Time flies in a flash.

Three days later, the Sword Sect tests the sword table.

The first round of mood competition in the Dan period has been completed, and today is the second round of mood competition.

Heng Yu sat on the steps.

She wore an ink-colored long skirt today. The hem of the skirt was particularly wide, and it was dotted with diffuse ink-like patterns.

This color transformed away the coldness on her body, and made her look faintly bookish.

Qingwu walked over from the other end and looked up at Hengyu from below the steps.

Heng Yu was sitting backlight. He couldn't see the expression on her face clearly. He could only see the hem of the skirt gradually spread on the steps. It was obviously the simplest black and white color scheme, but the hem of the skirt seemed to melt in the sun. With her appearance, it formed a bright color between the world.

He reached out to her.

Heng Yu stood up from the steps.

His behavior was sudden and his movements were a little larger.

She walked down the steps step by step and came to Wu: "The competition is about to begin?"

Because of her sitting position just now, her cuffs were pressed out with obvious wrinkles.

Zaiwu reached out to help her flatten the folds of her cuffs: "Yes, I just searched around but couldn't find you, so I walked out."

Heng Yu: "You were just giving me a lecture to my junior brothers. I came out to bask in the sun when I was bored."

At this time, the sun was just right, and it was lazily hitting people, without any burning sensation.

Heng Yu sat there, feeling sleepy when she was so sunny.

"Let's go back." Soothe the obvious fold on the cuff, and Yu Wu let go of his hand and took a step back before saying.

Heng Yu yawned: "Okay."

Walking back to the crowd, Heng Yu, as a cultivator of Hehuan Sect, stood peacefully among the Buddhist practices of Wuding Sect.

She has been idle these days and has been staying in the room to study and test the magic array. Recently, she has some new ideas. She gestures to the air with her right index finger. If someone who is proficient in the array carefully observes, she will find that she is outlining a corner of the array with her fingertips.

He was so bored that Heng Yu walked behind Wu, raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on his shoulder and moved gently.

The two got closer, the wind blew by, and realized that they could smell the incense on her body.

The incense on her body is the faint fragrance of Hehuan. If this smell is strong, it will look greasy.

But if you just smoke it lightly for a while, the fragrance is appropriate, sweet but not greasy.

He has a good figure and looks a little thin when wearing a monk's robe. However, by touching his fingertips directly, he can clearly feel his muscles and smooth muscle lines.

Heng Yu was still drawing the formation seriously, and when he reached the back of his fingertips, he slid from his shoulder to the back of his neck.

"Lord Master?" Yu Wu turned his head and asked.

Heng Yu quietly moved his fingertips back to his shoulders: "What's wrong?"

"Are you still drawing a formation?"

Heng Yu was confident: "Yes."

She drew two circles with her fingertips: "Did you feel it?"

“…Are you drawing a circle?”

Heng Yu didn't speak and wrote the word "right" with his fingertips.

Realization is silent.

He noticed that the junior brothers around him were quietly looking at him, but when he saw Heng Yu having fun, he ignored the surrounding gaze and acquiesced to her play.

Before Heng Yu got tired of playing, the referee standing quietly next to the portal, closing his eyes to rest and announced that the competition was about to begin.

Jiuwu spoke again: "Lord."

Heng Yuxin stopped satisfied and asked him: "I suddenly realized a question, why don't you call my name directly?"

He was stunned by the truth, and he had never thought about this problem.

Since he first met, he has been calling the title "Lotus Master". After calling it for a long time, he naturally got used to it. He never thought of deliberately changing the title.

"I'll ask casually." Heng Yu said, "You can call me whatever you get used to, anyway."

Zaiwu smiled and said, "Yu'er."

After a pause, Yuyu added: "Your master should have called you."

He should not seem abrupt or transcendent when he calls it that way.

Heng Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Come over and participate in the competition."

Knowing did not waste any more time. He passed the junior brothers and walked towards the door, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"There should be no suspense when the mood is the best in the Jidan stage."

"It should be? It's better to say that there is no suspense. At the Dharma Assembly ten years ago, Wuding Sect only took less than a stick of incense (half an hour) to realize the Buddhist son. The second place took more than an hour directly. The difference between them is very different."

"Speaking of this... Wuding Sect realized the relationship between the Buddhist son and the Luo Master of Hehuan Sect..."

"It is rumored that Hehuan Sect has released a top-level guide mission at the heaven level, and this mission is related to the Buddhist son."

"What! Hehuan Sect is too bold, even the Buddhist son dares to make a case!" The monk was too shocked, his voice raised a lot, which attracted many people around him to look at him.

Heng Yu didn't pay much attention to their arguments at first, but this sentence did not restrain his voice. The monk who spoke was not close to her, so this sentence clearly reached her ears.

In fact, there was such a discussion, Heng Yu was not surprised.

In the Sword Sect, she and Yu basically act together. Both sides are not the kind of low-key and nameless person, so it is normal for them to be noticed.

Fortunately, neither of them cares.

The difference between her and enlightenment was never a worldly vision.

Between them is the road of each other.

Therefore, Heng Yu has always been doing things with his heart and will not be disturbed by others' strange eyes.

Le Nian stood beside Heng Yu.

Hearing these words, he quietly raised his eyes and wanted to measure Heng Yu's expression, but Heng Yu caught him and said, "Little Monk, what are you looking at me?"

Le Nian said embarrassedly: "Nothing."

"Don't care." Heng Yu guessed what he was struggling with, "Do your heart and don't live in other people's mouths."

Le Nian was still a boy whose baby fat had not completely faded, but sighed like a little adult: "No, I'm just in the Qi training period, and of course my thinking is not as good as you and your senior brother."

He can't ignore it at the moment.

His senior brother is such a bright and bright person, but now these people are not talking about how exquisite his senior brother's Buddhism is and how talented his talent is, but rather discussing the romantic news over and over again.

This really made him feel unhappy.

Heng Yu was amused by his expression: "It's rare to hear you praise me."

Seeing Nian's expression becoming more and more embarrassed, Heng Yu stopped teasing him and looked up at the portal - at this time, I realized that I should have entered the love gate.

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The darkness around him faded away, and Yuhu found himself standing outside a yard.

He was a little distracted, remembering that the love gate he entered in the previous Dharma meeting.

At that time, women of various appearances appeared in the illusion. They posed in various postures, and their faces were full of love and desire. He looked at them, but seemed to be looking at the red pink skeleton, and his heart was not at all disturbed.

He only took less than a quarter of an hour to pass the level of Love Sect, so he could finish the competition in such a short time and set a very amazing record.

Come back to your senses and realize that you are looking at the surrounding environment.

This yard is located on the mountainside, and there is a lush sycamore tree planted in the middle of the yard.

The mountain in the yard is not steep, but it is very high. The mountain is full of Hehua trees. This is the flowering period of Hehua flowers. Hehua flowers bloom all over the mountain, as hot as flames.

Acacia flowers.

The sycamore tree in the yard.

Based on these two points, the realization can be confirmed where this is.

At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the quiet yard.

It was the sound of falling leaves when someone stepped on the fallen leaves of the sycamore tree.

The rustling sound gradually became louder, and the people in the yard walked to the door and opened the door, looking like they wanted to go out for ventilation.

Zhiming's eyes fell on her, with deep and gentle eyes.

"You--" Heng Yu, wearing a green Taoist robe, stood inside the door. When he saw the enlightenment standing outside the door, a deep surprise appeared on his face. The next moment, surprise turned into obvious joy. Heng Yu's lips were bent in a smile, and even his voice was mixed with a smile, "Why don't you say to me in advance when you come to Hehuan Sect to see me?"

Without realizing the answer, Heng Yu said to himself, "By the way, I heard that you were going south to spread Buddhism some time ago. Is this the way to Hehuan Sect so I came to see me?" Her smile gradually stained the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and she was filled with joy. "What a coincidence, I just left the seclusion and originally thought that I would go to Wuding Sect to see you in two days, but I didn't expect you to come to Hehuan Sect to find me first."

Feeling the joyful atmosphere from her body, I realized that the hands hanging beside me slowly tightened.

He subconsciously pursed the corners of his dry lips.
To be continued...