Dome Military Camp, in Ling Xiaolan's wooden house.

"Um--"

Accompanied by a slightly lazy hum, the figure sitting cross-legged on several layers of soft cushions stretched out, and her beautiful figure was illuminated by the surrounding array of light walls, fully interpreting the beauty and softness of a woman.

The realm is stable and a small step forward has been taken again, and it is not far away from becoming an immortal.

'It's strange, in the case of Brother Xiong... No, I should call him Brother Wuwang, so as not to expose his identity as Young Master Beiye; when I am by Brother Wuwang's side, my spiritual understanding is indeed much greater than usual.'

why is that?

Ling Xiaolan was a little puzzled. She sat there and lost in thought. After half an hour, she shook her head slightly and murmured:

"It's really mysterious."

Standing up, her slender feet slowly stretched out from the edge of the bed. When she lowered her legs, her smooth calves were just right from the bend of her legs to her slender feet. The soles of her feet were half an inch above the ground, and her toes dropped, causing tiny ripples in the air.

The waistband of the long skirt is wrapped around and around, and the tube top is also hidden among several layers of short shirts and long clothes.

According to the dress code of Xuannv Sect disciples, collarbones can be exposed, but Ling Xiaolan still used a flexible and protective thin shirt to completely cover the skin around her neck.

Even the sight of others was something she couldn't accept.

'It has been more than three months since this retreat, and I don't know if Lin Qi has bothered Brother Wuwang.'

With this thought in mind, she habitually wanted to pick up her sword, but found that the jade bracelet was missing from her wrist, and then she remembered that the stored magic weapon had been taken away.

He lifted the formation barrier with his handle and used his magic power to push open the wooden door in front of him. Ling Xiaolan jumped out with light steps. He paused after taking only two steps and turned to look at the sparkling small area not far away.

lake.

When did such scenery appear here?

Beside the lake, a somewhat abrupt house stood there. There was no barrier around it. You could hear the music of silk and bamboo coming from inside, and your spiritual consciousness swept away...

"this?"

Ling Xiaolan's almond-shaped eyes were slightly rounded, the corners of her mouth behind the veil were slightly pursed, and she couldn't help but raise her hands to rest on her forehead.

What are you seeing?

In the small courtyard, Xu Mu drank and had fun with seven or eight generals with strong auras.

If the prediction is correct, this group of generals should be the commander, deputy commander, and others of this place. The somewhat old-looking Celestial Immortal is the commander of this place, and the other four men and three women are all true immortals with strong cultivation levels.

In the distance, there were several beautiful women and handsome men dancing gracefully, and beside them there were several mortal old men playing and singing.

In the bamboo forest on the other side of the courtyard, Ji Mo was meditating in the corner, surrounded by fairy light, which was a prelude to a breakthrough.

And the scene that Ling Xiaolan cannot understand the most is...

Wu Wanwai was reading a book on a recliner. Young Master Lin stood behind him with a calm face and a cup of tea in his hand, quietly waiting for Wu Wan to reach out.

'Is there poison in the tea?'

As soon as Ling Xiaolan had this thought in her heart, Wu Wan reached out to pick up the tea and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"Brother Wuwang!"

Ling Xiaolan shouted, and her body rose into the sky. She pointed out a sword aura with her sword finger, and the sword aura almost touched Wu Wan's face!

The generals who were drinking and watching the show turned around and saw that Lin Qi's eyes widened and he was about to rush forward to block the gun!

Wu Wan suddenly stretched out a finger. His movements were natural and without any fancy. His fingertips touched the sword energy fired by Ling Xiaolan, and easily defeated the sword energy.

A wisp of breeze blew by, causing the tea in Wu Wan's hand to ripple gently;

Wu Wan calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip. His mouth was full of fragrance and his expression was relaxed.

Ling Xiaolan's figure was like a falling lotus, frowning as she looked at the tea cup in Wu Wan's hand, and blinked slightly.

Wu smiled and said: "Is the fairy worried that my tea is poisonous?"

"What does Fairy Ling mean?"

Lin Qi's forehead was covered with black lines, and his whole body was swallowed up by the shadows. His eyes flashed with an intimidating light, "How dare you insult Pindao like this! How could Pindao use such despicable means to harm the teacher!"

old?!

"Hey," Wu said with a smile, "Fairy Ling just made a breakthrough and started messing with me. I just said the wrong thing."

"Yes, teacher, it's the disciple who has exceeded the rules."

Lin Qi agreed warmly.

"Go and practice," Wu Wang said. "Don't let down the good times. Only when you reach the fairyland can it be true. You are now a hope in the human realm. Don't let down the entrustment entrusted by His Majesty the Human Emperor."

Lin Qi was so moved that he nodded vigorously, lowered his head and made a bow, and walked to Ji Mo's side.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Qi took out a small notebook from his sleeve and wrote down today's 'teacher's words' - Don't let the good times go by, only when you reach the fairyland can it be true.

Ling Xiaolan floated next to Wu Juan, with a bit of shock in her eyes; she stared at Lin Qi, then lowered her head and stared at Wu Juan.

"Psychiatry?"

"How can it be."

"Heart-changing method?"

"Fairy, don't miss me so much. It's just that Lin Qi wants to learn some principles of life and philosophy from me."

Wu Wang summoned a recliner and used his magic power to clean it.

"sit."

Ling Xiaolan hesitated a little, spread a thick layer of clouds and mist, let the clouds and mist condense and not disperse, and then sat down on it.

Without storage magic, it would be inconvenient to do anything.

Wu Wang gave Xu Mu a few instructions, and the latter immediately called for soldiers. Not long after, several of Ling Xiaolan's storage magic weapons were delivered, and they were indeed spotless.

Ling Xiaolan calmly lit up a ball of white flame, passed the storage magic weapon inside, then took a handkerchief and scrubbed it repeatedly before carefully putting it on herself.

Wu Wan looked on and frowned.

Compared with his own strange disease inflicted by the innate god, Ling Xiaolan's mysophobia from the heart seems to be more difficult.

After all, one's strange disease can be overcome as one's strength grows;

As Ling Xiaolan's cultivation continues to grow, it is easy for her to become more and more wary and her condition gradually worsens.

'What if she feels that the world is filthy and unclean?'

Wu Wan couldn't help but worry about her.

"Fairy Ling, why do you feel that... you are particularly sensitive when you come into contact with people or natural objects?"

"I've been like this since I was a child," Ling Xiaolan sighed softly, "I also know that it's a bit inappropriate to be like this. Others and I are just ordinary, not dirty, let's just say pure.

But it’s hard for me to convince myself to contact others, I always feel so, a little...uncomfortable.”

Wu Wan thought carefully, but couldn't figure out why. He could only wait until he left the military camp to collect relevant classics and think about it for her.

Ling Xiaolan asked again: "This Lin Qi... what happened?"

Wu Wan said: "You can understand that you were beaten by me."

"Impressed?"

Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but tilted her head.

"Is he a person with such a personality? Logically speaking, each of these young people is more arrogant than the other. Shouldn't they rather die than surrender?"

Wu smiled and said nothing, smiled with squinted eyes, and continued to pick up "Elementary Formation: Sanxian Taoist Commentary" and read it carefully.

Ling Xiaolan was sitting and lying on the side, her beautiful figure became more slender in the shade of the trees, with a faint smile on her lips.

She turned her head slightly to look at Wu Wang, with a little smile in her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Wu Wang...can you lend me a hand?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Wan's left hand was stretched out in front of her;

It's just that the hands are wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and the ice still exudes a faint cold breath.

Ling Xiaolan took a deep breath, raised a finger, and slowly touched Wu Wan's palm, frowning tightly.

The first time I tried, my finger was only half an inch away from the outer layer of ice, but I moved it back with a slight tremor.

The second and third time I tried, I couldn't even break the record of 'half-inch gap', and only missed it by a little each time.

do not care!

Ling Xiaolan looked inside the spiritual platform, pursed her lips slightly, and heard her master's worried words in her ears.

'Xiao Lan, you must eventually overcome such inner demons, otherwise as your spiritual practice deepens, I'm afraid it will become an obstacle to your progress.'

Take a deep breath.

Ling Xiaolan began to tell herself repeatedly that Brother Xiong is good, Brother Xiong is good, and she regarded the palm in front of her as an ordinary piece of ice with lemon fruit poured on it, just like the summer dessert she ate at home when she was a child.

.

She closed her eyes tightly and sat up quickly, her pink tongue protruding from her lips with lightning speed...

Give it a lick on the ice.
To be continued...