The wind lifted the white robe, and in just a moment, the white ink fairy appeared in front of an inconspicuous dilapidated courtyard wall. He stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows furrowed, and his eyebrows were rare and solemn. A gust of wind rose, causing the peach-red begonia flowers in full bloom on the ancient trees to jump and break free from the branches and fly with the wind. A few mischievous begonia flowers fell on the white figure standing under the tree, and he reached out to catch one of the fallen begonia flowers, and his eyes were surging with some unknown emotion. (Mother....... Your favorite begonia flowers are blooming again) I saw his fingertips move, and the fallen flowers that were swept up by the wind floated on the surface of the water, drifting into the distance along the flowing water.

The vines were rapidly fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and two stone doors covered with moss traces were exposed to the sun, and a circular pattern was inlaid in the center of the stone gate, which was a guardian beast with intricate patterns. At this time, it sensed something, and spun rapidly, only to hear a "click", and the heavy stone door slowly opened outward, and the door faintly revealed a golden light. The White Ink Immortal walked and disappeared into the golden light, as if it had never appeared, and the stone gate slammed shut behind him.

As soon as he entered, several purple dragons circled overhead, and bursts of majestic chanting were heard. Bai Mo Shangxian walked on a path made of white jade bricks, secretly observing the anomalies of the Holy Realm. On the turquoise lawn on both sides of the road, the white rabbit is hiding in the grass and jumping, the nine-colored deer is bowing its head and chewing the fat fairy grass, the colorful butterflies are dancing, a few golden phoenixes are perched on the plane tree with their eyes closed, some unknown exotic grasses grow under the tree, and the golden snub-nosed monkey pulls the vine from one tree to another, a harmonious and beautiful scene, and there is nothing abnormal.

Unconsciously, Bai Mo Shangxian paced onto a bluestone slab bridge. He lowered his eyes to see that the bottom of the bridge was still a pool of cold ice that had not melted for thousands of years, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pointed pink object under the ice, which seemed to want to break through the ice, which suddenly attracted the attention of Bai Mo Shangxian. He cast a spell with his hands, and a white fairy aura wrapped the pink; Flipping his hand again, a flower bone with cold air around his body was quietly suspended in his palm. "Millennium Lotus!" Bai Mo Shangxian exclaimed in a low voice, and for a moment the emotions of puzzlement, shock, surprise, and nostalgia surged in his eyes. Bai Mo Shangxian lovingly put the young lotus (here specifically the unopened lotus) into the underwear, let the cold invade the chest to stimulate the heartbeat to speed up, and slowly disperse its cold with the warmth it emitted.

He gently touched his chest with one hand, just as the biting cold of the beginning. "Heh~" A touch of bitterness flashed at the corners of his mouth, he turned around and sat down on the bridge decadently. Closing his eyes, he saw his mother holding the little him with one hand, standing on the bridge, and waving the other hand at will, "Knock... Boom... Boom..."Something broke the ice. Before he could speak, the mother turned around and squatted down in front of him, gently rubbed his fluffy hair, and said softly: "Mo'er, remember that no matter what happens in the future, the thousand-year-old lotus flower in this pool will always protect you like the mother concubine." The young man looked at his mother's serious expression and nodded obediently.

The picture turns, and it goes back to that day. He hugged his mother's gradually cold body, and screamed heartbreakingly, and the snowflakes falling in the air were not as cold as the pain of bereavement. He stiffly maintained a kneeling posture on one knee, I don't know how long it took, time seemed to stand still, and in the white world, only he and his mother who slept peacefully in his arms were left. A thick layer of snow fell on them, and the snow covered them, suspiciously a white jade statue forgotten in the world. His eyes were dark, the sky was spinning, his body lost control, and he slammed into the ground, and finally his eyes were white. The sound of noisy footsteps, panicked cries, mixed with the whistling of snowflakes blown by the cold wind, still echoed in my ears.

Bai Mo Shangxian gently fluttered his eyelids, pulling away from the painful memories. There was ice in his eyes, and the temperature in the holy realm dropped by several degrees suddenly, and the immortal pets he saw when he entered the country didn't know where to hide at this time. Chest? There was no cold before, but there was a burst of warmth. (Mother...... I won't be cowardly anymore this time! He stood up, looked around the Sacred Realm with a determined gaze, and walked quickly towards the exit. The stone door opened from the inside, and after the faint golden light dissipated, the White Ink Immortal appeared in front of the original courtyard wall. The wind passed, and the begonia flowers pressed on the branches, nodded, dozens of petals were blown off, and there was still a figure of white ink on the fairy.

Jiuqu Pond. Dressed in white, standing on the nine-curved bridge surrounded by a white jade railing, he hunted in robes. He took out the young lotus, wrapped it in a transparent bubble condensed by immortal magic, and sent it into the pool. Entering the pool, the transparent bubbles naturally burst, and there is an extra pink bud in the pool, which is inconspicuous in the lotus pond.

Bai Mo Shangxian leaned sideways on the railing, brushed a bend of the pond water with one hand, and the clear water droplets dripped from between his fingers on the young lotus, and the pool water wet his sleeves, he didn't care, he took out a pot of peach blossom brew from his sleeve, and raised the wine pot with his left hand and poured it up. When the wine entered, the tip of the tongue was filled with the sweet aroma of wine, and the wine that had not yet entered the mouth moistened his clothes, and there was a faint peach blossom fragrance on his clothes. In a trance, he seemed to be back in Peach Blossom Valley. Under the peach tree, a woman in a lotus pink dress smiled coquettishly and took his hand and coquettishly said, "Yi~ You're here." (Yi, original name: Baili Yi, the name of the first Baimo Shangxian during the tribulation) Her eyes flowed with fox-like cunning, which made people indulge in her eyes and feel pity.

The moonlight is like flowing water, and night falls quietly. A gust of cold wind blew and brought a hint of coolness, Bai Mo Shangxian retracted his thoughts, his consciousness was sober, not half drunk, his eyes were cold, and a clear voice broke the silent night: "The concubine said: 'You will always protect me. 'Forever, maybe too far away for you. I promise you a worry-free life, and you will be by my side like this, okay? He was answered by a silence. He shook his head helplessly (obviously not drunk, but saying such crazy things, what am I expecting?). Young Lotus who has not yet been born in the spirit of wisdom, it seems that I am really drunk! ）

When the volley patrol passed by the Jiuqu Bridge at night, he saw such a picture: the bright moonlight poured on the body of the white ink fairy, and the white clothes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white veil, like a jade side face, soft and mysterious, and the stars were also dim. Volley was stunned for a moment.

Feeling a gaze, Bai Mo Shangxian got up and walked in the direction where the volley was, passed by, and dropped a sentence: "Take care of it." ”

Ling Kong hurriedly bowed his head and responded, "Yes." Silently wrote down what the Immortal Jun had explained. When he looked up again, a white corner disappeared around the corner. Ling Kong approached the place where Bai Mo Shangxian was just now, and his eyes were a familiar pool of water lilies, and there seemed to be an extra flower bone in the pool. (Lotus?) Is it an existence that is very important to the Immortal Monarch? Volley suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued to patrol elsewhere.

With the careful care of the sky, the water lilies in the Jiuqu Pond are growing gratifyingly. On this day, Ling Kong was casting a spell as usual to pour the morning dew (collected from the leaves of the purple rhombus tree, containing spiritual power) to the water lilies in the pool, Ling Feng came out of nowhere and interrupted the volley, and the hand of the volley cast the spell paused, forcing the discomfort in his heart. No one noticed that a wisp of black qi burst out of the volley's body and disappeared above the lotus pond.

Ling Feng exclaimed curiously: "Kongkong, how did you do the work of a gardener?" ”

Ling Kong rubbed his eyebrows, his expression was not very natural: "Ling Feng!" Don't mess around. Has Professor Xianwei practiced immortal arts? ”

Ling Feng pursed his mouth: "Not yet." ”

Ling Kong Zhengse said: "As the guardian of Lingtai Mountain, you have a great responsibility, and if you can't practice immortal arts, you know that you can't afford the consequences." ”

"Got it, I'll go." Ling Feng knew that he was at a loss, and the green figure reluctantly walked in the direction of the martial arts training platform.

Ling Kong was not very relieved, and paused and said, "I personally supervise." The green and blue figures left the Jiuqu Pool one after the other.

Nine hundred years later......

A pink water lily in the Nine Curved Pond has cultivated spiritual consciousness, its name is Liuli, and in a few days it will be the day of its transformation.

On a sunny day, the sun hung lazily in the sky, the birds sang happily in the trees, the warm sunlight sprinkled on the turquoise Jiuqu Pond, and the calm pool surface was shining with a little silver light. Liuli was bathed in the sun, quietly waiting for the thunder to come.

In an instant, the sky changed suddenly, dark clouds surged in, the sky was dark, and large dark clouds gathered above the Jiuqu Pond. The clouds were secretly accumulating strength, and from time to time a small tail or two of lightning flashed in the clouds.

The first powerful heavenly thunder pierced the sky and quickly slashed towards the small glass of Jiuqu Pond. In the pitch-black Jiuqu Pool, Liuli couldn't help but be a little worried. Before it had time to think about it, it instinctively mobilized the spiritual power around it to resist this first heavenly thunder.

After the first thunderbolt fell, its originally tense body loosened (it was so dangerous just now!). Almost turned into a scorched flower) Liuli couldn't help but make up the picture of herself being killed by lightning: a scorched yellow lotus still has a wisp of green smoke on its body, and it disperses as soon as the wind blows, thinking of this for no reason A bad chill.

In the distance, in a modest room. Bai Mo Shangxian clearly heard the thunder in his ears, and turned to look out the window. I saw dark clouds in the sky and thunder surges. Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning, pinched a trick, and disappeared into the room.

I saw that it had dodged the first thunder, the second and third...... The thunderbolt slashed at the glass one after another, as if it didn't want to give it a chance to breathe.

Above the tall building, Bai Mo Shangxian looked at the lotus demon who suffered from the catastrophe not far away. (How did the demon end up here?) Could it be some intention? He decided to wait and see.

Liuli carried enough aura in her whole body, desperately resisting the falling thunder. (It's almost fast, and the last thunder is still before it can be successfully transformed, so you must hold on!) ）

The last Heavenly Thunder gathered the power of the previous eighty Heavenly Thunders, and it roared angrily and rushed towards Liuli. Poor Liuli has endured dozens of thunderstorms in front of her, and with her current physical strength, she may not be able to survive this catastrophe. (Even so, I'm betting on my life's cultivation...... Bet you won't lose! I stubbornly used the few spiritual powers to resist the last heavenly thunder) The last heavenly thunder fell on Liuli's body, and it clearly felt that its meridians were burned, and it even smelled a trace of burning from itself.

(It can't die!) At least not yet! Bai Mo Shangxian's fingers skillfully pinched a trick and saved Liuli, who was tortured by the thunder.

Liuli, who had been scorched by the thunder, felt a cool liquid flow into his body, repairing the meridians it burned. His body seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more abundant. Gradually, a little white light shone around it, (could it be...... Was the Crossing a success? The pink thousand-petaled lotus flower slowly bloomed, and at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, the illusory figure slowly materialized from the bottom up. After an unknown amount of time, the transformation finally ended. The true body of the lotus flower disappeared, and a girl in black was suspended in mid-air.

Not long after he was transformed, his spiritual power didn't seem to be stable, and he was scurrying around in Liuli's body. She no longer has any extra spiritual power to control the spiritual power running around in her body! As soon as his body went limp, he fell straight to the ground.

A blurry picture flashed quickly from Bai Mo Shangxian's mind, and when he wanted to see it clearly, the picture disappeared. (The person in the picture feels so familiar to me, as if I've known her for a long time.) Who is it? Who is ......? There seemed to be a voice in the back of my heart telling me: I must save her. Otherwise, you will lose your most important person...... There has never been such a gaffe as today, as for why you decided to save her? I can't tell if it's because of compassion, or because of that unknown emotion? Without thinking much about it, he hurriedly flew to pick up the little girl.

Before falling unconscious, Liuli vaguely saw a white shadow flying towards her. His eyelids were so heavy that the last wisp of consciousness fell into a coma.

A trace of worry appeared on Bai Mo Shangxian's face, he flew towards his palace with Liuli in his arms, and instantly moved to his room, gently carrying the little girl in his arms to the bed.

It was as if there was darkness all around, and nothing could be heard or seen. Liuli only felt a pair of warm and powerful arms hugging her, and the tip of her nose came with a good smell of orchids.