Fu Luan

The mountains do not know the years.

Le Wuyan broke out of the water, shook his wet long hair, and lay down on the edge of the pool.

The person behind covered him, helped him pull up his wet hair, pinned it with a red branch, lowered his head, and dropped a light kiss on his shoulder.

Le Wuyan's back tensed for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

The water waves swayed outwards round and round, covering up those charming and ambiguous sounds.

When he turned around to meet Xu Youming face to face, with his forehead touching, Le Wuyan gasped and muttered: "How long has it been, hasn't it been half a year?"

Xu Youming: "Tomorrow."

I don't know where it was touched, Le Wuyan's panting became heavier, she clings to the person in front of her, and puts her hands on his shoulders, without any time to think about it.

The two of them have been practicing in seclusion in this cave for the past six months. The method of dual cultivation of yin and yang has been used to perfection, and the essence of it has been learned. Le Wuyan doesn't know how much Xu Youming has gained. His own cultivation is indeed improving rapidly. In such a short period of time It has advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.

In this way, other unbearable things are nothing.

When he walked out of the cave, Le Wuyan still felt sore and limp all over. It was Xu Youming's spiritual power that helped him soothe the discomfort, but that feeling of weakness seemed to penetrate deep into the marrow of his bones, lingering.

Speaking of double cultivation, this day is really too lewd, Le Wuyan smacked his lips, and turned his head to stare at Xu Youming who came out after him.

As soon as this dog thief put on the Taiyi Immortal Sect disciple uniform, he became like a dog again, with a dignified appearance.

Le Wuyan was a little angry. With Xu Youming's appearance, it's no wonder that the world said that he had no desires and desires, and that he was the devil who defiled him.

Outrageous.

Qin Ziyu and Gan Er led a group of monsters waiting below to welcome them out of the customs.

Seeing Qin Ziyu, Le Wuyan finally had a smile on his face, jumped over to say hello to him, but was dragged back by Xu Youming, Le Wuyan snorted, and could only forget it.

Hearing that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, Qin Ziyu was extremely surprised and congratulated him repeatedly, and the group of little monster cultivators were even more astonished, and they felt a little more awe towards Le Wuyan from the bottom of their hearts.

No wonder they reacted this way. After all, ordinary monks who formed alchemy within ten years after foundation establishment are already outstandingly talented people. During the early to middle stage of foundation establishment, it took a lot of time. You Ming, who established the foundation at the age of 16 and formed the alchemy at the age of 20, has also spent two and a half years since the early stage of foundation establishment and advanced to the middle stage.

But Le Wuyan only spent half a year.

"You don't need to talk too much," Xu Youming ordered.

Qin Ziyu and the others came back to their senses, and immediately agreed.

Talent is too dazzling, it is inevitable to attract envy, before you have enough strength, it is better to keep a low profile.

Le Wuyan didn't care about this, and asked Qin Ziyu: "Little Peony, how is your sword practice?"

Qin Ziyu said modestly, "I have gained a little from studying the sword technique bestowed by the Immortal Venerable in the past six months."

Xu Youming glanced at him and saw through his current cultivation level: "Ninth level of Qi refining."

Le Wuyan was very happy when he heard the words, and just about to praise Qin Ziyu, Xu Youming already said, "Demonstrate the sword technique you have learned."

Qin Ziyu respectfully accepted the order and went to the open space below.

After demonstrating a set of sword skills, it turns out that the sword energy is more stable and refined than half a year ago, and the sword intent has been vaguely realized, but it has not yet formed. On the way of swordsmanship, this kid's talent is not bad.

Xu Youming mentioned a few words, Qin Ziyu listened carefully, as if feeling something, he also said that he wanted to go to retreat for a period of time, but Xu Youming said: "The matter of retreat will be discussed later."

Qin Ziyu didn't understand what he meant, Xu Youming didn't explain much, but Venerable Huaiyuan sent someone to tell him to come over.

After Xu Youming left, Yu Weiqiu also came to Su Xiaofeng. He heard that Le Wuyan and the others had left the customs today, so he specially came to congratulate him.

But he came a step late, Xu Youming had already gone to the Tai Chi Hall.

"My father asked the little uncle to go over to discuss the matter of entering the Beiyuan Secret Realm next month." Yu Weiqiu said casually.

Le Wuyan asked curiously after hearing the words: "This Beiyuan secret realm is really as rumored, with countless treasures and opportunities?"

"That's natural," Yu Weiqiu said with beaming eyebrows, "Beiyuan Secret Realm appeared in the extreme north ten thousand years ago. Since then, it has been opened every hundred years for a period of one year. Only [-] monks can enter each time. Unpredictable and extremely dangerous, but there are also great opportunities. Anyone who can survive will be able to gain something. Therefore, for these [-] places, various sects and factions are vying for endlessly, and later they reach a consensus and set rules. The next year after the closure, there will be a Xuanmen Dabi, and according to the results of the Dabi, the quota for entering the secret realm next time will be allocated, and my Taiyi Immortal Sect is the first every time, so there are [-] quotas."

Le Wuyan: "Why is the competition the next year after the closure of the secret realm? Shouldn't it be to take advantage of the opening of the competition?"

Yu Weiqiu explained: "After the closure of the Beiyuan Secret Realm, the most outstanding disciples of each sect returned from their experience, and their strength increased greatly. It was the time when they were most satisfied. Naturally, they were willing to compete at this time and set the quota for the next entry to the Secret Realm early. In the next hundred years, the situation will change, and there may be new sects that come to the fore, how can the old forces be willing to give up the opportunity easily, and they have to wait until the end of another experience."

"Isn't this just relying on the old to sell the old?" Le Wuyan sneered disdainfully, these so-called decent families have too many eyes.

Qin Ziyu said: "I also heard from my adoptive father that there are [-] places in Qincheng, and he intended to take me there, but now that I have joined the Taiyi Immortal Sect, it is naturally not easy to occupy Qincheng again. Quota, we can only let it go."

"Don't worry," Le Wuyan patted him on the shoulder, "The Immortal has already agreed to take you and me with him, and he told you to postpone the retreat because of this."

Qin Ziyu suddenly felt flattered, and blushed with excitement: "Thank you Xianzun and Madam!"

Le Wuyan waved his hand: "What is there to thank, you are his only disciple, who will he take if he doesn't take you?"

Yu Weiqiu also said: "My father and Junior Martial Uncle both have five spots, even if Junior Martial Uncle goes by himself, bringing Junior Junior Uncle Qing and Ziyu with you will only occupy three spots, you should."

When they said that, Qin Ziyu felt relieved, lest he would cause trouble for Xu Youming and Le Wuyan.

Yu Weiqiu didn't stay here for too long, said a few words and left, Qin Ziyu also went back to the mountainside to continue practicing sword.

When it was dusk, Le Wuyan went back to the house and asked Gan Er to bring wine and food. Just as he sat down to eat, Xu Youming had already returned.

Le Wuyan ignored him, Xu Youming sat down by himself and poured himself a glass of wine.

"At the end of the month, the disciples of our sect who have experienced the Beiyuan Secret Realm will set off together and go to the Northland. You have to step up your training and make more preparations in the past few days." Xu Youming spoke first.

Le Wuyan laughed and said: "Since the immortal said to go together, why should I worry about it, you have marked it in my consciousness, I am tied to your waistband, what are you afraid of?"

Xu Youming frowned slightly: "Be prepared, don't take it lightly."

"What are you prepared for?" Le Wuyan disapproved, "The secret realm is so dangerous, even you, an immortal in the tribulation period, are so cautious?"

Xu Youming: "I haven't been there."

Le Wuyan: "...haven't been there?"

Xu Youming said: "No, I was in retreat when the secret realm was opened the first two times."

Le Wuyan said strangely: "The Immortal Venerable is really different from ordinary people. You don't even care about the opportunity that others can't ask for. If that's the case, why do you want to go this time?"

Xu Youming looked at him, met Xu Youming's eyes, Le Wuyan seemed to be blessed in his heart, and suddenly understood his meaning: "In order to let me gain more knowledge and improve my cultivation quickly?"

Xu Youming nodded: "Yes."

Le Wuyan was speechless, he really didn't expect that Xu Youming's intention was this.

So it became sour again, the dog thief treated him very well, not only picked the baby at will, but also took people to the secret realm to practice, it was a substitute, but the treatment was much better than the real one.

"No matter how dangerous the secret realm is, there are still a lot of monks who can come out alive, so why should the Immortal Venerable be worrying about it? You just have the guts?" Le Wuyan said angrily.

Xu Youming said, "It's not the secret realm that's dangerous, it's the human heart."

"What's the meaning of this?" Le Wuyan asked him, "The Immortal Venerable thinks that someone will plot against you and me? Who has the ability to plot against you? As for me, a low-level monk in the foundation establishment period, what is the point of plotting? "

Xu Youming: "You should have heard the rumors outside."

"What rumor? Oh," Le Wuyan dragged his voice, half a smile, "Are you saying that I am the reincarnation of that demon? What do you think?"

"No." Xu Youming said firmly, with a particularly serious tone.

Le Wuyan was startled.

Xu Youming frowned like this, as if he was clearly saying that he could only accept that his Taoist companion was Qingque, a little monk from the Sifangmen, not the reincarnation of the notorious devil.

Looking back at Wei Le Wuyan, he couldn't help but feel a little cold, with a sneer on his face, it's a pity that his ghost still lingers, and even occupied Qing Que's body, if Xu Youming finds out the truth, he doesn't know whether to kill him first or get angry first die yourself.

Xu Youming raised his glass and drank all the wine in the glass.

Le Wuyan was unhappy, and the sarcasm in his tone was even more serious: "The Immortal Venerable is the best in the world, and you are still worried that those young people will target your Taoist companion. You are so incapable that you even protect your own Taoist companion!" Can't stay?"

Xu Youming put down the cup in his hand: "Who said I am number one in the world?"

Le Wuyan: "...Isn't it? The leader of the Supreme Immortal League, can he be stronger than you? You don't even have the confidence to win him?"

"No," Xu Youming said, "He and I are both cultivators in the transcending tribulation period. If we really fight against each other, neither of us has an absolute chance of winning."

Without waiting for Le Wuyan to say more, Xu Youming reminded him: "The leader of the Supreme Immortal League has a weird temper. When you meet someone in the future, you should stay away from him. If it is not necessary, don't provoke him."

"No matter how bad your temper is, can you blame it?" Le Wuyan snorted, not taking it seriously.

Xu Youming frowned again, and shook his head slightly after a while, not wanting to say any more.

Later, Le Wuyan drank too much, fell on Xu Youming, pointed his finger at his chest, and started talking nonsense again: "Why do you think you are so contradictory? You obviously like the face of the devil, so you came to me Such a substitute, and I don’t like people saying that I am the reincarnation of the devil, what if I am really the reincarnation of the devil? Will you kill me again?”

Xu Youming lowered his voice: "I said, you are not a substitute."

Le Wuyan: "Then I am the devil himself."

After Le Wuyan finished speaking, he closed his eyes a few times, his eyes were full of confusion, and he didn't realize what he said.

He hugged Xu Youming's arm with both hands, and smiled at him with his head up close to the person: "I am the devil himself, do you believe it?"

Xu Youming's eyes gradually sank, and he looked at him with a good eye, the emotions in his eyes were blurred in Le Wuyan's unclear sight.

Xu Youming: "Are you?"

Le Wuyan looked back at him: "Isn't it?"

Xu Youming said firmly: "You are not."

Le Wuyan frowned, his heart burst into anger, and he glared at him angrily: "Who says I am not, I am."

Xu Youming raised his hand and stroked his temple: "You're drunk and talking nonsense again."

Le Wuyan waved his hand away, sat up straight, and suddenly pulled out Xu Youming's Mingzhi sword, and stuffed it into his hand: "I am the devil, you killed me with this sword, I will remember it , I’m alive again, are you disappointed? You have the ability to kill me again, come on, I won’t hide, I can’t hide either, why don’t you kill me now, it’s over.”

Xu Youming looked down at the sword in his hand for a moment, then tightened his grip on the hilt, and the Mingzhi sword disappeared into his palm.

Le Wuyan was stunned, and leaned over to grab his hand: "Where is the sword? Why is it missing?"

"It's put away," Xu Youming said, "If you don't like it, don't read it."

Le Wuyan looked puzzled: "How do you know I don't like it?"

Xu Youming: "Yes."

"Huh, what?" Le Wuyan dissatisfied, "You always talk in half, it's so annoying."

Then he bullied himself forward again, approached Xu Youming, and looked at him with drunken eyes: "Hey, you really don't want to kill me? Don't regret it, why don't you believe me when I say I'm a devil... "

"You want me to kill you that much?" Xu Youming asked him.

Le Wuyan said angrily: "Then who knows, I can't guess what you are thinking, one moment you are still in love, the next moment you can turn your face and deny anyone, I am dead and alive, I still want to be tied to you , I can’t escape, I’m so unlucky.”

Xu Youming: "I said, I won't kill you, never."

Le Wuyan shook his head: "I don't believe it, it's fine if you don't kill me now, one day I will find an opportunity, and I will kill you."

He was still muttering nonsense, Xu Youming looked at him silently for a moment, took him over, turned over and pressed him on the couch.

Pushing away Le Wuyan's forehead hair with one hand, a kiss fell between his brows.

Le Wuyan closed her eyes subconsciously, feeling the itchiness of Xu Youming's thin lips brushing against her forehead.

"What do you do, don't just care about your loved ones..."

Xu Youming didn't make a sound, his lips pressed against his eyebrows for a moment, then moved down, slid past his slightly trembling eyelashes, then the tip of his nose, and finally fell on his lips.

The gentler this person's kiss was, the more unhappy Le Wuyan felt. When his lips were pressed against his lips, he mumbled out a voice: "One day, I will kill you."

Xu Youming paused, gasped, and kissed deeply.