The sky is like a thin layer of bubble surface layer, covering the top of the Taoist temple, stopping all the clouds, from a distance, the peak of this sea of clouds are like a glass ball in the small scenery, but in the middle of it, will only feel the mountains as the sea, the sky is high and the clouds are wide.
Ning looked longingly at the scenery that was consistent with his memories, and from time to time, a feeling of being a world away arose.
If everything has been pushed back, is the experience of a past life still real?
Under the tree in the courtyard filled with snow-white flowers, Siwei pushed his wheelchair and stood in the dappled light together with Ning Changcheng, looking at the small stone table.
Obviously it was still a dream dozens of days ago, but now that I recall it, I always feel that many years have passed since then.
"Would you say we are considered second generation disciples of the Master." Sifu asked.
Ning said long ag
The moonlight turned the off-corner of the eaves, dividing bright squares in front of the window, and the slightly simple bedstead shrunk into the corner, and on the ungauged bednet the woman and the young man were pressed against each other between the thin quilts, and the thin moonlight became a light veil over the bedstead.Ning finished his sentence long ago, staring earnestly at Simian.The two of them leaned very close, their skin nearly pressed against each other, the warmth of the bedding mingled with each other, they could feel each other's breathing and heartbeat, even tacitly transformed into the same frequency, just like one person, Ning long quietly looked at her eyelashes, her silver hair, and looked at her deftly crafted facial features, that after the cold beauty originally bestowed by the divine nature, there was actually a soft flavor that penetrated out.Siwei was stunned, her slightly bent body lying on her side tensed up a bit, her gaze subcons
Ning looked ahead in a daze for a long time, time seemed to have slowed down, and the images in front of him exploded into many, many clouds of doubt when they were reflected in his mind.Between the floating veils and shadows, all the symbols on her body seemed to disappear, leaving only serenity.She was in the form of a young girl at the moment.The young girl scattered head full of young soft green silk, jeweled lotus flower crown fixed hair, spread on the water skirt like a big lotus leaf, her small body is wrapped in the lotus leaf, commendable sleeves cover the tender hands, wide skirt edge can not see the slender legs.She sat elegantly, with a serene expression, indistinguishable from sadness or anger.And that noble, childish cheeks, the young girl's pupil light is profound, which seems to contain the light purple soot of the time metamorphosis.Behind her Taoist robes hung a slender, silver silk-like woven moon.She was in the sha
Fire floats on the water and turns into ping pong, wind condenses in the sky and turns into clouds.Liu Xiyuan stood in the middle of the cave, looking at the disordered visions around her, from which she clearly felt the anger of her eldest senior sister.Eldest Sister Zhou Zhen Yue is the second person in the strength of the Sword Pavilion, unfathomable, she only wears a thin as a cicada wing white single garment all year round, her outer garment is her full of sword intent, she is not a sword spirit with the same body, but it is said that at the time of birth, there is a famous sword at the bottom of the lake thousands of miles to fly to recognize the master.Although both Senior Sister and Second Sister were cultivators at the peak of the Five Paths, there was a clear distinction between the higher and the lower even if they were in the same realm.When practicing the sword within the view, the second elder sister would occasionally spar with the eldest e
On the old road, the willows are like smoke.The heavy dark night pressed down the rising dust in the sunset color, the lights were quiet as the old days, in the post station of an old city, Ning long stood on the promenade and looked at the starry sky, on the bucket-like night sky, the moon was as thin as a hook, separated from him with an inaccessible distance, and he couldn't imagine that he had stayed there temporarily a few days ago.Summer evenings have crept in, and the temperature has turned noticeably cooler, but the air is still darkly tingling with heat, as if it were fine sand rubbing against the skin.Ning looked at the moon for a long time and turned around to go back inside with a burst of coolness.The room did not light a candle, only the Division sitting motionless, her sleeves hanging low, jade fingers in which the change, between the eyebrows of the cold fog, floating with fine ice crystals.Ning long sat down beside her, similarly m
Broken Boundary City.The sky was lit with a light that was not harmonious.The light fainted like a water stain, and the thin canopy looked more like white paper contaminated by dirty water, which could be shattered by lightly scraping it with a fingernail.This was not a metaphor, for the City of Broken Boundaries was originally in the Secret Scriptures of the Mountain, Sea, and Cang Liu, which was the world in the book of the once headless God. The world is the connected pages of the book.Far away from Broken Boundary City on the barren mountains, 'Shao Xiaoli' held the jade branch glowing with white light, her body floating lightly.Hakuzo's body was also floating in the nearby heaven and earth."Is this what the 'world' authority has transformed? Vermilion Bird has indeed betrayed." Shirazo said as he looked high into the sky.Shao Xiaoli's eyes were like moonlight, at the moment she was temporarily attached to Ye Chan Gong, and the wo
In the Nine Specters Hall, the atmosphere of saber-rattling coalesced again.Ning Xiaoling was lying on her back in Siwu's arms, a pair of small paws resting on Siwu's arm robes, and Siwu reached out and stroked her fluffy head, while her eyes with a smile stared at Lu Marriage. Xiao Ling's ears flopped softly between Si Ming's palms.Lu Dangdai also looked at Siwei, her long narrow autumn water eyes also narrowed up a bit, straight and jade, quite like the temperament when she was a big sister in the dream world, austere and inviolable.Ning Xiaoling knew that her master had broken the boundary of the realm, and she was currently nestled in the arms of her sister Siming, her little tail shrinking nervously, and she didn't know if she should tell her the truth or not"Xiao Ling." Si Ling slowed down and instead took the initiative to ask, "Your master asked me if I was sure, is it sure or not ah?"Ning Xiaoling became even more nervous.On the one
The dilapidated king's hall floated in the Golden Crow Divine Kingdom, and the architectural style of the hall's buildings was dignified and ancient, the attic architecture of the earthly world, which had originally originated from here.In the King's Hall, the idol of Xihe is the only thing left intact.Between her hair on the crown, arms and ankles are hanging gold chains, dress embellished with beads and jades are still glowing, she girded waist is very high, will be under the skirt lined with slender, her temperament is elegant, body out of the ordinary and slightly petite, but has a sense of motherhood.Though she was lifelike, she was silent because she was an idol.Like jade on the throne, Siming is lying diagonally, black skirt and robe is like a silk quilt, lightly spread on the body like snow, round and slender jade legs from the throne armrests down, like dipping frost and snow agar branch.The light coming from outside the temple reflected t
On a summer day, the Ancient Spirit Sect was shrouded in early morning light, like a black reef frozen in the southeast.Huge waves and undercurrents have raged across this vast land, and fish and dragons alike have trailed into the waves, either as part of the torrent or as corpses stumbling between the waves.Luo Shu Lou, Ancient Spirit Sect, Ten Thousand Demon City, the huge waves across the Middle Kingdom had calmed down, but these disasters were horrors for the ordinary people that had not been seen in five hundred years.They happen centrally in one year.The northwestern part of the country that had not been eroded by the disaster was already desolate, with only a few ports close to the north having larger cities, and because of the terrain, the northwestern part of the country was closed to news, and it was only an earful of the great events that happened in the other parts of the country.The real panic was in the eighty-one kingdoms of the Mid