I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Han Xijian, the number one beauty in the cultivation world.

The precondition is not beauty, but ranking in the cultivation world.

Otherwise, the five continents and the four seas are much more beautiful, who can be the most beautiful?

Han Xijian made her mark in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony in the year [-] of the Heguang calendar. When she joined the sect for the first time, she used her exquisite swordsmanship and innate sharp reflexes to overwhelm her peers from a family of the same generation and took the position of Tanhua.

And his celestial demeanor, which forced the young leader of the Sheng family back with a single sword, was deeply engraved in the eyes of thousands of monks who watched the promotion ceremony. spread out.

Of course, this is all from a previous life.

It's just that the person is still the same person. There is a saying that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Even after two lives, Han Xijian is still the same Han Xijian, and he still has the ability to make people extremely amazing.

Behind the scenes, he is still that big kid who is crazy about roads, pours out of a glass, and has a mess of living ability.

Lu Wanxian didn't think much about the scene in front of him, he was very surprised.

However, in order for someone not to jump off a cliff after sobering up, Lu Wanxian decided to end his performance early.

Just when Lu Wanxian put his hand into the bag of treasures.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter from the painting boat opposite, and a male voice full of vitality said three times:

"Good, good, good!"

As soon as these three sounds came out, the coveting of the audience was suppressed.

Without him, the strong are respected, here are all monsters that can transform into human form, and it is natural to hear that the cultivation level of the man who made the sound is not lower than that of Yuan Ying.

Lu Wanxian narrowed his eyes, the habit of intimidating people with genuine energy in his speech seemed to be an old problem of the Sheng family.

From the small attic on the painting boat opposite, a young man walked out. His figure was very heroic, but his posture was a little slippery, and he was still dressed in red.

Sheng Tianjiao.

Whoops, unexpectedly met Sheng Tianjiao in this monster's lair.

Meeting Han Xijian and Sheng Tianjiao on the same day, Lu Wanxian didn't know if his merits had exploded.

Of course, Sheng Tianjiao was not Lu Wanxian's apprentice, he couldn't stand this unlucky boy.

In the previous life, Lu Wanxian first left Dongming Island, took that invitation card, and was "escorted" by Tianji Peak Master Sheng Yusui, and went to Xuanmen to participate in the Immortal Promotion Ceremony.

In the middle, Sheng Yusui "received" another order from the sect, and he needed to leave immediately. Master Sheng Feng was a late Yuanying cultivator, and Ji Feijian left as soon as he said it, leaving a few younger generations of the Sheng family behind for Lu Wanxian. "Lead the way".

Whether Sheng Yusui received another order or not, Lu Wanxian still doesn't know, but those juniors of the Sheng family really "led" Lu Wanxian into the ditch.

Suddenly speeding up his pace, after getting rid of him, he went to ambush him in a dark place, teased him in every possible way, even changed his costume, and came up directly to snatch the magic weapon that Lu Wanxian brought out from Dongming Island... Among them, the one who took the lead in doing bad things was the proud son of heaven Sheng Tianjiao.

The young leader on the surface is actually a scumbag.

Well, Sheng Tianjiao is not the first person like this, nor will he be the last...

For the current Lu Wanxian, a person like Sheng Tianjiao is not worth mentioning.

But for him back then, or for Han Xijian now, Sheng Tianjiao was still very deceptive.

In front of the post station before, I heard those incompetent and jealous children of the Han family chattering about Han Xijian hugging the Sheng family's thighs. The reason was that Sheng Tianjiao praised Han Xijian, but Lu Wanxian didn't think Sheng Tianjiao's praise was purely out of appreciation, and the effect it achieved was obviously to bring disaster to Han Xijian, and Han Xijian still felt that Sheng Tianjiao was the only one who could appreciate him.

In a blink of an eye, Sheng Tianjiao had already walked to the side of the dragon bed, bent down, and with his fingers picked up the strands of blue silk scattered among the bright yellow silk and satin, and circled them around.Seeing that she was a little vigilant when she was drunk, Han Xi turned her head to see who it was, and when she met Sheng Tianjiao's handsome face, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. One voice: "It's you, hiccup, it's you!"

Sheng Tianjiao was already impatient, but his hands were very gentle, he grabbed Han Xijian's shoulders and wanted to hug him horizontally.

Seeing that Han Xi was a little displeased, she stretched out her hand to push her back, and muttered: "No, no... Han Qi and the others saw it, hiccup, maybe what to say about me..."

"Han Qi?" Sheng Tianjiao was puzzled for a moment, then his attention was drawn to Han Xijian's fair and delicate face.Seeing this beauty from the younger generation of the Han family yesterday, Sheng Tianjiao was so in love with him that he tossed and turned several times at night. He did not expect to have such a coincidence when he was invited to attend Wushan Laohu's lake party today. It seems to be fate. He couldn't help but chuckled, and embraced Han Xijian without any refusal.

Suddenly, a sense of numbness snaked down from the elbow, and the whole forearm seemed to lose strength, hanging down limply.

Not to mention Han Xijian, Sheng Tianjiao couldn't even hold a baby at this time.

Sheng Tianjiao straightened up abruptly, with cold sweat breaking out from his back, his originally clear eyes revealed a look of violence and violence, he looked around at the towering painting boat lofts, as if he wanted to see a hole.

"Who?!"

The fluttering curtain seems to hide many suspicious characters.

Sheng Tianjiao let out his spiritual sense and probed it again, only to feel that there was an unpredictable spiritual power in the golden-red painting boat to the southwest. Its depth cannot be measured.

Another layer of white hair sweat appeared, Sheng Tianjiao couldn't help but think, could it be that some powerful person in the sect made a private visit in disguise and just happened to bump into him here messing around...

If my uncle finds out, it will be miserable.

Sheng Tianjiao couldn't help taking a step back, holding his right arm with his left hand, the tingling feeling has not subsided, it can be seen how accurate the acupuncture point was for the one who stopped him just now.

From a distance of ten feet, he could accurately hit Sheng Tianjiao in the early Yuanying stage, how advanced his cultivation must be.

Sheng Tianjiao gritted his teeth and took another step back. The current situation made him temporarily lose interest in Han Xijian. Even if Han Xijian lay naked in front of him, he would not be that interested anymore.

"Senior, don't blame me. The boy was just passing by. He saw the younger brother of the Han family drunk here and wanted to help him..."

These words, coupled with his righteous face, are indeed very convincing, but, combined with his previous behavior, it is not - just a helping hand.

The guests in the surrounding painting boats were discussing for a while.

"This young man has a very high level of cultivation, and he is a frequent visitor to the lake, so why is he suddenly talking nonsense?"

"Didn't you see it? I'm afraid there are some powerful characters in that boat."

"Hey, we are only third-rate monsters. Where can we get someone who is more powerful than the Nascent Soul cultivator in the Taoist sect?"

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The host of the party on the lake, the lady from Chunhui Garden, also walked out, and asked the servant girl what was going on in a low voice. After hearing the ins and outs, with shrewd and beautiful eyes, she looked at the painting boat in the southwest direction with some doubts.

"Isn't that the position of the young prince of Yelan Kingdom?" the madam wondered to herself.Whether it is a monster or a monk, as long as you have money and mana, you can enter the party on the lake.

The only exception is the little prince of Yelan Kingdom. This little prince is just rich, and he used money to earn a position.

"Young Lord of Yelan Country? Who is it?" Sheng Tianjiao stared at the Luanfeng flag hanging on the golden and red boat with burning eyes.

"It's... a rich man."

"people?"

"Not bad, man."

"What about cultivation?"

"Just a normal guy."

"Could it be that there are some powerful people around him?"

"There is a national teacher... who is my concubine's uncle, but he is not a very powerful person."

"..." Sheng Tianjiao's face was gloomy.

He was not sure whether there were outsiders in the boat, or some expert in Taoism tripped him up.

However, after that expert shot, he didn't come out immediately... The possibility of his impatient uncle has been ruled out.

As long as it's not Sheng Yusui, everything is easy to talk about.

Sheng Tianjiao took out the flying sword in his sleeve, subconsciously glanced back, and couldn't help but widen his eyes——

Have you seen Han Xi on the dragon bed? !

"Who? Don't play tricks, come out to me!" Sheng Tianjiao shouted. At this time, he was extremely surprised, and the white hair on his back was covered with three layers of sweat. He was extremely anxious, but instead, a wave of anger turned into anger rushed to the top of his head.

He has always been the only one who plays tricks on others, how can he be played around by others?

From behind the curtain of the attic of the painting boat, people watching and eating melons all cast curious eyes.

"Don't bother watching, just find someone for me! If you don't catch this loach today, no one will leave!" Sheng Tianjiao roared angrily, shaking the surrounding boats with vigor.The servants at the party ran around, searching for Han Xijian's whereabouts like headless chickens.

Han Xijian, a living person, just so abruptly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

At this time, on the painting boat of the young prince of Yelan Kingdom.

A pale and slender hand reached into the ice-cold small red fruit, grabbed one out of boredom, and put it between the red lips.

"It's so boring, when is the next show? This king has plenty of spirit stones, tell them to fork this stupid guy out."

"Oh my little prince, don't talk nonsense, this is a direct descendant of Xuanmen..."

His sinister gaze turned back to the unsightly painting boat.

Sheng Tianjiao's aggrieved anger tonight has reached the verge of breaking the embankment. First, he was beaten for no reason, and then the duck flew from his mouth. Now even a little prince with no cultivation in a small country dares to laugh at him.

Did he really get the name of the leader of the younger generation of the Sheng family by chance?

"Heavenly gift, go!"

With a shout, a blue light shot out from Sheng Tianjiao's sleeve, split the night, and shot towards the Yelan country painting boat like a bolt of lightning.

Flying sword, the name of the sword is given by heaven, it is a rare treasure in the world, it is said that in the hands of the ancient powerful, it has made great contributions to cutting off the passage between the demon realm and the realm of cultivation, but now, this famous sword is in the feast of sensuality. , out of the sheath for the battle of spirits.

When this sword goes down, it is surrounded by wind and thunder. Not only can it stab the young prince of Yelan Kingdom, but it can also smash the painting boat of Yelan Kingdom together - smash it to pieces!

Sheng Tianjiao didn't act completely impulsively, he had already weighed it in his heart, and at this moment he sacrificed the flying sword to vent his anger, but it would only reduce the lifespan of a few mortals, and at most implicate Wu Shanhu's old uncle. To save face, just impose some light punishments!

Maybe the guests around will be hurt to some extent, who let them stand on the sidelines?If you don't take the Sheng family seriously, you deserve it.

The interests of all parties have been weighed clearly, Sheng Tianjiao's sword, amidst the exclamation of the Wushan fox and the guests from all parties, the blue light soared, and it went straight to the night boat, illuminating the frightened faces in the night.

"Ugh."

In the shadow of the stern, Lu Wanxian had just put on a robe on Han Xijian who was dancing. Just now, he used a trick to steal Han Xijian out of the public eye, and was planning to escape in a low-key manner.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Tianjiao, the second ancestor, insisted on bombarding the boat with the flying sword.

If it were Lu Wanxian back then, he would inevitably have to run away in embarrassment again.

...Well, yes, since I have practiced for 300 years in this life, isn't it just to let myself come and go more freely and live more comfortably, why bother to pretend to be low-key.

If you want to keep a low profile, others won't let you keep a low profile. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the child can't stop it from cheating.

Lu Wanxian stood up, flicked his sleeves, and a little white light gushed out from his palm and sprayed towards the hull.

"Bang"!

There was a soft sound in the air, and the white light formed an upside-down bowl shape, expanding to the size of tall buildings and mansions in the blink of an eye, covering the entire Yelan Chinese Painting Boat.