"Oh." Shui Miaomiao interrupted Xianyan Xianzun's long science section.
Everyone has gone into seclusion, what can she say, and what qualifications does she have to say, "Then I will go back to the Moon Lake first, I am so sleepy."
It’s also the result of one’s own misfortune. The practice of Ninefold Enmity makes one go crazy.
"Wait a minute." Immortal Master Xianyan called to Shui Miaomiao, "I'm looking for you mainly because, my uncle, he may be in seclusion for a long time. You have to move back to Renjing Xiaozhu. I called Yi Yi and they took another one. Just come out to the yard."
"Forget it." Shui Miaomiao waved his hands casually, "Trouble, I didn't choose a bed. If I change it from time to time like this, I have to choose a bed."
Although Immortal Xianyan was worried about Shui Miaomiao living alone on Tianyuan Peak, there was nothing he could do since she didn't want to.
Shui Miaomiao yawned and walked towards Yiyuetan, then suddenly stopped and looked back at Xianyan Immortal. His eyes were shining with strange light in the dark night, which made Xianyan Immortal shudder.
Then Immortal Master Xianyan chose to strike preemptively and said, "Junior sister, please rest early and I won't disturb you."
Shui Miaomiao tilted her head and sent Xianyan Immortal away, raising the corners of her mouth.
It doesn't matter, things can be said slowly tomorrow. Wen Renxian is in retreat. It seems that Shui Miaomiao has no backer, but at the same time, no one can watch her.
Shui Miaomiao hates the dark, especially when she is alone.
Ice blue butterflies fly down from the head, leading the way.
Shui Miaomiao stepped on the shining blue light and turned towards Xiaochao Cave Mansion.
Shui Miaomiao didn't have any objections to Leng Ningchi and Wen Renxian's retreat, but they were caught off guard. They were still chatting and laughing in the morning. How many years will it be when we meet?
Shui Miaomiao was not the only one who was caught off guard.
Leng Ningchi was always the one who was not qualified to refuse. It could be said that she was packed up and thrown directly into the Xiaochao cave.
The confusion and panic were all hidden by the coldness on her face.
Wen Renxian in the cave was still so polite and apologetic, letting Leng Ningchi choose first.
Because Wen Renxian stayed in the cave for a long time, the Xiaochaoshan cave was larger, more comprehensive, and more like a home than his so-called residence, Zhuli Zhai.
There are several spiritual Zen platforms for meditating and practicing, each with its own characteristics and suitable for any practice situation.
Seeing Leng Ningchi's hesitation, Wen Renxian pointed inside and said, "The Zen platform is named Ruo Busi and is made of condensed smoke. I think it will suit you. There is also a curtain that can be lowered."
Leng Ningchi nodded and accepted the kindness.
But the gauze curtain that was lowered was covered with mist, which reflected Leng Ningchi's figure even more gracefully, and Wen Renxian's back even more handsome and lonely.
Wenrenxian waved his sleeves, and a large amount of spiritual energy adhered to the gauze curtain, like painting a wall. The gauze curtain immediately became airtight, making it impossible to see the outside from the inside, and the inside from the outside.
The last shadow of Wenrenxian printed on the curtain disappeared. Leng Ningchi lowered his eyes, put aside his complicated thoughts, and climbed onto the Zen platform.
After a while, Leng Ningchi's breathing calmed down, but Wen Renxian was still standing in front of the cave door.
After he recovered from his injury, Immortal Master Xianyan came to ask him if he wanted to go into seclusion to practice.
He refused at that time because he knew that his current state was not suitable for retreat and practice. He was so confused that he had no clue to solve it.
But today, the person speaking was Ying Yunsu, his mother, whom Wen Renxian had longed for thousands of times. Ying Yunsu would rarely take the initiative to speak to him to make demands or rebuke.
In the past, no matter what kind of situation it was, Wen Renxian could be excited for several days, but today Ying Yunsu's rebuke only made Wen Renxian a little angry.
She was blaming herself for repairing Lingyan and playing on the swing for Shui Miaomiao. They were all wasted years doing nothing but doing real work. So was his life spent in endless cultivation in this cave?
In the past, he could only gain attention through his cultivation, and his mother was the only one who did not pay attention to his cultivation. Now that has changed.
Wenrenxian replied truthfully, saying that he was not suitable for retreat and practice at this moment.
Ying Yunsu pushed Leng Ningchi over and said that the cold air around her could help. Wen Renxian found it unreasonable.
But he never refuted Ying Yunsu...
The temperature in the cave dropped one degree after another, and Wenrenxian's troubled heart could not find peace, so he said it wouldn't work!
Sensing that there should be only two people in the cave, the faint breathing of a third person suddenly appeared. Wen Renxian's eyes froze, and when he looked back, silver light burst out from his right eye.
Passing through the tight gauze curtain, snowflakes fell around Leng Ningchi.
These snowflakes fell on Leng Ningchi and merged into spiritual energy. A ethereal figure appeared next to her, staring intently at Leng Ningchi.
After being disturbed by Wen Renxian's gaze, the figure looked over displeased.
Their eyes met.
Wen Renxian covered his right eye and swayed, feeling dizzy again like that time in the South China Sea.
The sky was dark, there were violent storms, the sky was shattering, and fire was flying everywhere. The world of gods and demons was filled with lifelessness, corpses were everywhere, and the devastation was so destructive that it made people feel sad and frightened.
Wanting to see more clearly, I moved my perspective upwards uncontrollably. It was Shui Miaomiao. Her body was wrapped with silk threads. She was unconscious and hung in the air like a puppet on strings. Blood dripped down, one drop after another. , gradually turned into a rain of blood, spreading all over the world of gods and demons, pattering...
Damn it! What are these! Wen Renxian covered his right eye with his hand and wanted to yank it off several times in anger.
Why Shui Miaomiao? What are they going to do to Shui Miaomiao? He won't let these things happen, no, absolutely not!
The figure floating next to Leng Ningchi was equally uncomfortable. The figure flickered as if it would collapse at any time. This time it was not his fault, it was the real future of the world of gods and demons.
If it weren't for Wen Renxian's silver pupil in his right eye, he shouldn't have seen him at all, and he was also cultivating. Because Ruo Bu Si, who was made of smoke and sleet, turned coldness into spiritual energy, he was lucky enough to come out and take a look at him. The person who had been thinking about it day and night had everything disrupted like this.
Seeing the secrets of the sky, exploring the secrets of the sky, you will eventually be doomed...
Wen Renxian struggled to get out of the illusion in front of him.
The spiritual power exploded, destroying everything in the cave like a strong wind in the next second, and the figures were scattered and disappeared by Wen Renxian's sudden burst of majestic spiritual power.
Simply, before disappearing, he also acted as a buffer for Leng Ningchi, causing her to just groan and open her eyes.
Seeing Wenrenxian falling to the ground behind the broken curtain, Leng Ningchi immediately stopped his efforts, eagerly jumped down and ran towards Wenrenxian without thinking.
Leng Ningchi helped Wen Renxian up. The mysterious silver in his right eye was shining with starlight. Leng Ningchi was instantly attracted and stared at it, forgetting what he wanted to say.
Wen Renxian clenched his hands into fists.
Mother is right, Leng Ningchi can help him meditate and practice, no, because the people behind Leng Ningchi can help me meditate and practice.
No matter what kind of monster he is, whether he is playing tricks accidentally or deliberately or as a warning, every scene in the painting is truly terrifying.
The world is annihilated, and the water is trapped in the sky... He will not let this become a reality, not even a single moment.
