(xxvi)

And the simile finally seemed to understand something, and kept saying that it was not me that you loved, but now I am me.

To Yi Qing's ears, these words were simply a little upside down and confusing. It's not me, it's me, it's a big head.

However, why did she appear here, who was she, where should she be, Yiqing herself fell into a confusion of thinking, and she couldn't extricate herself.

What is the relationship between the gorgeous ancient lady in the past, as well as this simile with bright eyes and good dancing with long sleeves, and why does it pull her soul, unable to escape or break free.

She wants to go back, but where is she going back?

Underworld? Reincarnation? Transmigration?

It seemed like a good choice, but why didn't she think it should be like this?

Just after Yi Qing fell into the illusion, in a delicate main building on Haoqiong Mountain, two young women with beautiful faces were talking.

"Pavilion master, do you think this little girl can succeed?" This is a beautiful and elegant woman with an extremely beautiful complexion, who looks about twenty years old. The eyes are burning, the eyebrows are exquisite, and the cheeks are slightly pear-ed, which is really ethereal.

The strong light reflected from the ice and snow shone on her face, making her complexion even more crystal clear and soft as jade.

Although the woman tried her best to make herself look a little more dependent, the slightly worried voice and slightly clenched fists of her hands all showed her nervousness.

"Holy Maiden, don't you understand the meaning of God's own regulations for tens of thousands of years?" The one who spoke was obviously the Pavilion Master of the Immortal Spirit Pavilion who had just spoken to Yi Qing.

If it is said that the holy woman is a rare woman, then the pavilion master of the fairy pavilion must be regarded as the appearance of the country and the city, with waves in his eyes, the years are quiet and peaceful, the dark eyes are as clear as a stream, the eyes are calm and soft, there is an indescribable cold smile like an epiphany blooming in the world, beautiful, pouring into people's hearts, there is a holy beauty, and people will remember her at a glance.

This pavilion master is more like the saint chosen by God than the saint who just opened her mouth, pampered and humiliated, leisurely, and fearless.

"Holy Maiden, the avenue is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine, so leave one. Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things; All things have birth and death, life or death, death or life, all of which are creations. Whether we can grasp this line of vitality or not is the will of God, so why force it. If Master and her old man learn that after 10,000 years, your mind is still like this, I'm afraid it will be ......."

The voice of this pavilion master is like a fairy sound, which is beautiful and beautiful, and goes straight to the hearts of the people, so that people will be convinced unconsciously.

"But......" Before the saint could argue something, she was interrupted by the pavilion master.

"Just look at it." The pavilion master elegantly poured a cup of tea and said casually.

And Yi Qing in the mouth of the two, the situation is not good at this time, so many memories are mixed together, so that she can't tell what is reality and what is illusory.

"Pavilion Master, the heart demon ice has turned red." The holy woman's pupils shrank, and she said a little anxiously.

"Pavilion Master, isn't it, is this the person we are waiting for?" The holy woman looked at the pavilion master with her eyes like a torch, and urgently needed her affirmation.

"Holy Maiden, it's not that there are no people who have made the heart demon Xuanbing red in the past, but aren't all the results a failure? Why rush, there are results. The pavilion master was still calm and unwavering, and nothing seemed to make her face change.

The corners of the saint's mouth relaxed, and she said a little boredly, "Master, how could her old man accept a cold-hearted apprentice like you, it must be that the master will not be sad, and the master will leave this fairy spirit mountain, and he will not know where to go for tens of thousands of years." ”

The saint said to herself, not noticing at all that the cold-hearted person in her mouth did not have a trace of a smile on her face at the moment, and even the eyes that had been quiet and peaceful for those years flashed with a trace of pain at this moment.

"Since you are so optimistic about her, why do you have to dissuade her so much to let her stay and climb this Haoqiong Mountain? If there is anything left behind, it will definitely be saved. Heart Demon Xuan Bing, that is what the master left behind, the person who found the destiny of heaven, and the one who protected the Immortal Spirit Mountain without worry. The holy woman asked, full of questions.

What the saint didn't say directly was that the people under the Heart Demon Xuan Ice were so easy to save, this seemingly crystal clear, unstained 10,000-year-old Heart Demon Xuan Bing was actually covered with blood.

In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been countless people who have gone to the Fairy Spirit Pavilion to obtain elixir exercises, but there are very few successful people, no, it should be said that she has never seen anyone who can successfully climb the top of Haoqiong Mountain.

In the past, only those who had been tested by her and the high priest for their divine power were qualified to climb the mountain. However, without exception, they all fell into the magical realm of this Haoqiong Mountain, unable to extricate themselves, and finally turned into a pool of dry bones.

And the little girl who is in the heart magic realm is only asking for two life-sustaining pills, which may be a rare treasure in the outside world, but this fairy pavilion is not worth mentioning at all.

Originally, it was easy to obtain it by completing one thing for the Fairy Spirit Pavilion, or pawning some things of the same price, but I didn't expect that today, the Pavilion Master, who had always been cold-hearted and cold-hearted and ignored the world, would make an exception to speak.

And she and the high priest had no right to question her words, so they had to watch here with her.

She has a trace of sympathy for the little girl at the moment, if she can't successfully reach the top, I'm afraid that she will become the nourishment of this heart demon Xuanbing again, and there will be another lonely soul in this fairy spirit mountain.

She scoffed at what the Pavilion Master said about coming to the rescue. Don't say whether she will come to the rescue, even if she does, you have to see if her cultivation is enough, and if she wants to save people from the heart demon Xuan Bing, I'm afraid that the only one who wants to save people from the heart demon Xuan Bing is the mysterious master.

The Pavilion Master didn't answer the Holy Maiden's question at all, but his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Her mind was far away, thinking of the master who left suddenly tens of thousands of years ago, the master who had always loved and added to her, and her heart had been dark for many years.

After the treasure of the heart demon Xuan Bing, the destined person who could choose the fairy pavilion, returned, the master who was chic and free, loved her to the bone, and responded to her requests, disappeared. Instead, there was a master who treated her distancingly and politely.

She fought, she messed around, she even seduced him shamelessly, but he didn't care at all, and she just wanted him to give her more relationships.

After she plucked up the courage to confess to him, the master refused her without hesitation, without caring about her face at all, and was not tactful at all. (To be continued.) )