The picture is still until a door opens, and it is Prunella grass that opens.

She was wearing a sprout green skirt, with a belt of the same color tied around her waist, and her waist branch was slightly playful.

Only the front half of the hair was combed, several braids were tied on the top of the head, a green head rope was tied with a bow, and the back half of the hair was softly draped behind the back.

After she opened the door, she looked at the rainstorm outside, took two steps, reached out to catch the rain flowing in the ditch and smiled, it looked pure and lovely.

There is a hundred-year-old tree in the courtyard, which shades the sky and the sun, and there is a pavilion supported by low wood under the tree, and a stone table and four stone benches are simply placed, and teacups and teapots are prepared on them.

Slightly poetic, the summer withered grass saw that the rain was lighter, and the stone bench was not wet, so he ran over and sat down.

As he was sitting, the sky suddenly became dark, and because the inner courtyard where Xia Kucao lived was in the form of a courtyard house, the lighting itself was not good, so the sky was almost completely black in an instant.

Xia Kucao was slightly curious, she stood up and stood in the courtyard to look at the sky, only to see a lightning bolt tearing the sky apart, Xia Kucao was stunned for a moment and wanted to run to the room while it was bright, almost instantly, the hundred-year-old tree cracked and flowered.

A thunderbolt struck the prunella grass, and the pavilion behind it collapsed, and a piece of wood hit the back of the prunella, and the prunella staggered to the ground, and her hair stood up.

Prunella was struck by this earth-shattering thunder, and the moment she fell, she trembled all over, like an electric shock, and her whole body was like charred carbon, and she fainted.

The sky slowly brightened, and at this moment, I don't know what force swept the prunella grass and streaked across the sky like a ball.

This power took her over the roof, flew over the big tree, and headed in the direction of the Holy Maiden Temple, and finally hit Xia Zizhu who was in the sky when she landed, and both of them fell to the ground unconscious.

Ji Zigong's blood was boiling, and he exclaimed: "Sure enough, it's a saint, the trees are all torn apart, it's okay if she is hit, there is no magic mirror like this, who knows who she is, tsk......"

After Ji Zigong finished speaking, he squatted down, looked at Xia Kucao, and felt a faint pain in his heart, could this be the arrangement of fate?

He just saved this woman in the morning, and now he is suffering like this, new injuries and old injuries, and suddenly became a saint of the Wu clan, maybe he will still be his concubine in the future, if he doesn't save her in the morning, what will be the consequences?

Ji Zigong pushed the prunella grass on the ground with his hand, and called lightly: "Hey, hey......"

Prunella's whole body suddenly became hot, and Ji Zigong retracted his hand, and saw a small red flame burning around Prunella's body, and the red flame burned around Prunella.

Ji Zigong immediately stood up and asked the patriarch, "What's going on?"

The patriarch's face was slightly tired, and he sighed and had to admit: "This is a unique skill given by the heavens to the Holy Maiden, and the former Holy Maiden will give her a warning in the dark, this phenomenon is just a hint to us of the Wu Clan, she is the eighth Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan." ”

Ji Zigong looked at the flame and nodded with palpitations: "It seems that the Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan really has the skill of destroying the heavens and destroying the earth, this is really the blessing of our Southern Chu Kingdom, today this king has witnessed the demeanor of the Chosen Holy Maiden, and it is not in vain to come to this trip." ”

By the time the flames had gradually disappeared, the black charcoal on the ground had returned to its former glory, and the clothes and headdresses had not changed at all, as they were.

Ji Zigong had to admire, this face was white and pure, and it was really exactly the same as in the magic mirror just now.

The patriarch said in a deep voice: "The major elders, please take a rest, the holy woman has been born, and the magic mirror has recognized the master!"

When the Great Elder finished his work, he immediately said, "So which one is it?"

The patriarch knelt in front of Xia Kucao and said, "This is, come here, help the holy woman up and sit on the throne of the holy woman." ”

The rest of the elders knelt down with their hands folded, the prunella grass was lifted up, and next to the statue was a golden chair, and the back of the chair was carved with the tail of a peacock.

Prunella leaned back on the chair, and the peacock's tail instantly turned a tender green, which matched the color of Prunella's clothes.

The Great Elder and the others were so excited that while kneeling down, they recited the ancient Wu language, and Ji Zigong couldn't understand a word.

The patriarch asked Xia Zizhu on the ground to lift his heart, and looked at the proud summer withered grass, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes.

Xia Kucao was arranged into the Holy Maiden's Mansion on the same day, and the house behind her was next to the Holy Maiden's Temple.

Prunella slept groggyly, and always felt dew dripping on her forehead, cool.

It felt like it was about to run into her ears, and she had to wipe it away with her hands.

"Open your eyes and see!" someone was talking, in a voice ethereal but a woman's voice.

Prunella opened her eyes, her face gradually changed, and she was startled, she stood in the middle of the water, but she did not sink into the water.

Prunella was shocked, and suddenly remembered, but couldn't remember what happened, could this be another dream?

She took a tentative step, and a circle of waves rippled on the surface of the water, and there was her reflection in the water.

"I didn't expect you to have no spells. The woman's voice came again, and Prunella immediately searched everywhere, but there was no one around, but the drops of water kept dripping on her forehead.

"Although you are a saint, you have not learned any spells, and you don't even have the ability to achieve quick results overnight, so you can't see me yet!"

Xia Kucao understood the woman's words, she scratched her head and said confusedly: "Who are you, what are you talking about, I am a pig farmer, how can I be a saint?"

"If you can see me, everything will naturally be understood, it seems that it is still very difficult for you to inherit the power of the Holy Maiden overnight, but I can stay in the world for seven days.

In these seven days, I will come to you every night, you must not be lazy, I will first sprinkle you with poplar nectar, wash your bones, so that you can double your skills in a short period of time, and also pave the way for what you will learn next. ”

Prunella grass hurriedly touched the water on her forehead with her hand, it turned out that this was poplar branch nectar? Isn't this the legendary holy water of Yaochi?

Xia Kucao said speculatively: "You are a master of the Wu Clan who has ascended to immortality?"

There was a faint smile in the air, Xia Kucao felt that this person was not malicious, and she said, "Come to you again tomorrow night, you may be able to see me!"

Xia Kucao was a little curious, but also said depressedly: "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed, I don't have the talent to practice, from childhood to adulthood, I can always dream of all kinds of martial arts, but it's useless to me!"

"How can those carving insect skills be compared with the skill of my witch saintess, although I don't know why I will choose you as a saint who has no skills, but since it is determined by heaven, it is the will of heaven, I will do my best, you must not be discouraged and slack, otherwise the entire witch clan will be ruined!"

"So serious?" Xia Kucao twisted her fingers nervously, and explained a little helplessly: "But what I said is also the truth, I really can't practice well!"

There was silence in the air, and no one answered the words of the prunella, and the prunella shouted around the water a few times, but no one answered.

Or is this the damn dream, a dream I've had for more than ten years, either related to water or fire, and those words just said can't be that water demon fooling me, right?"

She shouted into the air: "Hey, water demon, don't try to trick me anymore, you have been comparing in front of me for more than ten years, it's all bullshit, after I planted it from the tree that day, I have already sworn that I will never pay attention to you again, hum!"

Prunella talked to herself the whole time, and no one paid any attention to her, until she said she was tired, and then she figured it out, lay on the water, calm, yawned, and fell asleep.

Two lines of words appeared on the water: "My heart is to the bright moon, and purity can be born." ”

The word seemed to be blown away by the wind, and all of it got into the ears of the prunella.