Chapter 119 Green Bamboo

Looking up, in Gan Ping's eyes, it turned out to be a green bamboo forest of Aomori. The winding path is surrounded by a secluded stream, and there are several bamboo buildings hidden in it. Compared with the atmosphere of Yinxuanfeng, the desolation of Mingyunfeng and the rigor of Xiandu Peak, there is just a trace of dusty and elegant atmosphere here. Looking at the beautiful scenery, I couldn't help taking a deep breath. The bamboo fragrance felt as if I was in a paradise outside the world, and I just wanted to sleep leisurely in my heart.

Suddenly, a sword spirit faintly came to his face. A thriller quickly opened his eyes and saw his master Mo Lianfeng looking at himself with a smile. This bamboo forest..." Gan Ping looked at the green bamboo swaying in the wind in horror, and there was a huge wave in his heart. Others did not know that he absolutely understood it very well. If it hadn't been for his master's sword spirit just now, he would have fallen asleep in this fairyland. What kind of divine channel method is this? Unexpectedly, he almost said it unconsciously.

Mo Lianfeng looked at Gan Ping's shocked look around and smiled and said, "This green bamboo is the blue bamboo found by your aunt in the Quzi Fairy Mansion. Then it is planted according to the number of innate Dayan, and the method of the eight trigram array of the nine palaces of Zhou Tian. Under the full effort, it is difficult for even the master of the realm of the Yuanshen to enter. There is no sound, it is not Yes?" In the last sentence, Mo Jiangfeng turned his head and said loudly to the bamboo forest.

As soon as the voice fell, a woman's rather disdainful voice came from inside, "Humph!" The voice is long and gentle, but there is a hint of anger. Mo Jianfeng raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. The bad smile with the handsome face made many female disciples who secretly watched it full of gold stars in their eyes. Such a mature and handsome beautiful man's charm is really irresistible.

I ignored the exclamation of these female disciples. Mo Yufeng put his sleeve and said, "Wait here. I'll go to see your voiceless aunt." With that, he walked to the small building in the bamboo forest, leaving only Gan Ping standing outside the bamboo forest without tears. God, Gan Ping looked at Mo Congfeng's unrestrained and calm back and couldn't help slander for a while. His unscrupulous master actually left himself here like this. He quietly glanced at the warbler and swallows behind him and not far away from him. A gust of fragrant wind rushed to the mountain. Although these female disciples did not apply powder, the unique daughter Xiang It was enough for Gan Ping to drink a pot. Gan Ping's heart was empty for a while and he stood with his eyes, nose and nose and heart, and his heart pounded.

Poor Gan Ping has not been surrounded by so many women at such a young age. The disciples who have made achievements on the peak are either practicing in retreat or going out to practice. Most of the rest are young female disciples who have just entered the sect. Most of them are seventeen or 18 years old. It is the young girl Huaichun. The age of. In addition, he can't stop on this beautiful peak all year round. When he sees such a handsome young man like Gan Ping, he can't help but look at him a few more and talk about a few words by the way.

Gan Ping stood stiffly like a sword stuck on the ground. Although Gan Ping was only 14 years old, because of his practice of forging skills, he looked much taller than his peers, like a teenager of seventeen or seventeen or eight. In addition, when he was gathered in the Ma family, he studied and read with Mr. Zhang, compared with Zongmen. Those disciples have such an elegant and elegant charm. These female disciples looked at it very carefully. Looking at this pink and jade-like beautiful teenager, they couldn't wait to swallow it in one bite. Originally, there were many people who had no scruples. Seeing Gan Ping's shy appearance, they all became bold and kept pointing at Gan Ping.

"Who is this? Why did you come with Mo Shouzuo? Didn't we say that we don't allow men to come? Why are there two of them?"

"I don't know, but look at the Phnom Penh on his clothes. That's the identity sign of the disciple, which is equivalent to the identity of our elder sister. Maybe it's Mo Shouzuo's clothing disciple."

"Oh, this Uncle Mo is really awesome. You don't know that last year, the sect was more powerful than Uncle Mo, and it was so chic..." A female disciple said. At the moment, others made fun of her.

"Look at you, Uncle Mo is the most beautiful man in the clan. Don't expect it. There is too much difference in status, but is this apprentice in front of you..."

"Hee hee, talk nonsense! I don't have it, but it's really worthy of being a master and apprentice. Uncle Mo's disciples are so handsome. You see, she is simply whiter and tenderer than me. I really don't know how to give birth.

"Look at the huge sword behind him, it looks so heavy. I didn't expect that this little man is not only good-looking, but also quite strong, hee hee..."

"Is this called Lang Jun? How do you know whether the body is good or not? Why don't you ask?"

With that, the group of women pushed out a girl in a blue dress, laughing and pushing her to Gan Ping, who was standing not far away. The girl secretly glanced at Gan Ping, turned her head red and ran back. Those female disciples pushed her out unreally, and a group of people played together.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the bamboo building in the distance. A golden sword spirit rose to the sky, and then a water-blue light curtain enveloped the bamboo forest. Gan Ping was shocked and didn't care about the small adjustment of these female disciples. As soon as his body moved, he wanted to rush into the light curtain. Suddenly, a slender jade hand rested on his shoulder, blocking his momentum forward.

Gan Ping was shocked and quickly turned around. You should know that now Gan Ping has reached the third level of forging of Zhanyu. Although he has not reached the peak, his strength is not blocked by anyone. What's more, the real fire of the sun has just been used to condense the body again, and the cultivation of this forging has been deepened. Turning around and showing in front of Gan Ping was a beautiful face with a smile. Because Gan Ping turned around in a hurry, he almost bumped into this face. Wan Lin quickly retreated with a scream, and his anger blew on Gan Ping's face, which made him blush.

Gan Ping quickly retreated and said, "It turned out to be Sister Wan. Forgive me for your offense." Wan Lin looked at the little brother in front of her with a delicate smile. She couldn't help but look at the unrestrainedness of his master. This little brother's words and deeds looked like Mr. Taoist, and he looked like a teenager at all. At this time, Gan Ping remembered what had just happened and hurriedly said, "Sister Wan, my master and aunt..." He looked up at Wan Lin and couldn't help staring at the white and flawless face.

Wan Lin, who was standing there, was snow-white, her skin was white and could be broken, and the original red and swollen palm prints disappeared cleanly. Wan Lin was embarrassed by his stunned eyes. She couldn't help blushing. She lowered her head and coughed and said, "Brother Gan, please come here and taste my specialty Biluoxiangming." With that, he curled up like walking on the other side, and his white dress was like a swaying lily in the wind.

Gan Ping was stunned and hurriedly grabbed the first two steps to pull Wan Lin and said: Then my master and aunt and the two of them said anxiously, turning the other finger to the depths of the bamboo forest shrouded in the light curtain. Wan Lin blushed slightly and pulled her hand from Gan Ping's palm without a trace. Then she said, "It's okay. I have my own moderation. My uncle and my master have been used to quarreling before. This blue light curtain is my master's magic power. I think they don't want to be disturbed." Although there was some fog, Gan Ping still nodded and thought that his master would not have an accident in this Cuifeng, so he followed Wan Lin to the bamboo forest on the other side.

Just now, Gan Ping took Wan Lin's hand anxiously. Although he was unintentional, he looked at the eyes of those female disciples and coaxed one after another, "Little kid, you actually took advantage of our senior sister!" Do you want to die?" That's right, although our senior sister is beautiful, you can't be so rude, can you?" What a pervert..."

The female disciples laughed at Gan Ping and Wan Lin half angrily and half angrily, which made Gan Ping embarrassed for a while. They approached Wan Lin and said, "Sister Wan... I was a little anxious just now..." Wan Lin's face was also slightly red. She did not answer, but glanced at her coldly. The disciples, under her oppressive eyes, these female disciples lowered their heads one by one and ran away in dismay. It seemed that Wan Lin was still quite powerful in the Wei Cuifeng.

At this time, Wan Lin turned her head and smiled and said to Gan Ping, "These sisters are spoiled by me, and I don't know how to be polite. Don't be surprised." Cough..." Gan Ping couldn't help but be a little surprised to see Wan Lin's face change so fast. This woman's face change technique is really amazing and unfathomable...