The Transcendent Immortal

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"What do you say ..."

The voice was utterly gloomy. Outside the cave house, the petite body of the Tsing Yi woman shuddered, and she quickly lowered her head, not even daring to spit out the air, but her **** couldn't keep up and down.

"Please, please ... Brother, rest ... breathe anger ..." The woman's voice was choppy because of fear, and some were unclear.

"Queen of anger? I never thought that you would actually lose to a newcomer, and I really disappointed my brother ..."

There is a little glare at the entrance of the cave, and the sound is still three-pointed with a seven-point ghost spirit.

The woman shuddered in shock, fell to her knees with a thump, her small face was extremely white, and her voice continued to tremble: "Please ... please brother forgive sins ... give me one more time, a chance ... the next time, I ... I Never will……"

"You said, give you another ... an opportunity?"

The voice was suddenly much closer, followed by a dark mist floating out, the woman trembling, holding her breath instantly, at this moment, like falling into the bottomless abyss, cold, horror, despair.

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished. What do you say ..."

There was a ghostly voice in the black mist, the woman's face was pale, her breathing became short and short, her chest was undulating, and she was already terribly afraid.

The black mist floated behind the woman, and said eerily: "I am coming, or do it myself ..."

The woman twitched all over, and finally slowly lifted her arm to her left shoulder, gently wiped the lapel down, and under the moonlight, she could barely see the snowy white jade shoulder, and then she moved the lapel on the right shoulder After wiping it off, the whole shirt slipped down.

Under the moonlight, the woman's back is like a jade, reflecting the moonlight, with a faint glow, white and flawless.

"Snapped!"

There was a loud noise, and the woman grunted, but bit her lip tightly so as not to make a sound. "Slap!" There was another loud noise. The woman still bit her lip tightly without making a sound.

"Does it hurt?" There was a ghostly voice in the black mist, and at the same time, a black whip was pumped **** the woman's back.

The woman grunted and bit her lip tightly: "No pain ..."

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished ..." The black mist pumped a dozen lashes on the woman's back, but the woman didn't say a word from beginning to end. She knew that once the sound was made, it would only be more painful.

"Okay, just know the wrong, but ..." Heiwu said faintly, and suddenly, a dark arm stretched out from the mist, grabbing towards the woman's left shoulder.

At this moment, there was a strong wind, and the whole Dongfu was filled with a thick layer of grief. The woman seemed to feel something too. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and she kept shaking her head, trembling: "Brother, don't know, I know wrong, I really know Wrong, I ... ah! "

A scream slashed the night sky, but the sound could not be heard, and the neighborhood was blocked by a soundproof barrier.

I saw the arm stretched out in the black mist caught on the woman's left shoulder, five black fingers half pierced her shoulder bone, blood was constantly flowing out, and a burst of black gas was being injected into her body along the five fingers.

The woman kept groaning, and was shocked by the countless black crows rushing away. Finally, the black mist retracted her arm. The woman had no face, and the wound on her shoulder gradually healed at the speed visible to the naked eye, but she was shaking all over.

"You know, if it were not me, you were already a frozen bone on the street, and I let you enter the Yunwuyuan, you should also know why ..." Heiwu said lightly.

The woman was still trembling, and nodded. Black Mist said lightly: "Just know, remember, don't let me down again, Braun ..." And then floated back into the hole.

Bailing choked on the clothes and walked down with his head down. After a scent of incense, he came to a clear stream, under the moonlight, and the surface of the water shone and shone.

Bailing slid down the lapel on the left shoulder again, washing the wound on the shoulder, and at the same time, a little bit of exercise forced the sigh of the body out. After a long while, she saw that she was sitting on the edge of the stream, and the stream suddenly appeared. The circle of ripples gently swayed into the reeds, but the tears on her face fell into the water drop by drop.

Crying for a while holding his knees, a faint sigh suddenly sounded behind him, and Bailing was startled, stopped sobbing, and quickly lifted his shirt up and turned his head: "Who!"

...

The next morning, Xiao Chen got up early in the morning, the birds in the mountains and flowers smelled, and the air was particularly fresh. After washing, Xiao Chen went outside the courtyard and stretched a lazy waist towards the Chaoyang, and the newcomers in the back yard were excited because they were last night. All night, I haven't gotten up until now.

"Little guy, did you wake up so early?"

A voice as clear as silver bells came from not far away. Xiao Chen looked around and couldn't help but see Shuiyue Xu Bu coming, but today she changed into a thinner clothes than yesterday, with her legs straight With arms out, jade shoulders are cut, compared to the charming and enchanting of Su Lianyue, but it has more fairy spirit, which makes it more difficult for you to see yourself.

At that time, Xiao Chen was still fifteen or sixteen years old, and he could n’t hold back to Baiying every day. Now he is in his twenties, and he feels hot on his face. The soul photographed, and really met the enemy, this does not need to fight, the other party surrendered directly.

Shuiyue frowned: "Little guy, where are you looking?"

"Uh ..." Xiao Chen just recovered, and felt awkward. She had been staring at her just now. It was really rude. If she was misunderstood that she was a prodigal prodigal son, it would be very bad.

At the time of his cranky thinking, Shuiyue had already come over. Shuiyue had already become an immortal body, and he looked like he was in his twenties, but he looked younger than Xiao Chen.

Of course, the cultivation of a fairy body here is just the cultivation of a fairy body in the traditional sense. The appearance of the cultivator has not changed for decades. It is not strange that some people can stay forever, such as Baiying, Shuiyue, Mo Xuanzi, This is called cultivation of immortal body, but their immortal body is just the appearance, and the real immortal body is the immortal body cultivated after nine days of feathering. Of course, the immortal here is also just traditional statement.

"Well? Why don't you speak?" Shuiyue had already approached him, and Xiao Chen reacted and quickly hurriedly said: "The disciples have seen the three teachers."

"Excuse me." Shuiyue shook his hand and then looked at him deeply, and Xiao Chen was a little uncomfortable.

"Yesterday Baili asked you to go to the Grand Master, why didn't you go?"

"Uh ..." Xiao Chen had already thought about the wording and said, "The disciple thinks, in fact, it is the same everywhere."

Shuiyue chuckled, looked at him and said, "Come on, don't think that I will take special care of you if I say this. The purpose of my Shuiyue is that Master leads the door, and the practice is personal. How much time do you care? "

Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and looked like Bai Ying. Shuiyue looked at him again and said, "There is one more thing." At this point, her face suddenly became serious.

"what's up?"

"In Yunwuyuan, personal practice is as you wish, but there is one thing to remember, that is-never take care of other people's business, remember."

After talking, Shuiyue turned and walked to the new disciple's yard. At this time, the two old disciples also arrived and saluted her.

Xiao Chen is still standing in the same place, so that he should not worry about the business? Shaking his head with a smile, he is too busy to do so much work, how can there be time to take care of other people's business.

Returning to the courtyard, the two old disciples frowned as they saw that the new people had not yet gotten up, and shouted, "Three teachers are here!"

However, after the words were shouted, it seemed to sink to the bottom of the lake, and there was no echo at all. The courtyard was still quiet. It was only after a while that there was a burst of noise.

"What? Three Masters are here, come on! Come on, dead pig!"

"Shoes? What about my shoes?"

"What about skirt? What about my skirt?"

"What about the bow of my hair? Oh, you guys help me find it, hurry!"

"Death Tianyu! Did you sneak into my house last night!"

"Ah, Linger, sister, how dare I ..."

A chaotic, quiet year-old listening to the wind pavilion, ushered in the most lively morning in the morning, the two old disciples froze, and Shuiyue stood up, his face calm as the water stopped.

"Sanshi Gong, Shige." The seven-day dress came out neatly and greeted with a soft voice.

At the request of Xiao Chen, she can no longer be called the Lord before others, and she must be commensurate with her brother, so as not to cause suspicion, and cannot be as cold as before, hiding murderousness, and must be as gentle as possible.

"Cough." On the seventh day, he coughed twice and cleared his voice. The first time she acted so gentle, she felt a little weird.

But the two old disciples were stunned deeply, their eyes stayed on her face, and their eyes became a bit dull. They had never seen such an ice-cold girl, and their hearts were all moved. At the next moment, the two shook at the same time, and their backs were cold, because they seemed to feel a particularly cold and terrifying murderousness, but they disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Chen frowned and handed his gaze to the seventh day. The seventh day also frowned. It was not that she deliberately showed murderousness, but for a long time, as long as the alert was raised, there would be an involuntary murderousness.

Shuiyue's eyes moved, and she turned her head slightly, glanced at the seventh day, and there was a strange flash in her expression, but it quickly returned to normal. At this time, the newcomers also came out. Many girls were barefoot, too late to wear shoes, and walked out wearing a hazy tight pajama skirt.

Soon, the entire large courtyard was full of sweet fragrance, and the two old disciples lighted up. This group of new disciples, it seems that the fifteen or sixteen-year-old young girls are not in the minority, and all of them are born so watery. Can't help but speculate.

And the teenagers were more disheveled, and some did n’t even wear their tops. They ran out shirtless. When they saw the sisters wearing pajamas, they all grinned, and some even blew up. Whistle.

Most of the girls bowed their heads in shame, pinched their skirts with their small hands, and the clouds were red on their faces, while others were more generous and extroverted, and put out their tongues with a grimace on the side of the teenager: "Slightly ...

This is probably only true of Shuiyue here. Which of the other three teachers is out of order.

"Okay, calm down the old lady! Whistle, slightly, stand up for me!"

The newcomers saw the third division's public power, and immediately stood neatly, with their hands hidden behind their backs, and the whistle did not blow, and the slightest did not. The seventh day also returned to the ranks.

Xiao Chen looked at these lively and lovely teenagers and smiled. What a good age, he suddenly felt so old.

Smiling, Shuiyue suddenly glared at him, and said sharply, "What are you doing here?"

"Me?" Xiao Chen pointed to his nose, as if he realized that although he was older than them, it seemed ... as if he were the newcomer this time?