Lu Daoxian was stunned for a while, then took off the bell, held it in his hand, and looked at it blankly. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This is a different sound, it seems to be full of feelings, like a guide in the dark, like a mother's earnest call to her child, the bell sounded violently, but Lu Daoxian's mind was blank.

This bell was given to her by her adoptive mother, saying that it was a token left by her biological parents. Lu Daoxian looked at the bell and couldn't react.

Does the ringing bell have anything to do with it?

Can you still find it by following the sound of the bell?

Don't be funny.

After so many years, she has long lost the heart to find her biological parents, and she has been alone when she needs help the most, so what is it to come to her now? She must have been overthinking.

But in the end, his left hand reached into the placket of his robe, took out the ring, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the Lu character on the inner wall of the ring. Looking at the air, she couldn't think of anything, and the anxious weak water hurriedly asked her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lu Daoxian's whole person was in a daze, where could he listen to other words. Time seems to stand still, there is no past, and there is no future.

After she left the small village and set foot on the way to Lingxiao Palace, she treated her parents as dead, and saw Xu Wanzhi wishing peace They were held in the palm of her hand and Cheng Huan's knees, not without envy and resentment, now thousands of miles away, she is ready to be alone, and it was either embarrassing or an accident to be able to leave her alone. Now that she can finally look down, what is this bell ringing?

Do they also have some unspeakable grievances?

Do you regret throwing her away?

Lu Daoxian thought about the best result in her heart, and also thought about the worst result, worried again and again, and disappointed again and again, once she also wanted to have her parents to love, in the long night, full of grievances and buried her head and cried but did not dare to make a sound, tears soaked the pillow, and she naturally fell asleep when she was tired of crying.

Otherwise, how could a little girl have the courage to travel thousands of miles alone, and she was not even afraid of death, but she was still afraid of these?

In a trance, she seemed to see the layers of snow flowers under the Lingxiao Palace that year, and the cowardly little girl, which turned into water foam again, as if it had never existed. Her fingertips condensed a splash of water, icy and clear, as if only strength could give her restless heart some comfort.

Tianyanmen is so big, but there are a few Yuanhou monks in the town, among which the most promising one is Tianxuanzi, and the other is the Qingwei Venerable Lu Yu. Qingwei Venerable Lu Yu jade Qinghui, was brought back from the mortal world by his master Qinglian Venerable, to Tianyanmen, Lu Yu was just six years old, Lu Yu was measured out of a single water spiritual root, the spiritual root is one in tens of thousands of miles, proud of the same door, was accepted by the Qinglian Venerable as a disciple, since then the Jade Girl Peak lineage is a single lineage, Qingwei Venerable also lived up to expectations, diligent cultivation, stood out from the trials, really became a model of the same generation, between the female disciples of the same generation, few people can compare.

Venerable Qingwei is talented, and his cultivation is even smoother, he formed a golden pill at the age of seventy, formed a Yuan Infant at the age of two hundred, and cultivated to the middle of the Yuan Infant at the age of four hundred, and found a lot of treasures in the door, and is a female cultivator, and has always had a transcendent status in the door. Venerable Qingwei is growing rapidly, and the limit of Venerable Qinglian is coming, Venerable Qingwei has been seeking elixir in various secret realms in order to renew the life of the master, and has been trapped in the secret realm of Qilian thirty years ago, and finally found the treasure, but was besieged by three Yuanzhong monks because of the treasure.

The four of them fought hard for more than a month, and Venerable Qingwei was one against three, and his spiritual power was not good, so he was seriously injured in all directions, and Venerable Qingwei fled.

And Venerable Qinglian actually sat down when Venerable Qingwei entered the secret realm, but Venerable Qinglian has been hiding it from his beloved disciple, afraid that she will not be able to find out the relationship between life and death. Unexpectedly, Venerable Qingwei still encountered a fateful catastrophe in the end.

Venerable Qingwei returned to the mountain gate seventeen years ago, and when he returned to the mountain gate, only the foundation was built and cultivated, and the sect was furious and issued a chase and kill order. And Venerable Qingwei finally learned the news of his master's sitting, and immediately spilled a mouthful of blood in his heart, and then retreated.

The nameless peak is full of aura, the big tree is verdant, inhabited by all kinds of precious birds, the green grass under the tree, a Taoist in Tsing Yi sits cross-legged on the futon, the body is like a pine and cypress. The Taoist priest's face was full of elegance, his beard was black and slender, and there was a thrush on his shoulder, walking around on the Taoist's shoulder, holding his head high, so not proud.

The Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, the thrush on his shoulder was startled, he panicked, and hurriedly flew away, and the Taoist priest got up and brushed his clothes and looked into the distance. When the Taoist priest meditated, he was obviously like a green bamboo, but now he is standing here, but he is like a big tree, full of edge, but he is also restrained.

He looked at the mountains and rivers from afar, his eyes flashed with joy, and as soon as he lifted his hand, he picked up his long beard, his brows immediately wrinkled, and he put two fingers together in his food, a magic trick, and his long beard was like a leaf falling, instantly from the age of forty to the appearance of thirty years old. The water mirror in front of him is as round as a plate, reflecting his own appearance, the Taoist is not satisfied, and then he casts a dust cleaning technique on himself, and looks left and right in the mirror to see where there is anything bad.

This person is Tianxuanzi.

After grinding for a while, the Jiangshan painting fan was sacrificed, and a light flashed from the sky, crossed half of the Tianyan Gate, and flew over the heads of these little disciples but no one noticed. Tian Xuanzi stood on top of the Jiangshan painting fan with his hands in his hand, smiling, looking at the Jade Girl Peak that was getting closer and closer, and finally restrained his smile.

As soon as the painting fan of the mountains and rivers was collected, Tianxuanzi was already standing on the top of the Jade Girl Peak, at the door of a cave. Dust has accumulated on the door of the cave, and there is not even a footprint in the vicinity of half a mile, and the weeds are overgrown around the door, and at a glance, no one has come for many years. Tian Xuanzi patiently sorted out the dust, and then sorted out the weeds, and stood at the door like this, looking inside the door.

After waiting for a while, I felt that there was only green grass on the top of this jade girl's peak, which seemed to be too monotonous and boring, and rummaged around in the storage ring, and finally found some flower seeds that I bought in the mortal world fifty years ago.

The flower seeds left Tian Xuanzi's palm, and then scattered, Tian Xuanzi closed his eyes and cast spells, and the wood qi in the air gathered and poured into these flower seeds.

Young shoots, buds, flowers.

The mountains are red like clouds, yellow like golden light, green like jasper, and blue like clouds.

Tianxuanzi was finally satisfied this time.

The door opened with a thud.

Venerable Qingwei opened the door just now, and saw his senior brother at the door of the cave, with a face that was still as warm as jade and smiled slightly: "Senior sister, it's been a long time." ”

Lu Yu was stunned for a moment, if she had not been mistaken, this retreat would be seventeen years, and when she came out, there were still people to greet her. After a pause, he couldn't help but smile, and only said, "Senior brother." "The bitterness of these many years cannot be told to anyone, and it seems to have been soothed.

Jingle Bell –

The top of the Jade Girl Peak was quiet and windless, and this bell was crisp and pleasant, heavy and joyful.