The world calls the six realms, which are the realm of gods, immortals, humans, demons, demons, and the underworld. However, since the chaos of the God Realm tens of thousands of years ago, the entrance to the God Realm disappeared, and no miracles can be found in the Six Realms. The other five realms have tacitly accepted the demise of the God Race, and the Six Realms only have their names.
The Lingshu herb was born and grown in the God Realm. Thousands of years ago, the flower god sprinkled a handful of Lingshu grass seeds before the entrance of the God Realm disappeared. It happened to fall on Cangjia Mountain, so that the Lingshu grass never disappeared. .
It is recorded in the book that ten years before the Great Chaos in the God Realm, every year after the Lingshu grass bloomed snow-white lotus, it would be turned into ashes the next day. At that time, no one cared about it, and the Heavenly Emperor accused the flower god of carelessness, which caused the snow lotus to wither repeatedly.
On the eve of the disaster of the gods, the spirit grass in the entire heaven bloomed overnight, and then flew to ashes in an instant when the sun rose in the east. It is rumored that the blood of the protoss stained the snow lotus that turned into ashes, and fell in the six realms for three days and three nights.
Since then, whenever Snow Lotus Flying in Discoloration is mentioned, people always turn pale.
Therefore, facing the ten thousand snow lotuses that had turned into ashes at this time, even Cang Yu showed a look of horror.
Lingxi knew nothing about the history of the Six Realms, and the snow lotus was turned into ashes. She just felt that it was a pity to lose such a beautiful flower, and the joy of victory still lingered in her heart. Seeing that Cang Yu didn't answer her, she wanted to step on the clouds and go down to find Feng Su, but just in time to see his figure approaching slowly from far to near.
"Come with me!" Cang Yu's voice sank to the extreme, and she flung her sleeves and left.
Before Lingxi had time to speak to Feng Su, he saw him glance at her, and followed Cang Yu to leave.
"The disciples of each sect will return to their territories, and the sword test will be resumed at another time."
Cang Yu lingkong left such a sentence, Lingxi stood there ignorantly, and could only watch the other disciples leave quietly and orderly.
***
On Plastic Cloud Peak, the dark gray Taoist robe was blown up by the mountain wind, the clear bell on the Qingxu staff jingled, and Cang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking ahead from a distance, overlooking the world.
Feng Su's fluttering white clothes seemed to merge with the clouds in the sky, standing not far from Cang Yu, silent.
Cang Yu wanted to wait for him to explain, but as an apprentice, he was never in his control. Ever since he accepted him as a disciple, he never called him "Master" seriously, unless he was concerned about the face of "Sect Leader" in front of all disciples, he only occasionally called him a few times.
"What have you been doing for the past three years?" Cang Yu has a relatively indifferent temper and rarely gets angry, but after calming down his emotions for so long, he was still very angry when he asked this sentence.
Feng Su didn't change his expression, "Do what I like to do."
"You... that girl..." Hearing her say that, Cang Yu was stopped by him, and then said after a pause, "How much cultivation did you spend for that girl?"
Feng Su closed her eyes, "This is my own business."
When Cang Yu heard this, he was so angry that he threw Qingxu's stick violently, and Su Yunfeng seemed to tremble, "When that girl just went up the mountain, she lacked one of her three souls, four of her seven souls, and her sanity has not yet opened! We saw you today, It is clear that there are three souls and seven souls. If you hadn't used blood as a guide to consume your own cultivation and gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to melt into one to replenish her soul, she might be as lively as she is today? How could you have produced thousands of flowers? The spiritual power of Snow Lotus!"
Feng Su was silent. Cang Yu turned pale with anger, "Even if you exhausted your cultivation to make her look like an ordinary person, so what? With the spirit as the soul, one day someone will spy on her, take away her virtual soul, and take away her soul." With her aura, she turns back into a dazed lost soul!"
"That's something I should worry about." Feng Su turned around and was about to leave.
"Since she let the snow lotus fly to ashes, Cangjia Mountain will not tolerate her!"
Feng Su stopped, "She also asked Xuelian to produce ten thousand flowers."
"That's your spiritual power!"
"You know it's not." Feng Su chuckled, "Don't forget that I also touched Lingshu grass back then."
"You're still blaming me..."
"No wonder." Feng Su answered quickly.
"Then your partiality to her is just because she, like you, is..."
Cang Yu was hesitant about how to proceed, but Feng Su turned her head, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and said bluntly: "A freak who has only this life, no past life and no future life?"
Cang Yu's heart trembled, a thousand years had passed, no matter how calm Feng Su appeared on the surface, he still cared.
People have three lives, the cause of the previous life, the fruit of the present life, the sins of the present life, and the compensation in the next life. When he saw Feng Su in front of the Tingyun Hall, who was only twenty years old and had reached the top of Cangjia Mountain, he was amazed at his extraordinary talent, and even more amazed at his destiny of only one life.
The past life was blank, and the next life was endless. Other sects of cultivating immortals regarded him as a freak in the world of cultivating immortals, and hunted him down for nearly ten years, all the way to the border of the East China Sea.
He asked him to take him as an apprentice.
At that time, Cang Yu had just been the head of Shang Cangjia for a hundred years, and he had been trying hard to reach the gate of heaven for a hundred years to no avail. Seeing the talented Feng Su appear on Cangjia Mountain, it was only a chance given to him by God, and there was no need He stayed without hesitation and became the first closed disciple under the head of the sect.
It has been more than a thousand years, and with Fengsu's reputation in the fairy world today, Cang Yu thought that he didn't mind the past of being hunted down and spurned by the fairy world. Therefore, when Lingxi appeared in the Tingyun Hall, he saw at a glance that she, like Feng Su, had only one life, and thought that his insistence on keeping her was just a temporary sympathy... I don't want him, an apprentice, to be so paranoid, wholeheartedly willing to harm himself. To keep Lingxi.
Cang Yu didn't answer, Feng Su held back his chuckle, "It must be Lingxi who makes Lingshu grass bloom thousands of snow lotuses, but it may not be Lingxi who makes snow lotuses fly away. I think you know how to choose."
Feng Su didn't turn his head back, and quickly disappeared in Suyun Peak.
Cang Yu looked at his back and didn't recover for a long time.
Wanduo snow lotus, the last time Wanduo snow lotus was probably more than ten thousand years ago...
That year, Cangjia Mountain produced the youngest immortal, and also the first immortal on Cangjia Mountain to open the entrance to the God Realm and ascend to become a god. It's a pity that in only a hundred years, the God Clan suffered a catastrophe, and the entrance to the God Realm disappeared.
Although it was rumored in the fifth session that the gods were extinct, how could they be exterminated so easily since they are gods, neither live nor die, never age or die
Ever since Master handed Cangjia Mountain to him, his task was to reopen the entrance to the God Realm and find the gate to heaven.
For so many years, the most qualified Feng Su couldn't bloom ten thousand snow lotuses, and that little girl managed to do it, but why did the snow lotus flowers, which are obviously pure and white, turn to ashes in an instant
Cang Yu frowned deeply, and looked up at the long blue sky and white clouds, only to see that the setting sun was gradually sinking, and the rays of light were thousands of miles away. Inadvertently, a mass of black clouds blocked half of the setting sun's face, and the rays of light suddenly dimmed a lot. In the blink of an eye, the setting sun had disappeared No, the black miasma swept over with the force of swallowing mountains and rivers!
***
Lingxi was waiting for Feng Su to take her back at Dimai Peak, until the sunset on the west mountain, Feng Su was not seen, but Qing Kui was waiting for her.
Qing Kui already knew what happened at the sword test meeting, so he looked around as soon as he arrived, and asked with a playful smile, "Where's Xiao Hei?"
Qing Kui always called that branch of black rose Xiao Hei, and after Ling Xi turned it into a little turtle, his name didn't change.
Lingxi turned around sleepily, not wanting to talk to him.
"Where is Little Hei, where is Little Hei?" Qing Kui didn't care about the snow lotus that had turned to ashes on the sword-testing platform, and kept asking about the whereabouts of Little Hei Turtle.
Before the second round of competition, Lingxi gave the little turtle to Fengsu. Afterwards, she waited for him at the seat where Feng Su was originally sitting. Seeing the little turtle lying motionless by the wine glass, as if drunk, she picked it up and put it in her cuff.
Seeing that Qing Kui was so anxious to find it now, he didn't want to take it out.
"Chou, you didn't lose the little tortoise, did you?" Qing Kui said nervously, "Oh, it must be! It's spirituality is good, and I have given it so many years of skill, maybe it will see my own. The spirit master is a silly girl, run away!"
"What did you say?" Lingxi frowned.
"I asked you where Xiao Hei went..." In the past two years, Lingxi concealed it intentionally or unintentionally. Qing Kui always felt that she was still the confused and silly girl back then. It took a long time to respond to a question, and only occasionally Clever then a handful or two...
"I'll say the next thing."
Seeing Lingxi pouted dissatisfiedly, Qing Kui quickly laughed and said, "Hey, I didn't say you were stupid, don't cry, don't cry..."
"You said you gave the little black turtle many years of skill?" Lingxi was puzzled.
"Of course!" Qing Kui slapped the table with one hand, "If you didn't lose to me, senior brother, would you have won the first round! Just telling it the rules of Cangjia Mountain won't help you win the third round of the martial arts test. Just borrow it for two hundred years of cultivation! Who would have thought it would run away!"
The third round was originally a martial arts test, and Lingxi couldn't win no matter what... Although she felt a little strange that Qingkui put the little black turtle on her without telling her, but think about it, this is also hoping that she can win and stay. In Cangjia Mountain…
"Hey, the little black turtle is very good, it didn't run away." Lingxi took out the little black turtle from her cuff.
Qing Kui's eyes lit up in an instant, and he picked it up, "Hahaha, since the third round of martial arts test has been postponed, you should quickly return the two hundred years of cultivation to me! It's not good to be on your body for a long time... "
As he spoke, he cast a spell, and the little black turtle was shrouded in a blue halo.
Lingxi watched curiously, only to see cold sweat slowly breaking out on Qing Kui's face, opened his eyes, let out a "bah", and then pinched a curse, repeated this no less than three times, and finally heard Qing Kui growl , "Ahhh!"
"Second senior brother..." Lingxi was taken aback, "What's wrong?"
"Ahhh!" Qing Kui threw the little black turtle on the ground, pointed at it with a wine pot, "Little Pogui! Give me back my cultivation!"
The little black turtle lay motionless on the ground.
"Don't pretend to be dead for me! If you don't move, I will kill you!" Qing Kui was already frantic.
Lingxi glanced at the little black turtle worriedly, and saw that its head and limbs had shrunk into its shell.
"Give it back to me!" Qing Kui stomped his foot on the turtle's back, "Borrowed mine and returned it! Eat mine and spit it out! Borrowed mine and returned it! Eat mine and spit it out!"
"Second Senior Brother, you carefully broke its wings!"
Lingxi was on the side trying to stop him, but Qing Kui couldn't listen, he only calculated that swallowing the black rose would increase his cultivation by two hundred years, but now that he lent it two hundred years, it dared to swallow it in one gulp! Wouldn't it be a loss of four hundred years of cultivation
"Second senior brother..." Lingxi looked helplessly at the pair of little wings destroyed by Qing Kui, sighed and looked away, and inadvertently glanced towards the direction of the setting sun in the west, startled and said loudly, "Second senior brother! Second senior brother ! Look! What's that?"
"What what is that! Eat me and spit it out!" Qing Kui was still stomping on the little black turtle.
Lingxi said anxiously: "Second senior brother, look at the direction of the western sky! It's so dark!"
Only then did Qing Kui stop, and gave the little black turtle a "bah", and looked up at the direction Lingxi was pointing at, his expression changed instantly, "That's...that..."
Lingxi has never seen such dark clouds in the sky of Cangjia Mountain, she just feels a strong ominous omen hanging over her heart, just like the night she took her brother to escape three years ago...
Qing Kui held Ling Xi's hand tightly, "Ah Chou, there are so many... evildoers from the demon world!"