Chapter 26: The Stranger on the Moor is like Jade, the Young Master is Unparalleled in the World

  Her lips were still, but she was still staring at him in a daze, her big watery eyes unblinking, clearly still not having recovered from the deep kiss just now.

  A gentle touch of intoxication brushed against Yuyao's delicate, powder-puff cheeks that could be blown away by a puff, and his eyes were also filled with loving tenderness. The sweet throatfuls made him feel refreshed for a moment, indeed like the aftertaste of jade-like dew, endless.

  Yao Yao was stared at by Yi Jiu with this kind of gaze, and she became even more shy, feeling the warmth of Yi Jiu's embrace, yet it was an unparalleled sense of security.

  If we can quietly hold each other and spend the rest of our lives together, it would be wonderful. I hope Brother Yi will not travel in the future, but if Brother Yi really wants to travel, what should he do?

  Still unwilling to go against his wishes, young people going out on trips has become a trend, if you don't go out and take a look, how can you know the beauty of this world.

  Drunk, he gazed at her adorable expression as if she was in a trance-like state and couldn't help but chuckle. He gently patted Yau Yau's plump buttocks, which felt smooth and full of elasticity.

  The wonderful tactile sensation left him momentarily stunned, feeling the numbness of his fingers, yet extremely comfortable, as his fingers slid over the bridge of his nose, leaving a lingering fragrance on his hand.

  Yao Yao let out a soft cry, curled up in Yi Zui's arms like a small cat, not daring to lift her head and look at Yi Zui, fearing that if she met his gaze, blood would drip from her face.

  "Yao Yao, if possible, I really wish we could be together forever."

  He whispered softly, saying things that weren't very pleasant to hear, but this was what he truly thought in his heart.

  There is a beautiful young girl in his arms, and being drunk feels like the greatest happiness. Yoyo is the closest to him and can be tightly held in his arms, this is visible happiness.

  Murong Xue was like a goddess from the ninth heaven, every glance and every thought would involuntarily make people feel admiration.

  It's also like having a reliable object, just like when Fahai is seriously injured and on the verge of death, there is still someone to rely on, rather than watching helplessly as Fahai dies.

  At this point, Yu Zui might be selfish, deep down in his heart, he truly hoped that Murong Xue could stay with him, rather than suddenly disappearing one day, or waking up from a dream and finding her gone without a trace.

  Yao Yao's heart fluttered with One Drunken's gentle touch, almost unable to think, but listening to One Drunken's words, she felt that this was the most beautiful love talk in the world.

  It turns out that Yizui Gege really can guess what I'm thinking, and I want to be with Yizui Gege forever, no one can destroy it.

  Yizui was eighteen years old, and Yao was sixteen years old, already at the age of marriage, but Yizui was born as the crown prince of Liangguo, this matter could not be rushed, it's likely that they would have to wait until the national situation stabilized before it could happen.

  If I were alone, I could get drunk now and promise to marry her on a good day, and from then on, we would be inseparable.

  Remember not to wrong the people in your heart, and be firm with yourself after getting drunk.

  He truly cherished the pure feelings between him and Yaya, untainted by anything. If fate could be chosen, Yaya would probably wish for him to be carefree or born ordinary, so as to have fewer troubles.

  Holding her quietly, Yao's figure was already quite curvaceous, and her skin was even more elastic. Time had passed unnoticed.

  It wasn't until the sky had completely darkened that the two of them came to, and they sent Yaoyao home drunk. Hand in hand, it seemed as if they wanted to walk this short journey for half a night.

  Unconsciously, their hands clenched tighter than usual, perhaps because the two of them subconsciously wanted to hold each other's hands forever.

  The next day, while eating the loving breakfast made by Yao Yao with a hangover, Fa Bao finally sobered up. Yao Yao generously served a bowl of spiritual valley porridge to the hungry Fa Bao, who thanked her repeatedly.

  The comical sight of Fa Bao carrying a turtle shell on his back made Yao Yao smile, and this smile put all three in a good mood. It was another sunny day, it had been a long time since it last rained.

  Fa Bao finished the delicious Lingguo porridge in three mouthfuls, hastily got up and bid farewell. The wound was no longer a major issue, after a few days of rest, he could jump around again and even go mountain climbing.

  He got drunk and looked at Fahai's bald head, then touched his own somewhat long hair, thinking to himself, "Wouldn't shaving my head make my Buddhist connection even deeper?"

  Because he felt that the treasure had gone through this disaster and had signs of breaking through, and may break through several levels.

  After all, the nearly immortal old sea turtle inheritance has been activated, and in the future days, the treasure can feel the old sea turtle's understanding of the realm from the turtle shell on its body. Breaking through to the Mahayana realm may not be that difficult after all.

  I should also try to break through the middle stage of the Golden Elixir now, as the initial stage is already fully stabilized and the accumulation is sufficient.

  The state of mind is not to be mentioned, it's just that the spiritual power inside the body has reached a certain value, and you can enter the middle stage realm. Just as I was about to fall asleep, someone sent me a pillow, and if I didn't take the oath, there would be nearly 100,000 pieces of crystal stone to absorb spiritual energy.

  It's better to go and give those spiritual fields a good rain, with one's own spiritual power being more robust, the efficiency is much higher than that of the disciples of Yideng Laoren. By going there, it would also allow those "Ling" generation young monks who are busy from dawn till dusk to rest for a few days.

  A drunkard in his heart is thinking deeply.

  I recalled that I had to go and irrigate the spiritual field, but as soon as I got drunk on horseback, I thought of that night, and the pitiful yet enchanting appearance of Yinnuo, especially those long legs like jade in the moonlight, which made it hard for people to forget at a glance.

  Maybe I'm just too biased, many times it's not in my control, that foolish woman is like an ostrich, wanting to bury her head in the sand, lay eggs and pin her hopes on the next generation.

  Think about it, I'm really not a good person. Others tried to accommodate him and pretended to be pitiful, but he ruthlessly shattered the last hope in Yinu's heart.

  That foolish woman mustn't think of anything rash. If she were to have a child with someone else, I'm afraid my heart would feel somewhat uneasy even after getting drunk.

  "Come on, Brother Yi, let's wash this robe today, it's got bloodstains. You haven't even worn these new clothes yet, come and try them on."

  Yao Yao held a snow-white garment in her hand, making gestures on Zui's body with great effort, imagining what it would be like if Zui wore the clothes in her hand, and let out a silvery laugh.

  Even if she's drunk and puts on this outfit, it'll make her feel fun and happy.

  Yi Zui took a glance at the clothes in Yao Yao's hands. Although they were far away from Liang Guo, every year Liang Wang would still send people to deliver some food and clothing. It was only during these times that Yi Zui could feel a little bit of familial affection.

  Getting drunk won't go against Yaoyao's ideas anyway, it's just a change of clothes, no big deal.

  He took off the worn-out kasaya that had been on his body for several days, and put on a snow-white magnificent robe. In an instant, he transformed from a majestic little monk to a gentle and elegant young master, with a demeanor that was truly befitting of a young nobleman.

  Yao Yao looked at Yi Jiu, and a faint layer of pink appeared on her face. Wearing a cassock still didn't make him look bad, she just thought that Yi Jiu was more handsome than those bald men.

  Of course, this is also because of the reason why Yao Yao's lover has a charming and beautiful appearance. However, now that he's drunk and changed into casual clothes, his demeanor and smile are making Yao Yao's heart flutter uncontrollably, truly very handsome.

  One intoxication looked at Yao Yao's lovely appearance, doted on her by touching her hair, and the two were affectionate for a while before One Intoxication went out.

  When I walked out of the house, I was drunk and couldn't help but stare blankly. My own yard had already collapsed, and the original steps were gone.

  Thinking of Fa Bao closing his eyes and jumping down, he couldn't help but smile wryly, but with that big turtle shell, this height definitely wouldn't hurt his big disciple.

  Her toes moved lightly, as if a snowflake was slowly floating down, and then landed steadily on the ground, walking straight towards the mountain gate passage. The old monk with one lamp was probably there supervising the disciples of the "Ling" generation to work.

  For a drunkard's active invitation, one lamp naturally agreed with mouthful of answers.

  However, the disciples of the "Ling" generation still didn't get a chance to rest. Yideng actually told them to go and catch insects. Yizui could only laugh it off, but surprisingly, these "Ling" generation disciples were busy all day long and their cultivation was rising rapidly.

  Outside the mountain gate, tens of thousands of acres of spiritual fields were planned flat and tidy, with diligent slaves working hard everywhere. Suddenly, he started to perform the Rain Technique from a place close to the mountain gate.

  The Rain Incantation is just a small spell that concentrates water vapor in the air into raindrops and makes them fall.

  For a cultivator who has reached the Dan-forming stage, the Rain-Calling Seal is merely a matter of changing hand seals, and doesn't even require the use of auxiliary magical tools.

  Moreover, his divine consciousness is powerful, and the small rain brought down by a single Rain Spell can cover two acres of spiritual fields, with moderate rainfall and evenly distributed raindrops.

  One lamp in the distance watched one drunk casting a spell, unaware of secretly nodding, and then looked at his own disciple, that pest control method using Gengjin Jue was performed terribly.

  His face turned black, and he quickly turned around, fearing that if he looked at those disciples for another moment, he would not be able to help but punish them to work through the night.

  One intoxicating display after another became more and more skilled, walking while casting spells, even trying to change hand seals, the spiritual power in his body swooshing down.

  Then he took out a crystal stone and continuously replenished it, using a large amount, and recovering a large amount, unknowingly passing through half of the spiritual field.

  Feeling those respectful glances from the Shu slaves, Yi Xing nodded gently in response, making people feel like they were basking in a warm spring breeze.

  Yinu also walked through the spiritual fields, instructing those who were cultivating how to weed more efficiently and do better, and the cultivators looked at her with respect.

  Unlike the gaze at Yizhen, Shunu's gaze at Yinu is respectful and affectionate, while his gaze at Yizhen is respectful with a hint of awe.

  Yinu wiped the sweat, raised her head, and saw a snow-white figure walking towards her step by step, while performing the Rain Dance, with her head down as if still thinking about something, without stopping for a moment.

  Looking closely again, there was a light rain falling on the spiritual field of over 1,000 mu.

  What tremendous control power, and spiritual energy is also so strong.

  As he got closer, he saw Iru's face clearly and was taken aback, stunned for several breaths.

  I didn't expect that guy to look so good in white clothes, but looking at the gorgeous clothes on his body and then at the simple clothes on my own body, I couldn't help but feel a pang of gloom.

  That elegant figure made her think of a very fitting poem: "A stranger on the road is like jade, a young master without equal in the world."