Lingxi glanced across the eleven women in white clothes in front of her without any trace, all of them were elegant, refined, and imposing. Looking at the clouds on the bottom of their feet, she was slightly speechless.
Donghua Mountain deserves to be the head of the fairy world, such a female fairy who has cultivated a fairy body at a young age and can easily fall into the clouds, I am afraid that there is only Senior Sister Qinglian in Cangjia, but in Donghua, such a cultivation level, would be regarded as Sent to pick her up like a maid, and even bowed her knees to salute her
Lingxi suddenly felt her legs go weak. She couldn't bear such a gift...
"Girl, please." The leading woman spoke again.
Lingxi hurriedly climbed up to the cloud in front of her, worrying that she didn't know how to control it, the cloud had already risen by itself, and the ten maids were already behind her in just a moment.
The last time she stepped on Yun Duo was at the sword trial meeting. At that time, she didn't know how to control a sword, and the elder brother used Yun Duo to send her to the sword trial stage. Time has passed, and now the clouds are falling again, and the elder brother... is no longer there.
Lingxi's nose was slightly sour, and she took a deep breath to suppress her emotions. Before today, her concept of Donghua Mountain was still Cang Yu's saying that there might be someone here who could save Eldest Brother, but just now, the word "possible" had been completely erased from her mind.
The Donghua Shangxian of Donghua Mountain, she had only seen it in books before, and heard about it from Senior Brother Qingkui. She only knew that Donghua Mountain was the head of the fairy world, and he was the head of Donghua Mountain, the leader of the entire fairy world. The oldest Shangxian.
Lingxi didn't study how old he was, but only vaguely remembered that it had been at least five thousand years since he became famous in the fairy world.
Three-thousand-year-old immortals are rare in the fairy world. Many immortals can't stand it when they are more than two thousand years old. Young immortals are unwilling in their hearts, and would rather be robbed and wiped out than wait in the immortal world. Therefore, the five thousand-year-old Donghua Shangxian is indeed the elder of the elders in the immortal world.
In the past, Lingxi had no idea how many years she had cultivated and how deep her cultivation was. She was just curious when she saw the "five thousand years" of Donghua Shangxian. Isn't it boring to live for five thousand years
Only now did she realize that one more year of cultivation meant that the possibility of rescuing the elder brother was increased by one point, and the accumulation of points one by one might not be possible, but inevitable.
Thinking about it this way, Lingxi couldn't wait to see Shangxian Donghua, and secretly regretted keeping the silver mirror of the soul of the senior brother on the body of Senior Sister Qinglian...
The speed of descending clouds was much faster than Yu Jian's. Lingxi was always thinking about her own affairs, and didn't pay attention to the scenery around her. She didn't come back to herself until a soft female voice called her.
"Girl, this way please."
Lingxi looked up and saw where she was, and she froze in place.
As far as the eye can see, it is a coquettish blue, not like the sky blue, not like the sea blue, the blue is so refreshing, as if it is about to ooze blood.
If the sea of lavender Qilian flowers on Tianmai Peak in Cangjia Mountain is amazing, this endless blue sea of trees makes Lingxi almost forget to breathe for a while, and just stares blankly at the trees like It is the blue color of the leaves and petals, and the silver halos on the treetops, big and small, as if the water is floating on the sea, moving up and down.
Lingxi has never seen a tree that can be so beautiful, let alone those circles of light that seem to have life.
"That's..." Lingxi wanted to ask but stopped, wondering if it was because she was shocked by the scenery in front of her, her head seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Jacaranda." The leading woman in white replied.
Jacaranda, Lingxi searched in her mind. In the books in the senior brother's study, she seems to have seen this kind of tree before. The leaves are opposite, the flowers are bell-shaped, blue-purple, and bloom from late spring to early autumn. , the flowers bloom and the leaves fall.
She never thought that a blooming jacaranda would be so beautiful... But what are those floating circles of light
"Shangxian has a hobby of collecting memories. The ones floating on the trees are all the memories that Shangxian has collected around these years." Lingxi didn't take the initiative to ask, but the woman solved her doubts for her.
It's just that the more you know, the more curious you become. Lingxi's attention immediately shifted from the too beautiful tree to Donghua Shangxian. What is he collecting memories for? Moreover, how to collect memory
Although curious, Lingxi was embarrassed to ask, and quietly glanced at the ten women who had been following her, and immediately continued to move forward.
After going up the mountain, Lingxi stopped stepping on the clouds, and naturally slowed down, and it took half an hour to reach the end of the sea of jacaranda trees.
"This is specially prepared for girls, girls can rest here."
The leading woman moved away, and Lingxi saw a small and unique attic, she didn't bother to look carefully, and hurriedly asked: "Didn't you bring me to see Donghua Shangxian?"
The woman smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling, "Shangxian hasn't left the customs yet, so I won't see the girl for the time being. But before the Shangxian calculated the time when the girl will arrive at Donghua Mountain, he ordered Hongluan to pick her up the mountain in person. Today Hong Luan is one step late, please don't blame the girl."
"No." Lingxi shook her head again and again.
"Before Shangxian leaves the customs, they are responsible for taking care of the girl's daily life. If the girl needs anything, just tell them." Hongluan turned slightly sideways, and said after sweeping the ten white-clothed women behind Lingxi.
The cold sweat on Lingxi's forehead was about to break out, what could she do, how could she dare to let these fairies who had practiced for at least eight or nine hundred years serve as her maids
"The honored guest of Shangxian is the honored guest of Hongluan's Ten Stars, so you don't have to be so uneasy." Hongluan seemed to be able to see what Lingxi was thinking, and comforted her.
Lingxi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only say: "I... I'm used to being more comfortable by myself, I wonder if... can I just be here alone?"
"Not allowed, I will definitely not wander around." Lingxi emphasized again.
Hongluan smiled and said: "Hongluan doesn't want to monitor the girl, this Donghua Mountain, the girl can go wherever she wants, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for the girl to be alone... But since the girl doesn't like it, Hongluan won't keep them. "
Lingxi blushed a little. In fact, she really didn't think of "surveillance" or anything. She was just a refined and agile female fairy. In Lingxi's concept, she was Senior Sister Qinglian. She wanted ten senior sisters Qinglian to circle around her... Lingxi felt , if she was to take care of their daily life, she would be more used to it.
It was already sunset when Lingxi arrived at the first line of Donghua Mountain, and not long after Hongluan left, it was already dark. At night, the peculiar fragrance of the jacaranda is very pleasant. Lingxi lay on the window lattice and watched the bright moon and stars for a long time. The "memory" on the jacaranda shone slightly at night, which reminded her suddenly that the When I was in the world, I seemed to have seen children blowing bubbles, and those bubbles were very similar to these "memories".
"Nan Zhi..." Lingxi lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning for a long time, and called out Nan Zhi.
Nanzhi's breath was covered by the scent of jacarandas, and he was dressed in black in the night, and it took Lingxi a long time to get used to him before seeing him clearly. He was leaning against the window, and seemed to be looking at the jacaranda outside the window.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Lingxi asked him with a smile.
"You like it?" Nanzhi turned his head expressionlessly and asked her back.
The "Yes" that Lingxi blurted out was swallowed by her with difficulty. She still remembered that she was ecstatic when the Qi Lianhua was planted in Xuxuya in the first year. Take it off and spread it all over the hut.
"Do you still remember the record about the jacaranda?" Lingxi changed the subject, "I only remember the general description. It seems to be mentioned in the book that each flower represents a language in the human world. For the language of flowers, what are the jacarandas?"
Nan Zhi looked out of the window again, his side face under the moonlight was clean and solemn, "Waiting for love in despair."
Lingxi looked at his black hair lifted by the breeze, blinked and said: "Then what is love?"
"I don't know." Nanzhi replied honestly, looking at Lingxi again.
Usually, the things that Nanzhi doesn't know are extremely simple and common sense that normal people would know, so just ask Lingxi for the answer.
Seeing his expression waiting for an answer, Lingxi blinked innocently, "I don't know either."
Lingxi was curled up on the bed and looked at Nan Zhi sideways. After watching for a long time, she thought that she was alone these days anyway, Nan Zhi could come out at any time, and he would look good again tomorrow, so she lay up straight and muttered He muttered, "Nanzhi, I'm sleepy."
Like countless times before, the candles in the room were extinguished, and with the warm fur and generous chest around her, Lingxi smiled "hehe" and hugged her big black bear contentedly.
That night, Lingxi had a dream.
In the dream, she was still a child with wrinkled face, dark and thin, squatting in the corner alone watching the happy children blowing bubbles on the street. She didn't know what they were holding in their hands, and why they could turn into colorful bubbles of various sizes under the sun, but she just thought it was pretty and wanted to reach out and touch it. But as soon as she stood up, the group of children ran away smiling, "Don't play with idiots, don't play with idiots, you are the ugliest and stupidest person in the village!"
At that time, she would not be sad or sad, she would look at the group of children who laughed at her in confusion, and she would miss someone a little bit.
It happened that the man came from not far away, holding two steaming steamed buns in his hand, and looked at her with a smile.
"Brother, they said I'm ugly and stupid." Lingxi said while holding his hand and tilting her head.
Brother stuffed a big steamed bun into her mouth, hugged her with a smile, "Are you upset?"
Lingxi gnawed on the steamed bun happily and shook her head, "My brother is here, I will always be so happy."
"Brother isn't there?" He asked with a smile.
"Is my brother not here?" She frowned.
"Of course... no!" He pinched her nose.
When the dream changed, Lingxi grew taller, her brother didn't change much, he was still holding her little hand, their backs were elongated by the setting sun.
"Brother, where are we going?"
"Go wherever you want."
"But they will call me a monster."
"Are you?"
"no."
"Then what are you worried about?"
After a short silence, Lingxi raised her little head slightly, and asked again: "Brother, you will always be with me, right?"
"wrong!"
"Ah... Then, where are you going?"
"You want to grow up and get married. When you're old enough, of course I'm going to get rid of you, you fool!"
"What is a tow bottle?"
"You are the oil bottle!"
"What is growing up?"
"Taller...older..."
"What is marriage?"
"..."
"What is Jiji?"
"..."
"What is... Hahaha, brother, don't scratch me, hahahaha..."
The sun set in the west, and as the red clouds faded, the laughter of the two was drowned out by the night, the bright moon rising in the east was covered by dark clouds, and the sharp wind whizzed and blew up dust and sand all over the place. Xi fell to the ground in embarrassment, bleeding from her wrist, but she didn't realize it, her hands firmly grasped her brother's cold hand, her bright eyes were filled with fear.
The dark clouds in the night sky morphed into various shapes, laughing ferociously against their heads that looked like humans but not humans, beasts but not beasts.
"Eat her!"
All the voices were repeating a sentence, to eat her, to swallow her spiritual power.
"No, it's the man next to her!"
"It's him, the one who tried to attack us three days ago!"
"Tianling! The body is dead and the spiritual power has not dissipated. Eat him!"
"Eat him eat he eat him..."
Black shadows and terrifying monsters scrambled towards Lingxi's elder brother!
The picture suddenly went blank, and all the sounds disappeared. Lingxi opened her eyes suddenly, and just in time saw the dark Nan Zhi, who curled up in his arms and hugged him tightly.
The moonlight is just right, and the stars are shining brightly.
Only then did Lingxi realize that it was just a dream, and she sat up in a daze, and Nanzhi then changed back to her body, staring at her all the time.
"Not afraid." It took him a while to say these two words.
Lingxi's eyes did not know when tears had accumulated, and the corners of her eyes were full of tears. As soon as Nanzhi spoke, her tears kept falling like a burst embankment.
Nanzhi raised his hand, wanting to wipe away her tears, but there was no body, the hand passed through Lingxi's cheek, nothing was erased, his lips moved, as if he had cast a spell, and then went to Wiping Lingxi's tears was still empty.
Nan Zhi frowned, extremely displeased.
"The physical body is dead..." Lingxi murmured, gradually recovering.
Too many past events, what happened in those ten years when she was confused, have come to mind more and more clearly recently, her brother's glances, smiles, words and actions seem to be stripped of the dust of time, floating little by little. Out of the water of memory.
But tonight's dream made Lingxi feel like she was in an ice cellar.
Those monsters who had been forgotten by her were laughing wildly, but they were laughing at her brother... that his body is dead
Brother... how did he die
"Tian Ling!" Lingxi anxiously wanted to grab Nan Zhi's hand, but she missed it again. She was used to this, but Nan Zhi frowned even more tightly.
"Nanzhi, Tianling... what is Tianling?" The monster also said that her brother is Tianling, she remembered that she had seen it in the book, but she couldn't remember the record about Tianling, "Nanzhi, do you remember it? What is Tianling?"
"Who is Tianling?" Nan Zhi asked.
"Tell me what Tianling is first!" Lingxi said anxiously.
Nan Zhi was expressionless again, silent.
Lingxi didn't know what was wrong with him, and she wasn't in the mood to quarrel with him, so she took out Gong Ling, opened the bag on Gong Ling, and poured out all the contents.
The kit is like a storage bag, which can shrink everything into it. Lingxi thinks it is precious, and almost all the things that are needed on the road are stored in it. She remembers that she brought a few books with her before she went down the mountain. At this moment, she no longer had the patience to flip through the books one by one, so she just poured out everything, and started to flip through the books when she saw them.
Tianling Tianling, if brother is Tianling, what is Tianling
"Everything has a spirit. Cultivating immortals can avoid the suffering of reincarnation and ascend to God. In the six realms, no matter whether human spirits or demon spirits, they are all spirits of the earth. God is the master of all things. He is immortal. The spirit of gods in the heavens, Being with the gods, neither birth nor death, is the spirit of heaven."
Nanzhi said the record about Tianling without emotion, and Lingxi finally got a little calm, causing another storm in his head.
The physical body is dead, but the spiritual power has not dissipated.
Immortality is immortality, it is for the spirit of heaven.
These two sentences kept circling in her mind. The elder brother who had been by her side for ten years seemed...not as simple as an ordinary person
"Nanzhi, brother may..." Lingxi raised her head, the room was empty except for her own shadow, and her words came to an abrupt end.
Nan Zhi disappeared, and she even brought the picture lantern he made for her before going down the mountain.