"No no no..." The disfigured nun covered her face and begged, "Please let me go, please."
The beautiful female cultivator sneered and released the disfigured female cultivator, letting her fall into the river. The disfigured female cultivator got up from the river. She was lying on the bank of the river and looked at Konghou and the others, her eyes full of prayer.
"Do you still want someone else to save you?" The irony in the beautiful female nun's words was even heavier, "This face looks disgusting, it's better to die."
The disfigured female cultivator covered her face and cried bitterly, and looked at Konghou from time to time. She was expecting someone to stand up, and stood in front of her and said that appearance was not important.
Jin Ling was a little guilty at the sight of the other party, so she quietly ducked back, as if she felt less guilt in her heart. Her cultivation base is not high, and she entered this secret realm just to increase her knowledge. Unexpectedly, something happened in the secret realm. She relied on Lingbo Huanzong Konghou and others to protect herself, and she dared to open up and cause trouble to Konghou and them.
"This..." Zhao Hanzong's younger junior brother was young and vigorous, gasping for breath watching this scene, if it wasn't for Lingbo grabbing him, he would have rushed out long ago. Young man, with a bit of impulsiveness in his bones.
"You don't understand women." Facing the angry eyes of the younger brother, Lingbo said with a sound transmission technique, "This relatively beautiful loose cultivator is in the Jindan stage, her cultivation is good, listen to the tone of her words, Her status in the Loose Cultivation Alliance is also not low. Such a woman will never act so aggressive and vitriolic in front of strangers, especially in front of us direct disciples of major sects."
Whether it is a man or a woman, any position, in front of strangers, will subconsciously make oneself more perfect. This glamorous female nun is very strange, constantly provoking, constantly doing things that challenge the bottom line of others.
The disfigured female cultivator is even more strange. She is obviously a person with cultivation, but in the hands of the beautiful female cultivator, she is like an ordinary weak woman, letting the other party round and flatten it. Except crying, there is no resistance.
"Many women can't help showing their good side in front of handsome men. Just like most men are very personable in front of beautiful women." Kong Hou said suddenly, "Even if she is not interested in men, Seeing her dress up so delicately is enough to prove that she is a person who values face. A person who values face will not show herself so ugly in front of outsiders."
Ayanami and Konghou looked at each other and found a bit of tacit understanding in each other's eyes.
Zhao Hanzong's younger brother was stunned by what the two of them seemed reasonable and unreasonable, but when he looked at the two female cultivators again, he couldn't help but speculate whether it was deliberately acting for them, or was it true What conflict happened
"But what are they doing this for?" Master Zhaohan stammered and asked, "Are you kidding us?"
"They are not from the Loose Cultivation Alliance." Huan Zong's expression became calm, as if he was talking about whether the weather was good or bad.
"It's not a member of the Loose Cultivation Alliance. There are no two of the sect disciples, so where did they... come from?" Zhao Hanzong's back was cold, and there was nothing wrong with the two female cultivators.
"Why don't you help me?" The disfigured female cultivator looked at Konghou and the others angrily, "Just because I'm ugly, don't you treat me like a human?"
Her face was distorted, her hatred was so high, how could she look cowardly just now.
Just when everyone didn't react, the disfigured female nun suddenly put her hand on the beautiful nun's face, tore off her face and put it on her own, she turned her head and grinned, "Am I beautiful now?"
Poor Junior Brother Zhao Han was so frightened by this sudden change that he took two steps back, almost out of breath.
"Since you don't like my face, why don't you give me yours?" The nun suddenly laughed strangely, her body and limbs twisted into a strange arc, her bloodshot eyes glanced back and forth on Konghou and Lingbo, "I If you like your face, give it to me."
She licked the black-red tongue: "Why don't you help me, if you help me, I can let you go." The nun suddenly cried and laughed, "I hate you so much, I want you to take your face Come pay me back."
"Because your show is too exaggerated." Konghou tilted his head, looking very innocent, "People who are often bullied will not have so many excuses when they are bullied, because only silence can make the other party less. Twice."
The expression on the nun's face froze, and then she shouted: "You lied to me, you are all a bunch of lunatics who judge people by their appearance."
"You are wrong, you are the one who really judges people by appearance." With the support of Emperor Huanzong, Konghou enthusiastically quarreled with the nun, "In your heart, those who are ugly should be cowardly and incompetent, and those who are beautiful must be arrogant and domineering. It's unreasonable. Even if you look down on women, no matter how beautiful or ugly they are, they will always turn ugly because of competition for men."
"I don't think you may know that the world of self-cultivation is developing very fast now, and the female nuns are also very busy, busy with cultivation, busy with traveling through mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, busy with dressing up, and don't have so much time to grab men." Konghou With a cold snort, "I don't know what you are, but I know very well that you don't know enough about people's hearts."
The female cultivator was speechless by Konghou's words. She shook the bones on her body and stood up straight: "You are talking nonsense. Five hundred years ago, there were two female cultivators who fought hard to steal men."
Five hundred years ago...
Konghou turned his head and blinked at Huan Zong, then continued to the female cultivator: "Even you know that it was five hundred years ago. Times have changed, and the current world of self-cultivation has long had a new atmosphere and a new look. It's not a good idea to follow the old fashioned way."
"Really?" The nun's expression became solemn.
"Of course." Kong Hou pointed to Huan Zong next to him, "Look at the male cultivator beside me, he has a profound cultivation base, a handsome appearance, and is so perfect that he has almost no flaws. But have the three female cultivators fought or robbed me? "
The female cultivator glanced at Huan Zong, she didn't know what to think, and her expression was a little unsightly. She snorted coldly, "If that's the case, even if you pass the game, you can get out."
"As the saying goes, meeting is fate. You are so familiar with the secret realm, can I ask you a small question?" Seeing that the female cultivator didn't seem to have any intention of rushing over, Konghou began to attack her.
"No." The nun tore off the human skin mask on her face and threw it heavily on the ground. The human skin mask disappeared after touching the ground, and the glamorous female nun with her figure also vanished into nothing.
"Don't be like this." Kong Hou still couldn't understand, this is not about two women fighting for one man at all, but a test of human nature in the secret realm.
Probably the secret realm wants to test them, whether they value appearance or heart. As things stand, the test should have been screwed up by them.
"I just wanted to ask, where is the cloud-seeking tree in the secret realm?" Konghou looked expectantly at the female cultivator who became ugly again: he didn't look away because of the other person's terrifying face, "Please, do me a favor. ."
"The Xunyun tree blooms for a thousand years and bears fruit for a thousand years. When the fruit matures, the branches and leaves will fall, and the roots and stems will die." The nun said in a normal tone, "There was indeed a Xunyun tree in the secret realm, but it was five hundred years old. The matter. The Xunyun tree bore fruit once five hundred years ago, but now it has withered, and even its roots have rotted in the mud."
"Withered?" Kong Hou's heart was empty, and his mind was buzzing. These days, she accompanied Huan Zong to find a few medicines, thinking that she would soon be able to get them together and help Huan Zong heal his body according to the prescription. I didn't know that I entered this secret realm, only to know that the Xunyun Tree was long gone.
How happy she was when she heard the news from Pavilion Master Sun, how disappointed she is now.
A warm hand grasped hers, Konghou raised his head blankly, looked at Huan Zong's gentle eyes, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word. I felt uncomfortable, like a lot of messy cotton wool stuffed up, and it couldn't be cleaned up.
"It's okay, we can look for it slowly, it doesn't matter if we can't find it." Seeing Konghou's pale cheeks and an unacceptable look, Huan Zong hurriedly reached out and patted her junior, "It's okay, it's okay. Not here, There are other places."
Konghou slowly came back to his senses and shook Huan Zong's hand tightly: "You are right, you will definitely find it."
"It's so easy to find the Xunyun Tree." The female cultivator said indifferently, "The reason why it is called the Xunyun Tree is because its shape is changeable, its whereabouts are indistinct, and it is even more erratic than clouds."
"Anyway, if I'm lucky, I will definitely find it." Afraid that Huan Zong would think too much, Konghou quickly blocked the female cultivator's mouth, "You can go."
Female nun: "… "
When she asked for it just now, it wasn't the same face.
Are all the female cultivators in the cultivation world already so hypocritical
It rolled its eyes and disappeared between heaven and earth as smoke.
Jin Ling looked at the empty riverside: "What was the female cultivator just now?"
"It should be the wisdom of the secret realm." Lin Hu said, "The murals we saw in front, and the words "Life and Death Gate" are all hints to us, so that when we encounter certain things subconsciously, only It roughly divides right and wrong according to personal preference.”
The secret realm wants them to learn to face their hearts, be good at distinguishing between true and false, and pay attention to human nature and despise skin, but unfortunately these tests are used on them, and it seems that they are not very successful.
Knowing that the Xunyun Tree had withered, Konghou's mood was somewhat affected, but he was just afraid of being seen by Huan Zong, so he kept smiling.
Huan Zong may have seen it, or he may not have seen it, he held her hand all the way and did not let go.
In the next few days, the sea was calm in the secret realm, and Konghou and his group dug up a lot of spiritual grass. One night, when Lin Hu and Konghou went to the tree to pick fruit together, he mentioned the fact that Huan Zong had been looking very good in recent days: "Did anything strange happen during the two days when I was sent to another place?"
"Strange thing?" Konghou thought back carefully, shook his head and said, "No."
Lin Hu was even more puzzled. Could it be that the young master was influenced by the Illusory Demon and suddenly became enlightened
"No, there is one thing." Konghou threw the fresh fruit he picked to Lin Hu, "I have both cultivated with Huan Zong."
"Shuangxiu?" Lin Hu looked at Konghou's small body, how old is Konghou girl, and the son...
"Have you picked it?" Huan Zong appeared behind the two with a calm expression like a secluded pool.