She, a flower essence, is neither graceful and luxurious as Mu Dan, nor enchanting and beautiful as peony. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info has been cultivating for a hundred years, and he has transformed into a refinement, but he doesn't know what the body is.

He, the ancient immortal, has always been cold and arrogant, conceived by the spirit of heaven and earth. Break off seven emotions and six desires, and stop red dust delusions, is there really a ruthless and desireless person in this world?

On the bank of the Xiangshui River, he killed the demon and saved her life, and she relied on him from then on.

He wondered, "Why are you following me?"

She hid her face and smiled: "If I don't follow you, who will protect me if I encounter those evil things in the future?"

He was silent and pondered for a long time, and then he asked, "What is your name?"

She smiled bitterly: "I don't have a name, why don't you choose one for me?"

Seeing that she had a pitiful background and a simple mind, but she was also quite edified, he named her a cryer, and he didn't cry or cry.

She said she liked the name as much as she liked him.

He laughed at the flower essence funny and innocent, and was afraid that the flower essence would easily move the mortal heart, so he said to her: "A cultivator should not have seven emotions and six desires, only by breaking his thoughts can he become an immortal."

She nodded, in fact, at that time, she didn't know what the seven emotions and six desires were, and what the mortal delusions were. She rejoiced when she saw him arrive, and felt lost and sad when she left.

She traveled with him between heaven and earth, inseparable, and accompanied him for more than 100 years. At this time, because she has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon for many years, her cultivation has reached a higher level, and she is about to fade into a spirit.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbled between heaven and earth, and several lightning bolts completely bloomed in the air, flying uncontrollably.

She understands that the thunderstorm is coming. Every flower spirit has to go through this catastrophe, even her. Only after experiencing the pure practice of the thunder tribulation can she turn her essence into a spirit. But this catastrophe is too dangerous, success is naturally good, but failure is good

They will be beaten back to their original form, and some will even die.

So this time she could only succeed, and the determined look in her eyes was something she hadn't seen in two hundred years. Not afraid of annihilation, not afraid of pain, afraid of just not being able to be by his side anymore.

Lightning slashed mercilessly on her, suffering from bone-gnawing pain. The red lip was bitten out with a little blood, but he couldn't help but scream. One, two...... Eight thunderbolts slammed down, and she was so weak that she could no longer resist. The snow-white skin was already scalded, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead and slid down his face.

Eight of the nine heavenly thunderbolts had fallen, but the last one had not yet arrived. The thunder and lightning in the sky converged in one place, making it look so terrifying and hideous.

"Am I destined to die today?" Looking at the last thunder that was still saving energy, as if it was about to fall at any time, she smiled self-deprecatingly.

Closing his eyes in despair, the ninth heavenly thunder finally came home. When the thunder and lightning hit the air, suddenly a white cloth pierced the sky, blocking this catastrophe for her.

"It's you." With great difficulty, he read these two words softly from his mouth, and then fell into a deep stupor.

The person who came was proud of the dust in a snow suit, and he was not stained with a trace of vulgarity. He gently picked her up from the ground and shook his head helplessly. He shouldn't have intervened in this matter, but he couldn't help but take action.

After experiencing the thunder tribulation, she became a spirit, if she cultivates for another hundred years and goes through the heavenly tribulation, she can become an immortal, an immortal like him. Before she knew it, she felt more and more dependent on him. I even felt that without him, the whole world was meaningless. But she didn't know that he had already broken off his love, and he would surely step through the void one day and rank among the ancient gods.

He likes to play the piano in his spare time, and she listens quietly. When he practiced sword cultivation, she also learned in a similar way.

Until Lingyun Peak, he was attacked by the demons and was seriously injured, but he did not forget to rescue her at the moment of life and death. Blood stained his white clothes, and there was no trace of life on his pale face. She suddenly felt that her heart hurt, it turned out that the taste of heartache was like this, and it turned out that flower essence would also hurt her heart. Tears couldn't stop flowing, it turned out that this was tears, and it turned out that she would cry too.

In order to save him from dying, she went to the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea. Just to find Guanyin Bodhisattva and save his life. Nine hundred and ninety-nine steps of the ladder, she took one step at a time, one step at a time. Blood poured from his forehead and ran down his face, stained with more or less red blood on each staircase.

She didn't know how long she had crawled like this, how many times she knelt and how many times she kowtowed. Until she no longer had the slightest strength, until the moment she fainted. Guanyin was finally moved by her persistence and couldn't help but show her true body.

Looking at her embarrassed in front of her, Guanyin shook her and said: "Sigh that the world is crazy for men and women, the word **** is the foundation of obsession, but the world can't see through the red dust after all." Sad and lamentable......"

She said: "Ask the Bodhisattva Master to save him, no matter what the price will be, the crying child will have no regrets."

Guanyin said: "You really have no regrets, even if you sacrifice your life."

She smiled poignantly: "If he hadn't saved me in danger three times and twice, I would have died a long time ago." Even this name was given by him for me, and I just worked hard to cultivate, hoping to turn into an immortal one day, but it was just to get closer to him. If you can exchange my life for his life, it's worth it! ”

Seeing that she was so obsessed, Guanyin couldn't help but sigh, "Okay, come with me." ”

I saw that in the purple bamboo forest, a burst of bright light overflowed, and the brilliance shone directly into the sky.

He gradually woke up, looked at Guanyin next to him and understood half, and said, "Thank you Guanyin Bodhisattva for saving your life, I don't know how to cry?"

He vaguely remembered that Cry came to the South China Sea to save him, and he never remembered it again. He didn't know why, at this time, crying was more important than life in his heart, could it be that he also moved his heart?

Guanyin said: "She left, and went to the spiritual land of Zhongnan Mountain to cultivate." Come to this purple bamboo forest after a hundred years, and you will be able to see her then. ”

He nodded with a lonely look in his eyes, and finally left, "Weeping, when you say goodbye, I hope you have survived the heavenly tribulation and achieved positive results." ”

If you fall in love with someone you shouldn't love, you are destined to be lonely, so let him be lonely!

A hundred years later, when he came to the South China Sea Purple Bamboo Forest again. Guanyin was followed by a little girl of six or seven, and her good-looking eyes looked exactly the same as those of Crying.

He couldn't help but wonder, "Who is she?"

Guanyin was silent, handed the girl to him, and disappeared at the end of the purple bamboo forest.

It turned out that the body of the weeping child was actually transformed by a tear of the gods, leaving behind the mortal dust, called the tear rain flower. In order to save him, she exhausted all her cultivation, and her soul should have perished.

Fortunately, Guanyin is merciful, using the earth at the end of the sky and the water at the corner of the sea to rebuild it and inject it into that wisp of remnant soul. After a hundred years, she can transform into a human again, but her fate can only be as short as that of a human. And he is still an immortal, and thousands of years are just a fleeting moment for him.

The feelings of the world are sorrowful, born in mortal dust, and died in mortal dust. Immortals also have love, gods also have tears, love and hate are difficult to ......