Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

Because of his encounter with Haitang, Cang Yan had an epiphany and needed to retreat.

"Little master, can you wait until I come out of seclusion?"

"Amitabha, my birth this time is an opportunity to seek a breakthrough and also to practice cultivation. I cannot stay here for too long."

Cang Yan was lying on Haitang's lap, full of affection, and the deep affection in his eyes could make water drip. "I am coming out of seclusion this time to practice for the little master. Little master, wait for me~"

Haitang still turned the beads silently.

Cang Yan raised his hand and gently rolled the ends of her hair, "Having been together for nearly a hundred days, is the young master so cruel?"

"Okay, I will wait for you for a hundred days."

Cang Yan paused his fingers and laughed heartily, "Okay, I will get out of seclusion as soon as possible."

"Ah."

...

Cang Yan went into seclusion.

Haitang really didn’t leave, she also wanted to practice cultivation.

This Buddha's bodhi body is really born with Buddha roots, and there is no obstacle to his practice.

Haitang felt that she couldn't stop the rubbing.

99: "Host, where do you plan to go next?"

"Not going anywhere."

99: "Chihua Immortal Lord was troubled by inner demons and almost lost his mind. It's quite dangerous. Now the entire Xuantian Sect is looking for you all over the world."

"Just keep an eye on it. If they find Hehuan Sect, tell them in advance."

99: "That may take a long time."

"What kind of person is the leader of Hehuan Sect?"

The wine barrel got stuck, and I didn’t quite understand what the host wanted to do! ! !

"Ok?"

99: "Shui Xunhuan, a Dzogchen monk in the Divine Transformation Stage, is only one step away from becoming a great master in the Void Refining Stage. He...is actually Cang Yan's brother."

"It doesn't matter. Where is he?"

99: "..."

Silently throw away a position.

...

The next day.

Haitang stood up and cast a spell, and the Buddha's light all over her body felt a little stronger.

What a woman whose hair even has lighting effects...

Haitang left the Bingyan Palace. She did not ride on the magic weapon and just walked out step by step.

There are ten peaks in the Hehuan Sect. The sect leader and the eight elders each occupy one peak, and the head office occupies one peak.

The sect master's residence is Ling Yue Palace in the first peak.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect are all under the names of other Seventh Brother elders. The sect master and the Seventh Elder never accept any disciples.

When Haitang reached the foot of the first peak, she looked up.

The peak reaches the clouds, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow.

Touching the hem of his clothes, he raised his foot and stepped on it.

Shui Xunhuan was leaning on the couch when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh? Female Buddha?"

Raise your hand a little.

Haitang didn't take a few steps when she saw the scenery in front of her changing and stepped into the snow.

It's just that the snow doesn't touch it, but the lotus grows step by step.

The words "Ling Yue Palace" carry a hint of coldness and sharpness.

When Haitang entered, he looked at her calmly.

"Cough cough cough."

The man in front of him has extremely beautiful eyebrows, a silver hair that hangs sideways along with his figure, and a light blue dress that flutters like an immortal, but he doesn't look like a member of the Hehuan Sect.

The elegant eyes are like an ink painting. From the corner of the eye to the end of the eye, the lines are extremely cold, like lightly drawn ink lines, flexible and graceful.The clear black and white eyes are without any color, and the watery light is almost sucking people in.The eyelashes are very long, but they are not curled, they are straight, and when you lower your eyes, they look like beautiful black phoenix feathers falling down.

She coughed before saying anything, what a sickly beauty.

"Ahem, it turns out that our Hehuan Sect really has a Buddhist disciple."

The voice was also soft, without any hint of warmth, and was very cold.

"Amitabha, I'm just passing by your sect."

"The young master is quite interesting. I was passing by and was polite enough to come and pay him a visit."

Haitang's eyes were clear, as if she couldn't understand the human nature and sophistication in his words.

One was half-leaning on the soft couch, while the other was just standing there, their eyes facing each other. It was extremely quiet in the hall.

"I've seen you. You can leave on your own, young master. Ahem."

"Yes." Haitang hummed slightly, but did not move. She looked at him deeply, thoughts flashing across her eyes.

Shui Xunhuan tilted his head slightly, feeling something strange.

"Little master, do you have something to say?"

"No."

"cough cough..."

Haitang's eyes were full of compassion. She took two steps forward, stood in front of him, and handed him a bottle, "It can relieve coughs."

Shui Xunhuan was stunned and chuckled, "Buddha is really compassionate."

He reached out and took it, shaking it gently in his hand with great interest.

"Then I will take my leave, Amitabha."

"Master, walk slowly."

Shui Xunhuan looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, his eyes curled up, and he raised his hand and saw a different scenery outside the palace gate.

Haitang took just one step and descended to the first peak.

Yuanyang is rich and edible! !

Jiugong felt that the host was a little outrageous, so he came together to look for food?Even the pot is served?

99: "Host, you said he is a great monk in the stage of becoming a god, why is he coughing like this?"

"Que Yin Shao Xie."

99: "..."

Huh~

...

Haitang practiced in Bingyan Palace for another ten days.

For a monk, a few days only lasts in the blink of an eye.

The full moon hangs in the sky, and the night is deep.

The forest is extremely quiet, except for the distant sound of gurgling water...

Haitang walked under the moonlight and walked towards the deepest ice pool of Hehuan Sect.

Without him, I just came to save someone and catch a fish.

Shui Xunhuan was soaking in the ice pool. He did not use any spiritual power and relied on his body to resist the ten thousand-year ice pool. His face was pale and pale. His upper body was not covered with hair. He was a little pale and his silver hair was wet. Most of it was broken and looked extremely broken.

When Haitang approached the ice pool, he opened his eyes with some difficulty.

He looked at her blankly for a moment, "Why did the young master come to the forbidden area of ​​our Hehuan Sect?"

"I want to save you." There was some pity in Haitang's voice.

Shui Xunhuan closed his eyes again, "Buddha is a good person, so there is no need for someone like me."

"In the eyes of our Buddhists, everything is the same, regardless of good or evil." He gently held out his hand to him.

Shui Xunhuan frowned fiercely. He didn't know whether it was because he was disgusted by her approach or because he was suffering from inner pain...

There was silence all around.

"Hey." He sighed, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of weak and boneless little hands in front of him, which were white, flawless, sacred, and not allowed to be stained.

"Come ashore."

"Venerable Haitang's cultivation is still weak and he cannot help me..."

Haitang knelt down gently, and a ray of Buddha's light overflowed from the palm of his hand, gently touching his heart.

There was still an inch of distance between the skins.

Shui Xunhuan slowly looked down, with a hint of surprise in his eyes besides the coldness, "You..."

Haitang's voice was clear, "You are special. Since you want to refine your inner demon into a clone, the pain of backlash is not easy to bear."

Meeting her extremely clear eyes, Shui Xunhuan opened his mouth but said nothing.

A man was soaking in an ice pool.

A man was squatting on the shore.

The moonlight was bright, and the extremely cold smoke rising from the ice pool made this scene surprisingly beautiful.

The feeling of backlash was suppressed by the Buddha's light.

Shui Xunhuan gently pushed her hand away, jumped out of the water in a flash, put on a pure white robe, and in the blink of an eye, he turned back into the cold and incomparable man.