Rong Yi and An Yiran have just arrived in this Hunyuan Continent.
These are all mortal realms, and they are not willing to stay here for too long.
After all, we are still monks, and returning to the world of monks is the right path.
But now in this remote town, the nearest cultivation market is 30,000 miles away.
This town is almost at a small center point in the mortal world, so it still takes some time to truly reach the place of cultivation.
Rong Yi was already in the Mahayana stage and said that he could take the initiative to fly her there directly.
But An Yiran didn't want to.
Flying 30,000 miles, even in the Mahayana stage, is still very spiritually intensive, and he has to carry a tow tank.
The people of Tianyuan Continent here naturally have their own mode of transportation.
Otherwise, the continent is so big, otherwise, it would be just a matter of distance, never seeing each other again, and forgetting each other in the world.
Rong Yi looked into An Yiran's innocent eyes.
In fact, he still had his own inner thoughts, because he was sure that he had a little care for his apprentice and took her to fly to the realm of immortality for such a long time.
They can spend a lot of time together, and there are only two of them.
And when flying, Ran Ran can only rely on herself.
Thinking of this makes her feel good, but this request was actually rejected by her little apprentice.
Rong Yi still felt a little depressed in his heart, but his eyes were bright and clear, which made people feel shocked just by looking at him.
His whole body seemed to be clear and clear.
Cultivators do have their own ways, and so do mortals.
In a capital city of mortals, the cultivator sect held an immortal meeting in this place, specifically to select those children among mortals who have the qualifications for cultivation.
There is a cultivation transportation point there, and all the children and the accompanying cultivators ride on flamingos to the cultivation area.
An Yiran and Rong Yi are heading there now.
The recent mortal market is very lively.
These mortals seem to be rushing to celebrate the Shengyuan Festival.
This Shengyuan Festival is like Valentine's Day in Tianyuan Continent.
All the men and women in love come out and walk on the street, bringing various people with them. kind of mask.
All the women who were still in the boudoir or single women came out, wearing full-face masks, while couples and married people wore half-face masks.
An Yiran and Rong Yi didn't react at first.
They directly used immortal magic to make these people ignore the existence of these two living people.
An Yiran had some secret thoughts in her heart.
They could have just used a small flying skill to fly directly over the city to a remote suburb to escape this embarrassment.
However, she didn't want Rong Yi to just do that.
Simply leave.
She has never forgotten that she has not confessed to Rong Yi yet.
There is a saying that strikes first and gains strength, but strikes later and suffers disaster.
If in the future, because she didn't confess to Rong Yi in time, Rong Yi ended up falling in love with someone else, she would still be crying.
No, Rong Yi has no chance to fall in love with someone else.
Even if she falls in love with someone else, she will take Rong Yi back.
She had always known what she wanted, so she had endured her feelings until now and decided to wait until everything stabilized before confessing to Rong Yi.
She no longer has to worry about the fate of the villain, so she just needs to wait and see what happens.
But she looked at so many couples and walked here like a single person.
She obviously already has someone she likes, so why does she still want to be single?
She revealed her figure, and Rong Yi followed her.
There was not much communication between the two, but there was a silent understanding in their hearts.
She took Rong Yi's hand and walked to a mask seller.
She chose a very beautiful black mask with golden patterns floating on it.
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Although the craftsmanship of these mortals was not as good as that of their previous technologically civilized world, they were still Very ingenious.
She handed the mask to Rong Yi: "Rong Yi, how about we come and celebrate the mortal festival here?
Maybe we can meet the person we like."
I like you, meet me, and then take off the mask.
Take off my mask.
Rong Yi's obsidian eyes became increasingly blurry in the hazy night.
She only remembered that the lights were beautiful, the moonlight was hazy, and everything around her was decorated with lights.
Walking on the street, people walking around were carrying A shallow smile, with expectations and yearning for future life, is a feeling of a better tomorrow.
She put on a ghost face mask, held Rong Yi's hand, and walked to the river where a large number of people gathered.
This river was called Qingshui River.
The river's edge was very long and narrow, and countless men and women gathered around the bank. , waiting to put out the lanterns.
An Yiran took a long detour.
I still haven’t found any space, but I don’t want to miss this good atmosphere.
She held the lantern in one hand and held Rong Yi's slender fingers in the other.
Their hands held each other tightly, so they were not afraid of getting lost in the crowded crowd.
Finally, the team in front finished setting off the river lanterns, and the kind-hearted couple took the initiative to make room for her.
The woman looked at her leisurely and said: "Let's make way for this little sister.
It seems that they are going to be a couple again.
This is the Ascension Festival that we love.
Let's make way and put the lanterns for this little sister." ” An Yiran heard the woman's teasing.
Although she was usually a bit careless, she still felt a little embarrassed when she heard these words.
The fair face under the mask became a little rosy, and she couldn't help but think about Rong Yi.
He knew that he do you mean She was holding a lotus-shaped lantern in her hand.
She quietly added a small amount of spiritual power to the lantern to make it float on the river longer.
Rong Yi looked at his young apprentice with a look of endearment that he didn't even notice.
He accompanied his secretly beloved apprentice and watched the swaying lanterns drifting away.
Then An Yiran politely thanked everyone around him and left.
Rong Yi is also very grateful to this group of people, the most simple people and the purest feelings.
Well, although it is night, everything is so beautiful and dreamy.
Beautiful flowers and full moon.
The street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you turn on the light to look back, the pavilion is short, the world is rolling, I sigh again.
An Yiran suddenly remembered these words.
Looking at their tightly held hands, his heart was filled little by little.
At this time, the two of them had left the Qingshui River and walked to a small curved bridge.
The two of them stood in the center of the curved bridge and looked at the beautiful scenery in the distance.
Behind them was a full moon.
They looked at the scenery in the distance, but they didn't know that they had also become the scenery in the eyes of others.
"Rong Yi, so beautiful."
"Um."
"Rong Yi, are we a little too boring?"
"Um."
"Rong Yi, but we are also very interesting like this."
Rong Yi was not impatient at all, and still answered her patiently: "Yes."
"Rong Yi, mortals are really simple."
"Yeah."
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Indeed, everyone today is very enthusiastic.
"Rong Yi, you like me."
"Um."
Rong Yi answered directly.
He didn't know whether he fell into a kind of inertia or deliberately followed An Yiran's words.
He looked at his little apprentice.
After he said that word, his smile instantly became as bright as a flower.
That cheerful smile seemed to be able to ignite all the passion in the world.
She was like a fire, burning deeply on the ice of Rong Yi.
He himself was also filled with different emotions at this moment, An Yiran smiled happily, as if the color of the world changed for a moment, "Yeah, I like you very much too."
When Rong Yi heard this, his ears turned red quietly.
This red color contrasts with the bustling surroundings, and is not visible at all in this environment.
But An Yiran, who was in a state of excitement, didn't notice.
Suddenly, when Rong Yi was in a daze, An Yiran reached out her hand and gently pressed Rong Yi's neck down.
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him directly on the lips.
The flexible tongue went straight in, gently fanning the inside of his lips.
Soon, Rong Yi was stunned for three seconds at the beginning, and then responded quickly.
Two fiery tongues were intertwined crazily.
It seemed that everything was so inseparable.
People around him saw this pair.
The lovers were all whistling happily, but in normal times some people might scold them for disturbing the appearance of the city.
But this Yuan Festival is the perfect time to express your love to the person you miss.
Seize every opportunity to fall in love.
After receiving Rong Yi's response, An Yiran became more and more excited, and he felt a joy from the bottom of his heart.
No matter how confident she was, she still hoped that Rong Yi would like him.
But after she was so presumptuous today, Rong Yi responded to her like this.
If he didn't care about her at all, she wouldn't believe it at all.
After the kiss, Rong Yi looked at An Yiran's eyes that were smiling like crescent moons, and also showed a faint smile.
His whole person originally had the demeanor of a god, but his red lips had a different kind of charm.
The charming An Yiran wanted to have another deep French kiss with him.
She nestled in Rong Yi's arms, looking a little satisfied.
An Yiran suddenly smiled mischievously and said, "Rong Yi, you haven't said you like me yet.
If you kiss me, you will be responsible for me."
She hugged Rong Yi's neck and climbed like a koala.
She stretched her head and tilted her head, then kissed him on the cheek and bit him with her teeth with some evil intentions.
Rong Yi watched her climb up, and had no choice but to hold her buttocks to prevent the disobedient little apprentice from falling.
He dragged the girl he loved deeply, put her down and kissed her deeply.
"I love you."
Ever since they determined their feelings, the two of them have been in a completely sticky state.
Even their ordinary actions are particularly eye-catching and of great significance.
Moreover, this momentum is obviously not very easy to stop.
Rong Yi is now in the Mahayana stage.
Sooner or later, he will have to return to his family to find the elder who framed him to settle accounts.
However, he must live a happy life to the fullest.
He now feels that it is only right to accompany his little apprentice.
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As for revenge, just wait until he gets bored.
Let those enemies continue to fuss for a few more days, and they probably still don’t know that they are still alive...
After the Ascension Festival, the two of them set off directly towards the capital that these people called the capital without any further delay.
This capital is not a simple city.
The people who guard this city are monks of the Golden Core Stage.
Just being able to have golden elixir stage monks as guards proves that this capital is not simple.
The real name of the capital is Dongzhou City.
This city is one of the most important cities in Qingxuan Kingdom.
Qingxuan Kingdom is the most powerful country in the mortal world, and his so-called capital city is truly well-deserved.
But yes, cultivators estimate that some people with ulterior motives use the Ascension Society to insert traitors and the like.
Naturally, you need real monks to guard here and maintain order.
The entry fee here is also very expensive, one entry fee is ten silver coins.
This is mortal currency, but it is still very expensive to get in.
Ten silver coins, if converted into RMB, are worth about two thousand yuan.
An Yiran and Rong Yi handed over twenty silver coins and went in.
The Immortal Ascension Conference will be held in two days.
The area from the mortal continent to the cultivation area is only open in June every year.
You must register before the Immortal Ascension Conference.
There are many flamingos, and many monks rush to the cultivation area without fear of losing their place, because there are very few monks among mortals.
But this ticket is still very expensive, costing 10,000 spirit stones.
An Yiran sighed when she saw the price of the ticket.
It seemed that the material level of the cultivation world in Tianyuan Continent was higher than she had imagined.
Rong Yi knew these things, but he hadn't been back for so long that he still forgot some details.
An Yiran painfully handed over the spirit stones to the two of them and got this special ticket.
One person registered two names in the book.
An Yiran looked at the two tickets, thinking that just now 20,000 spirit stones flew away from his bag.
You must know that in a situation like Diqiu where even one spiritual stone can be regarded as a treasure, twenty thousand spiritual stones were spent like this.
An Yiran felt that his heart was aching, and tangled eyes flashed from time to time in his black eyes, and the expression on his good-looking face was a little wrinkled.
Rong Yi didn't restrain his emotions at all now, and said very boredly: "Don't think about it, I still have a lot of spiritual stones here."
With Rong Yi's comfort, An Yiran finally felt better.
However, the reality has not improved at all.
It can only be said that women are hypocritical.
He just likes the person he likes to pamper himself, even An Yiran is no exception.
The Shengxian Association was very lively these two days.
An Yiran and the others lived in an inn not far from the Shengxian Association.
From a distance, they could see huge movements in the distance.
From the looks of the people around me, it seems that the qualifications of this class are particularly good.
There is a child with Tianlinggen.
This is a huge honor. . . . . . . s: I just read the pirated version of this, and there were still a few comments.
No one read it, so naturally I lost my original enthusiasm and wrote it with a final sense of mission.
Whatever you say will do.
To be continued
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