Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Mu Zhongzi saw that his head was getting lower and lower, and the emotions in his eyes were getting deeper and deeper. His whole body seemed to be imprisoned by some invisible thing, and his heart was beating more and more violently, until the tip of his nose touched In an instant, he suddenly woke up with a jerk, and suddenly turned his head sideways.

The person above paused, did not force, lowered his head slightly, and buried his face in the crescent of his neck.

An elegant fragrance of lotus enters the nostrils.

The two maintained this posture and did not move for a long time.

The atmosphere was a little inexplicably ambiguous for a while.

Mu Chongzi froze, she didn't know what to say for a moment, she always felt that nothing was right.

The relationship between them should be very deep before. For some reason, he turned into Samsara Zhan. When he saw him for the first time, he held him in his arms and didn’t move for a long time. At that time, he was confused and resentful. Thinking about it now, it was the ecstasy and joy of regaining something lost. Crazy possessive desire intertwined with pain of thousands of years apart.

They have only been reunited for a few days, and now this yellow spring flower mark that represents parting appears on his body. When the flower blooms, it is also the time to part again.

It's no wonder he's so emotionally unstable, and...

Mu Chongzi closed her eyes.

No more covering up.

He lay down for a while, guessing that it was almost time, and was about to let him get up, when he suddenly felt a little wetness on the skin of his neck and shoulders.

He was startled, and realized something. His already half-softened heart was completely occupied by his heartache. He slowly raised his hand and put it on his head, rubbing it lightly. His voice was soft and helpless, "Okay, get up." Well, I promise you, I won’t save people at will again.”

The person on his body moved slightly, as if he was sorting out his emotions.

Mu Chongzi sighed, and said: "Don't be so alarmed, you said that you are looking for something to purify the evil spirit, the Jinglun Brahma Fire is in the Yellow Spring, no matter what, we have to go to the Yellow Spring."

The person on the body straightened up slowly, the edges of the eye sockets were slightly red, and his mood was still normal.

"Huang Quan is going." He said, "I am going, not you."

"Let's all go." Mu Chongzi retorted decisively, "No one in the world can open the way to Huangquan except me. Even if you want to go, there is no way to go."

In fact, he didn't want Bai Xingyuan to be in danger, but in order to keep his junior from going crazy, he still didn't say anything.

Bai Xingyuan was really in a better mood, he nodded, his tone was domineering and serious, "If you save someone again, I will lock you here and prevent you from seeing outsiders, so you won't be able to save others, and you won't be caught Pulled into Huangquan."

Mu Chongzi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're so unreasonable!"

Bai Xingyuan looked at him stubbornly, and said, "If I can save your life, I'd rather be unreasonable."

Mu Chongzi was a little helpless, even though his words were domineering and unreasonable, he had to admit that his heart was indeed warmed by being cared for.

He nodded, "Okay, okay, it's up to you, can you get up?"

Bai Xingyuan took a deep look at him, lingering on his exposed skin, reluctantly got up and left, turned her back to him, and said, "I'll wait for you outside."

Then he turned around and went out.

Mu Chongzi sat up slowly, and was about to reach for the clothes on the ground, when she raised her hand, she saw a piece of torn underwear, and her face turned black.

His courage is growing, he even dares to tear his clothes off!

He ground his teeth, took off his clothes, and the imprint of the flower seed on his chest stood upright on a piece of fair skin, which became more obvious.

He gave a soft "tsk", squeezed a water bottle at random, took a little water from the air and wiped it carefully, no accident, there was no trace of fading.

This is the imprint of rules branded in the underworld and the underworld, which cannot be wiped off by ordinary methods, and can only be started from the underworld.

He frowned, temporarily gave up the idea of ​​fighting against the mark, took out a new piece of clothing from the storage ring, tidied himself up bit by bit, and then opened the door and went out.

Bai Xingyuan stood by the door, saw him go out, looked him up and down, and said five words: "Very good, go to class."

The younger brother who was a bit soft just now disappeared completely, and it was that ruthless, domineering and unreasonable immortal again.

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Why don't I dawdle a little bit before coming out!

He was carried away to Bai Xingyuan's study again.

This morning's lesson is: drawing.

Time: two hours.

Task: Complete a painting independently.

Mu Chongzi usually wants to skip class.

He lacked interest, saw a charcoal pencil on the desk, thought it was something he had improved before, so he picked it up and traced it on the paper boringly, drawing circles, drawing chickens, dawdling for time.

Bai Xingyuan looked at the chickens and fishes made up of a lot of circles on the paper, her eyebrows twitched again and again, she endured it for a while, saw that he started to draw wavy waves again, and finally couldn't help throwing out a bait, "Baiyunshan is now The boy's paintings are very worth spirit stones, a painting requires at least one hundred top-grade spirit stones, and some people have successfully sold a thousand top-grade spirit stones."

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi: "!!!"

He sat up straight, tried his best to maintain his expression, and asked calmly, "...Really...really?"

Bai Xingyuan nodded indifferently, "You draw well, and I can pay off your debts by drawing."

Mu Chongzi sat upright, nodding solemnly, "I see."

Although he is a senior brother, the spirit stone he owes will not disappear because of the change of identity. He has always been strong, and it is hard to feel at ease if he does not pay back the spirit stone.

Then he spent two hours drawing a...sketch boy's painting.

Bai Xingyuan picked up the painting curiously and looked at it for a while, then looked at his face for a while, raised her eyebrows—it really does.

He looked at the pen in his hand again—the senior brother didn't like writing with a brush at all before, so he made a magical pen by himself, with a piece of black charcoal wrapped in a layer of wood on the outside, and no one else could get used to it Well, he can easily use it by himself, not to mention, the dog crawling font written with a brush, it looks pretty good when written with this charcoal pen, I didn't expect it to be used for drawing.

He always does something weird.

Mu Chongzi asked with interest: "How many spirit stones do you think you can sell?"

Bai Xingyuan rolled up the scroll, took another roll of cloth and carefully preserved it, raised her eyes, and said, "One thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Mu Chongzi was a little excited and couldn't wait to sell it.

Bai Xingyuan threw the painting into the storage ring, confidently said, "I bought it to pay off the debt."

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Bai Xingyuan glanced at him, and explained indifferently: "Tongzi's paintings have been reproduced countless times in Baiyun Mountain over the years. Few people can capture the true charm of the boy. If the painting is not good, it will be impossible to show it. It is admitted that your paintings have a unique style, and you can sell them without any problem."

Mu Chongzi glanced at him faintly, and said: "I heard that if you collect a hundred different pictures of children, you can exchange one wish with you. Since the paintings of children are so easy to collect, you should have collected quite a few pictures over the years. Bar?"

Bai Xingyuan said indifferently: "Not many, but two thousand."

Mu Chongzi: "..."

Mu Chongzi came out of the study empty-handed, ready to go back to Yunwei Palace and paint a few more paintings to sell.

By the way, he complained about this pious junior in his heart.

Collecting my portrait openly and aboveboard, no wonder the whole world knows that he likes his senior brother!

Oh, this brother is me now.

He felt a little uncomfortable, spread out a piece of paper on the table, concentrated his mind and began to draw.

Although it is a bit shameful to sell himself, as long as he can repay the debt and not harm the interests of others, he can feel at ease.

At any rate, when I was on Earth, my parents forced me to learn a few hobbies, and I happen to be good at piano and painting.

After dinner in the afternoon, it was getting dark. The disciples finished their day's classes and were coming out of the school, ready to go back to their homes.

This year, Bai Mu is at the age where he loves to gossip. While walking, he and her brother excitedly talked about the things they heard recently.

"That one...he is so beautiful, beautiful and beautiful. He got together with several peak masters when he came here, and was finally taken away by the mountain master. The day before yesterday, the mountain master forced our class to learn piano, you I don’t know, but he is talented, and he gave us a few miraculous sheet music as soon as he came, Teacher Gu said that his talent is peerless and hard to find in a thousand years!”

She chirped, boasting about the existence of heaven and earth from the man she was talking about, and looked at her brother with a look of longing, "I think the mountain master treats him very unusually. After all these years, the mountain master hasn't gotten close to him yet." Who has he ever been, he might be the future mountain master and Taoist companion, so beautiful!"

She was talking here to herself, but his brother Bai Gan glanced at the face of the boy beside him from time to time. Seeing that his companion's face was getting uglier, he couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, and interrupted Bai Mu's chatter with a light cough. He praised extremely, "Okay, I understand, but whether or not a Taoist couple is a Taoist couple, the mountain master has the final say, and what you say doesn't count."

Bai Mu stuck out his tongue playfully, "It's natural, I just think about it..."

She caught a glimpse of the figure at the corner in front of her, and after a sudden pause, her eyes lit up immediately, "It's him!"

The two teenagers followed and saw a table at the intersection in front of it, with a shelf hanging beside it, on which were displayed a few children's paintings in a very strange style.

Sitting behind the table was a young man with an outstanding appearance. Beside him was a white lion, a long knife was hung on his waist, a snow lotus was crowned on his head, and an octagonal palace lantern was floating in the air.

It is fully equipped!

Baishi Xuecang, Wen Xudao, and Xueyu Tianqinglian are the three famous spirit groups in Baiyun Mountain. They can make these three obedient, except for the immortal, it seems that there is no one else.

This man is really capable.

Bai Gan glanced at his companion subconsciously, and saw that his eyes were fixed on the white lion, Wenxu Dao and Xueyu Tianqinglian, his face was so gloomy that water could drip out.

Gee!

Trouble!

He sighed in his heart, and was about to detour without any trace, but Bai Mu suddenly cheered, ran forward in two steps, pointed to one of the pictures of a boy sitting in meditation on the shelf, and asked, "Excuse me about this picture?" How many spirit stones?"

When Mu Chongzi saw the business coming to his door, he was shocked, and said with a smile, "One piece of five hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Bai Xingyuan bought a picture with a thousand high-grade spirit stones. Of course, he has a filter factor, so he can't do it completely. It should be fine to cut half of it.

As the second largest direct family in the cultivation world, Bai Mu has enough power behind him and rich enough wealth. Hearing this, he immediately handed out a storage bag without hesitation, and slapped it domineeringly on his desk, "Your painting, I have it all covered!"

Mu Chongzi's eyes lit up.

He drew three pictures this afternoon, one with five hundred spirit stones, and three with one thousand and five hundred yuan spirit stones!

Just as he was about to reach out to take the storage bag, a hand stretched out from the side and snatched the storage bag away, when a clear and cold boyish voice sounded, "Wait a minute, junior sister, I think there is something wrong with his painting."

Mu Chongzi was stunned, and looked up, in front of him was a white-clothed young man with a rebellious expression, somewhat similar in appearance to Bai Xingyuan, looking at him unkindly.

A relative of Bai Xingyuan?

Mu Chongzi raised her eyebrows and became a little interested, "Tell me, what's wrong with my painting?"

"Does it need to be said?" The boy in white raised his chin and said disdainfully: "This style of painting has never been seen before. The cousin of the mountain master doesn't say whether to accept it or not. We worship the boy's painting for good luck. You just don't like it. There is no color, where does the good luck come from?"

Mu Chongzi gave a faint "Oh", "I'm sorry, he just spent a thousand high-grade spirit stones this morning to take away one of my paintings."

"Senior Brother Lian!" Bai Mu pulled him, and whispered, "I think this painting is beautiful, so I'm happy to buy it, not to mention that the Lord of the Mountain also accepts it, so give him the spirit stone. I'm only short of five paintings. One hundred cards are enough, and you can make a wish again."

Lian Chulun's face became even uglier.

He threw the spirit stone on the table and sneered, "Don't think that if your painting is taken away by the mountain master's cousin, it means that the mountain master looks at you differently. To be a man, you must figure out your position. The mountain master and Taoist couple of Baiyun Mountain will always be Nianwei Xianjun, this is not something you, a nameless person, can think about at will!"

"Roar!"

The white lion let out a low growl, raised its upper body slightly, and a pair of silver-gray animal pupils were tightly locked on him, giving it a threatening feeling.

Lian Chulun took a step back vigilantly, and refused to admit defeat, "What? I'm not right? You are that person's spiritual pet, how could you submit to this person? Could it be because he got the honor of the mountain master?" Brother values ​​it, so you want to please him?"

As soon as the white lion moved its paw, it was about to get up and teach others, but Mu Chongzi lightly raised his hand on his head and pressed it down, saying: "It's okay, don't make a move, get down."

Immediately, the trembling sword, the angry Lian, the flickering lights, and the restless lion all fell silent obediently, trust was visible, and Lian Chulun's eyes were a little red.

He is the number one family in the cultivation world, the young master of the Lian family who has inherited the blood of the ancient gods. Bai Xingyuan's mother is his aunt. With such an excellent cousin, he will naturally try to find out his story. He also found out the matter through untold hardships, and he was moved by their deep feelings. Immortal Nianwei was willing to sacrifice himself to become a magic weapon in order to save his junior brother. Such a beautiful love should be blessed, and he always hoped that they would be together. .

As a result, now, a little goblin appeared next to Shanzhu's cousin for no reason. He took away everything that belonged to Immortal Nianwei, so why not make him angry?

He stared at him viciously, even if there were four spirit creatures besieging him, he didn't want to admit defeat at all, and vowed to help Xianjun Nianwei regain his position.

Mu Chongzi looked at him quite amusedly, he was a little angry at first, but ever since the word "Nianwei Xianjun" came out, he couldn't get angry at all.

Still a little fan of my own.

He put away the storage bag on the table, handed the picture scroll to Bai Mu, and put away all the table and chair hangers with a flick of his sleeves, then looked at Lian Chulun, and said with a smile: "You want to help me so much?" He keeps the position of Mountain Lord and Taoist Companion, how do you know if he wants it or not?"

Lian Chulun shook his head stubbornly, "Cousin Shanzhu loves him so much, he has been running for thousands of years to plant a mountain of bodhi trees for him, and he was seriously injured in order to find a tree before. Immortal Nianwei is willing to die for cousin Shanzhu Die, they must be in love! You can't tear them apart!"

Mu Chongzi was startled, and said, "Is he injured?"

They had been in contact with each other every day before, and his aura was smooth, his movements were natural, and there was nothing wrong with him. When was he injured?

Seeing his expression, Lian Chulun thought that he was stunned in pain from being poked, and she couldn't feel better, so she deliberately poked him in pain again, and said viciously: "Yes! The injury is very serious, and it hasn't healed in ten years. It wasn't you who hurt Xianjun Nianwei!"

Mu Chongzi didn't listen to what he was saying at the moment. He suddenly remembered that in Muyun City, Bai Xingyuan said that he could not use his consciousness on a large scale. ...

His face changed slightly, he turned around abruptly, and flew towards Xianyun Peak with his legs out, followed by the four behind him, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hey! Why did you run away? Don't even think about complaining to Mountain Master's cousin! I'll follow you!"

Lian Chulun was so angry that she jumped, and followed without even thinking about it!

Bai Mu and Bai Gan looked at each other.

Bai Mu was a little uneasy and said, "Brother, what should we do?"

Baigan sighed, "That's Xianyun Peak, we can't get in, just wait."

Bai Mu thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, so he had no choice but to give up.

******

Bai Xingyuan is healing her wounds right now.

Over the years, in order to find scrolls related to the reincarnation lamp and collect as many bodhi trees as possible, he has broken into many secret realms, most of which are ancient secret realms with a long history. He accidentally injured his soul in a secret realm, and his body was injured in many places, so he missed the ten years when Samsara Zhan was born. By the time he was able to move freely to chase him out, the senior brother had already experienced 33 masters.

This is his eternal regret.

He took off his shirt, revealing several ferocious bloodstains on his chest. The wound had scabbed over, and it took him ten years to clean up the poison in the wound. Now, as long as he took medicine every day, he would recover within a short time.

After applying the medicine, he suddenly moved his eyebrows, and immediately put on his clothes. He had just fastened his belt, but the skirts of his clothes were still in disarray. Congealed on him.

Bai Xingyuan saw that there was something wrong with his expression, and she was a little worried, "What's wrong?"

Mu Chongzi pursed her lips tightly, her eyes swept over him, and her focus stopped at his disheveled lapels, which were obviously clothes put on in a hurry.

What is he hiding.

He skipped a beat in his heart, walked forward a few steps and stood in front of him, a faint fragrance of herbs and herbs wafted into his nostrils, although the smell was mild, it made Mu Zhongzi's eyebrows twitch.

Sure enough, he was injured, and the injury was not serious. Otherwise, a strong man with the right way can recover his spiritual power in one turn, so why use medicine?

Lian Chulun said that he was hurt because of me, in order to find a bodhi tree for him to suppress evil spirits?

His heart was complicated and unspeakable for a moment, and his heart throbbed with pain.

It seems that ever since he realized his identity and realized the hidden feelings behind Bai Xingyuan's actions since meeting him, he can no longer look at this person as a bystander.

This person who paid a lot to find his senior brother.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to calm down, and said, "Let me see your injury."

Only then did Bai Xingyuan realize the reason for his visit, and she subconsciously pressed the belt she just fastened, still annoyed at who leaked the secret, and said in a flat tone: "It's nothing, it's just a small injury, it's almost healed .”

The corner of Mu Chongzi's mouth twitched, "A wound that hasn't healed in ten years is considered a minor injury?"

Bai Xingyuan still shook her head stubbornly, "It's almost over, it's fine."

Mu Chongzi didn't speak anymore, he directly reached out and grabbed his skirt, about to pull it open.

Bai Xingyuan stretched out a hand to grab his wrist, trying to stop him, but Mu Chongzi exerted a lot of force, and for a moment the two of them put their hands on each other, pulling them together.

Bai Xingyuan couldn't bear to hurt him, so she didn't dare to use all her strength, Mu Chongzi got the upper hand for a while, seeing that the skirt of her clothes was about to be ripped off, Bai Xingyuan finally couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother!"

Mu Chongzi paused.

Bai Xingyuan yelled out a word, and was stunned for a moment, and there was no movement.

Mu Chongzi hooked her lips and smiled, "Since I called senior brother, then senior brother wants to see your wound, will you show it?"

When the words fell, he didn't wait for him to answer, and tore open the skirt of his tightly covered clothes.

In an instant, the pupils shrank.

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"When I Discovered the Emperor's True Face" (Title pending change)

Long Guiyin always thought that the emperor targeted him because he was afraid that he, a prince of the opposite sex, would seek power and usurp the throne, and wanted to cut down the feudal clan as an excuse.

It wasn't until his ability to belong to the listening dragon came back that his cognition collapsed.

He went to court—

The emperor said in his heart: "My jade pendant is newly carved today, look at me!"

The emperor said: "King Zhao, I don't think your jade pendant is satisfactory. I should change it based on my standard."

Long Guiyin: "..."

He went on an outing—

The emperor said in his heart: "I learned a new set of footwork yesterday, which is rigorous, generous and steady. I want to show him!"

The emperor said: "Since it's an outing, riding in a carriage and sedan chair is unnecessary. King Zhao can go on foot."

Long Guiyin: "..."

Later, the emperor twisted his waist in a concave shape and was bedridden.

The emperor said in his heart: "Resolutely don't let him see my embarrassing appearance, I am so beautiful!"

The emperor said: "Only King Zhao is not allowed to step into the palace!"

Long Guiyin: "..."

I was such a fool for thinking you were up to something.

Real Dragon Lord Gong vs Human Race Emperor Shou

The prince is a real dragon, a listening dragon who listens to everything

Low magic, slightly fantasy, main attack