The first 40 chapters are the Blood Lotus chapter, which has ended.

Retrospective.

100,000 years ago, when it all began......

Floating in the sky beneath the huge palace was held up by huge stones, covered with green vines, surrounded by clouds and mist.

It is said to be a palace, but the top is very large, surrounded by courtyards, and you can't see the top of the middle hall when you look at it from the bottom, and it is really shocking to look at.

A man dressed in white sat in the pavilion, three thousand green silk was only tied up with a wooden hairpin, a game of chess was placed on the table, and a glass of white porcelain wine glass was in his hand, looking at the chess game in front of him with some distress, thinking about how to solve it next.

There are many flowers and plants growing outside the pavilion, and one of the peanuts is particularly conspicuous, which beautifully makes the surrounding words look ordinary.

It had a red flower on its thick rhizome, which was only half-open, but the light on it was dazzling.

"Forgot about you." The man smiled helplessly, no longer clinging to the chessboard.

He walked slowly towards the flower, his white clothes were slightly blown by the wind, and when he stood in front of the flower again, he stretched out his right hand, and a scratch appeared on his palm, and red blood came out instantly.

He dripped blood between the stamens of the flower, and only a few drops of the wound healed itself.

The flower shone brightly in an instant, and countless bright red petals flew around it quickly, and the half-opened flower bloomed at a speed that was visible to the eye, and then turned into a woman in red in the light.

She looked at her hand in amazement and touched her face again.

She was born small, with a delicate face and a pair of smart eyes.

"Daddy......? Daddy! She hesitated, then called out affirmatively.

"Nope." He reached out against her head to prevent her from coming closer to him. I was very puzzled and muttered: "How to raise a female doll." ”

He thought it was some kind of new breed with wings or something, but he didn't expect that the cultivated body was no different from ordinary people, the only difference was the blood mole on her forehead, and she was too cute.

"Mother?" She tilted her head.

However, this wide-eyed and serious expression was even more cute, which made Xuan Qing a little overwhelmed.

"You can call me Master." Xuan Qing put his hands behind his back and turned to look into the distance, looking directly at the past, cloudy and mist, vast and boundless.

"Master." She screamed in a good way.

"Well, you are the only divine flower that grows from a seed in the sky and the earth, and the teacher has been pouring you into a human form with divine blood, and the Immortal Emperor said that you are a Weiying flower, so you will be called Weiying in the future."

"Yes, Master."

Wei Ying naturally saw which flowers and plants on the side, lifted the skirt and ran barefoot over there, Xuan Qing looked at her playing by herself with gentle eyes.

I thought that I had been alone for hundreds of thousands of years, and it was not impossible to have a noisy person to accompany me.

Xuan Qing looked at a crane flying around the temple, and when the crane saw Xuan Qing looking at him, he took the initiative to land in front of Xuan Qing, bowing his head and waiting for him to give an order.

"Go and invite the Immortal Emperor and say that the flowers have grown." Xuan Qing said, in a soft tone.

The crane lowered its head, called out, and left the temple with a wave of its wings.

"Master, Master, what kind of flower is this?" Wei Ying squatted in front of a blue and white gradient flower, and asked Xuanqing in surprise.

"That's Bing Linghua, eating it can keep your face forever."

"Can I pick it up then?"

Xuan Qing hesitated, it was the only Bing Linghua in the temple, although there were many of them before, but they were all taken away by him as a gift, but this is what Wei Ying likes.

"You can take whatever you want in the temple."

Wei Ying, who got the answer, was very happy, carefully picked the flower, held it in the palm of his hand and trotted towards Xuanqing, and said to him: "Master, this is for you, you look good and it looks good." ”

Xuan Qing's heart softened, and his squatting body was almost as tall as Wei Ying, Xuan Qing stretched out his hand and wanted to take Bing Linghua, but Wei Ying directly inserted Bing Linghua into his head.

Bing Linghua is almost as big as Xuan Qing's head, which is inserted straight into the bundled hair, and there is a kind of shaky feeling, which looks a little incongruous, but it makes people feel that Xuan Qing is a man who has changed from Bing Linghua, and he is very good-looking.

Xuan Qing was reluctant in his heart, but Wei Ying kept looking at him with a bright look in his eyes, so he still gave up and didn't reach out to take the flower down.

Xuan Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it really seemed like he was raising a child, but he really didn't know how to explain it to others when he had such a big child at a young age.

"Little girl, teach you how to learn words for the teacher, you see that you are so old." Xuan Qing nodded consciously, he had to take the child in the right direction, not like the late Qing Dynasty, who was more than 200,000 years old and still like a hairy child.

Think about it in case such a cute child has to cultivate into a male body in the future, and then take a bite of Lao Tzu......

But he will never let Weiying become the second late Qing Dynasty.

"Practicing characters?"

"yes." Xuan Qing walked towards the pavilion.

Wei Ying followed, holding the skirt for fear that the skirt would step on him.