Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, stopped feeling, his eyes fell on Mu Nanzhi's face, at this moment, Xia Fei's cheeks were charming and weak.

Xu Qi'an stared at the beauty in front of him, gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not seductive, scorching like a juicy flower in June, and as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water, for a moment he didn't know whether it was a serious matter to feel the "broken jade" or to savor the beauty.

The white wrist is covered with frost and snow, the lotus flower is embarrassing and beautiful, the texture is delicate and the flesh is even, the waist is slender and the palm is light. .

His eyes were gradually fascinated, the Goddess of Flower was originally the most stunning beauty in the world, and such a stunning beauty is at your disposal at this moment, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Spiritual satisfaction is even more important than physical.

The Qi machine was running, carrying Zhou Tian over and over again, the spirit in Mu Nanzhi's body was continuously integrated into the Qi machine, and entered Xu Qi'an's body through Zhou Tian, ​​and the flower god's breath on him became stronger and stronger.

There was darkness before his eyes, until a ray of light broke through the darkness and illuminated the ignorant and barren soil.

The soil was suddenly "arched", and a touch of green broke through the soil layer and drilled out.

It was a small tree bud.

Holding the mentality that what comes is safe, he looked at Luya and recalled Kou Yangzhou's sharing of the experience of Hedao.

"The essence of He Dao is to sublimate the martial artist's "Dao" and create the most perfect truth, but what is the most perfect?

"There are thousands of ways of the sword, there are offensive and defensive, there are fast and slow, there are wide open and close, and swords go slanted, which one is the most perfect? ​​Kou Yangzhou doesn't know, so his body collapsed into a series of "meat worms", every time A meat worm insists that his way is the most perfect, so he goes crazy.

"My way is broken jade, and I would rather be broken than broken, so to complement my way and make it sublimate, is it to push the essence of broken jade to the extreme?"

At this time, the tender green buds grow, the main pole becomes thicker, and forked branches grow. It grows into a big tree at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the shelter of its shade, there is a little more greenness. Green grass grows.

Xu Qi'an's heart moved, as if seeing himself, he murmured:

"The development of things does not necessarily mean pushing to the extreme, the definition of perfection, but also making up for shortcomings.

"When necessary, I would rather bend than bend, but I am not a lunatic risking my life. I have a desire to survive, and I want to live myself."

He examines himself, sees himself, and understands his original intention of comprehending Yu Sui.

There is no way for a person in a desperate situation to retreat, so he burst out with the courage to die for jade. But the most fundamental motivation is actually to live.

If he had no love in his life at that time, it would be impossible to comprehend Yu Sui.

As the thought flickered, thunderbolts landed one after another, and struck the big tree in front of him, turning it into coke, severing its vitality.

Many years later, its dead wood is in spring, full of vitality, and green buds grow out of its coke-like trunk.

"My broken jade is too domineering. It lacks vitality and desire to survive. But I am already immortal, so self-healing is meaningless to me"

He stared at the towering tree, lost in thought again.

The towering tree continued to grow, as if there was no limit, and it slowly grew into a behemoth with a height of thousands of feet and branches and leaves covering ten miles.

Countless creatures perch on it, plundering its nutrients and its spirit.

But instead of withering, it grows stronger and stronger. The more creatures that depend on it for a living, the more desperately it grabs the power of heaven and earth to grow itself.

In the end, it became the sacred tree of immortality.

Xu Qi'an raised his head, staring deeply at the undead tree, his eyes reflected the verdant greenery and exuberant vitality, he maintained this movement and did not move for a long time.

After ten years of hard work, I once realized the Dao.

At this moment, he stepped into the realm of the second stage.

At this moment, outside the Observatory Tower, starlight hangs down one after another, illuminating the gossip platform.

Born vision.

Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, and in his field of vision was a messy bed, a beautiful woman with a jade body, hormones and women's fragrance intertwined, like a strong aphrodisiac.

Mu Nanzhi's eyes were blurred, and on the cheeks, neck, etc., the snow-white skin was dyed bright red.

As if she was in a coma, Xu Qi'an felt that the spirit in her body was initially revived, and a large part of his energy remained in the flower god's body, just like a large part of the flower god's spirit was absorbed by him.

In Lingbao Temple, Luo Yuheng, wearing a feather coat and a lotus crown on his head, walks from the quiet room to the small courtyard with his arm on the floating dust.

She stared at the Star Observatory, her delicate brows were tightly frowned. After a long time, he suddenly let out a cold snort, and returned to the quiet room with a flick of his sleeves.

"If I had known at the time, I shouldn't have softened my heart and sold it to a kiln."

A murmur came from the night.

"Your Highness, word has come in from outside that Si Tianjian has a vision."

Huaiqing was gently shaken awake by the maid of honor beside him.

Hearing that Si Tianjian had a vision, she immediately sat up, her sleepiness disappeared, and she said:

"Bring a robe here."

The tone has the laziness of just waking up.

The maid of honor fetched a thick long-sleeved gown, Huaiqing flicked her wrist, and the brocade gown draped over her shoulders with a clatter.

She walked out of the dormitory, her body was like a feather, she jumped up, stood on the ridge of the roof, and looked towards Si Tianjian.

From her angle, Si Tianjian stood alone, revealing a third of his body.

At this moment, streaks of starlight hang down from the night and shine on the Star Observatory.

Huaiqing frowned and pondered, but couldn't think of a reason.

She immediately jumped off the ridge of the roof, returned to the dormitory, retreated from the maid, took out fragments of the book from under the pillow, and passed on the letter:

[One: Xu Ningyan, is the vision of Si Tianjian related to you? 】

When Dafeng was in turmoil, Si Tianjian had such a vision. She couldn't pretend that she didn't see it, and she couldn't calmly stop thinking about it and asking about it.

She didn't wait for Xu Qi'an's response, but Li Miaozhen sent a letter to reply first:

[Two: What happened to Si Tianjian? What happened to Xu Ningyan? 】

Then there is the number one scholar Lang Chu Yuanzhen:

[Four: I guess it wouldn't be a bad thing, but these past few days, Xu Ningyan has been very secretive, planning something secretly, and didn't send a letter to tell us. 】

Then Master Hengyuan jumped out and explained:

[Six: Master Xu is connected with the fate of Dafeng, and Emperor Yongxing intends to seek peace. For him, it can be described as internal and external troubles. How can he still be in the mood to chat with us? 】

At this time, the members of the Tiandihui saw that No. 8 was passing the book in the middle of the night and actively participated in the topic:

[Eight: It seems that he has been promoted to the second rank. 】

[Two: Step into the second-grade union? 】

Li Miao sincerely said, what are you kidding, the second-grade combination means that you just step in when you step in?

Looking at the mainland of Kyushu, how many second grades are there?

【Seven: Hahaha, number eight is quite interesting, I like your innocence. However, you may not know that the magic nail in Xu Qi'an's body is difficult to remove. In this case, it is impossible for him to be promoted. 】

[Four: The vision of Si Tianjian may be from the supervisor's backhand, or it may be something else. But Shengzi was right, there was still a magic nail in Xu Ningyan's body, so it couldn't be him. Number eight, you probably don't know what a magic nail is, so let me explain it to you.

[The magic nail is a magic weapon refined by the Buddha. It once sealed King Shura. Well, it is the father of Asura that the Holy Son told you. 】

[Two: Having said that, Asuro is still the defeated under Xu Qian. 】

Bai Ji woke up from a coma, dizzy, not knowing who she was and where she was.

It raised its two paws, rubbed its black button-like eyes, looked left and right, looked around, and found that it was in the Pagoda of the Buddha.

There are two golden statues in the south and west, and an old monk with white beard sits cross-legged beside the tea table in the east.

"Where's my aunt?"

Bai Ji staggered towards the old monk Taling.

The old monk Taling looked at it and said gently:

"You don't look well."

Bai Ji's steps were wobbly, like a human after a hangover, and she said in a childish girl's voice, puzzled:

"I dreamed that I was drifting on the sea last night, the boat was shaking, shaking, shaking, I wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up, I was in a daze, and I heard my aunt crying, she seemed to be beaten."

He also dreamed that his aunt was being beaten, and there was a loud bang, and he was very angry. He wanted to avenge his aunt, but he couldn't wake up no matter what.

The old monk Taling listened quietly, and then explained:

"You were sent in, Master Xu and Master Mu did not come in."

As he spoke, he waved to the pharmacist Faxiang, and the jade bottle that Faxiang was dragging in his palm overflowed with fine shards of light, floating into Bai Ji's body.

The fox cub rolled comfortably on the ground, revealing his soft belly, then Gulu got up and said happily:

"It's so comfortable, so comfortable, I don't feel dizzy anymore.

"Thank you, Master."

The old monk Taling nodded with a smile, clasped his hands together, and bowed his head in silence.

The little fox jumped onto the futon beside the old monk, curled up, and waited for Mu Nanzhi's call. After waiting, it fell asleep again.

The next day, Maoshi.

The sky before dawn is the darkest, and the torches are blazing at the Meridian Gate.

Civil and military officials gathered quietly outside the Meridian Gate, waiting for the sound of the drum and the coming of the court meeting.

At the same moment, Ji Yuan dressed neatly and walked out of the room.

Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai were already waiting in the hall. In addition, there were four elders with extremely high seniority and knowledge in the negotiating team.

They were full of energy, radiant, and held their breath, wishing to put on their wings immediately, to overwhelm the lord and Emperor Dafeng in the Golden Luan Hall, and to raise the prestige of Yunzhou.

After a simple breakfast, Ji Yuan took the six of them out and walked to the courtyard. He saw a young man in a silver gong uniform, with a detached demeanor and rather handsome facial features, staring at him coldly.

"What is the name of this grown-up?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile.

"Song Tingfeng!"

Yin Gong's tone was as cold as his expression.

"The name is good." Ji Yuan commented indifferently, walked up to him with a smile on his face, and asked:

"I don't know where I offended Mr. Song?

"Since yesterday, Mr. Song has looked at me very badly."

Song Tingfeng smiled skinny but not:

"Why give Qiu Kou a good face."

"What a hater."

Ji Yuan clicked his tongue repeatedly:

"Remember, when I saw your great emperor in the Golden Luan Hall, I said, Song Tingfeng, who beat the watchman, regarded me as an enemy and wanted to assassinate me.

"Master Song thinks, what will your emperor do with you?"

Song Tingfeng's expression changed.

Ji Yuan sneered:

"Treat me as an enemy, a mere silver gong, do you deserve it?"