Chapter 11: A Better Life on the Cliff (3)

"Oh my God! It's a hot spring, and there is a hot spring on the top of this mountain! Looking at the white heat rising slowly, Gao Lan was ecstatic, "This is really a fairyland on earth, could it be a post station for fairies to descend to earth, hehe." ”

Seeing that there was no one around, Gao Lan took off his clothes and couldn't wait to get into the water.

"Wow! It's so comfortable, even in modern times, I haven't enjoyed a hot spring yet. Suddenly, she looked at her naked body in the water, and she froze.

Is such smooth and white skin really your own? I'm not dreaming.

She kept stroking her body with her long, soft and boneless hands, and she was intoxicated by her own body.

Wandering in this pool of warm water, the hot air rises like an unpredictable mist, and merges together with the passing clouds, infinitely swirling...... The soaked body is numb and comfortable, like waking up from a dream.

At the top of the mountain, the wind comes and the air disperses.

The golden sunlight pierced through the clouds overhead, and the blue sky seemed to be within reach.

The green trees and stones on the side of the warm pond reflect each other, and then look to the side, an ancient tree like a coiled dragon stands quietly between the sky and the earth, as if it has taken root since the beginning of the world.

Gao Lan felt like ascending to heaven, and sighed: "It's nothing more than being an immortal." ”

There is a bamboo hut next to the hot spring, and Gao Lan stepped into it barefoot with a water stain.

"Wow...... It's all clothes. Gao Lan couldn't help but sigh, the bamboo hut was full of women's clothes of various styles and colors, Gao Lan was dazzled, "Isn't this the cloakroom." ”

Gao Lan picked up a white gauze skirt and measured it on her body: "This one is so beautiful." ”

Then I couldn't wait to put it on, against the backdrop of this gorgeous gauze skirt, Gao Lan's tall and slender figure was extraordinarily graceful, and her long black hair hung loosely behind, indescribably elegant and smart, with a proud face, she was really the first beauty in the world, and she believed it when she said it.

This sudden encounter made Gao Lan feel as if he had won the jackpot, and he really felt what it was like to be unreal.

"Yiyi, where did Yimei go?" Gao Lanming knew that she was practicing swords at this time, but she asked deliberately.

"At this time, the second sister must be practicing swords." Yi Yi said innocently.

"Sword practice? What kind of sword do you practice? Gao Lan pretended to be an accident.

Yi Yi replied a little strangely: "Of course it's Yushu Qionghua Sword!" Didn't you let her practice it, eldest sister? ”

"O'...... Yes! It turned out that her practice was called Yushu Qionghua, Gao Lan was secretly proud, "So how did she practice?" ”

I saw Yiyi shaking her head: "Alas! Sometimes I feel that the second sister is too demanding of herself, in fact, I feel that she has practiced well, but she is still not satisfied with herself, and she keeps practicing every day. ”

So that's the case, it seems that Yimei is still a stubborn child.

Thinking of this, Gao Lan suddenly felt that she should also practice martial arts, otherwise she would waste that magic skill in vain, and the fifth weight of the plain clothes had to be completed by herself......

She came to the edge of the cliff, and Yirenfeng once said that the only way to leave the cliff was to cross to the opposite mountain from here, but ......

Gao Lan visually measured the distance, at least five hundred meters, looking at the abyss below, her feet unconsciously retracted.

"The clothed phoenix couldn't fly over, I ...... I'm afraid it won't work, alas! Forget it. Gao Lan was a little timid, "Otherwise, I'll come back when the fifth level of training is completed." Thinking of this, she was relieved and turned around and left.

In the days of living on the cliff, although there was no worry about food and clothing, but after a long time, there was no original freshness, Gao Lan felt a little depressed, and sometimes she wanted to know what things and couldn't ask, such as the dumb woman, but she also knew in her heart that all this should be more clear to herself, the clothed Feng, and now to ask others, it seems bizarre, so she can only suppress her curiosity.

"Eldest sister, I want to see how my Yushu Qionghua Sword compares to your plain clothes, how about we compare?" As soon as she finished eating, Yimei said to Gao Lan with a provocative smile.

"......" Gao Lan was stupid, thinking: How can this be good, he doesn't even know the posture of holding a sword?

Seeing her hesitation, Yimi continued, "What? Does the eldest sister look down on my swordsmanship? ”

Gao Lan became even more uneasy when he heard this: How dare I, how can I, a martial arts idiot, compete with you, in case I can't dodge and be injured by you...... Alas! Yirenfeng, what should I do?

Hard-headed, she straightened her expression: "No, Yimei...... All right! "Ah, as soon as the words fell, I was taken aback, I obviously didn't want to say this!" Let's compare with you and see how you've been. ”

Gao Lan completely collapsed...... Is this talking to yourself? Why is it not controlled by your own brain?

What's even more devastating is yet to come.

Come to the Garden of Return.

"The eldest sister has never used a sword, I remember that the eldest sister has always said that it takes fate to meet a good sword that suits you, and you won't use it before you meet it, so ...... today" Yimei said and pulled out her jade spirit sword.

Gao Lan glanced around, then picked up a branch on the ground very calmly, and said to her confidently, "Just use this." ”

Gao Lan looked at the thing in his hand and really regarded it as a sword, what appeared in his mind was a picture that he had never seen before, those kung fu tricks, and many indescribable feelings......

"Okay, look at the sword." After saying that, Yimei rushed straight with his sword in hand.

Gao Lan stood there calmly, and she wondered where she got this calmness......

Although Yimei's sword is fast, it has not yet reached the point of perfection, and it seems to be dazzling, but there are too many false moves.

Seeing that Yimei's sword was about to pierce his chest, Gao Lan was lucky in an instant, and Su Yi was magical.

Yimi's dazzling moves slowed down in front of her, and Gao Lan easily penetrated her sword heart with a branch, slamming it on the back of her hand.

"Ahh She let go of her grip on her sword.

As the long sword landed, she raised her head in surprise and looked at Gao Lan, who was still standing upright and holding her hands upright.

Yi Mei was ashamed: "Eldest sister...... I. ”

Gao Lan herself didn't know what the scene was going on just now, and it took her to come to her senses after thinking about it for a long time: "Yimei, don't care too much, practicing swords is just a hobby, and the level is only really practical when you are dead or alive, so it is better to correct your mentality and use it to cultivate your self-cultivation." ”

"Yes, eldest sister, I know it's not your opponent, it's just curiosity, I want to know what our Yi family's ancestral magic skills are, but it seems that it really lives up to its reputation." Imi said as she plunged the sword on the ground into its scabbard.

"Alright, remember my words, you go." Gao Lan said expressionlessly, she was only now glad that Yirenfeng had such a cold character, otherwise if she was very easy-going with them, she really didn't know what to say, and it was likely that she would be exposed after a few words.

Gao Lan stood quietly under the tree, thinking about the sword comparison with Yimei just now.

She seems to understand a little, maybe she doesn't know anything about martial arts, but she has integrated that magic skill into her body, so when she encounters a situation that is needed, she will naturally enter the state, and the kung fu in her body will also come out from time to time...... Perhaps that's the best explanation. Thinking of this, Gao Lan knew that he should have finished the fifth level of cultivation.