Chapter 084: Cultivation to the extreme is powerful

"Little baby, below is the Imperial City Cloud Lake, and there are a lot of shops, grocery stalls, and food stalls around."

Su Xuemo smiled, hugged the excited cutie, and looked at the slightly cool shirt and shorts, the white and pink skin was very attractive, and she had to change her clothes.

"Cloud Lake? Don't have a cruise? ”

Chen Yi blinked his bright starry eyes, stood on tiptoe and looked under the clouds, the cool night, the bright moonlight and the colorful lights, reflected the nearby very brilliantly.

"Of course, there are, and there are many more."

The corners of Su Xuemo's mouth were slightly upturned, teasing the soft and smooth green silk, and sniffing the fragrance that came to her nose.

"That's a lot of people."

Chen Yi pursed his moist lips and looked at the bustling night market, the sounds of selling, shouting, bargaining, noisy, and singing and dancing in the lake, which was very lively.

The streets and alleys near Yunhu are lined with messy stalls, all selling all kinds of snacks and sundries.

Before dark, there is an endless stream of tourists by the cloud lake, and when night falls, most of the shops are closed, so it is okay to put the stalls outside the store, except for restaurants and restaurants, there are also entertainment places for drunken gold fans.

"What a beautiful little man."

Su Xuemo blinked her sparkling eyes, looking at the noble and handsome little cutie, with red lips and sword eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, skin like snow, flawless, with a blue and white gown, pure and beautiful, fairy spirit, beautiful and incomprehensible.

"Uh... Xiaobai, have I grown taller? ”

A light smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yi's mouth, and he turned to look at the delicate and charming girl, feeling that he had grown a lot taller, and his strength had increased many times, and he had lost his original weakness.

"I've grown taller, and I'm growing fast."

Su Xuemo smiled, hugged the handsome and seductive cutie, and kissed the moist Dan lips lightly.

"Hmm... I said don't kiss, kiss back. ”

Chen Yi glanced at the girl unhappily, aiming at the soul-seducing evil, the white and pink jade neck, and then at the delicate red lips, which were full of charm and charming.

"Little baby, it's going to be the Sprinkler Festival in two days."

The corners of Su Xuemo's mouth hooked a graceful arc, tidied up her clothes, chose a quieter corner, and teleported to the edge of the cloud lake with her soft and tender little hand.

"Sprinkler Festival? Haven't heard of it. ”

Chen Yi blinked his starry eyes full of curious eyes, looking at the sparkling lake, the bustling and lively scene was reflected on the water, and then looked at the nearby painting boat, singing and laughter echoed in his ears, there are still many nobles who are looking for fun.

"The unique festival of the Purple Cloud Country, the purple pink flowers will bloom in the summer, and the people will pick flowers for pollen and throw pollen to each other to express their blessings, and the purple pollen is very beautiful."

Su Xuemo took the curious cutie and walked forward along the shore of the bluestone lake, watching the bustling night scene, and explained softly: "The pollen of the purple pink flower is not poisonous, the fragrance is okay, and it can dispel the heat and heat, ward off evil spirits and keep peace." ”

"Oh... Xiaobai, what are they doing? ”

Chen Yi pursed his moist lips and looked at a four-story ship nearby, surrounded by dozens of young women in gorgeous brocade robes, and many men with flowers.

"Little baby, this is a flower boat for rich children to have fun, no, it should be a poetry competition."

Su Xuemo glanced at the picture on the flower boat, teleported to the center of the flower boat with a curious cutie, hid her figure, and lay down comfortably on the soft chair to watch the poetry competition.

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"Xingyun wine is drunk and immortal brewed, and the blue crystal is charming; How can you not get drunk when you drink this fine wine, even if you are drunk. ”

"Sister Zhao is only eight years old, and the foolish sister is out of reach!"

"Sister Zhao's masterpiece, I'm afraid it's going to win the first place."

"The poetry meeting is not over yet, and the first name is naturally not daring to say, and it needs to be corrected by the sisters."

"Sister Zhao is too modest, when it comes to wine and poetry, no one can compare to you among the classmates present."

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"Uh... It's so flattering. ”

Chen Yi stroked his chin and said speechlessly, Confucian literati led more than a dozen men to hold banquets, play the piano and dance, and sing about wine, except for writing some meaningless poems, there is no righteousness in his chest, and he is a gentleman.

"Little baby, if you can write good poems, you can make a name for yourself, and you can also get the empowerment of talent."

Su Xuemo squinted at her sparkling beautiful eyes, hugged her soft little waist, and looked at the noise in the distance with her divine sense, and found that the two mid-Yuan Infant monks were fighting fiercely in the lake.

"Talent empowerment? Isn't it amazing? ”

An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Chen Yi's mouth, I don't know if the Confucian and Taoist monks are powerful, the books say that the Confucian cultivators with talent can kill the enemy in poetry, words can destroy the army, and the power is okay, but it is not as simple and rude as the martial artists and body refiners.

"Little baby, absorbing talent can raise Haoran righteousness, and become a Confucian and Taoist saint who can control the power of heaven and earth, comparable to a Mahayana monk, if you can cultivate to the extreme, speak the law of heaven and earth, and follow the law, it is a means that only the Immortal Emperor can master."

Su Xuemo licked her slightly upturned cherry lips and teleported to the battle scene with her interested cutie.

"Hi... Martial arts cultivation to the extreme is also very powerful, and there is also body refining, but how can it be so easy. ”

Chen Yi sighed helplessly, it was very clear in the miscellaneous book that Confucian monks could cultivate up to the level of semi-saint and great Confucian, and there had been no Confucian and Taoist saints for more than 100,000 years.

"Little baby, talent can increase intelligence."

Su Xuemo smiled with her eyebrows, sat on the clouds with a little cutie who was not interested, and looked at the young woman and the elderly monk who were fighting in mid-air.

"Huh? It's a fierce fight. ”

Chen Yi turned over and leaned against the girl's delicate body, playing with the soft slender jade hands, watching the huge competition.

The woman in red stood in the air, holding a blood-colored spirit sword, murderous, cold and ruthless.

The pale red eyes stared at the old monk with kind eyebrows, stopped for a moment, raised the spirit sword and rushed straight over, the blood-red spiritual power was like thunder, and frantically hit the golden bronze bell.

Bang bang bang!

"Ouch..."

"Stay alive and retreat!"

Violent spiritual power splattered towards the people by the lake, and the uncultivated mortals were killed before they could even let out a wail.

"Donor, why be angry?"

The old monk in the golden robe twisted the Buddha beads, calm and waveless, and the bright golden spiritual power turned into a bronze bell, endlessly, and the young woman could not even break the defense.

"Old bald donkey! Today I will kill you! ”

The young woman snorted coldly, then took out a vial and shot a murderous filthy demon blood at the Admiralty.

Click...

Rumble!

As soon as the foul blood with a pungent smell touched the Admiralty, the calm old monk's face was panicked, and he detonated a medium-grade spiritual weapon to get out, and flew towards the crowd by the lake in a panic.

"Xiaobai! Stop her and don't hurt the innocent. ”

Chen Yi hurriedly stopped it, tens of thousands of onlookers were still gathered together, if the young woman who was in a hurry rushed into the crowd, I was afraid that there would be a river of blood.