In the divine realm, day and night, but people's daily routines are at their own pace

Mu Xue entered a quiet place in the house, observed her mind and stopped thinking, calmed her mind and guarded her hijacks, seized time to stabilize the new realm she had learned when crossing the sea of ​​desire.

In the Huangting, the world is first divided, the sky is filled with fire and clouds, and the dragon roar is hidden. The earth is covered with quiet water, crystal clear as a mirror, and it is clear to the bottom.

Mu Xue opened her eyes to look inside, and suddenly realized that I was in me, and she saw her soul sitting upright on the edge of the water mirror.

A fierce tiger jumped out from the bottom of Hongcheng's water.

Unlike before, the tiger shook its wet hair and actually walked around Mu Xue for half a circle, crawling down beside her.

Mu Xue looked sideways in surprise and saw the tiger turning into a wet man crawling on the ground.

On the man's smooth back, his beautiful shoulder blades swayed, and the water droplets slid down his skin. He supported his body with his solid arms. He reached out and grabbed his wet hair back, squinted his eyes and looked at Mu Xue.

There were clear water droplets hanging on the eyelashes, revealing that thrilling face.

Mu Xue had only seen this face not long ago. He laughed wildly in the waves of the phantom sea of ​​desire. His jade face was stained with blood, and he crossed the sea with a boat.

After thousands of sails, there are no teenagers.

The little boy back then was now an adult man. When he raised his eyes, a drop of water slid along his neck, rolled over his round shoulders, and rolled down his way.

Cen Qianshan approaches Mu Xue, his eyes are like the sea before the storm comes.

"Master, do you actually don't recognize me?"

This is not the case with my hills.

When this thought flashed through Mu Xue's mind, Cen Qianshan's face changed. His facial features were still the same, without the gloomy and depressedness he had when he became an adult.

It began to become soft and bright, with the soft grass in the autumn pond scattered in the eyes, becoming what I looked like when I was eighteen years old.

His wet hand reached over, drooped Mu Xue's knees, raised his neck, revealing spring marks on his body, his eyes were waving,

"Master, you are so polite to Xiaoshan, why don't you want me?"

Mu Xue could not defend the state of concentration for a moment and withdrew from visualization.

Open your eyes and there is a dim house in front of you, and outside the window is a sunset that never sets.

She tried hard to calm down the chaos in her body.

What's wrong with this? Have you entered the Demon Realm?

Mu Xue quietly looked at the corner of the book exposed under the bed, kicked it inside, adjusted her breathing, and meditated again to calm down.

Sometimes, once this delusion arises, it is like a bright red spring flower blooming in the snow. The more you don’t want to see it, the more charming it attracts your sight.

No matter how Mu Xue observes her mind and calm, the water tiger in Huangting can always be transformed into Cen Qianshan's appearance at the most inappropriate time.

He appeared from the depths of the clean water, with beautiful hair, watery skin, and stretched out his slender arms and lay on the edge of the pool.

Sometimes he looks depressed and depressed. Sometimes he becomes sunny and young.

Sometimes he held Mu Xue's hand and smiled shyly, but sometimes he said the obscene words in the book without any scruples.

Mu Xue, who was very worried, suddenly remembered what Senior Brother Yang Jun said to them in the noodle shop.

"When you go down the mountain, you meet a handsome young man. Naturally, he is also his face when he meditates, and he will see his face when he is quiet."

Mu Xue covered her face and had to go to her senior sister and brother for advice.

Senior Brother Fu had already woken up and sat at the head of the bed wearing a coat. He took a bowl of porridge handed over by Miao Honger, and said politely and alienatedly: "I'm working."

Miao Honger thought, as long as she woke up, it would be difficult to hear him call him "Senior Sister".

She sorted out her clothes and sat down at the end of Fu Yun's bed.

"As far as I say, you and Xiaoxue are here for a good rest first, and let me explore the way forward."

"No, I'm fine, I'll set off tomorrow." Fu Yun interrupted her lightly.

At this moment, Mu Xue leaned into her head from outside the door.

As soon as Miao Honger saw her, she waved to her and took out a paper bag of sugar snowballs with white frost: "I and those people from Fuwang City in the Demon Spirit Realm have exchanged fresh food. Xiaoxue must have never eaten it. Ah, open her mouth."

Mu Xue opened her mouth and picked it up. The red fruit was sour and crispy, and the syrup was crispy.

What a missed food, this is the snack she has eaten since she was a child.

"I want to ask my senior sister and senior brother. What if there is something wrong with Shuihu when the dragon and tiger meet?" She asked in ambiguously with her cheeks puffed with candy snowballs.

Fu Yunqi said: "What is the water tiger like?"

Miao Honger: "What's wrong with Shuihu?"

No matter how thick-skinned Mu Xue was, she was embarrassed to tell her that she had read the erotic storybook and transformed the Shui Hu, who represented the essence of the Taiyin, into her little apprentice.

He had to say vaguely: "It's just... he is not very silly, he doesn't do what he should do, and runs around."

Fu Yun sat upright: "The black lead-water tiger is the root of the birth of heaven and earth. Its shape is rampant and needs to be tamed and regulated to produce innate essence and obtain the golden liquid and return the elixir."

Mu Xue stuttered: "What, how can you tame it?"

Fu Yun said, "The saint once said that subduing dragons is to refine oneself, and subduing tigers is to maintain one's heart. Master once passed on the word "The Tiger Depression, and today I will pass it on to you."

Mu Xue hurriedly sat upright and listened to the formula.

I only heard my senior brother recite: "Colle the herbs and find the truth to the tiger stream, and the tiger in the stream is powerful. I am forced to return to my house by being led by me, and I will ride on a horse in the future."

"Sit...being a horse riding?" Mu Xue was stunned. She remembered Cen Qianshan's wet appearance, and she couldn't imagine that scene.

Miao Honger looked at her stunned expression and was funny.

"The Tao you practice is different from your senior brother. I'm afraid you can't practice according to his method. Do you want to eat another one? Ah, open your mouth." She stuffed a candy snowball into Mu Xue's mouth, "Did Xiaoxue see something else?"

Mu Xue bulged her cheeks and creaked: "Ah. Can you still hold it... something to hold it?"

"It's not surprising at all to see something else." Miao Honger raised a finger, "The Book of Changes says: Heaven and earth are misty, and all things are transformed into mellow. Men and women form essences, and all things are transformed into birth.

Therefore, the intersecting of yin and yang in heaven and earth gives birth to everything. Those who practice you and I also produce great medicine by the intersecting of yin and yang.

What we call the intercourse between dragon and tiger is to promote yin and yang, combine nature and life, and communicate with spirit. Although the Taoist Dharma talks about dragon and tiger, it may actually be in any form."

Mu Xue thought for a long time and murmured in a low voice: "But Li Long, Kan Tiger. Li is Yang, Kan is Yin. I think Water Tiger must be at least... a woman."

The universe, dragon and tiger, yin and yang intersect, fire dragon and water tiger, water tiger, at least it cannot be a man, and it cannot have a small mountain face. How can I be embarrassed to practice this?

"It's not like this," Fu Yun said, "Although Li is yang, the outer yang is yin and the inner yin is yin. Kan is yin, but the outer yin is yang. Therefore, Kan is yang and the inner yang is yang, so Kan is a male with the toad palace."

He took out a thin silk book and took out an exquisitely drawn drawing for Mu Xue to see. He saw a cauldron in the picture, a white-faced man on the left came with a tiger sitting on the tiger, and a woman in red came on the right riding a dragon.

There are also comments: The white-faced man rides a water tiger, and the woman in red crosses the fire dragon. After meeting with lead and mercury cauldron, she is locked in it for a while.

The white-faced man in the picture has long hair, his eyebrows are flying into his temples, and he rides on a tiger's body and breaks out of the water. Mu Xue looked at it for a long time and felt confused and enlightened, and seemed to be even more confused and chaotic.

During dinner, because there was no furniture here, Mu Xue and Miao Honger could only squat in the yard with a bowl of mutton soup.

"Xiaoxue is still very small. If you don't understand something, don't think so. Take your time and don't worry. Many people will have some things they can't figure out when they first enter the realm." Miao Honger ate so much that she hung a circle of red oil on her mouth. She raised her head and asked Mu Xue, "Is it delicious? Why do I think these flavors in the Demon Spirit Realm taste particularly good? Let's go and ask them for some later."

"Ah, it's delicious." Mu Xue's mouth was so irritating. "What did my senior sister see when she first entered the Dragon and Tiger Realm?"

"I. I don't need to say anything." Miao Honger smiled embarrassedly, holding the bowl, "I saw a double pot with red oil and white soup, rolling in the room, and the room was fragrant. Now I still drool when I think about it."

Mu Xue smiled, and her anxious heart was relaxed because of the demonic obstacles.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines into the dilapidated courtyard.

Two figures, one big and one small, were sitting under the eaves holding a steaming soup bowl.

"So did my senior sister agree to take me with me?"

"Well, if Xiaoxue wants to go, go with her. After all, you are also a member of Xiaoyao Peak. As long as your senior sister is still standing on this road and not falling down, you will definitely protect you."

The desolate earth, the eternal dusk.

The pale sunset hangs in the sky, and the cigarette rolls yellow sand at the end of the earth, changing as you like.

I don't know who is playing the strings, the huqin is sad, and the clouds are gone,

On a high place of a ruin, there was a figure looking at the sky, sitting alone for a long time without saying a word. On the broken wall beside him, a small simple tin man was lying.

"Who is that person? I've been sitting on it for a long time." A passing magic cultivator asked her companions.

Her companion looked up at the black figure sitting on the top of the broken wall, and was startled. He quickly pulled her back to the darkness of the alley.

After a moment, he leaned out his head and stretched out his head, making sure that the back at the height had never noticed them, and then he let out a sigh and felt relieved.

"Who, who? I'm so nervous?"

"You don't even know him?" the companion whispered, "It's him, the one who has been guarding the Han Kiln for 180 years."

"Cen? It turns out it's him. Why are you so afraid of him?" The young cultivator stretched out his head to look at the handsome side face under the setting sun, and exclaimed softly, "It's true that it's as handsome as the book is written."

"You are still young and have never experienced his madness." Your companion shook your head and pulled her back. "Then you are an evil ghost. You can't imagine how crazy he can be. I have seen half of the man's body turn into bones, but he still stands among the dead and laughs. I still think about it. "

The man sitting on the broken wall ignored the rumors under the roof.

He had been sitting there alone for a long time, watching the clouds of cigarettes in the sky without doing anything.

The yellow sand is like a dream, and it vaguely turns into that familiar voice, appearance, smile, as if the person I love in my life is hidden in the cloud that will never be touched.

A thin spiritual power flowed out of his body, spreading along the slope, and drilled into the small iron man. The simple iron man was controlled by the spiritual power, slowly swung his stiff limbs, and stood up bit by bit.
To be continued...