Chapter 167: Bu Yao, very good-looking, junior sister likes it very much.
Opening Ceremony of the Holy Land.
This conference that has been longed for by countless people in the twenty-one states is finally about to begin.
Over cities in various states, the city lord's palace has launched a large mirror of the void. Through the mirror above the sky, you can observe all scenes in the entire holy land!
Countless people in clothing stared at the scene above the sky without blinking.
Maybe the common people only knew about this grand event before, but after all, it is too far away. This is also a matter for immortals. Some people may not be able to catch up with it once in fifty years.
Rather than caring about this time, you might as well care about whether your own chickens will lay an extra egg or whether Widow Wang from the next village is stealing men.
However, since the new emperor of Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom came to the throne, there has been further integration between immortals and mortals. Immortal cultivators are no longer so mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people. Especially the promulgation of the law that immortals break the law and mortals are equally guilty, which makes everyone
The unreachable mentality in my heart was completely let go.
Although I am just talking about it, I have never seen anyone actually punishing immortal cultivators. After all, immortal cultivators have nothing to do with provoking mortals.
And since the Xingyue Sect launched the push column and newspaper, the boring daily life of the people in the twenty-one states has been completely ignited in an instant!
No matter where you go in the streets, you can hear all kinds of discussions from ordinary people. With the help of the Xingyue General Newspaper, everyone knows that this recruitment ceremony is different from the previous ones, let alone
There is also a huge gimmick of climbing to Sendai!
After all, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. Everyone is curious about which sect is the strongest sect in the world.
What's more, this time, the Holy Land has personally promulgated the title of 'The First Sect in the World', and the emperor of the Dongfeng Ancient Kingdom who rarely appears will also personally participate...
...
Wudaokou Xiuxian Weapon Refining Sect.
A middle-aged man quietly looked through the roster in his hand, looked up at the respectful elders around him, frowned and said:
"What does this mean?"
Several elders looked at each other, one of them took a deep breath, stepped forward and said:
"Elder Tong Xiu, the leader has decided that you will personally lead the opening ceremony of this Holy Land!"
Tong Xiu glanced at the person in front of him indifferently, put down the book in his hand, and said:
"I don't have the leisure to lead the team, so let's let other elders do it. I have only one purpose for leaving seclusion this time!"
"Winning the title of No. 1 Sect in the World for Wudaokou."
"..."
Several elders looked at each other, and then an elder in the middle stage of divine transformation stepped forward and said with a smile on his face:
"Elder Tong, what the leader means is the same. As long as you hold on to the battle, it will be fine. I don't need to bother you with anything."
The person in front of me has been immersed in the half-step Hedao realm for two hundred years. It can be said that his understanding of everything under Hedao has been refined to the extreme. With this person here, Wudaokou also has the title of the best sect in the world.
The winning ticket is guaranteed!
"Um."
Tong Xiu closed his eyes gently and nodded.
...
The morning light was still covered with thick snow, which was quite cold.
Outside the Jian Zong's White Marble Mountain Gate, nearly a thousand Jian Zong disciples almost formed a long queue and spread out.
Looking from a distance, it seems that it is embedded in the washed blue sky in the distance. The moon-white gown belonging to the disciples of the Sword Sect is floating. There are jade crowns and robes everywhere, but you can see that the brocade ribbons are fluttering, undulating and lingering among the white snow.
The long swords were all shining with a cold light.
Su Bei led his two disciples to walk in the middle of the long dragon. This time, a group of Sword Sect disciples will take the Sword Sect's domain flying boat and fly directly to the Holy Land.
After the team boarded the flying boat, Su Bei put his hands on his back and looked at the sky with excitement.
There is a waterfall in the green mountains in the distance. It looks like a curtain hanging upside down. The clear water stirs up the stone, reflecting it on the left and right.
I have long been fascinated by this admissions meeting that happens every fifty years. All the sects in the world will gather here, and it feels like a meeting of the world's heroes...
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
Xiao Ruoqing walked gently behind Su Bei and looked in the direction Su Bei was looking at. There was nothing there, only a blue sky above the sky.
Su Bei smiled, turned around and looked at his prodigal apprentice, stretched out his big hand and rubbed her hair. Xiao Ruoqing's thin eyebrows were also slightly condensed, and her mouth was like a small cherry, which was tender and red.
"You see your junior sister is still practicing there, but you came over to enjoy the scenery as a fellow teacher?"
The flight time along the way takes a full day. The Holy Land is located between the Ancient Kingdom of Dongfeng and the Ancient Kingdom of Nanfeng, and the Holy Land is just the name of a region. There are five cities in the Holy Land, and the one hosting the opening ceremony this time is the Holy City Utopia.
Also known as Wucheng!
Xiao Ruoqing bit her thin lips lightly and said:
"Master, my disciple has never had the slightest clue about the Three Swords of the Sword Code. I don't know Master..."
"..."
Su Bei licked the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, feeling a little guilty, and then looked at Xiao Ruoqing with a serious face and said:
"The enlightenment in this sword canon cannot be given to you by my teacher, you must realize it yourself!"
"What the predecessors taught me will never be as thorough as what I understand!"
But secretly in my heart, I still expect you to practice and give me feedback.
Xiao Ruoqing had no doubts about Su Bei's answer. How could a master who could use the ultimate sword 2 not even know how to use sword 3?
But he sighed slightly in his heart, and looked at Su Bei with even more complicated eyes.
Master is really a genius. Even though I have learned and understood this sword code through two reincarnations, it has never reached the level of him.
The air in the air gradually became warmer, and it must have passed the boundary of Selangor.
Su Bei looked at the two disciples who were practicing with their eyes closed, and then moved gently, and somehow, maybe subconsciously, they came to Shan Wulan's side.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! That cold silhouette is still as cold and lonely as before, wearing a purple gown with her own snow-colored crane cloak, Su Bei
He gently walked forward and took her little hand, which was just one size smaller than his own and could be held in his hand.
As soft as boneless, as white as jade, you can gently feel the delicacy coming from her.
Shan Wulan never refused, a trace of redness appeared in her ears. She turned back to look at Su Bei, and then glanced at her side. It seemed that no one was paying attention here. She breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:
"There are many people here."
Su Bei's mind suddenly moved, what does the junior sister's words mean?
Are there many people here?
Is it possible to go further in a place with fewer people?
Looking at the few Sword Sect disciples scattered around the tail wing of the flying boat, Su Bei coughed lightly, took Shan Wulan's little hand seriously, and walked towards a corner where there was no one.
Shan Wulan's cheeks became increasingly crimson, as if there was a hint of warmth coming from him, and his heart was beating thumpingly.
What is Senior Brother going to do? What... is he leading me to the corner for?
Why is he so bold?
My mind became more and more confused. Just when I was feeling dizzy and at a loss, I suddenly felt that my waist was being held by a pair of strong hands.
Su Bei gently placed his chin on Dan Wulan's Dixiang shoulder and pressed it against her cheek.
The two of them were very close, so close that Su Bei could hear her nervous heartbeat.
That night, she had clearly felt how close that thing that she dreamed of was to her.
The wind, which was becoming more and more warm, blew gently by, and the airship was traveling rapidly.
Su Bei hugged this woman with a cold but soft body tightly. The two were very close to each other. The hot breath of Su Bei's breath was on his face, and their ears and temples were gently rubbing together.
Su Bei didn't feel anything bad, but Shan Wulan felt that his whole body was a little softer, his ears were already red, and his cheeks were hot.
The terrain where the airship travels becomes increasingly difficult, everything is as warm as spring, and the warm wind makes people feel more and more lazy.
Already aware that Su Bei's big hand was starting to touch his body dishonestly, Shan Wulan coughed lightly, held down Su Bei's evil hand, and said:
"peach."
"Um?"
Su Bei didn't hear clearly, so he stopped committing the crime and looked at Shan Wulan with some confusion.
"No one takes care of the peach trees."
This time Su Bei heard it clearly, but he seemed to have been prepared for it. He looked at her with some pride and said with a smile on his face:
"It's okay, senior brother has already asked Wuxie to take care of him."
In order for him to take care of this peach tree, he even sacrificed his last can of good wine.
Shan Wulan blinked gently, her eyelashes slightly exposed, and nodded.
It's just that the ripples in his heart are rippling more and more. Has he even thought of this? It's really...
Looking at Shan Wu's slightly shy scene in front of him, it was hard to imagine that this was the cold fairy who cut through the sea of clouds with one sword. Su Bei's eyes looked at everything in front of him in a daze, and suddenly he thought of something.
Then he took out the silver walking stick that he found on the bed that night from the storage ring.
Shan Wulan blinked and looked at the Bu Yao in Su Bei's hand. There was a gilt phoenix feather engraved on it. There was some confusion in his eyes. He didn't know what Su Bei was doing with this suddenly.
However, Su Bei didn't notice the doubt in Shan Wulan's eyes. He gently stroked her white hair, and then carefully pinned the silver steps between the ends of her hair.
The sunlight cast shadowy shadows on the silver steps, shining with an intriguing luster.
"Bu Yao... suits you very well!"
Looking at Shan Wulan's autumn-like eyes, Su Bei swallowed the words in Su Bei's mouth, "Don't fall off the steps next time." In this atmosphere, looking at this beautiful alluring woman, he swallowed his words
There is inevitably a hint of teasing in the words.
Shan Wulan's eyes were filled with mist, and she felt that time stood still at this moment.
The breeze brought warmth, the sunlight tilted, and on that sunny morning, the person I loved bid farewell to me with my own hands.
Su Bei looked at her appearance, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart. He just returned Bu Yao to her. Is he so moved?
The wind blew her hair, which was a little messy. Su Bei turned her head and helped her comb it.
The flying boat trembled suddenly, and Su Bei stopped his movements.
The two people's expressions changed and they looked into the distance. Not far away, there was a flying boat sailing towards Jian Jianzong's flying boat. Su Bei's eyes narrowed at the flag on the huge flying boat and he spoke softly.
:
"It's Wuhua Palace."
I don’t know what they are doing here?
Just as he was wondering, Shan Wulan in his arms gently slipped out of his arms and walked forward on his own.
On that snow-white hair that had never worn any jewelry, a touch of silver shone.
Su Bei stared blankly at everything in front of him. Suddenly, Shan Wulan turned around and smiled towards himself.
Not a shallow smile, but a smile that comes from the heart, a smile that is beautiful.
The smile was so sweet that Su Bei forgot to breathe for a moment.
I have never seen her smile so beautifully. On her always cold face, her bright eyes were revealed, looking around.
"Bu Yao, it's very beautiful."
"Junior sister likes it very much."
This is a sentence from the heart, filled with indescribable happiness.
Turning around, the cold figure disappeared from where he was.
Su Bei stared blankly at the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, and then curved the corners of his mouth in a nice arc.
He turned around and continued to watch the flying boat getting closer and closer to Wuhua Que.
Suddenly, a strange idea suddenly appeared in Su Bei's mind. Su Bei frowned and said to himself:
"Bu Yao looks good? Do you like it very much?"
"Why does it sound like I gave it to her? Isn't it hers?"
"..."
Could it be that I understood it wrong?
Su Beizai tasted Shan Wulan's words carefully, recalling every expression and every movement...
If it's not hers, who else could it be?
Su Bei shook his head and didn't think about it. It couldn't have been caused by another woman falling on his bed!
Maybe I understood it wrong.
Boom——
A loud noise made Su Bei tremble in fright, and he quickly looked up.
Wuhua Que's flying boat had stopped, and then he saw a figure suddenly appear on the top of the flying boat, laughing loudly and saying:
"Elder Wenren, are you okay?"
Seeing this scene, Su Bei immediately flew towards the flying boat.
Not far away, a woman with short hair in a purple shirt quietly watched the scene in front of her, watching Su Bei gently put Bu Yao on Shan Wulan's head.
Above the sky, there is a pool of clear water like an eye, and it is suddenly blue!
The corners of her mouth curved in what should have been a smile, and then a piece of stupid hair swayed gently, seeming to tell her mood at the moment.
Shan Wuque turned around and flew towards the flying boat. There seemed to be a trace of tears shining in his eyes, and he murmured to himself:
"Sister, sister is very happy! You have someone you like..."
"You finally smiled!"
I have never seen her smile so sweetly. It seems that the last time was because she ate the sweet bean paste buns made by Aunt Sun for the first time.
Tears slid gently down her delicate face and rolled into the corners of Dan Wique's mouth, leaving a faint trace of tears.
She smacked her lips, her dull hair clinging to her black hair, and murmured to herself:
"My mother said that happy tears should be sweet..."