The cub with the fairy ran away

The difference between Xianxiu and Moxiu can be traced back to ancient times. In fact, they are just two different ways of practicing. Spiritual Qi and Demonic Qi are also energy from the same source.

Cultivators can also switch between immortal cultivation and demon cultivation. Although it is difficult and frequent switching is half the result with half the effort for practice, it is indeed possible.Your relatives and friends will not think of you because you are a demon cultivator.

Until the "Fallen Devil" appeared.

The normal magic cultivation is to attract the magic energy of heaven and earth to practice out of one's own will.

Falling into a demon is a monk who is out of control, and because of delusional, evil, and evil thoughts in his heart, a storm of demonic energy invades his body, eating away the aura in the meridians and dantian, and turning an immortal cultivator into a demonic cultivator in an instant.

Fallen demons are not good people.

Gradually, demon cultivators are equal to fallen demons, and the entire demon cultivator group is becoming more and more crazy.Immortals and demons have been fighting against each other for tens of thousands of years.

Jiang Suilan knew that Yin Huaimeng looked down on Moxiu. Of course, Yin Huaimeng did look down on those who were willing to degenerate.

But at the very beginning, Yin Huaimeng's feelings towards Moxiu were ten thousand times stronger than "looking down on" - hatred.

His parents died under Moxiu's hands.

Yin Huaimeng had stayed in the Lost Realm for many years, and it was not as easy for him to realize the Tao as others thought.This hatred is his biggest stumbling block.

"Huaimeng looks indifferent, but in fact he is extremely stubborn," said Lan Xiangzi, facing Qianyang on the main peak of Yanqi Mountain. In order to kill the Venerable Demon Cultivator of the Transformation Realm. He avenged, solved his hatred, and cultivated the ruthless way. Now he has identified Jiang Suilan, so even if he says no to his own cultivation base of hundreds of years, you think I can persuade him He's back?"

Qian Yang clenched his fist and said, "What about Yanqi Mountain? What should we do? Does he want Yanqi Mountain too?"

Lan Xiangzi said: "I know disciples say that the next head of Yanqi Mountain is reserved for Gu Qin. Ba Jian is reckless, Drunken Sword is casual, only Gu Qin looks calm and reliable. I treat him like that again good."

Lan Xiangzi smiled and said, "But I never thought of giving him the headship."

Qian Yang said in surprise: "How could it be..."

Lan Xiangzi shook his head, and changed to another matter: "Lou Bing's recovery is [-]-[-]%, let's send him down the mountain."

"No!" Qian Yang blurted out.After a pause, he added embarrassingly: "He has no cultivation level now, and he has left Yanqi Mountain, so it is not easy to live."

Qian Yang already knew that Lou Bing was a fan of the right protector, but he still seemed to be infatuated with it.

Now Lou Bing lives in Xiaochongfeng in Qianyang.

That night Yin Huaimeng left without looking back, Lou Bing was very sad for a long time.

It seems to be much better recently, and I also talk and laugh with Qianyang.

In the past, when Lou Bing was Lou Qiongshu, he only loved being with Yin Huaimeng.He is only respectful to other brothers and sisters, not intimate.Because of Yin Huaimeng, Qianyang always consciously doesn't disturb them, just watching from a distance.

These days were the closest days between him and Lou Bing.

He was reluctant.

Lan Xiangzi glanced at him.

Qian Yang felt cold all over his body, he knelt down abruptly and buried his head very low.

Lan Xiangzi said slowly: "How about this, you take Lou Bing to Liancheng at the junction of Ping and Jian, and guard the boundary with your senior brother. The conditions there are not as good as Yanqi Mountain, but with you here, you will take good care of him, right? "

Qian Yang didn't dare to vent his anger, finally gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Among all the disciples, only Qianyang has seen Wujing Lan Xiangzi kill someone.

Boundless strike, that scene was terrifying.

Afterwards, Lan Xiangzi turned his head, the murderous look in his eyes was still there, Qianyang froze on the spot, thinking that he was going to be killed too.

From then on, he was afraid of Lan Xiangzi.

On December [-], one of the few cities in Jianzhou celebrates the Lantern Festival.

I can't remember when the custom started.

Some cities are like Bicheng, where some experts have set up formations, the climate is quite suitable, the streets are lively during festivals, and the layout is beautiful; When it’s warmer, some people go out for a stroll. When night falls, it’s too cold, so everyone stays at home, eating something delicious and doing something they like during the holidays.

Lou Bing was wrapped in a thick fox fur, his face was pale, and he drank a bowl of medicinal soup in small sips.

Qian Yang walked in, was silent for a while, and said to him: "Senior brother contacted us and said that he has arrived in Bicheng, and told us not to worry."

Lou Bing's eyes lit up.

"Master told me to stay here, we can't go." Qian Yang said.

Lou Bing put down the medicine bowl, lowered her eyelids, very disappointed.

Qian Yang's heart softened.

When Yin Huaimeng stepped into Bicheng, it was finally not so cold.

Yun Pian Cake was a little thinner than when he was in Xiao Yinfeng, and she lay obediently on his shoulders.The corners of his white clothes were splashed with slush, and his steps were heavy, not as indifferent as before.

People come and go.

The Soul Lamp basically doesn't work here, so Yin Huaimeng can only walk slowly and look for it slowly.

There are small stalls on both sides of the road, selling everything.Homemade lanterns, purses, candied haws, sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, sugar figurines, exquisitely printed basic tips and sword manuals...

The child is running around happily.

A child shouted: "Mr. is setting up river lanterns over there! Let's go and give him a surprise!"

Yun Pian Cake's ears stood up suddenly, and before Yin Huaimeng could react, it jumped off his shoulder and ran away.

Yin Huaimeng was surprised, but also happy.

He pushed aside the crowd and chased behind Yun Pian Cake.

"Mr. Mr. Mr.! We! Just now! Feel the aura!!!"

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys who ran over, including boys and girls, were extremely excited.

"So fast?!" Jiang Suilan was really surprised.

They are just ordinary children, not the children of some cultivating family. They have been taught to practice since they were young, and they have to practice self-defense since they can read... They have only been in class for a few days, and they are very talented if they can sense spiritual energy.

Several children danced and described to him the feeling at the moment when they sensed the aura.

Jiang Suilan was enjoying hearing this, when Kuang Yang suddenly interjected: "That kid, you just said you felt it, like a gust of wind blowing?"

"Uh, uh... yes..."

"Aura is not wind," Kuang Yang said indifferently, "what you feel is just wind."

"Ah? No, that's not it...I also feel like my dantian is getting hot..."

Others also said yes ah yes ah.

Kuang Yang shook his head and began to teach them lessons.

Jiang Suilan: "..."

Only when a group of children were talking from high spirits to dejected, and they dispersed, only Kuang Yang was satisfied.

"Why are you hitting them..." Jiang Suilan said.

Kuang Yang looked at him strangely: "Could it be possible to make them think that they are really gifted? One of these children counts as one. The so-called feeling of spiritual energy is all an illusion. I wonder why they are so uniformly mistaken. "

Jiang Suilan was silent for a moment, and said in shame, "I told them yesterday how I felt spiritual energy when I first practiced."

That is, a gust of wind, a gust of heat.

Now Kuang Yang was speechless.

He sighed: "It's not like you just practiced for a day or two, why didn't you even understand these things."

Jiang Suilan looked at the river lantern a little distractedly.

This river is called Bihe, which diverges from Erjiang River.

Every year during the Lantern Festival, people release river lanterns. Just like "kissing the people you like when the fireworks are in full bloom will be together forever", there is also a saying about releasing river lanterns. Wishes will come true."

The wish written by Jiang Suilan is that the baby can be born safely and grow up healthy and happy.

His stomach is already a little swollen now, and he can barely hide it in looser clothes.

Jiang Suilan put his hand on his lower abdomen unconsciously, and said to Kuang Yang: "That's what I felt at the beginning. I told the master, and the master didn't refute me, and said that I was fine. I thought it was right. ...Although after formal practice, I found that the aura is indeed neither wind nor hot, but I always thought that the feeling for the first time might be different..."

"Sui Lan," Kuang Yang suddenly stepped forward, hugged him, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in his ear, "If I see your master now, and he asks you to go with him, will you go?"

Jiang Suilan was startled, he took a step back, and Kuang Yang pulled him forward. "Tell me the answer, Sui Lan." Kuang Yang said.

"I..." Jiang Suilan said, "No."

He paused, and in order to strengthen his confidence, he repeated: "No."

Kuang Yang smiled contentedly.

He raised his hand, squeezed Jiang Suilan's chin, and kissed him.

Jiang Suilan was taken aback, and was about to break away when he suddenly heard a hoarse voice behind him: "Suilan."

The cat jumped to the corner of his clothes and rubbed against his legs.

This beautiful and proud white cat had never been so intimate with him in Little Silver Peak.

Kuang Yang said softly with a smile, "Calm down."

Jiang Suilan turned around inch by inch stiffly, facing Yin Huaimeng, and smiled: "Master...it's Guqin Immortal, long time no see."