Tianwen

Yi Yuan didn't like it in his heart, frowned slightly, picked up a few grasses, and waved his hand to throw them out casually. A few wails rang out from the depths of the woods, followed by a rush of noise.

The moon hung high in the air, the cold moonlight drifted down, and the mountains were covered with layers of silver brilliance.

The

operation of the Five Elements God and Demon Sutra accelerated abruptly, and Yi Yuan controlled the transformed vitality, slowly emanating from the surface of the body, and finally flowing within the range of Zhangxu, repeating the cycle. Yi Yuan carefully felt it, and the consumption of the vitality emanating from his body was basically very small and negligible.

At this moment, the grass in Xu Fangyuan, the abbot next to Yi Yuan, was unexpectedly windless, and seemed to be dancing and carnivaling. In the midst of the cheers, small colorful flowers slowly bloomed one by one, and after a while, they covered the entire ground, which was very beautiful.

The

Five Elements God and Demon Sutra was originally a first-class miracle between heaven and earth, with both five elements, and now it is emitted from the surface of the body by Yi Yuan and absorbed by the surrounding grasses, prompting it to grow, develop, and bloom rapidly, so there is a wonder. If the gods and demons of the five elements who created the exercises were here, it was estimated that they would be blown up, and you said that it was acceptable to use it to promote the growth of herbs, but now it is used on unknown weeds, and the key is that it is useless except for being good-looking.

Jiang Xiaoning on the side, his eyes turned frequently, and he felt that the cold air around him suddenly disappeared, as if he was in the warmth of his mother's arms, and the breath in his body was running automatically, and the speed visible to the naked eye was increasing, getting deeper and deeper.

Then her smart eyes kept looking at the surrounding grass, she was really surprised that there was such a miracle in the world, it was incredible. Then he happily bent down, and his slender jade fingers lightly swiped over the flowers. In an instant, the clever smile, the moth eyebrows laughed frequently, and for a while, a hundred flowers vied for it...... Yi Yuan next to him stared blankly at Xiao Ning'er.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. "

After half a ring, Yi Yuan, who had drunk a lot of wine, came back to his senses, remembered the poems of the sages at this moment, and read them out to the moon hanging in the sky casually and softly.

How good it would be if the lyre was by his side, while listening to Brother Yuan's poetry, while playing the lyre, in this situation, I just want to be drunk here, Jiang Xiaoning thought to himself.

Yi Yuan pondered for a moment, as if he had an understanding. He summoned a guqin from the gray bag, which Ning'er gave to him a year ago, and gently handed it to Xiao Ning'er.

Jiang Xiaoning's eyes flickered a few times, he reached out to take the guqin, put it on his coiled legs, and gently plucked the strings with his slender fingers, melodious and pleasant, and then his ten fingers continued to beat on the strings, and the song "Silk Play" flowed slowly.

"The bell rings crisply, and the lights between the curtains are faint. You and I were born to be a pair of ......

."

A moonlit starry night, a guqin, a song of love. There is the sound of a hundred flowers, the white of the moon, the splendor of the stars, the long chant of the wind, the agility of the water, and the fragrance of the grass. The sound of the piano is pleasant and moving, and the elegance of singing about the wine makes the soul linger with the quiet and low rhyme of the piano, and the smile is more calm and calm, free and innocent.

The moon and stars are scarce, and the finale of the song is long. Yi Yuan stared at the lovely man in front of him stupidly, and a pile of extinguished ashes on the ground was emitting white smoke.

Jiang Xiaoning's cheeks were red, he handed the guqin to Yi Yuan, and whispered, "Brother Yuan, we should go back ......

."

Yi Yuan took the guqin, put it in the storage bag in his arms, and said "um". got up and hugged Xiao Ning'er horizontally, so ashamed that Xiao Ning'er hid in Yi Yuan's arms, lowered her eyebrows, and her heart was beating "dong dong".

Yi Yuan let out a long roar, and the four fields shook, and unknown beasts scurried everywhere. Then his knees pressed down slightly, his right foot kicked behind him, and a pinch of loess covered the ashes, Yi Yuan's whole body rose to the ground, and when he was exhausted, his feet were empty, as if he was stepping on a tangible substance, his body moved out of a large section, and his figure jumped quickly in the mountains and forests. Xiao Ning'er, who was hiding in Yi Yuan's arms, was holding Brother Yuan tightly with her arms at the moment, looking secretly.

In

the backyard of the Jade Emperor Temple, the gray-clothed middle-aged Taoist priest who was in a state of tranquility reluctantly returned to the window. When he opened the window, a stream of cold wind came to his face, and there was a faint long howl just now, which shook his heart. He stared at the mountains fixedly, overlapping and reckless, trying to see some clues, but he couldn't see anything, and it was unusually quiet at this time. He knew that he couldn't sleep tonight, and he had no intention of cultivating again, so he planned to go to the mountains to hang around in the morning, otherwise he would never be quiet in his heart.

There was probably a pillar of incense, Yi Yuan quietly stopped in the bamboo forest by the river, stared at the delicate and lovely beauty with low moth eyebrows in his arms, slowly lowered his head and kissed him lightly on his forehead. The face of the beautiful woman in her arms suddenly turned red, and the arms around her waist suddenly tightened.

Yi Yuan's heart jumped, what's wrong with me, I actually lightened Xiao Ning'er, it shouldn't be, and the old face felt a little burning.

Hurriedly moved, silently crossed the wall of Mingyuan, gently pushed open the door of his boudoir, put the lovely person in his arms on the bed, covered the quilt, and said in his ear: "Good sister Ning'er, I will go back first, you rest early." "

Jiang Xiaoning's eyebrows were low, the roots of his ears were red, his face was red and his heart trembled, and he whispered "um", like a mosquito, and his hands tightly grasped the corners. Until the door closed and the footsteps were far away, his heart was still "thumping", and the tiger skin cloak was tightly held in his arms.

Jiang Shi, who was lying in the bedroom, his eyelids trembled, after all, he didn't move, and sighed lightly, feeling that his cabbage was getting farther and farther away from him.

Yi Yuan tiptoed over the wall and quickly floated across the river, the river still flowing tirelessly from west to east, making a loud noise.

After a while, he came to his study, gently opened the door, flashed in, and waved a small flame from his fingertips, lighting the candle on the table, and the whole study looked particularly bright in the dark night.

Yi Yuan sat on the chair, touching his face for a while, smirking stupidly for a while, and fidgeting for a while...... So I opened the window and stared at the deep sky outside, where a blurry star blinked playfully.

I don't know how long it took, to calm down the troubled mood, Yi Yuan crossed his knees and palmed his palms, silently exercising the exercises, and the wisps of spiritual energy were pulled over, inhaled into the body, and slowly spread to the limbs, nourishing the tendons, bones, and flesh.

In the early morning of the next day, I came to the yard early, and the two jujube trees were flourishing. Yi Yuan jumped lightly, his body fluttered, and slowly landed on the water tank, his feet stepped lightly on the water, and the ripples on the water surface under his feet echoed in a circle, Yi Yuan's body moved slightly up and down, and the toes and soles of his feet were high and low with the water surface, sometimes open, sometimes arched...

Yi Zheng, who came to the courtyard, looked at this scene with a lot of emotion, this kid's Liuyunbu cultivation has exceeded his own cognition. These days, when he went into the mountains at night to practice basic techniques, he was all led by Yi Yuan, and his elegant and swift steps frightened him.