Although Qiyun Peak is high, it is not cold, on the contrary, the flowers are red and willow green, and the four seasons are like spring. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the top of the mountain is an extremely flat and vast place, and I don't know when a delicate small wooden loft was built near the lake, more than two stories high, standing above the sea of clouds, like a fairy palace.

Originally, the gold and silver treasures in the cave were also carried and piled up here, Zhu Yifei really liked this place, green mountains and green waters, fragrant plants and flowers, clear spiritual lakes, jade birds singing, a sea of clouds covering the eyes from afar, occasionally that thin place, you can see the green mountains and jade belt under your feet, lingering for thousands of miles, and living quietly for two days is really a little happy.

Knowing that she has always loved the appetite, Yan Jun always unexpectedly brings back some strange fruits, sometimes there are hundred-year-old mountain ginseng sesame grass, basically no need to boil water, put it on the nose and inhale hard, it feels refreshed, as if slightly drunk when fluttering like a fairy, this method is what he told her, to be a goblin will take other essence of the qi, which will help improve cultivation and consolidate mana. Of course, she also found that the occasional sorrow on Yan Jun's face became more and more serious.

In the evening, Zhu Yifei lay on the rocking chair as usual, enjoying the sunset by the lake, and when she was closing her eyes and relaxing, a flute suddenly sounded behind her.

The tone of some solemnity and agitation was stunned, but it blew out a bit of sadness and desolation, and the goshawk in the forest suddenly soared and soared around, shaking and roaring as if echoing the sadness in the flute, one after another.

He didn't go out? Zhu Yifei sat up from the chair and looked at the man in black who was playing the flute near the lake, his slender and upright figure reflected a vague shadow in the lake reflecting the fiery red glow, looking lonely, sad and helpless.

This is the first time I have seen him like this, Zhu Yifei is a little puzzled, is this guy now experiencing the realm of unbearable coldness in high places?

Perhaps bewitched by the sound of the flute, he involuntarily walked to his side, looked up at his angular face, and inadvertently found a teardrop hanging on his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Eh, what's wrong with you? If there's something unhappy to say it, make me happy. Zhu Yifei patted Yanjun on the shoulder heartlessly and asked with a smile.

The beautiful sound of the flute suddenly mistook a few tones, Yan Jun stopped playing the flute, lowered his head and looked at Zhu Yifei with deep eyes, his slender jade hand stroked her skin that was much whiter and more tender than ordinary people, and sighed in a low voice, "You have changed a lot since you transformed." ”

"Uh...... So what I used to be. "Knowing that she has crossed over, she must have some story to tell about the big black snake, but she doesn't know how to tell him that she is dead.

"You once said that if I help you transform successfully, you will help me cultivate into a dragon body, and then we will never leave each other for eternity." He turned his head to look at the remnants of the glow, and his whole face was soaked in the golden red light, which really smelled of the sun god Apollo.

"Actually......."

"I know." He interrupted Zhu Yifei's defense and continued, "I was supposed to be a dragon, but I failed you, and now that I have fallen into the devil, the end of the calamity is coming, I just hope that this minute and second will become slower and I can spend more time with you." ”

"The number of dooms? What is it? "I felt his unusual lowness, as if a dying man was giving an account of what had happened.

"It's nothing, whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll take you there." He suddenly laughed, and his usual vicious and fierce eyebrows and eyes instantly softened, which made her very unaccustomed at first.

"Don't eat it, what you said makes sense, in the future, I will eat less mundane things, watching you all fly around in the clouds, I still have to rely on eleven roads to run around, it's too low." She laughed and said, "Actually, what is it if you can be a dragon?" As long as you live freely, why bother with it so deeply. ”

"You don't understand." Yan Jun sighed and said, "There are some things that I can't help myself now. ”

When the two chatted on Qi Yunfeng, the matter of selecting Taoist priests in Taijing City also had eyebrows, and on the fifth day of Zhu Yifei's disappearance, they finally gathered seven pure yang Taoist priests with crooked melons and cracked dates, from the old age Long Zhong to the ignorant children who were seven or eight years old, which really opened Ziyang's eyes in an instant.

When he was young, he was picked up by an old beggar and raised to the age of seven or eight, the old beggar died of illness, he began to wander around, there was a year of famine and famine, he finally begged for food in a slightly rich land and gave relief to the victims along the way, resulting in half a month without food He almost starved to death, just when his soul left the body, he suddenly had a strange dream, in the dream there was a strange old Tao taught him some practice exercises, and gradually after the old Tao passed him a copy of "Xuanqing Yulun Heavenly Book" He sent him away, but he didn't expect that a few days in the dream were actually a few years in the mortal world, and when he woke up, he suddenly grew to seventeen years old, and then began to travel while practicing, and occasionally did some demon slashing, surveying feng shui, during which he also met a lot of Taoist priests of other sects, but they were all as dignified as him, and his demeanor was fluttering, and it was really surprising to see so many strange shapes this time.

I asked about the birth year one by one, and sure enough, they were all pure yang bodies, and I took the seven Taoist priests to find a place with three openings, and then began to set up a formation. The so-called three open places are the opening of the sky, the wood opens, the people open, the sky opens the yang, the wood opens the yin, the people open the spirit, this place is on the northernmost river of the royal hunting ground in the suburbs of Taijing, Ziyang has passed here, and the idea of collecting the black snake has arisen at that time, but the calamity has not arrived, and it is not appropriate to practice against the sky, so it has waited until today.

After the formation was finished, and some things were explained, Ziyang said, "I'll go to find him, the seven of you must stick to the formation, don't leave a step, tomorrow at noon, I will lead him into the formation, you will open the door of life and death according to my method, the door of life is behind, cover the yellow silk, the door of death is in front, cover the black satin, and when I enter the door of life, I will burn the yellow silk with the real fire of Samadhi, you can keep in mind." ”

One of the elderly Taoist priests replied, "Don't worry. ”

Ziyang looked at the sky, pointed his sword between his eyebrows, and disappeared in place.

After sitting cross-legged all night, Zhu Yifei opened her eyes, not only did she not feel a trace of tiredness, but her mind was extremely clear, she lifted her dress and looked at the wounds on her body that had disappeared, she was still very happy, Yan Jun didn't know where to go, as if she had been used to having him by her side in the past few days, staring at the brilliant sea of clouds rushing at her feet at dawn, inexplicably a little lonely.

"Hey..........." sighed with his chin on his chin these days, he was forced to learn to breathe and breathe in the past few days, and he really didn't feel hungry from time to time, and it was really a little strange not to eat, presumably if it was the same for modern people, wouldn't it be that office workers had no rest time from morning to night? Vicious capitalism, Zhu Yifei is a little hateful and a little funny in her heart.

The strong bloody aura came, Zhu Yifei trembled, a black shadow suddenly passed by, stopped by the lake, all the black clothes were coagulated bloodstains, the black nails of his hands were long and sharp, covering his cheeks, and his whole body was trembling slightly, Zhu Yifei ran over and pulled his sleeve and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

His palms slowly moved away, revealing his evil and handsome face, his dark red eyes were full of viciousness, and the bloodthirsty aura spread, as if uncontrollably grabbed her neck, five fingers continued to tighten, and his pale face was filled with evil smiles and arrogance.

"Holy." Zhu Yifei scolded secretly, she was already hanging into the air like a chicken at the moment, the hand on her neck was stuck in her throat like mechanical pliers, it was a little difficult to breathe, and her hands were slapping his thick arms indiscriminately, but it was to no avail.

The white brilliance suddenly emanated from her body, and a powerful force slammed into Yan Jun's chest and instantly pushed him out a hundred meters away, and Zhu Yifei, who fell to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief and ran down the mountain with a roll.

"Nima, it's terrible to enter the demon path, even kill me, fortunately, the old lady has the divine light to protect the body." Before he could run a few steps into the bushes, his neck was suddenly lifted and he was quickly pulled in front of the gorgeous woman in white.

Of course Zhu Yifei knows, this is Bai Yingluan, who has a relationship with her, it is said that she is the best among the banshees, the white lady who has a crush on Yanjun, how could she be here? Before she could calm down, she only felt a tightness in her throat, Bai Yingluan's different apricot eyes were filled with eagerness and sternness, stared at her and asked, "What about him?" “