The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Who is this person?

Shen Liuxiang also wanted to know, so he asked.

The young man's face froze, his ecstatic expression faded away like a tide, and he held Shen Liuxiang's hand a little tighter.

"Ning Runxin, I'm Ning Runxin...we met in the demon world, you said...you said you would come to Jianzong to find me! But you never came, I've been looking for you for a long time, how can you not remember I."

Shen Liuxiang's hands were pinched so painfully, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

After thinking about it, he remembered something about Ning Runxin in the novel, because he was not the main supporting role, so there were only a few words.

Uncle Ye Bingran, the genius of the sword sect who once shined for a while, fell down and stopped at the Golden Core Realm for life.

"You probably recognized the wrong person." Shen Liuxiang wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was held even tighter.

When Ning Runxin heard this answer, his fingertips were almost embedded in the back of Shen Liuxiang's palm, and his bones were almost crushed.

"You're hurting him." Zhou Xuanlan's eyes turned cold, and he opened Ning Runxin's white fingers one by one, "Let me go."

Ning Runxin turned a deaf ear and couldn't control his behavior. He didn't even realize that he was hurting Shen Liuxiang, and just stared at him.

"I didn't admit my mistake, why pretend not to know me."

Shen Liuxiang felt that there might be something wrong with the person in front of him, so in order to let him recognize the reality, he said: "I have an ordinary face, and I can find seven or eight twin brothers when I go out and look around. Shen Liuliu, the name of the person you are looking for must not be this."

Ning Runxin paused, with a complicated expression on his face, "Do you think I won't recognize you if you add a word after your name...Shen Liu."

Shen Liuliu was stunned.

Could it be that the original owner really used the disguise technique to have a relationship with this person, and changed his name to Shen Liu?

He tried to clear his mind.

At this time, there was a little movement on the hand.

Shen Liuxiang lowered his eyes, and saw Zhou Xuanlan held his hand, which had been pinched until it turned white, and gently rubbed it.

Shen Liuxiang was moved to tears.

It's better to be your own apprentice.

"Who is he?"

Ning Runxin finally moved his eyes away from Shen Liuxiang, only to notice the young man next to him, and asked something that seemed familiar.

Zhou Xuanlan: "What does it have to do with you?"

Ka-!

Shen Liuxiang heard the sound of ice shattering, looked down, and found that it was not fake, the ground centered on Ning Runxin, condensed into crystal clear ice and spread around.

About to touch Zhou Xuanlan's black boots in the blink of an eye, Shen Liuxiang grabbed him with his backhand and took a few steps back together.

Seeing this, Ning Runxin felt a chill all over his body.

"No," a monk in Taoist robes appeared beside Ning Runxin, and with a wave of his sleeves, all the ice on the ground was scattered.

He said to Shen Liu: "I'm sorry, junior brother sometimes admits to the wrong person when he gets sick."

The person who came was the master of the Sword Sect, Lan Xiaosheng.

Ning Runxin looked at him sideways, his jade-like face was covered with ice-cold expression, "Just mind your own business, this time I didn't admit my mistake."

Lan Xiaosheng: "After so many years, it is impossible for him to remain unchanged."

Ning Runxin frowned: "Maybe, he changed his shape and appearance."

He said, wanting to get closer to Shen Liuxiang.

Shen Liuxiang quickly took a step back.

Ning Runxin was taken aback when he saw this, and stopped, with a hurt expression on his face.

He withdrew his hand, stood there for a long while, and smiled at Shen Liuxiang, "You must think that my cultivation level is too low, so you pretend not to know me. It's okay, I will come to see you when I am higher, as long as you don't let me go." Just leave without saying goodbye."

After Ning Runxin finished speaking, he slowly withdrew from Shen Liuxiang's sight.

The elders of Jianzong came to their senses and hurriedly chased after him, "Uncle Ning, where are you going! Don't run around! No one can afford to blame the master!!"

When one of the parties left, there was only one left where everyone's eyes met.

Shen Liuxiang was bearing the burden from the disciple of the Sword Sect: "Fuck it! He is the one that my uncle misses so much? It's nothing more than a mediocre appearance, but he still rejects our uncle? Give him face!"

On the other side, the disciple of Qingling looked unwilling to show weakness: "The outer sect disciple has a talent! It seems that he hooked up with Master Jian Zong and kicked him. In the end, the other party was still chasing after him. Why didn't he do it before?" I've heard of such people!"

There are also other disciples from various sects and sects, the fire of gossip in their hearts has long been burning.

That night, rumors about Shen Liuxiang spread to every corner of Jianzong.

"The person my uncle misses so much has been found. I saw it with my own eyes, huh? What does it look like? Hmm... I don't remember."

"What's outstanding? Just, just...be proud of being favored, relying on my uncle's liking, catching him, then kicking him, and pretending not to know him, it seems that I have a new love."

"Speaking of which, why should he look down on our uncle, even if his uncle is only a golden core, his appearance, background and cultivation are not a million times better than Shen Liuliu, and he has the face to reject his uncle, he simply doesn't know what is good or bad!"

"The reputation of Qing Lingzong will be ruined by this disciple, but I heard that he is an outside disciple."

"Poor Uncle affectionately made the mistake of paying, why is he so blind, it's better to pick one up on the side of the road than that man!"

Overnight, the name "Shen Liuliu" became the epitome of scumbags.

Shen Liuxiang was lying on the bed, thinking of the disciple of Jianzong who brought him tea, looking like he wanted to poison the tea, he couldn't help wrapping the quilt tightly.

It's snowing in June, it's really cold.

Probably in conflict with Jianzong, when chasing Ye Bingran, everyone scolded him for being shameless, and when not chasing him, everyone scolded him as a scumbag.

Shen Liuxiang sighed sadly, took out a few scripts and flipped through them, read them for half an hour, and prepared to go to bed.

It was suddenly as bright as day outside, and someone raised his voice in great surprise.

"Master Ning has broken through!!!"

All of a sudden, the entire Jianzong was boiling, and the drums and gongs were loud at night, and the battle was comparable to that day when the master broke through to the Mahayana realm.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuufuuuu

"Is it because of that Shen Liuliu in the daytime, the uncle was so heartbroken that he finally broke up with him?"

"Stop talking, I'm going to burn incense for Shen Liuliu now."

Shen Liu rang out the door, all the disciples of Qingling lived in the courtyard, most of them stood in the courtyard watching the vision in the sky, talking a lot.

Seeing him, Ling Jinye beckoned and mouth-shaped: "It's all thanks to you."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

The original owner only had a tiny bit of memory left, unfortunately, there was no Ning Runxin in it, and the original book didn't mention it at all, so he really didn't know what kind of relationship the two had.

Shen Liuxiang shook his head helplessly, looked around, and found that Zhou Xuanlan's room was tightly closed.

He wanted to see how he could sleep so deeply.

The night sky lit up again.

Shen Liuxiang heard a series of gasps and screams piercing the sky above Jianzong.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!!"

Thick and thin.

These four words popped up in everyone's mind, as well as Tianzong Yingcai.

Countless Sword Sect disciples reveled for it, cheering wave after wave endlessly, Shen Liuxiang stood in place rubbing his ears.

At this moment, the door of Zhou Xuanlan's room opened suddenly.

Half of his face was hidden in the darkness. After locking his eyes on Shen Liuxiang, he stepped out.

Shen Liuxiang found that the aura around Zhou Xuanlan was different, whether it was the richness or the speed of operation, they had all crossed to a new level.

He opened his eyes slightly, "Have you made a breakthrough?"

There was a lot of commotion all around, Zhou Xuanlan couldn't hear clearly for a while, so he leaned closer and slightly bent down, "What did Master say?"

Shen Liuxiang said it again.

Zhou Xuanlan's dark eyes revealed a slight smile, and he pointed to his forehead, "Just give me a kiss, and I'll tell you."

Shen Liuxiang turned around and left.

Kissing him more than ten times a day, his mouth hurts.

Zhou Xuanlan quickly pulled him back: "Master, don't be angry, this disciple has indeed broken through to the Golden Core Realm."

Jindan Realm...

Shen Liu gritted the words between his teeth, his expression slightly congealed.

He remembered that Zhou Xuanlan was in this realm. He lost all his cultivation, tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings, experienced countless life and death tortures, and his beliefs were destroyed over and over again, and finally fell into the boundless darkness.

It was also at this time that Su Baiche established a unique position in his heart that no one could shake.

Zhou Xuanlan hesitated and said, "Is Master not happy?"

Shen Liuxiang was interrupted from thinking, raised his eyes and hooked his lower lip, with a bright smile on his face, "Of course I'm happy for you."

The congratulations of the entire Jianzong for Ning Runxin's breakthrough continued happily.

Shen Liuxiang pulled Zhou Xuanlan back to the room, untied the star flower bag, searched inside for a while, and took out a dark blue box.

Zhou Xuanlan remembered that it was the one Shen Liuxiang took away from the Lingxiao Palace after the competition, the disciple said.

Shen Liuxiang handed it to him: "For you, a congratulatory gift."

Zhou Xuanlan didn't answer: "Master, it's either, just take it."

"Don't worry, I have already taken out and sold the panacea inside," Shen Liuxiang blinked.

There was no light in the room, and the light was particularly dim, which made his eyes clearer and brighter, so beautiful that Zhou Xuanlan couldn't move his eyes away.

Shen Liu's eyelashes trembled, and he stuffed the dark blue box into his hands, urging, "Open it quickly."

Zhou Xuanlan said yes.

Knuckle fingers undid the buckle.

The dark blue box was gradually opened, and a spiritual fruit was reflected in Zhou Xuanlan's eyes, exuding a soft and lustrous light, and it was tightly wrapped in the box by wisps of red silk.

"Sheng Ming Guo..." Zhou Xuanlan's throat was slightly dry, "This disciple has just entered the Golden Core Realm and doesn't need the Holy Fruit, Master should keep it."

Shengming fruit, the strongest spiritual fruit below the state of transforming gods, is the first treasure to help monks in the realm of nascent souls break through to the state of transforming gods.

Once in a thousand years, it can be called a priceless treasure.

Zhou Xuanlan knew that the Holy Fruit was in Shen Liuxiang's hands, but he never thought that the other party would give him the Holy Fruit.

"You don't need to eat it as a snack, but..." Shen Liusheng paused, vaguely saying, "It's best to keep it for now, if there is any problem with your spiritual power in the future, it seems to disappear all of a sudden, you can try it out Even if it's useless, it won't do you any harm."

Zhou Xuanlan clasped the box tightly with his slender fingers, and said softly: "I understand, thank you, Master."

Shen Liuxiang yawned: "Okay, Master is going to sleep, you go out first."

So Zhou Xuanlan's thin lips moved: "Can I sleep with Master?"

Shen Liuxiang threw him out of the room mercilessly, closed the door with a snap, turned around and took a sip of tea, only to find Zhou Xuanlan still standing at the door.

"Master."

"No." Shen Liuxiang said decisively.

Zhou Xuanlan raised his finger and touched his forehead: "Master forgot about this before going to bed."

Shen Liuxiang was speechless for a while, but he was really persistent.

He opened the door, taking advantage of no one in the courtyard paying attention, tapped Zhou Xuanlan's forehead lightly, then waved his hand to send him away, "Okay, get out."

A good night's dream.

The next day, many people rushed to Jianzong again.

The most eye-catching thing is the group of Xiyangzong, dressed in uniform bright red costumes, all the disciples have faces like the scorching sun, with arrogance and arrogance.

The leading disciple hangs a lot of magic weapons around his waist, daggers, shadowless needles, money darts...all of them are not vulgar. Although the other disciples are not as good as him, they also wear a lot of things.

Walking along the way, there were many surprises on both sides of the road.

"That person must be Jin Dieshang, the Young Sect Master of Xiyang, who entered the Golden Core Realm at a young age, and his future is boundless."

"Sure enough, they are disciples of the Xiyang Sect. It is said that the many hidden weapons hanging on their bodies are only a small part, and more powerful ones are hidden in the dark."

"Speaking of hidden weapons, I heard that Jin Dieshang's most powerful skill is not hidden weapons, but arrow skills. It is rumored that during the Foundation Establishment Stage, he took the head of a Golden Core Stage monk thousands of miles away."

"It's true. This son's archery skills are extraordinary. The master of Xiyang deliberately found the best bow and arrow materials in the world, and asked the master of casting to create a set of magic weapons for him. bow."

"I heard that the birth of a bow and an arrow is a high-level grade. I wonder if I can feast my eyes today."

Shen Liuxiang stayed in the house for a long time, sorting out most of the runes of the spirit-binding spell, and after lunch, he went out for a walk in the warm sun.

Hearing the noise from the training ground, he walked towards it.

At this time, in the huge square, although the Xiyang Sect disciples occupied a small corner, they attracted the attention of countless people.

They brought a cage, and inside it was a little girl about five or six years old. She looked cute and cute, her small body was curled up in the corner of the cage, her face was full of fear, and she looked around blankly and timidly.

Someone immediately became angry and wanted to attack him.

"Fellow daoists, don't misunderstand," a disciple of Xiyang pointed to the girl in the cage, "this is the demon clan, the descendant of the phoenix."

The audience was stunned and there was an uproar.

The phoenix is ​​an ancient god bird, why did it appear suddenly, and it still fell into the hands of Xiyangzong.

The disciple explained: "The blood is not pure, it's just a bastard."

Someone said: "That is also very rare, the Xiyang Sect is really powerful, it can catch such monsters."

"Where, the suzerain took some effort to catch it,"

The disciple said modestly, but he couldn't restrain the pride on his face, "Sect Master specially caught and practiced archery for the Young Sect Master. This bird hurts it without bleeding, and it will heal after a while. According to the degree of the cry, And how fast the wound heals to judge the power of the attack."

"It's an excellent archery practice."

After hearing the words, everyone took a few more glances, only to find that the girl's exposed skin was covered with scars. Although most of the wounds had healed, the scars remained.

She curled her body, raised her pink nose lightly, her bright eyes were filled with tears, and she looked timidly at the people around her.

I don't know who to turn to for help.

"I, I'm not a bad person... let me go, I want to go home..."

The soft-hearted monk couldn't help but said: "Even if you are a monster, you still have spiritual wisdom. Using her to practice arrows is too cruel and cold-blooded."

There was a cold snort from the crowd.

Jin Dieshang pushed the person who spoke to the ground with his palm, "I see that you are obviously jealous. How can you talk about cruelty when you treat monsters? The benevolence of women is no wonder a lot of them are only Jindan monks. If I were you, I would die of shame."

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked towards the iron cage.

Seeing him, the girl screamed reflexively and curled up her body as hard as she could, accompanied by a few loud and wailing calls.

Jin Dieshang frowned upon hearing this, scolded, and immediately opened the cage.

The little girl stumbled out of the cage and instantly turned into a phantom bird. The sunlight pierced through the nearly transparent feathers, reflecting a brilliant golden light.

Everyone present was amazed at the beautiful appearance of the phoenix.

"She flew away!" Someone exclaimed.

The next moment, Jin Dieshang took down the longbow hanging outside the cage, took out another carved feather, and shot the bow.

call out--!

The cold arrow cut through the air, pierced through the Phoenix's head, and then fell to the ground.

Some disciples rushed to pick it up.

The phoenix paused in mid-air, a crack visible to the naked eye was split in its head, and it was unable to move for a while.

The Xiyang disciple hurriedly boasted: "Young Sect Master is good at arrows, using inferior bows and arrows can shoot such powerful power, if you use Nine Heavens Piercing Cloud Arrow and Longyin Ten Thousand Bone Bow instead, I'm afraid the bird will die if it doesn't die. "

A person next to him echoed repeatedly: "Exactly, I don't know if there are so many people today, are they lucky enough to see the bow and arrow of the Young Sovereign?"

Jin Dieshang said impatiently: "Every time I play alone, you guys also come to practice, how can the arrows around your waist be used as decorations."

Someone said flatteringly: "After seeing your archery skills, who would have the nerve to bend a bow and shoot an arrow?"

Jin Dieshang raised his eyebrows lightly, and snorted arrogantly, "Speaking good things, but it's the truth."

In the air, most of the wounds of the phoenix had healed, and there was a faint tendency to flap its wings to leave.

Seeing this, Jin Dieshang sighed, showing a look of helplessness on his face, "I didn't want to seriously hurt her, after all, everything has a spirit, but I have to let her calm down."

He spread his palms as he spoke, and an exquisite red longbow emerged, along with three cold arrows gleaming silver.

"When the Young Sect Master was in the foundation-building stage, he used this magic weapon thousands of miles away to block the throats of the Golden Core Stage monks with an arrow. Now that he has entered the Golden Core Stage again, the arrow is probably still in its infancy. It's as simple as a serious injury."

"Good thing, good thing, I haven't seen the death of a phoenix yet."

The cold sharp silver arrow pointed directly at the oblique sky.

The phoenix sensed the danger and struggled desperately, but the wound on her head had not healed, and she had no strength to move at this time, and she seemed like a living target.

She was so frightened that she shed tears, begged for mercy in a childish voice, and said in a sobbing voice: "I'm not a bad person, really not, don't kill me, please... I, I just want to go home, I have never bullied You guys."

Someone couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to step forward to stop it.

His companion hurriedly stopped him: "No way! Jin Dieshang is the lifeblood of the Xiyang Sect Master. If you try to stop him, you will annoy him. Offending him is equivalent to offending the entire Xiyang Immortal Sect! Think twice!"

The other monks who were about to move also stopped when they heard about it.

Although I can't bear it, but for the sake of a monster, offending the behemoth Xiyangzong, the gain outweighs the loss, and it may even lead to death, which is not worth it.

Jin Dieshang sneered and let go of his fingers.

Accompanied by a resounding dragon chant, the cloud piercing arrow streaked across a strand of silver light, and with chilling coercion, it attacked the phoenix frozen in the air.

The phoenix trembled like a sieve, her eyes widened slightly, the pupils reflected the cold light that was approaching, she let out a mournful cry in fear.

At this time, a sound of breaking through the air came in an instant.

call out--!

A carved feather arrow crossed a smooth and graceful arc in the air, and suddenly collided with the cloud piercing arrow.

But the materials of the two arrows are very different, in an instant, the carved feather arrow broke through, but the silver arrow did not stop for an inch, and pointed straight at the phoenix.

However, there were two more "咻咻——" sounds.

Two eagle-feathered arrows followed one after another, blocking in front of the cloud-piercing arrow.

Not only that, but when everyone saw the two arrows, there were more than a dozen carved feather arrows coming through the air.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-uuuuuuuu

In the end, the Cloud Piercing Arrow was outnumbered, and a ray of silver light fell.

"Dang" hit the hard ground.

There was silence inside and outside the training ground.

Jin Dieshang's face was livid, his hands were shaking while holding the longbow, his veins were bulging, and he looked ferociously at a corner outside the square.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a young man leaning against a tree.

Wearing a white robe, the cuffs are embroidered with gold silk plum blossoms, at the feet, there is a disciple of Xiyangzong who went to pick up arrows before.

The bow and arrow in his hand were obviously taken from the opponent.

Perceive the sight.

Shen Liuxiang twirled the carved plume arrow with his thin white long fingers, raised his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and shot the arrow with a bow. The cold tip of the arrow pointed directly at Jin Dieshang, who was surrounded by Xiyang disciples.

"Or, I'll shoot you for fun too."