People are expressive in front of people, and it is very inappropriate to say that men are in front of women, especially in front of women whom men admire.

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Guo Ya and the woman in purple had only just met a few days ago, but I was just a fair lady and a gentleman, and he fell into it after a few glances.

also glanced at the woman in purple again, the ghost made the god worse, Guo Ya suddenly came to a superior confidence, he sneered at Mo Wunian: "Daoist friends don't come out of a small place, they can only talk high!"

As he spoke, he also deliberately revealed the aura of his own Dao Yuan Shen Realm.

Mo Wunian still ignored him, with a wave of his robe, a gust of wind blew, and for a while, dead wood and gravel flew on the mountain, and a gust of fog floated on the narrow mountain road.

No matter how powerful the monks were, they couldn't drive away the abrupt wind and mist in front of them.

It seemed to be a few blinks of an eye, and when they opened their eyes, Mo Wunian and his party had already walked dozens of steps.

And the mountains are foggy, and they are about to disappear.

When the son surnamed Li saw everything in front of him, he thought that he had hit a ghost at first, but seeing that all these mysteries and mysteries were from Mo Wunian's hands, he immediately thought of a possibility......

Changing his previous attitude, he was full of trepidation and surprise, and his words were reversed: "Mo ...... Brother Mo, you're an immortal! No...... Immortals, are you really immortals?".

Then he danced even more, as a reader, he did read a lot of books, but he also read a lot of fairy and strange chatters in his spare time.

Thinking of the recent events again, he looked at Mo Wunian again but explained it all clearly.

However, Mo Wunian didn't pay attention to him, just motioned for him to hurry first, but when he also looked ahead, a woman suddenly appeared in the fog of the unknown road ahead.

It was the woman in purple from before.

"Ah...... Fairy!" Seeing this, the son surnamed Li thought that he had seen a monster when he thought about the recent events, and his alluring face was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body.

"Giggle...... Why did the little woman Xia Ziyan become a goblin? Have you ever seen such a beautiful goblin as me?" The woman sat down in front of them with a smile in her eyes, like a little fox.

Then, with a gentle wave of her bare hand, a quaint piano appeared under her.

With her silver bell-like laughter, a pair of plain hands also touched the piano and stroked it, the sound was crisp and ear-catching, like mountains and flowing water, and people were listening to the excitement, but suddenly her hand was a little harder, and the strings were tightened.

The pitch began to sound noisy, but it was not chaotic at all, but when you listened carefully, there was a kind of rhyme in it, and then the fog in the mountains became thicker.

And the thicker the fog, the more you will feel that the sound of the piano is familiar, but you have never heard it at all.

But when the fog cleared, the scene in front of me also changed, and the ten-mile red alley was full of lights and celebrations. The same is that the sound of the piano is still endless, and looking at the innermost part of the deep alley, there is a woman in a red suit, who is stroking the piano, and looks like Xia Ziyan.

Mo Wunian wanted to see her face clearly, but he couldn't see anything, he could only see the outline of the familiar woman's face, like Wu Mu, Murong Xiu, Mingzhu, and Xianyue...... But it's neither.

Vaguely, the sound of the piano began to get better and more pleasant, but after it was soothed again, it also became sad, as if telling a sad story.

The first time I heard it, I didn't just like the song, and then I listened to it again.

Mo Wunian lowered his head again, and found that he had become a child, and there was a girl of the same age as him with pigtails on the opposite side, and she was pulling him to watch the lanterns in the ten-mile red alley.

Ignorant and ignorant, he said that he wanted to marry her.

In reality, the sound of the piano becomes impatient, which also indicates the passage of time......

After many years of time, the mountains and rivers were broken, and there were wars everywhere, and the young man he incarnated was to defend his family and country, and he went to join the army without hesitation.

In the wolf-filled battlefield, his country was defeated after all, and the young man read the name of his childhood sweetheart, holding a spear and roaring to turn the tide of the war, but he was only one person after all...... was pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows and died on the battlefield.

And in the ten-mile red alley, the beautiful woman with long hair and waist caressing the piano was waiting for him to return, and she couldn't hear the sound of the piano anymore, and all she heard was the sound of the horse's hooves when the city was breached and the enemy army was in chaos.

The picture came to an abrupt end here, and in a trance, Mo Wunian returned to the ten-mile red alley. At this time, he could finally see the appearance of the woman in red in front of him, it was Xia Ziyan.

And everything that has just been experienced is so real, as if it is a personal experience, or it is the person in it, which makes people's emotions difficult to calm down for a long time.

The movements of her hands also stopped, and Zhen Shou slowly looked at Mo Wunian, but the expression on that face didn't seem to change at all, it was still as indifferent as before, as if it was like a clay sculpture.

She was a little surprised, and felt that there were people in a small place like Qingzhou who were not confused by her technique "Red Dust into Dreams".

"The story is good...... The spell is also good. He looked at her and said lightly, like a wanton comment, but also as if he didn't care at all.

But then she regained her composure.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you yearn to become an immortal?"

"Everyone wants to become an immortal, but the ethereal things are as illusory as a mirage, and they are not as real as half an acre of square ponds. She smiled softly on her lips, and he replied lightly with the same appearance.

"You don't count!" then, pretending to be mysterious, smiled again, her hands moved gracefully, and the sound of the piano sounded again.

It is still in this ten-mile red alley, the bright moon is in the sky, the beauty strokes the qin, everything becomes illusory, the sky is open and the clouds are scattered, there is a heavenly palace revealed, and the fairy music inside rises and echoes the sound of the piano in Xia Ziyan's hand, the heavenly maiden dances with bare jade feet, and the volley flies down from the nine clouds, and there are also cranes crying softly, and the unicorn steps on the Rui frolicking......

This scene is like seeing a fairyland, which makes people have an epiphany immediately, and the realm unconsciously rises one after another until they truly become immortals.

Then invite the woman who strokes the piano in front of her to step on the fairy palace and swim together, truly like a fairy couple!

But Mo Wunian also knew all this, but it was all an illusion, and he couldn't even afford to rise in his heart.

also looked at the illusory fairyland in front of him, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he was still in the alley, not even moving.

"If it's all right, I'll go. ”

She was also stroking the piano in her interest, but the abrupt, watery voice sounded, but it was Mo Wunian who spoke.

She was a little surprised, and there was a real look of surprise on her face, and she clearly saw that he had entered her spell.

But what he had in his eyes was still that calm indifference.

Also thinking of the nature of her spell, she thought to herself, could it be that the man in black opposite was really hard-hearted, or was he too ruthless to seek the Tao?

Her cultivation of "Red Dust into a Dream" is to enter the Tao with love, and then to become the Dao with ruthlessness, and as long as people in the world are affectionate, they will also enter her Dao, and they will fall into her magic and cannot get out.

After thinking about it and thinking about it, she couldn't figure it out, her face put away her previous banter, and said with a little seriousness and doubt: "Is there really a ruthless person in the world?"

"It's not that it's ruthless, it's that I'm tired of something...... Some things become obsessions. The eighth-order Lingtai qualification, and cultivating such a path, you are also a superior disciple in Wangxian Palace. But just this time she was tempting herself, Mo Wunian also remembered which sect would practice such a technique.

Wangxian Palace, one of the six sects of the three states in the middle of the abyss...... Only those sober and desireless women would cultivate such a seemingly affectionate, but in fact ruthless path.

This kind of way, he can't say that he likes it, but he definitely can't say that he likes it, and it is also calculated that there is a mountain master in their Nine Realms Mountain who is from Wangxian Palace, but this origin is a scandal in the eyes of the people of Wangxian Palace.

Because the mountain lord couldn't help but fail to cultivate the ruthless way, and also eloped with a man and gave birth to a girl...... In the thousands of years that followed, the Nine Realms Mountain and the Wangxian Sect had never been in such contacts.

After thinking about the old past for a while, he suddenly raised his momentum and walked slowly to the front, looking at the light steps, but every step he took seemed to collapse, and the environment in front of him began to collapse.

Until everything in front of me returns to the real - the misty mountain road.

But I also saw a group of people who were mad, or crying, or laughing, or hurting, or angry......

Except for Mo Wunian, everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful dreams compiled by Xia Ziyan.

But it was also after Mo Wunian woke up, and then it was the ape demon Old Yuan who also woke up, his eyes flashed with a little wisdom, no joy or sorrow, and said to Mo Wunian with a smile: "It's just some love and love...... Old decay just wants to go home now. ”。

His obsession with home is greater than everything, and naturally, Xia Ziyan's magic can't affect him.

Mo Wunian looked at him and said thoughtfully: "This journey, I will escort you down." ”。

After hearing this, Lao Yuan saluted him slightly with a smile on his face.

"You...... How did you know about Wangxian Palace?" Xia Ziyan looked more and more surprised, and quickly thought about which other disciples of the major sects were cultivating outside, but after looking at Mo Wunian, she was also sure that she had never seen him at all.

Mo Wunian didn't answer her, seeing that she didn't show murderous intent to people, she just used the magic she practiced to trick people out of curiosity, and she didn't want to entangle with her too much, so she patted Gongzi surnamed Li and Xiaohu and motioned for them to hurry on.

The son surnamed Li seemed to be still immersed in a dream and couldn't extricate himself, looking at the sword in his hand, he looked at Xiaohu in a daze for a while, but he couldn't even remember the fact that he had just discovered that Mo Wunian was an immortal.

"Who are you, stop!" Xia Ziyan stopped in front of him again.

He stretched out a finger and pointed forward gently, and immediately the road under his feet flowed like a flowing river, sending Xia Ziyan directly to the bottom of the mountain.

He has now reached the realm of Yin Void, his form moves at will, and with his deep understanding of the Dao, anything he does can be regarded as changing the heavens and the earth.