/./ Xuan Yantian tilted her head slightly, as if she didn't want to see Wang Yuan, suffered Wang Yuan's cynicism, and with her identity and status, even if Xuan Yantian did not have the pride of being high, but she also had some contamination.

Suddenly, Xuan Yantian's eyes flashed brightly, and she thought of being in the cave and grotto, the man showed no signs of life, but pointed at the sky in the drizzle and cursed.

Under the night, Xuan Yantian's beautiful eyes were so moving, she gently pulled the playful hair around her ears, and then turned slightly to look at Wang Yuan.

"That day...... In the cave, maybe you don't realize it, who is that woman named Xiaoxuan?" Xuan Yantian blinked her bright eyes and looked at Wang Yuan expectantly.

Wang Yuan's chest seemed to have been hit hard, his gaze instantly turned cold, and he suddenly lowered his body and approached Xuan Yantian. The strong air flow blew up Xuan Yantian's long eyelashes, and the three thousand green silks also swayed.

A murderous aura spread, this murderous aura shrouded Xuan Yantian's body, but Xuan Yantian was unmoved, although the murderous aura was violent, it couldn't affect her.

"How do you know?" There was only an inch between Wang Yuan and Xuan Yantian, as long as Wang Yuan took another step forward, the two of them could collide, and each other's breathing was so clear.

Xuan Yan was born to occupy a high position for a long time.He was once stared at so closely.His heart was a little weak.His pretty face was slightly red.But he still raised his head.Exhaled like a lan, he said, "Why should I tell you."

Listening to Xuan Yantian's somewhat playful words, Wang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the hands behind him clenched and clenched.

"You'd better forget that name, because no one deserves to remember her." Wang Yuan's voice was a little hoarse, he slowly stepped back, he sat on the stone bench, and a faint sorrow instantly came to his heart.

Wang Yuan's aura changed a few times, and his aura was a little weird, and it was a little out of place with the loud fighting of monkeys and bull demons in the distance.

More than 200 years.

Glass after glass, at this moment, he has drunk much more wine than he has drunk in more than 200 years, perhaps because of the "fruit wine".

Xuan Yantian sat quietly on the side, her black hair fluttering, her eyes were like water, they seemed to be misty, she felt like a dream, so did she, she had sat with a man for so long, and she had already surpassed the years of cultivation.

Suddenly, a suqin appeared on the stone table, Xuan Yantian gently looked at Wang Yuan, a beautiful woman stroked the qin, and was accompanied by the moon.

The green jade fingers pluck the strings.Crisp ding-dong.The sound of the piano is like flowing water.A song of mountains and flowing water reveals a trace of sorrow.The tune is very soft.Like the softness of a feather.Also like the whisper in the ear.The beautiful woman's long green silk hair falls on the strings of a white lotus-like arm under the long sleeves.Beats with the sound of the piano.

Wang Yuan's wine glass that stopped at his lips trembled slightly, but he didn't raise his head, he closed his eyes, and only felt it with his ears.

Xuan Yantian didn't want to be heard by the monkeys and the bull demons.

And the person who plays the qin is looking forward to nothing more than someone listening to it on the other side.

The bitter memory was mobilized, like a cup of bitter water sprinkled in the heart, splashing ripples, unable to dispel it, suddenly her eyes were in a trance, a woman gradually came from a distance, her face was very poignant, a gentle little hand was placed on Wang Yuan's cheek, and she rubbed gently.

Wang Yuan's current behavior is like when he first saw Xiao Xuan, his panicked eyes, the sound of the piano in his ears, knowing that it was fake, but Wang Yuan was reluctant to break away from it, he pulled his arm, Xu Xiaoxuan was held in his arms, and he didn't want to lose it.

On that day, Wang Yuan asked, "Would you like to be my Wang Yuan's wife.". And this answer is only known to Wang Yuan.Looking at Xiao Xuan's poignant pretty face gradually blushing.Wang Yuan slowly wanted to kiss her on the forehead.

"Ahh A slight voice instantly broke this feeling.The person in his arms turned into wisps of memory and dissipated.Wang Yuan was shocked.He anxiously wanted to keep these with his hands.But holding them in the palm of his hand was nothing.

The sound of the piano stopped.Xuan Yantian's undulating chest was like a deer colliding.Her cheeks were slightly red.With a wave of her jade hand, she put away Suqin.Bowed her head and was silent.

Wang Yuan sighed lightly, didn't seem to notice Xuan Yantian's expression, picked up the wine glass, and left by himself.

"You ......" Xuan Yantian said softly, but there was no further word.

The figure gradually disappeared into the group of monkeys and cow demons, most of the monkeys and cow demons were almost drunk at this moment, some fell to the ground, some lay on the table, some snuggled up to each other, in short, all strange.

Among the monkeys and the bull demons, Wang Yuan found the little saint and the big black bull, but the big black bull was already snoring.

Xiao Sheng saw Wang Yuan and smiled. My little grandson just used a little trick to get the big man cow drunk. The little saint has already learned from the old monkey what marriage is.

Somehow, Wang Yuan actually felt relieved, he was slightly stunned, shook his head, and said secretly: "I don't know how much wine I ate, it looks like I'm already a little drunk."

Xiao Shengmao made a move to Wang Yuan, and then jumped down from the stone bench and walked out of the mountain stream, and Wang Yuan followed closely behind.

I followed Xiao Sheng all the way up to Huaguo Mountain, and came to the bottom of the Flying Waterfall. Xiao Sheng smiled and said: "Brother Wang Yuan, my little grandson has heard of it from the ancestral monkey, and the reason why my ancestor Great Sage became the Monkey King is from here to cross such a long distance, and then cross the Rapids Waterfall, and break into the back of the waterfall. Guess what."

Wang Yuan's eyes kept flashing, and after a little thought, he said, "Could it be that there is a cave behind the waterfall."

"Hey, hey, you and I can just take a look." The little saint's body jumped, and he didn't even walk directly on the stone bridge.

Wang Yuan didn't say a word, his body flew up, and he crossed the waterfall in an instant, but at the moment he crossed the waterfall, a strange force swept over him, but only for a moment, that force disappeared.

Plunged into the waterfall, sure enough, a ghostly cave came into view, Wang Yuan fell on the edge of the cave, and the waterfall behind him was still flowing "lala".

Wang Yuan turned around strangely, and he wondered where that strange power came from. Let's see why the little saint brought me here."

"Hey, hey, this way." Xiao Sheng's voice echoed into Wang Yuan's ears, and Wang Yuan smiled and walked into the cave.

The first thing that catches your eye is a stone pillar, and there is a line of regular script characters on the stone pillar, engraved with ten big characters of "Huaguo Mountain Blessed Land, Water Curtain Cave Cave Heaven".

In addition to this big stone pillar, there are stone stoves, stone bowls, stone basins, stone beds, and stone benches in the cave.

"Hey, how is my little grandson's cave house?" Xiao Sheng threw and gnawed off most of the fruit, jumped up, and squatted on the stone chair.

"It's a nest of heaven and earth, and the little saint will really enjoy it." Wang Yuan smiled slightly.

"Ugh." Xiao Sheng sighed as if he was deflated, and he waved his hairy hand. My grandson has lived here for hundreds of years, and I'm tired of it."

As he spoke, the little saint picked up a pebble and threw it into a waterhole in the distance.

Wang Yuan saw that Xiao Sheng seemed to have some troubles, so he stepped forward and waited for Xiao Sheng's next words.

Sure enough, the little sage brought Wang Yuan here alone.In Wang Yuan's view, it was to avoid being ridiculed by the big black bull.Does the little sage from heaven and earth still need to ask others questions?

"Brother Wang Yuan, let's not hide it, the ancestral monkey once said to me, let me wait for someone to appear, and his old man also emphasized that it was a person." Xiao Sheng's golden eyes blinked a few times, and he looked at Wang Yuan with a radiant look.

Wang Yuan heard the word ancestral monkey at this point, and immediately said secretly: "If there is a chance, I will definitely go to meet this ancestral monkey.......

Xiao Sheng continued: "I am comparable to the cultivation of the Manniu, but I have not been able to move forward half a step recently.

Looking at Xiao Sheng's anxious appearance, Wang Yuan smiled bitterly. Xiao Sheng, Wang Mou's cultivation is not even as good as you, but Wang Yuan believes that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and Xiao Sheng's bottleneck will soon be broken."

"Hey, my doubts have nothing to do with cultivation, I just want to hear what Brother Wang Yuan thinks about the word 'sheng'." Xiao Shengmao's hand gestured in the air, and with Jin Rui's mana, he wrote a crooked word in the air, which was the word "sheng".

Wang Yuan was slightly surprised.What was surprising was that Xiao Sheng was confused about a word.He was also surprised.He thought that the cultivation of the monkeys did not need to be comprehended.But it seemed that his conjecture was wrong.Xiao Sheng's current cultivation is equivalent to the Yuanying Great Perfection in the Immortal Dao.It is very terrifying.Therefore, he needs to comprehend the "Dao Source.And the "Dao Source" of the Little Sage is related to "Sheng".

Wang Yuan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, he seemed to have never left the word "life and death" in his life, and Wang Yuan's plan was to comprehend the "source of life and death" after his cultivation reached the infancy stage.

For more than 200 years, Wang Yuan has been cultivating the Tao so far, and he doesn't want to comprehend the "Dao Source" under the Heavenly Dao, but even if he takes himself as the Tao, it is difficult to break this shackle.

151 Kanshu.com .