Brewmaster

The unknown coercion poured down from the top of the head and then flowed all over the body. The diners who were pushing glasses to change the previous moment were downcast. What.

Huarong and Shi Mu, who had just stepped out of the crowd, also felt the coercion.

How Hua Jiuqi looked embarrassed and guilty, as if a prank was discovered, he no longer knew and could not guess.The feeling that Cai Rumang was on his back also disappeared as the distance between the two got farther and farther away. The two only thought that it was She Yue's power that suddenly became stronger and was difficult to control for a while, which caused such a big commotion. They didn't think much, according to In the direction She Yue said, she walked towards the mansion that had just changed hands.

She Yue is a person with a lot of money and is used to enjoyment. She also enters and exits the courtyard three times, but she looks more grand than the prime minister's mansion.The black lacquered gate exudes awe, and the golden lacquered plaque bears a large "She" with a domineering aura. This is a style completely different from the elegant and leisurely and the fast green obscenity and vulgarity. It is very suitable for Huarong's mind.

But after entering the gate, it can be seen that no one has visited this house for a long time. She Yue is not used to outsiders coming to his site, so there is no servant to take care of this house. Weeds have long been eager to crawl through the cracks in the bricks. When they came out, Huarong and Shi Mu stepped on the threshold, and they didn't even have a place to stay.

Shi Mu shrugged his nose, displeased with such a deserted place, and flicked his sleeves, the weed consciously opened up a path, and when Shi Mu walked over, it automatically swam between the cracks of the bricks to avoid it, giving way to the right path.

The path paved with stone bricks that is not buried by weeds is still flat, and the finely carved lines on it make people involuntarily suppress the impetuousness in their hearts, slow down and walk through this place quietly.

And when you look back at the end, weeds grow along the wall, dotted with a few tender white wildflowers, lush and vibrant, and no longer bleak.

Shi Mu was quite satisfied with this layout, and at Huarong's suggestion, he decorated it with pepper, orchid, sun, purple, magnolia, and osmanthus from his collection, and at the same time, planted a sycamore tree on the baby that was left behind for the time being. A few clusters of green bamboos—I just don't know which one is more attractive than the aura on Shi Mu's body.

There are so many herbs in the garden, the fragrance spreads far and wide, sometimes there is spiritual energy diffused, but there is a little human smoke mixed in, I am afraid that the love nest of Mrs. Xiang in the legend is not as good as one or two.

After passing through the Hanging Flower Gate, the two went straight to the main room. During the period, many scenes were also decorated and there is no need to repeat them.

The main room is still She Yue's typical style, with a natural and luxurious decoration, the window lattice screens that are brushed casually, and the bead curtains that are turned around are all rare antiques. A little bit surprised, this "meeting gift" is so precious.

But when Shi Mu saw this, he still couldn't help thinking that maybe the purple sand pot and glass bowl were just used by She Yue to entertain guests when she was young... After all, this half-demon has a long lifespan that even he himself is proud of.

Of course, Shi Mu who "slandered" She Yue like this naturally did not expect that the various plants and trees Fang planted in the courtyard were rare treasures that he had collected from various places many years ago.

Huarong looked around, and a few traces of doubt finally appeared in the depths of her eyes.

At the same time, Shi Mu gave the mansion the last dust-removing formula, removing all the dust and sat down.

Except for the jars of fruit wine brought back from Yu Lanshan's place, Shi Mu had nothing else on his body, and it was then that Shi Mu remembered that this alcoholic, Hua Rong, hadn't drank for quite a while.

However, neither Shi Mu nor Huarong had the idea of ​​drinking at this juncture, Shi Mu had no choice but to retreat, and suddenly remembered the Liquan spring backlogged in the corner of the space, drew spring water from it and poured it into the cup, picked up the cup and squinted his eyes Sniffing the faint sweetness in the cup, pushing the other cup to Hua Rong who just sat down, and then asked: "What happened before?"

Huarong's throat rolled, and she swallowed a mouthful of spring water. The sweet taste from her throat transformed her whole body. Finally, she suppressed the dazed impetuosity of the past few days, and then said, "I don't know, it's just a whim."

Shi Mu stared at Huarong closely: "Sound transmission into the ear, it can't be done on a whim."

"I know," Huarong said, her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but the tremors during the period were almost worse than when she got the news from Hua Jiuqi. "It's a fairy trick."

Spiritual energy turns into sound, and spiritual consciousness is used as a medium. If the cultivation is perfect, it is possible to connect the heaven and the earth. What mortal can do it?

Huarong's hands even trembled a little.

I have already made up my mind to embark on that vague fairy road.

Not for the supreme transcendence, nor for the omnipotent supernatural power.Just for a long life like the sun and the moon, to be able to accompany the person in front of you to dispel the fear that follows you everywhere, or at least, to be able to break through the endless time with your own strength.

delusional.

Even Huarong himself once thought so.

Even so, Huarong has never given up on such absurd thoughts, but even he himself has never thought, and never dared to think that his hands may have already touched the gate of Jiuxiaotian, and his feet may have already touched the gate of heaven. Across the sky.

Perhaps, immortals and human beings are no longer so close to each other.

——It's just a strip of water, half a step away.

Huarong stared at her palm, and the lingering pure white mist lingered on her fingertips.

Huarong finally confirmed that it was not an illusion, the aura that belonged only to the immortal appeared in front of his eyes, attached to the fingertips of this "mortal".

It wasn't the faint vortex on the spirit-gathering array, nor the lingering smoke of those ancient relics that flashed past his eyes. Such a real and entangled aura could almost touch the subtle flow, but he couldn't help it. Terrified, I'm afraid this is just a dream.

Once you open your eyes, all of them vanish into nothingness.

Huarong stared blankly at her hand, after the initial bewilderment and joy subsided, there was only a burst of emptiness in her heart, and she refused to leave.

After all, he didn't even know where the power came from.

"In the end, don't you still want to accompany me? More than a hundred years."

The time is clear.

From the time when Hua Rong was injured in the martial arts conference, Shi Mu not only used spiritual power to heal her, but also injected spiritual energy into her meridians to help her practice in her spare time.In addition, the two of them are together every day, and the aura of Shi Mu's body is also permeated with beauty every day.Now Huarong's veins, bones, and body are different from those of the past, and they are almost the same as the gods.

But familiar people are the hardest to notice the change, and this difference is really hard to notice on weekdays, so that Shi Mu only discovered it just now, and he was quite dumbfounded.

Immortals like Huarong who have no skills and no heavenly tribulation are rare in the world. If they were placed in the formerly prosperous cultivation world, they would be envied by many people.

It is said to be cultivating immortals, but it is more like those spiritual herbs in the fairy world that have been turned into fairy servants.

"But you are much tougher than those fragile flowers and grasses, and you are not at all respectful to me, a fairy."

After Shi Mu finished speaking, he sighed vaguely.

After being explained by Shi Muyi, Huarong's heart also felt at ease. After all, she didn't understand the grand occasion of the cultivation world. She wasn't surprised at this moment, but was in the mood to tease back: "Then, should I, the fairy servant, serve Master Jiuxian?"

Huarong quietly accentuated the tone of the word "serve", but Shi Mu didn't notice it.

"Yes, yes, I thought you already knew."

"Then what should I do..." Huarong frowned, as if a little embarrassed, and finally smiled slightly, making up her mind.

"It's better than..."

Huarong's hand brushed Shi Mu's teacup, and the hand that usually held the sword was incredibly gentle at this moment, and the fingertips passed gently, leaving a slowly blooming lotus in the cup.

Young men and women in Tianyuan Continent love to use this flower to express their love, and the double-blossomed lotus also represents a lover who will never be separated and grow old together, which is more romantic.

Thinking of this, the red light in Shi Mu's eyes flowed softly, but he still smiled lightly, as if he didn't care much, and said, "Small means."

It is said that Taoist Qingmin, the head of the Qingming School, carved a lotus flower with two pedicles from beautiful jade a few years ago, which won the favor of the famous blue jade fairy, and thus embraced the beautiful woman.

It is said that the lotus flower will not be released, it is completely natural, I don't know how much effort and talent it takes, so Taoist Qingmin has won the reputation of "Jade Master", and I don't know how many chivalrous daughters' hearts have been harvested.

Huarong is now a spiritual flower that can be regarded as the same.

Shi Mu thought about it again, and gave Huarong an elegant name: "Since you are the flower in the cup, why not call you Mr. Huarong, huh?"

Shi Mu teased, and lightly touched the petals of the lotus with his fingers, the aura was not very stable, it swayed with Shi Mu's movements, it seemed to be attached to Shi Mu's fingertips.

Shi Mu hooked his fingers, and said duplicity: "This method of controlling spirits still needs to be practiced."

Huarong has long been used to Shi Muyan's insincere appearance, she is noncommittal to this nickname, just watching Shi Mu dye the pure white lotus flower with a little red, making it even more coquettish, and thinking that he didn't pay attention, she quietly put it away , the smile on his face has never fallen.

Realizing that Huarong's gaze was always on her, her pupils were dark and deep, and they were burning hot, Shi Mu coughed lightly and blushed a little.

After all, it is thin-skinned, even though he has done some intimate things, Shi Mu still can't even bear the other person's eyes, maybe it's because he has never had such contact with anyone in the past few years.

Pretending not to feel that line of sight, Shi Mu's eyes drifted here and there, aiming at the glazed lamp, looking at the bluestone slab, in short, looking at the sky and the earth instead of Huarong.

After letting go like this, Shi Mu remembered something.

When I saw She Yue for the first time in Qingliu Town, this person who was too careless couldn't wait to return the Supreme Immortal Technique to Huarong, and Shi Mu kept it with her.

Seeing that the volume was the second volume and it was useless, the two of them went back and forth afterward, forgetting about this back and forth.

Until now, Huarong has somehow become a fairy, and the booklet has not seen a glimmer of light at the bottom of the box.

But this time it happened to come in handy.

Shi Mu dug out the Supreme Immortal Technique, unfolded the jade slips, and took a quick look, except for the first few sentences of introduction, the rest were the same small spells for the exercises after cultivating spiritual power, which happened to be suitable for Huarong .

Shi Mu handed the jade slip to Huarong.

Huarong accepted her changes very quickly, and at the moment she didn't pay much attention to the immortal technique, but stared straight at the light-white fingertips that broke into her sight, feeling that she was three points more white than the jade slip.

——This man is really charming from head to toe.

Shi Mu seemed to have heard the trembling of his heartstrings, curled up his fingers, wishing that his fingernails would turn a tinge of red, took the jade slip and tapped Huarong, and said, "I'm back to my senses."

Huarong then took over the jade slips and flipped through them casually, but Shi Mu suddenly became a little inexplicably worried-I don't know who it was because of, one and the other said that they wanted revenge.It's okay when there are tasks, but on weekdays, it seems that they can compete one by one casually, especially his father and son of the Hua family. On the contrary, it was a bit serious.

That's okay, less stress anyway.

Shi Mu found a reason for him almost in the next moment.

Sighing, seeing Huarong's expression getting more and more serious, Shi Mu didn't know if he finally remembered something serious, so Shi Mu stopped bothering her - it would be good to improve her strength a little in a few days.

Anyway, no one can pass his test, so Shi Mu squinted his eyes and smiled complacently, and held up the Bingdilian plant in his hand to look over and over again, but because of this, he missed the corner of Huarong's lips that suddenly curled up.