Rui Shimi really wanted to find an opportunity to squeeze into the private room to talk to Mingyue Zhenren, Tian Xianshi, Mo Zhenren and Dean Zhou, but in the end she stayed outside. Even if those who can cultivate and succeed may not be thorough and wise, they certainly do not have foolish people. Her fiery desire to stay in the safety of Kwai Ying City was no worse than Zhang Meng's, and she had already calculated the gains and losses a few times, seeing that it was useless to talk too much today, and finally relied on her disciples to make a way out for herself.

"What's more," she thought indignantly, "Mo Zhenren favors He Yun'er's two disciples, and he has already developed a prejudice against me. Hate Mingyue Zhenren has also ignored my private requests several times, he came to distribute the elixir this time, everyone has a share, most of the immortal masters have two or three, but I only have one. They also pretended to be fair, saying that this was based on the different physique and cultivation of the immortal masters, and the elixirs distributed were also different. The partiality is that even the blind can see it!"

If Mingyue Zhenren could hear her heart, it was estimated that the fat all over her body would cry out together. Mo Zhenren was because he had been guarding Kwai Ying Town for a long time and knew the situation of the immortal masters well, and he was afraid that Rui Shimi would take the wrong path, so he did not hesitate to half-pick out his identity and give her a warning. But for Mingyue, except for a few old acquaintances such as Dean Zhou, the immortal masters are almost the same in his eyes. He looked at the monks who were heartbroken and had forgotten the past, and he had to measure what he said and did, and he had to give them some hints slowly, but not too quickly. After such a busy work, she naturally has no intention of coping with Rui Shimi's request to see her alone.

Speaking of which, Rui Shimi is the only immortal master who has not participated in the Battle of Kwai Ying City sixty years ago, and her Dao heart has only been damaged in the past twenty years, and the degree is not serious. It was only because her family teacher had no time to take care of her that Fei Ruosi sent her to Kwai Ying Immortal Courtyard to recuperate. It was even more difficult to grasp her special case, and several real people only prepared medicine for her after consideration, but it was misinterpreted like this in the blink of an eye.

Rui Shimi specially won an independent compartment for Guo Yang to rest, although this room is not big, fortunately there is a window facing the outside. With the eyesight of the disciples of the Immortal Academy, they can clearly see the bustle outside.

When she walked into the room, Guo Yang was nervously pacing inside, not in the slightest mood to look at the floats.

Rui Shimi herself was also worried, her face did not show any clues, and she said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, the real people from Xianshan and Dean Zhou are watching from above, today is your great opportunity, you must perform well to earn a peaceful and prosperous future for yourself." ”

Before Guo Yang could answer, suddenly a golden meteor outside the window crossed the sky, and the light reflected the window frame. When I turned my head to look again, I found that the stars and moon that were originally hanging high had disappeared at any time, and many bright colored lines suddenly appeared in the night sky as thick as a curtain, and they flowed happily all over the sky like a golden snake dance, and suddenly disappeared at the same time after the light was in full bloom.

Everyone didn't have enough of this strange beauty, and they couldn't help but regret it in unison. Suddenly, some tiny points of light slowly appeared in the sky, and the stars twinkled slightly. One of the stars quickly grew larger, and a brilliant peony slowly emerged in the changing color and shadow, occupying half of the sky. This peony stretches out the double stamens and stacks the petals, the sandalwood in the flower is all delicate and vivid, even the dew on the petals is faintly visible, and the flowers between the mustaches are from the budding state to the blooming posture, it is really a famous flower pouring the country, red and fragrant.

At this time, everything was quiet, and everyone held their breath and stared at the earth. However, the peony that was full of fangrui only stayed in the air for a few breaths, and then quickly shrank to the corner of the canopy. At this time, another star flashed and became larger, but this time it was a green plum with sparse shadows. Some people woke up and were amazed that the immortal masters were so generous that they were actually using this night as paper to make a picture of a hundred flowers.

With the melodious and tactful bursts of fairy music sounded, I saw the green peach in the clouds, the red apricot on the sun, the begonia was very bright, and the hibiscus was clear and sorrowful. The crowd is full of beauty. Until finally the flowers disappeared together, and the sky was full of colorful flowers like rain, and at this time, there were really small petal-like points of light slowly falling down in mid-air. Everyone looked up at the sky in fascination, raising their hands to catch the last splendid beauty.

Mo Zhenren, who was standing upstairs in the wind, tapped the railing, slightly confused. He raised his glass to the crowd downstairs who were still immersed in the afterglow, and the words still turned into a faint sigh on his lips, and then poured the wine into his mouth with his backhand.

Tian Xianshi walked up to him, and also raised his glass lightly to the crowd, and drank the tea in the cup without saying a word.

At this time, the door opened, and Mingyue Zhenren, who had just left the table, strode in, wiped her sweat and picked the most spacious seat to sit down, and shouted: "The little girls are so powerful now, how can we old guys mess up?"

Mo Zhenren was not melancholy for a moment, and said with interest: "Didn't you go to arrange this Tianmu Immortal Scene? Could it be that your two hands of illusion have been learned by a few girls?"

Mingyue sighed and said, "One or two are ghosts, and the things at the bottom of my box are about to be taken away by them." Lao Mo, let's talk about it, is it true that recuperating and recuperating for a single Jiazi has the miraculous effect of changing the world? How could a little Kwai Yingcheng give birth to such a special pair of little girls?"

Tian Xianshi has been running around outside the city all the year round, although he often hears the name of the genius of osmanthus flowers, but he is not familiar with them, and he interjected with great interest when he heard this: "What are you talking about, but osmanthus and longan? Dean Zhou has made that speech, he is now in high spirits, and it is estimated that it will take half an hour to finish the speech." Tell me what they just did to you. ”

Mingyue poured herself a cup of tea, shook her head and said, "What else, Xiao Osmanthus and Xiao Guiyuan asked me to help me use illusion to make this fun Tianmu map, I thought I was playing with children, so I didn't refuse." Who knew that the two of them were ghosts and ghosts, and they actually took the opportunity to steal my Illusory Light Dafa this month. ”

Mo Zhenren snorted, "What kind of rare thing, your hand illusion is obviously very tight, it's rare for someone to love to learn, why don't you hurry up and teach them carefully?"

Mingyue snorted, "Even if you are a real person, if you come to learn my ordinary illusion technique, I think it will be much worse than osmanthus and longan." ”

He raised his head and drank the fragrant tea in his hand, threw the cup back on the table, and sighed with emotion, "How can Lao Tzu have the heart to paint so many flowers and plants, the illusion in front was performed by me, but in the back, they took over." ”

"Is this true?" Mo Zhenren and Tian Immortal Master exclaimed in unison, expressions of disbelief on their faces.

===== the author's words =====

I really can't break out for too long.,I feel like I'm a salted fish again.。。。 Today is a friendly chapter for liberal arts students, paying tribute to Daiyu Baochai. The wind and dew are sorrowful, don't complain about the east wind. The glamorous crown is beautiful, and Ren is ruthless and moving. - by the author who was beaten back to his original form