Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Ye Yunlan stood under the umbrella supported by Shen Shu, took a quiet look at Rong Ran, and walked away.

Rong Ran didn't seem to have it at all? Feeling Ye Yunlan's indifference, there was still a gentle smile on her pale face.

He stared fascinatedly at Ye Yunlan's whole body, as if he wanted to see through every inch of Ye Yunlan's skin and inner body through his clean white clothes.

His gaze was really too presumptuous, Shen Shu paused his steps slightly, and the light from the end of his eyes swept towards Rong Ran, giving him a deep warning look, raised his right hand that was not holding an umbrella, and made a gesture of pinching his neck.

Rong Ran's smile finally froze, remembering the experience of being tortured by Shen Shu stepping on the soles of his feet two years ago, he never figured out where Shen Shu's strange power came from, but he still swallowed instinctively and did not continue to entangle , Watching the backs of the master and apprentice go away.

They are one tall and the other low, with a difference of about half a head, and they share the same umbrella, looking very close.

And this intimacy should belong to him.

Rong Ran stood alone in the drizzle holding an umbrella, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

He stretched out his hand to caress his left chest, and clenched it slightly, the slight pain brought by the swimming Gu worms inside made him feel at ease?

His nightingale was coming back to him.he thinks.

And? Shen Shu—who dared to humiliate him like this in Tianchi Mountain back then, but this time in the Nether Secret Realm, he must die without a place to bury him!

There was a thunderclap across the sky, reflecting Rongran's pale complexion, and the figure that was fading away in his eyes.

……

Zhanxing City is very lively, divided into two cities of heaven and earth.

The "Tiancheng" of Zhanxing City is entered through the Zhanxing Bridge, which is invisible to ordinary people. The monks in the two continents of Dongzhou and Southern Xinjiang traded with each other.

In the dungeon, mortals and practitioners live together, and private fighting is forbidden in the dungeon, otherwise the city guard will forcibly stop it.

The Lord of Zhanxing City is rumored to be a strong man who transcends the mortal body. Although he is not famous in the heaven list, most people want to give this Lord some face.

What Ye Yunlan wanted this time was only one kind of soul-inducing flower in the Nether Secret Realm, but he saw some in Tianluofang? It was a good magic weapon and spell, and he bought it with Lingshi, which was enough to deal with all kinds of emergencies in the secret realm. I bought a power fence to cover many troubles.

After the market was over, the two went straight to the dungeon, looking for a restaurant for lunch.

Compared with Tiancheng, the dungeon has more smoke and fire in the mortal world, and there are shouts and hawkers everywhere, and cultivators mostly gather in Tiancheng, which is rich in aura, and it is difficult to see one or two in the dungeon for a long time.

"Sweet cakes for sale! Mung bean cakes, red bean cakes, and pea cakes are all there. Sesame cakes, walnut cakes, and red date cakes are all-inclusive. Don't miss them when you pass by!"

Shen Shu paused, tilted his head and said with a low smile: "I just got hungry, I want to buy some sweet cakes, Master will try it later."

As he spoke, he handed the umbrella to Ye Yunlan and walked up to talk with the store owner.

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly and took the umbrella.

The breeze blew through the white gauze on the fence, and the slanting rain was blowing, and he felt a subtle chill.

The air in southern Xinjiang in the early spring is warm, humid and hot. Ordinary people don't feel cold. It is because of his long illness that his health is far worse than that of ordinary people.

Next to the pastry shop is a fortune-telling booth. Behind the table sits an old man in gray robes slowly fanning a cattail fan. Next to him is a white flag with a few lines of big characters dripping with ink, "The iron mouth is straight to tell three lives? Things, the origin of fate." Know it all."

I also saw a few words written on the cattail fan of the old way, "Does love count?".

Ye Yunlan didn't believe in fate at first, but later she had to believe it.It's just that although he believes, he is not deluded. He has passed the time of delusional obsession.He returned to this world empty-handed, and he was already prepared to meet his end.

Therefore, he only glanced at the fortune-telling booth, then looked away.

It's just that the old Taoist fan with the cattail leaf fan stopped his movements at some point, stroked his long beard, and smiled at Ye Yunlan: "Benefactor, the poor Taoist sees that you are destined, but I don't know if the benefactor is interested. Let the poor Taoist Make a fortune for you?"

In the busy city with bright eyes, the voice of the old man still came to his ears, very clear.

Ye Yunlan was slightly startled, and was about to refuse, but the old Taoist sighed suddenly and sang: "Eternal life is hard to solve the worries in the heart, looking around is the sorrow of leaving, whoever is in Huangquan Luyao, the past should be remembered in the heart!"

Ye Yunlan was silent for a while, and walked over with an umbrella.

He asked: "How does the Taoist priest need to calculate? Can he need to be born? The horoscope."

"The poor Taoist calculates in his own mind." The old Taoist blinked, but he did not rush to make up his mind, he stretched out his hand, and said, "Please trouble the hexagram, a copper coin."

Ye Yunlan took out a copper coin and put it into the hands of the old Taoist. The old Taoist tossed the copper coin and clasped his palms together. He didn't even ask him about his birthday or what he wanted to do. He just pushed a blank piece of paper in front of his eyes. Said: "Write down what you think, just one word."

Ye Yunlan wrote one word and pushed it back.

The old Taoist picked up the paper and took a close look at it. His appearance was too serious. He didn't talk about gossip, six lines and Zhou Yi. Those who knew him knew he was telling fortunes, but those who didn't know thought he was admiring some book.

After watching for a long while, the old man frowned and touched his beard, and accidentally pulled one off, causing him to bark his teeth in pain.

"Benefactor, the words you wrote don't match your appearance..."

Ye Yunlan was noncommittal after hearing this.

The word he wrote on the paper was - "Devil".

"That's all, that's all." After shaking his head and sighing, the old Taoist picked up a brush and hurriedly wrote a few words on the back, rolled it up, and handed it back to Ye Yunlan.

"This is the solution to what the benefactor wants to calculate, and the benefactor should observe it for himself."

At this moment, Shen Shu had already bought the pastry back.

He glanced at the fortune teller and Ye Yunlan suspiciously, then smiled again: "Master, you are still interested in hexagrams? This apprentice has also studied this a little bit, so go back and give Master a try."

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly, unfolded the note in her hand, and looked down, but what she saw was a song: "I have always had a limited life, and it is easy to be fascinated when I wait for a leisurely parting. It is better to take pity if you are full of mountains and rivers and thoughts of far away." The person in front of you." Zhu stared at him for a while, silently put the note back into his sleeve, and said to Shen Shu, "Let's go."

After the two of them got away from the fortune-telling stall, the gray-robed old man quietly raised his hand, wiped the sweat from his head, and muttered to himself, "It's so strange, why are there such gods, ghosts, and monsters born before the catastrophe of heaven and earth... ..."

……

Near noon, the two sat down by the window on the second floor of a restaurant called "Yue Lai Ju".

Shen Shu ordered a few refreshing dishes for Ye Yunlan, and spread out the pastries he just bought.

When the dishes came, they were a dish of boiled cabbage, a dish of emerald tofu, and a dish of crispy lotus root with sweet-scented osmanthus, all of which were in line with Ye Yunlan's taste.

Ye Yunlan picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly, but Shen Shu had long since been hungry, so he just picked up a piece of pastry and looked at Ye Yunlan's face while eating. ".

The mortals downstairs are noisy, I don't know when a few monks with long swords on their backs, who are just in time to practice Qi? Cultivators who have not reached Bigu, gather around a table, eat vegetables and drink.

Those monks had enough internal breath, although they didn't deliberately, their voices were still louder than ordinary people, and they spread far upstairs.

"Have you heard about Tianchi Mountain?"

One person interfaced: "Of course I've heard about it. Two years ago, among them was the Divine Weapon and the Demon Emperor Sword, which enabled Prince Yaori to break through and transform into a mortal being. Now, a shocking treasure has been born in it. The name is unknown, but it has already attracted Yaori's attention. Fighting against the Xingyue and Xingyue emperors." Some people wondered: "Xingyue Dynasty? Since the Xingyue Crown Prince was abolished by Prince Ye, and the Sun's army broke through the seven cities in the Xingyue East Realm, the Xingyue Dynasty has been difficult to resist. Is there any spare energy to compete with Yaori?"

Another person interjected: "The stars and the moon have stretched for thousands of years, so how can they have no background to hide, maybe they are just showing weakness to the enemy, and I heard that there seems to be something wrong within the Yaori Dynasty. Prince Ye and his father have some problems? Seems to have different opinions..."

He lowered his voice. After all, some things were too sensitive. Even if he was far away in southern Xinjiang, he couldn't speak freely without any scruples.

The atmosphere was dull for a while.

Someone made a statement to change the subject.

"Xizhou is becoming more and more chaotic. It just so happened that I left Xizhou this time and went eastward to avoid disaster. I didn't expect that the cave of Emperor Youming was opened. If I want to come here, I should have a chance to come here. , Ladies and gentlemen, to celebrate this, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Amidst the sound of cups colliding, a gorgeous and deep light suddenly rose from a distant place, and an incomparably majestic spiritual power emanated from that direction.

The token of the disciple of the sect was slightly hot, there should be something inside? The message came, Ye Yunlan didn't take it out for a closer look, but just stopped the chopsticks, looked out the window, and said calmly.

"The Nether Secret Realm has opened."

……

Ten miles outside Zhanxing City, there is a Wangyou Pool. At this moment, the beam of light in the secret realm is generated from it. A majestic, ancient and mysterious gate is looming above the pool.

Monks from all over the world have gathered around Wangyoutan, and there are many of them.It was the monks from various sects that Ye Yunlan had met in the Tianchi Mountain Discussion Association, including Mozong, Tanqingzong, and Tingyu Pavilion... Therefore, the place is very close to southern Xinjiang, and people from some ancient tribes in southern Xinjiang also came. There are many, and there are many casual cultivators.

Ye Yunlan saw a lot of familiar people in it, and couldn't help but rejoice that she was wearing a fence this time. Even so, she still noticed that many eyes were wandering on the disciples of Tianzong.

Rong Ran stood in front of the Tianzong disciples.

He looked more confident than before he set off, and his beauty was as bright as a pearl.

He held a jade slip in his hand.

This slip was sent by that person, and it recorded the general situation in the Nether Secret Realm, which made his plan more successful.

He didn't wonder why the Nether Secret Realm hadn't been born yet, and that person was able to understand its situation. After all, that person was famous for his astrology calculations, so it wasn't surprising that he could predict such information.

He was very fortunate that he was rescued by that person in Tianchi Mountain back then, and after that many materials for refining Acacia Gu were found by that person under his prayer.

Rong Ran glanced at the tall and beautiful monk standing in front of the disciples of the Tanqing Sect.

I haven't seen him for two years, but Xu Qingyue is still dressed like a sword cultivator, and she doesn't fit in with the other disciples of the Tanqing Sect.

However, he heard that Xu Qingyue had been annulled by that person.

Rong Ran smiled slightly.

The number one beauty on the Tianji list back then was nothing more than that.

Seeing monks galloping into the secret realm one after another, and disciples of Tianzong arriving one after another, Rong Ran felt that he could not waste any more time, so he opened his mouth and said.

"My colleagues, the secret realm has been opened, and we will enter to explore it, but before that, as the suzerain's personal pass, I need to tell you a few more points."

"In the secret realm, you must not hurt your fellow sect, you must not compete with your fellow sect, and you must not quarrel with expatriates without reason. Violators will be dealt with according to the sect's rules!"

Rongran's voice softened, and he began to make arrangements.

"As far as I know, there are three floors in the secret realm of the Netherworld. Cultivators will be scattered when they enter it, but the first two floors of the secret realm are not tested very much. It is not until the third floor that the real treasures of the cave are located, and the entrance to the third floor There is only one, and we will gather there at that time to explore the Nether Great Emperor's cave."

As soon as the words fell, he glanced at Ye Yunlan vaguely in his eyes, and immediately led his disciples into the gate of the secret realm.

Ye Yunlan didn't notice his eyes, and didn't listen to what he said.Instead, he and Shen Shu walked at the end, keeping a distance from many disciples.

Before entering, Ye Yunlan said something to Shen Shu.

"Pay attention to your mind."

Shen Shu nodded slightly.

While Ye Yunlan was concentrating on observing the front, he quietly opened his arms to protect Ye Yunlan's whole body.

Not even Rong Ran? To be clear, but Ye Yunlan knows that the first layer of the Nether Secret Realm is a realm of illusion, full of confusing things.

Ye Yunlan had already squeezed a heart-cleaning talisman in her hand, and was ready to crush the talisman if she found something wrong, and use the power of the talisman to break through the illusion, rather than distracting her mind and making the injury possible.

Even with his 300-year steadfastness of mind and soul, he can survive most illusions without any problem.

As soon as I entered the secret realm, I heard the sound of surging water.

A wide river crossed in front, the river water was turbid yellow.

He was in a huge sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and the bright red petals were scorching and blooming like filaments, as gorgeous as blood.

The sea of ​​flowers separated the two sides, and a winding path stretched forward, with snow-white bones scattered on both sides.

When the path reaches the river bank, it becomes an arched bone bridge, spanning the river bank.

Ye Yunlan looked around, but there was no sign of other people, and she knew that she had fallen into an illusion.

He was about to crush the pure heart charm in his hand, but at the end of his blurred vision, he saw a dark figure on the bridge, which was vaguely familiar.

There was a movement in his hands.

Then walked over.

There was a man sitting on the railing beside the bone bridge, with a hideous ghost mask on his face, and his eyes were redder like blood than the Bianhua flowers all over the ground.

He sat there sideways, in a nonchalant posture, looking at Huangquan Biluo, and he didn't know how long he had looked at it, and how long he had waited.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head, with a low voice and a smile.

"Elder Immortal, you have come to find me."

The author has something to say: [Note]: Intercepted from Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"