"Cultivate well, and come to see you another day." Qianliu shook his hand and sacrificed the magic weapon, the magic weapon he was riding was not like the flying sword that the cultivator usually rides, but a paper crane, fluttering and fluttering his wings, carrying him away.

After he left, Xia Qian sat paralyzed on the grass, leaning against the peach blossom tree and looking up at the sky, her mana had just been consumed too much, and she needed to sit quietly for a while to recover. After a while, the memories of the original owner came.

To put it simply, the body she is in now is not a real peach blossom demon who has been practicing for a hundred years, but a spiritual sense that has not been cultivated until the last moment. Because of her arrival, the spiritual consciousness of this tree merged into her soul and took human form. Although the peach blossom tree in front of him did not succeed in cultivation, he clearly remembered everything that had happened.

A thousand years ago, Chiryu brought her back when she was still a sapling,

With the passage of time, she absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and gradually has her own spiritual consciousness, but it is very weak, occasionally Qianliu will come to sit for a while, or lie under the tree to enjoy the shade, or sit cross-legged and cultivate, occasionally she will be regarded as a close friend, and talk about the things inside the door, some are sad, some are happy. However, as a tree, when she heard him talk about those sad things, she could not open her mouth to comfort him, and could only shake the trunk desperately, making a brushing sound in response to him.

Watching Qianliu grow up day by day, she was deeply grateful, and secretly worked hard to cultivate, wanting to turn into a human form as soon as possible to have a word with him. It was the New Year of another year, she delayed the flowering period, just because she wanted to wait until he came back from the distance to see the peach blossoms blooming, but when he said that a pair of wicked people, when he saw that the tree was full of tightly wrapped buds, the man in order to please the female cultivator, urged the mana, and forced her to bloom all the buds, and the fragrance of peach blossoms suddenly spread, and you could smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers from afar. The most unacceptable thing is that in order to win the heart of the female cultivator, the wicked man invited a gust of wind, which blew all her petals away, and conjured up a heart shape, which was as picturesque as a beauty, and the female cultivator agreed to the man's request and agreed to double cultivation.

When Qianliu came back, the withered peach petals were scattered on the ground, and he said a sentence that made her remember it vividly, "This year, I can't see the flowers blooming, but it's a pity" She felt deeply remorseful, not protecting her flowers, and more powerless about her weakness.

After a few more years, she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch up with him, and the distance between the two became more and more distant. What's more, immortals and demons, the two are an insurmountable path, she has not been able to break through herself and cultivate, but she has a demon.

One day, she saw a fairy-looking woman confessing to Qianliu under the peach blossom tree, even if Qianliu's answer was refusal, the woman did not give up, saying that no matter how many years she waited, she would keep waiting. The sincere feelings touched her, and at the same time planted the seeds of demons in her heart. After that day, Qianliu went into retreat, and this retreat lasted for more than ten years.

After a long wait, she was about to go crazy, thinking that she would never see him again, and her cultivation was delayed. When he got out of the customs, he found that the little boy of the past had grown into a beautiful man with an outstanding appearance, and in this way, they were truly separated by a mountain. She hung her head and saw that the woman who had confessed to him before was chasing after him, and she was even more depressed, and she did not bloom for several years in a row.

"This year, I still can't see him" He is going to leave again, every time before leaving, he will always come to her to say goodbye, seeing him close but unable to touch, she can't say the sadness in her heart, "This time, I don't know when we can meet." He slowly spit out these words, she was heartbroken when she heard this, and tried to urge the peach blossoms to bloom, but nothing happened, he shook his head and sighed, "Come back and see you." "Then tie a bell to one of her branches and go.

I didn't expect it to be their last meeting. The next day, those guys in Qianliu's door who had ill intentions towards her wanted to lead the heavenly thunder to refine her into a peerless weapon and use her against him, even if thousands of them were unwilling, but their hands were invincible to four fists, not to mention a group of guys who were eyeing her. After all, she was still trained into a weapon, but it was not as good as they imagined, and it was not as powerful as a high-grade immortal weapon, which disappointed them greatly.

After making a weapon, she lost her freedom, was placed in the armory, and never saw the sun, day after day, the longing in her heart was infinitely magnified, wanting to go out, wanting to see him. One day, someone entered the armory and found the evil spirit of this peachwood sword, and secretly took it out.

For the first time, she was driven by the man to kill a monk, and the rapid gain of strength made her both happy and frightened, wanting to see Qianliu as soon as possible, but not wanting him to see her with her hands covered in blood. Among the two, the ** who still wants to become a human form in his heart is defeated. Blinded by **, she embarked on a road of no return.

On this road, the sins on her body became heavier and heavier, and she couldn't remember her original intentions and who she had made an agreement with.

Until she met the man

At that time, she degenerated into a demon and became a famous artifact, no one knew it, in the eyes of people, she killed God when she met God, killed Buddha when she met Buddha, and everyone who got her was eroded by her will, and slowly fell while constantly thirsting for power.

"It turned out to be a peachwood sword, it's really a good sword" A hundred years of reunion, she touched his body in another way, the tip of the sharp blade stabbed him, bloody, red liquid smeared on the white clothes, like a bewitching flower in full bloom, and not only was he not angry, but laughed, calling her name, familiar voice, familiar face, how could she forget it all?

His words awakened her memory, she wanted to apologize to him, and wanted to be the same as at the beginning, under the peach blossom tree, the two leaned together peacefully and quietly, and had the same heart, but her new master would not miss this opportunity, seeing that Qianliu paused, thinking that he was afraid of his strength, he waved the peach blossom sword and stabbed over.

"Don't!" The blade let out a mournful roar, and she used her own strength to deflect the sword away from his vital point, not wanting to hurt him, not wanting him to see her dirty. She had done too many wrong things, and the number of sins in her hands was too many to count, and Qianliu seemed to see through her thoughts at a glance, and with a clamp between her middle finger and index finger, she caught the tip of the sword, and with a little force, the peach blossom sword cracked a striped path.

The resentment that had been entangled in her for a long time was peeled off little by little, dissipated, and she did not have a trace of complaint about his behavior, she was very happy, and finally, she saw him before she died, if there was an afterlife, she still wanted to be a tree, a peach blossom tree that only for him to enjoy the coolness, only for him to bloom.

I didn't expect a tree's feelings to be so deep, Xia Qian couldn't help but be in awe of her, in comparison, she is now a cultivated human form, if she doesn't cultivate diligently in the future, she will inevitably end up with her. This mission is not difficult, she wants to cultivate hard and form as soon as possible, and the most important thing is that she doesn't want to hurt him or others.

With an accurate goal, Xia Qianpan sat down and learned the original master's method to cultivate and absorb the essence of heaven and earth. To be honest, the place where she is full of aura, and in time it will definitely become a powerful monster.

Day and night, she practiced without sleep and food, until she absorbed most of the spiritual energy on this side, and the spiritual spring dried up, and the flowers and plants withered a lot, and this abnormal change attracted the attention of some monks, and she restrained it a little.

"I haven't seen you for many days, and your cultivation has impressed me." Qianliu came from the other side of the path, and today he was dressed in a light blue robe, the texture was quite good, it was fine silk, and a few peach blossoms were simply embroidered on it. At this time, his chin was slightly raised, his clear eyes were full of smiles, a pink-carved doll, fair skin, and a bright smiling face, as pure and beautiful as an angel.

But in a second, what he said ruined her fantasy, "You are a flower demon, you have such an expression?" ”

Is this a satire of her nymphomaniac appearance just now? It's really not cute at all, and it's a waste of her expression.

Thinking of this, she said angrily: "Why, even if you look ugly, you still want to see people, not to mention that you are not ugly, why not let me appreciate it?" ”

"Nonsense." Qianliu naturally understood the meaning of her words, and her tone was yin and yang, but she was praising him for his good looks in disguise, and a layer of blush appeared on his face, and he turned to look to the side.

Seeing his actions with a clear eye, Xia Qian was puzzled, thinking about him in the previous life, corresponding to his age, at this time, his situation in the door was not good, and he did not get along with other senior brothers and sisters on weekdays, although he was talented and smart, he was praised as a genius at a young age, so naturally some people were jealous and put cold arrows behind his back. In this terrible environment, he strives to move up and win his own world.