she is deep in the lotus flower

That night, the moon and the stars were sparse, and Yuejian didn't wear a mask. She was pillowing Zhongli, playing with Zhongli's black hair, Zhongli looked down at her, and his hands were floating around her waist.

Yue Jian's cheeks were flushed, and she felt ashamed, but Yue Jian suddenly thought of something, and grabbed Zhongli's hand that was about to do something wrong: "A Li, tell me the truth about what happened to Xuanji Terrace that day? How could your spiritual power change?" so delicate?"

She saw clearly the competition at Xuanji Terrace, and her intuition told her that Zhongli was for her.

Zhong Li snorted dissatisfiedly: "Delicate?"

After saying that, he waved his hand casually, and the candles in the room were instantly extinguished. It could be seen that the spiritual power was strong, but these were not contradictory to the lack of spiritual power of Zhongli at the Xuanji Tower that day, but Zhongli was obviously unwilling to say more, so Yue Jian let her nonsense.

In fact, Zhongli had played the Wuyang flute a long time ago, in the void of chaos, and out of curiosity, she snatched it from Liu Dilin to play it, and activated the Wuyang flute very easily.

Wuyang Di probably sensed Zhongli's identity at that time. As for the Sifang Ding, it must have been integrated into the body when it was returned to Ouyang's house. The three artifacts are only missing the Moonfall Sword.

Zhong Li's fingertips came to the taboo area, Yue Jian panted lightly: "Wait, Ah Li, I still have something to ask you."

Zhong Li kissed Yue Jian's forehead: "If I answer you, what benefits will Xiao Yue'er give me?"

Yue Jian said: "You, um, you don't like to take care of things, why did you create the Mushan Sword Sect?"

Zhongli kept teasing Yuejian: "I not only created the Mushan Sword Sect, but also lifted the seal of Xihe. The border between the two places has gradually communicated, and even heard that there was a change in the Daoist sect, so I rushed here immediately. Xiaoyueer, what do you want?" Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Zhongli was telling her that she already valued the world very much, and the reason why she valued it must be because she knew her own background, Yuejian paused, but Zhongli suddenly started to move, Yuejian gasped for a while and said nothing Unable to speak, Zhong Li whispered in her ear: "Forget it, you don't need to say more, Xiaoyue'er, now I want to please you."

The next day, Zhongli rarely woke up first, and Yuejian said in a hoarse voice, "Do you blame me for hiding it from you for so long?"

Zhong Li lightly smiled and touched Yue Jian's head: "Silly girl, what you did was right. What kind of virtue am I? If you told me at that time, I would be very troubled. I don't know what I will do. It's not like you, who have received some orthodox thoughts since childhood, I'm just a gangster at the bottom of Jeju."

Yuejian asked: "Then why suddenly..."

Zhongli said: "Of course it's because of you Xiaoyue'er, haven't you been teaching me all the time? You taught me by precept and example. Besides, Xiaoyue'er, I really thank you. Those things were originally my responsibility. I can't bear the accident, but you keep this peace for me, Yue'er, thank you."

When Zhongli went to Tianmen Peak to break the seal and bring Yuejian down the mountain, he saw Monk Jingyuan for the second time. The first time was in the forbidden area of ​​Ouyang's family. He taught her how to collect artifacts. Told her, including her original fate.

The Xuantian Formation would have been broken, it was Yuejian who accidentally hit and got possessed, which happened to restrain Miaodi, otherwise she would have to fight Miaodi according to her fate. At that time, she would definitely not be able to win Miaodi, at most Fight to the death.

Her little Yue'er saved her, but made herself so embarrassed, everything has its destiny, and she should be responsible for some of it.

"How lucky I am to be able to meet Xiaoyue'er. There is God's will in the dark. Xiaoyue'er, there is a fate between you and me."

Zhongli's love words were very different from usual, coupled with her affectionate eyebrows, Yuejian blushed instantly.

There was a knock on the door, and the little girl came in respectfully: "You two girls, the master is here to invite you."

Zhongli wondered what Tang Jiaoyu was asking them to do at this time, she had doubts in her heart and just looked at the little girl, she stared at the little girl with a thin skin and lowered her head deeply.

Tang Jiaoyu was waiting for them in the main hall, and only after Yue saw Ye Chuheng did he find out that Ye Chuheng was also there. He had a cold face and was very dissatisfied, but he was a cultivated person, Zhongli and the others had nothing wrong with them, so naturally he would not say much.

But he really couldn't figure out why he was so flattering and had dinner with them. After all, Zhongli was just a Taoist in his eyes. .

After thinking about it, Yuejian raised her glass to salute: "Patriarch Ye, Patriarch Tang."

Ye Chuheng responded very politely, with a cold and distant attitude, and now she felt uncomfortable when she met next month. In her impression, she had never seen such Ye Chuheng.

She almost forgot that her master was a serious person, but he had a different view of the moon, and no one else could get close to him.

Zhongli has always been fed up with eating, she always felt that Tang Jiaoyu's actions were uneasy and kind, Tang Jiaoyu clearly wanted to keep Yue Jian and let her continue to be taken advantage of!

Some disciples outside reported that the Xuantian Formation at the Monster Locking Tower began to vibrate again, and this happened almost every year in the past few years. It is estimated that there is still a slight gap between Cassia Zi's Xuantian Formation and the formation formed by Dao Yuqing.

Yuejian didn't think so, because at the same time, the Demon Locking Tower also lacked such a powerful Yaomiaodi, the reason why Xuantian Formation became so fragile should be because of that contradictory entity, Yueluojian.

Obviously it is a divine weapon, but because Miaodi used it to kill too many people, it is filled with a vicious aura.

Tang Jiaoyu and Ye Chuheng naturally had to deal with this matter, and Yuejian and Zhongli also followed, because the Liu family was missing from the five families, so Zhongli stepped forward to fill the place.

There was nothing wrong with Yuejian, and she didn't like the overwhelming Buddha light of Xuantian Formation, Yuejian retreated far away, but saw a blue figure, Yuejian was stunned for a while, and then rushed over desperately: "Brother Zelan! "

The man turned his head and pushed Yue Jian, innocently said: "You mean Tang Zelan, the former Patriarch of the Past Life Sea? Many people call me that, but it's a pity that I'm not him. My name is Xu Ji, from Xihe."

Yue Jian heard the words but calmed down, she looked at the person in front of her carefully, she felt inexplicably gloomy, and her smile didn't reach her eyes, like the sadness of late autumn, while Ze Lan always had a smile on her face, like a spring breeze.He and Tang Zelan really only have a skin resemblance.

Yue Jian apologized and asked again: "Why are you here?"

Xu Ji asked back: "Why is the girl here?"

Before Yuejian had time to speak, the Xuantian formation suddenly shattered, and the powerful spiritual wave shook everyone away. Yuejian looked at the beam of light, and it was the Yueluo sword that broke through the formation. Zhong Li stood there.

Yuejian hurriedly used the displacement talisman to go there and then used the defensive talisman to resist.

Yueluojian has a spirit, and the person remembered by the spirit is Yuejian, so every move and style Yuejian knows clearly, but Yueluojian senses the demonic aura on Yuejian's body, which is obviously crazy, so Yuejian naturally doesn't like it. When the enemy is defeated, a very strong barrier suddenly appears in front of him.

Sifang Ding!

She turned around in astonishment, Zhong Li's whole body was filled with red spirit waves, and his expression was reluctant.