The moon is sparse, the geese fly south, the scenery is simple and elegant, the spring return inn, the plants are lush, the flowers covered with spiritual energy are noble and beautiful, the bright moon flows down like a clear sunshine, casting a cluster of shadows on the flower wall covered with crabapple, as if she is an outstanding beauty, with a very slender figure, sitting on the rocking chair, shaking and shaking, suddenly a gust of wind blew the petals, and the flowers are flying, floating towards the woman on the rocking chair. The light purple petals fell on her hibiscus skirt, rolling mischievously, she lifted the hem of the skirt, revealing the moon-white bottom skirt inside, and threw the petals to the ground.

Under the moonlight, each of her hair was particularly clear, like a layer of bright halo, radiating a faint light. An orchid on the hairpin was crystal clear and blooming brightly in the black hair like a waterfall. However, no matter how dazzling and gorgeous the flower bloomed, it was far less beautiful than her. The long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes, the tip of the nose was filled with light, gentle lines, and a lively and profound gaze. Even though she was dressed very elegantly, there was no gold or silver jewelry, there was a touch of blue piping on the waist of the cuffs and neckline, which made people feel that she was thrillingly beautiful, illusory and illusory, and beautiful to the extreme, and beautiful to be particularly unreal.

However, such beauty is particularly short-lived.

Fanxing held an ink iron tool in his hand and stared at a post on the screen. The post has been posted for a long time. It was a missing person notice. The poster's name is "the brightest star in the village". There were countless replies on the post, but none of them satisfies her.

Because it's all nonsense!!

"Damn it!! Trash!"

Her shout completely destroyed the unreal beauty just now, and she felt like the Nine Heavens Xuan Woman took off her mask and showed the true appearance of the Demon King.

"Master?" Wen Nuan held the soup and looked at her tremblingly.

Recently, the master has a very bad temper. He yells like this from time to time. He always reads the post and does this happen, but she doesn't say anything when she asks her what she is.

Seeing Wen Nuan being frightened by her, Fan Xing took a breath, calmed down the heat in her heart, got up from the rocking chair, pointed to the soup pot in her hand, "Is it time to eat?"

"Um!"

"Then let's have a meal!" She entered the house and threw the ink iron in her hand, which was nicknamed Huawei's mountain-piercing spirit, aside.

In fact, she just said this name casually at the beginning, but that boy Cui Run recorded it. He also reported it when he reported it. When she realized it, everyone had called it that way and could not change it. Later, she thought of a general term, which would be called Lingmai Network Terminal, abbreviated as Lingduan.

Regarding Lingduan, she wanted to give it a try. Whether it was successful or not was not her consideration, but she did not expect that in five years, people in the entire world of immortal cultivation would use it. From being ignorant to not having Lingduan now, she would be embarrassed to say hello to others. This really made Fanxing deeply feel what technology means to change human beings.

"A Zhan, A Run, why haven't you come back yet? Where have the fifth and Fox Die gone?"

"Senior brother and Arun went to the market. I told them to come back as soon as possible. The fifth brother and Fox Die went to buy wine. Fox Die said that today is the master's birthday, so how can you do without wine?"

"You believe what Fox Die said, it must be that he wants to drink it himself."

After saying that, Fanxing calculated that today is her 361st year old birthday. It makes people feel a little sad at this age. What's even more sad is that she is standing up straight and half a head shorter than Wen Nuan.

This is really unreasonable. Is this the legendary generation that is stronger than the previous generation, and the height of a child always exceeds that of his parents?

She felt that she must have given Wen Nuan too many pills. She had been a little too much, but she couldn't help but not supplement. If she didn't supplement, how could she have the current Fairy Xiao, the fourth-turn Golden Pill, be able to do so.

Although Cui Run's Golden Pill Eight Rotations are worse than Xiao Zhan's Golden Pill Nine Turns, he is also a leader among his peers.

During this period of Jindan, the first turn to lower the elixir, the second turn to purify the mind, the third turn to nourish the yang, the fourth turn to nourish the yin, the fifth turn to transform the bones, the sixth turn to flesh, the seventh turn to five internal organs, the eighth turn to cultivate fire, and the nineth turn to perfection. The first four turn is to practice essence and transform qi into spirit, and the fifth turn is to cultivate qi into spirit, commonly known as passing the Great Pass, and above the Sixth turn is to practice the spirit and return to emptiness, and return to emptiness and the Tao. One turn is like a gap like a gap, and the more it goes, the more it is.

Thinking about this, Fanxing felt very proud. Looking at the entire world of immortal cultivation, who else can teach her disciples more than her Hundred Flowers Palace!

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have arrived in front of Wuyun Sect and wouldn't go back. She was afraid that she would go back. A bunch of people begged her to accept her disciples. She didn't want her middle finger peak to be flattened, so she didn't go back. The senior brother sent news that the middle finger peak had been buried by a large and small birthday gift and asked her what to do.

If you deal with anything, you will just return it.

She doesn't care about it at all.

Seeing that she was thinking about things, Wen Nuan didn't disturb her and carefully prepared the dishes. Every year, she would start preparing from early in the morning to celebrate a good birthday for her master. She looked up at the sky, then looked at the door where she entered and left, thinking about why her senior brother and Arun hadn't come back yet, and she wouldn't come again, and the food would be cold.

Fanxing is quite frustrated with his birthday. He has too many birthdays, isn’t that the case? He just gathers together for a meal. In the past few decades, except for occasional separation, most of the time, they spend three meals a day together.

However, the warm craftsmanship is getting more and more, and no cuisine can make her difficult. The food in the world of cultivation is limited, otherwise the warm craftsmanship will definitely make a big cake.

"Master, I'll go to the door to take a look. Would you use it first?"

"No, wait for them to come back. I'll go for a walk in the yard. I've eaten a little too much at noon and I'm not hungry yet."

The Guichun Inn they were staying at this time was originally the property of Wuyun Sect. She booked this small villa a month before she was preparing to return. It was very private, completely isolated from other public spaces, and it was attached with a barrier. People who were not hers could not get in.

As the peak owner of the Middle Finger Peak, even if she had booked the entire inn, no one dared to say anything.

But doing this is too easy to find her whereabouts. Since Xiao Zhan and Cui Run were promoted to the intermediate jade plaque of the Xunxian Pavilion ten years ago, those who want to become her disciples are like crucian carp crossing the river. Mao Tui recommends her wherever she goes. There are also tips for the Lingmai online discussing the secrets of how to become a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Palace.

Of course, this is all nonsense, and I don’t know who made it, so she ignored it, but it still couldn’t resist her becoming an internet celebrity in the entire world of immortal cultivation.

When she became popular, she would be watched everywhere she went. She was really scared, so she thought of hiding in Guichun Inn for a few days and waiting until her birthday was over before going back.

She walked to the yard leisurely, looked at the crabapple tree in the yard, climbed up, and found a branch to lie down.

The moonlight was bright and the fragrance of flowers made her feel drowsy. She slanted and swung her beautiful legs. The embroidered shoes on her feet fell off, and she also pulled down her snow-white socks.

Huh~~

She actually fell asleep.

**

Many young people do not recognize the taste of love, but do not realize the preciousness. They only say that they are wild and unruly, wander around the world, and rely on their swords to be the first in the world. But once they know the taste of it, it will be extremely surging.

Xiao Zhan didn't know if other people were the same as him. Anyway, the moment he saw his master, he could never see anything else.

On the crabapple tree, the beauty lies in a beautiful appearance, as bright as a picture scroll, decades have passed, without any change. The barefoot whiteness of the drooping feet is like carefully carved jade, which makes people love it. But he is not brave enough to touch it, and his intuition feels that his heart is burning as if magma is about to gush out. So he picked up the embroidered shoes and socks on the ground, patted it cleanly, held it in the palm of his hand, and dared to stand under the tree and look up.

He thought this was good...

“Um…”

After a while, Fanxing Youyou woke up and thought she was sleeping in the bed in the room. She subconsciously turned over, but she fell straight down. Before she could react, she had fallen into a very warm embrace.

She was stunned for a moment, and in a daze, she looked up and saw a pair of light brown eyes, passionate but affectionate, as if it had condensed time and amazed the world. Her long eyelashes were like butterflies that were about to fly, and her curves were enough to hook people's souls.

She was stunned again.

"Master, are you awake?"

Her low voice was a little dazzled, and she suddenly forgot where she was and what she was doing. After a while, Xiao Zhan's face clearly reflected into her pupils. Then, she always held the word "Shipster" and raised her back "scared" and felt like she was being held in her arms by her apprentice... which made her feel a little numb.

"A Zhan, come back, uh... let me down first."

What's wrong with her ears being a little hot?

"good!"

However, Xiao Zhan did not let go directly, but carried her to the pavilion in the yard, found a clean stone bench and gently put her down.

She might have been sleeping in a mess, and she didn't resist all the way, but felt that the outline of her figure seemed to fit his arms.

“…”

She must have been sleeping in a mess!!

She raised her palm and pressed it against her forehead, trying to use the coldness of her palm to wake herself up. Then she coughed lightly. When she was ready, Xiao Zhan in front of her knelt on one knee and grabbed her ankle.

She was startled and shrank reflexibly, "A Zhan?"

"Master, it's cold on the ground. Put on shoes and socks first..."

She lowered her eyes and saw her bare feet. Her skin was whiter than that of ordinary people. Her feet that were not visible all year round were even whiter. She usually didn't see them, but compared with Xiao Zhan's hands, they seemed to be glowing, and her feet were much smaller than what she usually saw, just as long as he slaps.

She couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and subconsciously curled her toes.

"I... I wear it myself, you... give me the shoes."

Xiao Zhan reacted faster than her. Before she could finish her words, she had put on her socks properly and put on her shoes.

"alright."

“…”

The toes in the shoes were curled up again. When she stood up, she always felt that the soles of her feet were still hot. She couldn't help but rub the soles of her shoes. Just as she was about to say something to divert the inexplicable embarrassment, Xiao Zhan stood up. She had to raise her gaze with the height he had pulled up, and then her head was tilted out an angle of nearly ninety degrees.

"..." It's not her fault that she is short, it's because the original body has formed a pill too early.

Forget it, your neck will break.

She rubbed her neck and looked straight, and could only see his chest. In desperation, she took a few steps back and took a long distance.

“When did you come back?”

"Just come back."

"Oh, let's have a meal, where is Arun..."

"I don't know."

“…”

Such a conversation without a word is that she will always ask a question. He answered that if she had nothing to say, then he would not be able to speak, and would only follow along, always in the shadow behind her.

It’s not bad to talk less, but it’s even more embarrassing when it’s embarrassing.

"Master...Master, it's time to eat, Arun is hungry, where are you? Master, you can't escape by crawling a dog hole, right?"

At this time, Cui Run's good voice was like raining in time, howling all the way, and it was as noisy as hundreds of chickens and ducks making noise, but Fanxing was extremely pleasant to hear.

Cui Run saw a dog hole and decisively lay down and stuck out her butt and looked into the hole, "Master, are you here?"

Fanxing: "…"

They are all children raised by themselves, why are their personalities so different?

"What howl, isn't you here? You're still a dog hole! What do you think of me on weekdays?"

Cui Run turned his head and saw Fanxing and Xiao Zhan walking in front and behind, and shook his invisible tail and greeted him, "Isn't this the only one who can't find you all the time? It's still the best brother. Every time the master disappears, it's the first brother to find you. Master, have a meal, today is your birthday."

"You are the poor!"

Fanxing took a step, and the three of them returned to the hall together, Wen Nuan stood at the door and smiled gently and warmly.

Wu and Fox Die have also come back. Wu was pouring wine. When Fox Die saw her, she immediately blinked her charming eyes and flirted with all kinds of touches. Then she ran up and turned around and let her appreciate today's clothing matching.
To be continued...