Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 463 The Nine Illusions Capture the Heart Who Falls (Subscribe)

"Is this the Nine Spirit Feather Realm?"

On the endless lake, Mu Wanwan looked at the scene in front of her with astonishment in her eyes.

This green lake is like a mirror.

At first glance, there was nothing there, but after a closer look, I only felt that the lake, together with the Nine Nether Realm, could touch the depths of my heart.

"Miss Ben, you have even broken through the Nine Spirit Feather Realm, so why are you still afraid of a place of inheritance?

No matter how good this place is, how can it compare to the place where the sword master inherited. "

Thinking like this, Mu Wanwan took a deep breath and flew up into the sky.

But no matter how she flies, or even uses her spatial powers, she wants to get away from the lake under her feet as soon as possible.

But it gave her the feeling that it hadn't been transferred at all.

As soon as the word presumptuous was uttered, it turned into a fearful begging for mercy.

And you, even if you see it from morning to night, you still don't know what Mr. asked you. "

Fairy Mingyue didn't look back, because she knew that it was her master who dug the bamboo shoots who said those words.

In the quiet bamboo forest, there is a bright and star-studded light emerging, and the gorgeous mottled white lights up every part of the bamboo forest.

After you were three years old, when you saw me digging bamboo shoots, you felt that I was working hard, so you dug bamboo shoots with me.

Think of the beauty of butterflies, the fragrance in the flowers, and the freedom when you are chasing.

Hearing this, Fairy Mingyue frowned slightly, and her red lips lifted slightly.

"Excuse me, Master, what exactly is the disciple lacking?"

Your talent in cultivation is unmatched, and your talent is unparalleled. Everyone in the sect will think that you can achieve the realm of a saint within a thousand years. "

"You have the body of the Taiyin, and you have shown an extremely intelligent side since you were a child. Everyone in this sect who has met you is all overwhelmed or proud of your intelligence.

However, even in a coma, he still tightly held the sword in his hand.

"However, as a teacher, I know that you are still a little short, just a little bit."

"That's right, look at us, just read it two or three times, and you've already understood everything. It's not like you."

In just 50 years, you have cultivated from a mortal to a fairy mirror, and then continue to advance on this road.

"here is?"

"No, you don't even count as a nerd, a nerd can at least memorize scriptures by heart.

"I don't know either. Wow, the little butterfly is here again."

After Fairy Mingyue took a deep breath, she looked at the woman in palace skirt who was digging bamboo shoots.

Prove that you can one day draw the sword that belongs to you. "

"Run away, why don't you run away, aren't you the saint of the Qingming Cave, among the younger generation, the most able to become a saint within a thousand years?
Why can't even fly out of a small lake? "

Speaking of this, the beautiful woman in the palace skirt looked at Fairy Mingyue.

Of the two people in the confrontation, one should be her, and the other should be Namu Wanwan.

"So what if I give it back to you, you nerd who only knows how to study hard."

"Since this is the case, then think about it, after you have decided your future life, think about it.

"You are missing the heart, the heart that belongs to you."

Wings, flapping open and closing.

Having said that, the woman in the palace skirt looked sideways at Fairy Mingyue and asked.

The sound of ridicule came from the ear of An Qingyi who was half asleep and half awake.

An Qingyi looked at her young self, holding the books and ran out of the school crying, feeling silent in her heart.

An Qingyi looked at everything in front of him and said in astonishment.

The figure was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The teardrops in the little guy's eyes stopped immediately, and he stretched out his dirty little hands to catch the butterfly.

A familiar voice came from beside Fairy Mingyue.

"Tsk tsk, the majestic saint, she can't even kill a single person, why are you surprised?

"The reason why you didn't defeat Mu Wanwan and showed mercy to her is because you envy her.

In the flowers, a little girl who looked like a glutinous rice ball fell down in the flowers with a plop.

It's just that this kind of thing slowly decreases as you grow older.

This answer, just halfway through, the little guy dropped Fairy Mingyue's expectations and hurriedly chased after her.

During this dissipation, the bright moon above the sky was gradually replaced by the bright sun.

"You are stupid, but you are persistent."

Envy her unrestrained, envious of her boldness, envy her wanton, right? "

"She could have caught it."

There, there are still blurred figures constantly confronting each other.

Seeing the busy appearance of the beautiful woman in palace attire, Fairy Mingyue couldn't help but bewildered.

"So what about you, Da Mingyue, what do you like now?"

"Haha. Butterfly Feifei, the big butterfly flew up from my hand, woo woo woo."

Facing Fairy Mingyue's gaze, the beautiful woman in the palace skirt spoke slowly.

"Haha. Don't run, Xiaodiedie don't run."

With a body that is already exhausted, it can still pull out a series of afterimages while stabbing a sword.

Although these teenagers only laughed because of their own superiority.

If you are surprised, speak out boldly, anyway, there is no one else here except you and me. "

While roaring, the young man clenched his teeth, tightly held the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the middle-aged man's sword.

Nearly.

At that time, if you can meet a beautiful butterfly, you will still put down the work in your hands and go after it.

Then he took a step forward and charged towards Mu Wanwan on Yundun.

The little girl tilted her head, blinked her eyes, exposed her two white front teeth, and said like a little bunny.

"Do not you know?"

"The disciple is indeed envious, but the disciple has never felt any burden to bear the expectations of the master and the sect."

When you were five years old, I taught you Taoism.

"Disciple. Disciple doesn't know how to express it."

The beautiful woman in the palace skirt repeated the sentence, she didn't know what she thought of, and she continued with a smile.

"She doesn't like butterflies."

Fairy Mingyue knelt down to pick off the grass from the little guy's face, and a smile was naturally formed on the corner of her mouth.

The woman in the palace skirt said with a smile on her face, and stroked the bright moon like jade face with her palm.

It's just a little bit short of the butterfly flying out from the fingertips.

"You cultivated the Tao, never for yourself, your cultivation was originally my expectation, then it was the expectation of others, and now it is the expectation of the sect.

Nearly.

"Do you like butterflies very much?"

At this time, a chuckle came from not far away.

"After they learn the knowledge in the book, they will ignore it after a while, but you are different.

"That's right, little Mingyue doesn't like butterflies.

However, at the moment when they were about to touch each other, the butterfly flew out of her palm lightly.

I guess the fall was a bit painful this time. When the little guy got up, his big shiny eyes were filled with tears one after another.

But this ridicule made An Qingyi, who was a third party, gradually become silent amidst the ridicule.

"Master, I really want to hear some strange voice?"

In these expectations, you have come to today, you have gone very well, but you have also gone very well. "

Amidst the throbbing, she followed the source of the voice, step by step.

"Master, why do you say that?"

However, he is not fast enough.

Therefore, during the lighting process, Fairy Mingyue looked around, and the green grassland and the fragrant flower sea continued to expand in her eyes.

Because what she likes is the way of letting the beautiful side fly into the vast sky with her own hands. "

Fairy Mingyue replied uncertainly.

"You are, did you see Mu Wanwan from Qingmingdongtian again?"

But this time she saw it clearly.

fling in teeth.

Bang!
The next moment, two blade lights exploded in mid-air.

"Then do you know why she didn't catch it?"

"waste!"

She wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but when the words came to her lips, seeing her master's appearance, she couldn't open her mouth.

Mu Wanwan on the cloud waved her feet and said with a relaxed expression.

Fairy Mingyue looked at the little girl chasing the butterfly and said in a daze.

"I'm back in time."

But just after the cry came out, a colorful butterfly flew from nowhere and landed on the tip of her nose.

Mu Wanwan's expression changed, she turned her right palm into a knife, and slashed towards the source of the sound.

"Your senior sister sent back news that you were able to defeat the saint in the Qingming Cave at this Eastern Wilderness Conference.

"Who?"

Before you are a thousand years old, you have already stepped into the realm of quasi-sage.

"Big sister, I'll play with you after I catch the little butterfly!"

"What do I like?"

"give me back."

After a cloud of mist floated past her, Mu Wanwan looked down, and the emerald green lake was in front of her eyes.

The moment the sword light appeared, a young man with blue skin and a swollen face flew backwards with a bang, slammed into the door and fell down.

The chubby little guy got up from the grass, his fair face was stained with green grass blades, so cute.

Since then, you have shown excellent talent in the way of cultivation.

He wanted to change this kind of teasing, but found that he couldn't do anything, he could only be like a third party, watching his once young self being bullied.

Following these words, Fairy Mingyue looked at her master and walked towards that dirty girl.

"like?"

Fairy Mingyue repeated, but subconsciously looked at the figure running farther and farther among the flowers.

However, at the last moment, you let her go, and you can tell the teacher, why are you? "

Hearing these words, Fairy Mingyue remained silent.

The two swords collided, and the young Gu Jianping flew upside down, and passed out the moment he hit the wall.

Not far from Fairy Mingyue, a beautiful woman in a blue palace dress said calmly while picking up bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest.

"Just say it if you are envious."

While running, he turned his head, but there was a thud, and he fell to the ground in a big shape.

Hearing the undisguised provocative words, Mu Wanwan laughed angrily.

When you can think of these times, Mingyue, you will find that you have never been able to break the way of a saint.

"Huh? Big sister, who are you? Are you also here to catch butterflies?"

"Yeah, what do you like?"

"If you only have this ability, you are not worthy of inheriting the sword of my Gu family."

It is enough to prove that his speed is very fast.

Mu Wanwan fixed her eyes and saw a woman who looked similar to her above the clouds, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Do I envy her?"

In the Jiange, a middle-aged man with a mustache waved the sword in his hand.

Fairy Mingyue was silent.

Fairy Mingyue looked at the full moon in the night sky, only to feel that inside, there were several figures fighting each other amidst the entanglement.

"Gu Jianping, stand up, hold the sword in your hand tightly, stab me with all your strength, and prove it to me.

The performance you have achieved has allowed you to defeat countless fellow disciples and become the only saint.

Looking at the boy who fell to the ground, the middle-aged man reprimanded loudly.

Not like, but exactly the same.

The voice was familiar.

Following these words, the body of the beautiful woman in palace attire began to gradually dissipate in the eyes of Fairy Mingyue.

"Ahhh!"

He is fast.

"A little bit, just a little bit, every time a little bit."

The beautiful woman in the palace skirt asked curiously.

After realizing it, Fairy Mingyue couldn't remember what it was for a while, but at the same time, there was an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a disgusting boy who hadn't seen it for a long time, snatching the book from his hand.

"It's a small skill, but you dare to use an ax in front of this saint, and see if I don't tear your face apart."

"Wow woo woo"

But the teacher knows that you never know what you want. "

"Ping'er, haven't you eaten yet?"

Yes!

merciless ridicule.

"Think about it, think about it, at that point, you will no longer be lacking."

Seeing the scene in front of her, Fairy Mingyue's eyes moved, and a gleam of spirit gradually appeared in her blank eyes.

In the bamboo forest, the bright moon hangs high.

Having said that, the beautiful woman in the palace skirt raised her head and looked at Fairy Mingyue kindly.

At this time, a clear and milky voice came from the grass ahead.

He is obviously from a scholarly family, and he has been in a good environment since he was a child, but he is still many times slower than ordinary people.

You have also become a rising star in the Lingxu Cave in the eyes of the elders in the sect.

And she is like a silk, an insignificant black spot on this emerald green realm.

The records in the sect have been broken one by one by you, and it is precisely because of this that you have become the light in the eyes of countless disciples.

In fact, right under your feet. "

No.

However, on this road, all those disciples who were hostile to you will eventually truly agree with you.

He is stupid.

fling in teeth.

Fairy Mingyue heard the words, and slowly looked at the bright moon above the sky.

"Haha, that's the wooden man of the An family."

Fairy Mingyue asked puzzledly.

"Before you were three years old, I never taught you how to practice Taoism. At that time, the latest thing you did was to run after the butterflies among the flowers.

Because you can't remember the knowledge in the book, you will keep reading the same book again.

So don't give up, don't give up. "

Looking at the lonely corner, looking at the young self who was about to burn the books, An Qingyi kept shouting.

Amidst the shouts, he himself gradually sank into the illusion.

(End of this chapter)