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One of the disciples, Edgeworth, flew out of the door and shouted at the three people outside the door, "It's going to rain, go back!"

An Zhiming didn't make a sound, Wang Wei glanced at him and said to the disciple, "Thank you, but we will wait." ”

"Whatever you want. The disciple pursed his lips, he was really brainless, and he even ran to remind them of it.

Lightning pierced the night, thunder rolled through the sky, Wang Wei looked up at the sky, quite worried in his heart. Unlike the alliance leader's rapid progress in the past seven years, he and Brother An have basically not practiced in these years, and they are all trying to develop the Scattered Cultivation Alliance. He has been running around all year round, and his body is stronger. But Brother An has been dealing with official business on the bookcase day and night, and his body and bones have long been not as good as they were back then, and if he gets drenched in the rain again, won't he get sick?

Thinking of the scene where Brother An was bedridden and coughing violently, Wang Wei was ruthless and said in a low voice: "Big brother, it looks like it's going to rain heavily this day, why don't you and Xiao Wang go back first, I'll wait here, and when the alliance leader comes out, we'll go to see you together." ”

An Zhiming said expressionlessly: "Is this an attitude towards the alliance leader?"

Wang Wei's face changed, his heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, he lowered his head and said, "My subordinates know their mistakes, and there will never be a next time." ”

An Zhiming quietly looked at Fengtian City, and lightning appeared in his pupils, disappearing in the darkness.

This thunderstorm is coming.

......

In the Ethereal Palace, Han Sheng stood in front of the head of Ming Yuan, and he didn't know why.

After he got the mustard seed bag, the four heads of the house bid farewell to the gourd Taoist and walked into the main hall. After a short parting speech, the Xianmen disciples left one after another and returned to their own sect. As for Kongtong, which is located in the Northern Wilderness and across the state from Shushan, due to the long distance, it has to temporarily stay in Fengtian City to practice and play.

The disciples of Shushan also returned to their respective peaks, and the gains and losses of this competition were also of great help to their cultivation.

However, Han Sheng had just taken a step and was about to wait under the Ethereal Peak when the head of Ming Yuan suddenly walked over and took him to teleport to the Ethereal Palace in front of the other three masters.

Han Sheng couldn't understand: This is Shushan, you are the head of Emei, in front of the other heads, you directly bring yourself to the Ethereal Palace, it is too strong. And it's easy to make a bad impression on Kunlun Kongtong, what does Mingyuan want to do?

The head of Mingyuan reclined on the jade chair, and his snow-white skin was more and more reflected, like ice and snow. She stared at Han Sheng quietly, and suddenly said, "Qingyun, that is, your master, how did he usually teach you?"

Han Sheng's heart was shocked, yes, the head of Qingsong said that he would come to Emei to ask about the cultivation of the ethereal body!

Han Sheng respectfully saluted: "Master let me read the book for three years, and after understanding the books of the bamboo building, I began to practice the method of refining the body, and it has been four years now. ”

"You've only been cultivating for four years?" Ming Yuan didn't seem to believe it.

Han Sheng shook his head: "I have also cultivated before, but the aura dissipates when it enters the body, and then I have to meet a master, so I can continue to practice, and it has been seven years." ”

Ming Yuan was still a little skeptical: "Seven years?" She looked at Han Sheng's indifferent expression and laughed softly: "I'm sorry, I just remembered an old man." She began to practice at the age of one, gathered the resources of the entire sect, and practiced for thirteen years before condensing the golden pill. It's really a talented person, and you are more powerful than her. ”

After being speechless for a long time, Han Sheng couldn't help but break the silence and asked, "Is it Lang Xuan?"

Ming Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled faintly: "He told you? That's right, it's Lang Xuan, the little junior sister of Emei Mountain." ”

Han Sheng said: "I heard Master say that Lang Xuan is also an ethereal body, and then he ......" He hesitated for a moment and said: "Later, I was infected by demonic qi and went to the demon world, I don't know how it is now." ”

Ming Yuan said softly: "Demonic qi, once it is dyed, you can't go back." You ethereal bodies are blessed with unique cultivation skills, but when it comes to immortal qi and demonic energy, you have no ability to resist. Qingyun is right to let you refine your body, if one day you are trapped in a place where there is no aura, only the physical body can maintain your own safety. ”

Falling into silence again, Han Sheng had no choice but to ask again: "I remember that Master said that the ethereal body is equal to waste before the golden pill, and I can only save a few drops of mana every time I cultivate, which is really useless." Not long ago, I went down the mountain to experience and suddenly became a pill, and I can control the aura and mana, but the head of Qingsong said that I am not a golden pill, do you know what is going on?"

Ming Yuan glanced at Han Sheng and said, "What you condensed is Jin Dan, otherwise it will be scattered early in the morning." It's just that it's not enough to have a golden pill, a golden pill without a great avenue is an empty shell, haven't you found your own way yet?"

Han Sheng smiled bitterly, and Ming Yuan became a little interested, and asked, "Don't you have particularly strong desires, such as protection, friendship, strength, avenue, and so on." ”

Han Sheng sighed and said, "There are all of them, but I can't tell which one is what I really want." ”

Mingyuan smiled: "That's only left to time to judge, and you will understand after a long time." ”

Han Sheng struggled, "I want to know how the ethereal body is cultivated, step by step or self-created exercises, because I rarely see information about the ethereal body. ”

Ming Yuan smiled faintly and said: "For the ethereal body, the exercises are just the key, and when they form a golden pill, they will naturally begin to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth." So you don't have to care how you practice, when you form a golden pill, everything will be unfolded in front of you. ”

"Thank you for your guidance. Han Sheng saluted respectfully and said, "There is no problem with the disciple. ”

Ming Yuan supported his jaw with his left hand, looked at Han Sheng quietly, and suddenly asked, "How do you plan to compensate Liuya?"

Han Sheng was stunned, and Ming Yuan smiled slightly: "You embarrassed Liuya, let her wash her face with tears, and now she refuses to go out of the Mingfeng Gate, I won't look for you to find anyone." ”

Han Sheng suddenly felt powerless, and lamented: "The disciple really doesn't know what to do, so he asks the master for advice." ”

The corners of Mingyuan's mouth hooked slightly, and he said lightly: "Liuya is my second apprentice, demure and docile, breaking through Yuanying in one hundred and twenty years, even if it can't be compared with those top geniuses, it is also outstanding in Emei." I think you're a good person, and I discussed it with Qing Song when I was at Mixed Yuan Peak, and he agreed......"

"Master Mingyuan!" Han Sheng had to interrupt Mingyuan's words and said, "The disciple is dedicated to the Dao and just wants to soar to become an immortal, I'm really sorry." ”

"Become an immortal?" Ming Yuan frowned and asked, "Dao Xuan, are you sure you want to become an immortal? Once you leave the Immortal Cultivation Realm, you will never come back!"

Han Sheng didn't believe it, wasn't that red-robed immortal a good man who had been playing in the mortal world for tens of thousands of years?

Of course, he couldn't say this to Ming Yuan, he just bowed his head and said: "From the moment of apprenticeship, the disciple swore that he must become an immortal. ”

Ming Yuan looked at him deeply and said, "Since this is the case, then you can only wronged Ya'er." Sign a marriage contract first, and as for how long you can stay with her in the future, it all depends on creation. ”

Han Sheng was shocked: "Didn't I say that I was dedicated to the Dao?!"

The corners of Mingyuan's mouth were slightly hooked, and with a sarcastic smile, he said: "This is set by the master, and when Qingyun comes back, I will hold a wedding for you." ”

How is it possible? Han Sheng's mind was in turmoil, and countless distracting thoughts were rolling. A flash of spiritual light flashed, his whole body stiffened, and he muttered: "Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, engagement, vertical and horizontal!"

Ming Yuan said lightly: "What did you guess?"

Han Sheng's face turned pale, staring at Ming Yuan above and said, "Is Feng Kite already engaged to Kongtong?"

Ming Yuan was silent, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually expanded, and finally the crisp applause echoed in the Ethereal Palace.

"Clever, but some words are better in a rotten stomach, beware of being smart but being mistaken by cleverness. ”

Han Sheng didn't answer, the two changes of the clothes and accessories of the wind kite, from clear and dusty to gorgeous and feminine; the evaluation of the four heads of the main hall of the wind kite; the performance of Kunlun and Kongtong in this competition; the marriage contract made by the two heads of the two masters when he defeated Emei; the words analyzed by the elders of Chiang Rai in the ethereal palace; those scenes and pictures passed in front of him, forming a cruel reality.

Shushan intends to form an alliance with Kunlun, which can be seen from the plain clothes of the wind kite. As a trading chip, the wind kite must impress the sect that Shushan hopes to ally with for the first time, and Kunlun has always liked to be elegant and dusty. But Kunlun's performance was too eye-catching, and in addition to Chen Shu, a more rebellious Jiang Lin appeared, forcing Shushan to the side of Emei and Kongtong at once. After all, if the allies are too strong, there is a greater possibility of becoming cannon fodder.

Among them, Nalan Jia, the representative of Emei, was driven crazy by Han Sheng and lost his qualification to propose marriage, and Shushan naturally turned his attention to Kongtong. Kongtong is remote and desolate, and everyone is full of wildness, so there is a kind of fascination and admiration for the nobility and beauty of China. That's why the kite will change his clothes and use elegant and decent manners to show goodwill to Kongtong.

Even if he defeats the genius of the Immortal Gate and wins the championship, what if Han Sheng is sad, even if he gets that wish, the wind kite is already engaged. It is impossible for Shushan to abolish the marriage contract with Kongtong because of the empty promises made. Everyone racked their brains and cultivated desperately, and there were even fools who wanted to risk turning into wastes and forcibly break through in battle. Unexpectedly, everything was doomed, and all efforts to resist were useless.

Feng Kite married Kongtong Feng Xuanyi, and then married Emei Liuya. Under the threat of Kunlun, Shushan has two more allies, and even the reasons are irrefutable, which is really wonderful.

Han Sheng suddenly felt very tired, and all the power he had gained from answering questions and solving doubts had dissipated without a trace. He looked at Ming Yuan, who was high above, and said tiredly: "The disciple is tired, retire." ”

He even forgot to salute and slowly walked out of the palace gate with his head down. Ming Yuan didn't speak, she looked at Han Sheng's originally straight spine and smiled bitterly.

The scenery of the Ethereal Peak was still bleak, the lightning and thunder were roaring outside, and it was pouring rain, Han Sheng's eyes were blank, and he walked down the mountain. On the way, he seemed to hear the cry of the wind kite when he was choosing the sword: "I don't want other sects to go!" I don't want to be ignored and suspected alone, my mother is accompanied by my uncle, and I am still crazy, I will die alone!"

"I'm sorry......" Han Sheng muttered to himself: "I'm sorry ......"

Chiang Rai elders stand on the treetops and look at Mukden like statues. Han Sheng, who had lost his soul, walked under his feet and did not notice anything unusual on it. It wasn't until Han Sheng walked away that he moved slightly, took out a wooden comb from his cuffs, gently stroked those wooden teeth, and tears rolled down: "Sister, forgive me, please forgive me." ”

This indifferent and powerful Shushan elder cried like a child at this moment.

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Han Sheng didn't know when he descended the mountain, and when he walked towards Guantian Peak in a daze, a disciple with a face was waiting anxiously outside the formation.

The moment he saw Han Sheng, the disciple said in surprise: "Dao Xuan, you're back! It's raining so hard outside Shu Mountain, if you don't go out, those fools will be drenched to death!"

Before he could react, the disciple grabbed Han Sheng's left hand resolutely, and the sword flew high: "Don't say anything, as long as you know each other, you will understand when you meet." ”

Outside the gate of Shushan, lightning and thunder roared, torrential rain poured, and three people sat motionless in the rain.

Han Sheng stared at the black-clothed young man in the middle, the figure overlapped with someone in his memory, and he asked in disbelief, "Xiao An?"

The young man in black looked back, his wet hair sticking to his ears, and water droplets slid down his pale cheeks. His eyes were red, his whole body trembled, and he bowed down and saluted: "My subordinates know their fate, meet the alliance leader!"