Retrograde fairy way

"Yunxin, why don't you leave soon?"

In Tianlang City, on a bustling street, an elegant young man looked at a woman in green clothes who looked like an elf who was wandering around in front of various stalls, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hmph, I said I don't want to come, who told you to let me come?"

The woman in emerald green clothes heard the words, and immediately responded with some dissatisfaction.

"You girl, you haven't come home for so many years, you shouldn't have been let out of the mountain to let you develop such a wild personality!"

The young man's complexion sank again, he walked up to him, and scolded.

"I want you to take care of it, anyway, you haven't taken care of me for so many years!"

The woman in emerald green clothes was pretty, her dissatisfaction was fully revealed.

However, her ethereal aura and energetic delicate body made her form a unique charm, which immediately attracted countless monks to stop and watch.

"Hey!"

The young man's complexion darkened, then he shook his head slightly, grabbed the woman in green clothes by the wrist, and forced her to walk away, saying: "It's all right for you to be like your father, and when you see your grandfather, you must know how to measure and understand what to do." ?"

"Grandpa?"

Hearing his words, the green-clothed woman's expression froze, her delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes showed a hint of doubt and excitement, and said: "Father, didn't you say..."

"Okay, don't say too much, you will know when you go!"

The young man shook his head slightly, signaling to him not to speak too much, and sighed secretly: "It's been so many years, I was the one who was sorry..."

The voice gradually became unrecognizable, and even the monks who were not weak around him could not hear clearly when they wanted to chase after the figure of the green-clothed woman.

What's more, when they thought they were not weak in cultivation, they found that no matter how hard they chased, they couldn't keep up with the pace of the man and the woman.

It's okay for one or two to have such a discovery, but as the number of people increased, gradually, everyone understood that the two of them were not as simple as they appeared on the surface, but were people with advanced cultivation bases, and they were just hiding their cultivation bases.

......

"Master!"

In a courtyard, a pretty woman in a blue dress respectfully bowed to the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of her.

"Come, come, let me take a look, have you lost weight?"

That middle-aged beautiful woman had a dazzling golden flower hairpin trembling in front of her luxurious hair on the top of her head, emitting a little brilliance.

"You've lost weight!"

Feeling the warmth in the palm of the middle-aged beautiful woman and the loving gaze, the blue skirt woman said with reddish eyes.

"It's still you, a girl who knows how to be a teacher. It's not like your senior sister who has decided to spend her life outside without saying anything. It's been such a long time, and she still hasn't come to see her as a teacher!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman's face was filled with joy, but then she sank slightly, pretending to be angry.

Looking at his face, he didn't seem to have the slightest anger in his mouth.

"Giggle!"

Seeing such a scene, the woman in the blue skirt laughed out loud, then took her hand, and said in relief: "Senior sister can find a good partner, master, you should be happy, maybe in a few years, you will be able to hug your grandson Woolen cloth!"

"makes sense!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman thought for a moment, showed satisfaction on her face, and then asked a little: "All these years away, have you ever had someone you like? Among the teachers and old friends, there are quite a few of them." A talented junior, take this opportunity to introduce him to you, if it can be done, it will be a good thing!"

"Master!"

Hearing his words, the woman in the blue dress said coquettishly, but there was a glimmer of gloom in her beautiful eyes that was fleeting.

"Hey!"

Seeing such a scene, the middle-aged beautiful woman sighed silently, stroking her hair lovingly.

......

In another courtyard, there was also a group of highly cultivated monks gathered, but on top of their costumes, there were a few blue and white clouds, which appeared to be ethereal.

In an elegant attic, there are two peerless women sitting hugging each other, their expressions are quite ambiguous, and there is a trace of warmth echoing in the casual eyes between the two.

"Are you thinking about him again?"

Suddenly, the woman in the pink and green gauze skirt, who was enjoying the gentle caress of the people around her, suddenly gave the people around her a dissatisfied look, her expression was indescribably alluring.

"Ha ha!"

The beautiful person shook his head helplessly, his voice was a masculine man's voice, looking at the Adam's apple exposed on his neck, this unparalleled beauty was obviously a man.

"Just know the smirk, you can only have me in your heart!"

The woman stretched out her right hand, her green jade finger, and touched her forehead, solemnly exhorting.

"What kind of words are you talking about!"

The peerless handsome man held Qi's jade hand dumbfounded, and gently rubbed it on his cheek.

"Hmph, you said that you are a big man. You haven't seen him for hundreds of years, and you haven't said a few words to him. Why do you keep thinking about it? Could it be that there is some ulterior secret?"

The woman let out a coquettish snort, turned around, kneaded his cheeks with both hands, and immediately changed the shape of his cheeks that women were jealous of, with a hint of excitement on his face, a burst of green light from his beautiful eyes, and said with a smile.

"You girl!"

This time, it was the handsome man who nodded the woman's forehead angrily, then looked up out of the window, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and said slowly: "Maybe I haven't met him a few times, maybe not too many times." but...hehe, among men, as long as there is a jug of wine, it may be worth a thousand words!"

A faint ray of light fell on her cheeks, and that peerless face suddenly exuded a strange look, which made the woman who had been looking at her go crazy.

But in an instant, it turned into jealousy, and angrily kneaded the man's cheek again. She was jealous, jealous of a man who had taken her man's heart away.

......

"My lord, I didn't find any suspected target person!"

In an inconspicuous courtyard, there stood dozens of monks with different levels of cultivation, both male and female. They stepped forward one by one to respectfully salute the leader, an ordinary-looking middle-aged monk.

Hearing what he said, the middle-aged monk was just sitting on the rattan chair with a big horse and a golden knife, holding a teacup in his hand, drinking one after another, without even lifting his eyelids.

It wasn't until all the monks came forward to report that the middle-aged monk frowned slightly, and thought for a while and said: "This person has a very high level of cultivation and is also very good at disguising. I didn't expect you to find out, even if you did. , it’s just a death sentence!”

As soon as his words fell, the expressions of all the monks changed slightly, what's more, their bodies trembled violently, and there was fear in their eyes, as if they were quite regretful.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to deal with this person, but to closely monitor any unidentified monks who appear alone. Remember, keep your mouth shut. Once this is done, this sect guarantees that you will get a lot of treasures. A breakthrough is just around the corner!"

The middle-aged cultivator casually glanced at all the cultivators, and said in a dignified tone.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will understand later!"

After hearing the words, all the cultivators hurriedly worshiped again, but their expressions did not relax in the slightest.

Suddenly, the brilliance of the ban outside the courtyard flashed, and a figure stepped out of it, and it turned out to be a handsome young monk.

Seeing the person coming, the middle-aged monk who was sitting upright and extremely majestic hurriedly got up to greet him, showing a look of impatience, and waved his hands casually to dismiss all the monks.

Seeing this, the cultivators naturally didn't dare to say much, even didn't dare to look at the appearance of the person who came, and left directly.

"Haha, what wind brought Brother Yang here?"

With a hearty smile, the middle-aged monk stepped forward a few steps, quite friendly, but there was indeed a hint of flattery in his eyes.

"Hehe, I have nothing to do, so I'll sit here with Brother Liu!"

The young monk smiled and said casually.

"Good time, I just got a piece of top-quality spiritual tea a while ago, and I would like to drink it with Brother Yang!"

The middle-aged monk clapped his hands and smiled, and then led the young man towards a stone table under a trellis beside him.

"It seems that my little brother is really lucky!"

The young man was also unambiguous, and did not dodge, just followed the approach, and said with a smile.

"It's not just good fortune. Who doesn't know that you, Brother Yang, have been favored by the great sage of Lu and accepted as a disciple. The future is boundless in the future, and you are truly a person with great opportunities!"

The middle-aged monk shook his head with emotion, and poured a cup for the young man while brewing the spiritual tea.

"Little brother is just a fluke. He was not accepted as a disciple, but just registered. It is not a big chance!"

The young man showed humility, looked at the aura-filled and misty teacup, seemed to be unable to help but pick it up, took a sip, and then showed a hint of aftertaste, slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't stop praising : "Good tea!"

"Brother Yang likes it as long as he likes it. I still have quite a few here, just give it to my brother!"

The middle-aged monk smiled heartily.

"This...then thank you Brother Liu!"

The young man refused at first, but when he saw the middle-aged man pretending to be angry, he bowed his hands in thanks, picked up the teapot, and refilled him with tea.

"a piece of cake!"

The middle-aged monk waved his hand and said indifferently.

Then, when the two of them had tea for three rounds and talked happily, the young man paused his hands and asked casually, "Brother Liu, has there been any news about that person?"

"how?"

The middle-aged monk's complexion changed slightly, but he smiled instantly and said, "Brother Yang, is this against the rules?"

"Haha, I was just asking casually!"

The young man smiled heartily, waved his hands casually, and then said intentionally or unintentionally: "I just heard that a few fellow Taoists have joined forces and want to work together to accomplish this matter. The treasure is so tempting!"

Seeing the young man casually sipping spirit tea, and hearing the meaning in his words, the middle-aged monk's pupils shrank suddenly, flashed a deep greed, took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Brother Yang, what do you mean?" yes?"

The young man paused with the teacup in his hand, pondered for a while, and said with a stern look on his face: "Dare to ask Brother Liu, with your subordinates, how sure are you that you want to track down that person's trace?"

"Not at all sure!"

The middle-aged monk didn't hesitate at all, his face was ugly, and then he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "To be honest, if those low-level monks hadn't been controlled with drugs, who would dare to do this?"

"Indeed, although I didn't say who that person is, but since I have his image in my hand, the monks who live in Tianlang City have more or less heard of his name. How can I wait for such an existence? Is there a reason to survive?"

The young monk said coldly, with a serious expression.

"Brother Yang, what's your opinion?"

The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed brightly, he leaned forward, and asked in a low voice.