Green water and spring willows, small pavilions with hooks, and the sound of the piano is faint and faint.

The tune is not a song, but it is reminiscent of spring flowers and green leaves and residual snow, the ice of the river at the beginning of the ice, and the carp playing in the spring water.

Cheng Yingying was originally forced by her master to participate in the "Spring Banquet", and finally sneaked to a sparsely populated place to breathe fresh air, and heard this shallow and beautiful tune.

She looked up, and a plaque hung on the round arched wall, "Ming Yuan".

This is already a back mountain, it stands to reason that outsiders should not be allowed to come in, if Cheng Yingying is found to have trespassed into Miaobai Valley, it will be her master who has no face on her face. But Cheng Yingying really couldn't help but be curious, and she searched for it when she heard the sound.

She crossed the path, lined with verdant meadows dotted with a few delicate wildflowers, not deliberately carved and exquisite, but revealing the most authentic and serene taste.

At the end of the road, the courtyard is oval-shaped, a circle of flower beds is full of rare and exotic grasses, Cheng Yingying casually looks, and the eyes are the high-grade blue bead gold cakes, oolong leaves, black ginseng branches......

It's full of herbs!

Cheng Yingying looked at the rare medicinal materials that she couldn't count, and the momentum was so good, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The medicinal herb garden in Miaobai Valley is really powerful", and then she saw that in the medicinal materials, several petite spirit beasts jumped casually.

……

Hey, they've already stepped on a few medicinal herbs!!!The stinky rabbit has moved its paws away!The black ginseng branch is broken!!No, how can spirit beasts come in, they also eat grass!!

Cheng Yingying was stunned to see a six-tailed fox with a soft and white body pulling out a Ganoderma lucidum and biting it, wrinkling its little nose and throwing it away, as if she was disgusted that it was not delicious, and felt that the little white fox was biting her heart, and she was distressed!

She was wrong, she shouldn't have come, it was too devastating.

The central pond, the white jade painting column, next to a few tall willow trees, the end of the small bridge twists and turns, the jade tiles above the small pavilion, the mahogany pillars, the tables and chairs made of jade, and the white clothes among the fluttering willow branches stand out.

The source of the sound.

Cheng Yingying gently found a place to hide and looked up.

The dark gold hollow carved incense burner, the light smoke is vast, there are tea cups and plates on the table, and the white man sitting is elegant and thin, with inky hair hanging down on the side of the face reflecting the white jade-like cheeks, and the ten fingers as slender as jade play the strings, and beautiful music flows from the fingertips.

The gentleman next to the white jade painting column, Cheng Yingying is like a little mortal who has strayed into a fairyland, looking at the picturesque fairy with admiration and amazement, that is the biggest miracle in her life.

"Oh my God...... This person ......"

At this time, she didn't know how important this person would be to her life in the future.

From then on, I thought that the person in my dream was him.

Since then, he has been looking for and seeking, and the people he likes are like him.

From then on, the man was the white cloth and the piano.

To death...... Endlessly.

The 10-year "Spring Banquet" held by the holy land of alchemy, Miaobai Valley, can be attended by both famous and upright alchemists and wandering alchemists, because this is a rare alchemy event.

The medicinal herb spirit beasts in the Ming Garden are sprinkled in the soil by the seeds found by Wang Nuoxiao, and grow under the nourishment of the qin song, and they have never been carefully taken care of.

Of course, Wang Nuoxiao knew that someone was coming in, so he turned a blind eye.

Cheng Yingying lost her mind for a while, and then slowly walked back.

If she stays any longer, she is afraid that she will drown in it.

Wang Nuoxiao looked at the sky, thinking that the first day of the spring banquet should have begun, and after resting for a while, he got up and walked towards the alchemy hall, and a disciple along the road shouted: "Little uncle!"

She looked back, and a disciple with clear eyebrows caught up, who was Wang Mingling's right-hand man, Song Weiran.

Song Weiran was holding a gauze hat in his hand, and he asked, "Is Uncle Xiao going to watch the spring banquet?"

"Hmm. On the first day, the alchemist was mixed, and the Dan technique was uneven, and the senior brother must not be able to sit still, so I wanted to accompany him. Wang Nuoxiao said.

Song Weiran handed over the yarn hat and said with a smile: "Coincidentally, the deputy valley master also said so, let me find you, Uncle Xiao go to the main hall, please wear it, otherwise it will be very troublesome." ”

Yes, although the Spring Banquet is an alchemy conference, few of them are attended by the older generation, not because they look down on Miaobai Valley, but because the Spring Banquet is not only an alchemy conference, but also a place for the younger generation to come here to find a partner, not an alchemy meeting of pure nature, of course, there are also serious alchemists who come for alchemy, and neither of them is delayed.

Wang Nuoxiao didn't have the idea of being looked at by anyone, so he immediately put on a veil and said, "Thank you." ”

Song Weiran retired with a smile, he still had something to do.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blowing all over the head, Mo on whose young man, full of romance. The concubine intends to marry and rest for the rest of her life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed!

A passage exhausted the thoughts of the young people and girls in the spring banquet, and Wang Minglin sat indifferently above the main hall, but he only wanted to abolish this boring "blind date conference" in his heart.

is still Wang Nuoxiao's fluttering sentence, "Master Zu likes to have a lively personality so much, and there are no spring, summer, autumn, and winter banquets all year round, and he is already very considerate of future generations." Wang Minglin was calm and calm, and felt that this ancestor was also a little desirable.

The alchemists outside the main hall ascended to the furnace for alchemy, and the famous alchemists or the great powers of various sects who were invited to the hall also watched with the elders of Miaobai Valley and occasionally commented.

On both sides, there is a column of female disciples of Miaobai Valley standing on the side, and the first-class emerald green dress is very good-looking.

The central position is the position of the valley master, but unfortunately only a piece of jade pendant is placed on it to fill the deity.

Fortunately, everyone is not surprised.

Wang Mingxuan, who had nothing to do above, suddenly brightened up, and beckoned to Wang Nuoxiao, who had walked into the main hall, "Nuoxiao, you are here, come here." ”

Wang Nuoxiao stepped forward according to his words, and a disciple had already cleverly added a seat next to Wang Minglin.

The Lord of Bixiao Pavilion said: "Venerable, this is ......"

Wang Ming's purlin eyes were smiling, like a spring breeze and drizzle, and he introduced to the people in the first hall: "Everyone, this is my little junior brother. His name is Wang Nuoxiao, he is twenty-five years old this year, and he is already in the realm of hugging the yuan and returning to one. ”

"Oh, at the age of twenty-five, he has already reached the realm of hugging the yuan and returning to one? He is worthy of being the junior disciple of the Venerable, and his talent is extraordinary!"

Everyone laughed and was surprised in their hearts, everyone knew that a giant Miao Baigu had an extra little master for some reason, but Wang Nuoxiao acted in a low-key manner, so that they couldn't see anyone all the time, and now they see that it is really a little monster, at such an age and so cultivated, it is really second to none.

The people who attended the spring feast on the first day had too much water, and it was a whole day, until the curtain fell on the horizon, and the dusk was pervasive, and everyone went down the valley and settled in the town under the Myohaku Valley, and waited until tomorrow to continue.

Wang Nuoxiao watched Wang Minglin see off the people in the hall and talk to them, only to find that the people who could sit in this hall were all middle-aged and elderly monks with high moral character, but only Wang Minglin was young and handsome, but he could make them fellow or respected by their peers.

It's a pity that she didn't find out until now that even if Wang Minglin's real age is still much younger than them, he is also a powerhouse who has been famous on the mainland for a long time, if it weren't for a Zhuyan Pill that fixed his face, he wouldn't be so young and just right now.

Instantly, there is a feeling that a big brother has become an uncle......

In the past, the two lived in the same place, Wang Minglin's rich experience and uninhibited temperament were quite youthful and radiant, and occasionally deep and did not have a feeling of old age, giving her the feeling of being a wise brother.

It wasn't until now that Wang Nuoxiao faced up to why in the past ten years, he had never had the mentality of treating him as an elder, nor was it a year-old friend, but what caused the inexplicable relationship between them.

Pure brothers? It doesn't seem like it.

Until the people were sent away, the sky was getting darker, Wang Minglin exhaled lightly, came back refreshed, and saw Wang Nuoxiao thinking hard as soon as he came in, the gauze hat had already been taken off and put aside, and the ink hair that was not tied up flowed on the white clothes, clean and cold, like the most beautiful color in the world.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Mingxuan's gaze was inadvertently gentle, and he stepped forward to pat her head habitually, and the hair under his palm was cool and smooth.

Wang Nuoxiao has always been a good child in front of Wang Minglin, and opened his mouth to say: "What is our relationship?" ”

……

I'm wondering what their relationship is.

What is the correct answer?

Of course, it's a senior brother.

But when he wanted to ask Wang Minglin, he could only be silent, just like when he said this sentence to Wang Nuoxiao.

Although Wang Nuoxiao is a little cold to people, he is still very deceitful in nature, he was born in an overseas fairy island and grew up carefree, and was carefully cared for by the clansmen in the palm of his hand, and the only dark thing he experienced was the period of wandering on the mainland, and he didn't understand the world at all.

has been in Miaobai Valley for ten years, and Wang Minglin is the closest person to her, so if Wang Minglin wants to deceive her, it is really too simple.

In the room, it was dark, Wang Nuoxiao played the piano a few times casually, and then lay on the bed to rest.

Although the monk grows older and more energetic, the duration of sleep can become very short, or it can be replaced by meditation. But Wang Nuoxiao is not a pure human being, the dragon clan who has entered the growth period needs a lot of rest to ensure the maturity and evolution of the body, and the heavens have given them unparalleled talents, as the body becomes more and more mature, the cultivation will also be enhanced.

In the room on the other side, the light is still faintly on, the man in white is handsome, leaning against the window, his robe hangs down the side of his legs, his hair is simply tied with a blue ribbon, and the black eyes on his handsome and clear face are clear, and the bottom of his eyes reflects the unfathomable light and shadow like the night.

Wang Minglin.

He was smiling and squinting slightly, as if he was recalling something interesting, and anyone could tell that he was in a good mood right now.