Everything is missing.

This seems to be the absolute truth that the world has existed since eternity.

Something is perfect.

Huang Yehua thought so.

If the closest thing to perfection is probably only the powerful bloodlines of various creatures, it is a powerful inheritance that has been washed away by the torrent of history, and this power can undoubtedly make itself closer to perfection.

If you want to move forward in the midst of all the incompleteness, you must allow yourself to acquire abilities that ordinary people cannot understand, so that you can stand out in the midst of wailing and sorrow, and if you happen to be taken care of by heaven, you may also soar to the sky.

People go to high places, and water flows to low places.

But, after all, those are short-lived.

Yes, a short and beautiful thing.

Nothing lasts forever.

However, the dream-like past is clearly out of reach, shining like stars. However, it is sad after all. Because, it was indeed buried by the torrent of history, and only this faded mortal body remained.

Huang Yekui felt that the past was sad.

Therefore.

Whether it is out of responsibility for oneself, out of love for two relatives, out of longing for the blue sky, or out of the tranquility of autumn.

I'm just a mortal.

The ants that bend their knees at the bottom of the mortal world are nothing more than a monk would look up to, nor would a monk take a look at them, but they just passed by like floating clouds.

After all, in addition to the two relatives, the only thing that belongs to me is the thing called autumn that emerges in my eyes.

Huang Yehua was a little sad.

When I walked, I unconsciously lowered my eyes, looking particularly lost, and accompanied by passivity and laziness.

Arrive at Meishan.

Huang Yekui went straight to the disciple trial, and now, the cultivation is already the peak of the Qi training period, only the epiphany is missing, Huang Yekui wants to try his luck to see if the so-called disciple trial, this inheritance holy soldier, is really as rumored.

Creating illusions is not a difficult task.

After all, those scenes were just nightmares in the monk's own heart.

That is to say, the sermon is to be lowered by the special guidance of the disciples' trials, and the effect of this tower is only to infinitely magnify the nightmare scenes of the disciples.

Nightshade weaves through the bustling crowd.

The huge stone monument seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of eternity, and still stands tall, like a giant in the sky, stepping on mountains and rivers, and the sky above his head. The huge stone tablet has a special temperament in the underworld, as if it is a king who can pick the stars and moon in his hands.

It was as if he were a king who was still alive.

Nightflower never denies her instincts.

Huang Yekui's godless eyes stared faintly at the huge stone monument.

The breeze is blowing, and everything is quiet.

Occasionally, there is a crisp birdsong with the sound of leaves swaying.

However, it is quiet after all.

Along with the surrounding disciples, they disappeared along with them.

Huang Yehua's godless eyes gradually turned white.

Then, Huang Nightflower dispelled this thought.

Although the origin of the giant stone monument is extraordinary, and there are some similarities with the huge stone that was suppressed at the entrance of the Falling Snow Holy Land, there is no doubt that it was done by man, as for why it was suppressed here.

Nightflower was not interested.

Even if there are terrible things buried under the ground, it has nothing to do with them.

The special veins on the giant stone monument seem to be human blood, and if you look closely, you will find that they are still flowing slowly.

Nightflower shook her head.

Still looking at the name at the very top of the giant stone monument.

Night Shadow - Twelve Stars.

Snowfall – Ten stars

............

Huang Yehua sighed.

It is really a talented person from generation to generation.

In this world, there is no shortage of so-called celestial heroes, and there are not a few monks who have fallen into the sand.

Huang Yekui has no good impression of them who are sad.

After all, it is for the flashy things to do their best, so that you can make yourself feel a little happy.

Those things that cannot be touched, but the things that really exist in me, can be truly felt, whether it is the warmth of the sun at the moment, or the happiness that I feel every night.

Those ethereal things make the phoenix night flower especially longing.

"So, the so-called disciple trial......"

Huang Yekui walked through the sea of people and walked alone to the disciple trial gate.

Some disciples recognized his back.

Shouted loudly.

"That disciple seems to be the !! who calls himself Huang Yehua"

Others preached loudly.

"What? The self-proclaimed Huang Yehua? is the one who is in the Dan Dao Heavenly ......"

There are also disciples whose eyes lit up.

"That's right, it's him, it can't be wrong!"

The discussion began again......

Huang Nightflower turned a blind eye.

"Senior sister, don't you know, this senior brother of Huang Yekui Huang is really arrogant, and he even doesn't pay attention to it. And there is no politeness or self-knowledge at all!"

The junior sister on the side is obviously a small jasper, gentle and judo.

"What?

The disciple on the side popularized science.

"But his attainments in the Dan Dao are beyond people's reach, just like his arrogance......"

"Just now, this Huang Ye Kui Huang junior brother kicked the Pavilion Dan Daotian. That's right, he's in the Dan Dao Tian Kick Gym......"

The little sister on the side didn't know how to answer.

If it weren't for the expressions of the people around me, I obviously couldn't believe it, and I couldn't understand it, and I was impatient......

Huang Yekui walked into the hustle and bustle of the hall alone.

The tower of the disciple's trial is seven floors.

Sitting at the front desk was a beautiful female disciple.

Wait for the phoenix nightflower to walk forward.

"Senior Brother Huang?"

The female disciple at the front desk who was surprisingly watery said cutely.

Huang Yekui's godless eyes only then appeared a little thoughtful.

"Senior Sister Xinyi?"

Gu Xinyi obviously didn't expect the magical man in front of her to forget about herself, and she fell into a daze for a while, and couldn't help but doubt her appearance.

The man in front of him is clearly so ordinary, so ordinary that he has no advantages and disadvantages, just like a general figure. But when I thought of his intimate appearance with Jiang Zixi and the strange words he said......

Gu Xinyi knew.

This is a man with a very magical temperament.

People can't help but sink into the weird temperament in it.

Gu Xinyi said sadly.

"Brother Huang ......"

The same is true of the nightflower. Godless eyes looked at the wooden sign in his hand.

Gu Xinyi said.

"Senior Brother Huang only needs to drip blood on the wooden plaque. ”

Then go up to the second floor and find a stone bed to lie down. ”

Huang Yehua nodded, meaning to know.

Gu Xinyi held her forehead for a while.

What a man who doesn't know how to be polite.

Gu Xinyi reminded.

"Those who pass the trial for the first time will have an incomparably rich reward. ”

"There will be a reward for the first pass of each floor. ”

"Remember, the stars are the degree of completion. In layman's terms, a star is about 10 percent like this. ”

"Ten stars like Senior Sister Xueluo should be 100 points, that is, there are no mistakes. Every detail was done to perfection......"

"Senior Brother Huang, these are just states of mind, remember to stick to your heart?"

Huang Yekui nodded and walked to the second floor.

Some disciples can't pass it, but for some disciples, these are like child's play, used to brush records to attract the public's attention.

This is the so-called injustice.

It's not unfair, it's just innate, talent.

How to describe it?

Is there a distinction between high and low?

Should the gifted be trampled under the feet of the untalented?

Just like yourself.

The night flower is lost.

In order to prevent the disciple's trial from being destroyed by himself, Huang Yekui specially sealed the things in his heart, and scattered the azure frost and snow.

On the second floor, there are dozens of stone houses.

Huang Yehua opened one casually.

There is only one stone bed.

Huang Yehua lay down and closed her godless eyes.

Long......

A soft and pleasant voice echoes in his ears.

"Nightflower, Nightflower......"

What comes to mind is your own nightmare?

Huang Yehua looked at her transparent body.

It's a very familiar scene.

It is the forbidden land of the mountain behind the Feather Immortal Sect.

Now that I think about it, there it is.

It is a world of its own, isolated from the world.

It is a distant ideal hometown.

It is also the area where I live.

There are only four people here.

Feng Ye, Feng Ye Jing, Jiang Zixi, Huang Ye Kui.

Nightflower knew what was going to happen next.

It is also very clear about the source of the nightmare.

The transparent phoenix nightflower calmly looked at this extremely ordinary scene.

The incomparably delicate girl was screaming with all her might, and her cry was like a colic.

"Yehua, where are you? It's not good for Jing'er, Jing'er knows it's wrong...... Nightflower, are you okay when you come out, Jing'er will promise you everything......"

"Nightflower!!"

A very immature girl is only about seven or eight years old, but she is born like the most delicate porcelain doll. The sound of crying is particularly heart-wrenching.

Walking in the endless woods, shouting.

The shiny garments were all muddy at the moment.

"Poof!"

The girl tripped over a tree root on the ground.

Her pink face, like mutton fat nephrite, was filled with tears.

Choked up.

"Nightflower...... Jing'er was wrong. ”

"Nightflower, are you okay when you come out......"

"Jing'er, Jing'er, I'm so scared. ”

"Jing'er is so scared of ......"

"Don't leave Jing'er alone......"

"Nightflower, don't leave Jing'er alone......"

"Yehua, where are you, Jing'er is so afraid. ”

The immature girl choked.

The immature girl trembled.

The transparent nightflower wants to lift the girl up.

But forgot.

It's just a dream, after all.

They are powerless and unable to touch.

It's just a very ordinary outing, it's just a very ordinary, whimsical outing, and at the same time, it's also a nightmare of my life.

It was still a young nightflower.

It's just getting lost.

Quite normal, in an area full of forests.

There are trees everywhere you look.

Just get lost.

It's not about abandoning immature girls.

It's just that Huang Yehua can't find a way out.

But he still cried out, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

"Jing'er, where are you!"

"Jing'er, don't be afraid!"

"Jing'er, Nightflower will be here soon!"

"Jing'er, don't cry, Nightflower will come soon!"

"Poof!"

After the still immature Huang Yehua tripped and fell, she stubbornly climbed up.

A voice full of unwilling anger.

"Jing'er !!"

Countless spirit birds were startled.

The choked girl seemed to hear the slightest sound and was suddenly ecstatic.

"Nightflower, Nightflower!!"

"Jing'er is here!"

"Nightflower!!"

The immature Huang Nightflower's eyes suddenly flashed with stars.

Quickly run to one side.

The transparent phoenix nightflower laments.

"Jing'er ......"

"You...... It's okay. ”

The tears that flowed down from the phoenix nightflower were the tears condensed by the aura.

Yes, it's my own remorse.

In the same way, it is also my own nightmare.

It used to be.

Right now...... Again.

"Jing'er ......"

The heart of the night flower is like colic.

Nightshade knows the end.

The immature nightflower is weak.

In the middle of the woods of Nuoda.

Jing'er and Huang Yekui, who cried until they were hoarse, were finally found by Feng Ye.

This became his only regret.

It's also my own nightmare.

I can't get out on my own.

Never get out.

Even later, the two did not want to separate.

No matter how warm it is.

......

After all, she didn't become her hope.

Yes, no matter how much you deceive yourself.

Jing'er is the person who Huang Yekui loves the most.

Because I love it deeply, I can't touch it.

Because I love it deeply, I always make mistakes.

Because he loves deeply, he is timid and cowardly.

No matter how negative it is.

Jing'er is also the person she loves the most, although she doesn't want to admit it......

This is the case, and it cannot be denied.

This is my lifelong regret.

It is also the beginning of the Fall.

I can't forgive myself for being weak.

Because of weakness, so sad.

See.

What a clear fact!!