The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

Dawn lifted the veil of night, and the sky was bright.

Su Baiche stepped into the bamboo forest, and as far as his eyes went, all the bamboos fell to the ground, "It seems that he vented all night, and now his anger has reached its peak. It's the best time for me to come."

Tong Xi was stunned: "So you have such plans, but I underestimate you."

Su Baiche snorted: "Idiot."

After all, he saw a figure.

The young man leaned on Xiuzhu, his robe was wrinkled all over, his loose black hair was covered with bamboo leaves, and he lowered his head slightly, staring at the strand of hair satin in his hand.

"Look, it's embarrassing."

Su Baiche snorted softly, and immediately changed his expression. With a soft gesture on his face, he walked over slowly, "What happened, so many bamboos were broken."

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes changed, she put Zhe Xing in her arms and looked at the person who came, "Last night, I practiced here."

Su Baiche hesitated, and said after a moment, "But what kind of trouble did you encounter in your practice?"

"Never." Zhou Xuanlan nodded slightly, preparing to leave.

Su Baiche hurriedly took a step forward: "I happened to be free. If you have any questions about your practice, you can come and ask."

This kid has a good face, but he is not good at asking questions when he encounters the hurdles of cultivation. He looks like a stuffy gourd.

Su Baiche was disdainful in his heart, but showed a friendly smile on his face, and said softly: "You are my Qingling disciple, even if Shen Xianjun doesn't want to teach you spells, there is no need to be disheartened, I am Qingling elder, and I am also Responsibility."

Zhou Xuanlan took a step and narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, "If that's the case, please ask Master Su to accompany me to practice a trick."

Tong Xi hurriedly said: "Good opportunity, defeat him quickly, and take the opportunity to teach spells."

Su Baiche said coldly, "Use your nonsense?"

He mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and the mist-like spiritual energy in all directions wrapped around him from head to toe, with a cool and beautiful face, showing a hazy beauty.

Seeing this, ordinary people are a little stunned.

Su Baiche raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhou Xuanlan, only to find that he had closed his eyes at some point.

Tong Xi chuckled: "It must be because you look too beautiful, he closed his eyes because he was worried about shaking his mind."

Su Baiche sank his face without saying a word, the spiritual power in his palm was even more powerful, and he attacked with a bang.

boom!

A huge crack opened in the ground, winding all the way, and all the bamboos fell down.

Zhou Xuanlan was impartial, standing at the end of the crack in the ground, perfectly avoiding the attack range.

Su Baiche's face changed slightly. Although this move only took seventy percent of his strength, he was already a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, and a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, how could he escape!

"How did you do it?"

"Assessing the strength of the real person's shot, avoiding the danger area in advance, after the spiritual consciousness is diligent, it is not difficult to detect these."

Su Baiche's eyes showed a touch of admiration: "You have some ability."

"Does the real person feel good too?" Zhou Xuanlan lightly curled his thin lips, and his tone was filled with joy that could not be concealed, "Master taught me."

The expression on Su Baiche's face condensed, and after a while, he said with a smile, "Shen Xianjun is really a good teacher."

"Master is very good." After Zhou Xuanlan said what he wanted to express, he handed over and left.

Su Baiche, who was left alone in the forest, sneered: "There is a teacher who respects you, so you make my hot face stick to my cold butt."

Tong Xi did not reply, his thoughts were disordered, and his head was hot.

where is wrong.

Shen Liuxiang stayed up all night and had not yet had a break when the microphone rang and was summoned to Yeming Peak.

Ling Ye handed him something: "I wanted to give it to you last night, but you would have left in a blink of an eye. This is a gift from the imperial palace."

In his palm, stood half a jade huang.

"The emperor has a heart."

Shen Liuxiang's face changed slightly, and he looked up at Ling Ye. It was not surprising that the emperor knew his identity, and the senior brother knew it too.

"Master told me before he left," Ling Ye took Shen Liuxiang's hand and put Yuhuang on it, "He once said that the choice is yours, but as long as you stay in Qing Lingzong for one day , this is your safe place."

Daoist Wuyuan, Master?

Shen Liu's head was aching faintly, without the slightest impression, "Where did Master go?"

Ling Ye sighed softly: "I don't know, the world's powerful people, when their realm reaches a certain level, will cut off the cause and effect of the body, and after disappearing, they will either rise or fall."

At this moment, someone outside the hall called out, "Master."

Ling Mushan entered the hall and saluted the two of them.

Ling Ye asked, "What's the matter?"

"Disciple..." Ling Mushan hesitated before speaking, "Disciple is ashamed. After the competition with others, there was a problem in his mood, so he came here to ask Master for advice."

Ling Ye was quite surprised.

Lingmushan has always been calm, and his mentality is comparable to that of a Jindan cultivator, but after the competition with others, something went wrong.

"Details."

"Yesterday the disciple defeated Zhou Xuanlan,"

"Normal discussion, not bad."

"Today's disciple was defeated by Zhou Xuanlan."

The smile on Ling Ye's face was even bigger: "In one night, he realized something, very good."

"All the moves of this disciple are useless to him." Ling Mushan's expression was extremely difficult, and then he glanced at Shen Liuxiang with a bit of grievance in his eyes, "He said, it was my uncle who taught him and accompany him to practice all night."

Zhou Xuanlan asked him to compete, not to show off, but as a reminder, just like he had learned a move and showed it to Zhou Xuanlan to take a look.

Their goal is to be at the top of the big competition list, and they will definitely become rivals in the arena. At that time, there will be no complaints about who wins and who loses.

Ling Mushan's state of mind was disturbed, not entirely because of his moves, but partly because of the master who suddenly popped out of his mouth after Zhou Xuanlan stopped.

At that time, his meaning was unclear, and he seemed to have premeditatedly added a sentence: "Master accompanied me to practice all night, and I was so diligent."

Ling Mushan was in the mood of a teenager, and his heart suddenly became sour.

Although Shishu had ignored Zhou Xuanlan before, but suddenly he did, and it was too enviable.

A dignified cultivator in the spiritual realm, sparring with disciples in the foundation-building stage all night, who can believe it?

And although his master treats him kindly, but as a suzerain, he is inseparable from daily management, and he only has a little spare time to give pointers, and he has never been so hands-on.

Aware of his brother's gaze, Shen Liuxiang looked at the sky and ground, and blinked innocently.

Ling Ye shook his head helplessly: "I asked why you suddenly became diligent last night. It turned out to be something else."

Shen Liuxiang smiled bitterly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the Great Competition within the sect. According to the rules, the sect master Xianjun and the seventh elder had to sit and watch.

Early in the morning, Shen Liuxiang was awakened, Ling Hua threw him a deep purple ice silk robe, "Put it on, I'm tired of wearing white clothes every day."

Shen Liuxiang sat up, his waist-length blue silk draped loosely behind his back, and rubbed his sleepy eyes, "I want to change it too, but I don't have the money to buy it."

His poor jingle did not ring, only a spiritual stone funded by Mingtan.

Ling Hua vigilantly said: "Don't look for me, I gave you most of your savings last time, and in a blink of an eye you bought a high-level magic weapon and sent it to Ye Bingran. I swore at that time that I would never give you half a spirit stone again!"

"Okay, okay, I'm not looking for you," Shen Liuxiang squinted, "I'll change clothes, go out quickly."

"We still took a shower together when we were young, what's there to see?" Ling Hua said, but turned around and walked out the door.

Shen Liuxiang put on the silk robe and felt refreshed, except for the warmth in one place.

He took out the jade Huang and glanced at it. Although the shape was strange, it was finally complete. The jade body contained a layer of light and moist luster, and the patterns on it were interlaced, extremely complex, like a kind of magic weapon.

It was not too late for Shen Liu to reach the square, but there were many people earlier than him. Several elders gathered together and saw him with different expressions.

One of the beautiful female elders had a faint blush on her cheeks. She didn't step forward because of her shyness. Instead, she took two steps back and turned away.

"It's been so long, Junior Sister Yanyun still misses you, it's a pity." Ling Ye smiled meaningfully.

Shen Liuxiang pursed his lips and said nothing.

When he was reading the book, he had an impression of this junior sister, and he was infatuated with Shen Liuxiang, but the ending was tragic. Ye Bingran was in danger. In order to save him, Shen Liuxiang pushed Yanyun into the mouth of the monster and became a thing in the belly.

At that time, there was a big wave in the comment area, and countless people cursed.

"It's really a pity," Shen Liu said loudly, "What a good girl, but she's a little blind."

Ling Ye smiled: "In this way, your youthful demeanor has blinded many people in the world."

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

This is not written in the novel. He didn't know Shen Liuxiang's youthful appearance. When he read the book, he only felt that even the title of Immortal Monarch was not worthy of the name, and he suspected that it was obtained by Taoist Wuyuan and the suzerain and senior brother.

At this moment, there are not a few people who think the same way as him.

"Shen Xianjun, why did you change your robes today?" An elder with thick eyebrows and big eyes came over, his tone was mocking, "Could it be that you saw Su Zhenren dressed up yesterday, and you suddenly had this idea?"

Shen Liuxiang recognized this person.

Elder Cheng Yitian was the least accustomed to bullying others, so he hated Shen Liuxiang very much.

A person next to him smiled and said: "Elder Cheng's words are bad, although Bai Che rarely wore a purple shirt yesterday, but he didn't wear it today, so it is not imitating, Xianjun's move is definitely not imitating, let alone Dongshi imitating! "

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding elders laughed.

Shen Liuxiang's virtues have been seen by everyone over the years, but the recent changes have not changed their deep-rooted views at all.

What's more, not long ago, he was like a real person drinking a bowl of unknown things. Such behavior is outrageous.

Ling Hua frowned and was about to speak.

Shen Liuxiang raised his hand to stop him, and walked towards the person who said earlier, "Since you have seen Su Zhenren wearing a purple shirt, why don't you tell me, who is beautiful between this gentleman and Su Zhenren?"

Wu Zhi was stunned.

Shen Liuxiang turned around in place, ripples appeared on the hem of the purple clothes, his handsome face and slender figure, against the background of the purple clothes, showed a sense of unattainable luxury.

He raised his brows lightly, and chuckled with his lips hooked: "The elders talk about it."

Wu Zhi blushed unconsciously and hesitated a little.

Although Su Zhenren is also extremely beautiful, she is like a clear spring under the moon, elegant and cold.

But the person in front of him is extremely beautiful and aggressive, as if he can capture the soul, making people feel a sense of danger that they will fall into eternal danger if they are not careful.

Wu Zhi murmured for a while, and said angrily, "It's just a skin! Even if he is better than a real person, what a cultivator cultivates is the heart, and what he cultivates is character, not..."

"Okay," interrupted Shen Liuxiang, "I already understand what the elder meant, that this gentleman looks better in a purple shirt than Su Zhenren."

He hooked Wu Zhi's shoulders and put on a warm look, "Elder, you know that it's not terrible to be in a shirt, and the truth is that whoever is ugly is embarrassing."

Wu Zhi's face changed slightly: "I never said Su Zhenren was ugly."

"As you said, he is uglier than me in a purple shirt," Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows, "So many people are watching, because of your words, Su Zhenren is afraid that he will have no face to wear a purple shirt in the future."

Wu Zhi blushed: "You, you can only use your tongue!"

"Um?"

Shen Liuxiang released him, his eyelashes lowered, showing a look of frustration.

"What the elder said is very true, this monarch is nothing more than a cultivator in the spiritual realm, and he can only show his ability in front of the elders, which is really ashamed."

Just a cultivator of the God Transformation Realm? Is this mocking his low cultivation base?

"You, you..." Wu Zhi was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a while.

Shen Liuxiang: "Hehe."

Undisguised laughter fell.

Wu Zhi was in a hurry, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

All around exclaimed: "Elder!"

Ling Hua couldn't help laughing, worried that if Shen Liuxiang stayed here again, he would be killed, so he quickly pulled him away.