The bright moon hangs high, and the air after autumn is refreshing with a hint of imperceptible coolness, and if you are not careful, it will make people infected with a difficult wind chill.

Ye Yinan was on his way back to the house, and under the moonlight, his eyes flashed with a faint silver light.

During the two-month trip to the Library, his every move naturally exuded an elegant bookish air, coupled with his delicate and handsome appearance, even if it was not decorated, I am afraid that he could attract a group of young girls.

But this is also where he has been criticized, not only in Ye Mansion, but even in the city, there are a few gossips circulating in the streets, saying how the third son of the Ye family does not learn and has no skills, but it is a pity that the good skin of the jade tree in the wind.

The original magnificent scene of a hundred flowers blooming and competing for beauty in the flower garden no longer exists, and only the scattered hibiscus is left to resist the season when it has taken root.

"Finally got used to the stone. ”

Ye Yinan shook his forearm gently, as if he had no weight, in the past two months, except for the bathing time, he had never taken off the brown stone, even if he fell asleep, he had always worn it on his body.

At first, when he was in the library, he even struggled to turn the paper, but now it doesn't affect him in the slightest.

If he fights with someone at this time, he will suddenly unload the weight, and the explosive power that increases in an instant will definitely make the opponent suffer a big loss, and the battle situation will change rapidly, and the advantage in an instant can determine the victory or defeat, life and death.

Suddenly, Ye Yinan stopped, but instead of nostalgia for the pitiful hibiscus flower, he saw the familiar shadow in front of him, and his heart shook slightly.

The girl stood quietly facing him, staring at the pond in front of her.

The cold moonlight falls on the lotus leaves, dyeing the lotus leaves into a jade plate that emits a faint glow, although the lotus flowers are grateful, the pond presents another moving scene.

The moonlight was naughty, brushing the girl's jade body, draping her with a silver veil as thin as a cicada's wings, giving a hazy sense to the budding figure.

If it is said to be green, it is tempting to attract people's hearts, and if it is said to be enchanting, it is also full of dust that makes people feel blasphemous at a glance.

The jet-black hair naturally fell on her shoulders and hung down on her waist, and at a glance, she looked like a Guanghan fairy in the cold moon palace.

The girl's name is Ye Qingyan, and she is the daughter of Ye Shilang Ye Changge, that is, Ye Yinan's cousin.

Maybe it's because of her closeness, her position in Ye Yinan's heart is very special, for several years, the prodigal Ye Yinan has never been rude to her, no matter how rude she is in front of others, when she sees her, she will only silently restrain and leave.

She seems to be a pure land in his heart.

"Qing Shui Hibiscus, Yanyan Miaoyu!"

Ye Yinan looked at her beautiful side face, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, even if it was several feet away, that delicate and extraordinary aura still hit his face.

The girl noticed his gaze, turned her head slightly, and when she saw that it was Ye Yinan, her eyes were slightly stunned, and her delicate lips moved.

At that moment, the eyes were very complicated, there was a trace of imperceptible disgust, a little annoyance, two points of long-lasting nostalgia, and the rest was full of intriguing expectations, and after a while, it was cold again.

Ye Yinan came closer, stood beside her, turned to face the pond, and silently admired the unique scenery in front of him in his heart.

The two stood by the pool, silent, and the moonlight stretched their shadows into a slender silhouette and cast them on the courtyard wall behind.

Ye Yinan probably knew her temperament, and she would never speak first if she didn't speak, but she didn't know what to say, so she asked casually, "What were you busy with a few days ago?"

Ye Qingyan stared at the water surface with a hint of ripples, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a while, her lips opened slightly, "Two months ago, I went out to practice with my father. ”

The ethereal sound is like a breeze blowing through the valley, which is clearly in front of you, but it gives people a feeling of being out of reach.

As soon as Ye Yinan heard the practice, her dust-free demeanor with fluttering clothes and light moon steps appeared in her mind, and a look of yearning gradually appeared in her eyes.

"The breakthrough is imminent, my father will take me ......"

The light voice stopped abruptly, Ye Qingyan seemed to remember something, her lips slowly closed, and she no longer continued to talk about the topic of cultivation.

However, now Ye Yinan has no resistance to this topic, but admires her cultivation qualifications, and looks at her with interest, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Breaking the realm, with Qing'er's talent, it should be easy. ”

The listener has the intention, but the speaker has no intention.

This "Qing'er" sounded in her ears, Ye Qingyan's eyes froze for a moment, and then a burst of surprise gradually surged in her heart, and she glanced at it secretly, but met his clear and approving smile.

For a long time, most of the elders in the clan called her Qingyan, and the elder brother called her fourth sister, and some would also call her by her full name, but he would call her so. And the last time he was called this title...... It's been about five or six years, and it's also brought back unforgettable memories for her.

Ye Yinan is not a descendant, his father was added to the Ye family, and his status is naturally different from that of the descendant. has lived so "chic" over the years, it is nothing more than Aunt Jing's light, if it were someone else, she would have been cleaned up by the clansmen.

Although he is not a direct line, he has the best relationship with him compared to his other brothers, and when he was a child, he often played with him behind his ass, and whenever other children wanted to bully him, he was always the first to stand up and block the front.

But later, everyone embarked on the road of martial arts cultivation one after another, and Ye Qingyan naturally did too, and she was extremely talented, she was the leader in Purple Cloud City, and she was often called by the elders of the clan to guide her cultivation.

On the other hand, Ye Yinan has always been unconcerned about cultivation, and even degraded himself to the point that he often goes to Fengyue places with fox friends and dogs to have fun.

The two are already different from each other in the eyes of the family, and when Ye Yinan, who has a bad reputation, sees her, he will no longer shout Qing'er as affectionately as he did when he was a child, but will only pretend not to see it.

But she had been looking forward to, expecting that one day, he would be a prodigal son.

Ye Qingyan gradually calmed down the slightly turbulent heart, and said softly: "Everything is just fate...... I wanted to have a glimpse of the lotus night view here, but it was only two months away, and when I returned, the lotus flowers were gone. ”

She stared at a turquoise lotus canopy in the middle of the pool, surrounded by many jade plates, and her slender little hand holding the corner of her clothes tightened slightly, as if she was hesitating about something.

Ye Yinan looked up at the bright moon overflowing with a strong autumn mood, waved his hand, and said softly with relief: "Why be melancholy, you yourself said that everything is fate, and this flower has its own day of reblooming." ”

Then he walked away, and the surging fragrance of the girl's body lingered on the tip of his nose, tugging at his heartstrings.

It's time to go back, the naughty coolness wanders over the skin, and as the cover of the night grows more and more bold, there is actually the intention of burrowing into the sleeve robe.

"Flowers have a day to bloom, but people have no less time. ”

As he was about to step out of the courtyard, a cold voice drifted behind him, like a long moonlight pouring down from the sky.

Ye Yinan stopped and didn't reply, he was not stupid, the meaning of these words couldn't be more obvious.

It's just that this South Africa is the other South.

"This time to worship the ancestors, you can go with me. Ye Qingyan's eyes full of autumn night and moonlight stared at him, and the girl's voice seemed to have a faint hint of expectation, which may have been said to her brother five years ago, but today, she finally said it.

Ye Yinan remembered those memories, the childhood scenes of the two of them in the past were vivid, as if he had really experienced it, and felt that this girl had a cold temperament, and it was not easy to take the initiative to say this, if she refused her, it would be too cold-blooded.

He smiled slightly and said yes.

The back had disappeared from sight, and at some point, a crisp insect chirp began to sound intermittently in her ears, and Ye Qingyan turned around and left.

The melancholy that lingered in her heart quietly dissipated, the corners of the girl's delicate lips rose slightly, and the skirt danced gently in the autumn breeze at night.

"He ......"

In the depths of his eyes, it seemed that they were no longer as muddy as muddy water, but full of confidence and clarity.

......

Back in the house, the maidservant had already boiled the water, Ye Yinan dipped his finger in the water, and the water temperature was just right.

"Third young master, the slave maid is here to serve you to bathe and change your clothes. ”

The servant girl's cheeks were crimson, and she stared down at her toes, even though she couldn't remember how many times she had done the same thing for the man in front of her over the years, she was still shy to say it.

This maid's name is Qiu Meng, who is responsible for his daily life, and the Ye family, as a famous family in Ziyun City, has a lot of beautiful maids in the house, each of which is like a flower and jade.

Qiu Meng is one of the best, with a white face, light eyebrows, a beautiful nose bridge, reddish lips, and a black hair combed into a lily bun, which can be described as beautiful and delicious.

Ye Yinan glanced at her beautiful appearance, remembered the servant girl who was despised by herself a few days ago, and hurriedly said, "No need...... Go back and rest. ”

Seeing Qiu Meng's worried look, he added, "I don't have anything to do at night, so I don't have to wait." ”

“...... Okay, Third Young Master. Qiu Meng was stunned for a moment, respectfully bent down and retreated outside the house, and closed the door, very surprised in her heart, what happened to the third young master today?

I still remember that time, the third young master hummed a little song, held a paper with handwritten handwriting, and called himself into the house in a shy.

The paper could be faintly copied with a pattern on it, and it seemed to be in some strange pose.

He ordered himself to lie on the bed and not move, saying that he was going to try something, but fortunately his wife came, and when she saw such an indecent scene, she rebuked him fiercely, saying that he was too young......

Thinking of this, Qiu Meng was already Xia Fei's cheeks, and he laughed at his embarrassment at that time, and somehow there was a trace of expectation in his heart, which was really ashamed!

Inside the house, Ye Yinan didn't think too much, he opened the delicate wooden box on the side, and a complex smell of medicinal herbs came to his face, salty, mixed with a trace of blood.

Blood thread grass, bone element flower, five visceral fruit...... These were all things he had taken from the treasury. In the Ye family, whether it is the main family or the people who divide the family, they can receive a certain amount of cultivation resources every month, and he rarely receives them all year round, but he has a lot of records in the account.

He threw these medicinal herbs into the wooden barrel one after another, and the medicinal herbs dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the clear water that was originally visible at a glance gradually turned into a maroon liquid that looked like sticky blood, which made people shudder.

The red light is refracted into the room through the rising water vapor, and everything in the room exudes a psychedelic crimson.

This is the method that Ye Yinan saw from ancient books, using medicinal baths to refine the flesh. Usually few people are willing to spend time reading those boring books, so few people know about the method of this medicinal bath, and he is purely mistaken.

After the herbs were completely dissolved, he took off his clothes, revealing a sturdy body, as an ascetic, even if he was a half-hanger, this figure was still eye-catching in his previous life, without exaggerated bulging muscles, but looked extremely well-proportioned.

He sat cross-legged in the barrel, letting the liquid reach his neck, and waves of increasing pain swept over him, like a frog boiled in warm water, and gradually, swallowed his consciousness.

Flesh and bones are like being scratched by countless small sharp razors, and the pores of the whole body are invaded, which can be described as pervasive!

It is no wonder that the place where this law is recorded in the ancient books is marked with the word "cautious use", how can there be a double perfect method in the world, if it is achieved quickly, then you must endure what ordinary people can't bear.

One breath ......

Two Interest......

Ten Breath ......

Ye Yinan tilted his head and leaned against the barrel, as if he was dead, and even the signs of breathing disappeared. There was silence in the room, and only the flickering candle flame above the brass lamp could tell that this scene was not still.

It wasn't until after a cup of tea that he suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and really terrifying.

Fortunately, it was finally carried over.

He gritted his teeth and trembled slightly, picked up a handful of brown red, stared at it in a daze for a while, opened his ten fingers, and let the liquid medicine spill from his fingers, the whole person seemed to be a demon soaked in blood, revealing a demonic and strange temperament.

The joy in his heart made him forget the pain, and the feeling of breaking through was like jumping into the cold water of a lake on a dog day, every cell in his body was cheering, and the fullness of strength swimming in his limbs was obsessive.

Yes, after this ancient medicinal bath, Ye Yinan finally stepped into the fifth stage of the ascetic realm in one fell swoop.

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