After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Yan Jianglan still persevered in trying to make Sect Master Sheng smile, and even risked that Le Zhengzhen would beat him up, wanting to hang out with Sheng Jiao in the middle of the night.

Sheng Jiao sat cross-legged on the couch with his eyes closed, unmoved, his whole body was filled with indifference, Yan Jianglan knelt in front of him, hooked his neck and kissed the corners of his lips, like a gorgeous woman who tried her best to seduce a monk ghost.

The "Yan Gui" surnamed Yan said: "Sheng Wuzhuo, why don't you take care of me?"

Sheng Jiao didn't even open his eyes, and said coldly, "Sleep and adjust your breath."

"I'm fine, I'm too lazy to adjust my breath." Yan Jianglan unhappily lay on Sheng Jiao's shoulders, twitching Sheng Jiao's loose long hair around his fingertips, and muttered, "I'll make you laugh." It's really hard to smile, just don't smile at me at that time, let me be so worried and don't give me a good time, how can you catch people like this?"

Sheng Jiao listened to him for a long time, and finally couldn't help raising his hand to rub the back of Yan Jianglan's neck slightly.

There was no facial pattern on the back of the neck, but it was still sharp. Yan Jianglan's scalp went numb for a while, and he frowned, "What are you doing? Are you going to laugh?"

Sheng Jiao didn't speak, he held Yan Jianglan's hand and put a string of beads on his wrist.

Yan Jianglan raised his hand to look left and right, and asked doubtfully, "Did you pick it up?"

Xi's house was in ruins, and those spirit beads went to nowhere.

"I only picked up half of it." Sheng Jiao said, "I added a few more beads."

Yan Jianglan felt the heaviness on his wrist, and was immediately coaxed into joy. He couldn't put his hands down touching the round beads and turning them around on his wrist. He always felt that the spiritual power of this string of beads was much stronger than the previous one.

After turning the beads around, Yan Jianglan finally knew the reason.

He picked up one of the beads in astonishment: "This is... Tianyan Pearl?"

Tian Yan disappeared, and Sheng Jiao's [-] Tian Yan beads would have disappeared even if he hadn't been blown up, but the only "Zhao" Tian Yan Pearl did not disappear because it was Sheng Jiao's original spiritual power.

The Tian Yan in it also transformed into extremely rich spiritual power, connecting the entire barrier of Yanwen Mountain.

Yan Jianglan stroked the bead with his fingertips, and asked in surprise, "You really gave it to me?"

Sheng Jiao: "Don't like it?"

He was worried that Yan Jianglan would think that this was once a Tianyan Pearl and reject it, but Yan Jianglan said happily: "I like it, of course I like it. I like everything you gave me."

Sheng Jiao was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and remained silent.

Yan Jianglan's fingers were still wrapped around a lock of Sheng Jiao's hair, and he was about to let go of his long hair to look at the beads seriously, when he inadvertently pushed aside a gap in his ink hair, revealing Sheng Jiao's ears.

The earlobe, which was originally like white jade, was turning slightly red.

Yan Jianglan: "?"

Yan Jianglan didn't even look at the beads, he rushed forward and brushed away Sheng's coke and loose ink hair, and said in astonishment: "My God, why did I start daydreaming before dawn? Sheng Wuzhuo! Sheng Sect Master, are you ashamed?!"

Sheng Jiao: "..."

It was rare for Sheng Jiao to be embarrassed by Yan Jianglan's love words. Seeing Yan Jianglan's fanfare, as if it was a big event that he couldn't find out, he frowned slightly and forced him down, and whispered: "Want to eat closed-mouth meditation?"

Yan Jianglan hastily shut his mouth, but Sheng Jiao's rare threat made him even more annoyed.

It was so rare for this kind of emotion to appear on Sheng Jiao.

Yan Jianglan was so happy that he kicked his legs straight, his beautiful eyes were bent into crescent moons, he wished to pick up the rhino horn lamp and tell the world, he quickly signed in sign language: "Wait for me for a while."

Sheng Jiao frowned slightly.

Seeing Yan Jianglan running out as if he was having fun, wearing only a single shirt and barefoot, he ran to the room in the side courtyard next door, and he was so happy in the middle of the night: "Brother! Brother, get up quickly, Don't sleep, what are you sleeping for? I told you that Sheng Jiao became angry from embarrassment, hahaha, it's an anecdote!"

Le Zhengzhen: "..."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Le Zhengzhen roared: "Do you want to die?! Why are you so angry because you don't sleep in the middle of the night? Are you both sick? Do you want me to give you a needle to cure your brain?! Give me—— roll!"

Yan Jianglan was scolded for a while, and ran back smiling.

He ran around outside, with the scent of frost and sweet-scented osmanthus on his body, lifted the bed curtain and flung himself on the bed with a smile, and went to brush Sheng's burnt long hair to see that he was still not shy.

Fortunately, Sheng Jiao had a good temper and didn't have the same knowledge as him, so he glanced at him lightly.

"Hey." After Yan Jianglan finished playing, he lay lazily on Sheng Jiao's lap and said, "Your emotions and desires are really back?"

Sheng Jiao is not clear, but he can clearly feel that his feelings towards the outside world are completely different from those of the previous 12 years.

"Maybe?"

Yan Jianglan crossed Erlang's legs with a smile: "Then will you change back to the gentle, gentle and smiling person in the future?"

Sheng Jiao was taken aback: "Do you still remember?"

"Remember." Yan Jianglan looked up at him, like a smart little fox, and blinked, "I recognized you after recovering my memory in Tianyan Academy, and you gave me a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake Woolen cloth."

A soft look flashed in Sheng Jiao's eyes, and he reached out to caress Yan Jianglan's forehead.

Yan Jianglan's favorite food in those years was Mrs. Wan's medicinal food and sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Even if the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was hard, he could eat it without blinking. No matter how delicate the other foods were, they were tasteless to him.

But it is different now, Yan Jianglan is rarely interested in food, and plans to have the opportunity to eat all the delicacies in the thirteen states.

"Sect Master Sheng." Yan Jianglan suddenly showed a smirk, "Do you know what Qiqing is?"

Sheng Jiao didn't know why, but he still replied indifferently: "Happiness, anger, sorrow, fear of love, and evil desire."

"What about six desires?"

"Lust..."

As soon as Sheng Jiao said the first one, Yan Jianglan let out a "ha", grabbed his skirt and forcibly tore him off, and smiled coyly: "Since you have recovered all your emotions and desires, don't you have to take your lust to a higher level? ?”

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao looked at him coldly: "I'm already at the Mahayana stage, and the spiritual power of dual cultivation is violent, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Yan Jianglan originally wanted to tease him and went to sleep, but he could not sit still when he heard Sheng Jiao secretly "taunting" him that his cultivation level was lower than his.

He changed his face in an instant, sat up sullenly, and said coldly: "Oh, the spiritual power in the Mahayana period is violent? Really, I don't believe it, don't look down on the Void Realm."

Sheng Jiao: "..."

He didn't mean that.

But Yan Jianglan was cautious, pulling Sheng Jiao's girdle expressionlessly, and muttering: "I want to see how violent the spiritual power in the Mahayana period is?"

Before Sheng Jiao experienced the thunder catastrophe, the two of them practiced together several times, and even brought Yan Jianglan directly into the Void Returning Realm.

The spiritual power in the Mahayana period is about the same, and it should not be much different.

Yan Jianglan tied his long hair into a bun and put it on his head, intending to learn spiritual power with Sect Master Sheng.

... Not long after, Yan Jianglan's long hair, which he hastily pulled up with a hairpin, was shaken loose.

Facts have proved that the half-step Mahayana stage that has not experienced the thunder calamity is completely different from the real Mahayana stage. Yan Jianglan seemed to be covered in thunder and lightning, almost softened into a puddle of water, and he had no strength to struggle .

"Sect Master Sheng..." Yan Jianglan's forehead was covered with sweat, and a few locks of black hair stuck to the side of his face, struggling to kick Sheng Jiao's arm with his toes, and said dying, "Mahayana period, violent, I can't bear it...forgive me .”

Sheng Jiao: "..."

late.

***

The next day.

Le Zhengzhen woke up early in the morning cursing and making herbal meals. She just felt that Yan Jianglan's way of hospitality was really treating people to grandma's house. How could the host's house not wake up, and the guests were busy in the kitchen instead? .

The medicated diet is very cumbersome to make, and by the time it is done, it is almost a day and night.

Sheng Jiao had already gotten up and practiced his sword, and went to the back mountain to deal with the medicine garden of Mrs. Chao.

Although it was late autumn in the thirteen prefectures, because the entire Yanwen Mountain in the Spirit Gathering Formation was like spring all the year round, there was no fear that Yan Jianglan would raise the spirit grass to death.

Le Zhengzhen pinched her nose and left a small bowl for Sheng Jiao, just two mouthfuls, and put the remaining big bowl in the courtyard to wait for it to cool. She got up, wiped her hands, and went to wake Yan Jianglan to get up.

Although Yan Jianglan didn't wake up early in Tianyan Academy, at least he would get up at Chenshi, but now it's not bad, I don't know if he is used to it, and he is still sleeping soundly after the sun is up.

Le Zhengzhen raised the curtain of the bed, and said angrily, "Sleeping! Still sleeping?! Do you know when this is going to be? It's already noon!"

Yan Jianglan curled up on the messy bed in a thin black undershirt, his brows were tightly frowned by the sunlight, he blocked it with his hand, and mumbled sleepily: "Brother, I'm sleepy, I'll have breakfast in the evening."

Le Zhengzhen was not used to his bad temper, so he directly raised his hand and pulled him up, patted his face, frowned and said, "Rang Chen, Bu Shu and Yu Du are coming in the afternoon, Chang Xing and... ...and Fu Mo are in the southern border, and they probably won't come until tomorrow—tsk, why did you fall asleep again while talking? Do you know it's embarrassing?"

Yan Jianglan worked hard for a long time before Yan Yan opened his eyes, and said slowly: "The three of them are here today?"

"Well, get up quickly." Le Zhengzhen threw the clothes on his head, "You Yan Wenshan's way of hospitality is that when the guests come, the master is still sound asleep, right?"

Yan Jianglan still wanted to lie back down again, and said vaguely, "Isn't it enough to let Sheng Jiao treat him?"

Le Zhengzhen imagined the scene of Xia Shengjiao going to greet the guests with a blank face, and his face turned green: "Let him go? Then you are blatantly driving away the guests? Besides, you two are not married yet, how can he Greeting guests instead of you? How can there be such a rule?"

Yan Jianglan was so annoyed to death by Le Zhengzhen's nagging, he had no choice but to put on his clothes reluctantly, and was dragged by Le Zhengzhen to eat the medicinal meal while staggering.

While he was eating, Le Zhengzhen sat across from him and talked to him about the various arrangements of the marriage ceremony: "Usually the marriage ceremony will sacrifice the way of heaven, but in view of the two of you... let's avoid these false rituals."

Yan Jianglan stayed up all night, nodded sickly, and let him do everything.

"Some people will come from our Medicine Sect, and Mother will probably arrive on the ninth day of the lunar new year." After Le Zhengchen finished speaking, he didn't know, and then began to talk about the guests, who were even more important than Yan Jianglan and Sheng Jiao. Worrying, "Don't invite those bad guys from the Sheng family, let Sheng Jiao break up with them, and you don't get involved so you don't get ashamed."

Yan Jianglan continued to nod and drank soup.

Le Zhengzhen babbled a lot, and finally finished talking about some marriage ceremonies that he had considered last night. Seeing that Yan Jianglan finished his drink, he knocked on the table and asked him to wash the dishes.

Yan Jianglan was also obedient, and washed the dishes slowly.

Le Zhengzhen picked up the hand pillow and put it on the table, and said, "Come, take a pulse."

Yan Jianglan wiped his hands, sat back and put his hands on the hand pillow, propped his chin and yawned, just wanting to go back and sleep again.

"Anyway, the people who will come will be friends, not many people." Le Zhengzhen casually said to him while checking his pulse, "It's not polite, just go through the motions."

Yan Jianglan felt that Le Zhengzhen was getting better and better, mother-in-law and mother-in-law couldn't stop talking, and lazily dragged out a voice to answer him: "Got it."

However, the more Le Zhengzhen probed his veins, the more he felt that something was wrong, his brows became more and more tight, and he looked at him coldly: "You swallowed all the panacea I gave you yesterday?"

Yan Jianglan was puzzled: "Huh?"

"I've said it all!" Le Zhengzhen raised his hand and hit Yan Jianglan on the head, and said angrily, "Your meridians are not fully healed yet, those elixirs take one pill a day, and it takes three months of warming to fully recover. Why did you eat all the jelly beans?"

"No."

Yan Jianglan was wronged to death, no matter how disobedient he would be, he would follow the doctor's orders, and he would never eat the panacea indiscriminately, so he had to go back and bring the pan of panacea back to Le Zhengzhen immediately, to clear his innocence!

But before he got up, he heard Le Zhengzhen frowned and said: "Impossible, if you haven't taken so many elixir, why do you have so much spiritual power when you tap the meridians in your body?"

Yan Jianglan was stunned for a moment, his face turned green as he thought of something.

Le Zhengzhen said coldly: "Speak!"

Yan Jianglan was terribly aggrieved, he didn't expect that it would be alright if he was slumped at Sheng Jiao's place yesterday, but he would have to swallow his bitterness and forcefully swallow the bitter fruit at Le Zhengzhen's side when he got up during the day.

With a pale face, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth with difficulty.

"I... I took the panacea. The jelly beans are delicious, so I couldn't hold back. Yes, I'm sorry."