It just so happened that she recognized this strength, which was the purest Chaoyun Sect exercise. And she soon discovered that Huang Fuming's own cultivation had at least reached the late stage of transforming into a god, and he was only one step away from entering the refining period.

For human beings, this is the same demonic cultivation speed as Quan Shifang. Ning Xiaoxian glanced at him strangely, this kid has always acted perversely, and today he handed over a little bit to her, she has always forgotten that he is also a disciple of Chaoyun Sect, and he has also cultivated the most authentic human race exercises.

Then the problem is, since he is a descendant of the barbarian royal family, he can use evil qi, so it stands to reason that he can't learn the ability of human cultivation at the same time, because evil qi will automatically repel the spiritual power in the human body. Therefore, human beings with barbarian blood are generally low in cultivation, how did Huang Fuming solve this problem?

Huang Fuming naturally didn't know what she was thinking now, so he only pouted forward and said with a smile: "How about such a scene?"

As soon as she looked up, she put the doubt behind her for a moment.

In front of me, a piece of red and willow green, prosperous world.

Every year, the lantern festival is held on the banks of the Xiushui River, which spans half of the city. Nowadays, both sides of the river are the lanterns made by skilled craftsmen, as if they are going to be lit up from the front of the eyes to the sky, so that people can gaze at it for a while, and there is a feeling of "receiving the Han Dynasty and doubting the stars falling, and the building is like the moon hanging".

The Xinyu Lantern Festival has lasted for hundreds of years, and it really lives up to its name. Small lamps have evolved in countless ways here. Thousands of the most ordinary big red palace lamps were woven into a network of lights, hanging high above everyone's heads, like a red glow in the sky until the sky.

On both sides of the riverbank, light trees and light wheels stand tall. The light of the fire shines through the colorful paper and felt, hazy and beautiful. The place where Ning Xiaoxian is standing is the upper reaches of the Xiu River, and there are many people here. She took a closer look, and it turned out that all the tourists had bought river lanterns here and were ready to put them into the Xiu River.

The water quality of Xiuhe River is clear, standing on the riverbank and looking at it, the gentle river surface floats up a thousand river lanterns, down the stream, and the light reflects the sparkling stream. It's almost impossible to tell which is the star in the sky and which is the little light in the river.

There are many craftsmen standing in the upper reaches of the river, all of whom bring homemade river lanterns to sell. The most common are lotus, plum blossom shape, as well as boat-shaped, swallow-shaped, lantern-shaped, pagoda-shaped, gourd-shaped...... Of course, no matter what the shape, the wick is generally made of hemp rope, and the bottom of the river lamp is poured with fine sand first. Re-dip in candle oil. After the wax oil solidifies, the sand becomes the "fixed stone" of the river lantern, which increases the weight of the river lantern and is not easy to be blown over.

Due to the different materials, the price is also different, the most delicate made of wax paper is only a penny, the paper wooden bottom, it costs three pennies, and the small boat made of bamboo strips. It costs about five cents a piece, and the price is handed in turn. The silk made of silk is the best, and naturally it is also the most expensive, about sixty wen a piece.

Fighting for wealth is everywhere, and the Xinyu Lantern will have a centuries-old tradition, and it has naturally become a stage for the rich "Yabi". In addition to the small lamps of the ordinary people, there are also all kinds of luxury lamps released by wealthy families in the river. These lanterns themselves are either made of gold and silver, or embellished with turquoise agate, and with the help of the power of the formation, the lanterns flow especially slowly, shining in the midst of the lights.

It's brightly lit. The enthusiastic firelight dyed Ning Xiaoxian's originally slightly pale face with light pink, and his dark eyes reflected the river lamp, more like a spark jumping. Her eyes were a little more lively, and she no longer looked so cold, Huang Fuming peeked at her, and couldn't take her eyes off it.

Probably put down the heavy responsibilities on her body and only accompany her to stand quietly in the prosperous world like this, isn't it wrong?

He didn't know where the thought came from, but it was fleeting, and the hand holding her arm couldn't help but tighten.

Ning Xiaoxian glanced at him suspiciously. Huang Fuming said with a smile: "Sister, do you want to put a river lantern to play with? With his hand stretched out behind his head, someone naturally handed the prepared river lantern into his palm. This is two small lotus lanterns, each one is not more than the size of a palm, the whole body is made of seven-color glass, and each petal is outlined with "ancient gold", which is a kind of metal that is darker than gold, the real rich and noble people like to use this gold to decorate the furniture gatehouse, it looks luxurious and atmospheric but not publicized.

In this way, when the firelight is lit, there are seven colors of light coming out of the body, but there is an ancient gold pressure field, which does not show frivolity. And after lighting the fire candle, there is also the illusion of a little Xuannu flying in the sky on the lotus platform, and there is a faint ethereal music sounding, obviously the small formation carved on the petals has exerted force, but from the appearance, there is no way to see any lines drawn by the formation.

Such a lantern is no longer an interesting thing that ordinary mortal craftsmen can make.

She smiled and said, "Okay." He took a lotus lantern and took out a strip of silk paper from the center of the candle, and someone next to him naturally handed over a brush dipped in cinnabar. She glanced at Huang Fuming slightly, and he consciously looked away, and he didn't need to watch her with his thoughts.

With this little effort, Ning Xiaoxian wrote quickly on the silk strip, and then carefully dried the pen stains, and then rolled them into a bunch again and stuffed them into the heart of the candle.

Next, Huang Fuming also drew a gourd in the same way, wrote his own piece of silk paper, and hid it in the lotus lamp.

The river lantern is also known as the "wish lantern", and people put the small lantern with their wishes written into the water and flow one by one, which represents good wishes for the future. The two of them personally sent the lotus lantern into the water, and the Xuannu who was standing in the heart of the flower and dancing softly immediately attracted everyone's attention. Many people exclaimed: "Which rich family put out the lanterns, so exquisite!"

Huangfu Ming turned a deaf ear and only asked her: "What did my sister write?"

"If you say it, it won't work. Ning Xiaoxian smiled slightly, obviously in a good mood, and he was holding himself at the moment and walking slowly along the lamp. At this time, winter goes to spring, it is still cold and precipitous, the ice and snow have not melted, and the Xinyu Lantern Festival has made a batch of ice sculptures more carefully, with pavilions and pavilions, as well as birds and beasts, to add scenery.

As in Huaxia, many lanterns still have paper slips on them, and lantern riddles are written in red and black letters. If you guess correctly, you will light the lantern and take a bag of fruit home. Huangfu Ming looked at her and saw that she shook her head slightly, so he led her down the river and continued to wander.

The red men and green women on the street, both ordinary people and wealthy families, especially many women dressed in brocade clothes, look young and beautiful like flowers. Ning Xiaoxian knew that such a grand event was often a good place for men and women to court, and there were many marriageable teenagers and girls. But she didn't want to, this Huang Fuming carefully helped her forward, like a loving lover, and she didn't know how many envious eyes were cast around.

Here along the street can also see the new Chongqing city to invite master craftsmen to make zuò giant lantern tower, each height is more than 150 feet, depicting silver foil gold, in the firelight, the golden light is brilliant, extremely spectacular, it is said that this kind of lighthouse, lantern tower should be made four months in advance.

What's even better is that this kind of lamp tower alone has reached more than 20 rooms, each of which can let people walk in and watch, which actually provides a variety of amusement items, gambling chess, singing, teasing, singing to earn, overshooting, miscellaneous plays, shadow plays, etc., and even a special tea house for visitors to enjoy. Of course, what is served here is not real tea, but drinks such as Kuding tea and silver vine tea, which also have a different flavor.

It's freezing outside, it's much warmer inside, and in addition to tea, there are vendors offering hot food, sweets, flowers and many other goods, and the lantern festival has been held for hundreds of years.

They had only walked around for a while, and sure enough, a girl of seven or eight years old leaned up, holding a basket and said coquettishly: "Sister, do you want to fry chestnuts with sugar?" The baskets she was carrying looked bigger than her body, and the dark brown chestnuts underneath were indeed fried to a shiny shine, and then a white mist rose from the basket, and the sweet fragrance of ripe chestnuts suddenly spread.

It seems like I haven't eaten it in a long time. Seeing that the little girl's white and tender cheeks were red from the cold, and the cotton clothes on her body were half-new, Ning Xiaoxian took out one or two pieces of silver and put them on the basket and said, "Bring me a little." ”

The little girl suddenly smiled, grabbed a large handful of chestnuts from the basket, carefully poured them into the oiled paper bag, and then handed them over, and said sweetly: "Sister hold it steady!"

Her hands are white and small, and there are a few small meat vortices on the backs of her hands, which look really cute.

It's a pity that Ning Xiaoxian didn't reach out to pick it up, and Huang Fuming on the side suddenly sneered, stretched out his palm and slapped her arm, and the oiled paper bag suddenly fell down, and the chestnuts were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then began to cry. There were a lot of people here, and they all turned their heads when they saw this scene.

Huang Fuming turned a deaf ear to her crying, only reached out and grabbed her wrist and turned it over, and said coldly: "What is this?"

This little girl's white and tender little hand is pinching a golden caterpillar!

It grows fat and big, very similar to ordinary pine caterpillars, and it is also hairy all over, but the mouthparts of the mouth are very large, so it is exposed to the air, and the upper and lower jaws suddenly bite loudly, and it looks very vicious!

If Fang Cai Ning came to pick up the chestnuts, he might be bitten by this caterpillar.

Seeing that the plan was revealed, the little girl smiled on her face, and suddenly shot the caterpillar into Huang Fuming's cheek with a flick of her fingers, and her body shrank back, wanting to sneak into the crowd and escape. Until this moment, Ning Xiaoxian still hadn't been able to feel a trace of spiritual power from her, obviously this was indeed a mortal child, but somehow he had refined such a vicious skill.

How could Huang Fuming let her go, the talisman was opened, and he ignored the caterpillar that pounced, and dragged the girl closer with his backhand. Before she could react, she had already moved her hand around her neck and snapped the child's fragile neckbone!

He still held Ning Xiaoxian's arm with his left hand, and dealt with the little girl with his right hand, not in a hurry. (To be continued......)

PS: Today's second more as promised~~ The word secretly coded at the meeting site in the morning~

In order not to be discovered, Shui Yun sat in the last row ~ hoping that he was not photographed by the camera.

Please, pink, red, ticket, ahhhhh