Yi Yuan suddenly became very happy. He stretched out his mouth to hold the snake meat, and seemed to touch Xiao Ning'er's fingers. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly.
Jiang Xiaoning quickly retracted her jade fingers, her cheeks turning even redder...
In the study room of Mingyuan, the candles have reached their bottom, flickering on and off, which is similar to Master Jiang's mood.
Master Jiang held the open book upside down, his eyes drifting out of the window from time to time, and there was a rising anger in his heart. I came back more than a night ago... The sound of rain gurgling outside the window, dripping on the leaves, is as clear as the dripping in my heart.
Master Jiang was very troubled for a moment. He must have stayed up all night at this time, and his beard wanted to flutter everywhere. Then he threw the book in his hand on the table, and the poems of the sages came to his eyelids: "Looking at the doves in the pass, on the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman like a pigeon...".
The flickering candlelight burned out the last trace of energy and went out, and the study suddenly fell into darkness.
The rain outside the cave seemed to have stopped a little, and only the rushing water was flowing, which was particularly beautiful in this quiet valley.
Xiao Ning'er, who had just eaten some snake meat, felt a surge of breath all over her body. She was currently meditating and adjusting her breath with all her strength, and her face was a little red.
Yi Yuan felt a little guilty and felt very upset. The snake meat in the late innate stage was still too much for Xiao Ning'er. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and helped her refine most of the essence, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.
After almost a stick of incense, Jiang Xiaoning exhaled a long breath and stood up slowly. The breath in his body was strong, his limbs felt particularly comfortable, and he seemed to have endless strength. I have been practicing the internal skills passed down from my family, and my progress has been slow in the past two years. The results achieved in this day are comparable to decades of practice.
Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is a rare thing in the world, rarely encountered by mortals; the flesh and blood of monster beasts in the late innate stage is also a rare tonic for those who practice martial arts. If it weren't for Yi Yuan's high level of medical cultivation, Xiao Ning'er would probably have a big problem, and she would definitely overdo it.
"Brother Yuan, I'm fine now, you don't have to worry." Xiao Ning'er said softly, she was worried that Brother Yuan would blame himself.
Yi Yuan walked up to Xiao Ning'er, took her right hand, put his index and middle fingers on the pulse door, listened carefully for a while, and felt that her inner breath was deep and steady, with a strong foundation, and then he felt relieved. Secretly sighing that the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk has extraordinary effects and has no side effects. It is worthy of the words "wonders of heaven and earth".
After pondering for a while, Yi Yuan raised his head, looked at Xiao Ning'er, and said with a wry smile: "Ning'er, I didn't think carefully this time. This kind of situation will not happen again next time and make you suffer."
"Brother Yuan, I don't blame you! It's Ning'er who is greedy. Besides, Ning'er has benefited a lot. This is the peak of the later stage, and she is only a hair away from the innate realm." Jiang Xiaoning took Yi Yuan's arm She said coquettishly that she had to dispel the self-blame in Brother Yuan's heart.
Looking at Xiao Ning'er who was smiling beautifully, Yi Yuan finally let go of his heart, secretly remembered it in his heart, and decided to be nicer to Xiao Ning'er in the future.
"It's already getting very late. We'll make do with it tonight and rest here for the night. I'll take you back tomorrow." Yi Yuan said uncertainly.
Jiang Xiaoning lowered her head and said softly, "Yeah". Her cheeks felt a little hot and turned red instantly. He turned around and got on the stone bed, lying on his side with his back to Yi Yuan. His body seemed to be shaking a little.
Yi Yuan added some dry firewood to the fire, then took out the animal skin mat from the storage bag, placed it on the open ground, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested, not knowing what to do for a while.
After a long time, Jiang Xiaoning said slowly and softly: "Brother Yuan, it's a little bright."
"Oh", Yi Yuan waved his hand to collect the moon stone. After thinking for a moment, he put out the fire again, and then ran the Five Elements God and Demon Sutra. The vitality in his body slowly spread out, covering Zhang Xu Fangyuan. In this case, Xiao Ning'er should It won't be cold anymore, Yi Yuan thought secretly in his heart.
Feeling a sudden darkness all over her body, Jiang Xiaoning felt a lot more relaxed after not seeing any movement from Brother Yuan for a long time, and then she felt a little annoyed. Did I say it was a little bright? Brother Yuan suddenly felt a little dazed.
After a while, Jiang Xiaoning said again in a mosquito-like voice: "Brother Yuan, are you asleep?"
"Sleeping." Yi Yuan responded quickly, then was surprised.
...
The stream outside the cave flows mightily and gurgling, and the sycamore trees on the bank silently guard it. The howls of tigers and wolves can be heard faintly in the mountains, and scenes of natural selection and survival of the fittest are staged.
The next morning, Yi Yuan woke up early, glanced at Xiao Ning'er, who was still sleeping, quietly covered her with a shirt, and then walked out of the cave stone room.
The hazy sunlight shines through the gaps between the trees, making the leaves even more crystal clear. There are birds chirping, flapping their wings and flying around, looking for small insects that can be eaten.
Yi Yuan wandered around the woods, caught a fat and strong pheasant, and went to the stream to clean it up. After returning to the cave, a fire was lit, placed on the stone shelf made yesterday, and slowly roasted in the flames, occasionally turning the pheasant meat...
On the stone bed, Jiang Xiaoning woke up quietly and touched the clothes on her body. Her heart suddenly felt sweet and she was reluctant to get up for a while. After a while, he quietly sat on the edge of the stone bed, picked up his clothes, raised his cute chin, and stared at the person in front of him.
Hearing the noise coming from behind, Yi Yuan looked back and continued to cook the pheasant meat, sprinkled some spices and salt, and flipped it quickly, very skillfully. It felt like it was almost cooked, so I tore off a piece of meat and tasted it. It tasted pretty good. I took the stone plate and carefully tore it into countless small pieces. When he came to Xiao Ning'er's side, he thought for a moment, then picked up a piece and handed it to Xiao Ning'er's mouth.
Xiao Ning'er's face suddenly turned red, her red lips gently opened to hold the piece of meat...
Most of the pheasant meat on the stone plate ended up in Yi Yuan's stomach. Jiang Xiaoning put clothes on Yi Yuan's clothes, and the two of them walked out of the cave hand in hand.
The sun is bright, the leaves are green, the stream is trickling, the birds are chirping sweetly, and there are white clouds rising from the green mountains in the distance.
When he came under the sycamore tree, Yi Yuan told Xiao Ning'er the family tradition Liuyunbu in detail, and then slowly performed it again in sequence.
Jiang Xiaoning was naturally talented and intelligent, and Yi Yuan taught her carefully. Therefore, it is relatively fast to learn, and in a long time, you can move around in style by yourself. The moon-white figure floats like dust, as if the fairy in the painting has entered the mortal world.
The new makeup and jade are bright, and Su'e's colorful clothes are blowing. The shadows falling in the forest are charming, and the flying swallows in jade rings are true fairies.
The west-slanting sun shines brightly, and under the sycamore tree, Yi Yuan plays the piano with his fingers. The wind blows, the beauty looks back, the sleeves are flowing, the colorful clothes are fluttering, the flower is boneless with a smile, and the clear water hibiscus escapes the hustle and bustle. The music of the piano condenses on the fingertips, and the world of mortals crosses the thread of love.
The westward sunshine gradually fades away, and the flying birds return to their nests one after another. The happy time is always short, Yi Yuan sighed.
After putting away the lyre, he picked up Xiao Ning'er and jumped up, quickly disappearing into the mountains.
In the Ming Yuan, the old man had taken Yi Wei and Li Zhiyuan home; Master Jiang was sitting alone in the courtyard, feeling uneasy and looking up at the eight hundred miles of mountains.
