"That's right, good disciple, it's you." An Xiaolin's lower body had completely disappeared.
Yao Ranran looked at his dying body and said quickly: "Why choose me? What if I can't save you? Do you know that there are people with great luck in Shuixi Palace?"
If Shuixi Palace can really be rescued, she doesn't want to selfishly delay them. After all, there are so many lives.
An Xiaolin was still gentle, his brows were relieved, and he smiled and said: "My good disciple, what Shuixi Palace needs is not someone with great luck. In fact, when you entered this place on the golden gourd, my teacher noticed you. You are very special.
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Yao Ranran was a little flattered. This was the first time she heard someone praise her for being special. She couldn't help asking: "Master, what's so special about me?"
An Xiaolin's eyes became deep, with gentle starlight twinkling in them, "I look at you as a teacher... you are particularly unlucky, particularly stubborn, and particularly... so cutely stupid!"
?
Is this line mispronounced?
This is different from what is written in Mary Sue novels!
In this situation, isn't it usually the case that one praises the other person's innocence, kindness, simplicity, beauty, excellent character, excellent qualifications, etc., but how come oneself is... unlucky, stupid, stubborn...
It’s okay to be a little bit stubborn!
"My good disciple, go and take away those treasures. Master... Master is leaving..." An Xiaolin's voice became softer and softer.
Yao Ranran no longer thinks about those messy things, no matter how special he is, as long as the master accepts her, there is still a pile of inheritance... Bah, there are a lot of treasures to inherit!
The wind is blowing on the soles of Yao Ranran's feet, and the lotus petals are walking on the clouds, bringing up the afterimages of green lotuses.
An Xiaolin's eyes flashed and he murmured softly: "My good disciple's qualifications seem to be extraordinary. It's a pity that I don't have the chance to see..."
Yao ranran entered the main hall, without even seeing what was placed in front of her, and swept across the entire place. The green bricks of the main hall were lifted up, and the window lattice and door leaves flew towards her storage bag. In a few seconds, it was bulging with stuff.
of.
An Xiaolin looked at the main hall where the lid was almost blown off. His lips twitched and he regained his composure, "If we can give her some more time, she can move this palace..."
at the same time.
The cold deacon who was guarding the Taoist temple, the old steward who was taking a nap in the side hall, and the Shuixi Palace disciples who were guarding other levels all pushed away the running monks and looked above their heads.
"The world built by Brother An has finally been broken. Are we free...or are we cursed?"
Like a patch of fireflies dispersing, the gorgeous and deserted Shuixi Palace suddenly shattered into dots of stars.
All the monks were suddenly surprised, there was no place to stand under their feet.
The four walls are decorated with exquisite mirrors.
The spirit of the fixed mirror broke the illusion and awakened the master who was immersed in pain. Pei Xianqiao suddenly opened his eyes, with the inheritance of ancient talismans in his mind.
"It turns out that an ancient talisman master was once trapped and killed here!" Pei Xianqiao was both happy and scared. She almost died in the illusion.
"Master, let's run quickly. I don't know what happened outside. These bronze mirrors are going to mutate!" The spirit of the fixed mirror propped up a thin defensive shield to resist the squeezing power caused by the rotation of the bronze mirrors.
When Pei Xianqiao heard its call, she saw that the bronze mirror in front of her came to life and kept rotating, making it impossible for her to see the way out.
Pei Xianqiao panicked for a moment, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, "What kind of magic weapon are these bronze mirrors? What should I do?"
The Spirit of Fixed Mirror shook his head, "I don't know what they are, I can't break them! Wait, someone is coming!"
The spirit of the fixed mirror disappeared in the blink of an eye and penetrated into Pei's delicate sea of consciousness.
The cold sword light flashed across, like crushed moonlight. Pei Xianqiao stared at the person in front of him, her voice trembling slightly, "You...why are you here?"
Shen Yuofu didn't answer her, only said: "Let's go."
Pei Xianqiao tilted her head to hide the nostalgia in her eyes, and flew out lightly.
…
"Master!"
Yao Ranran watched An Xiaolin disappear, her gentle and clear eyes never leaving her.
He must have seen what happened just now...
Yao Ranran thought inappropriately.
An Xiaolin looked at her face deeply, as if he wanted to carve her into his heart, "Ran Ran, my good disciple, my master will always be by your side..."
The lingering sound lingered in my ears, and An Xiaolin completely disappeared.
At the same time, the huge Shuixi Palace was also destroyed.
Yao Ranran raised her hand to block the blooming light in front of her. The collapse of Shuixi Palace was like a luxurious fireworks feast, or like countless meteor showers that suddenly splashed, drawing blurry arcs in the air, reflecting her Her face is noble and beautiful.
Bang!
An unknown object hit me.
Yao Ranran almost punched him away, but stopped in the middle of the punch.
"Boss!" was Xiaorong's voice.
His little face turned around, grinning innocently and lively.
Yao Ranran lost her temper and chuckled: "Go home, it's time to go home!"
…
Nie Rong used some method to find a few people, and Tang Xiangyin also brought back a male cultivator companion.
"His name is Ye Hai, and he is a good friend I made at Shuixi Palace!" Tang Xiangyin happily introduced.
Pu Yehai cupped his hands and said: "A few fellow Taoists have interrupted me. I heard that you live in Longyin Village. I happened to be planning to go there too, so I shamelessly formed a team with Xiangyin!"
Yao Ranran and others looked at his face curiously, and Xiao Rong said innocently: "Fellow Daoist Ye, are you poisoned?"
There is no such thing as a cultivator who is sick, but Pu Yehai's complexion is particularly pale, which in Xiaorong's opinion is abnormal.
Pu Yehai coughed weakly and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just born with a weak body, and the cultivation method is quite special, so I give people a sickly feeling."
"Oh~ So that's it!" Xiaorong was very curious about him and kept coming up with various questions to ask him along the way.
Even though Pu Yehai looked weak, he still patiently answered his various questions. Zhou Lili and Tang Xiangyin were listening beside him, and occasionally added a few words. They chatted happily.
Only Zhou Shengqian and Yao Ranran were sitting at opposite ends of the gourd and did not come over to chat.
Zhou Shengqian sat alone in the corner of the flying magic weapon. From time to time, his peripheral vision swept across the sea of leaf leaves, and he always had a strange feeling in his heart.
If Fairy Ran Ran hadn't been here, he would never have accepted such a stranger to travel with him. It was really too dangerous!
The outskirts of Langan City.
"Elder Shen, why did you come to the Eastern Wasteland?" Pei Xianqiao asked cautiously. Thinking back to how he appeared in front of the bronze mirror, he couldn't help but secretly wonder if he came here specifically for her?
Shen Yuofu didn't speak. He frowned and touched his sleeve. A bright mushroom with purple lines appeared in the palm of his hand with clear joints.
Pei Xianqiao looked over curiously, "Is this...a poisonous mushroom?"