Ling Zhen slept for a long, long sleep.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a plain white color.
The hook of the bed curtain is very fine, with a little tassel hanging down, fluttering gently.
Ling Zhen stared at it for a long time with his eyes open, then turned over and rubbed against the bed.
… Oh, she is in Asgard.
Last night, the quilt was probably too thick, she was sweating a little, and she couldn't sleep well.
Ling Zhen closed his eyes, trying to recall the heavy dream last night. But no matter how hard she tried, there were only some vague memories left, and she couldn't remember them.
There are still some dark colors of anxiety and fear wandering in the subconscious mind, and it is not a dream after all.
There were soft footsteps outside the palace, and then the childish voice of the little fairy boy: "Fairy, Master Lingxu told you to come over."
Ling Zhen was very afraid of the master, and when he heard his name, he didn't dare to stay in bed.
She reluctantly got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked over the threshold, and looked at the Yunyu cliff outside the palace. Outside the cliff is a vast expanse of whiteness, only the ancient clouds and wind.
so white.
so quiet.
Well... boring.
Ling Zhen suddenly felt that this day was extremely boring.
But it was also the same in the past, waking up every day, meditating, practicing, occasionally going to dance on the hills where no one is there, and singing with the breeze. Then go to sleep, wake up again, and repeat.
Time is boundless and becomes meaningless.
Ever since she was born with divine consciousness, such an ordinary life has lasted for an unknown amount of time, and Ling Zhen has gotten used to it.
But for some reason, after waking up from this awakening, she suddenly felt that this kind of life was so boring that it made people collapse.
She seemed to have seen better days than this.
Where did you experience it
In a dream...
Ling Zhen sat blankly for a while, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.
She put on the dress slowly, and looked down at her sleeves, which were wide and wide, which was troublesome. She flicked her sleeves lightly, put on the brocade sandals with cloud patterns, and walked out of her little fairy palace.
Facing the wind, he headed westward to the Immortal Palace of Daoist Lingxu.
On the way, she ran into the fairy beast raised by her master. Ling Zhen usually likes it very much, and always grabs its snow-white and soft fur and rolls around on its soft and warm body.
But now, Ling Zhen inexplicably lost interest in it.
There is an empty place in my heart, as if I lost something... very important, very important.
Passing through the clouds and smoke, Ling Zhen fell to the ground from mid-air, and met his senior brothers and sisters outside Daoist Lingxu's fairy palace. Even though they are people who get along day and night, there is also an inexplicable feeling that they have not seen each other for a long time.
The senior sister came over and patted her head: "Be good when you see the master."
Ling Zhen nodded. She has always been very good.
The senior brother also looked at her: "After playing for so long, should you calm down?"
Ling Zhen nodded as usual.
But she was very strange in her heart. Although she was not usually diligent, she did not miss a day of her homework, and she still did everything that should be done. Why did the senior brother say that she seemed to have been neglected for a long time
Ling Zhen's doubts grew deeper and deeper.
She had a feeling that they were all tacit about something, but she couldn't think of it anyway.
It's a bad feeling.
After entering the master's palace, everything was as usual. Daoist Lingxu sits high on the lotus platform, with far-sighted eyes, preaching and admonishing his disciples. The brothers and sisters around are also focused as usual, meditating with their hearts, and concentrating on cultivation.
But Ling really didn't know what was wrong, and couldn't calm down no matter what.
She tried to probe the forgotten part of her mind several times, but the divine consciousness that was probed out was bounced back every time, as if it was sealed with a restriction that she could not undo.
Time and time again, an inexplicable anxiety arose in her heart.
I don't know why, but it's very urgent, as if someone is waiting for her subconsciously.
Daoist Lingxu's web of spiritual consciousness is so wide that it has no boundaries. His unfathomable eyes swept over and landed on the top of the little fairy: "Ling Zhen—"
Ling Zhen was alert and subconsciously sat up straight.
The master is very strict, Ling Zhen has been punished a lot since he was a child, and he is instinctively afraid of him.
But even though he appeared to be focused on the surface, Ling Zhen was still flustered. Her forehead was inexplicably sweaty, her heart was beating fast, and she was so anxious that she even felt like vomiting.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the palace: "Master, I brought you the Dharma bell of Master Yuanxu."
Everyone followed the sound and looked outside the door, only to see a handsome man in white, tall and tall, holding a golden Dharma bell.
"Realist Yuanxu's first apprentice?..."
"It's called Zichu? It's really extraordinary to see you today..."
The brothers and sisters around were all praising him in a low voice, but Ling Zhen was the only one who stared blankly at that person, his whole body stiffened.
It was an unfamiliar face.
This person is strange, and the voice is also strange.
But from the moment Ling Zhen saw him, his heart finally seemed to be broken into cracks, and a strong sadness suddenly surged from the cracks.
Not because the stranger in front of me is sad, but because he evokes a certain memory that has been sealed. The brain still couldn't break the restriction, but strong reluctance and reluctance poured out like a tide.
Ling Zhen stood up abruptly.
"Junior Sister, what are you doing!—"
The fairy holding the bell looked at her naturally, his expression was not surprised, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his quiet eyes.
Ling Zhen came out in a few steps and walked towards the man.
Lingxu suddenly said, "Stop!"
The sound was as thick as a bell, and the coercion of the ancient power came to her, and Ling Zhen instantly felt like a heavy weight on his shoulders!
She was just a weak little fairy, and immediately her figure flickered and she almost fell to her knees.
Everyone around was swept away, and they were all shocked.
"Junior Sister, stop making trouble!"
Although Fairy Ling Zhen is usually eccentric, she has a soft temper and has always been the most obedient and well-behaved.
But Ling Zhen stabilized his figure, but did not stop, but walked out slowly and firmly step by step. She passed the fairy king holding a golden bell, walked to the seat of Daoist Lingxu, and knelt down meticulously on the ground.
Surrounded by green smoke on the lotus platform, Daoist Lingxu has an unpredictable expression. He is a god above the nine heavens, and his mind is unpredictable. The high hall was completely silent, and no one dared to make a sound.
Ling Zhen knelt down, even his fingers were trembling.
The master could crush her to death with one finger, and Ling Zhen has never disobeyed him once in his life.
But this time, it's different.
Ling Zhen lowered his head, trembling, and said each word clearly: "Master, please return it to me."
The tip of her nose was sour, and she had an inexplicable urge to cry, saying this sentence seemed to take a lifetime of courage.
... Give her back the forbidden part of the memory, is that okay
There was an uproar in the hall.
They never thought that the most beautiful and well-behaved little fairy would dare to openly defy the master!
"What courage!"
As soon as the words fell, the pressure of Daoist Lingxu fell heavily again. This time it was even more menacing than last time, it was as if ten thousand mountains descended from the nine heavens in an instant, carrying purple lightning and thunder, all falling on those thin shoulders!
Ling Zhen's throat was sweet for an instant, and then a rusty taste spread from his mouth.
"Do you know your mistake?"
Ling Zhen could hardly breathe, his eyes were blurred, his body was pressed by a thousand weights, and even his consciousness was almost crushed—
But in her hazy consciousness, an extremely small picture suddenly flashed.
Someone is holding her.
Smiling lightly, he kissed her ear.
Fairy Ling Zhen clenched her fists, courage suddenly grew in her heart, swallowed the fishy sweetness in her throat, and spoke word by word.
"Disciple, I don't know what's wrong."
Behind her, Wen Zichu, who was holding the bell in his hand, stared blankly and his heart tightened.
If he guessed right, Master Lingxu should have followed his path to find Ling Zhen in the world of the book and forcibly recalled her.
Wen Zichu knew that Ling Zhen didn't want to come back, but he didn't expect that she would be able to bear all this in order to go back.
Is that good in that spiritually barren, mortal world...
After Ling Zhen said this, Master Lingxu's expression changed several times, and finally he snorted heavily and waved his hand: "You stupid fool!"
The Qianjun pressure was suddenly withdrawn, Ling Zhen fell on the ground and coughed violently.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in their hearts that she would stop contradicting the master!
The little fairy knelt alone in the hall, coughing like she was about to cry blood.
After a long time, she raised her hand and wiped the corner of her lips, her voice was trembling but firm: "Master, can you unblock this disciple?"
"...!!!"
Master Lingxu's eyes fell.
The blue smoke on the lotus platform dissipated, and the expression of the white-browed old man showed a trace of complexity.
After a while, he waved his sleeves: "Then it depends on your luck—"
With a breeze in his sleeve, Fairy Ling Zhen disappeared in place.
At this moment, Wen Zichu came up holding the Fabell and handed it over with both hands.
Lingxu snorted coldly: "This disciple of mine has so much face, even Yuanxu's first disciple lied for her."
Wen Zichu knew that this meant that he lied that he had not met Ling Zhen, so he bowed slightly to express his apology.
After Master Lingxu received the bell, Wen Zichu suddenly said: "But... Master finally agreed to her, didn't he?"
If Daoist Lingxu is really angry, how can Ling Zhen walk out of this palace gate properly
Lingxu still snorted coldly: "This seat has not been unsealed, I just gave her a chance."
"If she can remember it, she will naturally have a place to go. If she can't remember it, she can stay here and practice."
…
The master's sleeve directly swept Ling Zhen back to his fairy palace.
She stumbled to a stop in front of the palace gate, leaned on the door rail, coughed, and walked into the palace.
Master's last sentence told her that it depends on her good fortune. But she was at a loss and couldn't figure out what it meant.
The pain of being almost crushed in his consciousness still remained in his body, Ling Zhenxin was filled with panic, and searched around in the fairy palace in a panic.
But she didn't even know what she was looking for.
Ling Zhen traveled to every corner of the entire Immortal Palace, and even turned over every stone on the top of Yunyu Mountain, but in the end he found nothing.
Sure enough, good fortune has never been illusory.
She dragged her body, the hopes in her heart dimmed little by little, and finally she hung her head, walked slowly back to her bedroom, and sat down at the table.
The tip of the nose was sore.
She has a peaceful temperament and never asks for anything.
How could she take away her most important things so casually.
Ling Zhen rubbed his eyes, but the more they rubbed, the redder they became.
On the table in front of her are a few books she used to pass the time, but now she has lost any interest.
A book was opened, Ling Zhen closed it casually with red eyes, and threw it aside.
But the moment she closed it, her gaze suddenly stopped and landed on the title of the book.
- "The Road to Enthusiasm".
There was a sudden "click" as if something had split in my mind.
The author has something to say: Collect all the brain holes! !
Brother Xi is already miserable, let the little fairy work hard this time QAQ
I have an exam tomorrow, try to drop another chapter QAQ