Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

When Luo Yuqing walked back to the cultivator's place in Tingyu Pavilion in a daze, suddenly a closed black gold fracture fan blocked her face.

"Fellow Daoist, stay here."

The voice of the person holding the folding fan was elegant and gentle, like clear springs and flowing water. Luo Yuqing raised her head, and saw a handsome monk in white clothes standing in front of her, with stars in her eyes.

She looked into the deep black eyes of the other party, and suddenly her whole body trembled, she woke up from the trance, and the indescribable fear lingering in her heart faded away like a tide.She looked back, but saw that the person she spoke to just now had gone far away, and a young man in black was walking beside him.

At first, there was a little confusion on her face, but soon it turned into fear, she turned her head, and recognized that the person in front of her was the young master of the Tianji Pavilion who had a relationship with her several times, and she couldn't help saying: "How much? Thank you, young master Help, otherwise Yuqing will almost enter the heart? "

Chen Weiyuan still stared at the two people in the distance, and said with a slight smile: "It's just a few trivial things, don't you fellow daoists? You must keep them in mind."

Luo Yuqing still had lingering fears in her heart, "Does the Young Pavilion Master recognize those two people? Especially the black-clothed monk who just walked out of the Heavenly Steps, his eyes seem to be able to confuse people's hearts and souls. What's more, he will be able to reach the top of the Heavenly Steps within ten days. It is really unprecedented. But such a character, Yuqing has never heard of it before."

Chen Weiyuan said: "I am familiar with my teacher. The apprentice he took in has met several times, but today, he gave me many surprises." He retracted the folding fan, tapped the palm of his hand, and pressed his lips against it. Smile, showing a little meaningful.

……

As soon as Ye Yunlan stepped onto the mountain path, Shen Shu approached and said, "Master, the road down the mountain is long, let me give you a ride."

"Oh?" Ye Yunlan tilted her head, showing a hint of surprise on her face, "Have you learned how to control a sword?"

Generally speaking, apart from certain secret arts and Taoism, the only way for a swordsman to practice is to practice the sword. Only after the natal spirit sword can one control the sword. Since the day Shen Shu practiced the sword, Ye Yunlan has been collecting materials to create an excellent spirit sword for Shen Shu. The sword, and the materials at the Tonglingjian Cultivation Fair have finally been collected, and the casting can be started after returning to the sect?

Shen Shu said: "I got some Taoism inheritance from the ascending steps, and I can fly with the sword for a while." He formed a seal with his palms, and the iron in his hand gave off a spiritual light, floating in front of the two of them, and at the same time, a sword light spewed out from the sword , enough for two people to stand on top.

Shen Shu jumped onto the blade of the sword, bent over and stretched out his hand towards Ye Yunlan, "Come."

The hands of youth are broad and strong?Mo hair long eyes, deep eyes.

Ye Yunlan glanced at it quietly, raised her hand to hold it, was pulled up by Shen Shu, and quickly stood still on the flying sword.

"Although this mortal iron can still fly with the sword for a short time," Shen Shu stood behind him, and said with a low smile, "but, I still look forward to the spirit sword that Master made for me the most..."

The low-pitched laughter made Ye Yunlan's body slightly stiff.

His fingertips hanging by his side were stiff and curled up, and he said lightly, "Don't you? Do you mean you want to eat almond cake? Hurry up."

Shen Shu laughed again, before saying, "Okay."

Feijian's spiritual light flickered, drawing a long mark in the void.

Although Tianchi Mountain has an air ban, it only requires that the flying height of the magic weapon cannot exceed a hundred feet above the ground.Under Shen Shu's control, Fantie's long sword flitted across the mountain road at lightning speed, and the cold wind blew his robes, making him slightly cold, but in the next moment, Shen Shu's hands were wrapped around his waist? Turn into a barrier to isolate the cold wind.

Feijian has reached the maximum height of Tianchi Mountain, surrounded by pale white mist, overlooking from the air, you can see the winding mountain road, and the willows and flowers beside the mountain road.

Shen Shu said: "When the apprentice has his own natal spirit sword in the future and cultivates the real way of controlling the sword, he can take the master to fly in the air for a long time. I know the master doesn't like to travel far, but it's better to go to Zangxiu Peak to leave Yanhui Peak is not far away, and there is a Valley of Red Flame Flowers in it, where the flowers bloom gorgeously in spring, if you look down from a high altitude, it should be a very beautiful view."

Ye Yunlan didn't speak?

He remembered that a long time ago, he also flew with a sword.

But, that was a long, long time ago.

At that time, he and Mozun had lived in seclusion in Zhongzhou for more than ten years.

Their identities were exposed and they were besieged and killed by Xianmen.

The Mozun was seriously injured, so he led Yujian out of the net laid by the fairy gate.

The opponent hugged his waist tightly with both hands, resting his head on his shoulder.

The cold wind was bitter, but the blood that slowly seeped into the clothes on his shoulders was hot.

When he turned his head, he saw that the other person's hair was messily intertwined with his own, almost indistinguishable from each other.

The Asura Sword is a sword of evil killing, with a violent temper, except for the Demon Lord, no one else can even touch it.

However, Shura Sword did not reject him.

Mozun's chest rose and fell, and his bloody breath blew into his ears.

Until this time, there was still no panic in this man's voice, as usual, there was a low-pitched joke.

"Does it look good?" Mozun asked.

Standing on the Asura Sword, he saw a golden field spread across the ground to the horizon, which was connected with the orange-red sunset, and the sky and the earth formed a magnificent picture scroll.

So he said softly, "It's pretty."

Mozun said: "You used to live in the sect to practice, after you entered my demon palace, because of my own selfish desires, I taught you to be by my side all the year round. Later, because of me, you were trapped in the Buddha Pagoda for a hundred years." The other party coughed lowly. He continued, "The world is vast, and there are many scenery you have never seen before."

"Immortal head, don't I? After that, how much should you go? See this world."

In the next hundred years, he saw all over the world.

A tender cry suddenly sounded.

"Chirp!"

A small bright yellow fur ball protruded a small head from his collar, and the black peas looked curiously at the flying world around him.

Shen Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled again: "Master, where did this chick come from?"

Ye Yunlan said: "We met by chance in the mountains, I followed up by myself."

Shen Shu: "Master kept him by his side, could it be that he treats him as a pet?"

Ye Yunlan gave a faint "huh"?

"I didn't know that Master had the leisure to keep pets..." Shen Shu pulled the chick out of Ye Yunlan's lapel, "Since it's a pet, can it have a name?"

Ye Yunlan: "Not at all."

Shen Shu said with great interest, "No? How about I give it a name?"

Ye Yunlan: "...It's up to you."

"It's so fluffy and cute," Shen Shu looked at the chick with his hands in his arms, and his tone became more "cute"? A little bit, there was a hint of malicious crimson in his eyes, " No? It’s better to call it a fur ball.”

The little chick fluttered its wings in Shen Shu's hands, and screamed "Jiujiu", as if he was very dissatisfied with the name.

Shen Shu: "Master also thinks this name is wrong, right?"

Ye Yunlan didn't speak, just raised his hand to take the chick back from Shen Shu's hand, and rubbed its fluffy head with his fingertips.

The chick cub rubbed against his palm, and calmed down reluctantly.

The two soon came to the small town under the mountain.

After buying apricot flower cake, they came to a grassland by the lake. Shen Shu sat on the grassland with one leg bent and his long sword by his side. He frowned as he ate it, and commented from time to time: "Sweet? "

"The apricot blossoms have been stored for too long, so they are not fresh enough, and the mung beans are not ground enough."

"The steaming time is not enough, it's not soft enough."

Ye Yunlan sat aside, leaning against the tree trunk, watching Shen Shu quietly.

The mottled tree shadow hit his face, covering his expression.

He held the blue longevity flower that Shen Shu had forced back with his fingertips, and put his other hand on the grass, with the fur ball bouncing around his hand.

After Shen Shu finished eating the last piece of apricot blossom and mung bean cake, he looked over lazily.

"The apricot cake in this mortal town actually doesn't taste very good."

"After returning to the sect, the apprentice will make it for the master himself, okay?"