The river flowing out of the cave is cold, but it contains the most pure and holy vitality, and the plants and trees absorb this power and grow vigorously.
The water ripples, and a big fish rushed over alertly, opening its mouth and taking a bite.
Its taut fish tail fell heavily on the stone, its cheeks were open and closed, and two sharp teeth were knocked out. Shi Feng casually flicked his sleeves, and the unfortunate fish returned to the river and ran away in panic.
Li Yan didn't pay attention to these little things that were beyond his own power. He walked into the river step by step and used his spiritual sense to sense the position of the ley lines.
Immortal Yunchen's formation is really extraordinary.
The consciousness of the earth veins was activated, and they all concentrated towards the edge of the Wanpu Valley, so that the water spirit veins in this river were all vague.
"In time, there will be beasts who will start to practice again."
It doesn't need to be long, a hundred years is enough, the beasts that get a chance to breathe will attack the village first.
The cultivation speed of demons has always been faster than that of human beings. They do not need to record the inheritance of language and words.
Such an unreliable little monster, not to mention in the fairy world, even in the eyes of the monks in the world, it is nothing.
- Great threat to mortals.
"He wants to destroy this village, the rudiment of this human origin, and even the entire Wanpu Valley, so that the condensation of pure sage's vitality and yin and turbid qi will slow down again."
Li Yan opened his arms and released his spiritual sense, spreading infinitely along the river.
He looked indifferent, turned his head slowly, and said word by word to Shi Feng who was standing on the shore: "If I were replaced by Tianzun Yuancheng, I would do this."
Immortal world is not bad, Yuancheng Tianzun is not dead.
Ordinary people only think that the luck of the immortal world makes Yuancheng Tianzun care about the peace and prosperity of the immortal world.
Disperse the power of the earth's veins, let them spit out the spiritual energy they eat, nourish the fairyland, let the fairyland continue to exist peacefully and peacefully, and infinitely extend the lifespan of the fairyland, this is what Yuancheng Tianzun wants to see.
"He can't break that shackle!"
Li Yan muttered to himself.
The ley lines are the foundation of the Immortal Realm, the chain that will drain the Immortal Realm in the future, and the jailer of the Immortal Realm. If the earth veins are broken, the fairyland will cease to exist. Without the fairyland, can Tianzun Yuancheng continue to live
"A man with nowhere to go."
Gently stirring his fingers in the river water, the reflection swayed and turned into a broken afterimage.
He slowly turned around and walked up from the river, his eyes gradually darkened, like a mountain wolf staring at its prey, moving closer silently.
"Shi Feng."
The low, hoarse voice was completely different from the usual calling of Senior Brother.
Shi Feng turned a blind eye to Li Yan's dangerous gaze, and stepped forward to wrap the person in his arms.
"What's wrong with practicing the exercises recently?" Shi Feng just asked, but didn't try to detect his pulse.
He noticed that the changes in the junior and junior brothers became more and more obvious day by day. The breath was like a flame under the earth veins, and it might burst out completely one day.
Since leaving Bailu Mountain, Li Yan's mood seems to be changing.
Full of killing intent, occasionally revealing a palpitating cold look.
"Brother..."
"Call your name, I know you don't like this title." Shi Feng whispered.
Li Yan was stunned for a moment, and his lips solidified into a dark smile: "With you as my senior brother, I will live a safe life, why am I not happy."
Shi Feng didn't answer.
All I could hear was the rustling of the wind blowing through the peach forest, and the sound of river water.
"So you already know, Nan Hongzi is the same..."
Li Yan's arm violently squeezed Shi Feng's shoulders, pushing him under the flower tree by the river.
When the water came up, the clothes they wore did not get dusty and would not get wet. Half of them floated in the river water, and the delicate patterns on their robes stretched out in the water.
"You know what I want." Li Yan whispered close to Shi Feng's ear.
The person under him responded by simply moving his body to another place that was flatter and free of rubble.
"I will not only think about what I would do if I were Tianzun Yuancheng, but I would also think, if I were Tianzun Beixuan, what could I do in this imminent catastrophe in the immortal world!"
The stern look in Li Yan's eyes became more and more obvious, he tore the robes of the two of them, steady and slow, and his tone was different from his: "It's actually a joke, I'm not a god, I never need to think about those question."
The immortal core frozen with true essence, the condensed power is better than a day.
After Li Yan found out, he knew one thing: the time when he played against his senior brother on Bailu Mountain, and the days when Nan Hongzi was serious and nonsense, were about to come to an end.
- He's about to disappear.
After the fairy core is broken, the mirage beads inside will come out.
The person who owns Shi Feng and finally gets everything is Shi Feng's "junior brother", not his Liyan Demon Venerable.
To gain more power, stubbornly walking on this road, and finally facing his own demise, Li Yan kept silent, and chose to continue to practice without any hesitation.
The contradiction in his heart, even he himself can't distinguish.
Just like now, the opportunity that I have longed for countless times is right in front of me. I untied the front of my clothes and pressed it against the cool skin, and my palms slowly moved.
The warmth of the heart, the filling of the blood, the fragility of the neck, the strength hidden under the arms of the waist and abdomen...
Li Yan's movements became slower and slower. He didn't know if it was because he was too cherished and cautious when his wish came true, or if he was waiting for Shi Feng to stop him.
As long as Shi Feng shows a hint of dissatisfaction or even a sense of stopping, Li Yan can start without hesitation, without any scruples, he wants this person in front of him, and he will never confuse him with "Junior Brother", and he will never forget his own existence. .
However, no…
No rapid breathing.
No frantic eyes.
His arms rubbed soothingly, and Shi Feng's expression was more connivance than nostalgia.
Their long hair was tangled in a mess.
"I don't want to cultivate with you." Li Yan pressed against Shi Feng's lips, biting down neither light nor heavy.
Aside from undressing, his movements are rusty, but purposeful.
This is indeed a bit different from Chen He - Shi Feng thought later.
Chen He was a little restrained. Before he did anything, his junior brother shrunk into his arms. When he woke up the next day, he restrained his eyes from daring to look at himself.
Let the person you like under your control is the lingering love in the world.
But the enthusiasm and initiative of the person you love can also lead to delusions.
Li Yan's actions were only the latter. Shi Feng was not dissatisfied. He even raised his hand to hold Li Yan's palm when he felt a strange throbbing, and stayed there for a longer period of time.
Li Yan barely had an experience, the mirage flowing out of the fairy core, saw Chen He and Shi Feng on and off, just such a once-and-a-half incident, Li Yan was stunned for a moment, only to realize the meaning of Shi Feng's actions .
The two of them were different in their sensitivity to pleasure, and Shi Feng not only indulged him, but was simply guiding him.
"you…"
Li Yan's fingertips were hot like fire, too many thoughts were born, and they disappeared quickly.
"You'll do the same to him too?"
The hoarse voice made Shi Feng a little funny, and his jealous junior brother made him unable to help kiss the corner of Li Yan's eyes. Shi Feng never worried about what went wrong with the characters Li Yan and Chen He.
- It's just different stages of memory, they can't fight at all.
"Well, no."
Chen He is basically not like this.
Li Yan was not satisfied, and then asked, "You said that you don't care who is in control at all."
This is the most incomprehensible and unbelievable thing from Li Yan.
"Because I love you just like my junior brother loves me." Shi Feng laughed in a low voice, the voice pierced Liyan's ears for a while. Extra sensitive.
"Is it him, or me?"
"What do you think?" Shi Feng asked back.
Li Yan really doesn't know.
I don't know at all. Judging from the current situation, Shi Feng undoubtedly likes himself more.
But acquiescing to all of this can prove that between him and Chen He, Shi Feng chose himself? Demon Venerable Liyan was swelled by delusions and lust, but he didn't even lose his brain.
His expression was dazed, even a little panicky, which made Shi Feng feel unbearable.
The sound of the water was faint, and their movements were not large. Li Yan thought about this day countless times. He thought that he would be impatient, that he might be in a hurry, and that he might even hurt Shi Feng in a hurry.
But none of these.
Just like the petals falling in the river water, when the water is immersed, it immediately shows clear veins, smudges a deeper crimson, and then floats arbitrarily with the water flow, wandering around, tender and tender.
They didn't even breathe very fast.
On the one hand, the true essence is deep enough to stabilize the turbulent mind, and on the other hand, he is really immersed in this kind of closeness.
The crumbly bass came from the throat, and the slightly hot breath sprayed thinly at the base of each other's necks and ears, stirring up water waves that would not calm down.
The long hair, along with the robe, slid into the river and floated on the water.
***
As the night faded and the morning light came on, the sleeves of the robes with bamboo patterns were sinking and floating in the water.
The knuckles of the palm were slowly propped up, and the person standing up in the water was disheveled, with long jet-black hair hanging on the open chest, a few petals rolled down along the water, and stuck on the clothes attached.
In the morning light, his appearance is handsome, and the awe-inspiring momentum around him gradually melts away like the first snow in spring.
Step by step, he stepped on the river bank, ignored his clothes, sat on a bluestone barefoot, took out the paper roll from the storage bag, and smeared with a pen lazily and slowly.
Steep mountain walls, blooming flower trees.
At the end of the scroll, there was a person sitting there, half leaning and half leaning, as if in a deep sleep, with clear eyebrows and red clothes, it was Shi Feng.
It is not the Peach Blossom Forest in the Wanpu Valley in front of you, but the Heiyuan Valley on the Motian Cliff.
As the scroll filled up, the silver light on the writer's fingertips became more and more obvious. He slowly lowered his head and stared at the people in the painting in fascination, and he didn't know how long.
The robe draped over his shoulders suddenly floated up without wind, and the majestic pressure suddenly appeared.
"Senior brother?"
Shi Feng was awakened by a startle. He saw the man a few steps away raised his head. There was no stern look, no usual indifference, but embarrassment. His ears were all red, and he still had a brush and scroll in his hand. He didn't know where to go. plug.
However, the aura that suddenly climbed couldn't be faked, the immortal core was broken, and the realm was overstepped.
"Chen He?"
"Master...Senior brother, I'm back."