The blue-purple petals flutter in the wind, lingering and charming. In a trance, Lingxi saw the endless sea of Qilian flowers on Cangjia Mountain, which was also purple. The sea of flowers was so beautiful and clean, not stained with dust, but the petals of this blue jacaranda were shockingly purple, as if gathered together. The most brilliant color in the world.
"Does my brother like jacarandas very much?" Lingxi asked with a smile, and in a blink of an eye, she saw the person beside her lying on the trunk of a jacaranda tree, the red clothes shining brightly in the sun.
"I don't have a younger sister." Shangxian Donghua closed his eyes and smiled, not knowing whether he was enjoying the warm sunshine or the pleasant fragrance of flowers.
Lingxi lowered her head, looked at the jacaranda petals at her feet, and said nothing.
"Brother, you can save Senior Brother, right?" Lingxi raised her head again, with a smile on her face again.
Shangxian Donghua frowned, "If this immortal is not happy, he can be wiped out at any time."
Lingxi's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head again. After a while, she took two steps back, knelt down and saluted, trying to suppress her sobs and said, "The 390th generation disciple of Cangjia Mountain, Lingxi under Cangyu, has seen Donghua Shangxian."
Only then did Donghua Shangxian resume his smile, squinted at Lingxi and praised: "This is that interesting little girl."
Lingxi knelt on the ground and continued: "Lingxi caused a catastrophe when she was young, and the Shangxian must have heard about it. This time Lingxi can see the Shangxian, and I hope that the Shangxian will be kind and save the life of the elder brother."
After Lingxi finished speaking, she kowtowed heavily, but Donghua Shangxian said with a smile: "If I don't save this fairy, I won't be able to bear the word benevolence?"
Lingxi was anxious, and cried: "Brother..." Before she finished speaking, a touch of warmth touched her cheeks, and the tears on her face disappeared. Donghua Shangxian was in front of her, smiling like a peach blossom in spring, " I'm just joking with you."
"How old is this year?" Donghua Shangxian asked.
"sixteen."
"Well..." Shangxian Donghua said with a smile, "It's not too young, I don't like crying little girls."
Lingxi quickly wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and knelt quietly on the ground.
"You get up first."
Lingxi got up.
"You want to save Feng Su?" He asked.
Lingxi nodded, and looked up to see his soft smile, but it was as if separated by a thin layer of mist, unable to see clearly, only the coquettish red, which became the most dazzling embellishment in the blue sea of flowers.
"Do you want to meet him first?" He asked again, with a hint of charm in his voice.
Lingxi looked at him expectantly, "Can I?"
Donghua Shangxian smiled slightly, turned around and made a seal with one hand, and the silver mirror that was originally in his cuff flew into the air, spinning slowly.
Lingxi watched it slowly grow bigger in the air, and as the silver mirror turned faster and faster, she didn't dare to blink her eyes.
The silver mirror draws air into a whirlwind, and as it spins, the wind becomes stronger and stronger, blowing the petals of the jacarandas in the entire forest. The blue-purple petals hover around the silver mirror, as if to weave an airtight dress to wrap and swallow it.
Lingxi moved involuntarily, grabbing the jacaranda closest to her, for fear of being blown away by the strong wind.
The fragrance of the jacarandas in the forest is getting stronger and stronger, together with the fluttering petals, and the red dress of Donghua Shangxian.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no tendency to stop at all. Lingxi didn't care about looking at the silver mirror, and put all her strength into her hands. Seeing that she couldn't hold it, she shouted: "Brother!"
The wind didn't stop, and Donghua Shangxian didn't look back at her. Lingxi felt that her whole body had lost weight, letting the wind blow like fallen leaves, and the silver mirror seemed to be aiming at Lingxi. Wave after wave hit her.
Silver mirror, will you eat her
In a panic, Lingxi blurted out: "Nan Zhi!"
The scent of jacarandas in her nose was covered by the rich fragrance of roses, Lingxi's body finally gained strength, and she tightly locked her arms.
Even though he knew that he had been missing for a few days, at the critical juncture, when he was most helpless, the word "Nanzhi" still blurted out, and he really appeared.
Lingxi slowly turned her eyes, and saw that he was holding her in his arms, protecting her in the barrier. The strong wind outside still continued, but it didn't disturb her in any way.
"Look at the silver mirror." Nanzhi said suddenly.
Lingxi raised her eyes and found that Lingjing had become half the height of a person, and slowly stopped turning. When it was completely still, Lingxi looked carefully, and saw the thin and scattered fragments flying in the mirror, spinning like the petals around her, gradually spinning into one, pieced together to form a face of a person.
Lingxi's eyes were red, and she stared at the man without blinking.
He is still dressed in white, not stained with dust. His figure was as thin as a piece of paper, his black eyes were dim, and he looked at Lingxi blankly.
"Da... Da... Shi..." Lingxi was trembling all over, and she couldn't say a complete sentence with her trembling lips.
The people in the mirror gradually pieced together into a whole, and there seemed to be light beams in their eyes. Looking at Lingxi's lips curled up, he smiled and said, "Xi'er..."
With just these two words, the gust of wind stopped suddenly, the petals fluttered slowly, and the soul that had just been put together in the mirror shattered in an instant, and the silver mirror fell to the ground with a ping-pong sound, hitting Lingxi's heart with a ding-dong sound.
Before the tears accumulated in her eyes had time to slide down, before she had time to taste the emotions in her heart, before she had time to take a closer look at the senior brother's face, Lingxi seemed to have returned to that night three years ago.
The immortal-like person was shattered into pieces before her eyes, tearing her heart forcefully.
Lingxi froze, she didn't cry or shout, she just closed her eyes and leaned against Nanzhi's arms.
"The soul was already incomplete, and it was a good fortune not to be wiped out on the spot by Cang Yu after being seriously injured." Shangxian Donghua put away the silver mirror and said with a smile, "If you think that this immortal can give him back a whole body with just a single gesture of his hand?" His soul is too flattering to me."
Lingxi pressed her chest, breathed hard, forced back the tears that were about to fall, knelt up straight, and kowtowed: "Lingxi begs the immortal for guidance."
The Immortal Donghua stared at her, his eyes turned and fell on Nan Zhi, "You broke your promise."
Nanzhi remained expressionless and said nothing, but saw Lingxi was still lying on the ground, frowning and trying to pull her up.
"We have agreed that this immortal will help you cultivate your body, and you will obey this immortal's orders. This immortal did not ask you to show up." Shangxian Donghua raised his eyebrows.
Lingxi was startled, and only then did she realize that Nan Zhi, who had been by her side all the time, was no longer Nan Zhi who was invisible and intangible. He was human from the very beginning. She could hug him, and Leaning in his arms, you can hold his hand.
"Really? I don't remember." Nan Zhi remained expressionless.
"You want to go back on your word?" Donghua Shangxian smiled inexplicably, "Aren't you afraid that this immortal will take that body back?"
"Come and get it if you have the ability!" Nan Zhi pulled Ling Xi up forcefully, protecting her behind her, lingering in hostility.
"Haha..." Shangxian Donghua burst out laughing suddenly, "Okay! If you don't keep your word and keep your word, I like it so much!"
Lingxi was still worried that Nan Zhizhen would fight with him, but now she was confused, so she had to admit that Donghua Shangxian is really... different from ordinary people...
"If you want to save Fengsu, you must get the soul-locking water from the underworld, the soul-suppressing pearl of the East China Sea, and use Cangjia's most spiritual thing as a guide, and then I will cast the spell." Donghua Shangxian said with a low smile, "Since you want to save Cangjia Brother Jiashan’s treasure, you don’t need to worry about the most spiritual things in Cangjiashan. It’s just that the soul-locking water and soul-suppressing beads are very accessible to everyone, so you need to go to the underworld and the East China Sea yourself.”
Seeing that he really didn't intend to pursue it with Nanzhi, Lingxi asked boldly: "Lingxi's mana is still weak, and the underworld... I'm afraid..."
Among the six realms, the God Realm is the most powerful, and the gods can travel through all realms. The Human Realm is the weakest and is constantly disturbed by all realms. Other demons, demons, immortals, and ghosts never interfere with each other. The soul-locking water is not an ordinary thing when you hear it, and it can be obtained by one person... Lingxi knows it without thinking, with her ability, she might be surrounded by little ghosts just after stepping into the underworld with a toe.
"Underworld?" Shangxian Donghua raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What you should be worried about is not the underworld, but..." He glanced at Nanzhi, and then smiled even more happily, "Since you dare not go, let Feng Suan live in peace." It's in the mirror."
"I'll go!" Lingxi said hurriedly.
"Don't talk so fast, I don't have a heart of mercy, even if you get those three things, I may not be willing to cast spells."
"Lingxi made a slip of the tongue before, please don't blame the immortal, let Lingxi be perfect." Lingxi knelt down again.
"What a well-behaved girl..." Shangxian Donghua smiled again, "But you promise me one thing first."
Lingxi stared blankly at Shangxian Donghua who was smiling impeccably, hesitated a little, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Are you going to be like him..." Shangxian Donghua looked at Nan Zhi, "Back to what you said?"
"Lingxi... dare not."
"That's right." Shangxian Donghua raised his eyebrows.
But for a long time, he didn't speak again. Lingxi kowtowed again, "I beg God to help you!"
After another long while, Donghua Shangxian said slowly, "I'm going to the underworld after all..."
He looked up at the large and small circles of light floating above the jacaranda, "I have lived for thousands of years, and I am very boring. My only hobby is to collect people's memories to pass the time. You can help me in the How about fishing someone's memory from the Wangchuan River?"
Lingxi breathed out slightly, it was not difficult, scooped up a spoonful of Wangchuan water, and the memories of ten people were all there.
"Her name is Jianying." Shangxian Donghua looked at Lingxi, restrained his smile, and said with black eyes as deep as a cold pool, "The master of memory is called Jianying."