Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 146
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Three thousand miles to the north of Canglan Mountain, the mountain is blocked by ice and snow, making it difficult for monks to travel. Anyone who flies with a sword will be lost in it.
On the top of the mountains, in a deserted place, there was an ice coffin. The wind and snow seemed to be particularly partial to the person sleeping in the ice coffin, and they actually gently walked away from the ice coffin.
A hand that was so pale that it was almost transparent stretched out from inside and rested on the edge of the ice coffin.
The wind and snow stopped.
The man in the ice coffin sat up.
He was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with black hair hanging down to his waist. His face was pale and without a trace of blood, and his heterochromatic eyes were blinking blankly.
Is he back?
Xie Rong slowly climbed out of the ice coffin, stepped barefoot in the snow, looked around, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
The spiritual energy fluctuations in the wind were so familiar that it made people shiver.
Xie Rong grinned, and his eyes suddenly burst into brilliant light.
He’s back!
Xie Rong’s legs were still stiff and he limped when he ran. The skirt of his red wedding dress trailed behind him, and the golden runes on the hem reflected dazzling light under the snowy light.
He tried to use the spiritual power in his body and was even more delighted.
I don’t know who sealed his body in an ice coffin and cured his meridians and Dantian!
Xie Rong smiled for a moment, then suddenly fell to his knees in the snow, his warm tears silently dripping out holes in the snow.
Countless names full of hate floated in his mind, making him cry and laugh, looking crazy.
[Isn’t the host not happy when he returns home?】
Xie Rong suddenly became gloomy and turned to stare at the white slime on his shoulder, “Why are you still here?”
[The host task is completed, the main system will give me to you.】
“He threw you away because he thought you were useless,” Xie Rong rolled his eyes and snorted, “That’s why I don’t dislike you.”
The white slime immediately hugged him, [Oh, host, don’t leave me!】
Xie Rong closed his eyes, his consciousness spreading outward, and he opened his eyes after a moment.
There is only one sparsely populated village within a hundred miles.
“In the beginning.” He whispered.
A purple long sword flew out from the snowdrift and lay in front of him. The sword body was trembling with excitement, and the sword sounds were like coquettishness.
Xie Rong raised his hand and knocked on the sword.
Taichu Sword immediately lowered a little, and after he sat firmly, it floated slowly down the mountain.
Xie Rong sat on the sword, looked down at the Fushan Ring on his finger, hesitated for a moment, and put his consciousness into it.
The things he hid inside before he died are still there!
At that time, he had just been rescued by his master. His meridians were broken and he had no cultivation at all. He was filled with despair and searched everywhere for a way to practice even if his meridians were broken.
But even the most evil techniques in the demon world still need intact meridians to circulate the demonic energy.
Xie Rong found out the most evil technique from Fushan Jie——
Star-absorbing evil power.
Unlike the Hehuan Sect and Renhuan, which absorb cultivation, this technique can absorb cultivation just by touching it.
If you can touch the stars, you can even absorb the power of the stars!
Without any hesitation, Xie Rong abandoned the right path and eagerly read through the exercises in his hands.
Nothing is as important as getting stronger!
But there is no evil power without side effects.
It happened that the page with the side effects in this exercise book was torn out.
That’s all, it’s not important.
…
“What’s happening on Canglan Mountain today? I almost thought the sky was falling!”
“You don’t know this? Lu Anlan, who self-exiled from Canglan Sect, went to Canglan Mountain to snatch his soul lamp, and got into a fight with the head of Canglan Mountain!”
“That person has been dead for five hundred years, and his body is not intact. What’s the use of the soul lamp?”
“Who knows? Anyway, Lu Anlan grabbed the soul lamp. The wedding was so grand and grand, who would have thought it would end like this? It’s a pity that that peerless beauty died so fiercely in the end.”
Every day, many monks who go to the snow-capped mountains to pick fairy grass borrow the road from the village, so the only tea stall in the village is always overcrowded.
“Peerless beauty? How beautiful is she? Is she as beautiful as this?”
Everyone turned and looked outside following the gaze of the speaker.
I saw a red figure standing at the entrance of the village, looking up and staring straight at the orange tree at the entrance of the village.
His skin is whiter than snow, his waist is slender, and his eyebrows are innocent and bright, like a pampered young master from a family who has gone missing.
“This young master,” a monk straightened his clothes and stepped forward with his head held high, “Snowy mountains are not a place for fun. Where are your servants? Why are you here alone?”
The boy in red slowly turned his head, looked him up and down, his eyes lit up, and he smiled at him, “I don’t know.”
The young monk stared blankly at his watery eyes and forgot to breathe, “Then…”
“I’m so hungry and cold,” Xie Rong’s pale, jade-like right foot stepped on his left foot under the hem of his bright red skirt, “Taoist Priest, can you take me home?”
The young monk was secretly happy, straightened his back unconsciously, and said proudly: “Of course.”
The young man in red just stepped on the sword of the young swordsman and flew away. At the tea stall, the person who started the conversation stared blankly at the red man in the distance who was gradually submerged in the vast snow, his expression was in a trance, and he never came back to his senses for a long time.
After burning the incense, Xie Rong followed the young monk into a cave.
“This is the house where I lived down the mountain. In a few days, I will explain everything to Master and then take you back to Canglan Mountain.” The young monk raised his hand and put it on Xie Rong’s shoulder.
“Who is your master…?” Xie Rong blinked in confusion.
“It’s Elder Nie from the Canglan Sect,” the young monk said with a hint of complacency on his face.
Xie Rong whispered: “Nie Xiuming?”
The young monk raised his eyebrows in surprise: “Do you know him?”
“I accidentally entered the secret realm before. Thanks to Elder Nie’s rescue, I have always remembered it in my heart and dare not forget it.” Xie Rong curled his eyes, and his cheeks turned red with excitement.
“My master has always been so kind. After I explain, he will definitely agree to let me take you up the mountain, and maybe he will let you stay. In the future, you and I can -”
Touching the young man’s ignorant and moist eyes, the young monk stopped in time and coughed lightly, “It’s getting late, I’ll take you to rest first.”
Xie Rong nodded and followed him into the house.
“My room is next to yours. If you need anything, just call me,” the young monk said softly.
Xie Rong watched him leave, the door closed, and the surroundings were quiet. He could only hear his own heartbeat.
It was so quiet, so eerily quiet.
It was as if the entire cave had been silently set up with a barrier, blocking out all sounds.
“How long are you going to follow me like a mouse?!” Xie Rong suddenly grabbed the tea cup next to the table and threw it to the ground.
Fragmented white light spots gradually condensed into a man in the room.
Xie Rong focused on the man’s face.
This is a face with very handsome bones, but the skin on the face is like a patchwork of rags, hideous and ugly, which makes Xie Rong happy.
He clearly remembered that when he blew himself up and died together with Lu Anlan, he saw with his own eyes that the man’s body was blown to pieces together with his.
Although he didn’t know why his body was restored without a trace, Xie Rong couldn’t help but be happy: “Aren’t you the son of destiny? Aren’t you the protagonist? Why doesn’t heaven prefer you?”