three times shuttle

Chapter 213 Elegant Demon Cultivator
The lakes under the rising sun have different shapes and different shades, including sapphire blue, emerald green, lavender, light gray and reddish brown. The lake water is crystal clear and you can see the floating green algae. The breeze blows and the water surface is sparkling. .

Xiaoxuan learned to swim at the age of three. Seeing so many beautiful sea creatures, she couldn't hold back and rushed into the lake screaming.

She opened her eyes wide underwater and looked around curiously. Then start playing, or lie on the water and take a nap, or dive to the bottom of the lake, or chase beautiful little fish...

Ning Chengfeng was also having fun in the lake, while the fairy opened a big umbrella to avoid the sun while preparing spiritual tea and snacks for the two of them.

After Xiaoxuan swam in seven or eight lakes, she finally got tired and lay down on the white sand. She is not afraid of the sun, her body is wet and covered with a lot of fine sand, but her face is cheerful, enjoying the sunshine.

Ning Chengfeng leaned over and lay down side by side with her. He shamelessly put his arms through the white sand and pillowed his daughter's neck. He tasted the affection and affection, and a sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

In the evening, the grilled fish he made was well received. Xiaoxuan was very considerate and ate a lot of it.

As night falls, the sky is full of stars like crystal clear gems inlaid in the sky. The couple is still admiring the picturesque scenery, while the little girl has fallen asleep in the tent.

The next day, the three of them continued hiking and stopped only when they encountered a particularly beautiful lake.

Fairies don't like to gather in groups, but Nizi likes to be lively. When tourists see the quirky Xiaoxuan, they tease her from time to time and make her laugh.

On the afternoon of the third day, we crossed a sand dune and saw a rare two-color lake, half purple and half light blue.

The little girl played excitedly by the lake and watched all kinds of small fish. After a while, I looked up and found a middle-aged man painting not far away, with several people surrounding him.

The man was handsome, elegantly dressed, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his creation. His expression was concentrated and his writing was free and unrestrained, making him look like a great master.

Xiaoxuan spread her short legs and ran forward, watching with great interest. The painting is mostly completed, and the people behind are pointing at it, thinking it looks good, but they don't know what it is.

"Sir, there are dozens of kinds of fish in the lake, why did you only draw one kind?" Xiaoxuan asked curiously.

"Hey, can you tell that what I drew is a fish?" The Confucian scholar looked surprised and turned to look at the girl.

"Yeah, aren't they all fish?"

"Then tell me, what kind of fish is it?"

"Isn't it the kind of little gray fish with a pointed mouth and a slightly bulging belly?"

The middle-aged man suddenly became interested and asked with a warm smile: "Little girl, what is your name?"

"Ning Xiaoxuan."

"Xiaoxuan, how many fish did you see?"

"I counted, one, two, three,..., a total of forty-eight. No, there is another one here. Hey, why is it so disgusting? The belly is open, and a lot of yellow beads fall out."

"Those are fish eggs." The Confucian scholar explained with a wry smile, "Xiaoxuan, can you draw?"

"Yes."

"Do you think I draw well?"

"better than me."

"Are you willing to learn from me?"

"Sure, my family lives in Shengxing, as long as my parents agree."

"Are they coming?"

"Hey, it's over there." Xiaoxuan pointed at the couple, who happened to be looking this way.

"Okay, go over and talk to them."

The middle-aged man put away his drawing board and led Xiaoxuan over. When the two parties approached, the pupils of the three of them shrank at the same time.

Everyone has changed their auras and pretended to be mortals, but with the sensitivity of high-level monks, they immediately noticed that the other party was extraordinary.

"It's a demon cultivator." The fairy said calmly.

"Well, my cultivation level is very high, maybe it's the Great Perfection of Unity." Ning Chengfeng responded.

The Confucian scholar hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind, strode over, and said politely:
"Are you two Xiaoxuan's parents? I'm Gu Bai. I see that Xiaoxuan is very talented in painting, and I want to accept her as my apprentice. I wonder if you are willing?"

Neither of the couple wanted their daughter to take the path of magic. Ning Chengfeng refused without even thinking: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Xiaoxuan already has a painting teacher. As for the rest, we will teach her."

The middle-aged man understood the implication: the other party was on the right path and did not want his daughter to become a demon.

But Xiaoxuan couldn't understand. She asked doubtfully: "Dad, haven't the two teachers left? There is no one to teach me now."

"Xiaoxuan, mother will find a new teacher for you soon." The fairy was helpless.

Gu Bai looked into Ning Chengfeng's eyes and read determination. He shook his head regretfully and sighed:

"It's a pity that she is really a genius in my discipline. Let her learn other things, which is really a secret." Like Ning Chengfeng, he talked about both painting and Taoism.

Ning Chengfeng smiled and spread his hands, showing that he was helpless.

The Confucian scholar glanced at the little girl reluctantly. He wanted to stroke her hair, but after thinking about it, he gave up. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxuan, my name is Gu Bai, remember."

He waved and turned to leave. Xiaoxuan stared at him blankly, her eyes complicated, not knowing what she was thinking.

The couple looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Gu Bai is very strong, and even if they join forces, they may not be able to defeat him.

It was night, and the two of them were very alert. Instead of admiring the moonlight, they accompanied Xiao Nizi and went to bed early in the tent.

The next day, they changed direction and headed northeast. Xiaoxuan gradually forgot about it and continued playing in the sand and visiting the lake.

On the fifth day, they turned to the southwest, turning back and forth, and there were new lakes along the way, so there was no need for aesthetic fatigue. The next evening, we were very close to where the airship landed. Tonight is beautiful, the black curtain is covered with bright stars, and shooting stars streak across from time to time, dragging their long tails and disappearing in a flash.

Ning Chengfeng was quite reluctant to leave at the thought of leaving. He took out a bottle of wine and drank it while chatting and laughing with his wife.

In the green tent, Xiaoxuan, who was already sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

In front of her eyes, a portal made of white sand suddenly appeared. The sand flowed quietly like running water, which was extremely magical and strange.

"Xiaoxuan, master is here to pick you up."

The magnetic voice of the Confucian scholar sounded in the little girl's ears, and she nodded involuntarily, showing surprise.

"Come in." The voice was kind and gentle.

Xiaoxuan nodded, stepped through the door, and was gone in the blink of an eye. The strange vision in the tent disappeared and everything returned to its original state, but the cute little girl was nowhere to be seen.

A few minutes later, Ning Chengfeng made a habit of exploring his daughter. His expression changed drastically and he stood up. "Oops, Xiaoxuan is missing."

The fairy was shocked and rushed to the tent to find that it was indeed the case. She knelt down and put her hand under the quilt, "It's still hot. I haven't been kidnapped for long."

Ning Chengfeng looked at his wife. Although the fairy was anxious, she was still calm.

"It was probably the demon cultivator who did it. He only wanted to recruit disciples and would not harm Xiaoxuan. Ran Yi, don't worry."

"I see."

"The two of us cooperate. I will attach my soul to your consciousness. When you reach the limit, I will continue to search forward."

"it is good."

Soon, Ning Chengfeng started relaying the ball until it reached its peak. Still not giving up, he sent out soul belts in several directions, but still found nothing.

He changed direction again and sent out hundreds of soul threads. This exhausted his maximum soul power. Although it could not cover all directions, it could reach an extremely long distance.

He had to give up and said in a deep voice: "I can't find it. This person's soul is at least the middle level of the sixth level, which is higher than the two of us."

Ran Yi took out the ten-thousand-year black turtle shell and said: "I will try using the path of cause and effect, although the accuracy of measuring people close to me will decrease.

But after all, Xiaoxuan is connected with me by flesh and blood, so her perception should be relatively strong. It was impossible for the demon cultivator to disappear so quickly, and perhaps he could still be located. "

"Okay", Ning Chengfeng looked forward to it.

In order to find her daughter, the fairy even put in the little girl's hair and a drop of blood from herself and her husband, then sat cross-legged on the small bed and started casting spells.

She found a red bloodline. It emerged from the tent, crossed the dunes and lakes, and extended into the distance.

Ran Yi followed it cautiously. After more than twenty minutes, she slowly opened her eyes and said happily:

"That demon cultivator is so powerful that he was almost covered up. Without blood essence, it would be impossible to track him. He is in the southeast, more than 800 kilometers away."

Ning Chengfeng used the "Space Fold", and after Ran Yi corrected his opponent, he used the sword again...

Gu Bai had just finished recruiting apprentices and was in a happy mood. He was thinking about how to teach his apprentices while running fast.

“She has extraordinary eyesight and her physique is purer than mine. If she uses water to enter the Tao, she will definitely shine.

The trouble is that what you should do if you fail to fulfill your previous commitment? No matter what, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. By then, Xiaoxuan will be obsessed with practicing and may not be able to care about this. "

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt strange fluctuations in the space. The wind and clouds ahead changed, and a gap was torn open in the void.

The man in black and the woman in white skirt stepped forward and stared at him coldly.

"Gubai, is my daughter in your space magic weapon?"

The Confucian scholar didn't expect to be caught up and was a little embarrassed, so he could only reply: "Yes, she fell asleep."

"Return Xiaoxuan to us and let this matter be over." The fairy's voice was cold.

"Yes, but she has become my teacher, you have to admit this."

"I will teach my daughter myself." Ning Chengfeng was angry. Although the other party had advanced cultivation, he was not afraid of the help of the fairy.

What's more, he has already seen that the opponent is not aggressive, and if he goes head-on, he may not suffer a loss.

"Then we can't reach an agreement." Gu Bai said helplessly.

Ning Chengfeng was "culling" in the air, but while he was in mid-air, his speed suddenly dropped. Part of his soul had been "brought back" to the Qianhu Desert.

He looked at the white sand dunes curiously. The breeze blew and picked up some sand grains, swirling in the air.

The wind is getting stronger, and more and more white sand are flying. They chase happily, like a group of fish, swaying their tails and swimming around.

Ning Chengfeng looked at it with interest, and the sand grains in the air suddenly fell, forming a tall tower on the smooth hill.

He murmured to himself: "Is this on Qingmei Island or Dao Kedao? Oh, no, it's more like the back of the Chenglu Branch..."

The fine sand that makes up the White Pagoda flows and the patterns change.

"Hey, an old man walked out of the tower. Is he the housekeeper of the Xie family? Or the old man at the entrance of the college library? Well, more like a foster father..."

Part of his consciousness was invaded and turned into "white cloth", which was being smeared by Gu Bai with his soul, but he was still obsessed with the "scene" in front of him.

(End of this chapter)