People from Xiyu Daying come and go, but these two groups of people are more eye-catching than the other.
In the group of people on the left, there is the number one beauty in the Xuancang world, regardless of whether she is famous or not, but this shiny and clean sky feather dress alone is enough to make people stop.
And the group of people on the right, wearing yellow clothes, all of them are beautiful, especially there is a young female cultivator standing gracefully inside, who is as delicate as a flower shining in water, with a fairy-like appearance. Worse than the number one beauty next to her.
Beauty is jealous.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.
Almost at the first moment, everyone commented on this narrow encounter, and in the eyes of people who swept over them, Huaye's face became more and more red, and at the same time, her anger became more and more high-
These Yuqing Sect female cultivators who put on airs are all disgusting.
She listened to the nun lowering her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes:
"The junior is a new monk of Yuqingmen, it's not worth mentioning, but I don't know... why is the real person looking for the junior?"
Zheng Wan's voice was thin, her lips pale and her face miserable, she looked terrified, but she snorted coldly in her heart, this was just something left over from her playing back then.
A beauty with status, of course, would not take the initiative to provoke trouble.
Why do you raise such a mindless follower
First, it is used as a gun when the situation is inconvenient—for example, now.
Secondly, with such a reckless and impulsive person by her side, only when she speaks out to stop her can she show her kindness and innocence a thousand times and a hundred times.
Therefore, it would be unwise for her to force her to go back, Zheng Wan would not do things that hurt others and not benefit herself, and use her shallowness to set off the elegance and generosity of the other party——
"Why are you acting like this?"
Who would have thought that her behavior would actually anger Huaye, "Yaoyaoluo, I'm not one of those brainless male cultivators—"
-No.
You are a brainless nun.
"This Taibai Sect disciple speaks as he speaks, why insult others?"
As soon as Huaye said this, she successfully offended the male cultivator nearby, and even the violent one stepped on her, leaving two deep marks on the ground, and said persistently with the magic weapon, "But you want to fight? "
Among the monks of the Zhengmeng League, life and death are seldom fought. On the contrary, it is the style of fighting with each other.
Huaye blushed:
"I won't fight you!"
She picked up the soft persimmons and pinched them, pointing at Zheng Wan: "I will fight with her!"
As soon as Huaye said this, there was a burst of muffled laughter from the side.
Hong Nao jumped out, put his hands on his hips and spat at her:
"Bah! Shameless! My little junior sister is only at the early stage of the Middle Realm, and you, a late Jade Realm, want to fight her, are you ashamed?"
Zheng Wan didn't expect that the fourth senior sister who had never been used to her would jump out to defend her, and her heart couldn't help but warm.
The second senior sister looked at Hong Nao with her hands on her hips tenderly:
"Fourth junior sister has always been like this, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."
"Then I'll fight you!"
Huaye didn't look for Zheng Wan anymore, bullying the small with the big, it's useless to win, it's better to find this little guy who just jumped out, his cultivation level is similar, and Yuqingmen is not good at fighting skills—
"Hit it!"
Hong Nao rolled up her sleeves halfway, but was held back by Zheng Wan. She shook her head in disapproval. Her eyes were full of butterfly-winged eyelashes, "Fourth Senior Sister, I haven't reported yet."
she said.
The leader of Yuqingmen heard the string song and knew the elegance, so he cupped his hands:
"Zhenjun, I'm just here for the first time, and there are still many things to take care of... Do you see?"
Qian Shuang withdrew her curious eyes from Zheng Wan, and she let out an "ah" before recovering, smiled shyly, first scolded Huaye, and then apologized to the members of Yuqing Sect:
"I'm sorry, it's because I didn't restrain myself well, it's just... this little monk is really too good-looking."
She spoke softly, and she was dressed in Tianyu Liuguang clothes, which made her even more elegant and charming.
Zheng Wan looked at it with a smile, thinking that this Qianshuang Zhenjun didn't look annoying, and she was still willing to hear people praise her for her good looks, but it's a pity that most monks in Xuancangjie are reserved.
The two parties apologized to each other, intending to say goodbye, but saw a vast expanse of white sky in the distance, and a dozen cold lights drifted from a distance, and the cold lights fell on the ground, only to realize that it was a group of people.
This group of people was haloed with a halo of light, as if they had just escaped from the battlefield, and they had a sense of vigor at close range. Zheng Wan recognized that there were Li Siyi and Mingyu among the dozen or so people.
"Elite disciple!"
"They're back!"
"It's probably a defense change."
They drew their swords, Nayun's Nayun, and flying instruments were all different, and the monks coming and going in the camp all bowed and saluted these people with solemn eyes.
Zheng Wan was moved by the environment, and followed suit.
But these people did not leave after taking away the magical artifacts, and turned their heads to look where they came from, as if they were waiting for someone.
Suddenly a monk asked:
"Could it be that you are waiting for Zhenjun Liwei?"
As soon as the voice fell, a white light suddenly lit up in the empty sky just now, and the white light came suddenly, fell on the ground, and turned into a white figure.
Everyone held their breath and focused on the man who came stepping on the sword.
There is snow in the sky, and the moon is shining in the clouds.
He was wearing a white robe, a sword crown, and a sword in his hand shining in the flowing water. He stood alone, as if there was no one in the world more extraordinary than him. He has long eyebrows and a beautiful face, and when he looks towards the center of the camp with a pair of phoenix eyes—
Everyone felt that he seemed to be looking at himself.
"Zhenjun Liwei, it's really Zhenjun Liwei!"
The crowd began to surge.
The monks in Xuancangjie all grew up with the Wuya Bang. Since they were three years old, their parents would take them to the center of the city to pay respects to the people on the Wuya Bang, and many of them were even related to Li Wei. Zhenjun stepped into the fairy gate together.
They watched him soar into the sky, watched him occupy the endless list all year round, his realm jumped up and down, when he was still hovering at a low level, he had already jumped to a high place that no one could reach, becoming a rookie legend-
But now that this legend has come into reality, everyone rushes to look at him, sees his brows and eyes are distant, sees his snow-like eyes, and feels that everything is just right.
The elite disciples who had been extremely reserved before also coaxed him over, and everyone greeted him with smiles and respect.
"Zhenjun finally came out of that horn Gada!"
"It's been half a month, right?"
"Hey, don't tell me, I tried to walk in, but I couldn't hold on for three hours..."
Across the crowd, Zheng Wan and Cui Wang looked at each other. Under his crow-winged eyelashes, his pupils were dark and deep, as if he was approaching her with snow wrapped in thousands of mountains—
Zheng Wan winked mischievously at him.
Cui Wang's expression was dull, his eyebrows and eyes did not move, but for some reason, just standing there with his hands behind his back, it made people feel that the pool of ice and snow had turned into the morning sun, with a gentle breeze and lingering spring water.
It's just that this lingering is also fleeting.
But just this fleeting moment was enough for a group of young female cultivators to cover their blushing faces, and the spring water was rippling.
"Zhenjun Liwei is looking at me!"
"Nonsense, he's looking at me!"
A group of female cultivators from Yuqingmen were chattering and arguing.
Zheng Wan also saw that her fourth senior sister, who had a sharp mouth and bean curd heart, was also covering her cheeks, and even the second senior sister lowered her blushing face slightly.
... This is really attractive.
Zheng Wan pursed her lips, and when she looked back, her eyes met with Zhenjun Qianshuang who was at the side, and she gave a sweet smile.
True Monarch Qianshuang wandered thoughtfully between the two of them, but he couldn't find anything, so he led his disciples towards the group of elite disciples.
Cui Wang withdrew his gaze, but Li Siyi suddenly let out a "huh" and pointed the folding fan in the direction of Yuqing Gate:
"Little brother, is that..."
"no."
Cui Wang interrupted him decisively, and walked away with his white robe flowing, "Take a day off."
Li Siyi shook his head, then turned to see Ming Yu stalking: "What are you doing in a daze?"
Mingyu stared blankly at the yellow figure hiding in the crowd. As soon as she came, Li Wei, who had never been back to the camp, went back to the camp...
Once a woman falls in love, she will be extremely sentimental, suppressing the disappointment in her heart, and turning her head to ask a question.
"Zhenjun Yuqing, if I go to change the bone—" she stroked her face, "is there still time?"
I'm afraid I have to change my heart and temperament.
Li Siyi shook his head, pointed to Zhenjun Qianshuang who was staying with the elite disciples, not far or near behind his junior brother, and asked:
"How beautiful is Qianshuang Zhenjun?"
Mingyu nodded:
"beautiful."
Li Siyi pointed at Zheng Wan who followed the disciples back from a distance:
"How beautiful is Little Brother Zheng?"
"It's also beautiful."
"A wooden beauty, a..."
Li Siyi said with the eyesight trained in his pair of pink powder: "It's alive."
There is smoke and fire.
Some people love this desolate world, while others love this world of mortals. It can't be said that anyone is more noble than the other, but it's just the right taste.
Mingyu said "Oh" half-understanding:
"The ruthless Tao of Liwei..."
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."
Li Siyi flicked his robe sleeves and laughed, "What are you thinking about so much?"
He is used to getting along.
Zheng Wan followed the disciples to report to the Temporary Deacon Hall of Zhengmeng, and received a number plate with "Geng Thirteen" engraved on it.
"Second Senior Sister, which team are you assigned to?"
"Geng Thirteen."
"Coincidentally, me too!"
Zheng Wan turned over the number plate to her as if offering a treasure.
The second senior sister looked into her shining eyes, and didn't have the heart to tell the younger junior sister that she was assigned to the first team because she secretly stuffed a middle-level primordial stone in exchange for it.
Fortunately, it was given by Master.
"How about you, Fourth Senior Sister?"
"Ding Qi."
Fourth Senior Sister ran to the other side on sheepskin soap boots.
The members of Yuqing Sect took the number plates and spread them out. Zheng Wan and the second senior sister stood together, waiting for Captain Geng Shisan to claim them.
"Low-level monks form a team of ten, responsible for vigilance and guarding, preventing the strange beasts from Xiyu Mountain from harassing the people..."
"When we get to this place, all the monks of the sect will be dispersed and join various teams to practice on their own," the second senior sister said in a low voice, "but no matter which team we Yuqingmen join, we will be considered a burden... don't talk for a while, I'll tell."
"kindness."
Zheng Wan nodded.
"Captain of the Geng Thirteenth Team, Gui Jing," a tall, burly, bearded male cultivator came over, and his cultivation of Yucheng Realm was perfect. When his eyes passed by the two female cultivators of Yuqingmen, his brows frowned visibly, " Beast Control Gate."
"Yuqingmen, Luyi." The second senior sister said, "This is my junior sister, Zheng Wan."
"Okay, come with me."
Although Gui Jing was not very happy, he did not embarrass the two of them. He led them out of the deacon's hall and into a small tent. Zheng Wan went in, only to find that there were seven people sitting or standing there, two women and five men. I've gotten used to it a long time ago, and I'm playing a very popular game called "Yuege".
"Come on, let's get to know the new member of our team."
Gui Jing clapped his hands, "There is one more, come here directly when we leave tomorrow."
"From Yuqingmen, boss, your luck is too bad," a monkey-faced male cultivator complained, "Tomorrow we are going to guard Xiaozhu Road."
"Yeah, that's right, this strange beast doesn't look like a human using a charm," the other person laughed, "and got down."
"If you say a few words, you will die!"
At this moment, a female cultivator in red stood up suddenly. She was wearing a bunt, and the leg of the table next to her was broken when she kicked up her leather boots. Wan and the others gave a fierce look and warned, "Don't cause trouble."
Zheng Wan could tell that this female cultivator had the most aura besides the captain.
"Take care of your..."
The second senior sister smiled:
"This is my little junior sister."
Those who come here to support, after all, there are still few Shou Zhongjing, and most of them are still practicing in the sect.
"Okay, take care of your little junior sister."
Gui Jing didn't say much, he just said that he would gather here on time tomorrow and don't announce the disbandment.
"Let's go."
A group of people strolled out, and before they left, they all glanced at Zheng Wan, she was so beautiful, two of them stopped, and each took two bamboo plaques from their waists and handed them to her.
"I?"
Zheng Wan didn't know why, so she looked at the second senior sister for help.
The second senior sister stretched out the bamboo tablet: "My junior sister is still young."
The two people didn't force it, they took back the bamboo cards and arched their hands and walked out. In the end, there were only two people left in the tent.
"Senior Sister, just now..."
"Oh," Second Senior Sister said disapprovingly, "The bamboo sign is the house number, and I invite you to stay overnight."
"..."
The monk is really direct.
Zheng Wan coughed, and heard the second senior sister say, "You live with me, don't be afraid."
In the next day, she followed the second senior sister to visit the public dining room, fighting platform, and shops. Most monks find it troublesome to eat and are used to taking Bigu pills outside, so there are not many people in the public dining room. .
The martial arts arena is different. Compared with the empty decoration in Yuqingmen all year round, the three martial art arenas are full, and there are monks betting beside them. Zheng Wan saw some interest after watching it for a while.
The monks of different sects have different spells and root attributes, and the five elements have the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint. If they can often compete with others on the fighting platform, they will not be in a hurry when they are about to fight.
"Little junior sister is interested?"
"En." Zheng Wan was eager to try, "It looks very interesting."
"For each opening of the Fighting Stage, both parties need to hand over two middle-rank primordial stones."
For low-level monks, the two middle-level primordial stones are quite precious.
Zheng Wan thought about it seriously, and her ability to draw talismans is enough to support the daily battle. After all, it is a rare opportunity for the twelve sects of the Zhengmeng to gather together.
Second Senior Sister: "..."
Junior sister is generous.
The things in the shop are much more expensive than those in Fengwu City, but Zheng Wan also found out that there was a night market where monks gathered spontaneously, but today was too rushed, so she followed the second senior sister to the dormitory.
A small white cloth was turned upside down, and she followed the second senior sister's movement and handed the bamboo badge on the back to the front of the cloth, and the person entered.
There are two simple long bamboo couches in the tent, a silver mirror and a copper basin on one wall, which are very clean.
Zheng Wan watched the second senior sister take out two quilts from the Qiankun bag, spread them skillfully, sprinkle insect repellent powder around the tent, apply the dust removal formula, and then wash and go to the bed.
"It's your first experience, tomorrow must be very hard, you should rest earlier."
Zheng Wan was in a restless mood today and didn't want to meditate, so she simply lay down on the bed and closed her eyes to rest. The bamboo couch was very hard, and it creaked when she turned over. Zheng Wansheng was afraid of disturbing the second senior sister's cleanliness, so she lay there motionless.
Amidst the sound of insects, she gradually fell into sleep, but after an unknown amount of time, she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up. The moonlight is like washing, illuminating a corner of the couch through the thin cloth.
Zheng Wan felt something in her heart and sat up abruptly:
"who?"
The side collapsed, the quilts were neatly folded, and the second senior sister went out at some point.
There was no one in Pengnei, and Zheng Wan suspected that she was being suspicious. She rubbed her eyes, but she couldn't fall back asleep. She lifted the quilt out of bed, and before her feet hit the ground, she heard:
"It's cold on the ground."
She was startled, but when she turned her head, she saw a familiar figure standing in the half-darkness of the tent, with a broad robe like water, and the jade-faced gentleman stood there looking at her for an unknown amount of time:
"Put on your shoes."
"Cui Wang?"
She was surprised, "How did you get in?"
"Come in."
Cui Wang stubbornly looked at her bare feet without shoes and socks, "Put on your shoes."
"In case my second senior sister is here, you come in too?"
Thinking of this, Zheng Wan felt an evil spirit, kicked her soap boots far away, turned her head, and said angrily, "Don't wear them!"
"I saw her go out."
Cui Wang raised his hand to take the light pink soap boots embroidered with a pair of pearls, threw them at her feet, and said stubbornly, "Put them on."
Zheng Wan turned her head and didn't go to the ground at all:
"No."
After taking a breath, he lifted it up again, and pointed at his nose:
"How can you casually enter a girl's boudoir..."
Cui Wang kicked something under his feet, and Zheng Wan realized that there was a shadow crawling on the hem of his snow-colored robe, and his soul consciousness looked like a person.
Described as wretched, the breath seemed to be absent, as if he had been seriously injured.
"He, he...how did he get in?"
Zheng Wan immediately thought of Second Senior Sister, and her heart sank.
Cui Wang seemed to see her thoughts, shook his head and said:
"This formation is against gentlemen, not villains."
"Then where did my second senior sister go?"
Cui Wang didn't answer, just said:
"It's not safe to live here, come with me."
He lowered his head, picked up the soap boots on the ground with sapphire-like ten fingers, and held them in his hands. Seeing that Zheng Wan was not moving, he forced her to sit on the edge, lifted the hem of his robe, bent slightly, and grabbed her Bare feet, put on socks, stuffed into soap boots.
The snow-colored silk robes are on the ground, like the moonlight outside the canopy.
Zheng Wan looked down at the top of his dark hair, and felt that the skin on his ankle was covered with sparks, numb and hot.
She retracted her feet nonchalantly, and took his hand:
"Let's go."
She doesn't rob Qilin from him, for the rest, she gets a share... Isn't that too much
Zheng Wan was thinking, seeing Cui Wang looking over, smiling like a milk cat who stole the fish, very sweet.