When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Affected by the spiritual power of the upper world, coupled with the uninterrupted nourishment of the soul, there are faint signs of a breakthrough at this moment in Su Wen's state of great perfection in Qinghuashen's late stage.

Wenqing Xianjun felt the boiling of the sea of ​​consciousness and sat up from the bed.

His black hair was untied, hanging loosely, some on his shoulders, some on the couch, Su Wen woke up and dozed off, at this moment he really didn't want to say a word to Emperor Zun.

Pushing open the door, the spring is bright outside, the warm sun is shining, thin clouds are embedded in the blue sky, the distant mountains are majestic and magnificent, occasionally birds pass by, and the mountains and rivers are of the same color.

Su Wenqing couldn't help closing his eyes and enjoying it.

"Are you awake?" Su He was sitting in front of the stone table drinking tea, and when he saw this, a cup appeared. Su Wenqing stepped forward to sit down, took a sip of tea, and moistened and cleared his throat that seemed to be stuck together for a few days. Clearing his throat: "What about them?"

"The area here is vast, and there are many opportunities. The head of Jin and the law enforcement elders couldn't hold back, so they took the disciples down the mountain." Su He explained.

Su Wen nodded clearly, these things are indeed very tempting for cultivators, "Feng Qing has gone too?"

"No." Mentioning Feng Qing, the smile on Su He's face faded a lot, "He practices swords in the back mountain."

Su Wenqing was a little surprised: "Still angry?"

Su He: "Yes."

This was somewhat unexpected. After all, in Su Wenqing's eyes, Feng Qing was someone who would rather stab himself than make Su He feel sad. Now that the matter has come to this point, it means that he is really angry.

"Don't want to coax?" Su Wen said indifferently, "Immortal Venerable, it's a long journey to cultivate the Tao, and it's really not easy to find a confidant."

Su He nodded: "I understand, but..."

"It's not up to one person to decide whether it's suitable or not." Su Wenqing dialed softly: "Blind refusal may be the worst thing for Fengqing, Xianzun, ask yourself once in a while, what you want, Isn't it Fengqing's peace and joy? What if all his four-character wishes are tied to you?"

Su He was startled, not knowing if he had listened, but just nodded.

"Huh? Wake up?" A breath suddenly approached.

Su Wenqing closed his eyes when he heard the words, and squeezed the teacup tightly, but he couldn't hold it back, turned around and splashed it on Emperor Zun's face.

Emperor Wang Yuan could dodge naturally, but he knew where Su Wenqing's anger came from. After thinking about it, he washed his face temporarily, didn't move, wiped it off, and smiled: "The anger is gone?"

Su He was dumbfounded.

Su Wenqing: "You..."

"I repaired Langyue." Emperor Wang Yuan knew how to put out fires. He flipped his wrist, and the body of Langyue's sword was transparent and brighter than before. The cracks on it had been repaired, and the sound of the sword was clear.

Su Wenqing was overjoyed, and took it, "Di Zun!"

"Although that old guy Lei Yin is useless, he is a good thing with golden bones. Other materials are really inferior. After forging for a whole night, Fenhu has been bothering me endlessly." Emperor Zun said and yawned. , Hanging on Xianjun Wenqing like a boneless body, "I'm sitting stiff, my legs hurt."

nonsense!When refining tools and alchemy in the past, they didn't move for three to five years, but some people believed it.

Su Wenqing immediately became nervous, "Is it serious?"

"Rub it for me." Emperor Zun said, pushing him into the room.

"Xianzun, I'm leaving first." Su Wenqing waved his hand.

Su He waved his hands stiffly: "Okay..."

In other words, is there three breaths of time from the time the fairy is angry to being coaxed by the emperor?

Really deserves to be Emperor Zun!Taoism is boundless!

Although Su He didn't understand the mystery, he was shocked!

Su and Xianzun meditated for an hour in front of the stone table, and almost finished a small week, but they still didn't think of a way to coax Fengqing.

As long as he has one percent enlightenment of Emperor Zun in matters of love...

"Are you still sitting?" Emperor Wang Yuan came out of the room, and when he saw Su He, his eyes widened, as if Mr. Private School had seen the most disappointing student.

Su He stood up embarrassedly: "Di Zun..."

Emperor Wang Yuan snorted, sat in the seat where Su Wenqing was before, and analyzed with Su He: "You need to know why Feng Qing is angry, isn't he just angry at you for making decisions without permission, and wants to cast a curse to destroy his memory? ?" At this point, Emperor Zun couldn't help but say a few words: "If this matter is replaced by asking me clearly, he won't be good if he doesn't pour three bowls of boiling water on my face today."

Su He: "..."

"In this way, if you go to him, just say that you won't do it in the future." Emperor Wang Yuan continued: "Admit your mistake, Feng Qing is actually very coaxing."

Su He hesitated: "That's it?"

"That's it." Emperor Wang Yuan was categorical, "You bowed your head, if he can keep a straight face, I respect him as a man!"

Su He nodded slightly dully, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute." Emperor Wang Yuan called out, took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and said in a vague tone without looking at Su He, "Take it, you'll need it later."

Su He looked like a blank sheet of paper on it, and asked, "Do you take it internally?"

Something happened when it was taken internally, Emperor Wang Yuan continued: "For external use, for external use, anyway, you will know when the time comes, go ahead and go."

Su He said "Oh", still in the fog, but somehow he kept walking and went to the back mountain.

Feng Qing seems to be as cold as frost and snow, but in fact he has a strong temper. Emperor Wang Yuan has not found out that all the green bamboos he planted in the back mountain have been calmed down by Feng Qing in the past few days, and he said that he will ask them in a few days To make stewed chicken with bamboo shoots, it seems that it needs to be soaked in soup.

Su He walked around a lush forest, looked up and saw that figure, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, just as he was about to call someone, he saw a young woman coming out from one side.

The smile on Su He's face stopped abruptly.

That woman is obviously a cultivator. Qilu Mountain has not set a barrier around the outside. People often come to see it in inaccessible places like the back mountain. The front mountain is not good. You can sense the danger as soon as you get close, and you don't dare to make mistakes.

The woman was wearing a pink shirt, and she was as pretty as a peach blossom in early spring. Standing beside Feng Qing, she showed her youthful vigor. Coincidentally, Su He didn't have these things.

He was nailed to the spot, and the finished manuscript was blank. Su He even felt that he shouldn't be here.

Feng Qing turned his head suddenly, looked over, and looked at Su He across a gully.

The woman also looked over, Su He nodded slightly, his manners were exactly the same, his hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched, and he turned and left without saying a word.

If Fengqing can find a lover, he thinks it will be great.

Although he thought so in his heart, Su He's internal organs seemed to be frostbitten, and his breathing was painful. He stretched out his hand to support a tree, lowered his head and coughed for a long time, swallowing the bloody smell in his throat, Su He stared ahead without looking back.

He has already passed the age of impulsiveness and absurdity. He has never dared to go beyond the age of Daoism.

Feng Qing looked at Su He's back, the darkness in his eyes climbed to the peak, he seemed to have made a decision, put away his sword and planned to leave.

"Hi!" The girl raised her voice, "I've been waiting for you here for three days, and I've been asking you for three days, and you still don't tell me your name?"

"Why should I tell you?" Feng Qing was as straight as a sword on his back at the moment, "And can you stop coming? You are noisy and disturb my sword practice."

Girl: "..."

As soon as Su He got back to the room, he lay on the bed, his mind was in a mess, he had never heard Feng Qing mention that girl, when did he know each other?Like it?I should like it, otherwise I wouldn't take it with me, it's very good.

"Ahem..." Su He pressed his chest, not knowing why it hurt so much, he stared at the direction of the door, a little lost, his eyes turned red for a while, why did it happen?Back then when he was betrayed by the barren mountain and left the Demon Realm, he never felt so painful.

boom--

The door of the room was pushed open when Su He was about to fall to the bottom of the valley. The sword cultivator in blue untied the sword on his back and slapped it on the table. Looking at Su He from a closer distance, Painful and angry, the flames in his eyes burned in an instant, Feng Qing was so angry that his fingertips were shaking, but he still poured medicine for Su He, fed it to his lips and watched him eat it, but when he stopped, he found that his fingertips were A touch of blood.

Feng Qing's sanity exploded with a "hum".

He stared at Su He condescendingly: "You would rather push yourself to the point of no return than give me a sincere word?"

This was the first time Feng Qing talked to Su He in the past few days, but he gritted his teeth, as if extremely disappointed.

Su He coughed twice and sat up, he lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

"Excuse me for what?" Feng Qing squeezed her back teeth.

"right……"

"Su He." Feng Qing interrupted in a cold voice: "I just indulged you too much, I wanted to take my time, don't worry, you are my sweetheart, I don't want to be rude to you, but the fact is that my blind tolerance will only make you happy. In exchange for your retreat."

Are you going?

Su He's mind was foggy, and he subconsciously took out a magic weapon from the ring. The whole body was light green, and it looked like a good thing.

"If you go, take this, and defend yourself in the future." Su He's voice became hoarse.

After hearing no reply for a while, Su He raised his head, only to find that Feng Qing's eyes were scarlet.

"Su, He!" Feng Qing said every word.

Su He: "Huh?"

Immediately after he was thrown on the bed, Feng Qing's aura has always been reliable and steady, like the bitter mountain wind blowing from the deep valley for thousands of years, it has never been so aggressive as it is at this moment.

Su He panicked for no reason, Feng Qing pressed his hand on the top of his head, his mind was a little dazed, "Feng Qing?"

What responded to him was a deep and silent kiss, which instantly swept away people's reason.

"Hmm..." Su He struggled subconsciously, but after a while, he lost all strength and let Feng Qing ask, until Feng Qing let go of him and lifted himself up.

After a long time, Su He said in a low voice: "Aren't you stupid? So many good people, what am I?"

Feng Qing was panting heavily, and when he heard the words, he pointed to his heart: "It's my lifeblood, my true love, is that enough?" After saying that, he pulled Su He's robe violently, and a white porcelain bottle rolled down To Feng Qing's hand.

Feng Qing stared at Su He when he took medicine every day. He had never seen this medicine bottle before. Feng Qing felt nervous and opened it immediately. Unexpectedly, it was sweet and greasy medicine oil with a familiar smell.

Feng Qing: "..." He was by his side when Emperor Zun practiced this thing, and he was taught by Emperor Zun at that time.

"You will use it sooner or later." Emperor Wang Yuan said.

At that time, Feng Qing laughed at himself, how could he be willing to give up people like Su He?I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

As expected of Emperor Zun, Taoism is boundless.