Twilight Ting thought that the demon of the mixed world was trapped in the fairy mountain and was on the verge of madness, so he didn't bother to argue with him more, so he easily wrung out the silk handkerchief with the longitudinal technique.

Disappointed, Kamu tried again twice and failed, and impatiently asked the secret, "How did you do it?"

Seeing that the demon finally realized his limitations, Dusk Ting smiled heartily: "It's useless for me to tell the method, if you insist on only practicing the essence of immortal arts, and not cultivating the mysteries of the Dao method, it will be impossible to wring out the silk handkerchief through the longitudinal technique in this life and this life." ”

Jia Mu is still conceited: "What's the use of those bullshit empty Dao methods, master, I will definitely be able to turn all silk handkerchiefs into twisted flowers within three days!"

Dusk Pavilion lightly pointed to An Ge and Bei Ji not far away: "In your eyes, how are their immortal arts?"

Jia Mu looked at the girl dancing in the forest with disdain: "The technique is shallow, not worth mentioning. ”

Twilight Ting patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "You are indeed the best at this moment, but once the other Dao Beings have mastered the spell and the occult method, they will advance to a realm beyond your reach. ”

Jia Mu scoffed: "The young master is incomparably intelligent, how can he be deceived by your fallacy!"

Dusk Ting knew that he would not be gullible, and said: "When I was your age, I cast spells and danced for ten miles, and in one fell swoop I won the name of the Merry Son of the Protoss, if you can do it after five days, I will help you leave Huaxu Mountain." ”

Jia Mu was pretentious: "Why wait five days, today I will take away the name of your merry son!"

Twilight Pavilion waved a fan to stop the eager demon: "When it comes to the romantic past of youth, the skill is itchy for a while, and the right to cast small spells should be used to throw bricks and attract jade." ”

Deliberately modest and low-key words, more and more against the extraordinary magic of the fairy law, he silently recited the spell and lightly turned the three clear fingers, in an instant the colorful fall into the sky of pink butterflies, fluttering and dancing, a moment later the god gathered as a peerless fairy, graceful and graceful, like a frightening Hong, like a swimming dragon, like a light cloud closed to the moon, such as the wind back to the snow, glamorous but not vulgar, charming but not demonic, secluded around the song and the north fang dance.

The naked gap completely destroyed Jia Mu's blind pride, and Jia Mu subconsciously clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and the monstrous jealousy in his chest could almost burn out the peach trees of the Four Realms.

Dusk Ting had already guessed what he was thinking, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Five days later, here and now, waiting for the new merry son." ”

An Ge and Bei Zhi were obsessed with watching and indulging, and it was difficult to return to their senses for a long time, and their hearts were rippling.

Twilight Pavilion walked to the two of them, raised his hand and gently plucked the peach petals stained between the temples of the northern orange, and the sparkling spring water in his eyes: "The two of you have a good foundation in immortal arts, but since you are in the breeze, you should follow the wind freely, don't use brute force to indulge things, and use the power of nature to cast spells to get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Chu Lingxi was curious, and followed the devil all the way, and was fortunate to see this scene, and the heart was also unsettled, and he praised it: "It is worthy of being a famous fairy love saint, and the kung fu of flirting with girls is perfect, sneaking into the night with the wind, and stealing women's hearts." ”

Poor Liu Ya was still practicing the longitudinal technique in the ancestral hall, making progress at a turtle speed, and after a whole hour of hard work, he could not make the rag obedient, so he had to return to mortal mode and wipe the floor on his knees.

Near dinnertime, Beiji and Ange came to help.

An Ge was still indulging in the peach blossom dream, fascinated: "Liu Ya, you missed a great opportunity to appreciate the peerless style of the Dusk Pavilion Immortals, 'Ten Miles of Flowers, Merry Twilight Pavilion', worthy of being the legendary beautiful man second to none in the fairy world for ten thousand years." ”

"The Dusk Pavilion Immortal is indeed romantic, but what does 'Ten Miles of Flowers' mean?", Liu Ya recalled the turmoil in the Spring Breeze Building, and the Dusk Pavilion was undoubtedly a kind-hearted and beautiful male fairy, but his conduct seemed to be misbeneficial, otherwise he would not have gone to the land of fireworks with the devil to have fun.

An Ge painted the voice and color to solve her puzzles: "Thinking about fifty years ago, the Dusk Pavilion Lingxian was a young man who first ascended to the fairy hall, on the birthday banquet of the Immortal Emperor, he cast a spell to dance in the fairy forest for ten miles. ”

Insight limited Liu Ya's imagination, and she felt that this description was exaggerated: "Fifty years ago, we were not born yet, and there may be many fictions, which cannot be trusted." ”

An Ge waved his hand solemnly, and sighed with emotion: "A hundred flowers dance, the romance is endless, only those who see it can know its beauty, and the fairy of the twilight pavilion also helped An Ge take off the petals on his hair, and the tenderness is like water and honey." ”

Bei Zhi was silent, buried his head in rubbing the sandalwood offering table, and hid his hot and flushed face.

Although the petals in the hair are gone, the peach blossoms in the heart are blooming gorgeously.

Chu Lingxi's sharp eyes saw through Bei Zhi's spring heart dream, and boldly guessed: "You entered the Immortal Realm Nunnery Goddess Peak, could it be because the Dusk Pavilion was reluctant to turn back to the prodigal son, which made your heart like ashes?"

Bei Ji vacillated the rag absentmindedly, and accidentally knocked over the incense candlestick, and the other two hurriedly stepped forward to check, and only breathed a sigh of relief after finding that it was undamaged.

An Ge's mind jumped for joy, and he clapped his hands: "I have a brilliant idea!"

Both Willow Bud and Northern Orange have a hunch that this idea may not be very good.

An Ge indulged in pink fantasies to himself: "I'm going to prepare a box of peach blossom cakes for the Dusk Pavilion Fairy, and deliberately put two petals in my hair, and he will definitely pick them off for me with his own hands!"

Bei Tong immediately dissuaded: "This is inevitably unreserved and not in line with your identity." ”

An Ge has made up his mind, and after returning to the room to dress up, he went to find the twilight pavilion in a hurry.