When Mu Wanqing came back to life.
Only then did I find myself in the bamboo forest behind the holy mountain.
At this moment, Mu Wanqing's clothes were scattered on the ground, not one left.
"How could I..." Mu Wanqing suddenly changed her expression.
At this moment, Mu Wanqing realized that she was actually in the barrel, motionless.
And among the barrels, there is also a man, surprisingly-Deng Jiuling!
At this moment, Deng Jiuling's clothes were all outside, scattered all over the floor.
Gosh!
how so
In an instant, Mu Wan was trembling, her pretty face pale.
Mu Wanqing is clear and jade, although she has cultivated her charm, she is very traditional in her bones.
But now...
"Wanqing, don't keep distracting thoughts, cling to one another!"
A majestic and pleasant sound of heaven resounded across the sky in an instant.
The voice fell, and the beautiful woman in palace dress wearing a hat appeared beside the wooden barrel.
"Master, this... is this?" Mu Wanqing's eyes widened, her expression incomprehensible.
Obviously, in the snow, the person who knocked Mu Wanqing stunned had already given the wind Qingxue.
But the wind is clear, why do you want to do this
Mu Wanqing couldn't understand.
But the master's order must not be disobeyed!
Although shy and hard to deal with, Mu Wanqing knew very well that Feng Qingxue would never harm her.
Therefore, she could only close her eyes and vomit, the jade hand and Deng Jiuling's hand were firmly attached to each other.
At the same time, Deng Jiuling, who was in a coma, gradually opened his eyes.
I don’t see it, I don’t know.
At this look, Deng Jiuling's eyes suddenly widened.
"Senior Feng, this... is it?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
In fact, Deng Jiuling, after sunset.
He arrived early, waiting at the entrance of the Patriarch's Hall.
But when it got dark, Deng Jiuling hadn't awakened yet.
It hit the back of the head.
Wait until Deng Jiuling wakes up.
He had no clothes and was thrown into the barrel.
Damn it!
This... What's the situation
"Could it be that Senior (Master), want me and her (him) to uncook rice and cook mature rice?"
Hum!
In an instant, Mu Wanqing and Deng Jiuling both felt panic.
Feng Qingxue wanted to bring the two together, and the two of them naturally knew it well.
But the problem is that Mu Wanqing worships Long Aotian.
And Deng Jiuling didn't want to carry on too much, he was in debt.
In the daytime, Feng Qingxue was in front of the disciples of Eight Temples.
He also said that he agreed to the gambling agreement between the two.
But when this is here, the wind is clear and the snow is clear, and you want to force it
I'm down!
This... This is too nonsense, right
"You two know that this palace will keep you together no matter what, what's the real reason?"
Standing with his hands, Feng Qingxue's eyes are cold, standing on a big rock like a god.
"Master, you once said that the cultivation of Xuanbing magical arts is special, and it seems that men and women must practice together."
Mu Wanqing gritted his teeth and said, "So, you have always hoped to find a Taoist companion who supports each other with me, but..."
Having said that, Mu Wanqing could not go on.
Mu Wan knew early in the morning that Feng Qingxue's purpose was to find a suitable Taoist companion for her, who could work together to practice supernatural powers.
But Mu Wanqing still didn't expect that the cultivation of Xuanbing's magical arts would actually be so... embarrassing.
"Wanqing is right. My Xuanbing Palace's magical skills need to be practiced in a Taoist tone."
Feng Qingxue said coldly: "All things are born in nature, things are divided into yin and yang, all things become people, and people are divided into yin and yang."
"Male yang and female yin, the two are merged into one. This is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, and it is also the general outline of Xuanbing's divine art."
This…
Hearing this, Deng Jiuling was taken aback, and suddenly felt speechless.
Got it!
After doing it for a long time, you actually want to practice like this
Damn it!
If you had known that Feng Qingxue gave such special training, he would not have come to kill Deng Jiuling!
But this is the end of the matter, that is, Deng Jiuling resisted, and there is still no more meaning.
"Ma Liu, are you willing to practice profound ice magic with Wanqing?" Feng Qingxue looked at Deng Jiuling with cold eyes.
"Senior, can I say no?" Deng Jiuling gave a wry smile.
"Well, since both of you have no objections, from today onwards, this palace will pass you two, the real profound ice magic!"
After finishing speaking, Feng Qingxue waved a big hand and placed both hands on the heads of Deng Jiuling and Mu Wanqing.
In an instant, all kinds of memory fragments flew like snowflakes into the two people's minds.
With the influx of these memories, the eyes of the two of them flashed, as if they had seen the flying snow in the sky.
In the flying snow, a pair of gods and goddesses are facing the wind and the sword.
The woman in white clothes Shengxue, holding Sanchi Qingfeng in her hand, she is very beautiful.
And the man was flawless, and he was also in white clothes, Shengxue, who was aligning with the woman's double swords.
The eyes of the two are full of friendship and affection.
"This is the foundation of Xuanbing's divine art. It requires men and women to love each other and to be able to merge spirit."
In an instant, the majestic voice of Feng Qingxue resounded in the two people's minds: "This level is also called'the heart is clear and clear'."
Wow!
The sound fell, the illusion of the two disappeared, and they returned to reality again.
"Master, I already have a sweetheart, how can I be with Junior Brother Ma Liu...?" Mu Wanqing was a little embarrassed.
"Now you are like Ma Liu. According to Xueyu's rules, unless he abandons you, you will never be able to marry."
Feng Qingxue said coldly: "In addition, you and Ma Liu are like this. Do you think Long Aotian will still want you?"
This…
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing, her beautiful eyes were gloomy.
"Senior, the twisted melon is not sweet. It's not good for you to do this?" Deng Jiuling said boldly.
"Calculating the time, it's almost time." Feng Qingxue said suddenly.
what
Upon hearing this, Deng Jiuling and Mu Wanqing were taken aback.
"Scent of joy?" Deng Jiuling lowered his head, glanced at the peach petals in the wooden barrel, and his color suddenly changed.
Deng Jiuling naturally knew what Huanxixiang was.
At the beginning, the Mo family eldest lady Mo Wu, how so despised Deng Jiuling.
But under the influence of Huan Xixiang, Mo Wu and Deng Jiuling... After that, are they still as gentle as little wives
"Senior, you...!" Deng Jiuling was furious.
"Xuanbing Divine Art wants to get a glimpse of the door, this is a step!"
Standing with his hand in hand, the wind is clear and the snow is cold, and he said coldly: "You are not bad, if it is someone else, I will use it directly! Humph!"
The voice fell, Mu Wanqing's beautiful eyes were blurred, and she hugged Deng Jiuling...
…
I don't know how long it took. When the two woke up, they both became a little embarrassed.
"Sister Wanqing, I..."
Snapped!
Before Deng Jiuling finished speaking, his eyes flashed and he was already slapped.
Got it!
Although this matter was forced and helpless, no matter how it was said, Deng Jiuling took advantage.
After receiving this slap, Deng Jiuling also recognized it.
"Ma Liu, I don't blame you, this is the fate that my saints of Xuanbing Palace must experience."
After a moment of silence, Mu Wanqing sighed faintly, "My master, who was dressed up by the master too, was thrown directly into the horse's den..."
That night, Feng Qingxue suffered terribly..., but was able to practice magical skills.
After that, Feng Qingxue slaughtered the entire cottage, and his temperament changed drastically since then, as cold as snow.
This matter, Mu Wanqing, inadvertently, only then knew.
From then on, Mu Wanqing became afraid of Xuanbing's magic.
But this time, it was different.
The holy war on the top of the snow is imminent, the final reward is very important, and the wind and snow are bound to win.
Feng Qingxue can sacrifice herself to win the holy war, let alone Mu Wanqing
"Senior Sister, this..." Deng Jiuling sighed suddenly.
The aloft Xuan Bing Zhang teaches Feng Qingxue, but he was actually given turns by bandits...
Damn it!
This news is really amazing.
"Although you are not a husband and wife, but you have a husband and wife, within a week, you must let Xuanbing magical skills step into the realm of Xiaocheng."
Feng Qingxue's figure suddenly appeared beside the barrel: "Otherwise, a week later, I will throw Mu Wanqing into the den of thieves, and let those cottages help her practice."
"As for you, Ma Liu, I will throw it into the brothel that turns to serve women and make you the top card..."
Pouch!
As soon as these words came out, Deng Jiuling's throat was sweet, and he was speechless.
Nima!
Is there a brothel dedicated to women
Damn it!
drunk!
As for Mu Wanqing, her pretty face turned pale and she was shaking all over.
"By the way, I can mention you a little bit. Every day, when you two perform yin and yang reconciliation, you can speed up your practice tenfold."
"Don't worry, this time, this palace won't be happy, everything is up to your will."
The sound fell, the wind cleared the snow, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Only Deng Jiuling and Mu Wanqing were left, sitting in a dazed manner, speechless for a long time.
Soon, the two discovered that the clothes beside the barrel had disappeared without a trace.
This…
Deng Jiuling was speechless.
…
Dalin Temple, the gate of the mountain.
The eagle fell, and then a graceful girl jumped down gently.
"who!"
"Dalin Temple is a great place, please don't enter!"
Wow!
In an instant, a group of monks rushed over and surrounded the girls.
"My name is Xiao Xun'er, I'm coming to see Brother Jiuling, well, he also has a name called-Long! Proud! God!" Xiao Xun'er said with a smile.
what!
Hum!
As soon as these words were spoken, the monks suddenly changed their expressions.
"There is no Long Aotian here, get out!"
"Little girl, if you don't leave, you will be killed!"
In an instant, the monks roared.
"What's so fierce, you don't let me in, this girl goes in to find someone by herself, huh!"
Xiao Xun'er looked disdainful, and touched the goshawk: "Xiao Hei, don't kill, just scare them."
Roar!
The voice fell, the goshawk spread its wings, and a gust of wind appeared instantly.
Wow!
The gust of wind whizzed up all the monks and fell into the distance.
Rumble!
Then, the eagle slammed into the air, and the defensive formation of Dalin Temple instantly continued to crack and began to crack.
"I won't play with you, I'm going to find Brother Jiuling, hehe!"
Xiao Xun'er jumped on the back of the goshawk, stuck out his tongue at the monks, turned into a gust of incense, and stepped into the Dalin Temple.
At the same time, among the Dalin Temple, one after another Venerable opened his eyes...