Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Chen Xianyu knew that his elder brother could not see the beauties he painted in the book of beauties. It is rare that he would ask questions today, so he raised a little interest and said, "He is what I said with my brother before, and that can be comparable to Brother Xu. Beauty."

"Anyone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Qingyue?" Chen Weiyuan raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "Tianxuan, don't want to compare your Senior Brother Xu with others at will."

Chen Xianyu defended: "I know, I know. I have always respected Brother Xu as much as my brother. But just now, I just couldn't help it, so I compared it to Brother Xu."

"My painting skills are poor and I can't draw the true appearance of the person in the painting. When my brother sees him, he should know what I said is true. Just now, I saw that person on the Shenxing Flying Boat and wanted to come this time. On the Daohui, that person will also go to Tianchi Mountain. He is a disciple of Tianzong Yanhuifeng, named Ye Yunlan. Brother can take a closer look when he arrives."

Chen Weiyuan was suddenly startled.

Chen Xianyu: "Brother?"

"Ye Yunlan..." Chen Weiyuan repeated it in a low voice, and suddenly said, "It's a good name."

Chen Xianyu blinked in doubt. His elder brother hadn't seen anyone, so how could he suddenly praise someone's name for no reason?

Chen Weiyuan stopped continuing this topic, but looked up to the sky.

Even in the daytime, the starlight entwined with silk threads is still invisible in his eyes.

He said: "Tianxuan, it has been three years since the astrological changes in the past, but the world's variables have not yet been revealed. This is not in accordance with common sense. Please pay more attention to your surroundings. What is wrong, and tell me as soon as possible."

Chen Xianyu said, "I will pay attention, brother."

Chen Xian fish nodded and swung his sleeves away from the mirror.

The wind on the top of the Tianchi Mountain made his robe hunt and dance.

"Ye Yunlan..." He whispered the name again, tracing his fingertips on the picture album, and the emotions in the star-filled eyes were hard to detect.

Suddenly a pleasant voice came from behind.

"Brother Chen, the wind is scorching and the fog is cold on the top of the mountain, why are you in a daze here?" The voice came with a smile.

Chen Weiyuan put away the picture album in his hand, and his indifferent eyebrows also showed some smiles.

He turned around, looked at the person, and said warmly: "Qingyue, why are you here."

— "Here, your elbow needs to be raised another half an inch, and the air will be condensed in your arm when the air is turning, and it will penetrate with the sword in your hand," Ye Yunlan stood in front of Shen Shu and pointed out his sword skills. "This sword Recruit, do you still have something unclear?"

Shen Shu: "I understand, thank you Master."

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly and looked up at the side window sill.

Outside the window sill is a surging cloud, bright sunlight shining on the endless open sea of ​​clouds, showing a magnificent and magnificent beauty.

"Tianchi Mountain is located in Zhongzhou. Dongzhou and Zhongzhou are separated by tens of thousands of miles. Even if it is a flying boat, it takes three days to reach it. If you feel bored, you can go for a walk." Ye Yunlan said.

Shen Shu said, "I don't feel bored. The three-day view of the sun, after a little practice, it passed."

When he thought that he would be alone with his master for three days, he was so happy that it was too late, how could he still want to go out for a walk.

He looked at the only carved wooden bed in the room, a gleam of light passed by in his dark eyes, and he was about to speak, but the door of the room was knocked suddenly.

"Is Junior Brother Ye here?" came a female voice, "Can you open the door for Senior Sister?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Yunlan frowned. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was Senior Sister Yin in red.

She had a glamorous appearance, very aggressive, tall, and scorching hot like a fire. When she saw Ye Yunlan, she smiled: "I heard people say that Junior Brother Ye is resting in this room, so I want to come and look for Junior Brother. The chat, you shouldn't disturb the younger brother, right?"

The affection in Yin Ling's eyes is not concealed, no matter who sees it, she can feel her love for Ye Yunlan.

In the past few years, she has been really bold in pursuing, even if Ye Yunlan has clearly rejected her several times, her enthusiasm remains unabated.

According to Yin Ling, as long as he does not find a Taoist companion for a day, she will not give up for a day.

Ye Yunlan was silent for a moment, and said, "I have something to do, please come back, senior sister."

"It's just in the early morning, what will Junior Brother Ye have to do?" Senior Sister Yin glanced at him with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

Ye Yunlan had never been approached by a woman before, and he was really not good at dealing with such a passionate pursuit of a woman. He pursed his lips and didn't think about how to speak, so Shen Shu walked over, folded his arms and said by the door: "Master is pointing me. I’m afraid I don’t have time to chat with the senior sister."

When Senior Sister Yin heard this, she glared at Shen Shu, "Senior nephew, you have grown up so much, how can you still be the same as before, pestering your master every day?"

Shen Shu said: "Because he is my master, it is only natural for me to ask him."

Senior Sister Yin snorted, raised her hand and curled her long black hair around her cheeks, and then raised her eyes to look at Ye Yunlan, "Senior Brother Ye..."

Ye Yunlan has a headache, "I really don't have time today."

Senior Sister Yin: "Senior Brother really didn't lie to me?"

Ye Yunlan: "...really."

"Fine," Senior Sister Yin gave him a grievance now, "Then wait for Junior Brother to have some free time next time, Senior Sister will come to you to chat again."

After finally sending Sister Yin away, Ye Yunlan sat down at the pearwood round table in the room, and rubbed his temples with his hand.

Shen Shu walked over with him, but once again set his eyes on the carved bed in the room.

Since he moved out of the bamboo building, he and his master have not slept in the same bed for more than a year.

He took the teapot on the table, poured tea for Ye Yunlan and himself, and said in a low voice: "Master, disciple first go to practice for a while, wait till night, can you..."

Before the words were finished, the door was knocked again.

Shen Shu: "..." Suddenly he wanted to smash the tea cup in his hand.

"Junior Brother Ye is inside?" This time there was a calm male voice coming from outside the door.

Shen Shu heard it, it was the voice of his cheap teacher.

Before Ye Yunlan got up to open the door, he put down his teacup and walked over to open the door.

He Lanze saw that Shen Shu opened the door, his long eyebrows raised slightly, and the first sentence of his words was: "Why is Nephew Shen also here? I remember that there are many rooms in the Shenxing Feizhou. Any disciple token can be assigned. Go to a room of your own."

The implication was to ask him how to stay away from his room.

Shen Shu said blankly: "Uncle, isn't he in his room?"

He Lanze choked. Three years later, he still didn't get used to seeing this kid in front of him. And he knew in his heart that this kid might not understand him either.

He didn't want to quarrel with this kid anymore, strode into the room, and called out, "Junior Brother Ye."

Ye Yunlan raised his eyes slightly, "Big brother."

He Lanze: "I heard people say that Junior Brother is also in this Shenxing Feizhou, only to realize that Junior Brother is also going to participate in the Tianchi Mountain Forum. Why didn't Junior Brother tell me before? Also, your body..."

"It's not me who participated, it's my apprentice." Ye Yunlan interrupted lightly.

"Oh?" He Lanze looked at Shen Shu, "Junior Brother is going here this time, just to accompany his nephew to increase his knowledge?"

Ye Yunlan: "Not bad."

He Lanze said: "Since this is the case, the brother is much more relieved."

He thought for a while, took out a **** fence from the storage ring, put it on the table, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Brother, brother knows that you like quietness. There are many people in this discussion, if you bring it. Going up the fence may reduce a lot of disturbance."

This coincides with Ye Yunlan's previous thoughts.

He took Mili, rubbed it in his hand, and said lightly: "Thank you, brother."

He Lanze looked at him with his head down, his quiet and pale face, warmth flowing in his heart, and warmly said: "Don't say thank you." Then he talked about the topic of the Daohui, talked a few words with Ye Yunlan, and then reluctantly left.

After He Lanze left, Ye Yunlan suddenly remembered something.

"Shen Shu, Senior Brother Fang reminded me that you also have a disciple token in your hand, and you can also allocate a room on the Shenxing Flying Boat. You can get one, so you don't have to be crowded at night."

Shen Shu: "...Yes, Master."

-Three days later.

The huge Shenxing Feizhou slowly descended at the foot of Tianchi Mountain, attracting many eyes from Tianchi Mountain.

Central Continent is a place where outstanding people gather. Half of the six top sects in Immortal Dao are located in Central Continent.

However, Tianzong, the first major sect of Xiandao, is located in Dongzhou.

Many people are curious about Tianzong disciples.

The Tianzong disciples filed out of the flying boat and flooded into Tianchi Mountain in groups.

After a long time, when the crowds were getting thinner, a figure wearing a power fence walked off the flying boat, followed by a handsome young man in black.

As soon as I got off the flying boat, I saw the distant mountains and green hills. Not far away was a small city. There is a subtle difference between the spiritual veins of Zhongzhou Tiandi and Dongzhou. Practitioners may not adapt to them when they first arrive, but Ye Yunlan feels very familiar.

At this time in his previous life, he had not been to Central Continent.

From Dongzhou Qingyun Mountain, to Beiyu Tianji Pavilion, and then to Xizhou Buddha Pagoda.

When he came to Central Continent, he had already spent most of his life.

At that time, Mozun had just rescued him from the Buddha Tower.

Together, they lived in Zhongzhou for more than ten years.

He was grind in the Buddha Tower, his mind was very unstable, his cultivation was exhausted, and he was backlashed by the sword intent of Nirvana, making him weaker than a mortal. In order to take care of him, the Demon Lord bought a courtyard in a small city in Zhongzhou, boiled medicine and made soup for him, and fed him bite by bite.

Later, his sanity gradually recovered, and he was finally able to get out of bed and walk around slowly, helping him to walk in the sparsely-traveled alley.

Someone in the alley was selling mung bean and apricot flower cake, shouting loudly.

He stopped there, staring at the fireworks in the alleyway for a long time.

That night, Mozun brought back a few pieces of mung bean and apricot flower cake.

He was very tired of drinking the bitter and unspeakable medicine, but he took the apricot flower cake. After drinking the medicine, he rarely had nausea and vomiting.

Seeing that he liked it, the Demon Lord planted an apricot tree in the courtyard where they lived, and every early spring, apricot blossoms would be full.

There is a diagonal wicker chair next to the apricot tree. When he is free, he sits on the wicker chair, watching the demon crouching to put the apricot flowers away and drying them into dried flowers.

Then I saw the smoke rising from the roof, and the sweet fragrance of mung bean and apricot flower cake came from.

Sometimes, the Demon Lord would sit next to him, take out the apricot blossoms from his hair one by one, stare at him for a long while, then prop up the wicker chair on one knee, leaning over to kiss him.

He raised his head and looked at the treetops, and the fine sunlight pierced his eyes through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

The light and shadow shook in a trance.

Spiritual energy flows into his dry body along the meridians.

He felt the long-lost warmth.

The memory of those hundred years in the cold and dead Buddha Pagoda, in this gentle surging warmth, seemed to be a dream in the afternoon sun.

Later, he walked the world alone, occasionally passing through Zhongzhou, and then returned to the courtyard and stayed for a long time.

In the twinkling of a few decades, everything in the courtyard has become decayed and obsolete.

Only the apricot tree on the courtyard wall grew taller and taller and lush.

The breeze blows.

There are apricot blossoms all over the skirt.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be able to vaguely smell the sweet fragrance of mung bean and apricot flower cake back then.

-There are towns under Tianchi Mountain.

Because the Daoist will open, the town is very busy. Looking up, there is a bustling flow of people.

Ye Yunlan and Shen Shu walked into the town and heard the noise around them.

"Sell spirit tools! Don't miss it when you pass by. The high-grade spirit tools made by the master craftsman personally only need six hundred high-grade spirit stones!"

"Medium-grade spiritual medicines grow veins and roots, which can dredge spiritual veins and stabilize the foundation. One thousand and two hundred medium-grade spiritual stones can be obtained—" "Selling steamed buns for three cents, and the white and tender fragrance has just come out of the oven!"

There are mortals and practitioners living in this town, and it's rare to gather together to set up stalls and sell them, but it is also very harmonious.

"Master, wait for me." Shen Shu suddenly said.

Ye Yunlan nodded slightly, and saw the young man strode towards the stall selling the package, talked a few words, paid the money, and took a greased paper package back.

"It's noon, I bought some pastries, Master, let me try some filling first. If Master is not used to eating, I will find something else for Master."

Shen Shu said.

He just saw that there was a pastry seller next to him, and remembered that his master had always loved these sweet gadgets, he should like it.

The problem of eating can be solved by a single bigu, but Ye Yunlan has been cooking for the past few years by Shen Shu to nourish the taste. For the bland and tasteless bigu, he seldom eats it.

He took the oil paper bag and opened it, but suddenly startled.

The pastries wrapped in oil paper are small, bean-green, and look very soft and sweet.

It's mung bean and apricot flower cake.