Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 314
The ball of water turned into a small humanoid shape, and when it touched An Qingli's lips, it was astonishingly good in daily life.

"Promise." Qi Min's ancestor said via voice transmission, "This is your chance. Having Shangshan teach you your experience will save you tens of hundreds of years of comprehension. It’s hard to buy the experience of alchemy that your master gave you. Besides, it’s good to see, and the one who suffers may be the one who suffers.”

An Qingli glanced at the old ancestor who was becoming more and more acquainted, and weighed himself in his heart, but he didn't put on any pretense anymore, and nodded slightly.

The little figure formed by the water was imprinted on An Qingli's cheek.

Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.

What's more, if you regard this ball of water as water, it is just a ball of water.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Wuling roared, pinching the branches of the pear blossom tree.

The ball of water then came to An Qingli's eyebrows again, and printed on An Qingli's forehead.

"Ah, no!"

The Wuling screamed wildly, causing the pear petals on the ground to dance wildly.

The ball of water imprinted on An Qingli's forehead again, it was icy cold, not too disgusting.

"Ah, Mu Sheng! Grandmaster!" Wu Ling roared loudly, "Shangshan is belittling your apprentice! Come out and stop it! Come out and stop it!"

"You can't say that." An Qingli lifted both hands up, held the ball of water in the palm of her hand, took the initiative to put her lips together, kissed the ball of water, and said with a smile, "I'm the one who flirted with the water. , not the water is thinning me."

The ball of water was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on the small eyebrows, which imprinted on An Qingli's lips.

An Qingli's face was calm, as if a ball of water was moistening her lips.

"Crazy, crazy." Xiao Jintan shook the branches irritably.

On the side, Zhenjun Duoze raised both hands, wanting to applaud, but he didn't know whether to applaud for An Qingli's rebellion, or Shangshan Zhenjun's shameless applause.

He saw this Shangshan from a young age, and it was the first time he saw this kid act so proactively.

It's really lucky that the grandmaster is not here, otherwise the good show wouldn't go on at all.

"Ah!" Wu Ling screamed furiously, "Let go of Shang Shan, let me do it!"

"You're here." An Qingli kissed the ball of water floating in the air again, provocatively.

The Thunder Wing Tiger in the Mahayana realm was watching the show in mid-air, tsk tsk, these human children are better at playing than this [-]-year-old old man.

"I..." Wu Ling was so impulsive that he wanted to possess An Qingli immediately, but finally held back, "I won't be fooled by your little foundation builder."

An Qingli smiled triumphantly: "Then I'll kiss you back, let's see how long you can bear it."

Shangshan gave an "um" to express his agreement, and suddenly turned into a deity, and pressed An Qingli's slender waist with both hands, and printed it on An Qingli's lips.

The four eyes met, the air became quiet, and the rain seemed to have no sound.

An Qingli suddenly leaned back, half-closed her eyes, this Shangshan came for real, this one seems to have played too much.

Will Master peel her skin later?

Although the two lips collide, it's not a big deal.

The three Tribulation Transcending Realm looked at this side, but their spiritual consciousness was released. If Shangshan played like this, would he be skinned by the master?

"Snapped!"

"Clap!"

Zhenjun Duoze finally applauded, Shangshan is really a good boy, the humiliation he suffered from Mu Sheng got worse, and he returned it to his apprentice.

In fact, both parties were quite calm.

An Qingli's heartbeat was gentle, and so was Shangshan's.

"Continue?" Shangshan sent a voice transmission.

An Qingli frowned and said, "I think my master will let Lei Yihu trample you to death."

Shangshan said with a smile: "Don't say anything that spoils the scenery, the play is in the middle, it is important to lead out the fog spirit, and success is imminent."

He was the one who bet with Wu Ling. Although he didn't show it on the surface, he cared more about winning or losing than anyone else in his heart.

Little Lingxi hiccups, spits out a mouthful of poisonous gas, and complains that Qingli sacrificed so much.

"The one who sacrificed the most is Shangshan." Little Pegasus held his head up in the spirit beast bag and said, "Master, eat the fat in your mouth quickly. This is Shangshan. Master, close your eyes and open your mouth to eat it! "

An Qingli's face was full of black lines, she still wanted to show her face, so she said to Shangshan: "For your sake and my life, you should turn into water, so that I can speak more easily."

There was an undistinguished pampering in Shangshan's eyes, and suddenly his mind moved, and the surrounding rain gathered and condensed into a translucent water cocoon, wrapping him and An Qingli in it.

People outside could only vaguely see the figures embracing each other.

"What are you going to do again?" An Qingli was speechless, she could tell that Shangshan had no malice towards her, nor did she have any uncontrollable interests, but playing like this would not be very good for her reputation.

Although she is a master's apprentice, she has been criticized by many people for not staying in the sect to practice alchemy.

"Continue to be frivolous, time is running out, there are only two days left." Shangshan put one hand around An Qingli's waist, and urged the heavenly rank kung fu, gradually turning into a water-like appearance.

However, the shape of the water is about the same height as the real Shangshan. Through the oval water cocoon, people outside can't see the true and false inside.

An Qingli looked at the lifelike water man in front of him, suddenly raised a hand, and slowly poked it from the water man's heart.

The water man didn't move, and let An Qingli test it out.

Circles of water rippled away from where the hand passed.

This water man is not an illusion, but really condensed by water.

Shangshan looked down at the arm that passed through the atrium, and said via voice transmission: "Water has no permanent form, and it can be like this after practicing to a high level."

An Qingli's arm had penetrated the water man's body.

With five fingers pinching the tactic behind the water man, An Qingli suddenly raised her bright eyes and said joyfully, "I want to try?"

"Huh?" Shang Shan was puzzled, "You can do whatever you want. But don't make too much noise, and don't separate too much, lest Wu Ling laugh at us for not caring about acting."

"Understood." An Qingli's fingers changed, and a small black flame suddenly appeared on her fingers.

The water man's head moved slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes moved to the back.

In other words, the two stood facing each other before, but now they have become standing with their backs.

The Wuling was mad with jealousy on the pear tree, no matter how the two of them acted in the twilight, in its eyes, they would all be rubbed against each other, burning wood.

And the more hazy, the more difficult to see clearly, the more exciting and uncontrollable the imagination.

Wu Ling desperately bit An Qingjin's sleeve robe, wishing to bury An Qingli under the tree to make flower fertilizer.

In the spirit beast bag, the little Pegasus made a bet with the little Thunderwing Tiger again: "Do you think the Master's Netherfire is more powerful, or the water transformed by Shangshan's body is more powerful?"

"It should be because the water is powerful." Little Huzi said, "Although they are all heaven-level exercises, they are indistinguishable from each other, but Shangshan is in the late Yuanying period, two realms higher than the master."

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