It was the birth day of the group night.

Jiang Yourou was also offstage.

There were a lot of people who came to the scene, holding all kinds of glowing banners and light signs in their hands, and trying to shine for the people they liked.

Seventeen years later, the Temple of the Void.

"Little junior brother, there is a task to go down the mountain this time, don't be greedy and forget the time. ”

Minghui sorted out the burden for Yanli and carried it for him, and Mingde stepped forward to remind him earnestly.

"Remember to take care of yourself and don't be naughty. ”

"Awake. Looking around at the concerned senior brothers, Yan Li raised his eyebrows and smiled, turned over on the horse, patted the horses under him, and said loudly, "Senior brothers, I'm leaving!"

Yan Li is to be ordered by the master to burn the Buddhist scriptures to the Zhuyin Temple in Linxian County, the master is the former dynasty of the national teacher, the holy name is widely spread, for the monks model, the copied Buddhist scriptures are a hundred schools of thought.

Linxian and the Void Temple are not far away, but it is surrounded by mountain roads, rugged and difficult to walk, but the scenery along the way is also pleasant, green mountains and green waters, beautiful.

One of them is the stream.

Several streams flow through from the top of the mountain, converge into a lake, there is a small island in the middle of the lake, there is a thousand-year-old peach blossom tree, the crown of the tree is like a cover to gather the whole island in the middle of the lake below, the flowers are undefeated, and the falling flowers are colorful and beautiful.

Yan Li is chic by nature, uninhibited, and the best at pleasure and beauty.

Riding a horse, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the lush and beautiful peach blossoms on the other side of the stream, and I was interested in appreciating the flowers.

However, thinking about sending Buddhist scriptures, he continued to hurry without stopping, but this thought was left in his heart.

After Yan Li delivered the Buddhist scriptures, he was left by the abbot of Zhuyin Temple to have a meal, and debated the Buddhist principles, talked a lot, and refused to stay in the hearts of the monks.

He planned to rush back the same way and enjoy the beauty of peach blossoms.

Night had fallen, and the inky blue sky was high and deep, starry.

Accompanied by the quiet moonlight all the way, Yan Li's heart also became calm and leisurely, and the speed of riding a horse gradually slowed down.

The sound of horses' hooves, the wind, the rustling of the grass and the occasional cicada and bird call make for a peaceful night.

It was in this scene that Yan Li saw the moonlight, a dance under the peach blossom tree.

It was a woman in a red gauze dress, dancing under the peach blossom tree on the other side of the stream, her long untied hair covering her face with the dance, dancing peacefully, ethereal, beautiful and holy, even if she was dressed in a gorgeous red dress, she felt like a fairy under the moon and could not be desecrated.

There are also peach blossoms that fall from time to time to add to the artistic conception.

"Fairy?" Yan Li admired with a smile in his eyebrows, but shook his head, "That's a fairy, a fairy as beautiful as a fairy." ”

Yan Li lowered his head and patted the white horse under the seat, the horse turned his head to look at him very spiritually, Yan Li let go of the reins of the horse, got off the horse lightly, landed silently, and the well-behaved and smart horse did not neigh, but turned around and ate the grass leisurely.

Yan Li stood quietly and watched the woman dance, and did not step on the other side, with a smile on her eyebrows, her high beam of hair behind her, her clothes fluttering, and she was handsome and chic, uninhibited.

Her dancing posture is casual, like a dream, dancing like a swallow nesting, flying high like a magpie bird night terror, beautiful dancing posture is leisurely and soft, and the agile swift flying body is as light as the wind.

Hao's wrist glowed like jade in the moonlight. Occasionally, when he lowered his head, the green silk swayed to reveal beautiful and enchanting peach blossom eyes, and the cold eyes and the thin blush at the corners of his eyes outlined the enchanting style. The slender fingers dot the falling petals, and the pink nails are more beautiful than the peach blossoms.

After the dance, the woman slowly stopped, raised her eyes, and the red gauze danced with the wind.

Yan Li only smiled, turned around, led the horse, and left.

Since that day, Yan Li often went to the vicinity of the stream to watch women dance, Yan Li did not approach, nor spoke, but just smiled and stared, such as Guanyu's elegant appearance, serious eyes made people easily drown. Occasionally, the flute is played to accompany the women.

And the woman always comes back every two days, wearing a stunning dance in red, no matter who Yan Li is, where he came from, and she doesn't chase him, she dances calmly, and the beauty is elegant and elegant. When I heard the sound of the flute, I didn't ask much, and the steps under my feet kept up with the melody, and I danced in perfect tune.

This situation lasted for more than two years, until one day, when the woman's dance ended, Yan Li was turning to leave, but the woman gently called Yan Li and waved her sleeves to give him a peach blossom from the other side.

Yan Li smiled lightly, "Yan Li, my name." ”

The woman spoke, and Hua Rongyue's face was blank, "I, yes, Peach Demon." ”

"Peach, peach, scorching, very suitable for you. Yan Li solved the siege with kindness and smiled gently.

After going back, Yan Li planted the peach blossom in the courtyard of the Void Temple.

Grow overnight, and the flowers bloom like a cover.

On the second day, all the monks of the Void Temple were amazed when they saw it.

"It's so fragrant! how can there be a peach blossom fragrance?" Minghui sniffed and asked curiously.

"It's the fragrance of flowers wafting from the courtyard of the little junior brother. "Wise and Yan Li are the most familiar, and immediately pointed out where the fragrance of flowers comes from.

"Let's take a look!"

With that, the monks walked towards Yan's courtyard.

As soon as the wooden door was opened, I saw the most conspicuous flowers and trees, which were as beautiful as the cover. Yan Li stood under the tree, tilted his head and smiled, admiring the flowers.

"It's really a peach blossom tree!" Wise ran over first.

"But it's not the season for the peach blossoms. Minghui frowned in surprise.

"Little junior brother, where did you come back with the peach blossom tree?" Mingde asked Yan Li.

"Yesterday, I didn't come back with a flower tree," Yan Li spread his hands, and then smiled, "Senior brothers can see it, I only came back with a peach blossom." ”

"Isn't it a monster?"

"Phew, where do youkai dare to come to the Void Temple?"

"That's an immortal?"

Yan Li only smiled and said nothing, but he knew that the person who sent the flowers was neither an immortal nor a demon.

The Burning Silence Mage came late, he looked at the flower tree and the smiling Yan Li, frowned and pinched his fingers, and sighed, "It's fate and calamity." ”

"Master, Master is here!"

"Good day, Master!"

"Master, how did this flower tree grow overnight, isn't it a monster mixed in?"

"Definitely. "Burning silence walked under the flower tree," this tree is derived from the ontology, and it is one and symbiotic. ”

"That flower tree, a natural spirit body, nourished by heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, is already a half-immortal body, only one step away from ascension. ”

"That's the immortals!"

"Yes and no. Burning Silence shook his head, "It's already a half-immortal body, and it's only one step away from ascending." ”

"One step, retreat, is a ravine. ”

In the sighs of the monks, Master Burning Silence turned to face Xiang Yanli, "I have turned over the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today." ”

Where did he annoy Master? Yan Li's smiling eyes were a little puzzled, whenever he made Master angry, Master would punish him for copying books or flipping through scriptures.

"Yes, Master. Although Yan Li was puzzled, his face was still respectful and well-behaved.

The Silent Mage turned to leave.

I only heard the voice of my brother and brother Gong faintly coming from behind, "Little junior brother, let me help you." ”

"Ah Li, I'll help you too. ”