Prosperous Beauty System

Xie Weiyan was startled, his eyes turned cold, "I don't like joking." He tightened his fingers pinching the monk's neck, "You'd better answer my question quickly."

"I don't like joking either." The young monk said, "You have not recovered from your serious injury, and you cannot escape the detection of the Heaven Sighting Realm."

It is even more impossible to beat him.

Xie Weiyan has a cool medicinal fragrance on his body, which is owned by the unique spiritual plant in the Taixu Spiritual Realm. If a monk takes it, it will flow into the limbs and bones, and even metabolism cannot get rid of this medicinal fragrance.

Xie Weiyan had never been out of the Heavenly Cang Demon Land before meeting Nalan Yanran. He devoted himself to cultivating and did not hear about world affairs. Although he had heard about the Taixu Spiritual Realm, he knew very little about it, otherwise he would not have known the special nature of spiritual plants in the Spiritual Realm. ,

Xie Weiyan's eyes were full of melancholy and indifference, he let go of the monk's neck, and swung the long sword across again.

The monk let him threaten him, and there was no expression on his handsome and calm face.

"I can see the wrinkle between your eyebrows, I think I've seen it somewhere." He spoke next to the monk's ear, his voice was like the sound of jade.

In the Taixu Taoist sect, there are two types of swordsmanship and alchemy among those with lines between their eyebrows, but Xie Weiyan, looking at the faces of young monks, is not one of the sword cultivators and alchemists.

"You are not Taixu's disciple."

Only then did the monk's calm face change, but it was only a little bit, "I'm not a monk in the Void Spiritual Realm, so who is it?"

A cold light flashed across Xie Weiyan's eyes, and the long sword across the monk's neck moved.

"You are neither a human nor a demon, nor a demon cultivator."

In the light of the sword, there seemed to be lightning and thunder, and the crackling thunder stirred up the clouds in the sky outside the ship, and the dark clouds quickly gathered.

The black clouds pressed towards the vast sea, and the water and the sky blended together, making it eerie and terrifying.

A sword startled ten directions, and the frost overflowing from the blade was like scales and thorns, freezing the entire ship.

Xie Weiyan stood above the bow of the ship, his plain white clothes fluttering in the wind, revealing the soft and tight-fitting gorgeous single clothes between his wrists. He held a long sword in his hand, and looked at the young monk who was far away in the vast sea.

"You're a puppet." After a fight, Xie Weiyan raised his jaw slightly and looked at the other party with melancholy and indifferent eyes.

……

The children on the huge ship had no time to escape, the fish in the pond were affected, and they were already frozen by the frost. They stood on the deck one by one like ice sculptures. Although the cold fog was lingering, they could clearly see the terrified faces.

"You can't go."

The young monk didn't have a magic weapon in his hand, and his sword was in Xie Weiyan's hand, so he fought with him empty-handed.

This fight was sweating profusely, Xie Weiyan hadn't met such an opponent for a long time, the wound on his body began to split open, blood had even overflowed, and his heart ached.

"Do you think you can keep me?" He looked at the young monk from a distance with a calm expression, "I am not even afraid of peeking at the sky, let alone a few small Taoist monks."

While speaking, the waves roared, rolling up waves of waves and plunging into the giant ship.

The giant ship was crumbling, and the young monk subconsciously glanced down, feeling worried.

The sky is so terrifying, it is impossible for Luyan, who is far to the north of the vast sea, not to know what is happening here, but Xie Weiyan knows that even if it turns into a starburst and breaks through the sky, it will take a stick of incense.

And the kung fu of this stick of incense is enough for him to deal with the ignorant young monk in front of him.

If it wasn't for him, Xie Weiyan, who was seriously injured and still a puppet, how could he take it seriously?

The two fought again, and the sword light collided with the golden and jade magic weapon, setting off waves.

Xie Weiyan wanted to leave the Void Spirit Realm, he needed a safe identity, and this ship came just in time.Everyone in the world thinks that the Void Spirit Realm is under the vast sea, but Xie Weiyan, who is familiar with Daozang, knows that the entire vast sea is Jiang Lin's place.

……

In the Void Spirit Realm.

Jiang Lin's consciousness was scattered in ten directions. He saw Lu Yan and others, and he also knew what was happening on the sea.

In the past, he had already sent a letter of sword to Lu Yan, asking him to go to help, but now, for some reason, he not only covered up the track for the demon cultivator, but also sent out his own incarnation.

Jiang Lin frowned, and slowly opened his closed eyes, the chill on his body became heavier.

Seeing him waking up, the Daoist who was guarding the side hurriedly bowed and said, "Dao-jun, just now there was a letter from Liutianmu, saying that the heaven-peering realm was blocked by someone, please make a decision."

No wonder there are traces of demon cultivators in the spirit realm. It turned out that something went wrong in the sky-peeping realm, Daotong thought to himself.

Jiang Lin didn't speak, and closed his eyes again, but turned into broken light and left through the sky.

The icy blue starburst was like a shooting star, falling from the layered clouds towards the distant mountain top.

……

There are Hundred Thousand Floating Mountains in the vast sea, and the terrain is steep and cold fog is lingering all the year round. No monk has ever been there, because they can't even cross the vast sea. The Taixu Spiritual Realm does not allow any monk to go to the Hundred Thousand Floating Mountains, even Taoist disciples.

There have long been rumors in the world that the Hundred Thousand Floating Mountains in the vast expanse of the sea are the burial places of Taoist sword cultivators.

Where the dark clouds gathered, the dull thunder resounded through the sky, and accompanied by terrifying lightning, a figure fell from the clouds.

Tens of meters away, the young monk put away his long sword, and followed that figure into the misty floating mountain.

They fought from the vast sea to the hundred thousand floating mountains.

In a stick of incense, sword lights and talismans emerge endlessly.

The crack in Xie Weiyan's heart was completely cracked, and he could no longer mobilize the spiritual power in his body to support himself standing in the middle of the clouds, so he could only let himself fall.

This puppet has the ability to step through the void.

Xie Weiyan was soberly aware of this fact during the battle. At first, he thought that this puppet was just the external incarnation of a Taoist ancestor in the spirit realm, but he didn't expect that it fell into the opponent's hands due to his carelessness.

If he was in his heyday, he might still be able to slay the opponent with his sword, but now that his injury has not healed, I am afraid that he will not escape this battle.

……

There is only cold fog lingering in the floating mountain, and there is no trace of life on the barren land.

Xie Weiyan fell from the pile of rubble to the ground, his heart ached, he supported his hands, and moved himself under a boulder, so as to cover up the cold light outside the thick fog.

Careless.

I didn't expect that puppet to have the cultivation base of stepping through the void.

When the huge ship was moored in the vast sea, Xie Weiyan wanted to take a place to nourish his heart and lungs, but after the young monk left and returned, he changed his mind.

He wanted to borrow that physical body to leave the Void Spiritual Realm.

Xie Weiyan has seen Dao Zang and knows how powerful the Sky Peering Realm is. Although Qing Suo covered up the secrets of the Sky Peeping Realm with his own efforts and allowed him to recuperate in the Taixu Spiritual Realm, this is not a long-term solution.

Knowing this, Xie Weiyan left the Void Spiritual Realm when his injuries were not healed.

In the cold fog, a slender figure broke through the fog, and in the cold light, his aura was even more impressive.

The young monk came with a sword, his cold eyes swept across the cold fog.

"Xie Weiyan." He yelled out this name, which is taboo even in the Heavenly Cang Demon Land, with an extremely indifferent expression, "The majestic head of the Demon Dao, why are you hiding?"

Xie Weiyan suppressed a cough under the boulder, his throat was uncomfortable, his heart hurt even more, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

He is not an orthodox monk, when did he care about these face matters?If he really cared, he would not have an affair with Nalan Yanran.

The footsteps of the young monk gradually faded away, Xie Weiyan moved his fingers, put his hands on the ground and raised his upper body, the plain white clothes and black hair were spread on the ground, he didn't care.

The sun in the sky seemed to be setting, and in the floating mountains, the temperature suddenly became cold, and the cold mist that was already icy cold became cold to the heart and lungs.

The light began to dim, Xie Weiyan leaned against the stone, his chest heaved slightly, I don't know if it was the reason of the dense fog or he was already exhausted, Xie Weiyan's head sank, and endless darkness rushed towards him.

His curled fingers suddenly loosened.

……

Liutianmu, the Heaven Peering Realm hides in the sea of ​​clouds, and no monk has seen its true face.

Jiang Lin stood in front of the cliff, his cold-colored Taoist robe fluttering, which made the furrows between his brows even more cold and ruthless.

"Mr. Dao?"

A monk behind him spoke cautiously.

Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes, "Send a message to Lu Yan, ordering him to take people back to the Taoist gate quickly."

The monk lowered his head, "Maximum repair..."

"There is no need to check again."

Jiang Lin's voice was cold, and he didn't give any explanation, but the monk behind him suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and hurried down the mountain to deliver the message.

On the cliff, the creases between Jiang Lin's eyebrows flashed. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already in the Hundred Thousand Floating Mountains.

The cold-faced monk holding a long sword raised his head. Through the cold fog, he saw a faint golden light suddenly appearing in the clouds.

Jiang Lin raised his long sword, and the light of the sword pierced through a thick fog, cutting the faint golden light above the clouds.

Thousands of miles away, there was a faint vibration in Tianmu, Jiang Lin didn't care, the sword was sheathed, he turned and walked in another direction.

Xie Weiyan has been in a coma for a long time, but his consciousness is still there, so whenever someone approaches, he struggles to wake up.

Someone walked up to him, and the blade of the sword glowed coldly.

Xie Weiyan was still not very sober, he tried his best to raise his head, supporting his body to look at the person coming.

"In the Hundred Thousand Floating Mountains, there are poison barriers all over the place." The visitor lowered his head, his indifferent gaze fell on Xie Weiyan, "Even if I don't do anything, you still won't be able to get out of here."

Xie Weiyan looked at him in a daze, his face was extremely pale, the long sleeves of the cloud coat he was wearing was spread on the ground, his long hair was not tied up, and it fell to the ground with the cloud sleeves.

In the light, his face was outlined with ink and ink, with a wonderful brushwork.

No one can match her beauty.

The white-clothed black-haired monk, black and white is shockingly distinct, and also shockingly beautiful.

He looked at Jiang Lin, there seemed to be a little water in his eyes, and there was a sea of ​​stars in it.

"...Who are you?" He clutched his heart, curled his fingers, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Xie Weiyan wanted to ask, who are you when you peel off this puppet's body?

Jiang Lin approached him without saying a word, Xie Weiyan stretched out his hand and grabbed his long sleeve with green fingers.

He had no strength left, Xie Weiyan wanted to hold his sleeves tightly and stand up, but Jiang Lin suddenly held his hand.

The author has something to say: one blood to Jiang Lin.

Riwan?It seems that this dream can only be realized during the summer vacation. There are so many things in real life that I doubt life.

Every night I was so dazed that I didn't want to move.