The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

Chapter 27

This time it was time for Liu Che to be stunned.

Thinking of Liu Chehan's high spiritual power and talent, even Liushan Xuetan, the number one temple in the north, was looking forward to him, so he never thought that he would lose face at the hands of such a Sanxian with only one apprentice.

Any normal person would be furious at being treated like this.

Unfortunately, Liu Chehan is not a normal person.

"Hey, look at what you said, you are willing to accept this kind of rotten apprentice, and what are you talking about?" Liu Chehan was extremely frivolous, and the smile on his face never disappeared. Contest?"

Jing Zhan was furious: "Who are you calling tattered!"

"Whoever yells at me will call me."

"You lunatic are deceiving people too much!"

"Don't be too arrogant, you bastard!"

The two of you were at war with each other, anxious and indistinguishable.

"..."

Su Wangli knew that he shouldn't have this kind of thought at the moment, but now that he silently watched the two scolding each other, he always felt like two puppies barking wildly at each other by the street, grinning.

"Crazy, say one more thing!"

"Smelly rags, let me tell you what's wrong with you!"

"you......"

"That's enough!" Su Wangli snapped, trying to stop this childish verbal quarrel.

Then he glared at Liu Chehan angrily: "If you really want to be a teacher, then show your sincerity, there is no need to say anything else!"

After saying that, he turned around and flew towards the top of the mountain, and jumped into the woods with a swish, only to see the woods rustling, but no sign of Su Wangli.

Not to be outdone, Jing Zhan spat at Liu Chehan: "Crazy."

Afterwards, following Su Wangli, he jumped up and disappeared into the vast forest.

Liu Chehan stared straight at the place where the two of them disappeared with a pair of phoenix eyes, and then raised his eyes to look at the mountaintop shrouded in smoke, with a smile on his lips: "Interesting."

The two of them hadn't returned to Penglai for more than two months. The snow hadn't accumulated new snow since Jing Zhan cleaned it up last time. Two or three paper figurines cleaned day and night tirelessly. All the places in the hall were clean and tidy. No dust has accumulated.

Su Wangli returned to his room. The excessive physical exertion these past few days made him extremely lethargic.

He didn't wrong himself, he lay on the couch when he wanted to sleep, but unfortunately his eyelids were dull, but his mind was very clear.

He then carefully filtered the normal events in Heishui Town, no matter if it was Ye Shenyu or Chen Hanxiao, what would they do if they had their hearts stolen?Who is the man that Aunt Wang mentioned?That person knew his true identity, and obviously wanted him to break the rules of heaven, so he took the opportunity to frame him and made him angry and broke the rules of heaven with his own hands. And who was the one who taught Chen Hanxiao the art of manipulating corpses?

Is it all done by one person?

Su Wangli immediately denied this idea.

Chen Hanxiao started killing people before he and Jing Zhan went to Heishui Town. The person who taught him naturally would not have expected that the two of them would pull Chen Hanxiao out by mistake, and the person who framed him was just taking the opportunity Just a whim, the two are most likely not the same person.

But what exactly are they going to do?

Su Wangli couldn't figure it out, couldn't make sense, sighed, turned around and lay down on his back, spread out the large characters.

The picture of the tall boy grinning at him appeared in front of his eyes again, so well-behaved and lovely.

In the past, I always lived alone and never got along with others. Now I finally feel that there is another person around me, and I can no longer be so indifferent to others. Su Wangli secretly vowed to learn to be a good master.

It's just that some things are deeply ingrained, and it's not so easy to change them.

Alas, it is too difficult to be a good master...

Afterwards, he no longer forced himself to think about those messy things, and fell asleep in a daze.

Before going to bed, I wondered if I was going to ask Jing Zhan for a magic weapon...

The lotus in the garden grows wantonly, quietly and peacefully.

Su Wangli was awakened by a strong light, he barely opened his eyes, and gradually got used to the strong light.

The flaming red phoenix flower trees towered over the sky, and the red flowers fell like snow like fire, falling on the tip of Su Wangli's soft hair, floating in the clear pool water.

Phoenix Pond.

It was formed before the death of the ancient mythical beast Suzaku. It is located in the place where the human world and the heavenly world communicate. Behind the Phoenix Pool is the Infinite Hell. Therefore, the Phoenix Pool is one of the dharma realms that suppress the ghosts in the Infinite Hell.

Looking at the scene in front of him over and over again, Su Wang knew it clearly.

only......

Why did he come here for no reason?He was clearly in his room in Penglai Mountain.

The golden light of colored glaze penetrates the pool water, like a golden snow lotus blooming and spreading.The pond is broad, the red lotus in Tan Zhong is shy and eager to speak, and is about to bloom. The grass around the pool is green and red, and the spring is full of vitality.

"Yaohua," the deep magnetic voice sounded from behind Su Wangli, and Su Wangli followed the voice and turned his head to look. The tall figure stood against the light, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"Have you ever regretted it?"

what......

regret what?

Su Wangli eagerly wanted to step forward to see the man's face clearly, but his feet were heavy, and he struggled to move his legs, but he was firmly fixed. He wanted to ask, but found that he couldn't speak at all.

The picture is like white jade shattered into jade pieces, the tall figure of the man was smashed into pieces, and then re-cut and merged into a new picture in front of Su Wangli.

Still in the Phoenix Pond, the fiery red phoenix flowers and trees withered and withered, and the lush onion trees were left with dead branches and rotten leaves in an instant. The clear water in the Phoenix Pond turned dark red at this moment, and the bright red lotus was now full of black, as if soaked in blood.

This time there was no man's voice behind him, and he could walk around freely. Turning around and looking back, behind him was withered and lifeless. Su Wangli saw a tall tall man standing not far away, wearing a white robe embroidered with bamboo cloud patterns, Clothes flutter in the wind like dead leaves.

He approached step by step, urgency, anxiety, doubt, pain, all kinds of emotions flashed one by one, and finally only pain remained.

A heart seemed to be scorched by fire, pierced by ice, and it was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

The man's face gradually became clear.

Gradually clear.

Sword eyebrows straight nose, sharp thin lips, a pair of familiar fox eyes.

Su Wangli's breathing stopped, and great fear enveloped his heart.

This person is exactly like him!

Who is he?

Who is he!

In front of the quiet Hehuan Pavilion, on the couch in a dead room.

Su Wangli shrank into a ball, his brows were furrowed, sweat dripped down his cheeks, and his breathing was short of breath. Obviously, he was having a bad dream.

Instinctively want to reach out and hold the other him, ask him who you are, why he looks the same as yourself.

But his body froze, or something bound him tightly, and his arms were tightly attached to his side, unable to move.

And the person who looked exactly like him seemed to be unable to see him at all. He only had a wooden sign in front of the Phoenix Pond, and what was written on it Su Wangli couldn't see clearly. He tried his best to see clearly, but the glare was dazzling. , cannot be opened at all.

"The rivers and mountains are magnificent and picturesque," Su Wangli watched as the man knelt down on one knee, stretched out his slender jade fingers to caress the rough wooden board, his eyes were as gentle as water, as if he was touching the delicate cheek of the person he liked, so softly Slowly, so carefully.

"Bo Cang, I hope you travel all over the mountains and fields, and don't forget the lotus bank next to the Phoenix Pond. I'm waiting for your return."

The scene in front of me became blurred.

As if being washed ashore by icy sea water, Su Wangli suddenly took a deep breath, and Su Wangli's eyes widened instantly, his mind buzzing.

After a while, Su Wangli gradually calmed down, still dizzy in his head, forced himself to sit up from the bed, and stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat-soaked face.

He hadn't had a dream for a while, he didn't dream of the ruins of Jiuchongtian, and he didn't dream of himself being wiped out, but what he dreamed was something he never had.

Bo Cang...

who is it?

Who is that person who looks like me...

Su Wang's heart was entangled like a thin thread, and he wanted to go out to breathe.

Putting on his shoes and pushing open the carved wooden door, he saw Jing Zhan on the opposite side tying a white cloth behind his shoulders. His door was open and the table and stool were in the middle, so Su Wangli saw him at a glance.

When was this man injured?

Su Wangli was suspicious and walked up to Jing Zhan.

Jing Zhan was injured on his back shoulder, and it was inconvenient to bandage it by himself, so he was concentrating on it at this moment, only to feel that a slender shadow blocked all the light.

There were only the two of them in Penglai Mountain. Jing Zhan knew who this person was after a little thought with his nose, but at the moment he was upset because he couldn't fully bandage, so he moved the wooden chair back a little, trying to see the light outside the door .

Impatiently speaking: "Brother, can you wink a little, it's blocking the light."

Unexpectedly, the black shadow also took a step sideways to block the light again, approached and snatched the white cloth from his hand.

Jing Zhan had never seen such a ignorant person, and immediately opened his mouth to scold: "You..."

Looking up, he saw a cold and terrifying handsome face, and he swallowed all the swear words from the tip of his tongue.

Cowardly shouted: "Master..."

Su Wangli had never entered his room, Jing Zhan thought that this man's cleanliness had reached the point of no cure, he would not even set foot in other people's threshold, who would have thought?Is this a carp jumping over the dragon's gate today or a sow climbing a tree?

Su Wangli actually entered his room? !

However, Su Wangli's actions in the next second made Jing Zhan completely think that he was in a dream.

His clean freak master even bandaged him himself!

When the cold touch touched Jing Zhan's wound, Jing Zhan even forgot the pain, and his heart was pounding.

His clean freak master's fingertips touched his wound, that rotten wound that was dripping with pus and blood!

But in the next second, a heart-piercing pain pulled Jing Zhan back.

Su Wangli wanted to use force to speed up the healing of Jing Zhan's wound, but when his fingertips touched the wound, he realized that his physical strength had not yet recovered, and he couldn't even use the healing magic.

Su Wangli felt embarrassed, glanced at Jing Zhan, and found that Jing Zhan was stunned and didn't know what he was thinking, anyway, he didn't notice that his fingertips touched, Su Wangli was relieved, if Jing Zhan suddenly asked " Master, what were you going to do just now?"

How should he answer?

Give you a spell to heal, but the mana has not been restored, so it won't work for the time being...

Su Wangchen shook his head in denial.

No, it's too disrespectful.

Xianjun's thoughts were confused, and the bandages on his hands became heavier, and Jing Zhan gasped in pain.

Su Wangli noticed it immediately, immediately relaxed his strength, frowned and asked nervously, "Did it hurt you?"

It was rare for Jing Zhan to see his master so nervous and anxious, and he couldn't bear his worry, so he immediately shook his head and replied, "It's okay."

Su Wangli was relieved after hearing his reply, so he stopped thinking about it and concentrated on bandaging him.

Jing Zhan also quietly waited for Su Wangli to bandage him.

The room was silent for a while, and the lotus fragrance wafting from the Hehuan Pavilion was refreshing, and there was also a little wine fragrance.

I thought it would be finished immediately.

But Su Wangli's bandaging technique was really bad. Every time he was injured, he would use the fairy law to stop the pain, and then he would tie up a few randomly and feel relieved.

But at this moment, his celestial power has not yet recovered, and he is cautious because he is afraid of Jing Zhan's pain, but Su Wangli is not only a clean freak, but also a stubborn one, striving for a perfect dressing.

Therefore, the white cloth was tied and unbundled. At first, when the white cloth was unwound, Jing Zhan, who was sticking to the flesh and blood, throbbed, but later, the wounds were all scarred, and Jing Zhan got used to the pain.

Su Wangli forgot to bandage the wound, it was more serious than the white cloth.

Pinch Jing Zhan's shoulder and arm and circle around.

Sometimes standing in front of Jing Zhan, less than an inch away from him, Jing Zhan is sitting, Su Wangli is standing, the white gauze clothes are slippery and slippery, rubbing against Jing Zhan's chest and thighs, and the faint lotus fragrance on his body intermittently disturbs Jing Zhan's mind .

Sometimes he ran behind Jing Zhan, leaning his upper body forward, his whole body almost touching Jing Zhan's back, his soft hair hanging down and rubbing against Jing Zhan's arm, strands of hair seemed to be scratching Jing Zhan's heart.

Su Wangli's jade fingers were long and delicate, and Jing Zhan's upper body was naked. He felt a little annoyed at being touched by him like this.

An adult man in his early twenties was just at the time when his lust was burning and he was picked up at every turn.

Su Wangli still bumped and rubbed around without knowing what to do.

Jing Zhan couldn't help but said hoarsely: "Master, are you insulting me?"

Su Wangli was stunned this time, he didn't know anything except practicing the law to eliminate demons, he thought for a long time before he understood the meaning of molestation.

His face was blushing, from the slender neck exposed by the collar to the ears.

Jing Zhan saw that his master was blushing, and he was not as mean as usual.

How nice it is to always be like this...

Jing Zhan sighed inwardly, thinking that he would stop making trouble with his master, so he reached out and took the white cloth from Su Wangli's hand.

"Let me do it myself, master, you can't finish it until dark."

Jing Zhan took the white cloth and added: "Master, I put the lotus seed wine I made this morning on your table. You were sound asleep at that time, so I didn't call you."

When Jing Zhan came back this morning, he picked lotus seeds to make wine and drank it. He put it in a wine tank and buried it in the ground. It would have taken several years to brew the pure sweetness and sweetness. Because Penglai Mountain is extremely rich in aura, it was brewed in just an hour.

Su Wangli's face was still flushed, he frowned in anger, and left with a flick of his sleeves. When he got to the door, he remembered something, turned around and said coldly to Jing Zhan, "I'll go down the mountain to Muchuan tomorrow to find you a good weapon."

Muchuan is a well-known weapon casting city. There are countless kinds of magical weapons in the city. No matter which side of the cultivator wants to find their own weapons from the city, but the magic weapons in the city are not decided by the forger. Muchuan is close to Phoenix. Chi, full of aura, magic soldiers have their own minds, if you don't make love with you, you can't lift a magic soldier even if you spend ten thousand taels of money, even a small dart weighs a thousand catties, if a magic weapon matches you , willing to let you be its master, then you don't need to pay a penny, and the magic soldier will naturally follow you.

After Su Wangli finished speaking, he went out and closed the door.

The room dimmed instantly, Jing Zhan stared blankly at the door of the house, and sighed helplessly when he heard Su Wangli entering and closing the door, with the corners of his mouth curled up, he murmured: "Master, how can I shine light after you close the door?" ah......"