Looking at the simplicity and frankness between Dongfang's eyebrows.

Xiao Yan did not force him and eventually left alone.

Although he was a little disappointed, he was not surprised when he thought of Dongfang's personality.

The oriental face is peerless and the voice is extremely soft.

But he looks extremely soft and weak, but once he is attacked, no matter who you are, he can hit someone with his hand.

Just be direct and not hide anything.

It's like a scheming little girl.

Happiness and loss are written on your face, and people can see through it at a glance.

Usually, he is not in conflict with the world and is quiet, just like an elf in a mountain stream.

I love flowers and plants, and I also have a hobby of painting.

To put it in a sentence from my previous life, it is... a quiet and peerless beautiful girl.

Moreover, Xiao Yan also understood that the qualification of the immortal body does not require any experience.

Dongfang went into seclusion once and directly broke through the foundation building.

The second time, he even stepped directly into the Golden Pill Realm.

He said that he would not go to the Nascent Soul next time he went into seclusion.

This is the despicable point of the immortal body.

There is an essential difference from those practitioners who have only improved their cultivation a little bit after a lifetime of death.

"The ten-year agreement... more than eight years left, and now I seem to be better than her!"

"But... this is far from enough. My strength must at least resist all those who hit her and protect her from peace and worry!"

"Only in this way... can we keep her by my side forever after defeating her!"

With this idea, Xiao Yan left Jiuhua Immortal Sect directly.

Not only does he have to completely integrate the strange fire and control it from the heart, but he also needs to find more strange fires to continuously strengthen himself.

The existence of the Burning Art gave him a great opportunity to improve quickly.

He doesn't have much time to waste.

"Everything is finally gone!"

Watching Xiao Yan leave, Dongfang's heart completely relaxed.

Lying comfortably on the grass in the yard, crossing my legs, swaying around, feeling unprecedentedly at ease.

With the protection of Jiuhua Immortal Sect, I also have hidden strength, and the tasks in this world are extremely relaxed.

This kind of peace has never existed in many worlds in the past.

Relaxed and comfortable!

In the days to come, Dongfang could really endure loneliness, like a real fairy.

Sometimes I take the painting board and draw quietly in the mountain stream.

Sometimes I lie alone in the mountain stream, dazed, carefree and uncontested.

"I'd love if I kept going like this!"

Looking at the clouds surging rapidly in the sky with the wind and the sun like a fireball, Dongfang thought came to his mind.

This is the life that practitioners should have.

Living in seclusion in the mountains, flowers, plants and trees are companions, breeze, rain and dew are companions, watch the flowers bloom and sunset, and quietly understand the mystery of heaven and earth.

Leisurely beat the fairy scroll couple.

"Huh! It's going to rain again?"

Lying under the shade of trees and on the grass, I felt that the heaven and earth became several times darker in an instant.

Even the wind seemed to stop.

It was almost noon, but it gave people a feeling of being after dusk and sunset.

Looking up at the sky, Dongfang frowned slightly.

"Eclipse? It seems wrong..."

The sun in the sky is still there, but the originally hot and bursting sunlight has disappeared at this moment.

Only a round cake was left, red, dark and as if there was no trace of heat.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a slight tremor came from above the main peak of Jiuhua Immortal Sect.

"Is that the bronze bell of the Jiuhua Immortal Sect's immortal artifact?"

Feeling the source of the trembling, Dongfang subconsciously stood up and felt it from afar.

The bronze bell of the immortal artifact has not been moved since the last time he detected his immortal body.

But now, it actually made an extremely strange tremor.

It seemed as if there was a vast and powerful force descending from the void, constantly squeezing the immortal bronze bell.

Dongfang had asked about the origin of the bronze bell. It is said that it had existed when Jiuhua Immortal Sect was established and could not be investigated.

There are even rumors that someone traveled through this mountain and heard the sound of the bronze bell and understood the wonderful method, so that he established a sect in this mountain.

But the time is too long and many things are no longer meticulous.

"What happened...?"

Dongfang was very confused, and the fairy bell trembled slightly, as if it was a warning.

But I couldn't find any clue.

In the following days, the sun in the sky continued to appear bloody red.

The light was dim, like a huge fireball, extinguishing little by little.

"Xiaoqing!"

A soft sound from far to near.

The next moment, Wen Ting's figure appeared in front of the east side. Looking at the still leisurely Dongfang, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Xiaoqing... Are you planning to stay on this mountain for the rest of your life?"

Wen Ting spoke, with a rare trace of sorrow between her eyebrows and eyes.

"I won't...I'm tired of being stunned, I'll go out for a walk!"

Oriental responded softly.

When his laws have been understood to a certain extent, he must go down the mountain to draw various aspects of the world.

Now he has been on this Qingmu Peak, painting the withering and flourishing seasons of flowers, plants and trees, and painting the blooming and falling of flowers.

There is still a distance between fully understanding the mysteries of the laws.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry.

Cherish the peace now.

"It just so happened! The ancestor told you to go down the mountain and travel, so you can't stay on the mountain all the time!"

"I had arranged a lot of companions for you, but unfortunately... they had never returned when they went on a trip."

Wen Ting's words instantly made Dongfang frown.

He did not deceive Xiao Yan, he really hated traveling.

Traveling means trouble.

What he hates the most is trouble.

I yearn for this leisurely and comfortable mountain life.

Have no worries and can approach the fairy road little by little.

This is also the benefit of physical fitness and understanding.

There is no need to look for opportunities, no need to fight for fortune for life.

Be able to practice quietly, feel the improvement every day, and take a step further from the immortal path every day.

Why go out and run around?

"Then what kind of ancestor... I just can't stand it that I'm so leisurely on the mountain, right?"

Dongfang complained silently in his heart, looked at Wen Ting with grievance and said, "Can you not go?"

"I'm afraid not!"
To be continued...