Chapter 119: 8.3

Wen Shu Shi Shiran took Miao Anjun and walked in, without any intention of doing anything.
Before, it was like a moat that blocked everyone's footsteps, and was regarded as nothing by this man, as if it were just a decoration. However, Miao Anyun fully sensed the murderous intent of the ancient and obscure bans and calmness based on his wild instinct.
The result was beyond Miao Anjun's expectations, and it can be said to be within his expectations.
The two of them passed the ban set by the ancient power easily without any hindrance.
Miao Anjun raised his head and looked at the man who had returned to a gentle and harmless appearance again, feeling a little complicated.
I don't know if it is an illusion, Miao Anjun always feels that Wen Shu from the previous moment is what he really looks like.
However, no matter how it changes, it will always be the same person-the lover who has been protecting him.
Shaking his head to shake off the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, Miao Anjun lay on Wen Shu's shoulder obediently, and fell silent.
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Carried by Wen Shu, Miao Anyun was walking around in this so-called Da Neng Dongfu like a headless fly. It took a few hours to turn around. Even if he had good patience, he couldn't help feeling a little boring. So, I couldn't help shaking the slender tail that covered the fluffy hair annoyingly.
In the next second, a big hand appeared on his head.
Wen Shu gently rubbed Miao Anjun's head like soothing, and said softly, "Goodbye, it's coming soon."
Pulling his ears depressed, Miao Anjun said, you have said this N times along the way, right?
Through the contract, he felt the slander in Miao Anyun's heart, Wen Shu didn't explain anything, just smiled gently, and continued to circle his circle.
Wen Shu stopped walking about the time for a stick of incense.
"Meow?" What's wrong?
The kitten lying on his shoulders stared at him with round cat eyes, and the pale golden eyes were very beautiful, revealing a touch of human doubt.
Seeing his own spirit pet staring at him unblinkingly, the look as if he was the only one in his eyes, made Wen Shu inexplicably pleased.
"Here." With that said, Wen Shu took a step forward.
Everything around me changed at the moment I took this step.
Originally, he was still in a maze-like palace with a simple atmosphere, but at this moment he appeared in a vast ancient wood forest.
Miao Anyun looked dazed, could this be the legendary maze?
Before he could think about it, the scent in the air that was so alluring for him attracted all his attention.
The cute nose moved, and Miao Anjun took the initiative to jump off Wen Shu's shoulder. The tender meat pad steps on the soft turf, causing a slight itching. Miao Anjun didn't care about this, he couldn't help but stalked in the direction where the fragrance came from.
Wen Shu didn't intend to stop either, but followed Miao Anjun silently.
When Miao Anyun returned to his senses, he had no idea when he led Wen Shu to a lake.
The lake looks quite clear, the surface of the water is surrounded by spiritual energy that almost turns into substance, and the richness of the spiritual energy is not much different from those outside the holy places for cultivation. Compared with these, what is even more eye-catching is obviously the white jade lotus platform in the center of the lake. There is a spiritual grass growing in the center of the lotus platform that makes people feel very strange at first glance.
The lingcao presents a crystal clear turquoise green, and the branches and leaves like jade are entwined with mysterious lines of icy blue. While gently shaking, it makes a strange and pleasant sound-it sounds like a phoenix. Ming was like the roar of some spirit beast beside him, carrying an unspeakable rhythm.
The strange thing is that there is no spiritual soil in the center of the lotus platform. The spiritual grass grows upright in the jade, and the rhizome is inserted straight into the jade, making people unable to detect any violations.
Wen Shu glanced at the jade platform in the middle of the lake and then withdrew his gaze. A smile suddenly appeared in his dark eyes, and his movements gently picked up the little cat on the ground that was still slightly blurred. I didn't care that my white sleeves were stamped with light gray marks on the kitten's dirty feet.
Obviously... his cleanliness is well-known in the school.
The gentle black eyes of the man holding the pet flashed, and even raised his eyebrows, he lowered his head with a smile and asked, "Want that spirit grass?"
Miao Anyun, who had long been free from instinctive attraction, stared at the spirit grass unblinkingly, and nodded without hesitation when he heard the man's question. The seemingly as it should be, he didn't care about his current "master" in name.
In fact, at the first glance when he saw the spiritual grass, the memory of inheritance belonging to the ferociousness that Miao Anjun received flashed out of his mind, and he spontaneously identified the species of the spiritual grass-the transformation grass.
auzw.com It is rumored that Transformation Grass cannot be planted in ordinary spiritual soil, and only the purest jade with chalcedony can grow. Due to the harsh growth conditions, and the useless morphograss of less than a thousand years old, the scarce and hard-to-find morphograss gradually disappeared. Only a few records still exist in ancient ancient books. .
Now that the legendary spirit grass appeared in front of him, Miao Anyun was also a little shocked. It should be said that the ancient power is really good. The transformation grass of this plant is obviously not low in grade, the branches and leaves are perfect and clear, and at least it is a ten thousand year old.
The transformational grasses that are more than a thousand years old have only two functions. One is to break through the bottleneck and stabilize the foundation. The second is to help demon beasts that cannot be transformed into human forms.
For Miao Anyun who wants to grow up early, Huaxingcao undoubtedly has a fatal attraction to him.
Looking straight at the lingering grass in his arms, the light gold cat eyes are full of coveted kittens, the man curls his lips, and the peach eyes that always contain a hint of sarcasm softens. To fly in front of you, take down the transforming grass.
As soon as he was about to do it, Wen Shu suddenly frowned and glanced at a short distance without a trace, but after a breath of time, he returned to his previous appearance.
The next moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, resounding abruptly. At the same time, a man holding a compass came out from the other direction of the forest.
This person wore yellow clothes and embroidered silver compasses on the cuffs. He seemed to be a disciple of Bailianmen. At first appearance, it is to bet on the lake lotus platform. When I saw the spirit grass standing in the center of the lotus platform, there was a bit of ecstasy on his face.
As the line of sight moved slightly, when he touched Wen Shu, his gaze couldn't help but stared. The disciple of the Bailian Sect frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't act immediately. He cautiously circled Wen Shu's body a few times, and he didn't know what he had found, but his face was a little taboo.
"I don't know how to call this fellow Daoist? In Xia Huang Xuan." He arched his hand at Wen Shu, and the man who claimed to be Huang Xuan smiled kindly, and the urgency of the rattling sword suddenly eased.
"Father Daoist is a disciple of the Bailian School?" Wen Shu also smiled gently, without answering, and asked rhetorically. Seeing Huang Xuan nodding his head, Wen Shu's smile deepened a little, "If my guess is correct, Daoist is the one who counts Daoist. I wonder if I am right?"
"The Daoist friend is not bad at all." Seeing that Shu seemed to have heard of his master's name, Huang Xuan's expression was immediately happy. "Huang did not expect that the Daoist friend had heard the master's name."
"You Huang Daoyou laughed, one side of the gods, who doesn't know?" Wen Shu replied warmly, with a gentle expression, but his dark black eyes made people unable to see any emotions deeply.
"In that case, can Daoists make it convenient?"
"Oh? What is the meaning of Fellow Daoist's words?" It seemed that he really didn't understand what Huang Xuan meant. Wen Shu gently stroked the back of Ling Chong in his arms and chuckled.
"It's true." Huang Xuan said with a solemn expression, "I came here to take the spiritual grass in the center of the lotus platform on the order of the master. This treasure-seeking compass is the master's property." After all, Huang Chang Yang raised the white jade compass in his hand to show that what he said was true.
The compass was made by He Yu, and it was flawless, reflecting the vast starry sky, dotted with stars. In the soft white light, there seemed to be endless stars bursting out, very extraordinary.
Hearing this, Wen Shu only smiled faintly and didn't make a sound, but his actions became softer and softer.
Such a situation fell in Huang Xuan's eyes, and the smile on his face was suddenly suppressed a little: "What? Fellow Daoists don't want to give me respect for the master?"
There is a faint threat in the words.
"How precious this metamorphose grass is, you don’t need words. Both of you and I know it well. Today, Huang Daoyou just wanted Wen Mou to give in a few words, which is a bit naive." Wen Shu shook his head amused. "Friends of Daoists don't need to bother any more. Unfortunately, this spirit grass is also useful for me. I'm afraid I won't be able to make fellow Daoists wish."
"Since the Taoists are unwilling to give in, then I will see the real chapter." Huang Xuan's eyes flickered, and finally his patience was exhausted, and he broke his face with Wen Shu without thinking.
"It's so good." Wen Shu seemed to nod in agreement, "It's just that I have to bother my fellow Daoists to wait for me for a while."
Huang Xuan just nodded indifferently.
He lowered his head and patted Miao Anyun's head, and Wen Shu said softly: "Be here and wait for me." Then he waved his sleeves and placed him 100 meters away.
"Meow..." Looking at the man, a worrisome color appeared in Miao Anjun's golden eyes, but he lay down obediently, staring quietly at the two fierce swordsmen. In his heart, he believed in his lover.
Seeing the kitten lying on the ground obediently looking at him, Wen Shufeng's handsome white jade face flashed past.
Huang Xuan also looked astonished. He looked at Miao Anyun and then at Wen Shu. His expression was extremely weird, as if he was wondering why Yu Wenshu kept a mortal animal alone.
Could it be that this mortal beast is so strange? Thinking about it this way, Huang Xuan couldn't help but look closely at the black circle that looked like a mortal beast, with a deep thought on his face.
"Friends of Daoist, please." Wen Shu did not give him a chance to observe carefully. He moved just right to block Huang Xuan's gaze.
"Please." Huang Xuan frowned when his sight was blocked, his eyes moved away from Miao Anyun and fell on Wen Shu's face. At the same time, the precious light circulating in his hand seemed to be activated by spiritual power.
Seeing this, Wen Shu stopped talking, just stretched out his hand and pulled out the spirit sword hanging on his waist. At the moment that the coldly glowing spirit sword was unsheathed, the gentle smile that had always been hanging on her face faded from the face of the self-heard, leaving nothing but solemnity and coldness.
Feeling that sharp and sharp, he stabbed his body before getting close, with a faintly painful and awe-inspiring sword intent, Huang Xuan's face instantly showed a touch of astonishment, but he calmed down.
Miao Anyun who was watching the game was somewhat confused by Wenshu's expression at this moment, as if the gentle gentleman of Zhilan Yushu before was just an illusion he had imagined.
So, is the lover divided again? Miao Anjun tilted his head in distress and thought.