Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Fairy Lingyun held up Li Suniang's cold face, lowered her voice and asked, "Where is that bastard hiding now, do you want the teacher to catch him for you, huh? You can do whatever you want, let these ungrateful The men of the world suffer pain and torture, go to hell in despair, or kill with a sword, it's up to you."

For some reason, Fairy Lingyun seemed to be infected by her apprentice, her mind went to the brink of madness, her eyes no longer had the usual calmness, only the engraved hatred and soul-swallowing aura.

Her voice was still so crisp, but no one found it pleasing to the eye, they only felt the creepy feeling as if the most seductive poisonous snake slipped by.

Her clothes danced in the wind, and her robes swaggered wantonly. In her clear eyes, there was a faint black air lingering, which became more and more ferocious, as if she was no longer a fairy of the Taoist sect, but a villain of the Demon Sect. [

Everyone was horrified, is this a sign of enchantment?

This kind of omen usually only appears when a high-ranking monk advances, and it is more dangerous.If he can't survive, he will be completely reduced to a demon who has lost his mind.

Some monks were overjoyed, if this was the case, it would bring a lot of trouble to Lianyuan Taoist Sect.If there is a little more agitation, it may be possible to put Lianyun Daozong in a place where he will never be restored.

The disciples in the Qi-refining and foundation-building stage couldn't bear the perverted demonic aura of Fairy Lingyun, and backed away again and again.

"The waters of the Dandan River, the faint feelings of the guests, the love and hatred of falling flowers, the sound of the earth, junior sister! Have you not seen it through yet? Measure the heavenly venerable!"

A Taoist trumpet, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, goes straight into people's hearts.

"antiquity!"

The most mysterious and unfathomable Xing Chenzi suddenly appeared in front of Fairy Lingyun, swept Li Shuniang away with his big sleeves, let out a soft drink, and tapped Fairy Lingyun's eyebrows with his index finger.

A stream of yellow air penetrated into Fairy Lingyun's mind in an instant!

The yellow air current and the black air in Fairy Lingyun's eyes seemed to be a pair of mortal enemies. As soon as they met, they immediately transformed into several ghost images, tearing at Fairy Lingyun's face.Fairy Lingyun's beautiful face instantly resembled a ghost, constantly distorting and changing, moaning constantly in her mouth, and big sweat quickly broke out.

"chant!"

Xing Chenzi once again made a seal, this time the yellow air flow was more vivid in color, once it entered Fairy Lingyun's body, it was like a flood passing through, sweeping away the black air.

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"Uh..." Fairy Lingyun's tender body trembled violently a few times, the blackness in her eyes receded, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes. After a while, she regained her clarity and changed into the glamorous look before.

First thanked Xing Chenzi, then looked at Bu Yuan, and said resolutely: "Brother Bu, you and I have known each other for thousands of years, no matter right or wrong, cause and effect are indistinguishable, there is always a word of love, because the last words of the previous generation , For hundreds of years, unless there is an important matter in the sect, if there is any further contact, tomorrow Lingyun will kiss the old tree peak and end this matter with you."

The words of Fairy Lingyun made the Lianyun Daozong monks feel overwhelmed. In this eventful autumn, who knows what impact the personal grievances of these two people will have on Lianyun Daozong.

Seven sons of Lianyun understand Lingyun's temper and know how to persuade them. This is already the best result.

The monks of various sects, however, were overjoyed, and Lianyun Daozong's infighting was naturally what they wanted to see the most.

Only Tianzun Wan Dao, Ren Zhengyuan and a few others felt that this matter was not easy, and they frowned. [

The monks who knew about the love affair between her and Bu Yuan all turned their attention to Bu Yuan. Everyone knew that he must be one of the heartbreakers that Fairy Lingyun talked about.

Standing in the crowd, Ye Bai suddenly had a strange feeling that these big monks who were usually high in his eyes seemed to be just ordinary people who were stronger. , struggling and hesitating.

Ye Bai didn't know if he would face such love entanglements in the future, he just kept telling himself in his heart that it was their way, not mine, and I would definitely do better.

Ye Bai peeked at Wan Qing, and found that she was also looking at him with a sad face. The two of them looked at each other, with a feeling of seeing the distance between the two, clearly close at hand, but as if they were far away in the sky. Bai nodded vigorously,

She even made two grimaces secretly, and didn't give up until Wan Qing smiled.

Bu Yuan stood up slowly, ignoring the burning eyes around him, and said softly: "Lao Liu, follow me back to Laoshu Peak, I'm tired!"

I'm tired?

This is the first time Ye Bai heard such weak words from the teacher. In his impression, this monk who stands upright and never gives up will have a tired day?Or just mental burnout?or something else?

Everyone looked at Bu Yuan with different eyes.

Bu Yuan didn't care about other people's eyes at all, his expression was cold, and he leaned on his long sword and walked towards the outside of Xiantai. Ye Bai followed behind, looking at his still stalwart back, he felt a little stooped for the first time.

Lu Sheng, who stood at the end of the crowd, wanted to keep up, but stopped in his tracks. No one cared about the original only disciple of Old Tree Peak.

This made something deep in his heart begin to sprout.

Fairy Lingyun's eyes followed Bu Yuan's figure, her eyes were full of a knife-like cold light, and she said sharply: "Bu Yuan, which day do you want to hide, and where can you hide, Laoshufeng and Zizhu The forest is only ten miles apart, and you can reach it in just one breath. This time, if you hide again, I will slaughter the old tree peak, break your orthodoxy, and throw away the spirit card of your dead ghost teacher !"

Bu Yuan was stunned, his male body trembled slightly, he stopped his steps, and said without anger: "When the sun rises tomorrow, I will

Will be waiting for you at Laoshufeng Guanlantai!Also, my teacher is also your father, you should respect him more. "

The voice fell to the ground, and he left.

Bu Yuan's footsteps were very strange, at first he was hurried and messy, but after walking a dozen or so steps, he became calm and powerful, as if he had come out of depression.

Every sound of tuk-tuk seems to imply a certain rhythm, which coincides with the heartbeat of the human body, rising and falling at the same time. Low-level monks don't feel it deeply, but those with high cultivation levels are like listening to thunder, stepping into the abyss Every step they take seems to be stepping on their heartbeat.

Qian Hezi and the others originally wanted to stay for a while and mediate in the middle, but the magic sound beating on their hearts seemed to turn the vitality in their bodies into a tight string, as long as Bu Yuan exerted a little force , the strings are decisive, and the listener will also go crazy and lose his sobriety.

This footstep forced everyone to use their mana to resist, no matter how difficult it is to take care of other things.

Other Jindan cultivators only knew the power of the half-step Nascent Soul, the sound of two feet, so overbearing!

Wan Dao Tianzun already regarded Bu Yuan, the old rival in love, very highly in his heart, but he did not expect to be easily suppressed by him, and his face turned gray for a while. [

Everyone knew that Bu Yuan's intentional stepping footsteps were also a warning to the alliances of all factions. Even if there were some rifts among the seven sons of Lian Yun, they still could not covet them.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the figures of Bu Yuan and Ye Bai disappeared under the steps.

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