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    The flying snow around the woman turned into fireflies, lighting up the snowy night.  She stepped on the light clouds, reflecting the surroundings like daylight. Shi Shiran said: "Since you have been out of the mortal world for a long time, your divine power is naturally inexhaustible and there is no need to set foot in the dirty soil of the earthly world."

    Although he knew that all this was just an illusion in the mirror, when the light came from the woman's body, Jinglan still subconsciously took a step back.  Luo Yuanqiu happened to take a few steps back. Jinglan was slightly startled and turned to look at her. Luo Yuanqiu frowned and seemed not to be unhappy.  Her right hand gradually tightened, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she raised her two fingers together as if ready to strike, as if she could draw the sword at any time.

    "Then you shouldn't come here, go back to your Beiming."

    Mo Yan turned around gracefully, with a flash of light in his eyes, and said slowly: "It seems that the rumors are true, you have indeed come out of Yinshan Mountain. In this way, you have passed the tribulation of life and death and returned to your true nature.  We have reached the most mysterious realm.¡±

    In an instant, the pupils in her eyes turned from black to white, and finally condensed into a little gold.  The gesture changed several times, and the light wind suddenly rose in the palm, tearing the night apart, turning into a huge talisman and rushing towards Luo Yuanqiu. She muttered a spell in a low voice, and the talisman kept changing in the air, spinning and shrinking rapidly, turning into a  Thunderbolts and lightning formed a web, covering the entire night sky, illuminating the bodies piled up into a hill behind Luo Yuanqiu.

    Behind her was a ghostly mountain of corpses and a sea of ??blood, but in front of her was the unpredictable and strange magic. Jinglan's eyes narrowed, almost forgetting that this was an illusion, and wanted to rush up and protect her in his arms.  Luo Yuanqiu raised her hand and pressed it on the flashing net. With a little force, the net seemed to have lost its power, gradually disappearing from the outside to the inside. She said indifferently: "You don't have to test me."

    Mo Yan smiled and said: "It seems that you have found your true self and remembered everything." She spread her palms and blew lightly, and the flowing clouds spread out.  The night is getting darker, the sky is slightly brighter, the wind has stopped, and the snow falling from the sky is floating in the air, shining with crystal light.

    Time seemed to be condensed at this moment. Luo Yuanqiu raised his hand to wipe away the snowflakes falling on his eyelashes, and said: "So what if I think about it, does this have anything to do with you?"

    The light gauze on Mo Yan's arms moved automatically without wind, floating in mid-air and said: "There are only a few people in the world who can survive the tribulation of life and death for a hundred years, let alone return to nature and keep their true heart, pursue Taoism and reach the mysterious realm. As you said  See, all living beings in the world are doing nothing, either seeking fame and wealth, or living in the world, but no one can go as far as you."

    She stretched out her hand and said: "Staying in this world for a long time will not do you any good, so it is better to leave as soon as possible."

    Jinglan clenched her hands and looked at Luo Yuanqiu. She was standing by the fire, her eyes reflecting the extinguishing flames, her expression unchanged at all, and she said, "Where are you going?"

    Mo Yan said: "Beiming is the place where Taoism originates. Look up at the sun and moon, hear the wind and rain in the morning, and listen to the sound of waves at night. Look for the supreme Taoism, and understand the mystery between heaven and earth that begins with the Great Mist."

    "That's it." Mo Yan crossed his arms over his chest, slightly closing his eyes and said, "Fang lives as long as heaven and earth, and his vitality is endless."

    Luo Yuanqiu said coldly: "My master once said that there are many liars in this world who are used to using the magic of immortality to defraud people of money and seize their land. I don't have money to give you, so you can go. I don't want to live forever yet."

    Mo Yan: ""

    Her calm face seemed to have a crack, and she said in disbelief: "I have been walking in the world for hundreds of years, how dare you call me a liar?!"

    "There is a first time for everything," Luo Yuanqiu replied, "Just get used to it. Not to mention whether you have lied to others or not, look at your appearance, wearing so little, it is immoral, like  A cultivator?"

    Mo Yan lowered his head and glanced at his bare shoulders and arms, and said displeasedly: "A cultivator shouldn't care about clothing. You must know that this is something external to the body. If you indulge in this way"

    Luo Yuanqiu brought a bundle of firewood and threw it into the fire, saying: "Even if you live for a thousand or ten thousand years, you still have to wear good clothes in winter, right? With you dressed like this, I don't even know what to do."  Look where."

    Mo Yan hesitated and asked humbly: "Then, what should I wear?"

    Luo Yuanqiu lit up the fire, looked at her carefully for a while, and said, "It's probably just a cotton robe. Anyway, it just looks thick." She thought about it and added, "I also saw this from the people in the town.  If you don¡¯t believe it, look at these people. They were not naked when they were alive, right? At least they still have a pair of trousers, but you don¡¯t even have trousers.¡±

    Mo Yan had no choice but to follow what she said, and transformed into a set of gray robes to cover his body. The light around him gradually faded, and his appearance as a goddess disappeared. He asked, "What about this?"

    Luo Yuanqiu glanced at it and said, "Okay, where are your pants?"

    Mo Yan sighed: "I haven't worn clothes for hundreds of years, how can I still remember what pants look like?"

    &nbsToday's disaster.  "

    Mo Yan said calmly: "The rise and fall of hundreds of generations in the world, the wind and clouds are changing; and the floating life and death are like the gathering and dispersing of dew in the morning. It is like a mayfly that lives and dies in the morning and evening, leaving very little trace. It is like dust that passes through the wind and disappears in an instant. You and I are like  Mountain, there is no need to care about what this mayfly does. You are extremely talented, and you have passed through the tribulation of life and death. You are only one step away from immortality. You should not continue to waste time in the world. You should take refuge in Beiming, be canonized as soon as possible, and leave the mortal body as soon as possible.  fetal."

    Jinglan¡¯s heart sank slightly and she couldn¡¯t help but look at Luo Yuanqiu, wanting to hear what she would say.  Luo Yuanqiu held his chin in his hands and thought for a long time, then asked: "Are you still a human being?"

    Mo Yan said: "What am I if I'm not a human being?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said in surprise: "Really? After listening to what you just said, I thought you were no longer a human being."

    Mo Yan said inexplicably: "How am I not like a human being?"

    Luo Yuanqiu said: "Aren't they already immortal? How can they still be regarded as human beings?"

    Mo Yan wanted to argue with her, but he felt that the words "not a human" always seemed to be scolding him, so he said angrily: "Okay, then it's not In short, it is much higher than ordinary people. Don't you feel it at all?"  None?" Looking at Luo Yuanqiu's seemingly innocent face, he couldn't help but said: "When I came to see you a few years ago, although you were a little confused, you were still honest in your words. Why are you so unpleasant now?  Woolen cloth?"

    Luo Yuanqiu looked at his white palm, scratched a mark with his fingers, and said: "There was a very deep wound here before, but it healed as good as before in a few days. Not only this wound, but also other scars on the body.  , it¡¯s really strange.¡±

    Mo Yan glanced at her strangely and said, "Don't you think that your appearance has not changed much compared to a few years ago?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was startled and raised his hands.  Jing Lan then looked at it, and saw that the hand was slightly warm in the firelight. The bones and flesh were even and the fingertips were translucent, like fine porcelain, new and white, with no scars at all.

    Jinglan realized something in her heart. Looking at Luo Yuanqiu's distracted face, she actually felt that she was sad.  Then Luo Yuanqiu whispered: "Could it bethat I will always be like this?"

    This sentence was not a question to Mo Yan, but rather an answer to a question she had hidden in her heart for a long time.  Mo Yan seemed a little confused and said: "Why, how many people dream of staying in their youth, but you can do it easily, isn't it good?"

    Luo Yuanqiu retracted his hands, his expression was a bit dejected, and said: "What's so good about this? I made an agreement with someone to grow up together, but now you tell me this, what's so good about this? From now on, junior brother  The junior sisters are all grown up, and I was originally much smaller than them. Now that I have stopped growing, the difference is getting bigger and bigger! Then won¡¯t I always be the youngest one in the division?¡±

    After hearing this, Mo Yan shook his head slightly and said, "Even if they all die and turn into bones in the future, you will still look like this."

    Jing Lan secretly thought that it was not good, and sure enough, Luo Yuanqiu bit his cheek slightly, moved his eyebrows, and with a flash of green light in his hand, he struck the fire hard, sweeping away the charcoal and sending sparks flying everywhere.  Anger appeared in her brows, and the green light turned into a long sword, slashing at Mo Yan without hesitation!

    But as soon as the sword touched Mo Yan, she dispersed like clouds and disappeared.  Snowflakes fell again in the sky, and the wind roared through the mountains and fields.  A piece of snow fell on Luo Yuanqiu's eyelashes. She turned around suddenly and saw that Mo Yan had returned to his previous appearance, with his bare feet dangling in the air, his clothes and belt fluttering, and he was wearing a pearl.  Although she was smiling and her narrow eyes were narrowed, there was an unspeakable sense of alienation and indifference.  She waved her hand and dropped a faint blue light, and the corpses were instantly ignited and turned into ashes in the faint fire.

    "Why do you need to offer wine to persuade people when they are flying brightly? Heaven has its way, how often have we spared each other? Only the cold moon and the warm sun are here to fry people's lives."

    She made up her hands to make the secret, just as she had come, and said meaningfully in the sweeping wind and snow: "One day, you will definitely come to Beiming." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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