Prosperous Beauty System

Xie Weiyan, the Taoist Lord of the Demonic Way, stole the Jade Dzi Bead for his sweetheart, and was crushed under the Yin Mountain in the Unknowing Sea.

Flash forward 150 years.

……

The waves of the sea are shining like smoke and water. Looking from a distance, the water and the sky are the same color, which makes people obsessed.

This sea has no name.

A large group of people crowded on the board of the boat, forming a black mass.

The blue sky in the sky was as clear as washing, clean and clear, the huge ship was sailing through the strait, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up on the originally calm sea, stirring up the dark clouds in the sky.

"got windy?"

"What happened?!"

……

People on board were in a state of panic. They were just a group of mortals who crossed the sea from a distant land because the master and young master on board promised a lot of money.

A black wind blew up from the sea, making the sky dark and terrifying.

Nalan Zheng was wearing a wide-sleeved dress, and was lazily leaning on the low table. He heard the sound of the wind beside his ears, and he turned his head and pushed the window open.

The sea waves are rushing and roaring, and from time to time, huge waves are surging.

The crowd had never seen such a terrifying monstrous wave, and they all backed away in shock, and what's more, their legs became weak and they knelt down.

The black wind and huge waves were still roaring, and the thunder and lightning rolled among the dark clouds in the sky, and there were deafening thunderclaps resounding through the sky from time to time.

The sea water splashed on the bow of the ship with a "crash", and there were screams of horror from all around.

"Master! Master!"

The book boy rolled to the door, with snot and tears on his face, extremely embarrassed.

"My lord!" The door was slammed by him.

Nalan Zheng was resting his eyes with his chin closed, when he heard the "bang bang bang" knock on the door, he opened his eyes displeased.

"Get out!"

His eyes are very light ink, and there is a red mark at the end of the eyes, winding towards the forehead, which is very soft and beautiful.

When the book boy heard the voice, he quickly got up and opened his mouth in a panic outside, "My lord! It's not good! It's foggy!"

Nalan Zheng had no expression on his handsome, exotic face. He leaned against the short table again, propped up one long leg, and closed his eyes to rest.

"My lord!" The sea water splashed on the boat, drowning out the voice of the book boy.

Nalanzheng was surrounded by the sound of roaring waves. He was deaf to the sound, and he never thought of saving the mortals on the deck. His indifference was outrageous.

"Bang!" The door of the room was kicked open, and the icy seawater on the boat rushed in.

"Nalan Zheng!" A graceful figure rushed in, with black hair and tall tufts, a body like a swallow, and jade sleeves like flowing clouds fluttering in the wind, making her peach-like face look like a pile of flowers and trees Snow.

"Can you save people?!"

Nalan Zheng slowly opened his eyes, with slender eyebrows and heavy eyes, leaning on the low table with his chin motionless, "Get out."

Quite directly, he did not save.

With an angry look on his face, the visitor drew his sword from the void, and slashed straight at Nalan Zheng. The sword light swept away the frost, freezing the luxurious room like scales and thorns.

"Nalan Zheng! Let me ask you again, can you save me?!"

The blade of the sword was faintly haunted by thunder and lightning, the woman was determined to teach Nalan Zheng a lesson, so she struck mercilessly.

Nalan Zheng didn't sleep last night, and his heart was gloomy. He raised his hand to block it, and from his fingertips, fine starbursts appeared, and the silver-blue fragments dispersed, turning into a folding fan surrounded by water vapor.

"Don't get in my way."

The folding fan opened like a sharp weapon, and the black and white landscape of the world depicted on it was lifelike. A light shot out from the depth of the fan leaf. The woman couldn't dodge in time, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, falling into the icy sea water.

"Nalan Zheng!" There was blood on the corner of her mouth, but she still stubbornly looked up at him, with an attitude that he would never stop until he saved someone.

Nalan Zheng sat lazily on the carved couch, his long sleeves stretched from the edge of the couch, from the corner of his clothes to the boat plank where the sea water spread, he didn't care.

"If you want to save, just go and save, why bother to beg me." His voice was like rain, not as cold as his people.

Sitting in the water, Ke Yan burst into tears, "Second brother! You know that my cultivation is not enough!" She cried and burst into tears, "If you don't save people, it will be too late."

Nalan Zheng sighed softly, "Shut up."

Ke Yan is still crying.

Nalan Zheng took his magic weapon and flew away in the form of light, as if there were stars flashing across the sky in the distance.

Ke Yan quickly stood up from the water, the teardrops in the corners of her eyes were hanging on her eyelashes, looking a little funny.

The waves were roaring, about to overturn the ship, the giant ship was crumbling, and it seemed that it would sink to the bottom of the sea at any moment.

Nalan Zheng stood in mid-air, with dark clouds and lightning intertwined above his head, and crackling sounds, which sounded like a reminder to his ears, making him frown.

I don't know the sea is causing trouble for no reason, it seems that it is coming to Yinshan.

Nalan Zheng didn't care about the mortals on board, he always regarded them as ants, so how could he rescue them?Only his silly sister Nalan Keyan would think so.

At the beginning, I didn't know that Hai just wanted to give the giant ship a warning and let them leave quickly. Later, seeing that the giant ship had no intention of leaving, he became furious, set off huge waves, overturned the ship in the sea, and crushed it mercilessly.

The huge ship sank, and the cries of mortals for help were completely drowned out.Nalan Zheng's eyes fell on the place where the giant ship sank, and saw a circle of light slowly rising there, trying to protect Ke Yan who was soaked and unconscious inside, so he looked away.

"Roar!"

The waves surged and rose, gradually turning into a [-]-meter-long silver dragon. The scales of the silver dragon were fine and smooth, shining silver light under the eerie sky, roaring against Nalan Zheng who was standing in mid-air.

【leave here! 】

Nalan Zheng holds a fan in his right hand, and the landscape picture on the fan leaf is lifelike, and the few plum blossom branches depicted in it have dark red light flashing faintly.

He leaned forward and smiled slightly, the coldness between his brows seemed to turn into reality, "Leave?"

In the next second, the sword energy around him rose to the sky, and silver-blue shattered lights surged out, turning into thousands of sharp swords behind him.

Nalan Zheng put away the folding fan, "Let's fight, don't talk nonsense."

……

Nalan Zheng's actions in Unknowing Sea were too big, and soon spread to the ears of troublemakers in the clan.

The troublemaker flicked his long sleeves, walked out of the mountain gate, summoned the cranes, and flew towards the sea of ​​clouds.

This is land thousands of miles away from the unknown sea.

On the Taishu Huanfu Mansion, across the misty mountains and through the sea of ​​clouds, you can see several resplendent palaces standing on the edge of the cliff, and a few arm-thin ropes are connected in the clouds. When you look up, there are more than a dozen magnificent palaces. The majestic palace falls on the cloud cliff.

There are cliffs everywhere here, unless Feihe leads the way, or if one's own cultivation is too high, otherwise, even the sea of ​​clouds cannot be climbed.

A few snow-white flying cranes flitted across the sky, and the troublemaker stood at the foot of the mountain, touched the flying crane beside him, "Go, pass the letter to the Fujun."

Feihe bowed his head, spread his beautifully curved wings, flapped his wings, and flew along the fairy ladder.There are ten thousand and one steps in the fairy ladder, there are moss on the steps, thick fog surrounds the surroundings, and there are iron chains and shackles, no one can enter unless there is a transmission from the lord.

The good-for-nothing person was so anxious that he didn't care about government regulations, so he sent Feihe away with a letter.

The flying crane passed through the sea of ​​clouds, flapped its wings a few times, and landed on the cloud platform on the edge of the cliff.There is a pavilion on the Yuntai, the carved beams and painted buildings are lingering in smoke, and there are peach blossom forests around, as if you have entered a fairyland by mistake.

The two children walked upright, stepping up to the cloud platform with their hands folded. They were wearing flowing cloud-style wide-sleeved costumes, with delicate dark patterns embroidered on the corners of their clothes.

These are two golden boys and jade girls wearing double-ringed buns.

Dark clouds gradually rose in the clouds, and the drizzle fell, with a lingering meaning.The golden boy and jade girl paused in their footsteps, raised her face, and felt the drizzle on her body, only then did she vaguely remember that it was Misty Rain in April.

……

On the mountain trails, the morning fog and the low temperature of the rain make everyone passing by feel cold.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Su Mo walked step by step along the mossy steps towards the cloud pavilion on the top of the peak. He looked indifferent, wearing a magic crown, and a white-breasted Taoist robe complemented his slender figure.

This is Taishu Huanfu, the only drizzle in the past hundred years.

There is a plaque on the cloud pavilion with a word standing on it. The new pavilion is named "Shan". The name of the word seems to express the heart of the monk standing in the cloud pavilion.

Holding his fan, Su Mo went to the cloud platform, and saw flying cranes passing by from a distance. In the sea of ​​clouds, it seemed that there was a golden light flying up, and then leisurely falling down.

The golden boy and jade girl passed by holding the letter, and saw Su Mo standing alone on the veranda, slowly closing his umbrella.

"I have seen Yanli Daojun."

Su Mo turned his head, with black hair and black eyebrows, against his white Taoist robe that was not stained with dust, it was as beautiful as the morning glow.

"Where is the Fujun?" He asked, as plain as this continuous drizzle.

"On the Linglong Pagoda." The golden boy and the jade girl made a bow, "Yanli Daojun can go with the two of us."

Su Mo looked at the bamboo slips in Jintong's hand, and left with the two of them.

The Linglong Bridge under the Linglong Pagoda is crumbling with iron chains and ropes, and it is a hundred meters away from the Linglong Pagoda.

At this time, several monks walked by on the bridge, all of them had black hair and Taoist robes, holding golden and jade artifacts on their arms, looking from a distance, it was like frost hitting their faces.

"Daoist Yanli." When the monks passed by Su Mo, they stopped and bowed.

Su Mo nodded.

The monk left, leaving only a frosty back.

Jin Tong said, "The monks in the Void Spiritual Realm have frequently asked for an interview these days, what's the reason?"

Taishu Huanfu and Taixu Lingjing are side by side, one mansion is located on the cliff of the sea of ​​clouds, and the other is hidden in the vast sea, both of which are famous for their solemnity and seriousness in this world.

Su Mo turned around with the umbrella in hand, stepped on the Linglong Bridge and headed towards the Linglong Tower without answering.

The red candles in the tower are burning, burning on the corner wall, in a trance in the sea of ​​flames.

Bright lamps lit with faint blue light were placed on the stacked stone steps. Lord Taishu stepped forward and held up a lamp that flickered on and off. The lamp was different, burning bright orange firelight.

Mr. Taishufu rubbed his fingers on the lamp, and under the burning candlelight, his back stretched very long on the ground, like his long sleeves winding on the ground.

"150 years..." he whispered.

150 years, I don't know where his silly sister reincarnated?Did she ever hate herself in her heart?Do you still love that man.

There is no answer to everything, and reincarnation is like a lamp going out, just like the life lamp in his hand, it belongs to the man she loves.

The author has something to say: Demon Lord Xie Weiyan = the full moon in the previous world = the protagonist

His sweetheart = the heroine of this world

Now the story begins: Xie Weiyan, the Taoist Lord of the Demonic Way, stole the Jade Dzi Bead to heal his sweetheart's wounds. Unexpectedly, the matter was revealed and he was crushed under the shadowy mountain in the unknown sea for 150 years.

150 years later, his sweetheart's nephew, Nalan Zheng, took his younger sister Nalan Keyan to release Xie Weiyan from the shadowy mountain.

And his original sweetheart died because of saving him, and now he is suffering from reincarnation.

Xie Weiyan is the protagonist from the beginning to the end, and there is no half-way plot. Although the system does not appear, it must be remembered that it exists.

In other words, although there is no system or task in the story, the protagonist has a task, and he is an acting king.