The Mortal Immortal

Make a clay figurine?

Shu Han looked at Song Changyi in astonishment, but Song Changyi's veins popped out, and the wine glass in his hand was immediately crushed into powder.

"It's too much to bully others! It's really too much to bully others!"

At this time, Gu Panchun pushed open the door of the tea room. She was wearing a tulle green dress and light pink makeup. She was no longer as voluptuous and beautiful as before, but had a sense of innocence like a girl next door.

When she saw Shu Han, he gave a slight salute, looked at Song Changyi who was gritting his teeth with a smile, took his arm and said, "Oh, why are you so angry just by making a clay figurine with your sister? If you don't want to make a clay figurine, come here. It’s okay to pinch your sister! If you keep showing this bad face, my stinky brother, my sister will not be in the mood to practice with you today.”

boom!

Song Changyi slapped his palm on the stone table, stood up suddenly, and glared at Gu Panchun. Shu Han quickly stood up and was about to persuade Song Changyi to calm down, but Song Changyi gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Isn't he just a clay figurine! Let's go! Lead the way! "

Shu Han spit out a mouthful of wine.

Looking at Song Changyi's sad and angry back, I almost laughed out loud.

You, Song Changyi, deserve to be the one who says the cruelest words and does the most cowardly things!

It seems that one thing is really killing another. The little bully who usually walks sideways in the fire cloud moment has encountered a natural enemy today. Gu Panchun really has him under control.

After drinking alone in the teahouse until midnight, Shu Han returned to Meng Shuran's soup pool.

In the soup pool, Meng Shuran lay on the armchair and fell asleep, with the book she had just been reading clasped on her chest. Shu Han watched her sleeping deeply and was actually curious about what books she was reading on weekdays, so he tiptoed to her bookshelf and picked out a book at random to read.

After flipping through a few pages, Shu Han lost interest.

A dignified monk in the Foundation Stage, his bookshelf is actually full of ordinary people's Jianghu novels, telling the grievances and hatreds of various Jianghu children, and even fantasizing about the free life of immortals.

Shu Han glanced quickly. These mortals described the life of immortals as too happy and beautiful, which was not realistic at all.

The path of a cultivator is more turbulent and terrifying than the world of mortals.

While Shu Han was flipping through the pages, Meng Shuran suddenly woke up. Shu Han was so frightened that he felt as if he had been caught as a thief.

When she saw Shu Han looking through her books, she was not angry. Instead, she asked, "Does it look good?"

Shu Han said: "These readings describe the world of ordinary people too ideally, and their speculations about the world of cultivation are even more unrealistic. The plot of the story is illusory and has no sense of reality. I don't know what benefit you have from reading these things all day long. It’s better to improve your cultivation at this time.”

Meng Shuran whispered: "I am willing to watch it because it is unrealistic. Don't you think the unrealistic descriptions are truly fascinating? The world of cultivation imagined by ordinary people is so carefree and free. If the real world of cultivation is like It’s just like how they described it.”

"What's the use of thinking about this? In the world of cultivation, strength speaks for itself. If you want to be free and easy, you must have the strength to be free and easy. Otherwise, it's all empty talk."

Meng Shuran nodded, then she stood up from the recliner, walked over and put the book back in her hand, turned around and stood in front of Shu Han, looked at Shu Han with watery eyes, and asked: "Why don't you look at me like other male cultivators do?" ?”

Shu Han smiled and said, "Why should I look at you like everyone else?"

Meng Shuran looked into Shu Han's eyes and said with a low smile: "You have other girls in your heart, right?"

Shu Han nodded.

Meng Shuran raised her neck, approached Shu Han, and said, "Is she as beautiful as me?"

"Definitely prettier than you."

oh!

Meng Shuran's eyes shone brightly: "It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it seems that this is indeed the case."

Shu Han chuckled: "Is Miss Meng too confident in her beauty? Although she does not have the charm of your charming body, in terms of beauty, you are definitely not as good as her."

Meng Shuran nodded and said: "Okay, in that case, I am very curious about the story between you and her. I am used to reading about the love and hatred in books, and I want to hear your real story. Can you tell me about it? "

"Sorry, not available."

Meng Shuran chuckled, walked away knowingly, and said slowly: "Don't worry, you and I will still have to get along for a while. When you are free, Shuran will be all ears."

Shu Han advised: "Instead of being curious about other people's stories, girls should write their own stories. No matter how much you listen or watch, you are just a bystander after all. Only by being there can you truly feel the taste."

"You are right, but unfortunately, I have no chance."

After hearing this and thinking of her identity as Ding Lu, Shu Han suddenly fell silent.

He didn't know what would happen to him as a cauldron, but from Meng Shuran's tone, it seemed that it wouldn't end well.

He couldn't help but say: "If I had known this, why bother at the beginning? You shouldn't have come in the moment of fire and cloud."

Meng Shuran looked back at Shu Han in surprise. Song Jinglun did not explain the final fate of these charming bodies when he issued the mission, but now listening to Shu Han's tone, she thought that this person should have guessed something.

She smiled and said: "This is my own choice. I came to Huoyunshi moment to settle the last grudge. But your words can be regarded as a small concern. Thank you Shuran."

The last grudge?

Shu Han saw that Meng Shuran had gone back to sleep, so he didn't ask too many questions.

However, we knew from her tone that Song Jinglun's twelve cauldrons might not end well.

He couldn't help but sigh.

In the world of cultivation, there is no freedom and freedom.

Then, Shu Han returned to Tangquan again, awakened Wangcai, and continued to practice the Black Underworld Fire.

Just like that, three days passed.

That night, Meng Shuran was in a good mood and was playing the piano. The sound of the piano was melodious, which reminded Shuhan of the scene when Shangguan Ruolin taught him music in Zhangzhuang.

He was a tone-deaf person, and no matter how he taught, he couldn't learn it, which made Shangguan Ruolin stamp her feet in anger.

The sound-breaking formation she used afterwards was really sound-breaking.

Just as Shuhan was immersed in Meng Shuran's piano, a deep voice came into Meng Shuran and his mind at the same time.

"Tonight at midnight, Tianhuotai, the leader has summoned!"

Meng Shuran and Shuhan couldn't help but look at each other.

Finally here!

Meng Shuran changed her clothes and followed Shuhan out of the Yehuo Hot Spring and flew straight to the top of Huoyun Peak.

After a while, just like more than two months ago, the original 24 people gathered again on the Tianhuotai.

Shuhan and Meng Shuran stood together, and there was no longer the estrangement and indifference of that day, and the others were even more affectionate with their partners.

Only Song Changyi and his wife seemed a little uncomfortable. Gu Panchun smiled and hugged his arm, while Song Changyi dared not say anything and endured silently.

At this time, two people, one red and one white, fell from the sky. They were Song Jinglun and Tang Shaner.

When Tang Shaner saw Gu Panchun hugging her son's arm, her eyebrows could not help but frown slightly, and then returned to their original state, without any abnormality.

Song Jinglun looked at them and smiled, "I guess you have been waiting for a long time. Now I will officially distribute the source of the earth dragon fire." Then, he looked at Tang Shaner and said, "Shaner, I leave it to you."