Chapter 160: When it comes to cooking, you always have to respond.
The biting cold wind was blowing, and the sky was filled with snow.
In the deserted mountain forest, several figures were looking around for something.
Su Bei walked around and searched carefully, but did not find anything special. He frowned and put the jar with a trace of Qi into the storage ring, looking at the tragically missing one on the snow.
Judging from the clothes on the breathy corpse, he should be from a second-rate sect.
Suddenly there was a 'ding' in my mind:
"Congratulations to the host's second apprentice for successfully breaking through to the foundation-building realm. The system randomly received 3,700 times the feedback."
"Congratulations to the host for gaining 3.7 million experience points. The current state has returned to reality in half a step."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the additional 'Hourglass of Time'."
"..."
Feeling the abundance of spiritual energy in his body, Su Bei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and his eyes lit up.
——This time the system actually gave me a life-saving thing.
For a person with my own personality, this is simply a rare divine item... It's a pity that there is no resurrection armor.
Although this second disciple's personality is a bit...hard to describe, in terms of cultivation, he is no worse than his first disciple.
When you go back, you must treat both of them equally and drain yourself evenly.
The morning sun has risen high, the sunshine is just right, and the snow fans have quietly dispersed.
Su Bei raised his head, waved to the three women, and said with a gentle expression:
"Let's go, it doesn't matter, we should go back to Jianzong..."
I am not a saint myself, and the dead disciple is not a disciple of the Sword Sect, so how can I have the leisure to care about such a thing?
After stuffing the stone token tightly, looking at the beautiful sunshine in the sky, Su Bei stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and murmured to himself:
"We are about to go to the Holy Land..."
I don’t know why, but it seemed that Sword Girl’s little face was a little dazed. Su Bei walked over and gently pulled her little hand, then squatted down, straightened her collar, and said softly:
"What are you thinking about? The Holy Land's recruitment ceremony will be held in a few days!"
"Go hard!"
The sword lady held the stone necklace in front of the bear with her little hand, curved the corner of her mouth in a nice arc, and nodded towards Su Bei.
"Um!!"
...
Jianzong, Bujianfeng.
In the early morning, in late winter, there is a lot of snow in Xuzhou, and the snow is like silk and fog.
Under the apricot tree in the thatched cottage.
The ground was filled with white snow surrounding the apricot trees, and low tables were scattered in all directions. A silver-haired woman stood quietly in front of the low tables, and the long sword in her hand shone with a cold light in the sunlight.
Mo Li breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling the spiritual energy in his body flowing through the meridians throughout his body, and murmured softly:
"Finally broke through to foundation building."
Then, he moved forward, the long sword in his hand flying around, and then thrust forward suddenly, causing a sharp sword cry.
It's a pity that the sword's edge has always lacked a trace of charm, and that spiritual energy has been unable to gather at one point for a long time.
Mo Li put away his sword, his face softened slightly, and he silently looked at the long sword in his hand, dazed.
"Jianyi, after so long, I still can't get the essence."
"..."
He shook his head. Even with the understanding from his previous life, facing this sword manual was not as easy as he thought.
Hanging the long sword on his waist, with his hands behind his back, looking at the picturesque Bujian Peak covered with fine snow and smoke, he glanced around casually, and suddenly saw a piece of purple gauze quietly exposed in the corner of the corridor, three thousand
The white hair is flowing gently.
Mo Li's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he said with some confusion:
"Uncle Ninth Master? Why is she going to Senior Sister's room?"
After a slight hesitation, Mo Li held his breath and walked silently towards Shan Wulan's slightly sneaky figure.
...
Shan Wulan took a deep breath, pursed her thin lips, and quietly walked into Xiao Ruoqing's room.
There was no one around on Bujian Peak, and there was only one Mo Li left. He had just observed it secretly. She was currently practicing, so she probably didn't have much time to notice him.
She had just woken up not long ago, still looking a bit lazy. She was wearing a purple shirt casually, and her white hair was just held up with a ribbon. After Shan Wulan walked into Xiao Ruoqing's room, her eyes lit up instantly.
, looking around.
There is a bronze mirror in the room, and a sandalwood table is placed inside. Because they are two unique sets of elegant rooms that Su Bei moved from Hongchen Peak before, the furnishings inside are antique.
Shan Wulan narrowed his eyes gently, thought for a moment, and then walked towards a small cabinet next to the bedside brocade.
He took a deep breath, opened it carefully, and looked at the things inside, his eyes suddenly lit up.
As expected, the things that I have been thinking about are right here!
——Xiao Ruoqing went out with her senior brother, and it should be a while before she comes back.
Shan Wulan reached out and took out the bellybands he bought in Mocheng at that time, and murmured to himself:
"That's it. Fortunately, there are a few new ones that she hasn't worn yet..."
"It's obviously my size, but does it fit her perfectly?"
"..."
Looking at the piece of yarn that she loved so much and had obviously been worn several times, Shan Wulan sighed softly.
Walking to the polished bronze mirror, Shan Wulan bit his teeth lightly, his eyes changed for a while, then he gently took off his clothes and looked at the beautiful figure in the mirror, with its snow-white undulations.
Winding, a blush crept up to Shan Wulan's ears, and her eyes were filled with mist.
After thinking about it, I put on the gauze bellyband with two big holes exposed and tied the straps...
"Senior brother, you will like it."
"..."
I bought these all for him, and now I finally found the opportunity to take them back secretly while Xiao Ruoqing was away.
The hope in my heart became stronger and stronger.
Because of Mo Li's appearance, the uneasiness in Shan Wulan's heart has been infinitely amplified.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! There are more and more women around Su Bei. There were only a few before, but now that I think about it carefully, I can’t even count them with one hand.
Come.
I have read a lot of books in Zangjian Pavilion these days. Although there are all kinds of strange things in the books, they all tell me a truth without exception.
Emotions, take the initiative!
There is never a shortage of excellent women around excellent men.
He had kissed his senior brother before, but he did not reject him. He still held a lot of weight in his heart, so there must have been a lack of an opportunity.
We have gone through hardships together and supported each other on the way back to the Sword Sect. Can we be considered to be supporting each other, right?
Shangyuanjie also wanted to go to Shangyuanjie very much, but it was the first time that she gave in and gave it to her sister.
Shan Wulan's heart was in chaos, and an indescribable anxiety affected her state of mind. Looking at the graceful body in the mirror, Shan Wulan took off her bellyband, and then took away the few things she bought.
, said to himself:
"There is no right or wrong in feelings. I will never give in to anyone..."
"You always have to respond when everything is cooked."
"..."
My sister can't do it, my senior sister can't do it, and my senior brother's two apprentices can't do it even more!
After returning everything in Xiao Ruoqing's house to its original appearance, Shan Wulan calmed down her mind, walked out of the room calmly, and then walked towards the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
There are still some things to learn.
...
Mo Li watched Shan Wulan walk into Xiao Ruoqing's room with a suspicious look on his face. Immediately, there was a muttering and soft rustling sound coming from the room.
Then through a small hole, I saw people wearing various bellybands...
Then he saw her walking out with a faint blush on her cheeks, and flew towards the Hidden Sword Pavilion without looking back.
What is Uncle Ninth Master doing?
Intuition tells her that everything she wants to do may be related to Master!
——But how come Xiao Ruoqing has so many immoral bellybands?
A sneer instantly appeared on the corner of Mo Li's mouth, he stretched out his slender hand, rubbed and played with the long sword in his hand, and said to himself:
"Senior Sister, Junior Sister, I think you are such a arrogant person, and you have more fun than anyone else."
"I'm afraid you want to be ridden by Master, right?"
Mo Li took a deep breath, tied his silver hair into a high ponytail, picked up his sword, closed the door, turned around and descended from Swordless Peak, and followed him.
Along the way, various greetings came from my ears:
"Hello, Senior Sister Mo!"
"Senior Sister Mo also want to go to Hidden Sword Pavilion?"
"Junior sister Mo, senior brother has some questions that I would like to ask for advice on...I wonder if I can."
"..."
Mo Li turned around and glanced at a disciple of the Sword Sect with cold eyes. A wave of coldness swept over everyone in an instant. The man smiled coquettishly and ran towards behind him without looking back.
go.
After walking for a while, I finally looked up and saw the plaque of Hidden Sword Pavilion.
Seeing this familiar place, Mo Li felt mixed emotions, and then stepped into it.
Looking around, he finally saw Shan Wulan in a purple robe in a corner. Her expression was very solemn, as if she was studying some important skills. Occasionally, she would nod thoughtfully.
What is written in the book?
Mo Li's expression was a little strange. For him, among the people around his master, only this ninth uncle was the most difficult to deal with. He couldn't see through her at all. This person was just like her temperament, cold and mysterious.
He casually picked up a book and flipped through the contents. In fact, he had been watching Shan Wulan's movements not far away from the corner of his eye.
I don't know how much time passed, but seeing that Shan Wulan seemed to be endless, Mo Li yawned and looked through the contents of the book in his hand to pass the time.
This is a book called "The Art of Returning One Hundred Solutions: Rivers and Lakes", which records a variety of strange and bizarre stories.
Mo Li took a quick look and found some strange poisons and detoxification methods recorded on them:
For example, if you are poisoned by red fire poison, you can remove the poison by taking the same proportion of ice cold poison.
What’s even more interesting is that the herb called ‘Yimeng’ mentioned in the book is actually not hard to find. The Jianzong’s Medicine Pavilion has this herb.
Specifically speaking, this herb is not poisonous, but rather a tonic. However, it has a particularly interesting effect. If the powder made from this herb is taken, the user will fall asleep in a dream, regardless of the outside world.
No matter what happens, he will not wake up. As long as twelve hours have passed, he will wake up naturally.
This herb is generally used to recall some important things that have been forgotten. The method to unlock it is particularly speechless. All you need to do is use a drug called 'Rosemary Soul' and smell it.
The aroma can revive people who are poisoned.
Moreover, this herbal medicine has a more special effect than ordinary intoxicants, that is, it does not make the user drowsy, and the effect of the medicine will only occur naturally when the user is asleep.
Mo Li looked at the content in the book with a strange look on his face. What kind of weird thing is this? Stun someone else? Can it be solved with another drug?
Then he bit his head gently and closed the book in his hand.
After a while, he looked up again and saw that Shan Wulan seemed to have closed the book in his hand, put it covertly in a hidden place, and walked out of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
When Mo Li saw this, he quickly walked towards the place where the book was placed.
With doubts, Shan Wulan took out the book that he had quietly stuffed into the corner, and instantly the big characters on it caught Mo Li's eyes:
"Huang Ting Jing: A Complete Collection of One Hundred and Twenty Moves."