Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

The crisp and high-pitched eagle call penetrated the sky, and in the darkness, a gray-red figure crossed the sky above Shangjing.

The woman in Taoist robes sat quietly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Her long hair, as smooth as silk, was draped casually over her shoulders, but not messy at all. She just sat silently, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

On the stone table, a simple bamboo cup exudes a touch of heat. Without candlelight, the pavilion in the middle of the lake only had a faint moonlight, which contrasted with the woman's unearthly temperament, as if the clouds and mist had drifted to the center of the lake for her.

"Miasma Toad."

Gently tapping the stone table with his green-white fingertips, Zhuge Qing lowered his eyes slightly and murmured as if he was a little sleepy: "Suddenly the water mist condenses, the mist has miasma, the qi hides evil toads, and toads swallow their souls."

Raising his wrist, the whisk appeared in Zhuge Qing's hand at some point. She didn't wave it, but just picked up the whisk lightly, leaving a trace on her mane as if there was a little moonlight.

Like a gentle breeze blowing across the lake, the weak ripples are hard to detect. But it was a blade condensed from the moonlight. It made no sound and left no trace. It calmly cut off the gradually condensing mist and tore apart the ubiquitous poisonous miasma.

"The evil spirit is too strong."

Seemingly shaking his head in disappointment, Zhuge Qing raised his eyes and sighed, sweeping the whisk over the stone table as if sweeping away dust, "This fog has lost its artistic conception."

boom!
The hibernation of spring is hidden in the dusk of autumn, and the toads that were originally hidden in the mist are drawn out by the thunder from the sky. The embarrassed toad tried to pull through the water mist to cover its body, but the free electric traces like thin threads were entangled in the water vapor, staring at the black toad demon like a poisonous snake.

Spring thunder is not surprising, it only scares evil spirits.

"Emperor."

Zhuge Qing's eyes are very clear, just like her name, simple and pure. There is no starlight that is beyond beauty, and there is no charm that makes people dream. In her eyes, there were only the silent starry sky, the half-crouched dim moon, and everything in the world.

that's enough.

Can't dodge.

The water surface has clear lines, and the vernal equinox makes the cold winter retreat from the world, welcoming the warm sun and turning the ice and snow.

24 Solar Terms·Spring Equinox.

Even though the cold winter in the twelfth lunar month can choke the scorching sun and stop the flow of the Yangtze River, it does not dare to avoid the spring equinox.

The beginning of spring hides the cold winter, the rain covers the ice surge, and the stinging insects are protected from the cold wind.

The unique vernal equinox brings out the warm sun, calls for clear rain, and marks the spring day.

The centipede watching the water gate just watched the difference between spring and winter, separated the water surface full of evil spirits, separated the centipede joints, and separated its centipede guts full of filth.

"Toads and centipedes bring longevity and wealth."

The miasma toad trembled. It couldn't believe that the miasma that guarded the water gate died in the spring equinox, and that the poisonous miasma given by the lady trembled in the awakening of hibernation.

"Monsters eat humans, humans kill demons, but the demons say the same thing. I don't know if it's destiny or..."

Shaking his head gently, Zhuge Qing put away the fly whisk, and the Miasma Toad, which had died long ago and whose soul was only briefly retained by the thunder that stung, also dissipated. She picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, then stuck out her tongue, frowned like a cat, and whispered:

"So hot."

"Two monsters from the fifth realm, working together, can even compete with the seven realms, but they are not even qualified to cool down the tea in your cup."

In the dense forest, the woman in green clothes slowly walked out with a complex expression. She looked at Zhuge Qing who was spitting out his breath, and for a moment it was difficult to connect her with the fairy who had just killed two evil monsters between Yun Dan and Feng Qing.

"Hiss~~ Master Cen~~ Hot, hot, hot~~ You can't help it anymore?"

He stretched out his hand and slapped his tongue twice. The cat-tongued Zhuge Qing raised his head, looked at Master Cen who walked out slowly, and asked curiously: "Why don't you put a veil on it?"

"Pointless."

Shaking his head, Master Cen's thin blue scales at the corners of his eyes were particularly conspicuous. She looked at Zhuge Qing and said calmly: "You have seen through me a long time ago, right?"

"Correction."

Stretching out his finger, Zhuge Qing interrupted Master Cen's words and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's not me."

"It's Zhou Li."

"Zhou Li..."

Cen Shu was stunned. After a moment, her expression became more complicated.

"Isn't he a pervert?"

This sentence immediately silenced Zhuge Qing. "Perverts can also have wisdom."

After a long time, Zhuge Qing responded in a deep voice.

So you also admitted that Zhou Li is a pervert, right?

"If you hadn't come forward, I wouldn't have found you today."

Zhuge Qing turned the tea cup in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and asked with interest: "So, why did you throw yourself into a trap?"

"For my sister."

After sighing softly, Cen Shu moved the green snake's tail, and the master's green clothes slowly fell off, revealing the soft and white skin covered by scales. She stared at Zhuge Qing, her eyes filled with helplessness and determination.

"You dare to get up even though you know you're outmatched. I've changed my mind about you."

Zhuge Qing stood up slowly, raised his hand, and drank all the cold tea in the cup. The woman who looked like an immortal was particularly cold in the moonlight.

Green Snake stared blankly at the fairy surrounded by cold dew in front of him, and smiled bitterly.

24 solar terms...cold dew.

Antares, which represents midsummer, has set in the west, and during September, the dew is cold and will condense. This is the time of cold dew. The air is cool, not cold, and warm. This is the time that the fairy-like Taoist likes the most.

But it is also the time when snakes hate it the most.

Snakes are afraid of cold and sleep in winter.

"If it's midsummer, maybe you still have the strength to fight."

Raising his hand, the water vapor condensed by the cold dew was as sharp as the soul. Touching the water with his fingertips, Zhuge Qing said calmly: "It's a pity..."

"It's the cold dew season now."

The frost was whistling and the autumn wind was like thorns. The green snake immediately moved its body, dodging the cold winds that came one after another like a stream of light.

Yes, the cold dew season.

Green Snake closed her hands, and a flash of fire flashed behind her. She stared at the figure wrapped in frost and said to herself in her heart.

Missed this season...

The butterfly can no longer fly.

There are more brilliant colors in the world of ink painting.

Yun Baibai stared blankly at the sparkling waves on the lake, and the colorful light gradually spread out in his eyes.

"It was her you wanted."

Zhuge Qing suddenly thought of something, narrowed his eyes, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and frost spread on the lake, sealing everything.

"The heart of a saint with passion..."

Closing his eyes, Green Snake felt the beautiful love in the girl's chest that was as clear and warm as glass in the dormitory not far away, which made it difficult to take her eyes away.

"Xu Xian, you are wrong."

White Snake slowly opened her eyes. In the dim dungeon, she stared at the stone statue in front of her and said softly: "If the saint has lust in his heart, even the immortal cannot stop us."

Stone statues engraved with dragons and monks stand in the vast underground Buddhist cave. The monks with their eyes closed, hands clasped, wearing robes, holding ring beads, look pious. The six-clawed black dragon was hidden in the darkness, its eyes wide open with anger, as if a ghost and god were reincarnated.

The Buddha cave is like an upside-down stacked tower, extending downward and gradually becoming narrower. The white snake slowly crawled to the top of the tower and looked at the three large characters written in Song Dynasty's running script on the entrance of the cave. There was only endless desire in its pure white vertical pupils.

Leifeng Pagoda.

"Xu Xian, you have suppressed Fa Hai for 1000 years, and I have guarded him for 1000 years."

Turning around and looking at the stone statue of the six-clawed black dragon, the white snake gritted its teeth and its eyes were filled with demonic aura.

"You said there is no coexistence between Buddha and demon?"

"I don't believe it!" (End of chapter)