This is a portrait, with brilliant flowers blooming all over the mountains in the background.
Nangong Wan, who has an exquisite appearance and is the most beautiful woman in the country, stood among them, holding a bouquet in her hand, her eyes closed, and a gentle smile on her face.
Her delicate chin was slightly raised, her head tilted in an arc, and the wind rolled up her long hair, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, and she seemed to be immersed in it.
The soft lines downplay her coldness and arrogance as a pill-forming monk, instead portraying her as an innocent and lively girl.
This completely different style immediately touched Nangong Wan's eyes.
Is this based on his own image in his mind?
Nangong Wan was lost for a moment, until the jade bottle placed aside suddenly rolled to the ground, and Nangong Wan finally woke up as if from a dream.
Rolling up the scroll, she said in a deep voice: "Let Xuanye come in!"
"Yes, Master!"
There was a response from outside the door.
After a while, Xuan Le walked in and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Xuan Le, I have met Master Nangong!"
While lowering his head, he quickly glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a fiery look in Xuan Le's eyes at that fairy-like figure.
Uncle Nangong has never had a Taoist partner. If he can form elixirs, then...
Xuan Le had a trace of fantasy in his heart.
In fact, Nangong Wan was not unfamiliar to him, because he and Nangong Wan were both disciples of the Hiding Moon Sect in the same period.
It's just that they have already formed the elixir, but he is still in the late stage of foundation building.
It was impossible for Xuan Le to say that he had no ideas for such a good-looking person from the Biyue Sect.
After all, this is the Hidden Moon Sect, not a nunnery and a temple.
However, the huge gap between the two made his thoughts only stay at the brain level.
"What is the name of the Huang Maple Valley disciple who gave you this thing?" Nangong Wan's cold voice came.
"Uncle Qi, this person's name is Ye Changsheng, and he is a monk in the middle stage of foundation building!" Xuanye said respectfully.
"Middle stage of foundation building?!" Nangong Wan suddenly exclaimed.
"Yes...Uncle Master, is there any problem?" A trace of surprise flashed in Xuan Le's eyes.
Why did Nangong Wan react like this to the cultivation of a Yellow Maple Valley disciple?
Nangong Wan's eyes flickered and she regained her composure.
"Ask him to come here!" She ordered coldly.
"yes!"
Xuan Le retreated, full of doubts.
"Junior Brother Ye, Uncle Nangong invites you!" Xuan Le looked at Ye Changsheng with a strange look and said.
Nodding, Ye Changsheng said: "Please, Senior Brother Xuan, please lead the way!"
Following Xuan Le, we came to the palace where Nangong Wan lived.
"Junior brother, please go in, Uncle Nangong is right in front!" Xuan Le said in a gentle voice.
"Excuse me, Brother Xuan!"
With a calm smile on his face, Ye Changsheng entered the palace under the leadership of the maid at the door.
"The Hidden Moon Sect really knows how to show off!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.
"Ye Changsheng, a disciple of Huang Maple Valley, pays homage to Senior Nangong!"
Hearing the voice in front of him, Nangong Wan had a complicated look on his face.
There was an indescribable meaning in his eyes.
But then, it turned into ice cold.
"Ye Changsheng, who asked you to send these things? Tell the truth. If there is any deception, I will punish you severely!" Nangong Wanfeng asked calmly with cold eyes.
Asking knowingly.
Ye Changsheng chuckled lightly, raised his head, looked at her pretty face wildly, and said: "Of course the disciple gave it to my uncle!"
"Be bold!"
Nangong Wan's face was as frosty as a powerful aura belonging to the pill formation stage was released, covering the entire cave.
"How dare you, a mere foundation-building monk, be so presumptuous in front of me?!"
She stood up and took a step forward. A strong pressure hit Ye Changsheng.
A smile appeared on Ye Changsheng's face, and he said: "Uncle, please calm down for now. I have something else that I would like to ask Uncle to taste!"
With that said, Ye Changsheng took out another box from the storage bag.
Nangong Wan's eyes narrowed, and her eyes were attracted by the box.
As soon as the box was opened, in an instant, "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..." Several streams of light shot out quickly and landed in all directions of Nangong Wan's cave.
That's a flag.
"Flag? What are you going to do?" Nangong Wan exclaimed, and before she could react, the flags had already been planted in the four corners of the cave.
A formation instantly enveloped the place.
A look of shock and anger immediately appeared on Nangong Wan's face. How could she have imagined that Ye Changsheng would actually play such a trick?
With Xin Ruyin's formation, trapping the alchemy monks was not a problem.
Looking at Nangong Wan who was shocked and angry in front of him, Ye Changsheng's smile grew thicker.
He waved the flag in his hand quickly, and in an instant, ropes condensed by the wind appeared in the formation, and with lightning speed, they wrapped around and restrained Nangong Wan.
Nangong Wan's reaction was a bit slow, and she was subconsciously unprepared for Ye Changsheng.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Nangong Wan's expression turned completely cold, and she looked at Ye Changsheng with cold eyes.
If she was still immersed in the touch of that picture before, now she is disheartened.
This approach undoubtedly challenged her bottom line.
It was too presumptuous to trap her in her cave with a formation.
Nangong Wan stared at Ye Changsheng coldly. If this person was going to do something to hurt her next, then Nangong Wan would not be easy to bully.
Even after decades of wasted effort, this person must pay the price.
Slowly walking over and standing in front of Nangong Wan, Ye Changsheng laughed softly and said: "Uncle Nangong, what I want to do today is not just to be arrogant!"
Stretching out his hand, he lifted Nangong Wan's delicate chin. In her frightened and angry eyes, Ye Changsheng murmured: "I don't know why, I feel that calling you Master Nangong is more meaningful. What do you think, Master?"
As he said that, Ye Changsheng's hand had already been stretched out.
Nangong Wan suddenly opened her eyes wide, her beautiful eyes full of shock and shame.
How dare he? !
"let me go!"
Nangong Wan struggled violently, with red clouds all over her face. She vaguely guessed what was going to happen next.
"Shh!"
Ye Changsheng came close to her ear and chuckled: "Keep your voice down, Master Nangong, you don't want to be heard by the disciples outside, right?"
Nangong Wan was suddenly startled, and her voice immediately became softer.
She couldn't afford to lose this person.
Although her cave has restrictions and it is impossible for the sound to be transmitted, but who knows whether Ye Changsheng's formation will affect these restrictions?
Nangong Wan didn't dare to gamble.
Slowly walking around behind Nangong Wan, Ye Changsheng's deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Master Nangong, have you read the painting I gave you?"
"Shut up!" Nangong Wan shouted angrily in shame and anger.
Not forgetting to lower his voice.
"Tsk, tsk, Master, such an attitude is not acceptable!" Ye Changsheng said with a smile.
"Tear~"
A clear voice sounded.
Ye Changsheng's movements were slow and gentle, and he was not in a hurry to deliver a fatal blow to Master Nangong.
Although this formation could trap the pill-forming monks for a short period of time, Ye Changsheng was not in a hurry.
Take it easy!
"Master Nangong, didn't you say you would punish me severely?"
"Now, this disciple asks Master Nangong for punishment!" Ye Changsheng's voice sounded like a devil's whisper in Nangong Wan's ears.
