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Yin Miaomiao updated her views on Nian Nujiao. At the same time, Nian Nujiao was also talking about her to Shui Youran.

"If you can be a little bit like her, I will never have to worry about you anymore." Nian Nujiao trimmed the branches, her gentle tone could not hide her regret.

Shui Youran pursed her lips: "I failed your expectations."

"Do you think I'm talking about cultivation?" She inserted the peach branch into the bottle and adjusted the angle. "It's normal for the state to be high or low for a while. You practice hard and never slackened. How could I blame you for this for this?

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Shui Youran stopped and said for a while: "She is outstanding in talent, and it is hard for disciples to see her."

Nian Nujiao still shook her head and asked inexplicably: "Do you still remember, what is your real name?"

Shui Youran said: "Remember. Shui's Mei."

"The reeds are lush and the white dew has not dried. The so-called beauty is in the water." Niannu said with a smile, "But you don't like this name. You think it's a man's pursuit of a woman, and you have to change it."

"yes."

Shui Youran doesn’t like his original name, and the flowing water flows on its own. What does it mean to have sympathy, love and love have something to do, so it is renamed "Youran" to show his ambition.

Nian Nu smiled sweetly: "Then you definitely can't understand why I keep my current name."

When Shui Youran was silent, she admitted with difficulty: "Yes."

Nian Nujiao is a song name. It is rumored that there is a singer named A Nian who is good at singing and dancing. She has a very beautiful appearance and is amazed when someone sees it. She composes the song for it, called "Nian Nujiao".

Whether it is Niannu or calling her a girl, it is completely inconsistent with Huangyue Valley's spirit. Niannujiao was born as a singer. She had no choice but to change her name in the past, but she really couldn't understand it.

"Whether Nian Nujiao or Yu Meiren is just a name." Nian Nujiao smiled softly, "I have remembered it and I have called this name. Why did I change my own name because of the thoughts of others?"

Water Leiran said silently, thinking about something.

Nian Nujiao didn't urge her and slowly put the bottle in. The flowers were arranged in a staggered manner and the thickness was appropriate, which was definitely a good work of art. She looked at it for a moment and asked, "How?"

"The gods retain wealth and honor, and then they will light up gold." Shui Youran tasted it for a moment and gave a beautiful comment.

Nian Nujiao smiled softly, raised her hand to tick the flower branches, and said lightly: "For thousands of years, others have been deciding what kind of woman can be respected and what kind of woman should be humiliated - just like this flower."

"Now, it's time for us to decide for ourselves." She said, gently waving her silk sleeves, and the cut branches were pulled by invisible force, growing back on the branches and blooming in the wind, "What are we like?"

, it can be like what it is."

Some of the newly bloomed buds are small, some are broken, and some are weird in color, but they bloom bravely and bathe in the warm sun.

Yin Miaomiao took a night off, and the next day, Shui Youran came and said that if she didn't mind, she could take her to visit the entire Huangyue Valley.

She readily agreed.

Huangyue Valley is built around Yizhu Lake, mainly composed of various small buildings with different styles, some are grand and magnificent, some are exquisite and beautiful, and there is no unified style.

"This is the residence of each building." Shui Youran introduced, "Those who plant apricot trees are Qihuang, those who are woven with ropa are weaving, and those who hang wooden flutes all practice music..."

Yin Miaomiao sounds very interesting. The setting of Huangyue Valley is very interesting. It looks like a university and is divided by majors. Those distinctive small buildings are their dormitories.

She asked, "Don't you judge the degree of cultivation?"

"Yes, under the Golden Pill, no matter how high or low the cultivation level, they all live in the building. The same school is like sisters." Shui Youran said as she remembered something and added, "Of course, the building is only for female cultivators, if you want to share the same life with your family,

If you live, you have to live in another place.”

"Everyone lives together and it will help to enhance feelings."

Shui Youran nodded: "We support each other."

Walking through this dormitory area, there is a large harbor with many huge ships. People come and go, which is quite lively.

"What is this place?" Yin Miaomiaoqi said.

Shui Youran said: "There are limited places in the valley, so the lecture hall was set up on the boat."

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing.

Huangyue Valley is tight in land use, and most of the land needs to be used to create economic benefits, such as planting Linggu, opening up medicine gardens, raising silkworms and animal husbandry, etc., and cannot be as luxurious as Chongxiao Sect.

But they have their own survival wisdom, are careful in calculating, and maintain the income and expenditure of the entire sect very well.

She looked quietly for a while and saw several male disciples passing by in the crowd: "You can also accept male cultivators?"

"No, they are relatives."

Some female cultivators have husbands and children when they join the sect. If they agree, they can also enter Huangyue Valley to live. At the same time, if the female cultivators are pregnant, both men and women can grow up in the valley.

However, Huangyue Valley only allows male cultivators to walk or learn within the sect, and do not accept them as entering the school. But it is said that they are born in the valley and are protected by Huangyue Valley, and are not too big as formal disciples.

the difference.

After walking this end, Shui Youran invited a bamboo raft and invited them to come up.

The little phoenix was originally squatting on Yin Miaomiao's shoulder and looking around, looking curious. As soon as he got on the boat, he retracted his arms, for fear that he would fall down if he accidentally.

"You can fly, why are you afraid of water?" Yin Miaomiao couldn't laugh or cry.

Little Phoenix felt wronged: "The lake is so big and cannot fly."

Yin Miaomiao doesn't believe that phoenixes are afraid of water. They are mortal enemies of dragons. How can they play with water? It is very likely that... Feng Lin himself is a land duck.

Is there still some original memories left in this body?

She looked at the little phoenix curiously, trying to find some clues.

The little phoenix looked at her, and crystal tears appeared in the big almond's eyes, sobbing: "Phoenix, be good to Feng, don't throw it away, you will die."

Yin Miaomiao burst out laughing and rubbed it: "Okay, don't throw it away, do I look so bad?"

Little Phoenix struggled for a while and refused to answer this question.

On the other side of the lake is a large flat valley, which is carefully divided into many areas, and planted with spiritual plants with different attributes. Due to the methods of cultivation, many spiritual plants that cannot grow in one area live next to each other, just like a strange garden.

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When the little phoenix saw beautiful flowers, it couldn't wait to fly over, without any sluggishness on the ship. Unexpectedly, it could only fly half a meter away, and was pinched with its wings and pulled back.

It was pitiful: "It hurts."

Yin Miaomiao didn't let go, and held her wings back with her tips: "I rude, how can you run around at other people's house?"

"It's okay." Shui Youran did not feel relieved of a spiritual pet, and waved his hand to pick the flowers from the tree.

However, the silk has not touched the flower stem yet, and three flying needles are whizzing. Shui Youran's wrist sank, and the white silk is wrapped around it, sweeping the poison needle down: "What are you doing?"

"It's my point to ask this question. I decided this flower." Tao Xinying wore a bright purple gauze dress with a slightly saree style. She put it on her body through complicated knots, unique.

Style.

Shui Youran didn't want to quarrel with her in front of outsiders, so she changed into a flower tree, picked the flowers and handed them to the little phoenix.

"Thank you." The little phoenix grabbed the flower and inserted it happily into Yin Miaomiao's hair, "Beautiful!"

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "Sweet mouth."

Shui Youran took his own steps: "This is our alchemy house..."

"Oh." Tao Xinying did not leave, but interrupted Shui Youran's introduction and said to Yin Miaomiao with a smile, "It's not interesting to be like this with her. Whose sect doesn't have this thing? Do you want to come with me?

Let me show you something interesting."

Shui Youran's face changed slightly: "Senior Sister!"

"Look at you're so anxious." Tao Xinying smiled leisurely, "Is there something shameful about our Huangyue Valley?"

When she paused for a while, she looked at Yin Miaomiao meaningfully: "Even if you feel shameful, others may not be. Don't forget that the first time we met in Yunguang City... Haha, talk about it, my taste with you is still

It's quite similar, maybe we can talk more."

After she said this, Yin Miaomiao also remembered it. When she first met in Yunguang City, Tao Xinying competed with her for the Liansheng in the street, and Mu Tianguang saw this.

The past of a boy seems like a dream when recalling it.

Yin Miaomiao sighed in his heart and said to Ye Zhou: "You have a rare trip, do you want to communicate with other alchemists?"

Ye Zhou didn't know what it meant to meet in Yunguang City for the first time, but when he heard the string song, he knew that she was supporting him, and immediately said, "If it is possible, it would be better."

Shui Youran also understood and nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, come with me. Please."

They avoided it, leaving Tao Xinying and Yin Miaomiao to tease: "I changed another one? Your taste is really changed every time."

"Do you just want to tell me this?" Yin Miaomiao asked resentfully without answering.

Tao Xinying smiled and said, "How could it be? Come with me, what's the beauty school in them? It's boring."

The Xuansu School lived separately, the Su School lived around the water, and the Xuan School lived deep in the valley. The buildings were no different from those outside, and they were also various small buildings, but as soon as they entered...

"Oh, no wonder." Yin Miaomiao smiled directly. The style of the Xuan School is summarized in four words: Jiuchi Meat Forest.

The young and strong servants came and went, all wearing gauze shirts as thin as cicadas, as if they were in an extremely hot summer, but they were usually in summer, and at least they could wear pants under their heads.

But the parties involved looked calm, as if they were used to it. Some were practicing drawing talismans, some were watering flowers, and some were playing the piano and making tea, enjoying themselves.

A female cultivator wearing a strapless breast giggled and ran over, hugging Tao Xinying's arm and acting coquettishly: "Uncle Tao, would you lend me your Shangqing for one night?"

"Come again? Don't borrow it." Tao Xinying rolled her eyes.

"Uncle Tao, men are like clothes. You can lend me one night." The female cultivator raised a finger and said that it was really that short as a night.

Tao Xinying slapped her hand and said, "I'm not willing to borrow clothes from others. Let's go away and practice hard."

The female cultivator pouted and left.

Tao Xinying took her upstairs and into her own room. Her room was spacious and bright, with several rooms, and the voices of several men could be heard vaguely.

"Shangqing, come and serve me with guests," she said.

A man who was so beautiful that he couldn't argue came out, dressed properly, holding a piano in his arms, and not looking at people. He sat down in a row and played the strings.

Tao Xinying asked her to sit down in front of the tea case, slowly soaked the tea, and asked, "How about me, compared to Supai?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "There is no difference."

"There is no difference, how can we be divided into two factions?" Although the cultivation level is one level different, Tao Xinying's attitude is not humble at all. She is arrogant when she looks at her, "I invited you to see you because of your spleen and stomach.

If you say everything about the scene, it would be boring."

The author has something to say: Fenghuanger, nickname swearing~

Suddenly I was curious, if everyone traveled to the literature, would they choose Su school or Xuan school?