Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 297 Senior Sister Nangong
"Don't worry, the wind and cold dew in the mountains are heavy, I told you earlier, don't dress so lightly, in case you catch a cold, what should you do? Tsk tsk, Miss Xiangxiang, look at your little hands are icy cold, It's obviously a lack of qi and blood, you have to pay attention to your body, or the uncle will feel distressed." Cao Wei stroked a small soft catkin hand, as if there was no bone feeling, and tapped lightly on the smooth skin with two fingers.

The owner of this hand is a woman wearing a light blue skirt.

But this Zhuji Kunxiu withdrew his hand, and said angrily, "Uncle Cao is really a noble man who forgets things too much, and the concubine is not Xiangxiang."

"Is that Jinhua, Mengwei, Jingzhi or Ziqing?" Cao Wei said with a smile.

As soon as these words fell, four people immediately surrounded him like butterflies wearing flowers.

For a while, Cao Wei laughed heartily, hearing the voice of Yingying and Yanyan, embracing the posture of flowers, willows and willows, feeling their tenderness, tenderness and charm.

However, the woman in the pale blue skirt frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Cao Wei smiled and said, "Why is Xiangxiang so lucky today? Come, give my uncle a hug."

It's just that having said that, he couldn't spare his hands and feet.

"Uncle, you can play tricks on others, my concubine is not Xiangxiang, but Qingqing!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei suddenly said: "So it's Qingqing, but your sisters look so alike, so it's not to blame for the uncle to recognize the wrong person."

Suddenly there was a soft laugh: "It turns out that Jindan monks like Cao Daoyou can't recognize people?"

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, it was Cao who recognized him clearly. Qingqing has a mole under her left chest, and Xiangxiang is under her right chest. But after they put on their clothes, I can hardly tell them apart." Cao Wei explained with a serious expression. .

Hearing these words, there was a crisp bell ringing not far away.

I saw a woman with an extremely pure appearance but an extremely hot figure approaching, like an extremely exquisite vase, which made people feel caring, but also vaguely picked up other thoughts, There is a sense of contradiction that I can't help but want to see it ravaged and destroyed.

While this person was walking, the golden bell wrapped around the ankle of his left foot made a clear and pleasant sound, which lingered in the air, curling endlessly, and directly hit the heart.

Seeing this, the five Foundation Establishment Kunxiu immediately stopped pestering Cao Wei, retreated to the edge of the corridor, bowed sideways and said, "My disciple pays homage to Uncle Nangong."

As for Cao Wei, he put his hands on his chest, exhaled softly, and then said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Nangong's "Tianmo Acacia Dafa" is really powerful, and Cao's heart is still beating. Woolen cloth?"

After hearing Cao Wei's teasing, Nangong Ping walked over slowly.

When she was in front of Cao Wei, she stretched out her fingers and hooked the opponent's chin, and said softly, "If the heart stops beating, wouldn't it be death?"

"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic." Cao Wei blew lightly on the beauty's earlobe.

"I'm afraid that someone has a lustful heart, but not the guts!" Nangong Ping said softly.

"Actually, Cao can sometimes be a bad person!"

As soon as the words fell, he laughed loudly and walked towards Yunyuan where Zuo Yunzhi was.

Take a step forward and walk seven or eight zhang away.

However, the figure disappeared into the corridor.

Nangong Ping, who stayed in place, looked like water in her eyes, licked her red lips lightly, with a smile on her face, as if she saw a prey that fit her appetite.

And Cao Wei, who had already come to Lixu Kaiwai, was walking on the corridor of the palace, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the mere charm performed by this beautiful woman who wanted to refuse and welcome, could not disturb his will.

After all, he is not a casual person!
Until he reached the end of the corridor, Cao Wei finally came to a forest garden after several twists and turns.

Walk through the moon arch, step into it, and step on the sapphire stone steps.

I saw beautiful flowers and Yao grass on both sides, lush forests and bamboos, and occasionally heard the sound of a zither coming from the front.

In a stone-carved gazebo surrounded by light gauze, a beautiful woman in plain clothes is stroking the strings.

The wind blows light gauze like weeping willows.

Cao Wei stretched out his hand and opened the gauze curtain, walked slowly into the pavilion, and said with a smile, "My dear Zhi'er, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Then he looked at Zuo An, who was leaning on the side of the fence, who looked almost like himself, frowned and said softly: "An'er, do you still have something to do?"

"Nothing to do today!" Zuo An said unhurriedly.

"For my father, I have recently refined two Zhuyan Pills. One is to honor your grandmother, and the other is arranged by An'er myself. I hope there is a woman she likes to give it to me!" Cao Wei said slowly.

After saying that, he turned his hand and took out a palm-sized square brocade box, and handed it over.

Zuo An reached out to take the brocade box, then stood up, opened the folding fan in his hand, and said lightly, "Father, I think I'm bothering you, so to put it bluntly, why bother? I'm not the kind of ignorant person , but just this Zhuyan Pill?"

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded with a smile on his face, and then kicked his ass.

I saw this Mr. Pian Pian stumbled out of the gazebo, looking extremely embarrassed.

Cao Wei was in the pavilion, patted his cheek and said angrily:

"I talked to you in a nice voice, but you are a kid. You are almost a hundred years old, and you have been forming a pill for more than ten years. You are still a baby. You are not ashamed to say it. I feel ashamed, hurry to get out of here, it's annoying to watch!"

Zuo An put away the brocade box in his hand, then closed the fan and put it into the fan pocket on his waist, then patted the boot prints on the back with his hand, and slowly tidied up his clothes.

After tidying up, he clapped his palms and said with a light smile: "Father has good feet! But next time, be more careful. If not, if the child is impulsive, he will be charged with beating his father and other unworthy charges."

As soon as the words fell, Cao Wei had already disappeared in the pavilion, and appeared behind his son as if he had changed shape, with one hand on the other's shoulder, and his body was tightly wrapped by wisps of ashen silk. .

Then he asked in a slow voice: "An'er, I don't know 'There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky', what is the explanation for this statement?"

"The evil soul thread of Ling Yanzong?" Zuo An said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell, a faint green-gold light appeared on his body surface.

However, it disappeared in a flash, and he still did not break free.

"Don't be nervous. My blood is flowing on your body. I have also awakened the blood of Jumang. My father knows how to use it and how to restrain it. This blood is not only a strength, but also a weakness. You and I We are all in the trap, if we want to break free from the trajectory of the predecessors, we should find our own path." Cao Wei said without haste.

After a while, Zuo An nodded: "My child understands."

Hearing this, Cao Wei let go of his hand, and the wisps of evil soul disappeared from his palm, and then he smiled happily: "Well, you can correct your mistakes, and you are still a good boy!"

"The child is ninety-one, father don't treat me like a child anymore." Zuo An said helplessly.

"Are you ashamed to mention your age? At your age, at least you are a great-grandfather in the secular world, but now you don't even have a wife, and you don't even have a concubine. As long as you haven't married yet, it's not considered a grown-up." Adult!" Cao Wei laughed.

"How can mere mortals be compared with us monks? Their principles don't apply to us!" Zuo An said in a deep voice.

"No matter how powerful a monk is, there are times when he is weak. We just have a longer lifespan and some supernatural powers. But when it comes to realm, sometimes we can't compare with those mortals who only have a lifespan of tens of years. What they have gone through is a lifetime, and we are still in the middle of it. Different time periods have different perceptions of life. How can you be sure that you must be stronger than them if you haven't carefully understood them?" Cao Wei shook slightly down.

"People are divided into groups, and things of a kind flock together. We monks and mortals shouldn't have any intersection." Zuo An said slowly.

"But stones from other mountains can be used to make jade. I don't want to argue with you about this. If there is a need in the future, you will naturally learn about it." Cao Wei laughed.

The monks who came from the secular world and the monks who lived in the Nascent Soul Sect since childhood, because the living environment is completely different, the concepts between the two are naturally different.

This is an inevitable thing, just like an old farmer in the field, he only thinks that the emperor should use a golden hoe to plow the land, and there are two large oil pans at the door.

The difference in cognitive level has caused a huge split between the two.

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Zuo An turned around and walked out, and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, Cao Wei smiled lightly, returned to the gazebo, sat beside Zuo Yunzhi, and asked, "Is this how you taught An'er?"

"The world of mortals is three thousand feet long, full of melancholy and troubles. I have been to the secular world before, but I just learned a little bit about it, and my mind was shocked. It is better to say that it is purgatory than the human world, and the intrigue between each other is no different. We need to do less, maybe even more. I heard that my husband is a mortal, and he stepped into cultivation by accident, so it must have been very hard all the way, right?" Zuo Yunzhi said softly.

Between words, she poured a cup of tea for him.

"It's not bad. As a husband, he is such an outstanding person in the world, he doesn't need the fortune of the times, and he will be accompanied by the wind and clouds." Cao Wei took a drink from his cup.

"Look at what you said, you don't even blush? If outsiders hear it, they must think that your husband is speaking outrageously." Zuo Yunzhi said slowly.

"If you don't have a thick skin, how can you cheat such a beauty?" Cao Wei laughed loudly.

Hearing this, Zuo Yunzhi poked Cao Wei's waist with his hand, turned over and sat on his lap, bent his ear and asked: "What happened to those disciples before, my husband must have already deceived them, right?"

"Jealous?" Cao Wei asked back.

"If this concubine was jealous, I'm afraid I would have been pissed to death. From the first time we met in the secular world, I knew you were a restless and bad embryo, and you would love to mess around. That is to say, you have become a little more peaceful over the years. Originally, the husband and the like were not a good match, but after we separated, the concubine never forgot...your tricks." Zuo Yunzhi said slowly.

Then her cheeks were reddish, she deliberately dawdled a few times, and joked: "My husband is restless again!"

"I'm not a saint as a husband, how can I stay calm? If I don't do anything, I'm afraid you will think too much instead." Cao Wei made no secret of his emotions and desires.

Hearing this, Zuo Yunzhi nodded slightly, and then asked:

"If your husband likes those disciples, you can accept them as concubines. It is normal for Jindan monks to have more concubines. It's just a senior sister, it's better not to provoke them! The concubine is not out of jealousy, but What the senior sister is practicing is "The Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa". If you are not careful, your husband's hard work of more than a hundred years may be in vain!"

As soon as these words were finished, Nangong Ping's voice came from a distance: "Junior Sister sold out Senior Sister completely in order to please a man. This is not acceptable."

"Senior Sister's exercises are not a secret." Zuo Yunzhi said slowly.

Although the area of ​​Chongwu Region is vast, the Golden Core cultivators are just those people. Even if they don't meet each other, they have heard of each other more or less.

And every kind of cultivation method has its own differences.

For example, the "Zhou Tianmu Xuan Gong" practiced by Cao Wei was recognized by Liu Dao and Hua Qing, two Nascent Soul monks, since he used it a little in the Jiuyuan Tianjian in the Western Regions.

Then it was recorded in the Chongwu Domain Golden Elixir Directory collected by the two sects.

As for why it spread, that's another matter.

Sometimes as long as it can cause some troubles for other sects, these Nascent Soul cultivators will spare no effort.

And this Senior Sister Nangong, who formed the alchemy several decades earlier than Cao Wei, how can some superficial information be concealed from others?

What's more, since Qingxia Sect and Hehuan Sect are so similar, it is naturally clearer.

"That's not the reason why you betrayed your senior sister!" Nangong Ping pushed aside the veil that moved with the wind, and walked slowly into the pavilion.

Seeing the posture of the two of them, he couldn't help but tsk-tsk, and then sat sideways on the mat, revealing his straight and slender legs.

Seeing that the smoke from the blue-and-white milk-foot incense burner next to the piano case was gone, she lightly picked up the lid and placed it on the table, took out the incense sticks from the incense bottle, and took out the silver charcoal that was about to burn out in the stove , put a new one down, and pressed the ash down with ash.

At the same time, he said unhurriedly: "It seems that it has disturbed your love."

"Since Fellow Daoist Nangong understands, why bother to spoil the scenery here?" Cao Wei nodded and smiled.

"In broad daylight, why worry, Junior Sister, don't you think so?" Nangong Ping asked.

While speaking, she crossed her legs, changed her sitting position, reached for the incense spoon, and scooped out the incense powder from the incense box.

I saw Qiqing yawned lightly, and the incense powder immediately scattered in the pavilion.

It's just that Cao Wei's thoughts moved, and the incense powder floating in the air gathered together again and fell into the incense burner.

Then he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, it's better to be more careful, don't make Jingxinxiang into a fan, otherwise Cao can't hold on to himself, it will be bad."

"Wouldn't it be better?" Nangong Ping said with a smile.

"Senior Sister, is this not good in front of Junior Sister?" Zuo Yunzhi said slowly.

(End of this chapter)