After securing the script of the villain Taoist

According to Sang Yuan's request for the venue, Qi Ning'an brought him back to Yaoguang Peak.

"Be quiet, the venue is big, and no one will disturb you."

Qi Ning'an felt that there was no more suitable place than Yaoguang Peak.

Sang Yuan: Well, except it’s a little cold.

Fortunately, the heat towards Fei Tianling dispelled the coldness, and after recognizing the master with a drop of blood, Sang Yuan also had the first flying magic weapon in the sense of the word.

As a flying magic weapon, Feitianling can be used as a hair band on weekdays, and it is the kind that has a weak breath to deceive people's ears.Once activated, the headband will expand rapidly and turn into a huge "blanket". No matter how high it flies, Sang Yuan can't feel the height when sitting on it.

It is very suitable for him who is afraid of heights.

And the defensive formation that comes with it is also very powerful. He once again lamented the generous rewards of the sect, but it is a pity that the sect leader does not know what he is busy with during this time, otherwise it would be better for him to thank him face to face.As for the ability to counteract external attacks, he didn't try it.

For the rest of the day, Sang Yuan mainly spent time on how to use the hair band as an attack weapon.

And the object he used to practice was Qi Ning'an.

There is no other reason, because there are only two people in Yaoguang Peak, and there are no fellow practitioners who are familiar with Sang Yuan as disciples, so he can only ask him for advice.

Fortunately, although Qi Ning'an has been a little strange recently, he still looks calm and breezy when he raises his hands in battle. Even if he deliberately suppresses his cultivation base in the Jindan stage and fights with Sang Yuan, Sang Yuan still regards losing as an opponent. host.

As for winning, it was basically the result of Qi Ning'an letting him go when he saw that he was tired.

But Sang Yuan doesn't care about it, anyway, he just wants to use it proficiently.It was Qi Ning'an himself, after facing his chaotic attacking moves, silently found some attacking exercises suitable for him.

The skills that can enter the eyes of the sword king are naturally not ordinary, which makes Sang Yuan suffer.

He swore he had never worked so hard before.

Fortunately, the day agreed with Elder Yi Rou is tomorrow, he just needs to get through today, he thought bitterly.

"Concentrate and make moves." Qi Ning'an reminded him in a cold voice, and he used the branch he picked up casually as a sword to attack Chao Sangyuan.

His clothes fluttered, his silver hair moved with the wind, even though he was holding a branch, the sword energy still burst out of the ground like a bamboo shoot after rain.

Qi Ning'an never slacked off in cultivation, so when he fought Sang Yuan for the first time, his first reaction was to be shocked by his useless material.

A monk at the golden core stage is so powerless.

He vaguely remembered that he himself advanced when he leapfrogged to kill demons.

Sang Yuan withdrew his thoughts, and accepted the move bitterly, Fei Tianling was still soft in his hands, as if he was saying that he was just a flying magic weapon.

But he clearly remembered that a few days ago when Qi Ning'an used Fei Tian Ling as a demonstration, a large area of ​​trees fell down with one move, and it is still there bare up to now.

Qi Ning'an's facial expression was very cold, especially when he found out that he was not serious.

"When facing the enemy, you are the most jealous. Even if you make a mistake, you can change life and death." Qi Ning'an's tone was extremely serious, the branch stretched forward, and he shouted, "Come again."

He has a fierce temperament all over his body, and those who don't know it think that there is an enemy of life and death in front of him.

Sang Yuan had long realized how serious he was about cultivation, so he didn't dare to refute at this time, so he could only accept the move bitterly.

When he failed again, he held Fei Tianling and sat on the ground like a fool, completely disregarding the fact that the snow had wet his clothes, panting: "Jianjun, I can't do it, it's too difficult, learn later."

He sat there dejectedly, as if devastated by the wind and snow.

"Get up first." Qi Ning'an lowered his head and called to him.

Sang Yuan shook his head, bowed his head not to look at him, and said aggrievedly: "No, I really don't have any strength at all."

Seeing his dejected look, Qi Ningan twitched the original words between his lips and bit them down. After thinking about it seriously, he finally gave up his plan to let him learn the success method for a few days like himself.

The footsteps gradually approached Sang Yuan, and he seemed to hear someone sighing softly.

"Go back and rest." Qi Ning'an said, then stretched out his hand and pulled Sang Yuan up.

Finally freed, Sang Yuan was afraid that he would change his attention in a blink of an eye, so he quickly got up with his hand, then let his hair spread out in front of him, and tied Fei Tianling as a hair tie.

He moved so fast that he didn't even notice that the blue hairband fell to the ground.When the wind blows, the original hair band has long been blown away.

"Then I'll go first. I've worked hard for the Sword Lord during this time." Sang Yuan didn't mind saying something nice. He was afraid that Qi Ning'an would regret it, so he quickly said, "Since that's the case, Sword Lord should rest earlier."

Then, he ran away quickly, as if he was running too late, and Qi Ning'an wanted to pull him to fight again.

Qi Ning'an watched him run farther and farther until he ran into the room, where the door blocked his view.

He threw away the branch in his hand, subconsciously touched the silver hair drooping on his chest, his dark gray eyes were full of strange emotions, then turned and left without looking back.

He left a continuous row of footprints on the snow while walking, and when he turned back, he was holding a blue hairband in his hand.

It was the one that Sang Yuan dropped earlier and was blown away by the wind.

Qi Ning'an raised his head and climbed up the steps, but stopped a few steps away from the closed door, the finger touching the hairband moved, and suddenly turned back to the main hall.

......

"Master, when are we going to leave tomorrow?" Chang Qing packed up everything and came to Yi Rou's residence to inquire.

Her residence is full of delicate and beautiful flowers in bloom, and the fragrance of flowers fills the whole space.

Yi Rou lay lazily on the chair, sat up when she saw Chang Qing approaching, and leaned on it without bones, raised her eyelids when she heard this, and replied: "When the sun rises."

"Okay." Changqing had no objection to this, and was ready to leave after asking.

But Yi Rou stopped him and said with a smile, "Are you in a hurry?"

Changqing was stunned for a moment before saying: "Well, a little bit, I haven't been to the secret realm yet."

"Yes." Yi Rou just asked casually, then waved her hand carelessly, "Then you go back and have a good rest, we're not just kidding around going to the secret realm."

Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, and retreated after confirming that there were no trivial matters to be confirmed.

Seeing that he was gone, Yi Rou's lazy look remained the same, she played with the ends of her hair one after another, changed her posture and continued to lean, her eyes lowered, and she said slowly: "Since you're here, come out, Elder Chengfeng."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chengfeng walked out from the pillar behind her with a warm smile on her face: "Yi Rou, where are you going with your new apprentice?"

He spoke casually, but Yi Rou's brows were slightly cold: "I said, don't come to my residence without my permission just because your cultivation level is higher than mine."

"Angry?" There were only the two of them here, standing behind her in Chengfeng, with his hands just on her sides, leaning over as if hugging her, his sideways eyes were full of fascination, "I'm just Caring about you, Yi Rou, don't you know how much I care about you?"

But Yirou didn't buy it, she stood up and said mercilessly: "I don't need it."

Cheng Feng seemed to be used to it, and he was not angry. He stood up straight with a gentle smile on his face: "Then what do you need? You know, as long as you need it, I will find it for you."

"Stop joking." Yi Rou doesn't like Chengfeng's aggressive gaze from time to time when the two of them are alone, she understands too well that it represents a man's possessive desire for her, but she always feels that Chengfeng's smile is too fake, so The relationship between the two of them was always indifferent in the past, and it was only because he helped him once that it got better.

But that doesn't mean she allows him to interfere in her life.

There was a storm brewing in Chengfeng's eyes, but the surface was as calm as ever, and he said, "You want even the disciple Daoji destroyed, is it because he looks like that person?"

His voice became very cold, as if reminding her: "Yi Rou, he died a long time ago, you saw it with your own eyes, didn't you?"

The smile on the corner of Yi Rou's mouth completely faded, and her pretty face was covered with frost: "I won't like you even if he's dead, don't use your dirty thoughts to think about me and Changqing."

"You and Changqing?" Disgust flashed in Chengfeng's eyes, he took a step forward and looked at her firmly, "He is just a waste with a ruined foundation and no way to get in. This kind of person, except for a face , where can I get your attention."

If he had known Changqing's appearance before, he definitely would not have agreed with the elders to bring him back.

"It's none of your business." Yi Rou wasn't interested in their plans, but fortunately Chang Qing had become their abandoned child, she liked this child quite a bit, it's true that he had good looks, but more because he was in Seven Stars Court performance.So what if the Dao foundation is completely destroyed, the most indispensable thing in this cultivation world is opportunity.Even if not, with his temperament, he would not complain.

However, she didn't tell Chengfeng about this, and it wasn't necessary.Ever since she knew Chengfeng's thoughts on her, that little feeling of helping her has long since faded away.

The two of them were chatting nonchalantly, Yi Rou didn't seem to be in a good mood, and said with a cold pretty face, "You have nothing to do, just go, next time you come here like this, don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing her resistance, Cheng Feng had no choice but to leave. When he left Yi Rou's residence, he saw that the defensive formation of the entire residence was instantly opened, and his face was covered with clouds.

"Tomorrow morning?" He smiled, looking confident, "Follow you, don't you know what you are going to do?"

Yi Rou in the residence rubbed the center of his brows, then remembered something, and sent a message to Qi Ning'an again.

After receiving the summons, Qi Ning'an didn't ask any further questions, he just knocked on the door of Sang Yuan's room, and after he packed his things, he came out with his sword.

At this time, Sang Yuan was still dazed when he stood outside the Xuantian Gate, and Chang Qing who came hurriedly with Yi Rou was also there.

It was getting dark now, and the cool mountain wind was blowing the hem of everyone's clothes.They were standing a little away from the main entrance of Xuantianmen, and because it was dark, no one looked this way.

"I'll talk about it later." Yi Rou took out the flying magic weapon, and after activating it, it looked like a small boat floating in the air.

The starless and moonless night was the best cover, the boat moved very fast in the black sky, and left the Xuantian Gate within a short while.

Only then did Yi Rou come from outside the boat cabin, with a comfortable smile on her face: "Because something happened, I decided to leave temporarily, and I hope I didn't delay your other matters."

Changqing glanced at Sang Yuan secretly, and was relieved to see that there was no dissatisfaction on his face.Since Lord Jian was here, his glance was so subtle that no one noticed it.

"You go to rest." Jian Jun didn't say much about this, but looked at Sang Yuan beside him, and said, "With the speed of the flying boat, we will be able to reach the dead city tomorrow, and then we can pass through this place to go to the secret realm."

Yi Rou wasn't surprised how he knew the current state of the secret realm, but nodded her head in agreement: "Sword Lord is right, although Yaomen were driven to the gap in the sky earlier, the dead city used to be their base camp. Because of the perennial smog Wreathed, we can’t fly above, we can only walk through it.”

"Master, can't we go around from a distance?" Changqing asked innocently.

"You don't know, the location and opening time of the Vast Sea Secret Realm are not fixed. It is hidden in the time and space of the Canglan Realm. Only occasionally can we find its traces. I only got its specific location and approximate opening time in the past few days. , if it is bypassed, on the one hand, I am afraid that its position will change, and on the other hand, I am afraid that it will miss opening due to delay.”

At this time, Yi Rou is a little thankful that they set off one night earlier, this is probably a good thing that Chengfeng did unintentionally.

Changqing felt that he was a little ignorant, his face was a little flushed at this time, and his voice was low: "Master, I understand."

Yi Rou smiled tolerantly at this: "It's nothing, you need to learn a lot of things slowly."

"This is for you." Sang Yuan had a good impression of him, and he suddenly took out a book from his storage bag, with "Canglan Miscellaneous Things" written on the cover, "There are a lot of anecdotes about the cultivation world in it, I I’ve already read it, so it’s not a waste to give this book to you.”

God is sorry to see it, this is what he purposely found from the master when he was learning the common sense of the blue world, and he finally finished reading it, so it can be regarded as a second use for Changqing now.

His palm is thin and delicate, and when the heavy book is pressed on it, it gives the illusion that his palm is easy to be crushed.

"You're welcome, take it." Sang Yuan raised his jaw and pouted.

Yi Rou looked at the two of them tenderly and didn't interrupt.

Changqing didn't care about other things at this time, and quickly got up and took the book from his hand.The heavy book felt heavy as soon as he picked it up, he subconsciously looked at Sang Yuan, and saw a clear and warm smile on his face.

It seems to be saying that he is happy for Changqing today.

Changqing decided not to sleep tonight and to study hard all night.

It's just that Jianjun's complexion looks a bit unwell.Maybe I read it wrong, Jianjun has always been indifferent.

If he can help, Sang Yuan is in a good mood, the night is already thick, and the drowsiness is deepening as the night progresses, he politely asks: "Elder Yi Rou, where can I go to rest?"

Yi Rou glanced at the tiredness between his brows and eyes, and said with a smile, "You and Jianjun's room is at the innermost."

"I'm with Lord Jian?" Sang Yuan's sleepy eyes widened a little, as if he didn't understand.

Yi Roujiao smiled and said: "Yes, you are Taoist couples, so I only prepared one room for you, is there any problem?"

Sang Yuan immediately became alert, most of the sleepiness just now disappeared, and immediately said: "No problem, I didn't hear clearly just now."

"Oh." Yi Rou called out to the stunned apprentice, "Changqing, your room is opposite to mine, go and rest."

Changqing held the book in his arms and hugged it very close, the smile on his face was somehow forced: "Okay, Master."

In front of Yi Rou, Sang Yuan didn't want to expose the fact that he and Jianjun had never slept in the same room.So, he came to the last room as if he was familiar with the way, opened the door, his movements were done in one go, and even Qi Ningan didn't notice that he followed in.

He didn't react until he stopped suddenly and was hit on the back.

In the boat cabin, Chang Qing followed Yi Rou, trying very hard to resist the thought of looking back.It wasn't until he returned to his room that he sat down in a quiet environment alone. After a long silence, as if he had recognized the facts, he opened "Canglan Miscellaneous Things" and read it.

On the other side, in the last room of the cabin, there was a long silence.

Once in the room, Sang Yuan's sleepiness swept over instinctively.He yawned tiredly, his eyes were covered with water vapor, but it was difficult to see the only bed in front of him.

I really want to sleep.

The quilt he carried in his body space could not wait to take it out, but because of Qi Ning'an's presence, he could only hold back.

In particular, he actually felt that there was movement in the wishing ball belonging to Qi Ning'an. Although it was very subtle, it was enough to attract his attention.

Most of the drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

Could it be that some of his memories were touched when he approached the secret realm of the vast sea, and he had something he wanted?

It's a pity that the wishing force ball only moved slightly, and he couldn't feel Qi Ning'an's wish.

Sang Yuan still felt that this was a good opportunity, he turned his head, looked at Qi Ning'an for a long time, and broke the silence: "Jian Jun, can I ask you something?"

The room in the cabin is inlaid with night pearls, emitting a warm and non-glare light.Sang Yuan stood under the light, his eyes that were originally watery seemed to be separated by a layer of clouds.

Because he was holding back his yawn, the corners of his eyes were even forced to turn a little red.

The depression in Qi Ning'an's heart when he was outside just now dissipated because of this, his voice was faint, making people unable to touch his emotions: "Yes."

After getting the consent, Sang Yuan immediately got excited and pretended to ask casually: "What were you thinking just now?"

Afraid that he might not understand, he deliberately explained: "We were in the cabin just now, and then came to the room, what are you thinking?"

Qi Ning'an's breathing suddenly became a little short for some reason, but fortunately Sang Yuan only wanted to know the answer urgently and did not notice this change.

What was he thinking about?

Qi Ning'an was also asking himself.

From Sang Yuan's concern for Changqing before, to the fact that they are in the same room, especially when he told Yi Rou that he slept in the same room as himself.

During this short period of time, he couldn't help feeling jealousy and longing.

Qi Ning'an glanced at him, then sat on the chair, and looked at Sang Yuan again.He didn't close his eyes until he looked at the other person until he felt hairy in his heart, but he knew in his heart that this was the root cause of his two emotions.

Seeing that he was silent, Sang Yuan suddenly became a little anxious, hurriedly walked in front of him, bent down and asked, "Sword Lord?"

Qi Ning'an suddenly opened his eyes, his handsome face was revealed under the light of the night pearl, he looked at him almost uncontrollably, and said in a low voice, "I have a demon in my heart."

This heart demon is about Sang Yuan in front of him.He knew that he should get rid of it, but this demon seemed to come out from the most hidden place deep in his heart, growing with his flesh and blood, not devouring his cultivation and Dao heart, but trapping him on an isolated island Struggling with restraint.

"Inner Demon?" Sang Yuan was really shocked. He thought he could use this to fulfill the villain's wish, but Qi Ning'an told him that he had an inner demon.

The inner demon is the monk's obsession with what he can't ask for. The greater the monk's obsession, the more nourishment the inner demon will have. Only when the monk breaks through the demon barrier can he regain consciousness.

Qi Ning'an's expression was very calm, his eyes fell on Sang Yuan's anxious expression, and the bit of jealousy seemed to have disappeared.

But Sang Yuan didn't know that he was getting closer.A few strands of black hair hung down, fluttering, making one unable to resist reaching out to catch them.

"Then what should we do? What were you thinking just now, can you tell me? Let's figure out a solution together." Sang Yuan was in a hurry, and he couldn't care less about the air-conditioning on his body.

Qi Ning'an's expression was very calm, so calm that Sang Yuan thought that he was already on the verge of blackening and breaking out.

This will not work!

Sang Yuan approached him, his pupils were full of his reflection, and his voice was very soft: "Qi Ning'an, tell me, what do you want? As long as you want, I can help you satisfy it."

The wish power began to flow, and in the main body space, the wish power ball representing Qi Ning'an started to spin.

There is no way to do this, the wishing tree's talent skill: induction.

Induce the inner desire of the person who made the wish, and let him speak his wish, so as to complete the return of the wish.

"Really?" Qi Ning'an seemed to be bewitched, but there was still a trace of clarity in his eyes.

He seems to know who is responsible for the bottom of Qinglong Pool.

Seeing his cooperation like this, Sang Yuan's eyes were dyed a layer of blue, the tails of her peach blossom eyes began to flush, and her beautiful face was like a fairy or a demon.

"Really." He looked straight into Qi Ning'an's eyes, resisting the feeling of being sucked into the vortex and running away, and almost whispered into his ear, "Tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you."

Qi Ning'an instantly regretted it. He originally wanted to know what Sang Yuan was up to, but as soon as he approached, the desire in his heart quickly became stronger, like a newly grown sprout growing wildly after receiving nutrients.When I realized it, a hand had already landed on his waist.

The two were already very close to each other, and when he made this movement, Sang Yuan was taken aback, and most of her strength was exhausted, and she sat on his lap all at once.

"En." Qi Ning'an squeezed out a strange and charming breath from his throat.

Sang Yuan thought it was the inner demon that had played a role, so he didn't bother to correct the posture of the two of them, his breath sprayed on his ears, and his voice trembled slightly: "Qi Ning'an, tell me, okay?"

Qi Ning'an's hand was holding his waist like iron, Sang Yuan could only move slightly to resist the discomfort.

But the other party just didn't speak, and just refused to let him get up, his ears were uncontrollably red and hot.

I don't know how much time passed, and the long-awaited wish was about to give up before Qi Ning'an finally opened his mouth.

His throat was as if he hadn't drank water for a long time, with a warming hoarseness. His eyes closed and opened again, and the dark gray pupils turned into a mass of thick ink that could not be melted.

Sang Yuan's other hand was grasped by him, and the usually cold palm came with scorching heat at this moment.

Soon, the soft and white palms were almost scalded by the heat.

At the same time, Qi Ning'an said with great difficulty: "Sang Yuan, help me."