Waste wood knows everything

Yin Xian's expression at this time was extremely exciting.

This face is still pale and pale, but Siran can see a sense of changing colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. Maybe it is the refraction function of the spiritual thing used for bleaching, which makes the sunlight shine. Decomposed into colorful.

Siran felt it was funny in his heart, he didn't quite understand the purpose of this Yin Lian coming to talk so much, but the best way to deal with this kind of people is to walk their way and make them have nowhere to go.

He looked at Yin Yan's face carefully for a moment, and suggested: "I think your eyebrows should be trimmed again. Look, there are a lot of miscellaneous hairs growing on the sides, and your face, in fact The pure white one doesn't look good, it looks dull, it's better to add some blush, and your contour, the cheekbones are too high, do you know how to trim your face? Put some shadow here, some highlight there..."

Yin Yan's face with unpredictable colors did not return to its normal expression until after Si Ran's brief comment. His pair of watery eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly with a half-smile: "Xiao Ran knows a lot. Woolen cloth."

Siran modestly: "It's okay, it's just normal."

Having said that, I felt a sense of joy in my heart that the results of three days of hard work had finally come into play.

Siran's entry-level knowledge of make-up, which only exists in theory and practice from scratch, naturally comes from the magical network of the modern world.

If I really want to trace it back, when he was surfing the Internet one time, when he came across a picture similar to the series that straight men can't understand, the desire to win was aroused on the spot.

In order to prove that straight men can understand it, he studied hard for three days, swallowed a lot of makeup knowledge, and went to the line with confidence, but at the beginning he failed in the part of identifying the lipstick number, and the color that existed in The knowledge in my mind that I haven't had time to show off is also halfway extinguished.

Unexpectedly, today, it is finally used.

Happy.

Yin Xian also looked very happy, and after a series of weird laughter from the depths of his throat, he asked softly: "Uh-huh-huh...does Xiaoran want to become a woman too? I can help Xiaoran Woolen cloth."

After all, those eyes blinked slowly and meaningfully.

Siran: "..."

Suddenly, Siran felt a chill down his back, silently moved behind Yun Mo, and then said, "No need."

What's wrong with this Yin title?Do you want to turn someone into a girl if you disagree?

Yin Lian covered her mouth with a chuckle: "Is Xiaoran shy? It's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, and it will be over soon... it will be over soon. "

Siran: "..."

Come on, it feels even more terrifying when you say that.

Siran took a deep breath, trying to delay the time and get away with it, but Yin Xian seemed to be on the hook for this topic, and kept staring at him with a half-smile, until goose bumps appeared on Siran's arms. When he came out, he looked away contentedly.

Linguan Peak fell into an eerie silence.

Yin Jian raised his little finger slightly, and his posture could be described as gracefully following his long hair, one strand after another. During the smoothing, Si Ran still tried to catch a glimpse of the color of this person's scalp, but Yin Xian's hair The volume is too thick, you can't even see the seam of the hair, and at a glance, it is a black piece, all hair.

So much hair, envy.

Although Siran's own hair volume is not bad, but in this world, who doesn't want to have more hair.

Due to the excessive volume of hair, Yin Xian combed it for less than half an hour.

Not far away, the majestic disciple of Law Enforcement Hall conscientiously did not look sideways, and Yun Mo, whose back was as straight as a cedar, was calm and unmoved.

The only one who was affected was Siran, who was not yet used to the multi-time timing mode in the cultivation world. He sometimes looked at the white clouds in the sky, and sometimes looked down at the ants on the ground. He felt that this time was even more difficult than math class.

In the torment of Si Ran's heart, Yin Xian finally moved.

He stretched out two fingers, and gently squeezed out a picture stone from the storage bag. Most of the picture stones used by ordinary people are azure. Yin Jian got a cherry blossom powder here. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t recognize it. Come out this is a photo stone.

After the Photo Stone was activated, a faint light flashed, and a picture appeared in midair, which was the side face of a woman. The person who recorded the picture was obviously far away, even if the picture was enlarged as much as possible, the woman's The face is also blurred, not very clear.

Simply put, there are not enough pixels.

However, although she couldn't see the specific face clearly, the woman's demeanor was excellent, and she had the gentleness of a woman from a water village in her whole body. She was wearing a long light blue dress, which looked very comfortable.

Yun Mo, who had always been expressionless, frowned slightly at this moment.

Yin Xian seems to be at odds with Siran, obviously in his mouth, Siran is only a friend of Yun Xin's apprentice, and in fact he is only the object of protection of Yun Xin's apprentice, compared to Yun Mo, who is Yun Xin's apprentice, this is more important It's not a star and a half.

But after the picture of the photo stone came out, the first thing Yin Xian looked at was Si Ran.

He brought up a smile and said, "it's not bad if Xiaoran is a man. Then, you can answer me a question."

Yin Jian's fingers slowly slid down along the lines of his own body: "As a man, do you think... Is it me, or the woman in this picture?"

Siran: "..."

Oh well, this is probably a proposition.

He was wrong, he didn't dare to dislike the difficult math class anymore, this Yin title is even more difficult to bear than the math class.

Siran has maintained the great achievement of mother-fetal singleness in both worlds, and has never encountered such a fatal problem of choosing one or the other. If it is aesthetics, it must be the beauty of the woman on the photo stone. .

Siran thought he was going to die.

So he glanced at Yin Xian again, was blinded by Yin Xian's clear red and white face, and couldn't say the five words "you are beautiful, you are the most beautiful" that came to his mouth.

Yin Qiang smiled: "Xiao Ran?"

"I'm sorry," Siran turned his neck and stared at the inconspicuous dark lines on Yun Mo's robe, "It's like this, I like men, and I usually see men more often, are you sure I don't care about women? Is your aesthetic the same as other men who like women?"

Yin Xian: "..."

Yin Xian was slightly taken aback: "Do you like men?"

Since the last trip to Dust Valley, Siran has no psychological barriers in saying this: "That's right."

Yin Xian frowned, as if extremely puzzled: "Then why don't you want to become a woman?"

Siran: "..."

My suzerain, your thinking is very problematic.

In this cultivation world, there are also many men and men becoming Taoist couples. This Yin Xian doesn't know what he has experienced. His thoughts are extremely extreme and weird, and he seems to be out of his mind.

Before Siran opened his mouth, Yin Xian smiled to himself, his expression was weird and obsessed, and he didn't know what he was thinking of. After a while, he returned to normal, no longer embarrassing Siran, but put The target was on Yun Mo: "Then what do you think, who do you think is more beautiful?"

Yun Mo's eyes were cold and he did not answer.

Yin Xian is extremely difficult to deal with, no matter what he says, he will follow along with the questioning, it will definitely be back and forth, endless.

Seeing Yun Mo's unreasonable look, Yin Xian giggled a few times, and the gleam in his eyes flowed: "You can't like men too—"

"Yes."

Yun Mo, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth abruptly, blocking Yin Xian's unfinished words.

Yin Xian was genuinely shocked for a moment: "You also like men?"

Yun Mo glanced at him coldly: "Is it not possible?"

This rhetorical question was well used, coupled with Yun Mo's impatient expression and his awe-inspiring demeanor like a sharp sword unsheathed, it was as if he had a halo of keeping strangers away, unattainable.

Yin Xian recovered from the shock, and kept looking back and forth between Siran and Yun Mo. He couldn't even maintain his expression, and asked, "So you are—"

"No," Siran felt that he had to come out to speak out for Yun Mo's innocence, "it's just a pure neighbor relationship."

It was also he who used this self-explosive way to get started, which made Yun Mo have to use this method to deal with Yin Xian. Although the effect was good, it still felt like he had led Yun Mo astray.

After hearing Siran's words, Yin Xian couldn't tell whether he believed it or not. He just covered his mouth and smiled. The laughter that was comparable to a ghost in a horror movie echoed on Linguan Peak for a long, long time, until Yin Xian left , Siran can still hear a little echo in a trance.

Alas, it's too difficult.

Then he discovered that more difficult things were yet to come.

Yin Xian didn't know what he was looking for at Linguan Peak. In the next few days, he would be as diligent as clocking in at work. He would come to Linguan Peak once a day. Si Ran chatted, especially in the two aspects of makeup and love. After chatting for a few days, Si Ran's limited knowledge reserve was about to be exhausted.

Baoshu recommends himself: [Ask me, I have a lot of makeup knowledge here! 】

Si Ran flatly refused: "I don't want to learn makeup knowledge just because of this pervert!"

Yes, Yin Xian was on Siran's side. After experiencing the Sovereign Yin, the ghost in red, and the long-winded monster, he successfully won the title of pervert.

Yin Xian came to watch the peak every day, and Yun Mo was also extremely impatient. This morning, seeing that it was time for Yin Xian to check in regularly every day, Si Ran was as irritable as if he had school-start anxiety.

Yun Mo thought for a moment: "How about leaving Linguan Peak temporarily and going to Mingxuan Peak?"

Ming Xuanfeng is the residence of Venerable Xinyun. Although Yun Xinzhi resigned from all the affairs of Jianzong, he is also a person who has won the title of Venerable. It is not easy to want a peak to live in seclusion. Xinzhi's mind is secluded and rarely disturbed.

Siran of course raised his hands and feet in agreement.

He rented a little white bird, and Yunmo Yujian was flying beside him. I don't know if it's been a long time since I saw this bird, but I always feel that its size is much bigger.

He rubbed the little white bird's neck that was submerged in the feathers and fat, and asked doubtfully, "Are you getting fat?"

Although he used to be chubby, but his head, neck, body and feet were distinctly fat. Now the neck has been integrated with the head and body, but the wings haven't changed much. He was worried about fluttering in mid-air. Will it fall halfway.

The little white bird chirped weakly.

This person should not be too idle. If he is too idle, he can do anything. During the entire sect's warning order, the disciples who used to run around in Sahuan'er had to stay in the cave, and the disciples who raised the little white bird were bored. I can feed six meals a day to the birds, and all the meat is eaten.

The flying speed of the little white bird was also much slower, and finally crossed half of the sword sect to reach the remote Mingxuan Peak. Yun Mo had the token to enter and exit Mingxuan Peak, and took Siran to turn a few corners familiarly. Then the strong bodies of Meng Xi and Meng Bei appeared.

Siran: "..."

Siran moved his head in a trance, and as expected, a bright red came into view, which hurt his eyes a little.

"Yun Mo," Siran asked, covering his eyes with deep pain in his heart, "Did I see Yin Yin too much recently, why am I hallucinating?"

Yun Mo ruthlessly broke his fantasy: "It's not an illusion."

After all the calculations, he didn't figure it out, Yin Xian didn't go to Linguan Peak to check in today, he ran to Mingxuan Peak.

Yin Xian is still wearing a bright red robe, but today's style is slightly different.

The neckline is inlaid with some gold trim and a light red gemstone. The waist seems to have been tucked in a little bit, making her figure appear a bit more. The loose hair is also pulled up, and a beaded green hairpin is inserted. He turned his head slightly, and there were two lumps of red on his cheeks, one on one side, which made his face look less pale.

It looks like it was specially dressed.

In front of him was Yun Xinzhi, who was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, and his hair was messed up and twisted here and there.

Yun Xinzhi also held a wooden fishing rod and a fishing basket in his hand, and wore a big straw hat in an idyllic style.

There is a small lake in Mingxuan Peak. Yun Xinzhi and Yanzhi used to fish by the river in the southern region in the early years. After returning to Jianzong, this habit was also preserved by him.

The arrival of Siran and Yun Mo was obviously noticed by the two of them, but they didn't bother to care about it.

Yin Xian did it on purpose, the people who came were Yun Xinzhi's apprentice and his apprentice's...neighbors, and they were all people who had a close relationship with Yun Xinzhi.

And Yun Xinzhi... when Siran and Yun Mo arrived, his eyes were wide open, his face full of astonishment: "What did you say?"

Yin Xian gently pinned the hanging hair behind the ears, exposing the ears and half of the side face, staring straight at Yun Xinzhi with a pair of eyes that were as hot as magma, but his voice was soft: "Xinzhi, I like you .”

Yun Xinzhi was so startled that his beard trembled, and Yin Xian seemed to be afraid that he was not speaking clearly enough, so his smile was extraordinarily gentle: "Xinzhi, I want to become a Taoist companion with you."

Yin Xian's eyes were extremely warm and undisguised.

He was observing Yun Xinzhi's expression.

He thought, how would Xinzhi react?

Yun Xinzhi undoubtedly likes women, and he has indeed become a woman, will he accept it?Or do you mind if you used to be a man?

Yin Xian's heart has never been so eager. He is like a fish jumping out of the water to absorb oxygen in a rainy day. His breathing is a little short, and his heart is beating like a drum. This feeling fascinates him. , he has not had such a clear emotion for a long time, so joyful and vivid.

And Yun Xinzhi was only shocked for a moment at the beginning.

He slowly put down the fishing rod in his hand, and put the fishing rod on top of the fishing rod. In the basket, a few palm-sized small fish jumped up and down and hit the fishing rod. With a grunt, the fishing rod was caught onto the dirt floor.

Yun Xinzhi's face is the image of an old man in his seventies or eighties, but his eyes are not cloudy, they are still full of the firmness and integrity of a swordsman. Facing Yin Xian's sudden confession, after the initial shock passed, he He just sighed softly and looked at the person in front of him who no longer looked like he used to.

"Yin Xian, I already know what you want," Yun Xinzhi said in a low voice, calm and serious, "but I can't accept it, I don't like you, and I won't become a Taoist partner with you, I hope Can you understand."

During his travels, he has also seen countless entangled emotions between men and women, and monks have to be born in the world, and this experience in the world made him understand that when it comes to feelings, one must be straightforward enough and must not be disconnected. Implicated.

Many tragedies in the world often originate from vague misrecognition.

Yin Xian did not expect that Yun Xinzhi would react in this way. Sometimes, calmness is an impossible omen.

"Why?" Yin Xian was still trying to raise a smile, "Because I'm a man? But now I—"

"No, no," Yun Xinzhi interrupted him, "I reject you, it has nothing to do with gender, it's just because I don't care about you, I have someone I like, I don't like you, that's all."

Yin Xian was dumbfounded by his merciless words. After a moment of daze, he didn't know whether he was convincing others or himself, and whispered repeatedly: "I know, you like women...you like Yan Zhi, but Yanzhi is dead, you like a woman...then I—"

He raised his head abruptly, and a terrifying madness burst out from his eyes: "You think I'm a man, don't you? No, no, I'm a woman, you know?"

Yun Xinzhi frowned, Yin Xian's words about Yanzhi earlier made him feel a little depressed, although so many years have passed, but some things have left imprints that go deep into the soul.

Yun Xinzhi didn't want to talk too much with Yin Xian, and was about to leave, but saw that Yin Xian was suddenly emotionally agitated, his whole body seemed to go crazy, his hands with bruised veins grabbed the collar, and pulled it down forcefully— —

A stab.

Yin Lian straightly pulled the bright red robe off his body. During the process, he used too much force, and he tore a gap at the neckline. He tore off the rest of the clothes indiscriminately, and stood naked. In front of Yun Xinzhi.

Yun Xinzhi: "..."

That's a good thing to say, why did you start doing it?

Yin Xian's two groups of fake breasts were also casually thrown aside by him, and they bounced twice when they landed. It seems that they were made of new materials.

As men, it's nothing to look at each other's bodies. Yun Xinzhi frowned. He just felt that it was indecent to be naked in broad daylight. He was about to scold Yin Jian for putting on his clothes, but he caught a glimpse of something inadvertently, and his whole body was shocked. .

Yin Xian's body is completely like a woman's.

It wasn't obvious when he was wearing the clothes, but once he took off the clothes, he could see the extra slender shoulders and waist, as well as the body contour that continued to be soft and lined, and more importantly, his secondary sexual characteristics had also disappeared. There is no male form at all, and it is flat.

Yun Xinzhi screamed, covered his eyes not to look at him, and said sharply: "You, you put on your clothes quickly!"

Yin Xian lowered his head slightly, looked at his body with disgust but joy, and said softly: "Xinzhi, why don't you look at me? I'm already a woman's body, do you like it?"

Yun Xinzhi was going crazy: "Put on your clothes!"

"Unfortunately, this elixir to promote breast development has never had a clue," Yin Xian seemed to be smiling, "I have also tried to peel off the flesh and stuff things in, but it never lasted long. Objects, soon to rot, tangled with flesh—"

Yun Xinzhi yelled: "Put on your clothes!"

Yin Xian: "..."

Yin Xian looked at Yun Xinzhi's frightened expression covering his eyes to avoid it, and was silent for a long time, before finally taking out another piece of clothing and putting it on.

Yin Xian: "I'm ready."

Yun Xinzhi didn't look at him, turned his head to look at Meng Bei and Meng Xi, and asked, "Has he worn it?"

Mengbei & Mengxi: "...It's worn."

Only then did Yun Xinzhi let go of his hand, suppressing his fear and raising his eyes, his eyes were extremely complicated: "So... you are actually Yin Xian's younger sister? What exactly do you want to do by pretending to be him?"

Yin Xian: "..."

Yin Xian took a deep breath: "No, I am Yin Xian."

Yun Xinzhi's expression suddenly became more complicated. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Well, let me introduce you to an alchemist. He is quite good at all kinds of medicines for repairing body defects. Try it, maybe you can—"

Yin Xian smiled and said, "Xinzhi, do you want to know how I became like this?"

Before Yun Xinzhi could reply, Yin Xian said softly, "Xinzhi, 300 years ago, do you know why I suddenly left without saying goodbye?"

Yun Xinzhi sighed, looked at Yin Jian's eyes mixed with madness and joy, and followed his words: "Why?"

Yin Xian seemed to be recalling: "Because, I was taken away by the suzerain of the Jueyan Sect."

The one he was talking about was the previous Jueyan Sect Master.

"Did you know? There is a [-]% chance that the monks of Tianshui Linggen have excellent furnace physiques. Regardless of men or women, they are the best candidates for the art of nourishing. Yue Kuxiu, how many people can resist this temptation?" Yin Jian rubbed his cheeks slowly with his fingertips, "And I, that one percent possibility."

Yun Xinzhi frowned: "Picking and mending furnace tripods is something that is strictly prohibited by various sects—"

"Believe it, the world of your sword cultivators is too bright," Yin Xian interrupted him softly, "In this cultivation world, there is indeed a small place that is brightly lit, while most of the places are covered by filthy darkness. Everyone knows that there may be something in it, but unless you really enter that darkness, you will never be able to imagine what the most extreme despair is like."

When Yin Xian spoke, his tone was sometimes joyful, and sometimes filled with strong malice. He seemed to be split into two parts by something, and the two parts were forcibly backlogged together.

"...The previous suzerain took a fancy to me as a furnace, but he also disliked me as a man. He has harvested many female furnaces, but he only caught me, a top-quality Tianshui spiritual root. He couldn't eat it, but he was reluctant to throw it away. "Yin Xian had completely given up on that weird female voice at this time, and his voice was hoarse, "But, human creativity is always so outstanding, and before seemingly dilemmas, they can always open up a new path .”

Yin Xian pulled out a smile: "In the end, he chose to turn me into a woman."

Yun Xin's voice was difficult: "You..."

"Believe it," Yin Xian said with strange eyes, "during that time, what supported me to live was the memory of being with you. I was thinking at the time, if I could escape, I would definitely I want to see you, no matter what I have become at that time, as long as I see you, everything is enough."

Yun Xinzhi was silent.

He is not good at comforting people, and he doesn't know what to say at such a time.

Yin Xian's smile got bigger and bigger, and his tone was gradually tinged with joy that could not be ignored: "But later, I gradually felt that it is good to be a woman, and when a man is in love, he is stupid and ignorant." Cowardly, if not, how could I have killed the previous suzerain?"

Yun Xinzhi said: "...I, let me introduce you to that alchemist. His alchemy skills are really good, and he can regenerate broken limbs and arms—"

Yin Xian interrupted him softly: "Xinzhi, I am very satisfied with my current state, and I also like it very much. My current body is so beautiful."

He smiled lowly: "Xinzhi, do you like it?"

Yun Xinzhi didn't answer.

Yin Xian narrowed his eyes: "Xinzhi, you are pitying me and sympathizing with me, right? Then why don't you want to be with me? I have experienced so much pain, don't you want to help me and make up for me? ?”

"Xinzhi, will you be with me? I have suffered so much, don't you feel sorry for me at all?"

Before Yun Xinzhi could speak, Yun Mo beside him said coldly, "Master, he doesn't owe you anything."

Yin Xian turned his head displeased.

"Sect Master Yin, matters of affection cannot be forced," Yun Mo walked quickly to Yun Xinzhi's side, "If you have nothing to do, please leave, Mingxuan Peak is where Master lives alone, and if you want to visit Jianzong, Daddy You can go to other peaks."

Yin Xian's eyes were dark and cold, but he quickly covered them up well. He glanced at Yun Mo softly, mentioned that weird female voice again, and slowly evoked a smile, as if he knew that he couldn't do it again today. Continue: "Believe it, I will come back."

After all, he really left.

Behind him, the two disciples of Law Enforcement Hall, who had been conscientiously working hard, were in a trance.

The amount of information received at one time was too much, and their minds were a little bit overwhelmed.

However, the disciples who can enter the law enforcement hall have undergone strict training. Even if their minds have become a mess, they will still do what they should do carefully.

After Yin Xian left, Yun Mo and Siran also quickly returned to Linguan Peak, leaving the purity of Mingxuan Peak to Yun Xinzhi.

It's not easy for someone who is old. After living peacefully for so many years, suddenly encountering such things, I really need to be quiet.

And after this incident, Siran also ushered in a rare peace.

The concrete manifestation is that Yin Xun finally stopped coming to Guanfeng regularly to check in.

Once he didn't come, the air on the whole peak felt a bit fresher, and Siran could finally enjoy the good time sitting under the tree in a daze.

When in a daze, it is inevitable to think wildly.

If what Yin Xian said on Mingxuan Peak that day is true, then he has indeed suffered a lot of pain in the past, but as Yun Mo said, Yun Xinzhi does not owe Yin Xian, and all these pains are also related to Yun Mo. Xinzhi has nothing to do with it, if you want to use this to force Yun Xinzhi, it would be too difficult for others.

Alas, I can't make sense of emotional matters.

It's better to be single.

Narcissism is not bad either.

After thinking about it for a few days, the warning order of the whole sect has not been lifted, and Si Ran always feels that it is almost time for Yin Xing to leave Jianzong.

It's not good to live like this, the little white bird will really be unable to fly if it gets fatter!

This morning, Siran habitually went out to watch Yun Mo practice his sword. As soon as he stepped out of the cave, a pure black long sword flew in front of him.

The ink sword was suspended in the mid-air, and when Siran came out, it ran over eagerly, holding the hilt of the sword and rubbing against Siran's face, the blade kept dangling back and forth, just like usual. The sense of liveliness is different, as if there is something urgent.

Si Ran didn't know sword language, and watched Mo Jian dance wildly in the air, and the cold hilt stabbed him twice from time to time, the force was quite strong, and the icy cold stick was a brand new kind in this summer. experience.

Siran tentatively asked, "Your new scabbard is ready?"

The ink sword shook the hilt violently, and the sharp point of the sword impatiently poked a deep crack on the ground. It is rare for it to look so manic. Suddenly, a bad premonition slowly emerged in his heart. come up.

"Did something happen to Yun Mo?" He heard his heart beating gradually, and his voice was a little hoarse.

The whole ink sword danced wildly up and down vertically, and it poked small holes in the ground, and the soil flew everywhere.

Siran took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Where is Yun Mo? Has he left the sect? There should be no danger in the Jianzong, so he is—"

Mo Jian couldn't wait any longer, the blade swung horizontally, quickly stuck to Siran's lower abdomen, and directly lifted him up horizontally, the whole sword suddenly flew into the air, and flew towards the distance quickly.

Siran felt that he was several feet off the ground in an instant, and his face was blurred by the cold wind from the high altitude. His mind went blank for a moment. After he realized what happened, the panic of being lifted to the high altitude unprepared occupied his whole mind.

"Fly, fly low—" Si Ran curled up and tightly gripped the hilt of the sword, and the little expectation in his heart for Yujian's flight suddenly dissipated.

Mo Jian drove him at a super speed all the way, and rushed into Mingxuan Peak with afterimages. Fortunately, it knew how to stop and start slowly, and it used a little speed when it landed, so that it didn't let Si Ran rush straight at him out.

As soon as Siran landed, he saw quite a few people standing around him. From a rough look, most of them were elders of Jianzong.

They all had their sharp swords out of their sheaths, their auras were surging, and their eyes were vigilantly staring at Yin Xian floating in mid-air.

The spiritual power around Yin Xian was also surging wildly. He was dancing wildly in the wind in a red dress, his eyes were emitting an ominous red light, his face was covered with strange and distorted black lines, his fingers were slightly spread, hanging on his shoulders. On both sides of the body, the whole person has a sick and weird smile on his face.

When Siran was delivered all the way by Mo Jian, he happened to land next to a handsome young monk. After Siran landed, before he had time to catch his breath, the young monk said in surprise: "You, you and Mo'er, Is it such a relationship!?"

Siran: "..."

Moer?Do you mean Yunmo?

Suddenly raised his head, the young monk looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. Logically speaking, his social circle was only so big that he couldn't recognize him.

So... who is this handsome guy?

The doubts in Siran's eyes were about to turn into reality, someone behind him tugged at the corner of his clothes, and when he looked back, it was Xie Rongqing.

Xie Rongqing coughed twice: "Siran, this is Venerable Xinyun."

Siran: "...?"

Don't lie to me, isn't Yun Xinzhi an old man?

Xie Rongqing saw Siran's bewildered expression, obviously ignorant of the situation, so she took him aside and explained briefly.

In a nutshell, this Yin title really wanted to make trouble.

Yin Xian's strength is only around the stage of distraction, even if he practices strange skills, he is definitely not a match for several elders or even high-ranking disciples in Jianzong, but no one would have thought that Yin Xian would have a broken half fairy artifact.

After this spirit weapon surpasses the tenth-level quality, it can become a fairy weapon. Most of the fairy weapons in this event are left in this world by ancient immortals. The power of each fairy weapon is different. It's extremely weird.

The semi-immortal artifact in Yin Xian's hand, according to him, can carry the blessing of overlapping formations, but he didn't use the true power of this immortal artifact, but just used it as a carrying object to bless the formation.

"This overlapping formation is formed by intertwining seven eighth-order formations. It is even better than your Jianzong's mountain protection formation," Yin Xian floated in the air, his voice sometimes rough and hoarse, and sometimes Pretentious, "It took me 200 years to comprehend its mysteries, so don't waste your time in vain."

Yin Xian trapped Yun Mo in this formation, and if he didn't untie it within an hour, the fairy weapon would close and go up. At that time, even if the immortal was alive, he would not be able to untie the formation.

Inside this fairy artifact, there is no aura, no light, only endless darkness. If a person stays in it for a long time, even if there is no external damage, he will collapse from the inside.

Using Yun Mo as a threat, Yin Xian first forced Yun Xinzhi to accept Zhuyan Pill, and now, he wants Yun Xinzhi to accept the puppet line.

"After eating my puppet thread, Xinzhi belongs to me alone," Yin said with a sweet smile, "Xinzhi will do whatever I want Xinzhi to do. Yanzong, how about we stay together and be immortal and Taoist companions for the rest of our lives?"

"Fart!" Elder Yu swears coldly, "You look so ugly, but you still think beautifully. What is a puppet thread? After being controlled, while retaining your own consciousness, you must control your every move. Being controlled by others, if you really like Yun Xinzhi, how could you act so viciously!"

There were more black lines writhing on Yin Xian's face, his eyes were all focused on Yun Xinzhi, and he couldn't see the existence of other people at all: "Xinzhi, I know you value friendship, after losing Yanzhi, Are you willing to lose this only apprentice again?"

Yun Xinzhi was furious: "Yin Xian! Don't go too far!"

"Yes, just look at me like this, as long as I'm the only one in your eyes," Yin Xian smiled even more happily, and he whispered softly, "Believe me, time is running out, there is still half an hour, half an hour. After two hours, even I can't open this fairy weapon, are you sure you want to watch your apprentice collapse and die in the endless darkness?"

Qi Feng's blue long sword flew towards Yin Xian with an unstoppable momentum.

Yin Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his ten fingers trembled rapidly. Countless transparent silk threads gathered in front of him, but were instantly pierced by the long sword, leaving a deep scar on his right arm, and the scattered sword energy was also extremely violent, like A sledgehammer came as a chest hammer.

Yin Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, coughed a few times, but still smiled and said: "Jian Zong is really powerful... But, do you dare to kill me?"

Qi Feng's eyes were cold, and he wished he could tear Yin Jian into pieces on the spot, but his long sword paused slightly, and it was finally taken back.

Yin Xian laughed: "My goal is not Jianzong, I know, I can't beat you, I just have to believe in it."

"Believe it," Yin Xian couldn't hide the excitement in Yin Xian's eyes, "are you willing to sacrifice yourself? I know, you are a good person, you have always been, you like Yanzhi, you ask everywhere for her, even You don’t hesitate to break into Longtan and Tiger’s lair alone just to extend her life, but what about Yun Mo, he is your only apprentice, can you really watch him die like this?”

Yin Xian's voice was bewitching: "What's more, I like you so much, how could I be willing to hurt you, this puppet line is just because I'm afraid of you running away, if you eat him, I'll let Yun Mo go, okay?"

The gaze that Yun Xinzhi looked at Yin Xian was no longer the disappointment of reuniting with old friends, but was replaced by strong disgust and anger.

Yin Xian didn't care