The Villain’s White Lotus Halo

Some people came down from the mountain at dusk, the hem of the robe stained with frost, and the green lotus leaf in his hand.When he saw his fellow disciples, he would cheer loudly and hugged him back together.

He Yanyun came a little late, and Ruan Xiaolian saw her at a glance in the sunset.

Not because of her light body and graceful and graceful posture, but... her lotus leaf is too big.

Others are as big as discs, such as Pu Fan, but He Yanyun, the upper half of the body is blocked by huge lotus leaves.

She came out of the mountain road and attracted people on the way to look sideways, but because she was a little girl, doing such a thing would only make people feel cute and cute.

Ruan Xiaolian hurried up and looked up and down, "This...enough to make a lot of copies."

He Yanyun proudly said, "That is, I picked the biggest one."

Ruan Xiaolian laughed, "You can also order a pile of cigarettes to eat together."

The people next to me were confused, and they didn't understand what they were talking about.

Qianyelian will only open at midnight. According to the experience of the predecessors, picking too early or too late will make the medicine lose.

Brother Yin wants to fold the flowers, and Brother Luo will definitely accompany him.This is a common understanding among the disciples of Cangya Mountain.

So he didn't wait for the Luomingchuan to go down the mountain, but went back with good expectations and blessings.

Yuelang stars are sparse, and the Chongming Mountain is caged in the clouds and thick night, and it can't be seen.

There is no longer a sea of ​​people gathered at the foot of Bairi Mountain, only a quiet and peaceful.

The mountain breeze at night was cold and damp, and Yin Biyue looked at the thousands of lotus leaves, stacked one after another, and rolled and swayed when the wind passed, like the blue sea surging.Unexpectedly, there will really be a lake in this mountain.

The green leaves, the dark lake, the silver moonlight, and the diffuse clouds, light and shadow are intertwined, like an unreal fantasy.

The wind is tremendous, the sky and earth are vast between pitching, and the bright moon above nine days is within reach.

Standing here, it should have been extremely cold.

But because there was another person around, the cold night also had temperature.

Yin Biyue was in a trance.

This temperature has never been seen in his long journey through the villains.But I don't know when it started, it has already become familiar.

He spoke softly, his voice drifting in the mountain breeze, "Brother Luo..."

Luo Mingchuan didn't ask him what was wrong, but stared at him in the same way and responded, "Brother Yin."

His eyes were focused, and Yuehua seemed to be circulating in his eyes.

Yin Biyue shuddered suddenly.

Turning my head subconsciously to see the lake water and the lotus leaves, I saw a glimmer of light rising from the center of the lake, such as jumping fireflies and debris of stars.Although it keeps on and off, it is withered and glorious, beautiful and short.

Luo Mingchuan laughed, "The flowers are about to bloom."

Yin Biyue stunned, and was gently pulled up his wrist and flew forward.

They stepped on the lotus leaves, the mountain breeze blew their faces, and their sleeves roared.

There is an only lotus in the middle of the lake.

The flower stems are long and the flower buds are not yet fully bloomed.A steady stream of light jumped up from the gap between the petals.

Moon Shadow looked west, facing the lotus.

From the bracts to the glorious glory, it was only in a flash.

The light flowed out from among the stamens, and the surrounding lake reflected the white.

The jade lotus flower, but the size of the palm, but it overlaps and overlaps, with thousands of layers and thousands of petals, is the exquisiteness and beauty of Xian Gong Tiancheng.

"Brother, take it immediately after it's broken down, the best effect."

Yin Biyue nodded, reached down to fold the pedicel, and the glory disappeared most of the moment.

The entrance of the lotus flower turns into a stream of water without chewing. It is cool but not cold, and flows along the meridian.

At the same time, Luo Mingchuan tapped on his toes and flew back quickly, but his breath couldn't stop rising!

Wherever I passed, the clouds were scattered, the lotus leaves were open, the lake was turbulent, and the waves were churning!

The oath of blood has been resolved.

His realm actually skipped the initial state of Theravada, and it was not until the middle realm that it could stop.

He was worried that his breakthrough might spread to his younger brother, and then he quickly retreated.At this time, Yin Biyue stared away, his expression nervous.

Yin Biyue felt that the clear water of the lotus had nourished his limbs and corpses, and that he knew the sea more clearly than ever before.

This feeling is wonderful, he couldn't help closing his eyes.

After breaking the obstacle, the practitioner can see the sea in his body.At this time, his consciousness floated on the sea, watching the silver light gather in countless small tributaries and flow towards the sea.He knew it was a trickle of Qianyelian.

Baichuan returned to the sea, and the sea glowed with silver, sparkling, as if there was moonlight falling.

When Luo Mingchuan saw Yin Bi's eyes closed, his whole body seemed to be coated with a light layer of brilliance, and it shined with the moon in heaven.

The effect of Qianyelian is the same as that of the second piling. From then on, the qualifications of the younger brother's root bone will be higher.

He smiled slightly and felt more cheerful than he had just broken through.

But the next moment, his smile froze in the corner of his mouth.

Yin Biyue opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and there seemed to be a flash of silver in his pupils.

The white robe floated in the mountain breeze, like his three thousand white hair.

Luo Mingchuan suddenly fell like an ice cave, and the cold in his heart overflowed.

Qianyelian, failed to cure his brother's white hair.

Yin Biyue opened his eyes and saw Luo Mingchuan ascending to the middle of Theravada, the atmosphere was smooth and the state was stable.I just wanted to congratulate him, but when he saw him in a trance, he said, "Brother?"

Luo Mingchuan pulled the man back to the shore, his eyes fell on a strand of white hair hanging on his chest, and said in a deep voice,

"Senior brother, we set out to Xingshan Temple today, and there is no way to Xingshan Temple. We will go to Jekong Temple! There will always be a way! It will be good, believe me!"

Yin Biyue looked down his eyes, knew where the problem was, and hurriedly explained,

"Brother, it doesn't matter. I don't feel uncomfortable."

Luo Mingchuan felt that the younger brother was comforting him and could not accept this statement at all.

He looked at Yin Biyue's eyes and said seriously, "There will be a way, please follow me?"

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Midland.Yunyang City.

Mr. Zhang Yuan stood in the courtyard, and the locust trees in the courtyard were rustled by the evening wind.

He looked at the figure on the cornice.

As if looking up at the moon, distant and rusty, as if facing the street to greet and be familiar with it.

He said, "Since it's here, why not come down for a cup of tea?"

It was far away, and his voice was not loud, but the figure on the cornice jumped down.

The cloak swelled like a flying white bird with wings, drawing a bright arc in the night, and finally fell lightly in the courtyard.

It fell three feet away from him.

This distance is just right.

Mr. Zhang Yuan knew that Wei Jingfeng walked out of the Meteor Abyss and came to Yunyang City not far away, naturally not for drinking tea.

He waited for the other to speak first.

Wei Jingfeng glanced at the broken disk and gray tiles on the stone case.

He saved Mr. Zhang Yuan and destroyed his magic weapon.

There is a lot of interest in this.Killing and saving people are all in the saint's mind.

Then he spoke, "The old man said, don't worry about this matter."

His tone was somber and he claimed to be an old man, but his voice was with the dullness typical of the voice-changing boy.

The two should have been incompatible, but because of his overall temperament, he did not appear to be abrupt at all, so that people could not think of defiance.

Yuanzhu Yuezhi is unfathomable.

Mr. Zhang Yuan did not speak.

The silence at this time is not acquiescence or acquiescence.It was a silent protest.

Wei Jingfeng understood what he meant, and his tone was colder,

"Someone likes you to say "I've done everything". You still take it seriously. Who do you think you are? You are a scholar!

He speaks harshly and sounds hateful.

Useless is a scholar.

Mr. Zhang Yuan is indeed a scholar.But he is also the tallest scholar in the world.Who dares to say that he is useless?

He hasn't heard such a mockery for six hundred years, but no expression of anger appears on his face.

There are even some funny thoughts, look, this is the end of not reading, scolding and scolding, and this sentence will come.

So he really laughed and said a word,

"Wei Jingfeng, I haven't seen you in years, your appearance is still the same."

The sword saint listened more loudly, and the wind in the whole courtyard was more violent, and all the trees in the garden were shaking slightly.

"The face is dry and skinny, just skin! The old man would care about this kind of thing!"

He said that he took two steps forward and walked out of the shadow under the gallery.

The moonlight fell on his face, clearly showing a teenager's face!

Coupled with his Xuehua cloak, cloud pattern brocade boots, like a young son walking horse Zhangtai.

Palm Court took two steps back.

So their distance returned to three feet again.

Zhang Yuan knew that he made the other party angry, and the best way is to change the subject immediately.

"How about Meteor Abyss?"

Wei Jingfeng replied, "It's still expanding. What did the man in Jiekong Temple say?"

"Same opinion as me."

These questions and answers seem to be inexplicable, but they also speak lightly, but it is related to the destiny and future of the entire world.

The place of Jiekong Temple naturally refers to Yasheng Wuye of Jiekong Temple.

That Yasheng didn't ask for thousands of years, but on this matter, he had the same opinion as Mr. Zhang Yuan.

So the courtyard advised, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Juggernaut raised his eyes slightly, his gaze fell hundreds of millions of miles away,

"Before everything happens, there is nothing that can determine the fate of another person. The saint cannot, the star trail cannot, and the heavens cannot!"

This sentence is in line with Wei Jingfeng's consistent rules of conduct.

Mr. Zhang Yuan understood, but still could not accept, because he felt that he was right.He has more than just the same view as he is. If every ordinary person in the world knows it, he will make the same choice as him.

So he asked the swordmaster,

"Even if that person will bring disaster to the world?"