Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Early the next morning, Yan Feizhen and Tang Huan went to Zixiao Peak together.

Clouds and mists shroud Zixiao Peak, which is simple and quiet. The place where inner disciples live is adjacent to the mountain stream, and the sound of sword dancing is interspersed with the trickling water, which is an artistic conception that cannot be felt at Cangqiong Peak.

The dispositions of the disciples of each peak are not unrelated to the masters they worship. The disciples of Cang Qiong Peak run around and compete with each other every day, but Zixiao Peak seems to be more disciplined.

When the two came, Yue Qixian and Yu Chuyang were practicing in the courtyard. When he saw Yan Fei following Tang Huan, Yue Qixian's expression changed immediately.

"Why are you here?!" He asked Yan Fei, or "Yue Xingyue".

The girl glanced at him, curled up the hair around her ears, and said nothing, her tight lips and stubborn eyes seemed to give her an answer.

She is not reconciled!

The genius disciple of the four great families had just been born, and before the three worlds had time to shine, he was told that the road ahead was broken, and the dream of cultivating the Tao that had been instilled since childhood was shattered overnight, and no one would be reconciled to it.

Yan Fei smiled bitterly: "Third Brother, my Sea of ​​Consciousness has been destroyed, but it doesn't mean I can't follow the path of the physical body. Now my physical body has recovered [-]% and I can practice."

There is indeed a blood relationship between the children of the family, but in this world of striving for longevity, they are also used to birth, old age, sickness and death, and no one will influence the path of others' cultivation.

Yue Qixian did not dissuade him, he took out a low-grade long song sword from the Qiankun bag and handed it over, and said in a cold voice: "Yesterday, Master took us to the Weapon Pavilion to choose a new sword, and I will hand over this long song sword to you first." Self-defense, walking the way of the flesh, may not be lost to everyone."

Yan Fei nodded and took the long sword, and retreated silently behind Tang Huan.

Some people appear sad and lonely, but they are actually evaluating the newly cheated weapons, "Tsk, almost five hundred spirit stones, the children of the family are indeed rich, go back and share half with the palace master?"

"...Be yourself."

Tang Huan was very helpless, he was really forced to join forces!

The villain's acting skills are too good, and the character design is very clear. The plot that plays with people's hearts in the original book is not groundless.

Yan Fei came here this time to find Yu Chuyang, and at the moment Yu Chuyang was practicing his sword power under the tree, so Yan Fei signaled Tang Huan to come and talk to him.

Tang Huan was a little hesitant: "You really want to find him for double cultivation?"

Yan Feihui made a mistake, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, the Palace Master has taken a fancy again and wants to tie him back to Shiba Cave Mansion?"

"I didn't!" Tang Huan was embarrassed and annoyed: "It's not a matter of a day or two to restore the sea of ​​consciousness. After the double cultivation, you plan to become a Taoist partner with him?"

Yan Fei turned his eyes to the young man dancing sword under the tree. After looking at him for a while, he said thoughtfully, "If his cultivation speed is much faster than his peers, it's not impossible."

Tang Huan was stunned: "Are you serious?"

Yan Fei asked back: "Otherwise, if the Palace Master doesn't help or ask others, is it possible that the knowledge of the sea can repair it by itself?"

"..."

the answer is negative.

If Tang Huan doesn't help, Yan Fei will either find someone else, or have to realize that she can't use her spiritual consciousness for the rest of her life. Not to mention that her cultivation base cannot be broken through, but it will continue to dissipate over time. In severe cases, she may eventually fall to the level of practicing Atmosphere.

In this kind of bloody novel, the intersection of the protagonist's attack and attack often only needs an opportunity. Tang Huan never expected that this opportunity was created by himself.

By accident, the villain and the protagonist are really going to get together!

Having said that, Tang Huan was still unable to start talking to Yu Chuyang. He had a feeling of pushing Yu Chuyang into the fire pit. Once he helped, if the protagonist came back from rebirth in the future, would he also bear a grudge against him?

The plot is chaotic, who knows what kind of memory the protagonist will be reborn with two years later?

Tang Huan didn't go to talk to him, Yan Fei was watching his vivid and changeable expression with his arms around his shoulders, and he was not in a hurry to urge him.

After half a stick of incense passed, Immortal Feng Ling finally arrived belatedly.

Today's lesson is Flying with the Sword. Except for Tang Huan, all the disciples present have already built their foundations. Manipulating magical weapons with their mind is the most basic of Taoism.

Facing the Feng Ling Xianzun who Zeng Sheng cut his stomach, Yan Fei saluted with the others without changing his expression. Tang Huan couldn't help but peek at his reaction, and Yan Fei lightly transmitted voice: "Just stare at me again!" , Feng Ling is going to spy on me." He then stiffly withdrew his gaze.

Flying with the sword is very difficult, at least it is extremely difficult for fledgling monks, but the more difficult the course is, the more you can see the difference in the talents of the disciples.

Compared to the two "trash" of Cang Qiong Peak, the genius of Zixiao Peak didn't take an hour to master it, and flew around Zixiao Peak several times.

Yue Qixian had already learned how to control a sword when he was in the Yue Family, while Yu Chuyang was truly gifted. Less than two months after teaching him, Immortal Feng Ling had already made him one of the main players in the Rookie Conference by default.

On the other side, Tang Huan pretended not to be able to hone his acting skills. Yan Fei couldn't mobilize his consciousness, so he stepped on the tip of his sword boredly.

And including Feng Ling Xianzun, several people present knew about Yan Fei's situation, and they were all expected. Therefore, Tang Huan was the only one who was harshly criticized.

"Calm down, look forward, and focus on the sword body with spiritual consciousness."

Tang Huan stepped on the long sword on the ground, acting very engrossed in the drama, and asked ignorantly, "I have not yet established the foundation, and the sea of ​​consciousness has not yet formed, so where is the consciousness?"

Immortal Feng Ling said calmly: "Consciousness is a kind of divine consciousness. It is something that is born with. On the road of cultivation, it is most taboo to confine yourself to the realm. The consciousness of the Qi realm is enough to suspend the magic weapon. "

"Oh."

Only then did Tang Huan feel relieved, and floated the long sword tremblingly.

It was the first time he was using a sword, so he had to act a little rusty. He pretended that the long sword was not in control, his body was unstable, and he wobbled a few times. He planned to jump down naturally, but when he fell, a hand suddenly supported his waist .

"Calm your dantian, don't shake around." Immortal Feng Ling reprimanded him while supporting him.

"Oh…"

The waist under the palm was extremely slender, as if it could be broken easily with just a little more force, to hold the person steady, but Immortal Feng Ling didn't let go, his face was as cold as ever.

"Remember the feeling at this time, you can be the first to climb Diancang Mountain, and you are even afraid of the height of a few feet? Otherwise, I will summon a monster to chase you down, maybe you can learn it without a teacher."

"..."

Tang Huan suspected that Immortal Feng Ling was prejudiced against him, or that it was too troublesome to teach other people's disciples, so he deliberately made trouble for him.

For the sake of Wangyou Lake's opportunity, Tang Huan decided not to argue with him, settled down, and stood firmly on the sword as if angry.

The rest of the people were resting aside at the moment. Yan Fei was caressing the long singing sword boredly. When he caught sight of the hand on Tang Huan's waist, he paused slightly, and the sharp blade accidentally cut his fingertips.

His gaze froze for a moment, then he retracted indifferently.

Yan Fei licked off the blood on her fingertips, and in the next second, a new crimson oozes from her fingertips again.

At this moment, Yue Qixian, who was also staring at that hand, couldn't hold back, suddenly bowed and said: "Master, why don't I come to Yujian to take Xiao..."

"Senior Brother Yu, can you take me to experience it?" Yan Fei interrupted, and said to Yu Chuyang who was beside him, "Senior Brother Yu has such an exquisite control over the divine consciousness for the first time with the sword, so it's no problem if you want to bring someone along."

These words instantly attracted Tang Huan's attention, and he pricked up his ears.

Yue Qixian who was interrupted was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "I can also take Junior Sister Xiao to get used to it slowly."

Compared with flying with a sword, leading people together is more a test of the control of the divine sense. Immortal Feng Ling took a deep look at Yue Qixian, pondered for a moment, and nodded in acquiescence.

Yan Fei directly stood on Yu Chuyang's saber, leaned close to Yu Chuyang's ear and said something, and then Yu Chuyang's pupils shrank slightly, and his face turned red instantly.

Seeing this scene, Tang Huan couldn't calm down anymore, scratching his heart and lungs with curiosity.

This is the first contact between the villain and the protagonist, a contact that can determine the future direction of the plot. They won't just go to double cultivation, right? ? ?

Unconsciously, Tang Huan stood on the overhanging long sword and urged: "Let's catch up."

Yue Qixian was puzzled: "Why chase after?"

Tang Huan: "...I don't know who is more subtle in manipulating the consciousness, you or Senior Brother Yu."

Most of the children of the aristocratic family are pretentious, and Yue Qixian is the leader among them. Tang Huan's casual words just hit Yue Qixian's weakness.

He climbed up the mountain gate before Yu Chuyang, and the target he was chasing at first was actually Tang Huan. Unexpectedly, Tang Huan's performance was mediocre after he became a teacher. On the contrary, Yu Chuyang, who went up the mountain after him, showed amazing talent, faintly overshadowing him.

The arrogance of the aristocratic family does not allow it to be inferior to others!

Choosing to come to Dian Cangshan, he won the first place, in order to slap the rest of the family in the rookie conference!It proves that Yuejia talents come forth in large numbers and will never decline!

With an awe-inspiring aura and a torch-like gaze, the Changhong Sword rushed out, whistling and chasing after the figure in the distance.

After a while, the distance between the two was less than a hundred meters.

However, without knowing what Yan Fei said to Yu Chuyang, the speed of the two suddenly increased, and they separated in the blink of an eye.

Yue Qixian became more serious on the surface, Yu Chuyang's talent far exceeded his expectations, this time he unleashed his aura without sparing any effort, and his long sword was as fast as a flying star.

The two agreed to lead a person to test the flight, and it turned into a racing competition. The disciples near Zixiao Mountain had never seen the spectacle of leading a person to fly a sword, and they all stopped to record the video.

"What are you doing? That sword seems to be our little junior sister???"

"That's right! That's right! Little Junior Sister Feng Zhonglang is so beautiful, it's unreasonable!"

"Young junior sister has chosen too much? Tsk tsk, background is still very important these days."

"Who did Yu Chuyang bring? The little girl who was injured in Nanfenglin?"

"Yes, Junior Sister's Junior Sister is in the thirties of the beauty list, what are they doing, a husband and wife competition?"

"Damn, this speed is foundation building??? This year's disciples are all perverted! Have you heard that the inner disciples newly recruited by Shuiyue Sect this year actually reclaimed a forest of monster beasts a few days ago, and worked together to kill them?" A level six monster!"

"Hiss...! Level [-]?! That's not equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan, this session is really abnormal, some people watched the rookie conference..."

"It's a pity that Junior Sister didn't build a foundation. If Junior Sister can participate, no matter how evil you are, we will definitely win. Who can do it!"

The rookie of the Water Moon Sect had just made a splash in the Three Realms. Dian Cangshan was jealous, and it was rare to record material. After confirming that Tang Huan's face could not be seen clearly, he immediately spread it out. This is the competitive spirit among the big sects.

They Dian Cangshan, this year there are also evildoers!

...

While there was a lot of discussion in Diancang Mountain, Yue Qixian finally caught up with Yu Chuyang again.

After most of the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, his complexion turned slightly pale. Before he could rejoice that he was better, he saw Yu Chuyang turned his head, gave him a complicated look, and suddenly accelerated to fly away again.

Yue Qixian's mind was shocked, as if struck by lightning.

Yu Chuyang hasn't used his full strength yet!

This is the first time in Yue Qixian's life that he has felt a desperate gap from his peers. Even facing the children of the Gu family, who is the head of the four great families, he has never felt the frustration at this moment.

...Especially in front of Tang Huan.

Yu Chuyang is the protagonist, and it's normal for him to be very talented. Tang Huan didn't look down on Yue Qixian because of this, and he was stunned at the moment: "Senior Brother Yu, why is he so fast? Yan... Yue Xingyue won't help him!"

...I have to say that Yue Qixian was comforted.

The consequence of extreme tension and relaxation is that the consciousness is vacillating. Tang Huan was about to inject spiritual energy into Yue Qixian to cheat, when he suddenly felt the long sword shaking under his feet.

Tang Huan lowered his head and looked at the sky below, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

The hunch was soon fulfilled.

Tang Huan's feet shook violently, and Tang Huan fell straight down.

"Sister!!!"

Yue Qixian hissed and shouted, the aura could only keep the long sword hanging in the air, and he could only watch Tang Huan fall deeper and deeper.

The wind howled in his ears, and the white skirt fluttered in the clouds. Tang Huan was in a daze, and was forced to experience the feeling of bungee jumping.

The brain is running wildly, thinking about countermeasures calmly.

…Now how to do?

Now that Yu Jian is flying back, he does not meet the status of a disciple of Qi training state.

It seems unrealistic for Duan Guang to go down the mountain and pretend he didn't fall to his death.

Shout out for help?There are brothers and sisters passing by nearby, maybe they can help.

Tang Huan looked around, all he could see were cliffs, not even a ghost.

Moreover, he estimated his current descent speed, and the person who rescued him had to be at the Golden Core Realm to be stable.

... This Feng Ling Xianzun is really big-hearted, and his disciple Test Fei didn't follow him to protect him?

His body was still falling, Tang Huan admired himself for still thinking wildly,

"It's all Yan Fei's fault." He swears while blowing the cold wind, "I can't say anything in person, it makes me suspicious, you bastard."

"Can this be my fault too?"

A voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile suddenly sounded in his head.

Tang Huan was taken aback, sound transmission?

How could it be possible to hear the sound at such a distance?

He looked up into the sky, and at some point, in addition to the sky, white clouds, vegetation, mountains and rocks, there was a figure in his field of vision.

Even if it turned into a woman, that person was still wearing a blood-red dress. Yan Fei fell towards him, like a burning flame, and her delicate face continued to enlarge in the field of vision, which was obviously the appearance of Yue Xingyue However, Tang Huan seemed to see the face of the most beautiful woman in the world through it.

Tang Huan blinked vigorously and stared blankly at Yan Fei. Before touching him, Yan Fei suddenly changed back to his original appearance, wrapped his long arms around his waist, and whispered, "A woman's hands can't hug him." stay with you".

Immediately, he summoned his long sword and went up with the sword, and fell tens of meters before he managed to stabilize his figure.

On the blade of the sword, Yan Fei's arm holding Tang Huan tightened suddenly, and his complexion was instantly pale as paper.

"It's up to you to control it." He gritted his teeth and said every word, resisting the severe pain in his head, and glanced at a hollow on the mountainside, "Go there first, hurry up!"

After a few words, big drops of cold sweat oozed from Yan Fei's forehead. Seeing that something was wrong with him, Tang Huan immediately flew towards the cave with his sword.

After landing, Yan Fei took out several pills from the Mustard Seed Space and swallowed them, then crossed her knees and closed her eyes. After half a stick of incense, the pained expression on her face faded slightly.

This guy has always been able to bear it, and he didn't show any expression when he was cut open. Now he is like this, which shows that the pain he is experiencing is at least several times that of the physical injury. Tang Huan stayed beside him at a loss, and didn't dare to touch him for a while.

"Yan Fei...You are controlling the sword, and the sea of ​​consciousness and consciousness will not be completely shattered, right?"

Yan Fei leaned back against the wall and opened her eyes exhaustedly: "Can I still talk to you if it's broken?"

Looking at his appearance, Tang Huan really suspected that he would be speechless in the next second, and now he couldn't care too much, so he directly pressed his forehead to it.

Yan Fei's sea of ​​consciousness does not need to be explored deeply.

Because just looking from the outside, it is already devastated.

… If I had to describe it, it was like a hard-boiled egg that had been rolled and kneaded. The cracked shell was still there, but it seemed that it would fall apart with the slightest touch.

Tang Huan stepped back and glanced at Yan Fei, then stuck it up again to sense the sea of ​​consciousness, and stepped back to look at Yan Fei after a while.

"You don't want to live anymore?" He asked in a trembling voice, then shook his head after he finished speaking, and took another look at the post, and said firmly, "You are going to die."

After being relieved, Yan Fei immediately scanned the cave and made sure there were no hidden dangers before replying unhurriedly, "Well, you killed him."

"I…!"

Tang Huan took a few deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. As a result, his expression became calm, but his body was trembling uncontrollably, "I'm not really practicing Qi. No matter how I think about it, I can't fall to my death. You don't need to..."

Yan Fei interrupted: "Yue Qixian's voice has alarmed the five peaks, and now they are full of people, do you want to fly up?"

Tang Huan retorted resolutely: "I can explode my potential in times of crisis and break through to build a foundation in mid-air. Anyway, I can make up some random reasons. I don't need you to save me."

Yan Fei said lightly: "But I don't worry."

Tang Huan was taken aback: "...What are you worried about?"

Yan Fei: "I'm afraid your head won't be able to react and you'll fall to your death."

Tang Huan: "..."

Yan Fei took out the seven-star lotus that Tang Huan had thrown to him earlier, took seven pieces and put them in his mouth, then got up and walked towards the entrance of the cave. After carefully inspecting the outside of the cave, he set up a protective barrier.

"Wait for someone to save you. In Yue Xingyue's situation, if you catch you, you will be seriously injured. If you can't fly up, I will tell the outside world that I saved you because I don't want the Yue family to be infamous. I hope, they still have to give me something.”

The villain's logic was very clear, so clear that Tang Huan was momentarily speechless.

He looked at Yan Fei's ever-vigilant back, and suddenly said in a low voice, "...you're not playing tricks, are you?"

Yan Fei froze.

Tang Huan stared at him without blinking, and continued quietly: "You think this will allow me to restore the sea of ​​consciousness for you, on purpose."

Yan Fei walked out of the cave, changed the subject and said, "Come here and use your spiritual sense to explore the surrounding area."

Tang Huan narrowed his eyes: "Look! You are so afraid of death, you must have known that the sea of ​​consciousness will not be broken."

Yan Fei: "..."

Yan Fei: "Who do you think I am?"

Anyway, not a good person.

Tang Huan couldn't believe that Yan Fei would jump off the cliff to save him.

The scene just now reminded him of the heartless scene in the original book where Yan Fei let the protagonist fall into the magma, so when Yan Fei hugged him, he was in a daze.

In the case of possible death, even if he could extradite the demonic energy, Tang Huan didn't think that Yan Fei would risk his life to save him, unless Yan Fei was sure that the sea of ​​consciousness would not be broken.

...But if Yan Fei could control the degree of fragmentation of the sea of ​​consciousness, she wouldn't have accidentally exploded so hard in the first place.

Regardless of whether it was a bitter trick or not, Tang Huan fell for it anyway, and he felt sorry for it. After careful investigation, Yan Fei's recent injuries were indeed caused by him.

Traveling so far, Tang Huan almost forgot Yan Fei's state when he was intact. Every time he crossed the demon, he could always smell the faint smell of blood on the opponent's body. He was not really as cold-blooded and ruthless as the rumors. His will will also be softened.

"Forget it... Isn't it just to repair the sea of ​​consciousness?" Tang Huan finally compromised, shouldering the pressure of possible manslaughter, "If you are not afraid of death, I will help you repair it."

The silkworm silver belt on his head restricted Tang Huan's cultivation to the early stage of Golden Core. In theory, Yan Fei could restore Golden Core, but it mainly depends on practice.

Hearing this, Yan Fei turned her head abruptly, fixedly stared at Tang Huan for a while, her peach blossom eyes that she hadn't seen for a long time were bottomless, "Really?"

"…real."

Yan Fei immediately sat down against the rock wall, waved to Tang Huan, and then patted her leg, "The conditions are limited, sit here."

The matter has come to this point, and he doesn't know how long it will take until someone comes to rescue him. Tang Huan is also worried that his sea of ​​consciousness will shatter as soon as it shatters, so he walks over reluctantly.

The conditions in the cave were very limited. Tang Huan stood beside Yan Fei for a long time, but he was no match for his shame, so he chose to sit next to him, pressing his forehead in an awkward posture.

"Aren't you too tired?" Yan Fei said impatiently, pulling people directly onto her body, and spent a long time getting rid of the devil's energy before repairing the sea of ​​consciousness.

It may be because the posture has been adjusted all the time. During the period, the lips inevitably moved and rubbed. The strange and weird touch made Tang Huan's face feel hot. He only felt that this time of crossing the demon was longer than any previous one.

After finally kissing, he saw the dilapidated sea of ​​consciousness again, and began to cautiously probe through the cracks with his consciousness.

After these years of contact, his control over the divine consciousness is far from what it used to be.

"It really hurts." Recalling the past, Tang Huan still felt palpitations, "Don't move around later, or don't blame me if it breaks."

"Ah."

Tang Huan finally understood Ji Yao's feelings of repeated probing at the beginning. Ji Yao was afraid that he would hurt him, but he was afraid that the sea of ​​consciousness would be smashed to pieces, and he couldn't do it for a long time.

He remembered Ye Zhilan's saying that getting familiar with the breath first would not hurt too much, he hesitated for a moment, and hugged Yan Fei with both arms.

Yan Fei paused, opened his eyes, and looked at him deeply.

This was the first time Tang Huan took the initiative to get close.

Tang Huan looked embarrassed: "Well...Ye Zhilan and the others said that it won't hurt if you get familiar with the breath this way. I'm afraid you will move around."

Yan Fei asked: "The Palace Master was also hugged like this back then?"

Tang Huan didn't think about it, and nodded casually, "It's all the same, so bear with it."

After a moment of silence, Yan Fei responded lightly, but Tang Huan still didn't dare to go in, and finally decided to repair the cracks in Shihaihai first.

The small cave was quiet and silent, and he carefully merged the cracks with his spiritual consciousness. Time passed like this for an unknown amount of time, until his brain began to numb, and his spiritual consciousness was exhausted several times until he fell asleep.

Thinking of the consequences of sleeping, Tang Huan bit the tip of his tongue and stopped.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow." He was so tired that he sat on the side, his whole body was limp, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, "Why hasn't anyone found it yet?"

"It should be soon."

Yan Fei checked the sea of ​​knowledge.

Because there are too many cracks, it looks the same as before, but five cracks have actually been eliminated.

He looked at the tired Tang Huan, and suddenly asked, "Have you found any trace of Xiao Changli through the fan pendant?"

Tang Huan felt relieved in an instant. He said unpreparedly, "After searching for a few times, the traces either disappeared at the foot of the mountain, or disappeared in the forbidden area of ​​Diancang Mountain. The traces of the forbidden area are very faint. He may have gone down the mountain."

Yan Fei said: "It is rumored that there was a sword spirit falling from the sky in the restricted area of ​​Diancang Mountain, so he rushed out of Changhuan Valley to find the sword falling from the sky, and left after getting the sword spirit?"

Tang Huan shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible."

Yan Fei asked, "Why is it impossible?"

Tang Huan: "Anyway, it's impossible."

First of all, Xiao Changli is not the main character, even though he is powerful, it is not so easy to get the sword spirit. Furthermore, the sword spirit of Diancang Mountain is not in the forbidden area at all, and there is no Xiao Changli at the place where the sword spirit is. A long trail.

So he must have another purpose in coming to Cangshan Mountain.

In front of Yan Fei, Tang Huan didn't really want to talk about Xiao Changli. After all, he just caused such misery because of a fan pendant, and he was somewhat guilty, so he changed the topic.

"By the way, what did you say to Yu Chuyang just now?"