Mu Lin's consciousness had not yet fully recovered. In her dream, she was like a fragile boat, rising and falling, swaying on the deep and boundless sea. Whenever she tried to think of something, her mind turned into an endless chaos and nothingness. If she thought about it any further, she would have a splitting headache.
Mu Lin gradually felt endless sadness, as if she was the only one trapped in the dark prison for thousands of years, with no hope of escape. This feeling of despair destroyed her inch by inch, but it could not destroy her. At this moment, she reappeared the heart-wrenching scene in front of her eyes - the sacrifice of Hades!
That was the eternal and deep scar that Mu Lin was still afraid of and dared not face. The person who loved her the most died, leaving her alone. What was the meaning of living? The death of Hades had been tormenting Mu Lin for those ten thousand years when she was almost crazy. Everything in her eyes turned gray, and even every breath was painful and depressed.
A moment is like a year, and a thousand years is like a snap of a finger.
Unconsciously, tears slid down Mu Lin's eyes. The hot liquid ran across his pale and haggard face and gradually disappeared into his dark temples.
Orikawa sat aside and looked at her expressionlessly for a while. Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, he stood up and carried her horizontally.
It was unexpectedly light, such an immortal body could be so weak. It was obviously unable to withstand the test of the Hunyuan barrier, but it had to force itself.
Well, there is no construction without destruction.
His mind moved, and the two of them instantly arrived at the underground of the fairy palace.
Countless night pearls were quietly suspended in the air, and the soft pale white light illuminated the huge space. Under the refraction of the translucent ice layer on the ground, the whole space seemed even more empty and quiet. Only a huge six-sided ice cone stood quietly in the center of the space. It was translucent, and the complex and mysterious light blue lines were looming in the faint light, looking hazy and dreamy.
Orikawa walked slowly, and he walked on the ice surface without any hesitation as if he were walking on flat ground. His eyes swept across the six-sided ice cone, and the ice cone immediately turned into a gorgeous light blue ice seat.
Zhechuan gently placed Mu Lin on the ice seat. The moment he withdrew his hand, a layer of ice formed on the ice seat, completely freezing Mu Lin inside. Mu Lin shrank as if from the cold.
There was no fluctuation on Zhechuan's face. With a change of mind, the ice seat turned back into its original shape of an ice cone. Mu Lin was standing inside the ice cone with his eyes closed, looking extremely peaceful.
Orikawa's figure disappeared underground in the blink of an eye.
Mu Lin felt as if she was in a world of ice and snow, and even her blood seemed to be frozen. She could do nothing but endure the extreme bitter cold that kept pouring down on her.
This overbearing bitter cold was not without benefits. While Mu Lin was drowsy and enduring the pain, she actually felt a trace of extremely subtle and pure divine power accompanying her. This divine power circulated in her body again and again, slowly nourishing her immortal body and soul.
Orikawa came to the underground palace to visit Mu Lin every three days. Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, he gradually became impatient, or rather, disappointed. The person who had passed his numerous tests turned out to be so vulnerable. If she didn't wake up within a year, she would probably sleep here forever.
After returning empty-handed for the seventh time, Orikawa stopped coming here. Occasionally he would think of her and use the Water Mirror to peek at her. He was usually free, practicing, reading, playing the piano, practicing swordplay and playing chess, so he had not completely forgotten about this matter.
On this day, Zhechuan was playing the zither on the top of a mountain when he suddenly felt something. His slender fingers suddenly pressed down on the strings. His mind turned, and clouds gathered from all directions and quickly turned into a water mirror floating in the air, showing the scene in the underground palace in full view in front of him.
The hexagonal ice cone, which had been motionless all day, suddenly shone brightly. The dark blue light refracted from the ice surface and filled the entire space. The woman in the ice cone grew taller and taller little by little, and her figure also grew gradually until she was about fifteen or sixteen years old.
The next moment, she opened her eyes in the ice. Her peach blossom eyes were gorgeous and deep, with a faint flash of deep purple light. The moment Mu Lin raised her eyes, the ice that had frozen on her body broke into pieces and scattered on the ground.
But... her clothes also tore and scattered all over the floor.
Orikawa immediately waved his sleeves, and the water mirror instantly turned into scattered clouds.
Mu Lin had no idea that someone was peeping at her, and she didn't react much when she saw her clothes were torn. She didn't feel cold at all standing barefoot on the ice. She looked around and didn't see anything that could be used as clothing.
She couldn't just go out like this, could she? Mu Lin began to doubt his life.
At this moment, Mu Lin suddenly heard a sound of breaking air. Her eyes fixed and she subconsciously dodged to the side. Then she heard something piercing through the ice. She looked towards the source of the sound and saw a sharp arrow slanting into the ice where she was originally standing, with the tail trembling slightly.
Mu Lin bent down and grasped the arrow, but unexpectedly the arrow turned into a stream of light and lay in the palm of her hand. This was - a men's robe.
Mu Lin suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened slightly, and his face turned red uncontrollably.
… Did the man know that her clothes were damaged? Or did he see something
Mu Lin stared at the white clothes in his hand, and finally suppressed the subtle shame and anger in his heart, and decided to go out first.
Although it was an unknown man's robe, there was obviously no room for choice in this situation, so Mu Lin just put it on.
It was unknown what material this plain robe was made of, but it was warm and cool and very comfortable, with a faint scent of pine snow. It was a little loose, and it felt baggy when Mu Lin wore it. It felt better after he tied a belt, but only half of his beautifully curvy calves were exposed.
Mu Lin's long black and silky hair fell straight to her ankles, which made her skin look even whiter and more radiant. She stood still and saw the night pearls floating in a row above her head, as if pointing the way forward for her. Mu Lin simply walked barefoot on the ice and left this space in just a moment.
Mu Lin stood alone in front of the palace gate, looking at the long-lost sunlight outside the palace and smiling lazily. She thought she would never see it again.
In the distance, an immortal came riding on the wind, cold and otherworldly, stunningly talented and gorgeous. His silver hair was like a bright moon covered with scorching brilliance, and he was wearing a white dress that was probably the same style as the one she was wearing, but on him, it looked extremely appropriate and otherworldly. She thought, no one else in the world could wear white clothes so beautifully.
His face is like jade, his figure is like a pine tree, he is graceful as a startled swan, and he is gentle as a swimming dragon... Mu Lin has seen many immortals, but almost no one can match his elegance! He looks like a mortal who has just come of age, and his stunning appearance is unparalleled in the world, and he is not inferior to Mo Wangchen in any way. However, Mo Wangchen's facial features are more gentle and delicate, while he looks cold and noble, and always reveals a bit of indifference and casualness inadvertently.
The immortal was standing in front of her at the moment, looking up to her like a mountain, admiring her like a beautiful woman. Mu Lin thought, this man is unattainable, like a flower on a high mountain, a moon on a cold mountain, within sight but out of reach.
"Who are you?" Mu Lin broke the silence, and his voice seemed more ethereal and clear after changing.
The man's voice was also clear and cold. Although his voice was calm and indifferent, it was still very charming. "I am the master of Yingzhou, Zhenren Zhechuan."
Orikawa, this is actually the name of a real person... Orikawa Orikawa, with a wave of his hand, he cut off mountains and cut off rivers. What kind of power is this? Among the immortals, there are very few who can be honored as real people. They are all powerful people who have reached a certain realm and their strength is unfathomable.
Mu Lin had never heard of this Master Zhechuan. With such a young appearance, he should be a new monstrous monster that appeared in the past ten thousand years.
Mu Lin suppressed her surprise, smiled, and bowed with great piety, saying, "Master, are you accepting disciples? I, Mu Lin, have come to Yingzhou to learn from you."
Zhechuan looked at the smiling woman indifferently. Her resilience, stubbornness and obsession were even more outstanding than her gorgeous appearance. However, when seeking immortality, the most important thing was to have a pure heart.
"Your obsession is too strong, and it's easy for you to develop inner demons." This is a strong comment, and it's obvious that Orikawa is rejecting it.
The scene was somewhat suffocatingly quiet.
Mu Lin's expression fluctuated slightly, and then quickly calmed down like the ripples on a lake. It seemed that she was not shaken at all by his denial.
After a long while, Mu Lin stared at Zhechuan and smiled gently, with a penetrating and wise look in his eyes, "Why do you need to ask for the Tao if you have no desires? If a person has no obsessions, it would be easier for him to be a plant. Moreover, even if he is a real person, does he really have no obsessions?"
Mu Lin stared into Orikawa's eyes.
She wanted to ask,
She wants to be a fairy again.
She wants to avenge her blood feud.
She wants to offer sacrifice to the sky to appease the spirits in the underworld.
She even wants to change her fate and save Hades!
Orikawa's eyes were calm as he looked at the stubborn little girl indifferently, as if he was not shaken by her words at all.
As time passed, Mu Lin's heart slowly sank into the endless abyss, and his eyes gradually became dim.
What was the point of continuing to stalemate with Orikawa? Even if he finally accepted her as his disciple, what could a master with different philosophies teach her
Li Li could think through the pros and cons in an instant, but she still held on to that tiny glimmer of hope in her heart.
What if he could recognize her
She finally lowered her eyes, accepted her fate, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.
Unexpectedly, Zhechuan spoke at this time. His cold and indifferent voice echoed in Mu Lin's ears, "My obsession is born and accompanied by the great way, and you are trapped by your obsession."
She passed the first two tests with her extraordinary intelligence and perseverance, but she was trapped in the mysterious ice and did not wake up for a long time in the last test. I'm afraid her obsession has given rise to a mental demon.
If you cannot overcome the inner demons, what is the point of cultivating immortals? Sooner or later, you will go astray and die, and you won’t even be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Wasn't every word that Orikawa said to Mu Lin touching his heart
Unexpectedly, when Mu Lin heard this, he smiled resolutely, "Master, what can my inner demon do to me? If I can get out of trouble once, I can get out of it thousands of times. I have traveled through mountains and rivers to come here. If I don't have such courage and awareness, I don't deserve to appear in front of you to become your disciple."
Upon hearing this, Orikawa stopped arguing with her, and did not say a word about her address, but walked into the hall.
Mu Lin stood in front of the hall, looking at his elegant back. The fists clenched in his sleeves tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again. He turned around and left without saying a word. Was he ignoring her or agreeing? Was he agreeing or not agreeing
The voice from the hall was clear and cold, and even more distant like fairy mist, "Why don't you come in with me?"
Mu Lin seemed to hear a hint of helplessness, she could no longer suppress the smile on her lips and skipped happily into the hall.
"Yes, Master Orikawa!"
The big thing was done, and Mu Lin finally had the leisure to look around. This Suyuan Immortal Palace was elegant and well-organized, but it was a little empty. There was no one except Master Zhechuan and herself.
Mu Lin suddenly remembered something very important. Facing the careless and nonchalant Master who was sitting on the immortal throne, he stepped forward and asked, "Master, have you seen a white jade pear blossom hairpin?"