Danfeng woke up faintly, there was still a faint pain in her heart, two lifetimes of asking her heart, three generations of intercession, three times asking, that life, all made her unable to extricate herself, infinite sinking.

"Who am I? Is it a phoenix? Or fish? ”

Danfeng was dazed, and his voice was sad: "If I am a phoenix, Wutong, where are you?" ”

"If I am a fish, scholar, do you dare to come and see me?"

"Huang, you are still you, why be confused! When the time is ripe, you and I will see each other", Wutong saw its pain, sad and silent, but could not meet, did not dare to disturb each other, gently brushed away the fog in front of it, revealing the path into the mountain.

After a long time, Danfeng woke up from the sinking and twisted his eyebrows and smiled: "I am still me, I came to a small village, nearly a hundred years of cultivation, whether it is a phoenix or a fish, it is just a dream."

"I finally haven't lost my true self", even the lamp spirit was worried about her.

Fortunately, in her dantian, Baolian has a single branch, nine-petal flower pieces, accompanied by eight green leaves, bright and dripping, shaking gently, as if she can smell the fragrance of lotus petals.

And the reincarnation treasure technique, the five reincarnation methods are absolute, the four clouds cover the mist, and the true traces are not seen, so it should be that the cultivation is not enough, and it cannot be practiced. It's a pity that it didn't come to fruition, and one of the six realms of reincarnation was missing, and the nine green leaves were one line away.

Opportunity can not be forced, it is okay to be off the line, raise your eyes and gaze forward, only to see a sheep intestine path, straight into the mountain, walk slowly, while distracted to visit.

As far as the divine consciousness could reach, it was gloomy, and he had no choice but to continue to move forward slowly.

Not much time, has stepped into the mountain gate, only to see a width of dozens of zhang Heihe blocked the way forward, a single tree across the sky across the mountain on both sides of the black river, the mountain is steep, and quite high and deep, three thousand meters of waterfall from this vertical.

The single tree is covered with moss, and some of the branches of the trunk have faintly sprouted.

This place is extremely weird, for the monk can cross the air, but there is a bridge, and this place is mysterious, there can be no ordinary people, since the bridge, flying across must not work, if you have to cross the bridge, just a look, it is intimidating, the chance of falling is ten in 10.

When she was worried, Ichiro Lang sang in an ethereal voice, but it was quite a little vicissitudes: "However, a hundred flowers are left in the water, a single tree and a withered branch are begged in every way, and a petal does not drift away, and there is nothing to be sad about."

The sound fell, and Danfeng stared at the yearning, only to see that he was dressed in white, the clothes were flying, the skin was snow-white, the ebony black pupils were deep but looked a little dazed, the tall and heroic nose, the red lips were lightly opened, and suddenly added a bit of charm, but the whole person inadvertently revealed a bit of vicissitudes

Danfeng felt very weird, but he also added a little pity, such a wonderful person, but he couldn't keep a bunch of flowers.

Ying Ying saluted and continued to persuade: "Fellow Daoist, why bother, a hundred flowers are not favored, there will always be a bouquet of incense, and fate will come."

The man still frowned, looking up to the sky: "There is nothing to do, but I have no choice but to stay together for thousands of years, and I have never been free."

Danfeng couldn't help frowning slightly, this person was too desolate, so he invited him with spiritual wine: "Little girl Danfeng, prepare a glass of turbid wine, have a drink, and relieve the worries of Taoist friends, okay?" ”

"Under the surname Mo, the name is helpless, thank you for your good intentions", the young man in white did not refuse, raised his hand lightly, and started with the jade cup.

"Please" toast to invite, please fall into the square, and have drunk with their heads held high: "good wine"!

Danfeng smiled lightly, amused by the other party's name, poured wine for him, hid the gushing smile, three cups of pure brew into his throat, Mo Nai said heartily: "Danfeng Daoyou, if you want to cross this bridge, do you still want to turn around?" ”

"Of course"

"That's difficult, I can get you through, but I can't send you back, there are three thousand weak water here, and I can't afford to float."

As soon as Danfeng heard the "weak water", she immediately pursed her lips and smiled: "It's okay, just go in", it's really a coincidence, she happens to be not afraid of weak water, and she is benefited by it.

The two of them drank freely, and after three rounds of drinking, they talked more.

"Brother Mo is such a handsome man with a jade tree in the wind, he is not clumsy, and he will lower his eyebrows, why is he so worried?"

"Hey, I don't know, the flowers are good, only one love, three thousand weak waters, only one scoop"

"I see, Brother Mo, where is the beauty now?"

Mo Nai He Jun's face was slightly red, hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "She has been in love with green leaves for thousands of years, but the green leaves are gone, fishing on the other side all the year round, and the girl of Wangmeng is crazy."

Danfeng was shocked when he heard this, and muttered to himself: "This is such a triangular relationship? It's too complicated".

But it was not easy to say it clearly, so I had to say perfunctorily: "Follow the fate, follow the fate."

"That's it, thanks to the pure brew of Daoyou, I will send you to the other side."

"Thank you Brother Mo for your help", the words did not fall, the single tree turned into a small road, flat and spacious, Danfeng stepped up, walked quickly, and in a few minutes, he had crossed the wooden bridge.

But he lost Mo Naihe's figure, thought about it a little, saluted the wooden bridge, and walked towards the mountain gate.

Crossing the mountain gate, the eyes suddenly opened, red flowers everywhere, green trees, but there are small bridges and flowing water, wooden houses are built in rows, and bustling monks are stationed here.

But they are all leisurely, happy, and if you look closely, some of the monks are not human beings, they are all spirits, cultivating and turning into human form.

The spiritual cultivators also saw Danfeng at the same time, and saw that she was a human monk, and she didn't have a good feeling, but she was able to enter this place, and there was no reason to drive her away, and no one paid attention to her, and still did their own thing.

Danfeng was quite embarrassed, and took the initiative to greet all the spiritual cultivators, but it ushered in the cold snort of the spiritual cultivators.

I had no choice but to stay first, and when the time was ripe, I would inquire about the whereabouts of the flower soul and the soil on the other side.

Danfeng is at the intersection of yin and yang, a stay, it is March, in these three months, she worked hard, and you spiritual friends, today to send spiritual fruit, tomorrow to send wine, finally hard work pays off.

During this period, she learned a lot about the legends of this place, and let her know the flower soul on the other side.

The reason why there are many spiritual cultivators stationed here is because there is no law here, no heavenly rules, and no underworld, once you enter here, you can live forever, immortal and immortal, but it is also not protected by the heavenly rules, and there is no promotion theory.

But it is only this hundred miles in circumference, once you enter it, you can no longer get out, whether it is for the spiritual or the monks, it is equivalent to putting on your own hands and feet, and finally trapped in this square inch of land.

And the flower soul on the other side has already cultivated itself as a spirit, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, delicate like the jasper next door, wearing a bright red dress, not bewitching at all, her eyes are as clear as water, bright as stars. With that petite nose, a touch of red lips, and that thin figure, there is really a feeling of "I see pity".

It's no wonder that Mo Nai will keep it for thousands of years, Danfeng deliberately taught him well, and deliberately mentioned the fisherman on the banks of the River Styx to test his reaction.

I didn't think about it, and when I heard it, I cried silently: "When did it happen?" How did he become like this? (To be continued.) )