In the Nuan Pavilion.
Wu Wan arranged several layers of barriers and asked Fairy Ling to add two layers of barriers.
The Great Elder captured the situation here and secretly added a layer of transcendent realm Dao Yun to them, completely cutting off the possibility of others observing from the [outside].
"The sect master and the saint..."
The great elder murmured to himself, then burst into laughter, and walked on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his hands. He would not look at the romantic affairs of such a young man.
Who, a serious giant of demons, would be okay with watching this? The old man has come over.
Inside the house, Wu Wan quickly made preparations.
He sat in the wooden chair, leaned back, pointed out a ball of ice water suspended above his head, quickly took off his robe and threw it aside.
This lonely man and widow are in the same room, undressing and taking off their robes, with long hair flowing...
Ling Xiaolan was a little at a loss and immediately turned around to face the corner, speaking incoherently and without meaning.
"What are you doing?
Although I have a good impression of you, Brother Wuwang, after all, you and I are not Taoist couples, and we are not married... Such... such things... are insulting to politeness and impede moral integrity, and there is something wrong...
If you are interested in me, just open up and talk about it now, make some promises, some intentions, and make an oath. That is not, not impossible..."
"Fairy, hey, look here."
"Um?"
Hearing Wu Wan's greeting, Ling Xiaolan frowned slightly, took out a bronze mirror and placed it in front of her, looking at Wu Wan like this.
This can be considered as not looking directly.
Wu Wang sat down solemnly and said in a voice:
"Fairy Ling, this is my most important secret, and it is also the greatest pain in my life.
You are already the woman I have the most contact with besides Su Qing, and you and I have a deep friendship and are close friends with each other, so I will tell you this today.
You see, I have to maintain a layer of protection on my body at all times. "
As he spoke, little lights appeared around Wu Huan's body. Two extremely thin layers of ice armor wrapped in a layer of clear water peeled off and dispersed from his body, turning into water vapor and evaporating instantly.
"This is a little technique I developed, called Ice Crystal Film.
The bottom layer of ice crystals will not deform, and when someone touches it, the water layer can dissolve the force, so I won’t feel direct contact. "
When Wu Wan said this, he couldn't help but raise his head and sighed:
"Actually, I have a strange disease."
Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but turn around, looking at Wu Wan's disappointed expression, feeling a little strange in her heart, and asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"
"Ha," Wu Wan smiled bitterly and motioned Ling Xiaolan forward, "Fairy, can you touch my arm with your finger."
"this?"
Ling Xiaolan was a little puzzled, but out of trust in Wu Huan, she gently floated to Wu Huan's side on her tiptoes.
With her slender hands, she lifted up her plain cloud sleeves, and her fingertips were filled with the color of jade bamboo shoots.
She was about to touch Wu Wan's arm and asked again: "Is that so?"
Just as Wu Wang was about to respond, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his arm.
It was the tiniest touch, the touch that existed only on the fingertips. The girl's slender green jade fingers and his increasingly solid arms had a perfect encounter in a seemingly ordinary afternoon...
A sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.
Then, Wu Wan's vision went dark and he collapsed backward.
The water ball floating above his head was no longer wrapped in spiritual thoughts, and it was about to wake Wu Wan up.
At this time!
The delicate hand that touched Wu Wan shook slightly!
Ling Xiaolan pushed forward quickly with her hands and eyes, and the ice water gathered into a water snake. She led it away from the side, and turned into a cloud of water vapor and dispersed outside the window.
Not a single bit of it falls on Wu Wan!
The room was quiet for a while.
"Um?"
Ling Xiaolan tilted her head and looked at Wu Wan, who was sleeping with his head down on the chair, and a few question marks appeared on his forehead.
"Brother Wuwang, what do you want to say?"
Wu Wan cried out comfortably.
Ling Xiaolan blinked and immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong.
"Brother Wuwang...Brother Wuwang?"
She subconsciously stretched out her hand to push Wu Wan, but when her fingers were about to touch Wu Wan's shoulder, she retracted as if touching a flame.
The context of what he just said, the expression on his face, and the ice crystal film against his body...
Could it be?
"Brother Wuwang, are you like me and think this world is full of filth?"
For a moment, Ling Xiaolan was actually a little happy.
She clasped her hands behind her back and stared at Wu Wan's figure until the necklace on Wu Wan's chest shone with a faint red light.
Cang Xue's voice sounded in Ling Xiaolan's ears:
"He just wants to tell you that he can't touch the woman now. If he touches the woman, he will fall asleep directly."
Ling Xiaolan was slightly startled, and subconsciously took a few steps back. Her immortal consciousness spread out a hundred feet, and the dagger was already at hand.
Cang Xue's voice came again: "I am the biological mother of Wuwangzi and the wife of Xiong Ba, the leader of the Bear Hug Clan. Xiaolan, you don't have to be nervous."
"Aunt? Are you here?"
Ling Xiaolan was really nervous at this moment.
The necklace on Wu Wan's chest floated forward.
"Don't be afraid. I'm just talking to you through this treasure. Hold this necklace and look inside the Divine Mansion Lingtai. I have a few words to tell you."
Cang Xue's voice was very gentle and had some unspeakable charm.
Ling Xiaolan hesitated a little and thought carefully. After a moment of delay, she held the necklace in front of Wu Huan and looked inside the divine palace.
That woman in an elegant long dress walking from the starry sky made Ling Xiaolan inexplicably nervous...
After a while.
"Auntie, don't worry. For Brother Wuwang's sake, I won't let him see any flaws."
After saying that, Ling Xiaolan looked at Wu Wan with a complex expression. The necklace on Wu Wan's chest had fallen back to its original place, and there was nothing unusual about it.
She pursed her thin lips, took out a jade hairpin, walked to Wu Wan, looked at the side of his sleeping face, and carefully pricked him.
"Um?"
Wu Wang was awakened by the pain and looked everywhere warily.
"Are you awake?"
Ling Xiaolan asked in a low voice.
"Ah...do you know now?"
Wu Wan sighed, covered his body with a layer of ice crystal film, and took a robe to put it on.
He said: "There is nothing I can do about this strange disease. As long as a woman has substantial contact and I feel the touch myself, I will pass out directly. I call it 'female touch narcolepsy'."
"this……"
Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly, her eyes full of pity, and said softly:
"It's really tragic. The innate god who cast the curse on you is really bad."
"Yeah, right! I just said that guy is a soul... huh?"
Wu Wan raised his head and stared at Ling Xiaolan, and immediately asked a series of questions: "How do you know this? How long have I been sleeping just now? Also, why am I not wet?"
The necklace on Wu Wan's chest jumped up, and a little starlight burst out from it. The starlight condensed into a finger and tapped Ling Xiaolan's forehead lightly.
Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but put a hand on her forehead, her pretty face full of tangles.
My thoughts were too confused just now, but in the blink of an eye, my flaws were revealed.
"this?"
Wu Wan looked at Ling Xiaolan, then lowered his head and held the necklace, wondering: "Why are you two still talking? What did my mother say?"
"Nothing was said."
Ling Xiaolan suppressed her chaotic thoughts and blinked her right eye slightly, it was so cunning.
She smiled and said:
"How can Brother Wuwang carelessly inquire about the conversations between women?
Brother Wuwang, please take a rest. I already know what you are hiding. If a woman wants to touch you in the future, I will definitely keep her away from you.
No wonder, you always say 'if you get a woman, you win', last time you specially asked fellow Taoist Suqing to rush to the military camp.
From now on, if I am by your side, Brother Wuwang will be more trustworthy than me. "
Wu Wan looked at Ling Xiaolan with great emotion.
This friend of mine is really right.
"Then, I'll go back first."
Ling Xiaolan took a few steps back with her hands behind her back, turned around and was about to go out, but before she left, she turned to look at Wu Wan, with a smile in her eyes and a slight blush on her face, and whispered:
"Auntie is so beautiful."
Wu Wan said seriously: "Well, your uncle is also quite handsome."
"You!"
Ling Xiaolan lowered her head and floated out into the courtyard. Immortal light bloomed under her feet, and she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wu Wan sat in the chair, suddenly feeling...very passive.
He held the necklace and called his mother for a long time before he got a response from his old mother.
But no matter how hard Wu Wang tried to persuade him, Cang Xue still refused to tell Wu Wang what she had talked about with Ling Xiaolan.
"Don't worry," Cang Xue said softly, "Mom knows what you are worried about. Ling Xiaolan has nothing to do with the gods. She is just a human woman with outstanding qualifications.
My mother came to her to teach her a magical power. "
"What kind of magical power?"
"Anyway, it's not those shameless double cultivation techniques in the human realm."
Cang Xue snorted and suddenly said: "Tiangong has recently sent several gods into Beiye. They seem to be investigating the Star God Cult. How do you think we should deal with it?"
Wu Wan's attention was suddenly diverted, and he discussed with his mother a major matter related to Bei Ye's life.
…
When Ling Xiaolan returned to her residence, she was always upset and had some trouble entering meditation.
Suddenly, he learned about Wu Wan's secret, understood the pressure that Wu Wan had been under, and unexpectedly had a hasty meeting with the mysterious aunt;
It is indeed unrealistic to want to calm down at this moment.
She recited the meditation mantra silently, clarifying things one by one, and couldn't help but think of her conversation with Lord Cang Xue.
Is Kitano, the leader of the Seven-Day Festival, already so tyrannical?
Ling Xiaolan has come into contact with many masters, and has seen many people with outstanding temperaments. The sect leader Jingyue is also a strong person who ranks high in the human world today.
But Ling Xiaolan looked at this carefully and still felt that the woman with the most unworldly temperament that she had ever seen so far was this Lord Cang Xue.
At that time, this aunt appeared in her divine palace, came by the starlight, and nodded to her.
Cang Xue's opening remarks were a bit unfamiliar.
Ling Xiaolan was also a little nervous, but her speech and behavior were decent and generous.
Cang Xue told Ling Xiaolan about Wu Huan's strange disease, and also said the cause of the strange disease - a "curse" planted by a certain innate god.
"This divine curse is rarely used by gods. It restrains my son from the level of the great road.
This matter is complicated, so you may regard this curse as the innate god's plan, which has dropped an anchor on my son. "
"anchor?"
"It means boat anchorage," Cang Xue explained patiently.
"Auntie, I know what an anchor is."
Ling Xiaolan's thoughts were still very clear at this moment, and she asked: "Since it's inconvenient to say it, why did my aunt say this to me?"
Cang Xue said softly: "Xiao Lan, come here... I have been secretly watching you for a long time."
"this?"
Ling Xiaolan's face was slightly red, and her heart was a little flustered.
A few clouds and mist rose up in the Yuanshen Mansion, forming stone tables and chairs. Ling Xiaolan's Yuanshen was pulled by Cang Xue to sit down.
Cang Xue sighed softly: "I know you are a good boy with a kind heart, and you and Ba'er are close friends..."
"Auntie, Brother Wuwang has rescued me several times."
Ling Xiaolan said: "If my aunt has something to entrust, as long as it is for the best of brother Wuwang and will not cause harm to the human realm, it is okay for me to risk my life."
"Xiaolan, you are really smart and have your own opinions."
Cang Xue said softly: "If my son has such a blessing, I can rest assured a lot."
"Auntie...this is a matter between me and Brother Wuwang. It's not convenient for you to say this..."
"I blame me for talking too much."
Cang Xue stopped talking and quickly got to the point, talking about Wu Wan's strange illness.
Ling Xiaolan listened for a while, but found that there was almost no solution to this strange disease, and it had been bothering Wu Wan since he was seven or eight years old until today.
Cang Xue said:
“Alas, Ba’er sometimes has too much sense of responsibility.
The young master of the Bear Hug Clan is the responsibility imposed on him by us parents. He is worried that the strange disease will affect the continuation of the family line and will plunge the Bear Hug Clan into chaos hundreds of years later, so he came to the human realm to practice.
Due to fate and other calculations, the Human Emperor in the Human Realm had a close relationship with him, but the Human Emperor could not find any useful method. "
"Is there really no cure for this strange disease?"
"There are solutions. One is that my son gets married to the person who cast the curse; the other is that my son enters a transcendent realm, and his own way is recognized by heaven and earth, and is at the same level as countless great avenues. This curse can be solved."
Ling Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "That's okay...Brother Wuwang will definitely be able to step into the transcendent realm!"
Cang Xue asked: "But, can my son become extraordinary within a hundred years?"
Ling Xiaolan immediately asked, "How can we achieve transcendence within a hundred years?"
"So this path is impossible."
Ling Xiaolan frowned and asked: "Can the innate god who cursed you come to your door within a hundred years?"
"It's possible, but it's not certain yet... This matter is of great importance and should not be revealed to anyone. However, based on the rank of the leader of your Xuannv Sect, she should know a little bit about the inside story."
Cang Xue took Ling Xiaolan's little hand and said warmly:
"My son can trust you, and so can I. Our family does not treat you as an outsider.
In terms of qualifications, understanding, and your foundation in cultivating Taoism, you are the only person who can help my son.
I have a technique that can rapidly improve your Taoist realm. If the Human Emperor and I are on hand to help you, you may not be able to try it, and you will reach the extraordinary realm within a hundred years. "
Ling Xiaolan was a little panicked and said hurriedly: "This... dual cultivation technique? Even those techniques of the Hehuan Sect are not said to reach the transcendent realm within a hundred years."
"How can he practice dual cultivation with this strange disease?"
A slight smile appeared on Cang Xue's lips, and her fingers gently touched the back of Ling Xiaolan Yuanshen's hand.
Wisps of fairy light merged into Ling Xiaolan's soul, and the sudden influx of complicated messages made Ling Xiaolan feel a little dizzy.
When she came back to her senses, Cang Xue had already left her divine palace, with only those few instructions:
"They are said to be martial arts, but they are actually divine arts. You still don't know where the Xuannv Sect's martial arts and determination come from. They are actually from the same source. You will get twice the result with half the effort if you practice them.
Auntie will not force you to form a Taoist couple. Everything depends on fate and your wishes.
If you don't want to practice this magic to help him, just don't mention it to him, or just pretend that I haven't been here.
No matter what, Auntie has thanked you, and I will give you generous gifts in the future..."
Divine magic, Kung Fu?
Ling Xiaolan looked inside the Immortal Mansion again and could see a mysterious monument floating up and down.
'That's all, in order for Brother Wuwang to get rid of the strange disease as soon as possible. '
A ray of immortal consciousness penetrated into the mysterious tablet, and Ling Xiaolan quickly immersed himself in it and was shocked by the mystery of this technique.
…
Three days later, early in the morning.
Hundreds of ships and shuttles float above this steep mountain peak, which looks quite spectacular from a distance.
The flags are flying on it, and the word benevolence is written on them.
On the large ship in the center that looked like a floating fairy island, Wu Wan left the cabin where a group of Renhuang Pavilion masters were meditating, hummed a small tune, and jumped to the 'elegant room' on the top floor.
Renhuang Pavilion's ship is far inferior to Mie Zong's own high-rise ship in terms of enjoyment, but it is better because of its stronger formation protection.
In the 'elegant room', Lin Suqing and Mu Daxian were playing around, the Great Elder and Xiaojian Taoist were playing chess, and the other two transcendent masters were chatting in the next cabin...
After Wu Huan looked at the screen in the corner, he happened to meet the eyes of Ling Xiaolan, who was looking forward to the edge of the screen. The latter immediately dodged back, always a bit panicked.
strange.
'Could it be that I said something wrong that day and that Fairy Ling misunderstood me? '
Wu Wan felt a little guilty in his heart, but as he recalled over and over again, he didn't say anything at all, he just let Fairy Ling know about his strange illness.
By the way, I checked whether this strange disease had gone away inadvertently.
Oh, the result was just as he expected.
The only thing that is uncertain now is what the mother said to Fairy Ling.
Thinking of this, Wu Wan couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
what is this?
If you don't know how to fight, I'll teach you how to fight; if your son doesn't know how to chase the fairy, your mother will help you chase him?
You can rest!
Isn't this just adding chaos?
Emotionally, neither his father-in-law nor his mother are optimistic about the future development of him and little Jingwei?
Wu Wan sighed softly and sat there sighing for a while.
Practice, only if you are strong enough can you get rid of this kind of parental order and realize the true freedom of love...
"Brother Wuwang!"
Ling Xiaolan suddenly jumped over from the side and stared at Wu Wan as if she had made up her mind.
Suspended three inches in the air, she was so holy and decisive at this moment.
She took a breath and whispered:
"Can you try the techniques of two fellow practitioners with me?"
Wu Wang was petrified on the spot.
Lin Suqing's small hands trembled and she tightened her grip on Mu Daxian's neck. Taoist Xiaojian's hand shook when he landed, and he put it in the wrong place, but the loyal elder had already stood up and said:
"Everyone, don't panic, don't make a fuss, follow me to avoid this, go this way."
