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White Lotus said with a smile: "It's good if you like it." ”

This is the second time they have met, but they are familiar like friends who have known each other for many years, this is certainly not love, nor is it love, but there is indeed a precious emotion between the two. In addition to love, family affection, and friendship, there is indeed an intimate emotion between people, like two stars looking at each other, or birds and fish.

Shen Lian accepted the words, left Qingxia Temple, and walked lightly on the stone steps, near the stone steps behind him, the white lotus looked at him quietly, until he could no longer see it.

The maidservant girl was curious: "Girl, is the true love between you in the world?" Although she is the maid of the White Lotus, she is not a person, but a snake of Qingxia Mountain, who was lit by the White Lotus and incarnated as an adult.

White Lotus said: "If you want to know, you can go to the world for a walk." ”

The servant girl was a little yearning, but she still said: "The servant is not going, the servant will stay and serve you." ”

The white lotus smiled silently, and the mist in the mountains gradually thickened, covering the figures of the master and servant.

Shen Lian didn't deliberately hide his traces, so Ye Motian discovered him.

"Who are you?"

Shen Lian paused, and looked at this black-faced man with his hands behind his back, his figure was both majestic and indescribably perfect, and Zhong Tieyi's physique was compared to it, like a firefly compared to Haoyue. Such a perfect body is enough to destroy most things in the world. In the face of such a person's questioning, even a monk who is still successful will have his heart fluctuate.

And Ye Motian only saw Shen Lian's calm eyes, as if the breeze couldn't blow half a ripple. He had seen similar looks, and it came from his transformation into the sky. How can a person in the world be similar to him, it can only show that this person is by no means ordinary.

Ye Motian was surprised, but he was not afraid, because there were not many people worthy of his fear, and he would meet them casually. It's just that this time he was surprised, and Shen Lian calmly replied with a very arrogant sentence, "I'm someone you can't afford to mess with." ”

He read in that calm look the contempt, the indifference, which provoked the anger in his heart. Night Motian has never been so despised in this way, and this man should pay the price. So Ye Motian didn't say a word, just punched out. A simple punch was a re-explosion after compressing the extremely terrifying power to the extreme, and concentrated towards Shen Lian.

Not only was the punch fast, but there was no excess power to escape, not even the surrounding wind and grass, and even the ants under his feet were still carrying things leisurely, and with the sensitivity of these humble beings, they could not perceive that the incomparably terrible destructive power was being produced at a very close distance.

It's just that Ye Motian's punch against Taiyue failed to hit Shen Lian's vital point, but was stopped by an index finger. There is of course no difference between a clever immortal who meets the enemy with one finger and one punch and a kick, and can burst out with earth-shattering power when he raises his hands and feet. Of course, it was not the same powerful force that Ye Motian encountered to confront him, but that finger was like a formless and massless black hole, absorbing all his attack power in an instant, leaving him in an emptiness that he had never seen before. He didn't fall into this emptiness for long, for soon his familiar power appeared, turning around at an incredible speed, like a dry lake that was suddenly hit by a torrential rain and flash flood that was rare in a century, and in an instant washed away the levees and the lakebed.

The Giant Spirit Xuangong and Taiyue True Form Technique he cultivated were so fragile at this moment. There is such a powerful figure in the world, this is his subconscious thought. And before you know it, the night Motian is half-kneeling on the ground, and a crack appears in the earth, gushing out luscious groundwater, and the foot of Qingxia Mountain will definitely be more lush and full of life in the coming year.

It took a long, long night for the man to straighten up, but he couldn't see where the man had gone.

But in his consciousness, he was deeply imprinted with fear, and from now on, if he saw that person again, it would be difficult for him to raise the will to fight.

He finally tasted complete defeat and surrendered from the depths of his soul. Even the strange and deceitful man turned into a free man, and he did not make him so depressed.

Ye Motian suddenly had such a thought in his heart, that is, 'he' is the strong man who is really worthy of his follow, and this thought was born so strong and irrepressible.

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In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first month, this day was the Lantern Festival, Gu Weiwei and the others all went to the city to watch the lanterns, and even Juexin went, and Shen Lian stayed in the restaurant.

The reason why he didn't go was because he wasn't interested, and because there were guests today.

The empty restaurant only lit a lamp, and in the dim light, Shen Lian tasted tea alone, and in the night of thousands of lights, he enjoyed being alone.

Until the door was pushed open, the wind came in, shattering the rare tranquility. There was a guest outside the door, and at the same time there was a miserable rain. He looked to be in his early thirties, wrapped in a blue scarf around his head, and his eyes were like ink spots, which would have been unforgettable at first sight if he appeared in the crowd. It's not because he's handsome, but because he has a special temperament.

It should be described in this way, that is, a person has a complete grasp of everything about himself, clearly perceives everything about himself, and does not be afraid or afraid.

Taoism talks about nature, and Buddhism talks about truth, that's what it means.

Shen Lian prefers to communicate with this kind of person than with mortals, probably because of sympathy.

"My name is Gu Changsheng, and I know that you are Shen Lian, the shopkeeper here. "Come humane.

Shen Lian said: "I know you didn't come here to drink, but since you came to the restaurant, it doesn't hurt to drink by the way." While speaking, there was a small stove in front of Shen Lian's table, on which fine wine was steamed.

Gu Changsheng frowned and said, "I never drink. He glanced at Shen Lian again and said, "Cultivators shouldn't drink. ”

Shen Lian said, "Do you have a precept that you are not allowed to drink alcohol when you are practicing?"

Gu Changsheng nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Shen Lian said with a smile: "I didn't have this precept when I practiced, and since I set the precept, it will naturally be broken, since you are here, what's the harm in drinking a little wine, if you are afraid that I will let you settle the bill, you can take it to heart, I invite you to drink." ”

For the first time, Gu Changsheng felt that he couldn't grasp the initiative in dealing with one thing, not because of how demagogic Shen Lian's rhetoric was, but because the kind of heartfelt desire that Shen Lian displayed when he raised his hands and feet was exactly the realm that he was committed to pursuing but had not reached for the time being.

Not to mention that he didn't reach it, even his own master Yin Xianjun couldn't be as free as the other party.

(To be continued.) )