Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Early in the morning, this is the seven days that Fan Yunmo has practiced in the Sword Sect, and it is also the last day, and the precipitation after a few days has not allowed him to reach the bottleneck, but he always feels that he is almost hot, as if he is separated by a piece of paper, obviously he can step into the next realm with a light poke, but he is not enough.

At this time, Fan Yunmo sat cross-kneeled on the bed and adjusted his breathing.

In an instant.

The spiritual energy in a circle of several miles above the mountain peak was like a gushing river water gathering the spiritual energy, and his divine soul consciousness peeked into the sea in an instant and saw a golden ocean.

At this moment, various courtyards.

"It won't be Junior Brother Fan again, right?"

"Apart from Junior Brother Fan, who else can make such a move?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect who were meditating in the courtyard noticed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become thin, and they had no choice but to open their eyes from the meditation and came to the outside of the courtyard to investigate the situation.

"What to do, this day and two days is not a way."

A disciple glanced at him, and then proposed, "Since I can't cultivate here anymore, I can only rub the aura of other peaks, anyway, I can't return the best pill given by my junior disciple, which is equivalent to having two lives."

"That's it."

The others echoed, while some nodded and remained silent, each leaving in a different direction of the peak vein, as for Fan Yunmo's monopoly on the spiritual energy of this peak mountain range, they did not complain much.

After all, the benefits are given.

The two best pills that Fan Yunmo gave them, although they could not bring back the dead, but the medicinal effects were not much different, they could quickly regenerate blood and bones, and they were rare life-saving pills.

.........

This is the moment.

The thick layer of clouds and mist in the sea is as vast as the vast ocean at a glance, and the golden expanse is brilliant, even if Fan Yunmo knows that it is his own heavenly spring, he often can't help but sigh.

"Golden Heavenly Spring."

However, when Fan Niang saw the golden clouds, she seemed to be sad, and said with joy and sorrow: "Mo'er, I really don't know whether to say that you are a genius demon or an unlucky egg, how to be good is the golden heavenly spring."

"This....... Mother, is there any harm to the Golden Heavenly Spring? Fan Yunmo, who turned into a divine soul villain, asked puzzled: "Under normal circumstances, Tianquan is not divided into white, blue, xia, and purple, then I belong outside the convention, shouldn't I be very powerful?"

Fan Niang explained: "Indeed, if according to the convention, Mo'er, your Heavenly Spring concentration, strength should be between the third or fourth layer, but it is precisely because you are outside the convention, so you can't break through, you can only be in the first layer all the time."

The color of the heavenly spring represents a person's qualifications, but also represents the difficulty of cultivation, the higher the qualification, the more difficult it is to cultivate.

Now according to your situation, either accumulate the foundation and step into the earth seed realm, and no one in the same realm is invincible, or fail to cross the calamity and become a wasted person, and the tendons are blocked, which can only be said to have advantages and disadvantages.

"What!" Fan Yunmo was full of joy and said, "Then won't I become an invincible demon of the same rank in the future!" Fan

Niang looked at him who was excited, and couldn't help but remind: "Mo'er, didn't you think that you would fail?"

"Nope." Fan Yunmo smiled cheerfully: "Don't worry, as long as you stay by Sister Xueli's side, at least ninety percent....... Eighty percent, eighty percent chance of successful robbery. Fan

Niang nodded thoughtfully, she had long seen Yan Xueli's extraordinary luck, not to mention the inheritance treasure: "It's also reasonable, but Wei Niang still thinks it's better to be safe." "

For the Golden Heavenly Spring in the Fan Yun Mo Zhihai, it is not good, but at least it is not bad, and even the height that is difficult for some people to reach.

She told Fan Yunmo a lot of information about the Golden Heavenly Spring, which was all information that could not be found in the Yunling Sect.

Afterwards, Fan Yunmo did not wake up in a hurry, but took this opportunity to ask her:

"By the way, mother, do you know the immeasurable fate?"

Yan Xueli once said to him the immeasurable life calamity, and even guessed that he was the one who should be robbed, but Fan Yunmo always felt that Yan Xueli was the person who should be robbed, otherwise how could he be worthy of the identity of the protagonist.

It's a pity that he didn't insist on reading the whole book, otherwise he would have known the development of the whole novel's story before and after, and he would have been mentally prepared.

Fan Niang froze and said solemnly: "Mo'er, what are you asking this for, worried that your little daughter-in-law is a robber?"

"A little..."

In the sea of knowledge, although Fan Niang has no entity, she can touch the villain transformed by Fan Yunmo's spirit, pinching his face and saying: "I know that I care about my daughter-in-law."

Fan Yunmo, who was pinched on his face, couldn't help but ask out loud: "Mother, why do you love to pinch my face so much like Master."

Fan Niang smiled lightly: "Maybe it's a good pinch." "

...........

Oh -

above the Zhongding Mountain Forest.

The two imperial swords passed through the emerald forest, passed a city full of flowers, and after traveling hundreds of miles, they soon saw a clear lake containing spiritual meaning.

The lake is sparkling and decorated with the broken light of the rising sun.

After many days of traveling, they finally returned to a familiar place.

I saw an immortal sect floating in the middle of the lakeside, and the stone gate on the shore was engraved with the words "Lingmiao Sect".

Zeng Yeye and Ye Yan came with their swords above this sect, and the few disciples wearing azure Daoist robes below looked up curiously, and saw that it was Zeng Yeye, and there was not too much enthusiasm in their eyes.

"Why, Senior Brother is so anxious, but he has encountered a bottleneck in cultivation, do you want Senior Brother to teach you the perception of breaking through the ninth layer of the Human Networking Realm?" The young man smiled and mocked: "I forgot, according to the generation, I should call you senior brother, but according to strength, what should you call me?" Soon

after landing, he soon ushered in something that was commonplace for him.

Seeing the comer, Zeng Yeye didn't pay much attention.

Without him, this person was one of the countless provocateurs against him in the Spirit Sect, after all, the position of a senior brother was similar to that of a candidate holy son, and it was inevitable to be jealous of others.

Seeing Zeng Yeye ignoring himself, the young man's heart became more and more dissatisfied, he couldn't figure out how the waste that had been in the human network realm for nearly a hundred years could be a master brother instead of him.

Just about to stretch out his hand, he responded with a pitch-black fairy sword blocking in front of him.

The young man glanced at Ye Yan beside him with a frown, and withdrew his hand with a cold snort: "Zeng Yeye, you can't be a holy son!" Sooner or later, my eldest brother will take your place!

Zeng Yeye turned around and chuckled: "In this way, I thought that you were still taking my place, and I didn't want to just bluff." "

You!" The young man shouted inwardly: "If you have the ability, follow me to the ring!" See if you teach me, or I teach you!

Zeng Yeye continued to ignore him, which immediately made the young man angry, but he was particularly helpless, because the sect has rules, except in the ring, the sect must not fight privately, and the offender is punished to the back mountain to think for a year without eating or sleeping.

"Senior brother, more and more people have come to provoke recently, you have to be careful yourself." Ye Yan followed him and reminded carefully.

"If you want to make Senior Brother feel better, you should quickly become a true Saint Son, Senior Brother Ye." Zeng Yeye said from the heart.

He didn't want to be this master brother for a long time, the hard work was the most, not only that, but he didn't take a vacation, he was simply a living social animal, so that Zeng Yeye once again experienced the feeling of working for the boss.

.........

Spiritual Sect Master Hall.

When Zeng Yeye came to the gate of the main hall, he happened to meet several sect elders, but they only glanced at him lightly, did not ask, and passed by expressionlessly.

And Zeng Yeye kept a respectful posture until he couldn't see any figures of the elders, so he carefully raised his head and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead.

Almost provoked.......... Zeng Yeye secretly rejoiced in his wit, otherwise those elders were afraid that they would find trouble for him again.

"Sect Master."

"What's the matter?"

In the lobby of the hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a good silver silk robe, his face was slightly vicissitudes, his thick eyebrows looked very compassionate, and he raised his head unhurriedly and looked at him with a smile.

"Sect Master, here's the thing........,"

Zeng Yeye reported to him that he was hunting Yan Xueli outside, of course, most of it was made up by him indiscriminately, and it was impossible to explain all of them in their original form.

When he told about the acquaintance between the red ink girl and Fan Yunmo of Taoyuan Peak, his face obviously became a little more solemn, and he immediately asked, "Are you sure?"

"The disciple is sure."

Zeng Yeye just wanted to say something nice, but he didn't want the sect master to wave his hand directly: "You order down, let people declare the matter of the poisonous elder to the world, and at the same time clear the charges on Hongmo's body." "

Hmm???"

Zeng Yeye suddenly looked up at him with a confused expression, he still didn't say anything good, why was it so sudden?

"Zeng Yeye."

"The disciple is here."

Zeng Yeye hugged his fist on one knee, not wanting the next sentence of Sect Master Xun Zheng of the Spirit Sect to almost make him break the house.

"Come to my place tonight."

"Huh!?" Zeng Yeye was quite taken aback, and when he saw his gaze like a torch, he quickly lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, disciple....... Got it. Walking

out of the main hall, Zeng Yeye was always in a state of confusion, even goosebumps rose, took out the copper mirror he carried with him and looked at his pretty face.

"Could it be that I'm too handsome?"

After thinking for a moment, he decided to go to Ye Yan and ask for clarification.

After all, Ye Yan and the Sect Master were master-apprentice relationships, and they should know the Sect Master's interests and hobbies best, and if he really thought so, he would leave the Spirit Sect and go directly to Fan Yunmo.

As for what he said earlier, "Lingmiao Sect is my family", he chose to ignore it automatically, or self-preservation mattered.

"Junior Brother Ye, what kind of Sect Master is Longyang?" Zeng Yeye asked in a low voice in his ear.

"Long Yang is good?" Ye Yan looked at him strangely: "Naturally, no, why did Senior Brother ask so?" "

Didn't... It's okay.

Zeng Yeye smiled awkwardly, waved his hand, and said, "Junior brother, you didn't ask as a senior brother, and you are not allowed to tell others, I will leave first." With

that, he left in a hurry.

With a lot of thoughts, he soon ushered in the late night.

Zeng Yeye came to the Sect Master's rest courtyard as promised, and before he could knock on the door, Sect Master Xun pulled him in, mysteriously pushed him into his prosperous and simple house, and even took out the Wudao tea, which only served distinguished guests on weekdays, and brewed it for him.

"Zong....... Sect Master, what did you call me here for? Zeng

Yeye looked at the hot Wudao tea, did not dare to move, at this moment he was a little weak-hearted, and scolded in his heart: Junior brother, you lied to me!

Sect Master Xun sat opposite him and said with a kind eyebrow: "Zeng Yeye, at the end of the exchange meeting, you did not return to the sect with other junior brothers and sisters, but chose to stay in the Yunling Sect for a few days to see your old friends, right?" "

Hmm."

"Your old friend is that demon on the Taoyuan Peak of the Yunling Sect?"

Zeng Yeye opened his mouth, shocked and surprised, but more of them were silent, not knowing how to answer.

Sect Master Xun raised his hand clearly, so that he didn't have to care about his own problems, and said: "Nothing, I called you here, just hope that if you see that demon in the future, you might as well help this seat and ask his master what food he likes?" Or do you like something rare? Even the Immortal Grass, the magic weapon of this sect, can do. Zeng

Yeye: "............."After

the fact, this seat can promise to let you retreat for ten years without anyone disturbing you, how?"

Zeng Yeye also saw the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal at the exchange meeting, and instinctively wanted to complain "Impossible, Sect Master, you have no drama", but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

After all, he was the master of a sect, and he was just an ordinary waste master brother.

In the end, Zeng Yeye just persuaded with good words: "Sect Master, don't be a licking dog."

Under the several benefits of Sect Master Xun, Zeng Yeye still gritted his teeth and agreed, he had long wanted to stay in the cave mansion for a lifetime, but he had always been a master brother, which made him have to work every day.

At the same time, Zeng Yeye felt strange, according to the plot, even if it was not the friendship of Long Yang, shouldn't there be an open and dark battle between the two sects? How did it suddenly change as soon as it touched on Brother Fan.

Zeng Yeye originally thought that the sect master was a character who hid a knife in a smile, making him feel that he was not a villain, but better than a villain, and the result........ I didn't expect it to be an affectionate species.

You can imagine how much tonight's events affected him.

Zeng Yeye looked up at the moon and muttered: "Brother Fan, you lied to me again......

.." At Taoyuan Peak, Fan Yunmo told him that this world is a book frequency world view, and the protagonist is his own junior brother, so that Zeng Yeye silently thought that it was a male frequency text, and found ........

This meow is a female frequency text! How to pull on you, the original personality has changed!

.........

The other side.

Top of the mountain.

Because it was the last night of the Sword Sect, Fan Yunmo took Yan Xueli to the cliff to admire the moon, and on his head was a little fox, and there was an illusory mother on his side.

At this moment, he was caught off guard and sneezed, and the little fox slipped overhead.

"Tweet!?"

The little fox was stunned for a moment, became an innocent, sadly experienced a free fall, and hurriedly covered his eyes, but fortunately was caught by Fan Yunmo in a hurry, so he did not fall off the cliff.

"Sorry, I sneezed all of a sudden."

"Tweet!"

The little fox covered his eyes in fear, and after feeling the familiar embrace, he released his meat claws with trepidation.

Immediately protested towards Fan Yunmo, and even grinned like he wanted to bite his hand in revenge.

"Do you want to die?"

However, Yan Xueli, who was smiling on the side, approached the little fox's eyes, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, eager to engulf him, and pinched the little fox's belly.

Frightened, the little fox was excited, crawling and rolling, and climbed to the top of Fan Yunmo's head in shock, and had long forgotten Fang Cai Fan Yunmo's mistake.

He was more willing to stay above Fan Yunmo's head than to face Yan Xueli, although it was sometimes more dangerous...

At this time.

The bright moon is high, and the night is together.

The evening breeze gently blows on the face, the sound of "sand" continues, the trees tremble, the chaotic leaves fall, and the soft moonlight quietly pours on a mountain peak, and the heavy mountains are crystal clear.

The illusory figure of Fan Niang sat on the side with one hand supporting her pretty face, gently watching them frolic, quietly listening to the cicadas chirping in the middle of the night, without saying much, even if she couldn't show it, but at least she knew it.

———— dividing line————

(in the case of Fan Niang, Yan Xueli Yan smiling appearance)



PS: I was wrong, because I couldn't control myself at all, and it was written that a chapter directly went to more than 3,000 or 4,000 words, Let me divide it into two chapters and read it myself.

The summary is: it's too hard to save the manuscript, unless I keep half of it.