A pair of green eyes, hiding behind the trees, staring indifferently, broke this peaceful and beautiful time.
Yi Yuan was unhappy, frowned slightly, picked up a few pieces of grass, and threw them out casually with his hand. Several wailing sounds were heard from deep in the woods, and then bursts of rustling sounds disappeared in an instant.
The moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight drifted down, covering the mountains with layers of silver brilliance.
The operation of the Five Elements of Gods and Demons Sutra suddenly accelerated. Yi Yuan controlled the transformed vitality, slowly dissipating it from the body surface, and finally flowing within a few feet, repeating the cycle. Yi Yuan felt it carefully and found that the consumption of vitality emitted from the body was basically very small and could be ignored.
At this moment, the grass within a ten-foot radius around Yi Yuan was moving without any wind, and seemed to be dancing and carnivaling. While cheering and jumping, small colorful flowers slowly bloomed. After a while, they covered the entire ground, which was very beautiful.
The Five Elements of Gods and Demons Sutra was originally the first-class miraculous power in heaven and earth, possessing both the five elements. Now it is emitted from Yi Yuan's body surface and absorbed by the surrounding grass, causing it to grow, develop and bloom rapidly, thus causing wonders to appear. If the Five Elements Gods and Demons who created the technique were here, they would probably be furious. You said that it is acceptable to use it to promote the growth of herbs. But now it is used on unknown weeds. The key is that it has no other use except that it looks good.
Jiang Xiaoning on the side turned her beautiful eyes frequently, feeling that the cold air around her suddenly disappeared, as if she was in the warmth of her mother's arms. The breath in her body was running automatically, and the speed visible to the naked eye was increasing and getting deeper and deeper.
Then her smart eyes kept looking at the surrounding grass. She was really surprised. It was unbelievable that there was such a miracle in the world. Then he bent down happily and lightly traced the flowers with his slender fingers. In an instant, Qiao's smile was beautiful, her eyebrows were smiling, and all the flowers were vying to express their beauty... Yi Yuan next to her stared blankly at Xiao Ning'er.
"We share the bright moon on the sea, and we share this moment in the world."
After a while, Yi Yuan, who had drunk a lot of wine, came back to his senses. At this moment, he remembered the poems of the sages and casually read them aloud to the moon hanging in the sky.
It would be great if the lyre was by my side, listening to Brother Yuan reciting poems while playing the lyre. In this situation, I just want to stay drunk here forever, Jiang Xiaoning thought to herself.
Yi Yuan pondered for a moment and seemed to have some realization. He summoned a Guqin from the gray bag, which Ning'er gave to him years ago, and handed it to Xiao Ning'er gently.
Jiang Xiaoning's eyes flashed a few times, and she reached out to take the guqin and placed it on her crossed legs. She gently plucked the strings with her slender fingers, which was melodious and sweet. Then her ten fingers kept beating on the strings, and a song "Silk Opera" flows slowly.
"The sound of the bells is crisp and clear, and the lights between the curtains are dim. You and I are made for each other..."
On a moonlit night with stars, a guqin plays a song of love. There are the sounds of flowers, the whiteness of the moon, the brilliance of the stars, the long roar of the wind, the agility of the water, and the fragrance of the grass. The music of the piano is sweet and moving, and the elegance of singing while drinking wine makes the soul linger in the quiet and low-pitched rhythm of the piano. The smile is more calm and calm, free and innocent.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the final note of the song is long. Yi Yuan stared blankly at Keren'er in front of him. A pile of extinguished ashes on the ground was emitting white smoke.
Jiang Xiaoning's cheeks were red, she handed the guqin to Yi Yuan and whispered: "Brother Yuan, it's time for us to go back..."
Yi Yuan took the guqin, put it into the storage bag in his arms, and said "hmm". He stood up and hugged Xiao Ning'er. Xiao Ning'er was so ashamed that she hid in Yi Yuan's arms, lowered her head and frowned, her heart beating "dong dong".
Yi Yuan let out a long roar, causing the surrounding fields to tremble, and unknown beasts scurrying around everywhere. Then he pressed his knees down slightly, pushed his right foot behind him, and a handful of loess was covered on the ashes. Yi Yuan's entire body rose from the ground. When he was exhausted, his feet were in the air, as if they were stepping on tangible matter. , the body moved a large distance laterally, and the figure jumped quickly in the mountain forest. Xiao Ning'er, who was hiding in Yi Yuan's arms, hugged Brother Yuan tightly with her arms and looked at him secretly.
In the backyard of the Jade Emperor Temple, the middle-aged Taoist priest in gray clothes who was in a state of tranquility returned to the window helplessly. Opening the window, a stream of cold wind blew in his face, and there was a faint whistling sound just now, which made him tremble. He stared intently at the mountains, which were overlapping and vast, trying to get some clues, but couldn't see anything. At this time, they seemed particularly quiet. He knew that he couldn't sleep tonight, and he had no intention of practicing anymore. He planned to go for a walk in the mountains in the morning, otherwise his heart would never be quiet.
After about a stick of incense, Yi Yuan stopped silently in the bamboo forest by the river, staring at the cute and cute beauty with lowered eyebrows in his arms, slowly lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently. The face of the beauty in her arms suddenly turned red, and the arms around her waist suddenly tightened.
Yi Yuan's heart skipped a beat, what happened to me? I was so frivolous towards Xiao Ning'er. I shouldn't have. His face felt a little on fire.
He hurriedly moved, crossed the wall of Mingyuan silently, gently opened the door of his boudoir, gently placed the lovely child in his arms on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and lowered his head in her ear like a ghost. He said: "Good sister Ning'er, I'm going back first, you can rest early."
Jiang Xiaoning's eyebrows were furrowed, her ears were red, her face was red and her heart was trembling. She whispered "Hmm" like a mosquito buzzing, and held the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands. Until the door closed and the footsteps faded away, his heart was still pounding, and the tiger skin cloak was held tightly in his arms.
Master Jiang, who was lying in the bedroom, his eyelids trembled, but after all he made no move. He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his cabbage was getting farther and farther away from him.
Yi Yuan tiptoed over the wall and quickly floated across the river. The river was still flowing tirelessly from west to east, making a gurgling sound.
In a short time, I arrived in front of my study room, opened the door gently, stepped in, waved my hand, and a small flame emerged from my fingertips, lighting the candle on the table. The whole study looked particularly bright in the dark night.
Yi Yuan sat on the chair, touching his face for a while, giggling foolishly for a while, and restless for a while... Then he opened the window and stared at the deep sky outside. There was a blurry star on the horizon blinking playfully.
After an unknown amount of time, Yi Yuan calmed down his turbulent mood, crossed his knees and clasped his hands, and silently performed the exercises. The strands of spiritual energy were pulled over, inhaled into the body, and slowly spread to the limbs and bones, nourishing the tendons, bones, and flesh.
The next morning, I came to the yard early and saw two jujube trees in full bloom. Yi Yuan jumped lightly, his body fluttered, and slowly landed on the water tank. His feet lightly stepped on the water. The ripples on the water under his feet echoed in circles. Yi Yuan's body moved slightly up and down, and the toes and soles of his feet followed. The water surface is high and low, sometimes it opens, sometimes it arches...
Yi Zheng, who came to the courtyard, was filled with emotion when he saw this scene. This boy's Liuyunbu practice had exceeded his own knowledge. These days, when he goes into the deep mountains at night to practice basic spells, he is always led by Yi Yuan. His elegant and quick pace scares him.
