Ye Shangxian, eat well and drink well! [Mountains and rivers x food language]

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Ye Baiyi finished his studies. Although he has strong comprehension ability, the whole process of transforming spiritual power still takes time. Even if it is a process that he has done before, it cannot be completed in a flash. of.

What's more, it's not a practice for human beings, it's for ghosts. He has to constantly understand and deduce it, take the essence and discard the dross, so that everything will be smooth and safe.

Ye Baiyi didn't know that this move actually provided a very important foundation for him to forge the Hunyuan Neidan later.

Xiaoyi had already fallen asleep on his shoulders, she couldn't hold on very early, and was exposed to the cold during the day, she was so sleepy.

When Ye Baiyi started studying, it was less than an hour after sunset, and Xiao Yi has been sleeping until now, lying on his arm like a cat, without taking off his clothes or lying down.

Just with such a pendant attitude, I have been learning with him.

Ye Baiyi couldn't bear it anymore. Although Xiaoyi took the medicine and promised him to do that kind of thing in order to motivate him to study, he felt that he couldn't do that.

Ye Baiyi gently placed the book on the table, blew out the candlestick with a breath, then hugged Xiao Yi by the waist, laid her flat on the couch little by little, and wrapped her in the quilt.

Xiaoyi's sleeping face is very obedient, she doesn't seem to be troubled, and her breathing is gentle and soft.

Ye Baiyi took a closer look, feeling itchy in his heart, he leaned over quietly, and pressed a kiss on her lips.

"...Senior Ye?" Xiao Yi could recognize him in her sleep, with her eyes closed and her eyelashes fluttering, one hand fumbled around his neck.

Ye Baiyi's heart skipped a beat, and it was extremely sweet in an instant.

It was still him in her dream.

Ye Baiyi lowered his head to kiss her, very lightly and restrained, almost to the extent of lips touching lips, because he was afraid of affecting her sleep.

After kissing meaninglessly like this for a while, Ye Baiyi felt that Xiao Yi's breathing rhythm had changed, she frowned, made some very small hums, and her cheeks were flushed.

Ye Baiyi propped up his hands, his lips let go of Xiao Yi's lips, and opened a distance, Xiao Yi opened his mouth slightly, still talking in sleep, his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Senior Ye... so amazing... er... "Ye Baiyi's kiss and breath changed the direction of the dream, Xiaoyi was not ignorant in the dream, but naturally supplemented the latter part.

In an instant, Ye Baiyi's blood rushed straight to his head.

...Xiao Yi was actually having a charming dream, in which she praised him for being amazing.

Ye Baiyi couldn't hold back anymore, he pressed on Xiao Yi's body all of a sudden, and kissed her fiercely, he decided to let her know what it means to be powerful.

……

This incident ended when Xiaoyi unilaterally fell asleep again.

Ye Baiyi hugged Xiao Yi, covered her with the quilt, and fell asleep contentedly.

Although it was already bright outside, this did not prevent the two of them from catching up on sleep during the day.

As for Wen Kexing, Zhou Zishu, and Longyuan Pavilion, he didn't want to think about these for now.

……

Ye Baiyi and Xiao Yile couldn't think of Shu, while on the other side, Wen Kexing's team complained endlessly.

A day passed, a whole day!

The two of them suddenly flew into the sky with swords, and suddenly lifted off from the same place, leaving behind a floor full of colorful luggage, just like a dilapidated market.

No audio at all.

Wen Kexing also knows medicine. After all, his parents belong to the genius doctor Gu, and without Ye Baiyi, the burden of treating Long Xiao falls on him.

But a few people lost Ye Baiyi, so much luggage was piled up on the ground and it was difficult to clean up, they couldn't leave them where they were, and they took Long Xiao with them and set off to Longyuan Pavilion to find the truth.

What's more, Zhou Zishu's physical condition needs to be taken care of by Ye Baiyi, and Wen Kexing doesn't want to be separated from the old monster easily.

They also have a doctor-patient relationship.

"Old Wen, I think...Senior Ye is not the kind of person who breaks his promise, he should have his own reasons." Zhou Zishu saw Wen Kexing pacing back and forth anxiously, and offered to comfort him.

In my impression, Ye Baiyi stepped on the dragon's back and suddenly fell from the sky. It was a very chaotic scene. Even the most shrewd Xiao Yi obviously didn't understand the inside story, and shock and fear were written all over his face.

It should feel like an accident.

"Let's rest here for a couple of days, and when he comes back, he can recover from Chengling's illness—it's not necessarily a bad thing." Zhou Zishu mused.

Zhou Zishu's cold was almost healed, and he felt refreshed after a night's sleep, but Zhang Chengling was still very weak.

"...That's fine." Wen Kexing had no other choice.

In ancient society, the communication business was very limited, and several people lost contact with Ye Baiyi, so they could only wait, and it was useless to get angry.

After Long Xiao woke up, it was boring to lie still all the time, the bamboo boards all over his body clinging to his muscles and bones.

Although he is not a talker, but Ye Baiyi, the ceiling of the world, is not around, and the big crisis is lifted, he is a little ready to move.

"Who are you guys? Why are you going to Longyuan Pavilion?"

Long Xiao tried to strike up a conversation, with a strange tone, "If your goal is to open the arsenal, I advise you to stop as soon as possible! There is no chance." He didn't know that Wen Kexing had the uncrushed glazed armor in his hand .

"Don't talk too much!... This is our own business!" Zhang Chengling retorted angrily. He has a strong sense of justice and has always been against such sinister people.

Zhou Zishu frowned and greeted Zhang Chengling: "What are you fussing with him about?" That is a useless person, dying.

Wen Kexing didn't care, walked over and squatted next to Long Xiao, and smiled sinisterly: "The few of us—are great benevolent people, and when we go to Longyuan Pavilion—naturally, we want to do good deeds, do good deeds and accumulate virtue." Collect the truth of the world and watch the animals die.

"..."

Long Xiao: "..." He felt that he couldn't understand this person.

Long Xiao rolled his eyes: "Ridiculous."

"Then who are you?" Wen Kexing took the time to shake off his fan and fan Long Xiao. It was actually very cold, and Long Xiao was about to freeze when lying on the ground, but Wen Kexing kindly bestowed on him Extra cool, "You are from Longyuan Pavilion, I know that, what is your relationship with Longlao Pavilion Master? Is he your grandfather?"

"……Pooh!"

Long Xiao was annoyed, "—I'm bah!" He was a bit at a loss for words.

In short, he just wanted to scold, but he couldn't do it well.

Long Xiao is not the same type of person as Ye Baiyi and Wen Kexing. He has a poor spiritual world and no acting personality.

Wen Kexing didn't get an ideal reply. He refused to give up and continued to fan him to cool him down. It was cold and late autumn at an altitude of 3000 meters. Wen Kexing took the initiative to act as a loving fan: "Who are you, it's not good to satisfy everyone's curiosity Is it? I met by chance and fate, and I have been able to cross the same boat after a hundred years of cultivation. I don’t have any bad intentions, but I hate people who are not sincere with me, and pretend to be false. "

Long Xiao began to shiver, his body temperature continued to drop, he was about to lose temperature: "I...why did I tell you..."

"...Old Wen, he is Long Xiao, the current owner of Longyuan Pavilion."

Zhou Zishu was speechless. In fact, he knew who this person was all along.

He used to stay in the skylight, which was a secret service agency, and the forces in the world were both black and white, which was basically within his experience.

But I don't think it's necessary to tell.

"...you know me?!" Long Xiao gritted his teeth. To him, Zhou Zishu's tone was lazy and random, which seemed unfathomable. He couldn't tell who this person was.

He didn't pay attention to these two boys at all before, thinking that Ye Baiyi was the only threat.

Wen Kexing continued to fan Long Xiao, admiring his shivering pain.

He innocently smiled and echoed Zhou Zishu's words: "Oh! That's how it is. It turns out that it is the master of the Longshao Pavilion. It seems that you do know the way to the Longyuan Pavilion...but how old are you this year?" Long Xiao's expression Split instantly.

Long Xiao looks like a child zombie, with a face full of resentment, Wen Kexing thinks he is not a good guy, he was born in Ghost Valley, he is born with radar in this area, and he always keeps his hands on people and things.

While Wen Dashan was patiently extracting information, he was thinking about how to control him.

You can't let him eat inside and out and stab everyone secretly.

Wen Kexing's words offended Long Xiao, he is actually almost 40 years old, but he looks like this because of a genetic disease.

He was furious and wanted to refute, but it was too cold, Wen Kexing kept fanning him, his teeth were chattering and he kept fighting, his throat made some meaningless syllables, and he couldn't utter a word.

"...Don't kill him." Zhou Zishu couldn't see him from the side, so he reminded Wen Kexing in time.

"Don't be afraid, the old monster said that he can heal the bones from the dead." Wen Kexing didn't panic at all, and continued to play with Long Xiao in a very vicious manner. Anyway, Ye Baiyi is a genius doctor in Changming Mountain. When the doctor is not around, he puts the patient in ICU.

The good guy Ye Baiyi suddenly disappeared and left them a mess, and he wants to take revenge.

Long Xiao: "...creak creak." The trembling of his teeth intensified, and he felt even more creepy.

It turns out that there is no normal person in the team of Changming Mountain Sword Immortal.

Hell is empty, the devil is on earth.

……

At three poles in the sun, the Changming Mountain Sword Immortal at the top of the devil's food chain finally woke up.

Ye Baiyi was dressed in a snow-white jacket, with long black hair hanging loose, he stretched out on the couch with his eyes half-opened with a moist face.

His wife was still snuggling in his arms, her forehead resting against his heart, breathing softly.

The sun shines in through the window lattice, and the years are quiet.

……--Great! ! ! ! ! ! !

Ye Baiyi's happiness index soared to over a hundred in an instant.

This is the married life he has always wanted.

After two months of difficult long-distance relationship, he miraculously possessed all these.

So cool, so happy, so young! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

During this unexpected honeymoon time, Ye Baiyi's whole heart was about to melt. The splendid world and the sea of ​​flowers surrounded him.

A hundred years old, Changming Mountain Sword Immortal, the ceiling of the world, nothing compares to the one you love lying in your arms by your pillow, carefree and warm in the sun.

The big cat and the kitten curled up in a ball, and began to bask in the sun contentedly.

Before Xiaoyi woke up, Ye Baiyi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, sticking to bring happiness.

Suddenly, a mental wave penetrated into Ye Baiyi's mind.

Longbei tried to say hello to him. After all, it was so stiff yesterday. After it woke up, it was actually struggling whether to apologize to the old father.

"..." Ye Baiyi crammed together yesterday and learned how to build a mental barrier, so he refused to chat without hesitation.

With a bang, the flesh and blood were shut out of the door.

Ye Baiyi raised a barrier in his mind, and repeatedly strengthened it. The mental power of the dragon's back rolled around like boiling oil in a hot pot, hitting the wall hard, but it was in vain.

With this barrier in place, Longbei could not continue to draw Ye Baiyi's spiritual power, it could only use the leftover part from yesterday, and it could no longer steal his father's credit card.

It began to realize that it had no right to be self-willed, and its mental strength gradually weakened, so it withdrew from Ye Baiyi's mind resentfully, this method would not work.

It has to use other methods to please Ye Baiyi before its energy is exhausted, otherwise it will not be able to maintain its spirituality and degenerate into an ordinary ancient martial arts sword.

Ye Baiyi concentrates on enjoying his youth, and spends sweet time with his wife. He doesn't know that his silly son Long Bei has so many twists and turns in his heart. In just one morning, he has experienced all seasons of the year.

Ye Baiyi was flirtatious all night, lying down and still not getting up, the outer clothes and packages were piled up on the ground, in a blind spot of his vision.

Among them was the dragon's back, and the dragon's back silently crawled out inch by inch from the package, and hung soundlessly against the ground.

Ye Baiyi couldn't see anything from this angle, he prevented the dragon's back from fluctuating, and he couldn't understand what it was trying to do.

Longbei tried it out, but Ye Baiyi did not respond, so it sneaked against the ground and the wall.

Then he made a quick turn and floated out through the window.

In my impression, Ye Baiyi should love to eat.

Long Bei decided to do what he liked and went out to rob.

……

Ye Baiyi, who knew nothing, didn't know that his sword and dragon back were no longer in the house.

He is the ceiling of the world of martial arts, and he is used to thinking about problems with the thinking of a martial arts person, and he never thought that there is such a possibility.

Ye Baiyi happily kissed Xiaoyi, basked in the sun happily, and strengthened her spiritual barrier happily.

In the fishing village not far away, there was a shocking scream. This is another story entirely.

The author has something to say:

Ye Baiyi builds the foundation for love.

...And he will be forced to continue to practice Jindan, Yuanying and Huashen in order to educate his stupid son, and eventually become a true immortal.

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In the last few days, it is estimated that I will take a break. The author has no farts, and moving can kill a person.

The other articles are locked first, and I will not write them for the time being. Let this article continue to read for a few days and save manuscripts. Anyway, I have no shortage of manuscripts.

It's so hard to keep in good health. I don't stay up late anymore, and I don't drink iced Coke anymore.The fat house happy water that I can't bear.

It is a shame to be lazy and lazy to work, and it is a shame to procrastinate infinitely. Looking back, the four hedgehogs have become a mosaic substance.

... After all, it shouldn't be!

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With that said, I came back to my senses...

I found that I piled up today's saved manuscripts, and then farted today.

What a mistake.

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This time I moved, I chose a room with good lighting, because I am a plant and I want photosynthesis.

Last month I wrote about Ye Baiyi’s ability to write about my faults. There are also some reasons why I am prone to disorder because the sunlight in my original residence does not shine on me.

And if there is no sunlight in the room, there is no way for a person to enjoy the process of drying things.Basically, you can't even think about drying large items, such as quilts.

Foreigners use dryers, they dry everything.

But I refuse.

There's enough sun this time around that I'm going to buy an oversized clothes rail rack on the big deal.

I had a used one once, but it was kind of broken, it was a parallelogram all the time, and it fell over after a little more drying.

Damn not anti-Japanese.

And this time I must buy the most awesome one.Ask for the Enigma in the clothesline.

Bear my white clothes.

A real man will be exposed in the sun.Leave it in the sun all day.