Zheng Wan opened his eyes.
The dim sun passed through the screen window and fell on the table in front of the couch, leaving an afterimage on the ground.
There was no one in the room, and Cui Wang was not there, and the sound of Awan's wooden legs falling to the ground kept echoing in his ears.
She was a little thirsty, so she reached out to touch the teacup on the table and took a sip, the water was still warm.
When the teacup was returned, the cuffs of the white tunic slipped over the water stains on the table. Zheng Wan was stunned for a moment, only to realize that at some point, she had changed into a men's tunic, which was loose and plain white. The front is fastened meticulously.
It must have been put on by Cui Wang.
"You are awake."
Grandma Ember said something.
"What time is it?"
"At three o'clock in the unitary hour, you have been asleep for a whole day."
It was rare for Zheng Wan to be stunned for a while, so she sank her soul consciousness into her dantian to check.
Seeing this, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, after a night of torment, the tiny spots on Yuangen were only missing a small fingernail.
"Grandma, it doesn't look like much."
"Try running Yuanli."
Zheng Wan sat up as she said, and began to run the "Mo Xu Jing".
This operation immediately noticed the difference.
The ice element power around her became more active. They were like a charging army. They circulated in the body for a week according to her command. In just one night, the 22nd and 23rd orifices, which had not moved before, unexpectedly They are all full.
The connection between her and Bing Yuanli seems to be getting closer. To use a metaphor, if you say that you were a good friend in the past, you probably need to add the word "good" now.
"This is the role of Yuangen."
"That is to say... this primordial root aptitude can actually be improved? If I find a large living black ice flame in the future and refine it, the primordial root will be promoted to immortal rank?"
"Little girl, at a young age, she is quite good at dreaming."
Grandma Jin sneered, "It's a blessing for you to get the essence of Ruishui."
"If you want to elevate this celestial root to the immortal level, how can just one mysterious ice flame be enough? You also need a Tongtian Pill, five Nine-Turn Spirit Returning Grass, let's not say that this Tongtian Pill is a ninth-level elixir, it is very If the alchemy sect can't be refined, it's the Nine-Turn Returning Spirit Grass, which was born in the void and guarded by void beasts, even if a Void Returning cultivator enters, there will be ten deaths and no life."
"... nothingness?"
Zheng Wan heard the name familiar, but couldn't think of it in her mind.
After thinking about it for a while, pieces of gold bricks started lining up and smashing into her sea of consciousness again, causing stares to stare in her eyes, holding her head in daze, and it took a while to turn around.
After getting up and staying on the bed, drinking a cup of tea to calm herself down, Zheng Wan walked to the dressing table and sat down.
The mirrors in the Xuancang Realm are much clearer than the gilded bronze mirrors in the Mortal Realm, and can illuminate people in every detail.
At this time, a young woman was reflected in the mirror, with the appearance of Xue Sheng Huaying, but her face was slightly pale, but she looked a little bit cute, Zheng Wan smiled at the mirror, and the person in the mirror smiled at her too.
Cultivating the Tao comes from suffering, and from boredom, the benefits are real.
Zheng Wan thought happily.
"Grandma didn't lie to you, did she?" Granny Jin said, "This "Mo Xu Jing" is to forge people's foundation to the best."
"What does this mean?"
Zheng Wan didn't understand.
"People are born with a definite number, and their bones and skins are already engraved, but the "Mo Xu Jing" can develop the bones and skins to the extreme within the scope of this definite engraving."
Zheng Wan understands:
"That is to say, although it is impossible to cultivate Danfengyan into peach blossom eyes, it can become the most beautiful Danfengyan."
"... almost," Granny Jin said, "If you have cultivated the Mahayana in the Moxu Sutra, then you will truly have ice and snow as gods and jade as bones."
Zheng Wan's interest in "Mo Xu Jing" suddenly rose to the highest level. She sat in front of the mirror and began to take care of the three thousand threads of worry hanging behind her head.
What Cui Wang saw when he entered the door was this scene, a woman with plain clothes and black hair, holding an ivory comb with her fingertips, combing her hair one by one.
"Cui Wang, you're back."
Zheng Wan turned her head, her eyes suddenly bent into two crescent moons.
"Well."
Cui Wang nodded, but saw her waving at him, "Come and help me comb my hair."
Zheng Wan confidently stuffed the comb into his hand:
"You mess up, you comb."
Cui Wang looked down at the long black hair, which was thick and plump. At this moment, it was softly scattered behind his head, and was blown by the wind, swaying, and swaying again.
"Won't."
he said.
The fluffy ivory comb in his hand had already passed through the woman's voluminous black hair.
Zheng Wan said with a smile:
"It's good to comb it smoothly."
Cui Wang lowered his eyes and carefully brushed her hair, again and again. When he lowered his eyes, the tails of his eyes looked extraordinarily narrow and long, and his eyelashes were like crow's feathers, exuding a kind of gorgeousness that was totally different from Leng Jun.
Zheng Wan admired it for a while, then heard him say:
"alright."
She touched her hair with satisfaction, and there was no barbs at all. Contrary to what the mortal world thought, for a monastic woman, when it was time to tie her hair, she would still tie it.
"Draw me another eyebrow."
Zheng Wan said with a smile.
"Won't."
Cui Wang put the comb back on the dressing table with a "slap", and before he moved, a catkin grabbed his wrist. Zheng Wan looked at the bronze mirror and grabbed him with a thin wrist, "Thrush .”
She pursed her lips and said unhappily, her cherry-like lips seemed to be stained with juice.
Cui Wang looked at his wrist that could be broken by raising his hand, and felt that he had spoiled her too much recently.
"The drawing is not good."
he said.
"It's okay," Zheng Wan said delicately, "I just like you to paint for me."
She raised her head, her eyebrows were naturally charming and coquettish, and she did not forget to take a black pen and hand it to him: "Draw quickly." I was so happy, I couldn't help but want to toss him.
"Hello."
Seeing Cui Wang's delay in moving, Zheng Wan curled her lips unhappily, "If you don't paint, you don't paint."
She wanted to get up, but was pressed against the stool by a force. Cui Wang held her shoulders, forcing her to stand up, and leaned over to draw her eyebrows with a thin black pen.
Zheng Wan looked up at him, the cold silk sleeves slid across her cheeks, causing a burst of numbness.
She shrank in subconsciously, but her head was shackled:
"do not move."
Zheng Wan didn't move.
She suddenly recalled the past, when he was in the mortal world, he drew her eyebrows, and speaking of it, the two of them pretended to worship.
"Cui Wang."
"kindness."
"Don't draw crookedly like last time."
"..."
Cui Wang gave a faint "huh", and took a long time to write, then turned her head back to the bronze mirror, motioning her to look.
Zheng Wan looked at the bronze mirror, and a pair of figures appeared in the bronze mirror.
Cui Wang stood behind her, with his hands on her shoulders, and his eyes, like lacquer, were looking at her in the mirror intently. At first glance, they looked like a loving couple.
Zheng Wan drew her attention to that pair of eyebrows, the eyebrows were like willows, and from the beginning to the end, she couldn't find a single fault.
"It's really well drawn."
She stroked her eyebrows in admiration, "Did you do it on purpose last time?"
"..."
Cui Wang ignored her, raised his hand to take a round box from the dowry, opened it, got a little on his fingertips, and gently lifted Zheng Wan's chin.
When the cold fingertips fell on her lips, Zheng Wan raised her head in astonishment:
"you… "
"What are you doing?" she asked hesitantly.
"do not move."
Cui Wang looked down, a little lip balm on her fingertips landed on her soft lips and rubbed gently.
She has a small face upturned, her skin is as white as snow, and her lips are dyed with a layer of gorgeous lip balm, like a plump and juicy pomegranate, which can release juice after one bite.
Cui Wang's throat moved, but she heard her pouting and complaining, opening and closing her mouth non-stop, a sense of annoyance rose up, he really wanted to use something to seal her mouth.
"Shut up."
Zheng Wan blinked:
"Cui Wang?"
What answered her was a deep kiss that almost touched her throat. Cui Wang sucked and kissed her for a long time, until he finished sucking all the sweet blubber between her lips, then raised his head:
"First grade."
"..."
Zheng Wan immediately understood.
Before he could answer, he was pushed onto the dressing table, and the man's jacket was pulled away with a light twitch, and the drapey material immediately leaked out, revealing a crystal clear and white body.
"Cui Wang!"
Lying on the cold dressing table is not comfortable, Zheng Wan thought wildly as she clutched her dark head on her chest.
The moon quietly hid in the clouds, and a shadow fell on the green screen window. Awan looked up and felt that the shadow was weird. Eating bird, for a while...
There is also a strange sound, thin, like...
Oh, stupid Awan couldn't figure it out.
"A real person?"
"True Monarch?"
Awan yelled.
Before the second sound came out, he was thrown far away by a force and fell into the courtyard wall next door.
Awan turned around for a while, and realized that he couldn't get in the Moon Gate that he just came out of, so he didn't make things difficult for himself, and went to catch earthworms nearby.
moonset.
sunrise.
Sunset.
moonrise.
When the morning light shone on the earth, and Awan pulled the moon door to look in, the door of the next courtyard opened with a "squeak".
"True Monarch?"
He was bouncing around, but Zhenjun didn't look at him, but stood under a tree and stared at a fruit. Awan wanted to tell Zhenjun that the fruit was not ripe and could not be eaten. At this time, the door opened again.
The beautiful Zhenren Zheng also came out.
Ah Wan let out a "wow", but Zhenren Zheng ignored him, and she even stole Zhenjun's clothes, shameless.
Zheng Wan did not notice Ah Wan, she walked towards Cui Wang slowly:
"Are you leaving?"
Cui Wang gave a faint "huh":
"The promise is one day."
Just one day.
As if she wanted to keep him more.
Zheng Wan curled her lips secretly, and said "Oh", thinking that she should coax this person more, she took out the sword tassel that she had made before from the storage bag:
"Here, see you off."
A snow-colored sword tassel hangs from her white fingers.
As soon as the wind blows, the tassels on the sword fringe will sparkle with snow-colored light and shadow.
When she was in the mortal world, she once gave him a red sword tassel, but after seeing the so-called Hongyu Liuguang sword that is "as graceful as a frightening bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon", she felt that the red color was extremely tacky and absolutely unworthy of it. , this newly made sword tassel is still made of a kind of spider silk called snow spider. Although it is not very useful, there are a lot of low-grade primordial stones, but it is more beautiful.
Cui Wang's throat moved, and he reached out to take it:
"Thank you."
"Take it."
Zheng Wan said with a smile.
Cui Wang didn't say a word, she didn't care, the gift was delivered, the task was completed, so she waved her hand and said goodbye, returning to Nuan Pavilion to digest the energy gained this time.
Looking inside the soul consciousness, I found that this time, the twenty-fourth orifice was actually filled.
... The stronger the desire, the more restrained it is, the faster the cultivation will improve.
While thinking of these words in her mind, she subconsciously thought of Cui Wang.
"What do you want him to do?"
Granny Jin said disapprovingly, "Men all over the world feel bad for their love, so don't think too much about it."
"Grandma, are you out?"
"Well, that enemy of yours is a good trick, and you won't let anyone see it every time."
Grandma Ember warned her not to be tempted.
"It's not tempting, I was thinking,... this so-called skin-to-skin relationship is really mysterious." Zheng Wan raised the corners of her lips, "This man took off his clothes and exposed himself in front of others. He is intimate with each other, even if he is a stranger. Better than others... ”
She paused, "There are some differences."
"So, you have nostalgia for your friend?"
"Not at all."
Zheng Wan looked out of the window, and the flowers and trees outside the Nuan Pavilion were in full bloom, "It's like a bunch of flowers in a place I often go to. I personally watered it a few times and talked to it a few times. Then this flower is different from other flowers. The flowers are a little different. But if I want to pick one day, I will pick it."
"I think it's the same with Cui Wang."
Compared with the passiveness of the last time, Cui Wang's resistance this time is much less, and it can even be regarded as active. He seems to... have a desire for her, and this desire has a little restlessness that cannot be suppressed.
Sometimes, she even had the illusion that Cui Wang was somewhat pleased with her body.
"You're right."
Granny Jin sighed suddenly, "In this world, even in the business relationship between a client and a prostitute, if the client only visits one prostitute for a long time, there will be some special friendship between the two."
Zheng Wan scolded, "Mother-in-law!"
"Little girl shy?"
Grandma Ember laughed loudly, "Actually speaking, you are not at a loss for such a superb product."
"By the way, his place... is it sinking?"
"..."
Zheng Wan blushed and thought, it must be heavy.
It's quite annoying.
It's just that Cui Wang doesn't allow her to look at it, and always wraps himself up tightly.
Cui Wang didn't go back to the training place, but went back to the sect first.
He opened the bottom of the training room, and took out a rectangular box from the place where a thousand-year-old black steel plate was buried ten feet deep.
There is a crabapple on the sandalwood box, and a layer of anti-corrosion talisman paper is pasted on the cover. When it is opened, there is a red sword tassel lying quietly inside the box.
He looked at it for a while, then smoothed and put the snow-colored sword tassels he received today into it.
After affixing the talisman paper, the sandalwood box was buried in the ground again, covered with a solid layer of soil, and then covered the bluestone slab.
The old ancestor looked at him coldly:
"Wouldn't it be over if you put it in the Qiankun bag? Bury it underground, what does it mean?"
The author has something to say:——
small theater:
[About the little thing about thrush]
Wang Zai: I will not fall twice in the same river.
Ancestor: Heh, top cancer, no explanation.
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