After the villain's cultivation base is lost

An hour later.

Xi Jianglan's legs were numb, and the illusion of "Every Peach Blossom" did not change at all.

The three looked at each other.

Liu Changxing said tactfully, "Jue'er, should we continue to wait?"

Xi Jiang choked for a moment.

Thinking back carefully, Xun Niang seemed to vomit blood when she opened the formation just now, thinking that it would be difficult to open the formation from the outside.

Sheng Jiao sat with downcast eyes, the robes scattered on the ground were already covered with a layer of illusory peach blossoms.

Xi Jianglan gritted his teeth silently, sat up, walked to Sheng Jiao and sat down, and said coldly: "I will untie "Change for Bright Moon", can you really break through the formation? "

Sheng Jiao said concisely: "Yes."

Xi Jianglan knew that Sheng Jiao would never do anything uncertain, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "But this time I sealed your spiritual power with my own ability, after you break through the "Peach Blossom", you can Can't I use "Exchanging the Bright Moon" to seal your spiritual power again? "

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Even if Sheng Jiao remained calm, he was shocked by Xi Jianglan's words.

He really couldn't figure it out, where did Xi Jianglan have the courage and cheek to say such a thing?

But it would be impossible for anyone with a normal mind to agree.

"I'm afraid." Xi Jianglan leaned forward slightly while supporting Sheng Jiao's knee, staring coldly at Sheng Jiao's eyes, "I'm afraid of your Tianyan Pearl, so Sheng Wuzhuo..."

He stretched out his hand to gently stroke Sheng Jiao's lips, and bewitched like a fairy: "Promise me, please."

Xi Jianglan's face is too gorgeous, but anyone who changes his face will definitely be fascinated by him.

But Sheng Jiao didn't move, and said coldly: "If I go back on my word, what should you do?"

Xi Jianglan had inexplicable trust in Sheng Jiao's boring gourd, and said with a smile: "You are the suzerain of the Xiezhi sect, and you are not a slick liar like me. How could it be a gentleman to turn back on your promise?"

Sheng Jiao frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with this sentence: "You also studied in Zhuxingzhai Jiusiyuan for four years."

Xi Jianglan was stunned, and laughed as if he had heard some joke: "I can give up my dignity in order to live, so what kind of gentleman can I be? Tianyan Academy has such an embarrassing student like me." , I’m afraid they smashed all the signboards?”

Sheng Jiao curled up his fingers slightly.

"Do you agree?"

Xi Jiang watched him with wet eyelashes, even if he made an unreasonable request, his attitude was pitiful and his face was full of begging, as if Sheng Jiao's failure to agree to him was a heinous crime and he was cast aside by others.

Sheng Jiao looked at him indifferently.

Xi Jianglan probably also felt that he was too thick-skinned, so he added another bargaining chip after thinking about it, pinching the glass ball with two fingers and shaking it in front of Sheng Jiao: "If you agree, I will give you Xi Minghuai's memory."

Liu Changxing sat not far away and saw that the two of them were going to touch each other when they were talking. He vaguely felt a little strange, but when he thought about it carefully, Xiao Xijue was afraid of the cold and the dark when he was in Tianyan Academy. Pounce on other people in Zhuxingzhai.

If you think about it this way, it makes sense.

Finally, Sheng Jiao raised his hand to take the glazed ball: "Okay."

Xi Jianglan retreated back, and said with a playful smile: "A gentleman, I will give it to you when I go out."

Xi Jianglan also knew that he was full of nonsense and had almost no credibility in the eyes of others. He thought Sheng Jiao would not believe him, and was about to rack his brains to give him some useless guarantees.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Jiao just nodded, signaling the deal.

Xi Jianglan blinked in surprise.

Sheng Jiao said, "Spiritual power."

"Oh." Xi Jianglan came back to his senses, and rarely used his spiritual power obediently.

"Exchanging the bright moon" is the spirit of words that Xi Jianglan had already written, and it can be activated without spiritual power.

Every time the peach blossom illusion is full of peach blossoms, the peach petals are scattered randomly, like a snow.

The moment the dharma seal fell, Sheng Jiao's imprisoned spiritual power gathered instantly, and the fluctuation of spiritual power, which was completely different from that in the Void Returning Realm, was like a sudden storm and strong wind.

The spiritual power suddenly spread out, rippling in all directions with a thunderbolt.

In just a moment, thousands of peach trees in the entire illusion were shaken to the ground, and the strong wind swept away towards the sky.

Sheng Jiao got up indifferently, unable to bear the spiritual power for a while, and almost swept Xi Jianglan away who was caught off guard.

Liu Changxing caught the teetering Xi Jianglan.

Xi Jianglan looked at Sheng Jiao blankly, his heart beating wildly, and an unexplained sense of crisis surged into his heart instantly.

Sheng Jiao...

It is no longer a false realm.

He didn't even count as a half-step Mahayana stage, and almost all of his mental state and spiritual power had broken through the bottleneck. At this time, he was only short of Lei Jie, and he could completely become one of the few great powers in the thirteen states.

Above the Mahayana stage, one attains the Tao, and is granted the title of Immortal Sovereign by the Heavenly Dao.

Xi Jianglan didn't know what to think of, his face was as pale as paper.

"Feng Peach Blossom" can limit the spiritual power of monks at the Void Returning Realm and below, but it cannot stop the Mahayana Stage.

Sheng Jiao's face was expressionless, and he didn't even use the Tianyan Pearl or the natal sword Dongrong, a ball of thunder-weave spiritual power condensed in his palm, like a strong oppression before the storm in the huge illusion.

Countless peach trees were turned into powder, and the peach forest was flattened in an instant, and it was unobstructed at a glance.

Liu Changxing recovered after being stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Wu Zhuo, you don't need to use spiritual power to break the formation, you use fingertip blood..."

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Jiao slammed the power of his palm on the eye of the formation with a sullen face.

A burst of red light collided with thunder streaks, and cracks and thunder streaks appeared on the ground, shaking in all directions in an instant.

The illusion was instantly shattered.

The feeling of going from the illusion of the formation to the reality is like tearing through the void, and Xi Jianglan's body without spiritual power feels as if it is being pulled around by countless hands.

The tearing feeling spread to the whole soul.

But only momentarily.

When Xi Jianglan opened his eyes slightly panting, the three of them had already returned to the Hongchen Zhijun Tower.

The wood-carved peach blossom portrait on the wall was struck by lightning, the petals were scorched black, the dead trees were still emitting thunder patterns, and wisps of black smoke were coming out.

Xun Niang, who was standing by the window looking down, turned around in shock, her eyes fell on the completely destroyed "Feng Peach Blossom" formation, her expression was stunned.

As for such a big movement, wouldn't it be possible to break through the formation with just two drops of blood?

Or……

The corners of Xunniang's lips twitched slightly.

Or is it true that the three of them didn't pool two drops of blood?

Impatiently waiting for the endless period, he was already chasing his tail in circles. When he saw Xi Jianglan at first glance, he was so happy that tears filled his eyes: "Xi Jianglan!"

With a kick of four claws, its obese body is still vigorous, and it jumped onto Xi Jianglan's shoulder with a "swoosh", rubbed his face affectionately, turned into a cloud of black mist and circled around Xi Jianglan's neck twice , drilled into the back of the neck and disappeared.

Xi Jianglan touched the back of his neck and smiled slightly.

Xun Niang looked at him inexplicably, and asked softly, "Have you got the memory?"

"Yeah." Xi Jianglan pinched the glazed ball with two fingers, and said with a subterranean smile, "It's quite well hidden."

The three of them were almost trapped inside.

Xunniang opened her lips, but stopped talking.

Forget it.

Xi Jianglan was holding the ball, and was about to ask Xunniang what she thought of this, when she realized that there seemed to be a commotion outside the window.

He walked over and scanned down, and found that the group of people who chose the oiran to light the lamps hadn't dispersed yet, and even more frantically lit the cloud lamps and threw them towards the Red Dust Zhijun Tower.

"What's going on here?" Xi Jianglan asked.

For some reason, Xun Niang gave Sheng Jiao a sympathetic look.

Sheng Jiao: "?"

Xun Niang said: "The world of mortals knows the old rules of the Junlou, the nobleman who lights up the most oirans can have a spring breeze with the new oirans."

When Xi Jianglan was trapped in "Feng Peach Blossom" for more than an hour, Hong Chen had already counted the number of lanterns—Lan Jiaojiao deserved to be the new oiran, and everyone cheered for a while.

Xi Jianglan let out an "oh", but didn't take it to heart.

He didn't sign any deed of sale to Hongchen Zhijunlou, and now after getting the memory ball, he patted his ass and left, Hongchen didn't dare to stop him.

Sheng Jiao didn't know the key, and frowned slightly.

Xi Jianglan caught a glimpse of it by accident, suddenly smiled slyly, and leaned forward to ask, "How many lamps did Sect Master Sheng light for me?"

Sheng Jiao stared at him coldly.

Xunniang said in a low voice: "Today the one who lights up the most lamps is a fairy surnamed Yu, who is said to have been invited by the owner to come to the flower building."

Xi Jianglan's smile disappeared instantly.

And damn it is that bastard at Yutuishan.

Just as he was speaking, there was a light knock on the door.

Hong Chen pushed the door open and blinked her eyes in surprise when she saw the mess in the room, but she probably had something urgent to do, so she didn't bother to ask too much, anyway, just smash it and re-arrange it, Hong Chen Building is not short of money.

"Obey." Hong Chen smiled softly, "Can I borrow a word with my sister?"

Xi Jianglan frowned: "Say it directly."

Hong Chen also took a sympathetic look at Sheng Jiao.

Sheng Jiao: "?"

"That Jade Immortal has arrived." Hong Chen said, "He will light fifty thousand lamps for you today, and would like to invite you to the private room to have a talk."

Fifty thousand.

I don't know how many of them are mixed with "abandoned fairy bones".

The traces of pseudo-Tianyan are not a big deal. People who have never taken "Abandoned Immortal Bone" can only be regarded as similar to the provocative fragrance of Hualou for entertainment. As long as they don't take it often, it will be fine.

I'm afraid that Yutuishan is playing other bad ideas.

"I heard that my sister and the cloud lantern are divided into eighty-two points," Xi Jianglan said with a half-smile, "I have earned so many spirit stones for my sister, so it's unreasonable not to give me a piece of the pie, right?"

Hong Chen: "..."

It was probably because Yutuishan asked too high a price, Hongchen, who loves money like his life, didn't turn his back on him when he heard this, thought for a while and said: "Success, share, give you half."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Liu Changxing: "..."

This little liar is used to making money.

Xi Jianglan didn't say much, he also wanted to meet Yutui Mountain for a while, and nodded slightly: "Well, please wait a moment, Xianjun, I will go there later."

Hong Chen was overjoyed and left happily.

Xi Jianglan picked up the oiran robe he had taken off from Sheng Jiao's forearm, put it on casually, and walked out casually.

Xun Niang hesitated: "Xi Jue..."

Xi Jianglan threw the glazed ball and said without looking back: "Don't worry, that man has great powers, knowing that I have the memory of Xi Minghuai, he will definitely not hold you back."

He smiled, implying: "Even if you want to kill, you have to kill me."

Xun Niang was taken aback.

Xi Jianglan didn't say much, turned and left.

What's more, Liu Changxing is here, unless he comes in person during the Mahayana period, can he really kill Xunniang.

Surrounded by the breath of "Abandoned Immortal Bone", Xi Jianglan managed to get over the aftermath of "Abandoned Immortal Bone", and at first inhaled the fake Tianyan—even if it was just a few faint wisps in the air, the thirst for meridians in his body followed. Slowly pan up.

The visitor from Yutui Mountain was not kind, Xi Jianglan rubbed the glass ball, bit the poison pill on his teeth and forcibly accumulated a trace of spiritual power, and was about to probe into the glass ball when there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Sheng Jiao followed.

It was only then that Xi Jianglan realized that there was a bigger problem that had not been resolved.

Sheng Jiao never talked to anyone in Zhuxingzhai, if Xi Jianglan hadn't played with him all day long, he would probably have no sense of existence like Fu Mou.

After so many years, Sheng Jiao's identity and cultivation are not what they used to be. Even if he doesn't say anything, he still has a sense of existence and a sense of oppression, which makes it impossible to ignore.

Xi Jianglan stopped and turned slightly, as if waiting for Sheng Jiao.

Sheng Jiao's expression was indifferent, and he seemed to be a little bit worried. As soon as he walked up with a sullen face, Xi Jianglan suddenly opened the empty narrow room next to him, pressed Sheng Jiao's shoulder hard and pushed it in.

The two squeezed in and slammed the door shut.

This private room was narrow and backlit, and it was dark as far as the eye could see.

Xi Jianglan held on to Sheng Jiao's skirt, tiptoed to his ear, and whispered a few words from his lips.

"Boy... fingertip blood? Huh? Say it again."

Sheng Jiao was as cold as frost and snow, looking at him indifferently in the dark.

"Sheng Wuzhuo, talk." Xi Jianglan said coldly, "Tell me what I want to hear."

Sheng Jiao was silent for a while, and said something that Xi Jianglan didn't want to hear the most: "Don't call me Sheng Wuzhuo."

Xi Jianglan was taken aback for a moment, his ears turned red all of a sudden, and his waist and limbs were forced to go limp by Sheng Jiao's frost and cinnamon scent, and he said harshly, "Sheng...Sheng Jiao! Believe it or not, I really killed you!"

"Letter." Sheng Jiao pushed Xi Jianglan's loose lock of hair behind his ear, and said coldly, "Are you really going to see Yudui Mountain?"

Xi Jianglan sneered: "That's right, they lighted so many lamps for me, why didn't I go to see them? It's not like that so-and-so who bought a small lamp and was still waiting for change."

That so-and-so: "..."

As soon as Xi Jianglan talked to him, he became angry, gritted his teeth, and forcibly restrained the pain in the bone marrow that was spreading all over his body. His face was like sinking water, and he was about to sign "for the bright moon" towards Sheng Jiao.

Sheng Jiao's quasi-Mahayana period made Xi Jianglan inexplicably apprehensive, so he had to seal his spiritual power first, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Sheng Jiao opened his hand and said lightly, "Memory."

Xi Jianglan was in pain all over his body, and he was in no mood to gag and talk nonsense with him. It was the first time in his life that he was so obedient and trustworthy, and passed Xi Minghuai's memory without saying a word.

Sheng Jiao took the ball and put it away, and slowly grabbed Xi Jianglan's slender wrist with his backhand.

Xi Jianglan frowned: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Jiao's dark eyes stared deeply at Xi Jianglan's pale face, and he didn't know what to see. Suddenly, as if he had changed his mind, his eyes froze, his fingertips condensed spiritual power, and instantly condensed into a heart-binding Ling Chao Xi Jiang Lan's little finger wrapped around it.

Xi Jianglan's pupils shrank, and he said vigilantly, "Is the majestic Xiezhi Sect Master not trusting his words?! Don't move, I want to use "for the bright moon". "

"You use it." Sheng Jiao said.

Xi Jianglan had an inexplicable bad feeling: "Then, then don't resist."

Sheng Jiao said, "Did I promise not to resist?"

Xi Jianglan looked at him in horror.

Sheng Jiao was fair and upright, as if he was adjudicating a case in the Xiezhi sect, his face was full of convincing uprightness and magnanimity, but what he said was almost rascal.

——Very Xi Jianglan.

"But you..." Xi Jianglan was really anxious, "You promised me to seal your spiritual power, isn't it just a default of not resisting, otherwise how could I exchange such an important thing as Xi Minghuai's memory?"

If Sheng Jiao resists, is there still a need for a deal? !

Sheng Jiao said coldly, "I didn't agree to this."

Xi Jianglan: "..."

Xi Jiang was furious: "Sheng Jiao!"

Sheng Jiao's cultivation base completely crushed him, and he lowered his eyes to ignore Xi Jianglan's fury, and finally wrapped the heart-binding silk that he had always wanted to hit around Xi Jianglan's slender little finger, and wrapped it countless times, completely making the two of them feel uncomfortable. Spiritual connection.

Xi Jianglan: "..."

The pain in the body, which seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects, somehow suddenly seemed to be suppressed by a stream of spiritual power - that was the scorching spiritual power passed down from Binding Lingling.

After binding Xin Ling, Sheng Jiao's pupils were cold, and he said indifferently, "Go."

Go see the Yuxian Jun who has lit [-] lamps.

Xi Jianglan was completely dumbfounded.

Xi Jianglan has always been the only one who talks nonsense and cheats others. How could he have thought that one day he would be turned against the general by the most upright Sheng Jiao? !

Sheng Jiao's eyebrows and eyes were cold and cold, like a cold stone on the top of a snow mountain that is always cold.

It's completely different from Xi Jianglan's wanton indulgence, even in bed, Sheng Jiao's brows are ruthless, Xi Jianglan never thought of being wary of such a high-altitude flower.

"Sheng Wuzhuo." Xi Jianglan's voice was trembling, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, trying in vain to make this man pick up the skin of a gentleman, and muttered, "You broke your promise and became fat, and you are too trustworthy and light on promises. What you do is worthy of Tian Yan The cultivation of the academy? Are you... still a gentleman?"

Sheng Jiaoan looked at him quietly, imitating Xi Jianglan's movements in the illusion, reached out and pressed Xi Jianglan's pale lips lightly, with a cold and indifferent tone.

"No."

Xi Jianglan: "..."