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Chapter Thirty Night

"Who!" Chu Cheng was shocked and didn't realize there was anyone around him.

There were very few trees in this lake. When I came here, I used my spiritual sense to check the surroundings. Apart from him, there was no one else. But now this voice appeared silently.

"Junior brother, don't panic, I am a disciple of the Luoyun Sect just like you."

The sound is as beautiful as the spring water, refreshing the heart. Even if the wind blows in the willows, the sound of the clouds in the sky is just like this.

A figure appeared in the moonlight, and under the bright moon, a ball of flame ignited!

Who is it? Burning under the moonlight and taking away the brilliance of the moonlight?

Chu Cheng had seen many women, but only Lin Qingrou could compare with her.

The woman in red had her three thousand black hair tied into a simple blue bun, and put on an elegant plum blossom hairpin. Her beautiful eyes were full of splendor, and her red lips had a faint smile.

"Junior brother?" When the woman saw Chu Cheng looking at her foolishly, she was not embarrassed, she just smiled slightly and asked.

Chu Cheng came back to his senses, his face turned red and he felt a little embarrassed.

The woman in red smiled, her red lips pursed like petals.

She didn't know why the man wasn't angry when he stared at her. If it were any other man, she would definitely teach him a lesson.

The woman in red is stunningly beautiful and is the most beautiful woman in Qingzhou Continent. She is used to seeing men look at her with infatuated eyes.

She hated that kind of look. The greedy look, as if she wanted to eat her in one bite.

But it seemed that there was something different about the man in front of him. There was only admiration in his eyes.

"Junior brother is really talented in literature!" The woman in red thought for a moment and took the initiative to break the silence.

She was touched by poetry and came here because of poetry. Perhaps, this is a fate.

That’s how we got together, that’s how we got to know each other. But it’s destiny? Who knows about all the numerology?

Chu Cheng hurriedly waved his hand and said modestly: "Where is it! A little poem!"

The woman in red smiled and said: "Junior brother wrote a poem, I am afraid that not many people in the world can compare with it."

Before she started to practice, she was the princess of the Ling Kingdom, and she also liked the style of poetry and writing. These words were spoken from the bottom of her heart.

Chu Cheng smiled in his heart. He just thought of this poem out of emotion. However, in this world, there are no poets from previous lives. The poems he chanted were his own. Although this poem is good, the one he remembers in his mind is not good.

There are many poems.

Unexpectedly, some practitioners also like poetry? And this woman looks younger than me, how can she call her junior brother?

"But it doesn't hurt to be called junior brother by such a pleasing beauty." Chu Cheng thought to himself.

"Junior brother?" The woman in red couldn't help frowning when she saw Chu Cheng grinning. Could it be that she had seen the wrong person?

I thought that someone who could write such a poem would be different from other men, but I didn't expect...

"What a pity." The woman in red shook her head. She thought that people who could write poems with this kind of artistic conception would be different, but she didn't expect that it would still be the same.

Before Chu Cheng could come to his senses, the woman in red had already flown into the sky.

"Eh? Senior sister! What's your name?" Chu Cheng heard the movement, came back to his senses, and saw that the woman had flown away, and asked hurriedly.

The fiery red figure got farther and farther away, and was about to disappear from Chu Cheng's sight.

"What's going on?" Chu Cheng couldn't help but feel annoyed. The woman clearly had a good impression of him, so how could she suddenly leave without even saying hello?

Poor Chu Cheng had no idea that because of his silly smile, others changed their view of him.

Just when the figure disappeared from sight, a voice came, it was that woman's voice.

"Gong Shiyue!"

Chu Cheng's body trembled and he stared blankly at the direction the woman was flying towards. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Chu Feibai, Gong Shiyue, Ouyang Xiu?" Chu Cheng instantly remembered the names he heard three years ago in his memory.

"Among the core disciples, only Gong Shiyue and Ouyang Xiu can stand shoulder to shoulder with Chu Feibai..."

Chu Cheng didn't expect to meet the rumored core disciple Gong Shiyue accidentally.

"Wait! Ouyang Xiu! How could I forget my eldest brother!" Chu Cheng laughed!

"Three years have passed now. My eldest brother must have reached the realm of condensation and become an elder of the Luoyun Sect! The condensation monks are very important in the four immortal sects. As long as my eldest brother comes, he will definitely be able to take me away." Chu Cheng became excited.

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Chu Cheng had always forgotten about Ouyang Xiu because he was in seclusion. Today, when he saw Gong Shiyue, he suddenly remembered him.

"We must find a way to pass on the news about me in Baicao Valley to my elder brother." Chu Cheng thought about it. He couldn't get out of Baicao Valley, so he had to find someone who could.

"It should be okay to give some benefits to the disciples who come to Baicao Valley to refine medicine." Chu Cheng decided that when he sees any disciple who comes to Baicao Valley to refine medicine, he will pay him and help bring news.

But at least you have to use a middle-grade spiritual stone...Chu Cheng will never take out the high-grade spiritual stone. After all, it is too precious.

Thinking of this, Chu Cheng felt happy, as if he could go out tomorrow.

Chu Cheng walked to the lake and sat down at the place where he had been meditating for the past three years. He put his hands on it and watched the moonlight at night.

A full moon hangs for nine days.

Chu Cheng closed his eyes and circulated around the sky, absorbing the spiritual energy. As usual, there was still no starlight. He had long been accustomed to it and was not disappointed.

The starry sky twinkles, and the stars surround the edge of the full moon, like a foil or embellishment.

The most beautiful paintings in the world come from nature, from thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and from the vast starry sky composed of this sea of ​​stars.

After a long time, the sky suddenly darkened, and all the light was dimmed at this moment!

High in the sky, clouds rose, covering the full moon and even the starry sky.

All the night light was covered by clouds at this moment! Except for the self-scattered light from the white snow on the ground.

"Huh?" Chu Cheng felt that his eyes were darkened. He could still sense a little light outside his eyelids when he closed his eyes, but at this time everything was plunged into darkness.

Chu Cheng opened his eyes and was startled when he found that the entire starry sky was covered by an invisible layer of clouds.

This kind of scene is truly a great spectacle, rarely seen in any city. The entire night sky of Qingzhou Continent was dimmed at this moment!

This even alarmed some of the golden elixir experts in the Four Immortals Sect!

In Luoyun Sect, on a mountain peak, peach blossoms were blooming all over the mountain. What was strange was that the snow that was flying all over the sky could not fall on that mountain peak.

On a cliff, an old Taoist with an immortal spirit was sitting watching the moon and drinking wine. At this moment, he noticed something strange and suddenly raised his head.

"The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth. Could it be that the Luoyun Cave Realm has been opened in advance?" The old Taoist looked at the sky, pinched his fingers and thought.

"It's not the Luo Yundong realm! The opening of the Luo Yundong realm is still a year away." The old Taoist's eyes flashed and he stood up suddenly.

"With such a vision, this must be the birth of a rare treasure!" The old Taoist smiled and took a step forward.

The petals have fallen under the peach blossom tree, and there is no one on the top of the mountain except the pot of wine.


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