Chapter 61 The Beauty Under the Moon Comes... Roasted carving

What Han Qiu and Yan Wenbin were discussing in the room, Han Yuan didn't know at all. www.biquge.info In fact, he was not interested in inquiring into the gossip of the two teachers. As soon as he entered his own safe and comfortable room, the tiredness that had been suppressed by these days came like a tidal wave, and he was overwhelmed in an instant.

This sleep is a day and a night. So much so that Han Yuan opened his eyes dimly, and when he saw the dark blue night through the small window, he was still a little dazed, and he almost thought that he had just laid down.

It's not a big deal, though. The surviving disciples of this disaster have not yet finished searching, the black sun of the Black Sun Demon Soul Boat has also been extinguished, and the entire giant ship has fallen into a deep sleep, and the spirit stone lamp in the corridor is lit with a warm halo, giving people a sense of reassurance.

Han Yuan rubbed his eyes, changed into clean clothes, and walked out alone.

The inky blue night sky is vast and far away, like an endless ocean. On the distant canopy, a round jade plate hangs, spreading a soft silver veil like flowing water for this piece of heaven and earth. A piece of diamond-like stars was sprinkled to form a pale silver river, hidden behind the bright moon, shining in the night.

It is the fifteenth, and the moon is the most prosperous. Even the chaotic evil qi of the Dry Bone Plain could not stop the power of the moonlight of the Taiyin Star, and he had to give up the sky to the bright moon, leaking a shimmering broken jade. The shattered bones in the vicinity had long been cleaned by the disciples, revealing a flat and clean land, creating a quiet night scene rarely seen in this plain of dry bones.

Walking through such a wonderful night, Han Yuan looked up at the sky and couldn't help but ...... Hungry.

That's right, just hungry. Han Yuan touched his stomach, and he could almost hear the sound coming from inside. It's no wonder that he, Qi cultivators can't Bigu, these days they rely on Bigu Dan to sustain their lives, although they don't starve to death, but they can't eat enough. What's more, he had just slept for a day and a night, so it was strange that he was not hungry.

A graceful arc crossed the sky, and a bird shook its spirits, passed through the bright jade plate, and then fell straight and upright.

Han Yuan took two steps forward, satisfactorily carried his loot behind a boulder, and then went to the vicinity to carry a few leg bones of unknown demon beasts and build a bonfire stand. On such a wonderful moonlit night, if you change the literati and scholars in the secular world, you may be prospering, but what about him...... I'm sorry, he's a layman, and when he was in White Horse City, he didn't learn to recite poetry.

Of course, there was no firewood to burn in this place, so Han Yuan found some weeds and put them in, raised his hand to make a few runes, and cast a fireball technique. A small flame lit up from his fingertips, flickered slightly, and then went out again before the weed could ignite. Han Yuan frowned, and released two more fireballs, but unfortunately they could only spark a little, and they disappeared as soon as the wind blew.

Gold, wood, water and soil, the four spiritual roots, is that there is no fire. The disadvantage of the spiritual root is here, and it really can't be blamed for Han Yuan's lack of seriousness in cultivating spells, and he can't even send out this most basic first-order spell, which is really because he doesn't have a fire attribute. It's just that there is no fire at the moment, he doesn't even have a fire fruit fire fold in his hand, and he can't eat the prey, which is too miserable.

Han Yuan squatted in front of the bonfire stand with a sad face, and suddenly a firelight shot out in the distance, instantly burning the shelf red!

"Who is it?" Han Yuan stood up suddenly, the Frost Sacrifice Sword already in his hand, and turned to look at it with a wary expression. The indescribable consternation in his heart, being able to come to him so silently and cast spells without him realizing it, this is at least a foundation building period.

From the other side of the boulder, a young girl slowly stepped out. The moment he saw her, Han Yuan couldn't help but lose his mind.

A long aqua blue dress draped in an ink-colored cape, elegant and pure, like a blue lotus blooming faintly in the night, pacing and coming. The aqua blue skirt corners are stained with moonlight and starlight, and they are elegant and dusty. She pursed her lips without saying a word, and she had already tarnished the heavens and the earth, making the bright moon and stars a foil, only the elegant and exquisite face bloomed quietly under the moonlight.

Even Han Yuan was intoxicated by such beauty, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he saluted with some embarrassment: "I've seen Senior Sister Shu Ran!"

"Junior brother doesn't have to be polite. Shu Ran responded, and a pair of bright eyes crossed over the bird on the ground that was shot down by Han Yuan with a smile, and then landed on Han Yuan's face: "I just came to see who was so bold to beat the Night Feather Cloud Eagle that I sent a message to the elders."

Han Yuan chuckled in his heart, he looked down, and sure enough, he found that the unlucky Night Feather Cloud Eagle still had unfinished spiritual power fluctuations, and a small jade tube was tied to its claws. He looked up a little embarrassed, not knowing what to say.

Who would have thought that Shu Ran, the dignified fairy of Xuanyun, would not need to transmit the sound and seal, but would use the method of a mortal carrier pigeon to call the spirit pet to transmit the message? He didn't care about a demon beast with three layers of qi training, so he easily beat it down and added a meal, but he just bumped into this matter. This kind of thing, whether it's big or small, if Shu Ran wants to punish him, he really has nothing to say.

However, Han Yuan didn't feel worried. With Shu Ran's strength and status, if she wants to trouble herself, she still needs to come out in person? Moreover, judging from the previous experience of contact with Shu Ran, this noble Xuanyou Fairy is not a ruthless witch, at least she is very tolerant of the disciples of her own sect.

Sure enough, Shu Ran didn't get angry, but showed a shallow smile: "What, you want to bake and eat?"

"Uh, yes. Han Yuan was a little embarrassed, but still nodded and admitted: "I really don't know if it's my senior sister's carving ......."

"It's all beaten, let's eat. Shu Ran didn't expect him to be so honest, he glanced at him speechlessly, and then summoned another bird, took off the jade tube and let the bird take it away, and explained to him: "The evil qi here is too chaotic, and the transmission notes are sometimes good and sometimes bad, so it is still convenient to use demon pets." ”

Han Yuan remembered the noisy transmission note in Han Ying's hand before, and suddenly realized. The high-level transmission note is not affected by the evil qi, but the price is expensive, and it is not a big deal at the moment, so it is naturally more cost-effective to ask the demon beast to bring the letter. Look at what Shu Ran means, is it really for him to eat?

He just shook his mind like this, and when he looked at it again, Shu Ran had already stripped off the feathers of the night feather cloud eagle, and even found a silver skewer out of nowhere and threaded it on a string.

Han Yuan was dumbfounded!

Seeing Han Yuan's frightened expression, Shu Ran smiled instead, found a comfortable seat to sit down, and roasted the unlucky cloud eagle on the fire, while nodding at him: "Sit down." Your spells are not well cultivated, and you can't even release a first-order fireball. ”

If it was replaced by other foundation building monks, with Han Yuan's character, he would never say a word. However, for some reason, this sentence came from Shu Ran's mouth, and he couldn't help but refute himself: "Because the disciple doesn't have a fire spirit root...... It's still the spiritual root that my sister measured for me. ”

When Shu Ran heard this, he sighed softly and couldn't help but look up at him.

After living a rare and comfortable life in Xuanyou Sect for three months, it is the age of growing his body, and now Han Yuan is no longer the thin boy he used to be. His appearance gradually grew, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his silhouette was handsome, and there was more masculinity in his original beauty, and he had the handsome appearance of a young man. The originally thin body has also become tall, and the ordinary gray robe outlines a sturdy body, which is a little taller than Shu Ran.

Although Han Yuan has changed a lot, but how accurate the memory of the cultivator is, Shu Ran remembered it when he saw it, and his eyes couldn't help but shine, and he smiled: "Your name is ...... Han Yuan? It's already a complete Qi practice, and I almost don't recognize you. ”

This sentence is actually purely polite, with Shu Ran's identity, how could he specifically remember an outer disciple? It was just a greeting from the senior sister of the sect to the junior brother, but Han Yuan unconsciously straightened his back, feeling a little proud.

When Shu Ran said this, he didn't say more. After all, she has an extraordinary identity, and she is a monk in the foundation building period, and she has nothing to say to Han Yuan. As for Han Yuan, he is not a person of many words. The two men divided the bird tacitly, and one sat on one side, neither of them spoke, but each bowed his head and began to eat.

The flame roasts the bird's meat with oil, and the rich meat/aroma wafts out. Han Yuan saw Shu Ran on the opposite side take out a handful of spiritual grass with spices and vegetables from the storage ring and sprinkle it evenly on the barbecue, and a white jade gourd took the moonlight with its mouth facing the sky, and then poured out the pale silver elixir. He looked down at the dry roast in his hand, and the impact on his heart was beyond words.

The dignified and elegant Xuanyou Fairy in the world's impression turned out to be such an image in private, if other disciples knew about it, I am afraid that they would stare out their eyes.

In fact, Shu Ran didn't think about it that much. The disciples of the Demon Sect have always been casual and wanton, uninhibited, her nature is like this, and in front of her fellow disciples, naturally there is nothing to hide. It's just that Shu Ran's status is extraordinary, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to even see her, let alone have any private interactions. If the other disciples knew that Han Yuan could sit with Shu Ran and chat about barbecue, the people who wanted to chase him would probably be able to line up from the bottom of Chaoyun Peak to the top of the mountain.

The two of them finished eating quietly. The fire in front of him had not been extinguished, and Shu Ran's white jade-like face was faintly red, as if there was a kind of light and beauty. She stood up and bathed in the bright but soft moonlight, like a beautiful spring under the moon, extremely clear and deep, and the whole person's temperament instantly became elegant and noble, which was different from the appearance of sitting on the ground casually just now.

At this moment, Shu Ran is the usual elegant, dignified and untouchable Xuanyu fairy. Han Yuan was in a trance for a while, came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up: "Send Senior Sister." ”

Shu Ran's black glass-like eyes fell on Han Yuan for a while before he pursed his lips and smiled: "Senior brother is polite." After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Han Yuan, and the water-blue skirt rippled lightly, and disappeared from Han Yuan's field of vision in an instant.

Han Yuan watched her leave, suddenly a little stunned, and for a moment his thoughts turned around, and he didn't seem to think about anything, so he turned around and went back to the boat.