Hearing the sound of water, Fang Xiu quickly opened his eyes and saw the lake surface more than ten meters in front of him. The water waves were undulating, spreading out layers of ripples.
In the center, the water was churning, as if it were boiling.
"Help, I don't know how to swim!"
Two white and tender arms were struggling and fluttering on the lake.
A young woman with a pretty face looked out of the water and asked for help in a panic. She just shouted and sank into the water again.
The white lotus-like arms exude an attractive color under the warm sun. They are thin but not thick, and moderately rounded.
"Girl, you just need to sit up. The lake is very shallow!"
Fang Xiu didn't get up.
The water in the small lake is shallow, and the deepest part only reaches Fang Xiu's waist.
He didn't believe that a female nun who fell from the sky and held a long sword could drown in such shallow water.
If this is the case, then don’t wash your face!
"Ah, really?"
The woman was stunned. She held the bottom of the lake with both hands and sat up. The ripples of the lake water only reached a little above her chest and did not completely submerge the towering mountain peaks.
"Thank you, young hero, for reminding me!"
The pretty woman smoothed her hair and smiled apologetically, looking slightly embarrassed.
She subconsciously looked around her surroundings, a hidden glint flashed in her eyes, and then she slowly stood up from the water.
Fang Xiu raised his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.
The woman who walked out of the lake was tall, estimated to be about 1.75 meters tall.
The thin clothes clung to the body because of the moisture, and the body was perfect, clearly highlighted, and showing a standard S-curve.
But what caught Fang Xiu's attention the most was the woman's flat belly, the slightly protruding four-pack abs, and her long, slender but powerful legs.
Fang Xiu’s eyes flashed!
This girl is probably a body-training practitioner!
"Girl, please respect yourself!"
Fang Xiu looked at the woman who slowly walked out of the water and came straight towards him. His face turned cold and he stopped speaking righteously.
"You little Taoist are so strange. Your direction is the closest to landing. Why can't I go?"
The pretty woman was a little displeased: "What's more, I have no idea about you at all. You are so ordinary. Can you stop being blindly confident and pretending to be passionate when you see a strange woman walking towards you, thinking she is interested in you?"
"hehe!"
"Girl, do you have bad eyesight?"
Fang Xiu looked a little strange. He pointed to the clothes drying on the stone beside him and said, "Is it possible that the cold land is far away from the middle land, and the folk customs are so simple and open?"
"Um?"
The pretty woman looked along Fang Xiu's direction, her eyes slightly confused.
She looked back at Fang Xiu, looked up and down, and then realized something, and quickly covered her eyes with her fingers (pretending to be shy).
Yanhuang warriors are fierce and loyal to military orders. Once they join the army, there is no distinction between men and women. Everyone must receive the same training and treatment.
Fighting in battle and hand-to-hand combat are commonplace.
If you always worry about the difference between men and women, how can you come back alive from the cruel battlefield?
"Ah, you are such a gangster, you don't even have any clothes on!"
The woman was so ashamed and angry that she stomped lightly on the lake surface with her little feet, and water splashed on Fang Xiu's face.
"Who is playing the gangster?"
"You are a man and I am a woman, so of course it is you!"
"Ah this..."
Fang Xiu looked at the wet woman just one step away from him, feeling as if he could not argue and could not reason.
In the wilderness, in an inaccessible place, I take a bath and catch a fish. This is not immoral, right?
You fell from the sky and didn't even give me time to put on my clothes.
And I advise you to respect yourself.
How bad are your eyes? You have to remind me so that you can see that I am naked?
How dare you fly in the wind despite your shortsightedness?
Don’t be afraid of hitting a mountain and destroying it!
Thousands of words rang in his heart, but they finally came together into one sentence: "Yes, you are right, I was wrong!"
Confucius once said: Reasoning with women is getting boring!
Marx and Lenin further said: From a materialist perspective, attitude is more important!
Fang Xiu deeply agreed.
I just hope that the wet woman in front of me can understand the general situation and give him a chance to put on clothes!
"snort!"
The pretty woman glared at Fang Xiu and wanted to say something, but she looked Fang Xiu up and down a few more times, tossed her hair, and walked to the other side of the bank.
Fang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly picked up his clothes and put them on.
"Gu Yan, get up!"
The woman with a pretty face did not go far. She stood a dozen steps away from Fang Xiu. She made a hand seal, and a wave of flames immediately rose up around her body. The heat was so hot that even the nearby lake water was steaming and the clouds were misty.
In just a few breaths, the wet palace gauze white dress on the woman's body evaporated.
"It's still a dual cultivation of gas!"
Fang Xiu was even more surprised.
I didn't expect to encounter such a cultivator in this deep mountain and old forest.
The world of cultivation is vast and unfathomable, with geniuses gathering like crucian carps crossing a river!
"Little Taoist priest, are you a native of the cold land?"
The pretty woman turned around, and her appearance was completely different now.
Without the wet body, the charm and enchantment are natural.
At this moment, she is holy and dignified, as beautiful as an immortal.
There is even a kind of sassiness and ability between the eyebrows that ordinary beauties rarely have!
"No, if you want to ask for directions, you can find someone else!"
Fang Xiu shook his head.
"Are you also a disciple of a major sect who has left the sect for training?"
The pretty woman cupped her hands and said, "My little girl's surname is Zi Mingyan, just call me Shuangzi!"
"Shuangzi girl?"
Fang Xiu smacked his lips, feeling that something was not right. He pondered for a moment and said: "I, Li Feiyu, am just a small casual cultivator with no family or sect. He ventured into Hancang Mountain because he had no training resources.
Pulse, look for medicine!”
"Rogue cultivator?"
Zi Yan (important female supporting role, played by Qin Xiangyun) raised her eyebrows: "I treat you sincerely, why do you treat me as a fool? Aren't you wearing the robe of a disciple of Xuantian Haozong?"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Fang Xiu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I also think that I am a disciple of the Seven Holy Lands. This Taoist robe of mine was actually ripped off from a dead person, otherwise I wouldn't be able to clean it!"
He opened his palm and found twenty-six Xuantian Haozong disciple tokens.
"These tokens were all collected from the Xuantian Haozong disciples who were slaughtered by the Xibe Mansion's cavalry when I first entered the Hancang Mountains. I plan to send them back to the Xuantian Haozong. If they can gain the favor of the Xuantian Haozong, I will collect them.
I, Li Feiyu, will be content with being a small outer sect trainee disciple!"
Fang Xiu sighed, his eyes were deep and he looked in the direction of Xuantian Haozong, with longing and longing for a better life in the future.
"So that's it. My little Taoist friend has lofty ideals, which makes me admire him!"
Zi Yan curled her lips calmly.
If she hadn't piloted the spaceship three minutes ago and landed on G36 from the Kuafu-class galaxy live broadcast spacecraft outside the atmosphere to act, she might have really believed it!
"I am an inner disciple of Xuanding Yinshan Sect, one of the Seven Holy Lands, and I also have the qualifications of a few outer disciples!"
Zi Yan suddenly smiled and said: "You and I are destined to meet in this otherworldly place. If you are willing to come to Xuanding Yinshan Sect to practice, I can recommend it to you!"