The tone of Yaoyan is inherently beautiful, clear and melodious.
When humming softly, you can really sing that fascinating flavor.
In the gentleness, there is even more thrilling feeling like crying blood.
There was only a stone between him and the good man, but his expression was very unnatural.
Just leaning on the shore, his mouth was a little dry, and Su Bei didn't dare to move.
There were already huge waves in my heart.
I know people but not their hearts. I didn't expect that the saint in my own eyes or in the eyes of the world...is just like this...but it's too much.
Sitting naked in the cold spring, with the spring water just overflowing his chest, Su Bei leaned his arms back against the shore. The muscles on his arms were looming, and the water vapor filled the air. He took a deep breath and calmed his heart.
Don't listen, don't look at what's behind the rock.
I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but the fatigue that lingered in Su Bei's heart these days gradually dissipated while soaking in the cold spring.
I closed my eyes and looked back on everything I had done since I came to this world. I once only wanted to accept disciples and wait for them to die, and relied on my disciples to eat soft food to reach the top. How could I have ever thought that there would be times when I would fight for my sect?
Like this?
And to this day, without realizing it, there are so many women around me, although I don’t know why they fall in love with me.
Maybe it's because he's so handsome?
My goodness, I am burdened with more and more.
Su Bei once had an unrealistic and weird idea. Over the years, no matter how indulgent he was, how much he wanted to live the free and easy life he pursued.
But there always seems to be a pair of invisible hands behind the scenes that are pushing everything silently.
Are you thinking too much? But everything in your dreams recently seems to be someone trying to remind yourself of something through this method...
"I have a headache. What's the use of just remembering it?"
"I'm not me..."
"..."
He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
When Su Bei was thinking about something, he suddenly heard a suspicious tone, and then he opened his eyes, looking through the rock at the slender palm, holding it gently.
"Huh? Why are you so big again?"
"..."
——The water surface of the cold spring is floating, and everything is trembling under the moonlight.
A crystal jade foot suddenly lifted out of the water, and the arch of the foot tightened.
After a long time, it fell back to the water surface weakly, and then slowly retracted into the water.
Falling into that night.
The moon is like water.
...
then--
With a puff, Su Bei didn't hold it back.
"who?"
Yao Yan's eyes suddenly turned sharp. The next moment, a white gauze dress appeared in the storage ring. He hurriedly put it on himself and looked around.
Her entire body was immersed in the water, and the water soaked her gauze. The white gauze fit her fair skin, outlining her perfect curves, giving people a thrilling feeling.
Although there was a layer of water-soaked clothes between them, Su Bei believed that this looming appearance was definitely more attractive than her appearance just now.
Her long hair is scattered softly, and she looks a little embarrassed with dripping water all over her body, but she is even more beautiful!
The two eyes looked at each other, and the inexplicable red thread in Su Bei's body finally came into play at this moment. Yao Yan bit his thin lips and looked at Su Bei expressionlessly.
Su Bei usually doesn't like touching his nose because he thinks it's cheap. But at this moment, this action may be the only way to relieve his embarrassment. The wounds on his body healed automatically in the cold spring. He said with a wry smile:
"Holy girl, I said it was an accident, do you believe it..."
"..."
Yao Yan looked at him silently and did not get up because she only had clothes on her upper body.
Her eyes were looking at the shore not far away, where her underwear was placed, such as silk belly pants and so on.
Then, an inappropriate gust of wind blew by, taking away the last trace of her fantasy.
Su Bei raised her head and looked at her gown and her bellyband flying in the sky. She didn't know what to say, with an embarrassed look on her face:
"The wind in the temple... is quite strong."
Under the moonlight.
His gown was intertwined with her bellyband.
The saint sat back down again and looked at the motionless Su Bei strangely.
I thought I would be very angry, but for some reason, when he looked at me, I didn't have the urge to kill him with a sword? On the contrary, the throbbing became stronger and stronger...
It's just that his face can't express what he thinks in his heart.
"You saw it all?"
The voice was calm, but it carried a strong sense of threat. Su Bei was sure that as long as he nodded, he might be able to travel through time again in the next moment.
"No... I only heard the sound, but didn't know its meaning."
Su Bei lowered his head and answered honestly.
But Yao Yan was amused by Su Bei's honest answer. Somehow, he thought of the thick stack of novels he had read, and the dreams he had cherished in them. Didn't the male and female protagonists all know each other from one person?
start?
It's just a pity that I am destined not to have feelings.
Even though she did have a slight interest in this man, even though she found it baffling.
——But he is the person Ji Nanjue is interested in.
Can you still compete with your apprentice for a man!?
So Yaoyan said quietly with that meaningful smile on his lips:
"What did you hear?"
"Back to the Saint, Su heard the most beautiful singing in the world."
"Oh, you have lived for hundreds of years, and you are pretending to be innocent here!?"
"..."
Su Bei looked bitter, how should he answer?
Moreover, Yaoyan didn't scream as much as he expected. Speaking of which, the last time he saw Empress Bai... she was like this.
At that time, I could see clearly. This time, through the rocks, it was like looking at a mosaic, which was boring.
——I am a super clear horseless warrior.
Judging from Yao Yan's reaction, is it possible that this woman is still a leftover girl who longs for feelings but cannot get love?
When she was alone in self-healing, she bumped into her, but it aroused the blazing fire in her heart?
It seemed that due to sitting still for a long time, Su Bei felt as if his legs had no feeling.
"Well, Saint...my legs seem to be numb, and I seem to have no feeling."
"..."
"Um?"
...
The station of Jian Zong.
Inside the meeting room.
Wenren Pingxin looked at everyone in Jianzong solemnly. Everyone had serious faces. Except for Su Bei and Shan Wulan, even Xi Qingyi and Mo Xingjian, who had just woken up from a coma, were also here.
.
She looked at the bright moon outside the window and finally said:
"There is actually only one reason why I asked you to come."
Xi Qingyi looked at Wenren Pingxin thoughtfully, as if he had already guessed something.
"Daozong has a bye."
"Tomorrow Buddhism will fight against Xingyue Sect."
"..."
As soon as Wenren Pingxin's words fell, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then remained silent.
"Don't tell Su Bei about this."
"His injuries are very serious. With his character, if he knew about this..."
"..."
Then Wenren looked at Su Bei's three disciples with all his heart, then at Shan Wique, Mo Xingjian and others, and said:
"Tell Su Bei that the Sword Sect has a bye and has been successfully promoted. Let him not think about anything."
"..."
This thing requires the cooperation of several people to make the performance look very happy.
Xiao Ruoqing nodded in agreement. He didn't want to see Su Bei lying on the bed with a haggard face anymore.
Xi Qingyi let out a long sigh and murmured to himself:
"Although I hate Wuhuaque, but... I really can't defeat them."
"But it's already good that Jian Zong can have this name, so we won't stop moving forward."
"..."
Everyone nodded.
After all, there is a saying that everything you get is luck.
Wenren Pingxin raised his head and glanced at the time. It was almost midnight, and the bright moon was hanging high in the night.
"Speaking of which, why hasn't Su Bei come back yet?"
"I think there shouldn't be any problems with Shan Wulan by her side."
"..."
After all, broken meridians are not a trivial matter and may require soaking for a long time.
...
Shan Wulan leaned on a tree trunk, her eyes quietly looking at the moonlight above the sky.
The same moonlight appears brighter on Bujian Peak for some reason.
"Have those peach blossoms bloomed?"
She murmured to herself.
Then he saw the long gown floating in the air and the pale moon-colored bellyband intertwined.
With a look of confusion in her eyes, she quickly jumped down from the tree and walked towards Su Bei.
"Why is the wind so strong?"
As the steps got closer and closer, sounds could be heard vaguely, intermittently.
"I seem to have no feeling in my legs, heh-"
"You're so injured...please change your position and move around."
"..."
"..."
His mind was suddenly in chaos. Good guy, if he wasn't careful, he would...
He hurriedly walked towards Su Bei, preparing to release all the grievances he had held in his heart during the day. Then he saw Su Bei, who was still in the same position and had not moved for a moment.
And not far away, a saint whose gauze clothes were soaked by water and whose expression was indescribable.
The grievance that had been held in for a long time suddenly stopped in my throat, neither rising nor falling.
"Saint."
He said hello to Yao Yan, and finally knew that things were not as he thought, but was there a possibility that it was over already!?
His eyes were still looking at Yao Yan coldly, looking at her proud mountain range, and then he lowered his head and glanced at himself.
"Why is the saint here?"
His tone was not very friendly, and he just slapped the words "Don't seduce my man" on Yao Yan's face.
Yaoyan played with the water splash with one hand and looked at the woman in front of him, looking at her juicier appearance, with the intention of teasing her:
"Oh? Anywhere in the temple is mine."
"Why can't I be here?"
"..."
The words are full of the flavor of a mature woman, not as green as that, but compared to the same readers, there is a little more...Su Bei doesn't know how to describe it.
If I had to describe it, it would probably be that Yu Hongxiu and Wen Renping are pinched together!?
This kind of personality is perfect for a big house!
——It’s a pity, it’s just too big.
Shan Wulan glanced at her lightly, without answering, then walked down the cold pool, pinched Su Bei's thigh, and said:
"Are you conscious?"
Su Bei shook his head and suddenly said again:
"It's over, I can't feel my arms anymore..."
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the endless spiritual energy around him pouring into Su Bei's body without any warning.
The spiritual energy in the Holy Cold Spring kept wandering around Su Bei, and then quickly poured in when he found an opportunity. Su Bei felt that his body was like a huge furnace in a trance, and that one was in his dantian for a long time.
At this moment, all the medicinal power of the Fortune Pill that could not be absorbed was completely integrated into Su Bei's body.
The Yipin Meridian Pill uses the immortal energy of the exquisite beads to reshape every meridian in Subei, extending it, making it completely different from before, just like clouds and mud.
The moon is bright, and its light is reflected in the holy cold spring, as if it wants to cover the entire sky.
The Dao Qi all over the sky gathered into a curtain, blocking the moonlight, and then gradually dispersed, and silver moonlight shone on Su Bei's body.
Even in Mongolia, Su Bei knew that he was about to make a breakthrough!!
Three consecutive first-grade elixirs in one day, Qi and Blood Pills, Creation Pills, and Meridian Pills, combined with the cleansing of Linglong Immortal Qi...
Shan Wulan looked at the scene in front of him in shock.
Suddenly, Su Bei's body felt extremely hot, which actually raised the temperature of the cold spring steam around him.
Yao Yan stared at Su Bei with a pair of phoenix eyes, stood up abruptly, let the spray of water flow down from his body, and his body was exposed to the air, and murmured to himself:
"Zhiyang!?"
Without Zhiyin's suppression, how did he survive?
In order to suppress Ji Nanjue's Zhiyin, he tried every means, but how did Su Bei do it?
There are more and more strange things happening to this man.
Does Ji Nanjue know about this?
Is it because she knows this that she has been uneasy these past few days?
...
Thunder roared, and terrifying thunderclouds gathered in the sky above Northern Jiangsu, like a ferocious beast that seemed to be able to swallow him whole in the next second.
Su Bei looked at Tangsang Tianlei with a sad and despairing look.
I have never experienced such a thunder disaster before, I can't be killed by it.
Thinking about it carefully, I have never done anything immoral since I traveled through time. The most I did was to peek at Wenren Pingxin taking a bath, and did nothing to save some strange passers-by.
The apprentice has some treacherous thoughts...
The dark clouds are like ink, boundless, covering the earth with a heavy blackness, as close as if you can touch it, and as dark as night is coming.
A flash of light suddenly tore through all the darkness and fell towards Su Bei!
Su Bei closed his eyes and thought to himself that my life was at stake.
Shan Wulan's face turned pale, and he instantly mobilized the spiritual energy around him to help Su Bei resist this terrifying thunder.
Overcoming a tribulation can be said to be a very important matter among monks. Ordinary people would have calculated the date to overcome the tribulation and made all kinds of preparations to ensure that nothing was lost before they could overcome the tribulation.
But what about Northern Jiangsu?
He was already injured, but at this moment, when several lightning strikes struck him, it was simply a miracle that he survived!
"boom!!"
Su Bei had already condensed the Dao Qi around him into a ball and protected it above his head. The Qingping Sword at his waist was ready to move at this moment, as if he was extremely interested in the sky thunder.
"Clang!"
The sword sounds brightly!
It flew straight towards the sky thunder, and lightning struck its sword body. The scabbard given to Su Bei by the sword lady instantly turned into ashes...
The sound spread throughout the temple and hundreds of miles away, and all the monks looked in the direction of the temple.
Yao Yan finally moved, and waved to Tian Lei with a solemn expression.
A moonlight translucent barrier instantly appeared above the Holy Cold Spring. When struck by lightning, ripples rippled layer by layer. Invisible spiritual waves and air currents suddenly spread out, and strong winds surged.
"boom!"
After this flash of lightning, there was a brief pause.
The surging clouds in the darkness seemed to be gathering stronger and greater power to completely break through the barrier that hindered it.
Yao Yan coughed lightly, feeling the rapid passage of spiritual energy in his body, and his eyes became more serious.
What's going on in Su Bei? Why is this Tianlei in the late stage of returning to the void even the Lianhe Dao can't compare with it!?
Su Bei felt bitter in his heart.
Damn it, you still play like this?
The system gave me a realm to break through, and all the thunder that I had never crossed came to me at this moment??