Save the world with a plot

Things like getting rid of evil spirits have never been delayed without delay.Because the evil qi stays in the body for a moment, it means that it will corrode the mind and Dao heart a little more.

So Xuan Xing and Lingxi immediately set off for the Baopu faction, and in Li Xiaowan's voice of "Brother Xuan, ying ying ying", they left the words "I will come back" (wait for the protagonist to come over in three years), and waved their sleeves completely Farewell to Huyang City.

As for the shock and brainstorm of the Huyang City Lord after hearing the name Xuan Xing, and John Li and Li Xiaowan's limited common sense and ignorance of the profound meaning of the name "Xuan Xing", they still went to Shang Xuan Zong San because of the burden of the other party's three characters "Xuan Xing". The annual Zongmen general election is waiting for the return of the savior/sweetheart... These are all things for later.

Now Xuan Xing only feels that he really shouldn't resolutely reject the "escort" of the Li brothers and sisters because he thought it was a waste of time and trouble, otherwise he wouldn't have to be alone with Lingxi now.

When reading the text, Lingxi is one of the few girls that Xuan Ying admires. In reality... well, she can advance and retreat freely, calmly, and just right, and she is also the type that Xuan Ying admires. She is a good partner who can discuss Taoism and research together. have?

If the premise is not that the original body and Lingxi have a beautiful past.

Xuan Xing stepped on the flying sword, one step behind Ling Xi, as if admiring the magnificent rivers and mountains of the continent under his feet.

The little demon stuffed in his arms jumped out, and was immediately pushed back by Xuan Xing's hand.

Little Demon Race: "..." Presumptuous!It stomped and kicked frantically.

Xuan Xing's expression became a little weird, the little demon was kicking and kicking in his arms, although it didn't hurt, but it kept rubbing against his body...

Little thing, he hasn't forgiven you yet!Just rebel against him!It seems that I must tell you a bedside story at night to let you know why the flowers are so red.

As for now-

Xuan Xing stretched his hand into his bosom, and as soon as the spiritual energy was sent, the little demon who was stepping on the tatami became a stiff and immobile little demon.

Little Demon Race: "..."

Lingxi who was in front suddenly turned around, hesitated for a while before speaking, "Senior Brother Xuanying, don't let your emotions fluctuate at this time."

Xuan Xing: "..." What did he do?He just froze a little idiot and let it be still.

After thousands of words, Xuan Xing had no choice but to swallow a mouthful of blood, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Thank you for reminding me, Junior Sister."

The Baopu faction is indeed very close to Huyang City, tens of thousands of miles is nothing in the eyes of monks.

The court resignation among the colorful clouds in Huyang, Wanli Baopu arrives in one day.

When the sky was full of clouds and clouds, two flying swords, one green and one white, pierced the sky, and flew down in front of the majestic and majestic Fukong Mountain.

The fairy mist curls up, and there are various sword lights shuttling inside, which is a prosperous atmosphere.

Lingxi held the saber in the air and closed it in vain, the radiant pattern moved, and the two stepped on the sword together.

Along the way, many people greeted Lingxi respectfully.

What is Ruming Junior Brother, Ruchu Junior Sister, etc., a series of tall, rich, handsome and beauties who were supposed to be slapped in the face by the protagonist in the treasure hunt in the future? It's over.

Now, what he is most curious about is that Lingxi is only acquainted with the Baopu sect because of the relationship between Jiuxuzong and the Baopu sect, so why does he seem to know the Baopu sect clearly.

Xuan Xing found out something inexplicably after meeting the rumored good friend of Huyang City Lord Zhuma Zhuma, the head of the Baopu faction.

"Junior Sister Lingxi used to be an ordinary layman?" No wonder he gave the elder ceremony to Huyang City Lord, who was a small realm lower than himself.Feelings are a good friend of a dear father.

"When I was ten years old, Master passed by Baopu Sect and accepted me as an apprentice. It has been more than forty years now." Lingxi said without much emotion.

Ascetics, how many relatives.

When we first got along, the current head of Baopu was also very restrained because of his low level of consonance.He obviously wanted to take a look at his daughter's rumored partner (Xuan Xing himself), but he couldn't say anything under the pressure of his realm.Thinking about it is also heartbreaking.

In this human race practicing Taoism, unless there are some big families that have been accumulated for thousands of years, most of the sects are far more important than the family, and the master is far closer than the parents.

Thinking this way, Xuan Xing suddenly touched the little ice sculpture in his arms, and it was like enlightenment for a moment—he couldn't make a contract to bind the little demons, but he could take the little demons as his disciples to bind them!You can definitely borrow half of your luck.

Moreover, the master-student relationship is the most reliable and intimate relationship in the realm of comprehension. Even if the five demon kings of the Demon Realm and the elders find out that the little demon clan has slipped through the net, they can only stare blankly and cannot snatch it back.

As for the cultivation method of the demons...

Three thousand roads, different paths lead to the same goal...

Even if it doesn't work, will Xueba be stumped by such a theoretical problem?Xuan Xing firmly believes that he will definitely raise the little demons a hundred times better than those five big and three rough demon elders!

Then, without the little demons knowing, everything ran wildly in an unknown direction.

Bypassing the main peak of the sect leader, Lingxi and Xuan Xing still walked silently all the way, and soon came to a beautiful mountain behind.

The two retracted their flying swords at the same time to show their respect for the strong, and climbed up the mountain in an inch.

In front of a rustling bamboo grove behind him, Xuan Xing met the Supreme Elder Master Yintai who had only revealed his name in "The Supreme of the Three Realms".

It's completely different from what I imagined. It's not a middle-aged face that reveals its majesty, nor is it a childlike face with white hair and white eyebrows.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

The man was tall and tall, and was painting happily in the gazebo. At this time, he raised his head slightly and said lightly: "You are here."

Xuan Xing glanced down at the drawing paper on the case, it was the cloudy sky at sunset just a moment ago, the eternal red sun, and the eternal sky.

Things have changed and stars have changed, and the sea has changed. The long years have transformed this land from a hermit in the mountains to a blessed site.

Time passes by like a fleeting horse, and there is no way to pursue it; the surroundings are like a dream, which will eventually disappear.Only this heaven and earth are eternal, and this Taoism will last forever.How not to be obsessed and willing to devote your whole life?

I seek the Tao, not for longevity, not for being strong, not for being bullied by others, not for protecting the present, but because "Tao" is the way, which has dazzled people and fascinated people, and fascinated them.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.

"Xuan Xing?" Lingxi called softly.

Yintai had put down the wolf hair in his hand, "He has a sudden enlightenment from looking at the picture, he doesn't know when he will wake up, I'm here to protect him, you can leave first."

Lingxi was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Thank you, Master." Finally, he took a deep look at Xuanying.

Time is like flowing water, Xuan Xing seems to be in the vast starry sky, and the traces of the world's numerology seem to be clearly visible and within reach.

Yin Tai walked to his side and smiled softly, "It turns out that I really walked the same way as me, and you are the first."

After he finished speaking, he put away the scroll, and the brushwork that coincided with the Dao of Heaven returned to the darkness.

Three months later, Xuan Xing was still unresponsive to everything around him like an old monk in meditation.

Yintai came to the gazebo in front of Xuanying every day to play the qin and paint, and he lived up to the words of the Dharma protector.On the way, Lingxi also came several times, until another month later, it was time to return to the clan.

She came to Xuan Xing's side, stood there with downcast eyes for a long time, and finally said: "Brother Xuan Xing, farewell." Turning to look at Yin Tai, "Brother will entrust the master, Lingxi will inform Shang Xuanzong, and come People don't need to worry about it."

When Qingli's figure disappeared into the sky, Yin Tai smiled ambiguously, "Need to be so careful and threaten me with the whole Shang Xuanzong? Right?"

As he spoke, he touched the beautiful little demon that he took out from Xuan Xing's arms.

The little demon lay in Yin Tai's palm without making a sound. Obviously Yin Tai didn't need him to respond. After pulling the little monster's hair, he stuffed him back into Xuan Xing's arms.

From the contract, he sensed that the other party's realm was rising, and he also absorbed part of the cold aura from the contract when the other party's epiphany came, but the little demons who had waited for so long and still hadn't woken up were still very irritable.

It pawed the ground, jumped up, and Xuan Xing's face was blurred (...) Suddenly he stopped, touched the stomach that the other party's lips had slid over, and felt a little comfortable.

It tapped the opponent's reddish lips with its small short paws. It was soft, moist and warm, and it couldn't help stretching its paws inward.

Thanks to the intrepid speed of Yuanying's cultivation base, Xuan Xing will not face the dilemma of spitting blood when he wakes up.

When it came to its senses, it was already sitting on Xuan Xing's lap in human form.

He looked at his body with some doubts, then at his fingers, at the red lips that were attached to them, his eyes darkened, he stuck out his tongue, and licked his lower lip.

Somewhat hot.

After absorbing so much ice aura, why is it still hot?

He didn't understand, but he would instinctively rub against Xuan Xing's body, as if there was a kind of extreme joy waiting for him, it was more comfortable than sucking this person's aura, what was it?

He will soon find out.

boom--

The little black dumpling fell from mid-air and fell headlong into Xuan Xing's arms. Its facial expression was mixed with a kind of special enjoyment and extreme shock, which made it look so dazed and soft that it made people want to rub it Knead.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Xuan Xing, who was originally in a state of being in the same mood without joy or sorrow, was shot by an arrow in a second, and picked up the little demon and rubbed it violently.

Then, belatedly, he realized that his whole body was a little hot, and his mouth hurt a little. Did he lose control of his body and do something bad when he had an epiphany?

"Congratulations, little friend." Yin Tai, dressed in plain white robes, came galloping from a distance.The eyes at the bottom of the eyes changed, and I just noticed a strange fluctuation at the main peak of the sect leader. Is it the reason for Xuan Xing's breakthrough? It's not like it.

"Thank you for the picture, senior." Although Xuan Xing and Yin Tai, who have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, are already at the same level of cultivation, but the other party is old, and if it weren't for the picture scroll that embraces the beauty of the world, he would not have come so naturally."Senior", he shouted very calmly.

Xuanmen, the practice has always been to communicate with the world.

In the degenerate age like modern times, the will of heaven and earth has weakened, and he is still willing to explore day and night, not because of any Taoist orthodoxy, but because of liking and obsession.

Just like some people like to paint, some people like to smoke, some people like to travel around the world.Just like Archimedes told him to solve the geometry problem before killing him when the iron heel of Rome came, the truth makes people so obsessed.

And after crossing into this world, everything he does seems to be related to the protagonist, so he practiced desperately in order not to be revenged by the protagonist?

Doesn't it violate the original intention and heart?

Sheng Junxiao or something, go to hell!