At midnight, the stars shimmer, and there is no wind in the sweltering heat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old tune sounded again under this firmament. The wind comes from nowhere. As their position moved, with every move they made, it gradually increased.

Ling Xiao Zhenren, who was standing on the side, and several Baihua disciples who were also the same sect masters, were all in awe, and their faces couldn't help but become solemn. However, Liuyue Zhenjun didn't seem to sense the unknown power that was gradually condensing between heaven and earth, and her eyes were full of excitement and nervousness that couldn't be concealed. Grabbing the belt of his clothes with both hands, he watched the changes in the field at a glance.

Eventually, those winds formed a whirlpool. Two drops of blood fell from Su Jinge and Ruyi's fingertips, cut through the green blades of grass, and sank into the dirt.

One breath passes, two breaths pass, three breaths pass .......

Dozens of breaths of time passed in anticipation, but nothing happened, and even the wind gradually subsided.

Just when everyone thought that this trick would not work, the stars above the sky sky dimmed together, and the earth fell into darkness in an instant.

The light lit up from under the feet of Su Jinge and Ruyi, and spread in all directions one after another. Gradually, a beautiful and complex pattern is depicted. ――It is a pattern unique to the altar of the god of flowers.

Several Hundred Flowers disciples became more and more solemn, while Liuyue Zhenjun was even more excited.

When the lines were complete, the wind whirlpool suddenly reappeared with a momentum that was hundreds of times stronger. The aura began to riot. Countless points of light rose from the beautiful lines, spinning and flying into the sky. The stars lit up one after another, as if they were ignited by those lights.

Fragrant flowers gushed up from the ground like a tide, falling from the sky, and flowing out of the invisible void. A large piece of fragrant flowers suddenly dispersed, as if the mirror was shattered, as if the void was cracking. The fragrant flowers dispersed, revealing a corner of the building. Then another fragrant flower dispersed,......。

The Valley of Hundred Flowers reappeared under this heavenly dome in the cracks of countless flower tides.

The wind stopped, and only the rain of flowers fell from the air.

Liuyue Zhenjun loosened her belt, her body was full of excitement, and she clapped her hands again and again: "It's really done!" What a genius I'm a genius! ”

Receiving several glances from Qi Qi, Liuyue Zhenjun withdrew his arm and coughed lightly in embarrassment. However, the excitement on her face was still difficult to hide, "Sorry, gaffe. ”

Su Jinge was particularly aware of this kind of excitement, Mo said that these Baihuamen people, even she felt excited, and when she was about to speak, she heard Liuyue Zhenjun say again: "I just can't help but be excited when I think that I don't have to calculate flowers every day." ”

As soon as these words came out, Su Jinge suddenly didn't know what to say. But there was no need for her to say anything at this time. The amazement and cheers of countless girls gradually sounded from all directions, and Ying Tao Zhenren stepped on the magic weapon and flew towards the altar of the god of flowers.

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect rushed out from all corners and gathered together, crying or laughing, singing or dancing. Ling Xiao Zhenren, who was originally looking at the altar from afar, and several Hundred Flowers disciples also blended into the sea of reunion.

In such a hustle and bustle, only Su Jinge, the little girl Ruyi, and the inner drama on the altar seemed to be the Liuyue Zhenjun who would dance in the next second.

Ying Tao Zhenren opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a sound several times, and he wanted to say too much, and he didn't know what to say for a while. In the end, she saluted Su Jinge and said, "He Mingxin is really happy to get married." ”

Su Jinge helped her up and said, "Thank you." He turned his head to look at the hustle and bustle of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and said: "After watching this meeting, I miss Fuguang more and more." If nothing else, there will be no more. We'll see you again later. ”

Ying Tao Zhenren nodded and said, "That junior will send you." ”

Liuyue Zhenjun finally came back to his senses from the rich inner drama, "ah", and said busily: "It's still up to Benjun to send it." ”

Han Qing Zhenren was seriously injured, but he was afraid that the position of the door master would soon be taken over by Yingtao Zhenren. But now Yingtao is still a young master. In front of him, it seems that it is not rude for her, who is also a Yuanying monk, to send him off. Liuyue Zhenjun was very happy, fortunately he came back to his senses in time, otherwise he would have lost his manners again.

Ying Tao Zhenren said: "The younger generation has something to say to the true monarch of the clear heart." ”

Seeing that Su Jinge didn't seem to care about those who were polite, he simply threw away his hand and took the little girl Ruyi and walked down the flower god altar.

Ying Tao Zhenren said that he had something to say, but he remained silent until he flew out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers for a distance before stopping. Standing in the air, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Words, I don't know where to start." ”

Su Jinge didn't ask out loud, just waited quietly with a smile.

Ying Tao Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief gently, pursed her lips and said slowly: "After the opening of the Great Array of Protecting the Valley that day, the sun, moon and stars disappeared, and the Valley of Hundred Flowers also changed. Many apparitions of houses appeared. Some are very similar to those depicted in the scrolls. I ......, and the younger generation guessed that it should be what it was when Baihuamen was first established.

Following the orientation of those buildings, the core of Baihuamen is actually the Naluo Ancient Building.

In this way, the younger generation finally understood why Baihuamen had such an ancestral motto. If other sects encounter a catastrophe, they must first save people, but what Baihuamen has to think about is how to protect this valley and how to protect these dead things. Because the meaning of the existence of Baihuamen is to protect the Naluo Ancient Building and the karmic fire red lotus.

However, times have passed, and today's Baihuamen is no longer the Baihuamen when it was first built. Today's Red Lotus Envoys are not the Red Lotus Envoys of the first few generations.

After all, the karmic fire red lotus is not a thing in the world. Ying Tao is incompetent, and she can only pray every day that Zhenjun can ascend to the immortal realm as soon as possible and bring the red lotus that does not belong to the world back to where it should be. Liberate Baihuamen from this mission that has long been unbearable. ”

After that, Ying Tao Zhenren bowed deeply to Su Jinge.

The words were a little confusing, but they didn't hinder understanding. Su Jinge took Ying Taozhen's hand and helped her up, not knowing what to say for a while. There was a moment of silence before he said, "I can only do my best." ”

Ying Tao Zhenren looked at Su Jinge fixedly, "The secret of Naluo Ancient Building, the younger generation will continue to find something valuable." If the true monarch can't take the red lotus away smoothly, the younger generation and the descendants of the younger generation will still inherit the mission. ”

Su Jinge didn't say anything more, just shook her hands slightly. "Say goodbye here, I hope that when we meet again in the future, I can give the Hundred Flowers disciples a promise that they don't have to bear the burden anymore."

Ying Tao Zhenren laughed, "Zhenjun knows me." ――May Zhenjun have a smooth journey. ”

Su Jinge let go of his hand, said goodbye again with his jaw, and turned around and flew towards the north.

At a distance, when I look back, I can still see the much thinner figure of Ying Tao Zhenren. Compared with the meeting a hundred years ago, she seems to have changed a lot. Heaviness always makes people mature quickly. How many people in this world can go through the upheaval of the world, and still maintain the original, young and carefree face?

The master gave her the name "Ming Xin", hoping that she could keep her heart clear and keep her original heart. Does this "original intention" also contain another meaning, I want her to always maintain the worry-free nature of her youth.

I don't know if Master is doing well in the other world.

Su Jinge turned around and flew at full speed towards the brightest star in the northern sky.