Magical Mystery Tour

Chapter 16 Sister Feng is really elegant.

Is it wise to prolong life and clear your heart?

In those years, he was calculated and became a stand-in for that person, causing him to suffer from a terminal illness at a young age. This incurable disease is not a physical illness, but a kind of qi machine. This qi machine can make people's cultivation grow rapidly, but at the same time, this true qi will also produce a kind of poison, which is painful.

There is not much time left for the Yi Jingnian, and it is only one year at the latest. Maybe it can be cured by eating this inner elixir?

Yi Jingnian looked at the unconscious meditation, thought for a moment, pinched the meditation's jaw, and stuffed Neidan into it.

"Hey, will you give him this? Is he not dead?" The wind and dust exclaimed.

"He was buried with him." Yi Jingnian sneered.

Feng Qingchen was stunned. How strange is this man's speech? What's the use of the dead man eating the inner elixir? Can he still come back to life?

"By the way, what's your name? I've been feeding you all the time. It's very rude."

"Yi Jing Nian."

Feng Qingchen pointed to the retreat and said curiously, "There are few people here. Why did you come here?"

"Aren't you here too?" The I Ching asked back.

"Well, I am a wanderer in the Western Shu Dynasty. I usually practice chivalry and righteousness everywhere. I heard that there are monsters here to harm people, so I came here to eliminate harm for the people." Feng Qingchen said arrogantly.

Yi Jingnian thought that your cultivation would eliminate harm for the people, and it would be almost the same to send lunch to the monsters for free. If you hadn't been looking for a retreat and happened to come here, you would have been afraid that you would have been digested long ago.

At this time, the meditation, which had been in a coma, woke up and struggled to sit up, and the inner elixir he took began to have an effect in his body.

Feng Qingchen's beautiful-eyed boss jumped beside Yi Jingnian, reached out and grasped his arm tightly, and said in horror, "Fraud, fraud!"

The sudden behavior of Feng Qingchen made Yi Jingnian quite unhappy. He shook off Feng Qingchen's hand: "When did I say that he was dead?"

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi."

When Jingxiu opened his eyes, he saw Yi Jingnian standing with a strange woman. There was a thick fog in the distance, and he didn't know where it was.

"Where are we?"

Yi Jingnian was too lazy to explain to him. He coldly observed the retreat for a while. At present, the magic of meditation was temporarily suppressed. At present, there is no sign of recurrence. What Feng Qingchen said is true, and Neidan does have such an effect.

The monk looked around and smiled bitterly: "Where's Brother Qin? Why doesn't the little monk remember anything?

Yi Jingnian thought, how dare you ask Qin Cangyu, don't you remember what you did? Your palm almost ruined others.

He said coldly, "Little monk, next time you run around, I won't come to you like today."

Then Yi Jingnian told the retreat what had happened before, and Feng Qingchen listened to it with relish.

When he heard what Lin Qiuhua had done, Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows gently, and his silver teeth clenched, claiming that as a generation of heroine, he wanted to be benevolent and go to Xueyunfeng with Yi Jingnian to kill the demon.

It's almost enough for you to die. Of course, Yi Jingnian didn't say this. Think about it in your heart.

"Thank you, Miss Feng, for your help. The little monk is unforgettable."

After listening to the context, Jing Xiu knew that his mind was unstable and caused a lot of things. If it hadn't been for Yi Jingnian and Feng Qingchen, I would have been completely enchanted.

He put his hands together and was grateful to the wind and dust, and the smelly mucus on his body kept dripping.

Feng Qingchen waved his hand to not approach her. After all, women love beauty and cleanliness.

"The little monk doesn't have to be too polite. It's my duty to be chivalrous and righteous. The kindness of saving lives is not enough. Hey, be careful not to splash mucus on me."

The retreat then thanked Yi Jingnian, and was interrupted by Yi Jingnian before he finished speaking.

"Shut up, it's a long. Do you want to spend the night here?"

Yi Jingnian turned around and left.

Feng Qingchen winced at the meditation: What's wrong with him? Is he so unpleasant?

Jingxiu shook his head helplessly: the little monk didn't know either.

Feng Qingchen: Has he always been like this?

Meditation: The little monk doesn't know either.

Feng Qingchen: Why don't you know anything?

Meditation: The little monk really doesn't know anything.

Wind and dust:...

Meditation:...

Feng Qingchen looked at the black figure. This man was really strange. What he said was worse than that of a donkey, and what he did was quite chivalrous. It should be very interesting to follow them.

Her eyes flowed in her beautiful eyes, and suddenly she smiled and quickly followed.

. .

When the three of them walked out of the deep valley, it was already noon, and the sunshine in early summer was already a little hot. Fortunately, the mountains were shaded by trees. When the wind passed, it was a little cold in the dark.

There is a small pool in front of us, and mountains and streams converge into it.

"Oh, I can't. I can't walk anymore. Take a break!"

Feng Qingchen walked to the edge of the pool, washed her hands and face, and then gently took a handful of water and drank. She looked satisfied, squinted and snorted.

"Miss Feng, how long will it take for us to get to Xiling Mountain?" Jingxiu wiped his face and asked.

The wind and dust point to the distance, a large mountain stands high between heaven and earth, green and green, and the peak is snowy.

"That's it. Xue Yunfeng is above. Hey, little monk, go to the pool to wash. It's so dirty."

"I'm sorry, little monk, I'm going now."

The retreat turned red, which was extremely embarrassing.

Yi Jingnian said, "It's only half a day in the past, and I'm not in a hurry for a while."

He knew that Lin Qiuhua said that Xue Yunfeng would fight three days later. In fact, he would take these three days to restore his cultivation and minimize the impact of early clearance as soon as possible.

Yi Jingnian is not a fool. How can he do what he wants? Just like the mistakes made by many villains, he can kill the protagonist in one move, but he has to say something to mock the protagonist, which is a waste of time.

You have to wait for the protagonist to seize the opportunity, or let the protagonist wait to save the star and kill himself.

His career as a killer for so many years has summed up an experience. In the face of prey, he must kill it with one blow. He must never give the prey a chance to fight back, because the trapped beast is still fighting. At that time, the prey is the most dangerous, and the hunter may also be killed by the prey.

Yi Jingnian never cares about his reputation, and he has never been a person who makes a lot of money. He survives in this world and does everything for the purpose. Only by living well is the truth.

He chose a secluded place and began to meditate.

"Little monk, come here and let me have a look. Oh, I didn't expect you to be quite beautiful."

When Feng Qingchen saw that the meditation was cleaned, he was curious for a moment and pulled him around to see where the retreat had come into contact with a woman. A fragrance came, which made him dizzy.

"Sin, sin, Miss Feng, the little monk is a monk. Don't do this."

Jingxiu blushed and jumped away.

The wind and dust emitted a silver bell-like laughter, and the beautiful eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

His face was even hotter. He quickly dodged and closed his eyes to recite the scriptures.

Feng Qingchen didn't tease him anymore. She lay on the grass and picked a wild flower and put it in the corners of her mouth. She smiled, closed her eyes, and hummed a little song.

In the early summer afternoon, gusts of breeze blow from time to time, wild flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance is refreshing, insects and birds are endless, making people drowsy.

"Sister Feng, it's really elegant. Xiaoquer hummed and made my brother's heart tremble. If something happy happened, it would make my brother happy."

An obscene voice sounded on his head, and Feng Qingchen opened his eyes. He saw a man standing beside him with a gloomy expression and a centipede-like scar on half of his face. The man looked up and down at his eyes full of lewdness.