closed his eyes, and the cold air overflowed from his nose. After a few seconds, his body temperature dropped.

Chen Xi pressed down and pressed the corner of his lips: "You can try not to bear it."

Mo Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Don't play with fire."

Chen Xi was taken aback by his eyes.

His skin, which had been worn thicker than the city walls in the entertainment industry, began to heat up and turn red, and his heartbeat also accelerated. He felt a little shy and embarrassed for a while, turned over and sat aside, and unconsciously rubbed the horns of the dragon with his fingers.

"I'll take the whisk."

The voice was as soft as water could be squeezed out.

Mo Xuan lay there motionless for a while, but moved his hand over to hold Chen Xi's right hand, his voice was still hoarse and a little weak: "Be good."