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"call out--"
A sharp whistle pierced the clouds and the moon.
He raised his head faintly, and a stream of golden-red light shot into the sky like an arrow from a string.
So lovely.
If that person is also there...
"thumping!"
When that dazzling star rose to the same level as Wu Gou, it exploded with a bang. Thousands of crystal golden lights gathered into a stream, so that the Milky Way lost its color and the Moon Palace lost its light.
The fireworks are like a begonia tree falling like snow, like the sparkling waves of a vast expanse of river. Allen Chu slowly closed his eyes in such a bright and lively atmosphere.
"Disciple Mo Ran, I congratulate the master on his release from seclusion."
Suddenly, someone said this behind him, the words were clear and like needles.
Chu night Ning suddenly trembled slightly, like a thorn in his back or a charcoal fire in his throat. His heartbeat sped up, his blood flowed freely, he couldn't breathe, and he suddenly looked back——
Behind him stood several disciples who had just walked out of Meng Potang. They all looked at the sky in surprise, and someone read this.
Gradually, there is no longer the same person.
Everyone felt it was new. The young disciples, male and female, standing alone or in groups, all looked at the glorious night and read out this sentence.
Disciple ink burns.
Congratulations to Master on his release from seclusion.
The gentle sounds are like the tide, like the murmurs in a dream, and the firm words are like rocks, like the mountains. Chu night Ning suddenly raised his head, and the fireworks in the night sky were flowing and flashing due to spiritual power, forming this sentence with such a brilliant and huge formation.
The fireworks condensed into a grand river that could be seen hundreds of miles away, and the colorful stars seemed to be running towards him through the long night across thousands of mountains and past events. The joy, sorrow, and longing for that person Guilt also rushed towards him in this long Weiyang night.
He felt that he suddenly became a driftwood in the sea. The sea water was his eyes when he suddenly hugged him in the Yincao underworld and in front of the Ghost King's Palace. They were tender, fiery and decisive.
He has nowhere to run.
Surrounded by that person's murmur, that person's laughter, that person's affection.
Chu Wanning didn't want to care about what kind of affection it was, master and apprentice, or something else.
Just being affectionate is enough.
Mo Ran still didn't have time and came back before the dinner.
Even if we are covered with stars and wearing moon, even if we run non-stop, there is still a long way to go.
Fortunately, there is also a message firework made by Elder Xuanji in the backpack. It is for emergency use in case he is sick outside. It is ingenious. You can concentrate your spiritual power to write on paper, put it into the shaft and light it, and then the written words can be spread into a huge The fireworks can be seen from the top of life and death even though they are far apart.
This firework costs thousands of gold and is extremely difficult to make, but Mo Ranhun doesn't care, he just asks his master not to be angry.
Even if we are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, even if the years are flooded.
He also wants Chu Wanning to hear this.
"Disciple Mo Ran, I congratulate the master on his release from seclusion."
Two hours later, the banquet dispersed. When we returned to Honglian Water Pavilion, the night was already deep.
Chu Wanning smelled of alcohol and felt uncomfortable. He wanted to take a bath, but the weather had turned cold. The lotus pond in the Red Lotus Pavilion was too cold. He took a bath yesterday and almost didn't freeze his body. He thought for a while, then went back to the house to grab a few changes of clothes and a wooden basin, and walked to the Miaoyin Pond.
Miaoyinchi was a bathhouse shared by the entire sect. He only took a bath here in the first few months after arriving at the summit of death and life.
It was already very late at this time, and few people would be bathing inside. Chu nightning raised his hand, lifted the Xige shower curtain and walked in. Many places in the Summit of Death and Life have been renovated, but the Miaoyin Pond has remained unchanged. It is surrounded by high walls of black tiles. When you step into the door, you first have to pass through a corridor with floating gauze curtains. When you walk to the end, you see the sixth level painted with tung oil varnish. of narrow wooden steps.
Everyone who goes to take a bath will take off their shoes and socks before walking down the wooden steps, so just by looking here, you can tell how many people are soaking in the pool.
Chu Wanning also paid attention when he took off his shoes and socks, and found that there was only a pair of boots here. The boots were quite big and a little dirty, but they were neatly placed in the corner. They were not thrown away just because the place was empty. .
Chu Wanning thought, who is it? Come take a shower so late...
But he didn't think much about it, and walked down the steps barefoot with his little wooden basin in his arms, brushed aside the last curtain blocking the end of the walkway, and went down to the yard.
The courtyard is filled with mist and steaming clouds. There is a huge hot spring pool here, which undulates according to the terrain, creating a very wide waterfall, making a rumbling sound. The hazy hot air and dense white smoke stretch out the tender waist from the pool, rise gracefully into the air, and disperse into every corner and every inch of crevice.
Because the fog is so heavy, everything here is actually blurry. People have to be very close to see each other's faces clearly.
Chu Wanning walked on the smooth rain flower stone path, passed through the overlapping and heavy peaches, and came to the nearest bathing entrance. There are low shelves made of bluestone, which are specially used to store changing items. He put the small tub and robe on top, then took off his clothes and slowly walked into the pool.
So warm.
He couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction.
If he didn't want to crowd the bathhouse with so many people, and he didn't want to take a bath in the middle of the night every day, he would really feel that the Red Lotus Pavilion was cold and crude.
After all, Xue Zhengyong is a person who considers every detail carefully. The Miaoyin Pond was built under his supervision. There are flowers on the edge of the pond, which bloom all year round, and a waterfall at the end for washing. If you get tired of soaking, you can lie down in a small wooden pavilion next to it.
Here, use geothermal pebbles to press the xué points on the meridians.
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