The ball of water turned into a small humanoid shape, and it was placed next to An Qingli's lips. It was the best in daily life.
"Promise." Ancestor Qi Min said in a message, "This is your chance. A good person will teach you his experience, which can save you tens or even hundreds of years of understanding. The good person's experience in understanding the exercises is better than
The alchemy experience your master gave you is hard to buy with money. Besides, the best is good-looking, and the one who suffers may be the best."
An Qingli glanced at his ancestor, who was getting more and more familiar with him. He weighed it in his mind, but he stopped being pretentious and nodded slightly.
The little figure made of water was immediately printed on An Qingli's cheek.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form.
What's more, if you think of this ball of water as water, it is just a ball of water.
"No! No!" Wu Ling roared and pinched the branches of the pear tree with his hands.
The water then came to the center of An Qingli's eyebrows and printed on An Qingli's forehead.
"Ah, no!"
The mist spirit roared wildly, causing the pear petals on the ground to dance wildly.
The water touched An Qingli's forehead again. It was ice cold and not too disgusting.
"Ah, Mu Sheng! Grandmaster!" Wu Ling roared loudly, "The Supreme Being is looking down on your disciple! Come out and stop it! Come out and stop it!"
"You can't say that." An Qingli raised his hands, held the ball of water in the palm of his hand, took the initiative to bring his lips to the ball of water, kissed the ball of water, and said with a smile, "I am frivolous with the ball of water."
, instead of water frivolous me."
The puddle of water was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared in the small eyebrows, which touched An Qingli's lips.
An Qingli looked calm, as if it were a ball of water moistening her lips.
"Crazy, crazy." Xiao Jintan shook the branches in annoyance.
On the side, True Lord Duoze raised his hands and wanted to applaud. He didn't know whether he was applauding An Qingli for rebelling against the guest, or applauding the Supreme Lord for his shamelessness.
He had seen this great kindness from a young age, and this was the first time he saw this kid act so proactively.
I'm really lucky that the grandmaster is not here, otherwise the show would not be able to go on at all.
"Ah!" the mist spirit screamed in anger, "let go of the Great Good and let me do it!"
"You should come." An Qingli kissed the ball of water floating in the air again and said provocatively.
The Lei Yihu in the Mahayana realm was watching the show in mid-air, tsk tsk, these human children are better at playing than this 8,000-year-old old man.
"I" Wu Ling was so impulsive that he wanted to possess An Qingli immediately, but he finally held back, "I won't be fooled by your little Ji Zhu."
An Qingli smiled proudly and said, "Then I'll kiss you again, let's see how long you can endure it."
Shangshan said "hmm" to express his agreement, suddenly transformed into his true form, pressed An Qingli's slim waist with both hands, and placed a seal on An Qingli's lips.
When their eyes met, the air became quiet, and the rain seemed to make no sound.
An Qingli suddenly leaned back and half-squinted his eyes. This God was actually serious. This game seemed to be too much.
Will Master peel off her skin later?
Although the two words collided, it was not a big deal.
The three people in the Tribulation Realm looked here, but their spiritual consciousness was released. If Shangshan is playing like this, will he be skinned by the Grandmaster?
"Crack!"
"Pop!"
True Lord Duoze finally applauded, Shangshan is really a good boy. The humiliation he suffered from Mu Sheng got worse and he became his disciple.
In fact, both parties involved were in quite calm moods.
An Qingli's heartbeat is gentle, and so is the Supreme Being.
"Continue?" Shangshan said.
An Qingli frowned and said, "I think my master will let the Lei Yihu trample you to death."
Shangshan smiled and said: "Don't say anything that will ruin the scenery. In the middle of the play, it is important to lure out the mist spirit, and success is imminent."
He was the one who made the bet with Wu Ling. Although he didn't show it on his face, he cared about winning or losing more than anyone else in his heart.
The little Lingxi burped, spit out a mouthful of poisonous gas, and complained that the green fence of his family had sacrificed a lot.
"The one who sacrifices the most is the best, okay." Little Pegasus raised his head in the spirit beast bag and said, "Master, eat the fat that reaches your mouth. This is the best, master, just close your eyes and open your mouth to gnaw!
"
An Qingli's face was full of black lines, but she still wanted to save face, so she sent a message to Shangshan: "For the sake of your life and mine, you should turn into water, so that I can talk easier."
Shangshan's eyes were filled with doting that could not distinguish between true and false. Suddenly, with a thought in his mind, the falling rain gathered around him and formed a translucent water cocoon, wrapping him and An Qingli in it.
People outside could only vaguely see the figures hugging each other.
"What are you going to do?" An Qingli was speechless. She could tell that Shangshan had no ill intentions towards her and no uncontrollable interest. However, playing like this would not be very good for her reputation.
Although she is the master's disciple, she has long been criticized by many people for not staying in the sect to practice elixirs.
"Continue to be frivolous, time is running out, only two days left." Shangshan put one hand around An Qingli's waist, and activated the heaven-level skills, gradually turning into a shape made of water.
However, the shape made of water is as tall and short as the Supreme Being. Through the oval water cocoon, people outside cannot see clearly what is true or false inside.
An Qingli looked at the lifelike water man in front of him, suddenly raised a hand and slowly reached towards the water man's heart.
The water man didn't move, letting An Qingli test it.
Circles of water rippled away from where the hand passed through.
This water person is not an illusion, but is actually condensed by water.
Shang Shan lowered his head and looked at the arm that passed through his heart, and said through a message: "Water has no permanent shape. This can only be achieved if you practice the technique to a high level."
An Qingli's arm had already penetrated the water man's body.
With five fingers pinching Shui Ren's back, An Qingli suddenly raised his bright eyes and said happily: "I want to give it a try?"
"Huh?" Shangshan was puzzled, "You can do as you like. But don't make too much noise, and don't separate too much, so as not to make the fog spirit laugh at us for not paying attention to the show."
"Understood." An Qingli's finger gestures changed, and a small ball of black flame suddenly appeared on his finger.
The water man's head moved slightly, and his eyebrows moved to the back.
In other words, the two people who were standing opposite each other before have now become standing with their backs to each other.
The Wuling was mad with jealousy on the pear tree. No matter how the two people moved in the dim light, when it saw them, they became a raging match.
And the hazier and unclear the vision, the more exciting and uncontrollable the imagination becomes.
Wu Ling bit the sleeves of An Qingli with all his strength, wishing he could bury An Qingli under the tree to make flower fertilizer.
In the spirit beast bag, the little Pegasus made another bet with the little Thunder Winged Tiger: "Do you think the master's netherworld fire is more powerful, or the water transformed by the Supreme Good?"
"It should be because Shui is so powerful." Xiao Huzi said, "Although they are both heaven-level techniques and are indistinguishable, Shangshan is in the late Yuanying stage, two realms higher than his master."
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