A picture appeared in front of Zhou Hao's eyes, a purple-clothed girl with a small bird on her shoulder looked at a young man with a smile, and said, "What's your name?

"My name is Lan Mo. The young man hurriedly said, bowing his head, not daring to be disrespectful.

The girl in front of him has a very high status, and his fate can be decided with a single sentence.

"Where is this?" Zhou Hao looked at the scene in front of him.

At this time, he felt very strange, he was both like this Lan Mo and like an independent consciousness, silently watching everything in front of him.

"Lan Mo, then you can stay here and help me take care of the artistic conception fruit tree in the future. The girl in purple smiled.

Not far from her, a huge purple tree grew.

Huge area, usually few people come, only two people stay here.

The purple-clothed girl is named Zixin, and she is a star source sect that specializes in taking care of the artistic conception fruit tree, she has a strong wood talent, and she is also very good at cultivating the artistic conception fruit tree.

As for the young man, he is just a very ordinary disciple of the Star Source Sect, with average talent, but he also has a unique way of studying trees.

The peaceful days were passing slowly, and there were not many waves.

In the area, many exotic herbs and trees grow, lush and vibrant.

A small river flowed slowly, and some small beasts were jumping in it.

On the fruit tree, a girl in purple sat on a branch, smiling smartly, and the breeze blew, driving her long hair, flying gently.

There was also a small purple bird on her shoulder, chirping softly. She was teasing the birds, and from time to time she let out a crisp laugh.

And below her, a young man was sitting carving a wooden carving in his hand.

"Lan Mo, what's the use of you carving these?" Zi Xin jumped down from the tree and said curiously.

"It's a hobby of mine. The young man Lan Mo said with a smile.

After getting along for a long time, he is not as cringed as he was when he first arrived.

"What a strange hobby. Zi Xin tilted her head to look at it, lost interest again, and said, "Now I'm going to cultivate the Artistic Conception Fruit Tree." ”

Lan Mo nodded, put away the things in his hand, and followed closely behind the girl.

......

"Xiao Zi. ”

Time passed quickly, the picture changed, and a crying sound came, Zi Xin looked at the purple bird that had lost the breath of life in her hand, and tears kept rolling down.

Lan Mo was silently by her side.

In the time that followed, Zi Xin was in a very low mood and was often stunned alone, while Lan Mo was always not far from her.

"Zixin, look. A few days later, Lan Mo stood in front of Zi Xin, waved his right hand, and wood carvings appeared on the ground.

Zi Xin looked at it in a daze, these wood carvings looked like the purple bird.

"Zixin, I have carved out Xiao Zi, and its mind will definitely stay in it, always by your side, and accompany you. Lan Mo smiled.

Zi Xin gently picked up a wood carving, and tears flowed out of her eyes at once.

She used to be alone here, with only the birds keeping her company, and for her, the purple birds were completely her family.

When her family died, she seemed to have lost everything, and her heart fell into darkness, but now there was a glimmer of light in her heart.

"Lan Mo, can you teach me how to carve wood carving?" After a while, Zi Xin suddenly raised her head and looked at Lan Mo Dao.

"Absolutely. Lan Mo smiled and nodded.

......

Time is passing, and the two of them are taking care of the artistic conception fruit trees together, studying together, calm and fulfilling.

Without the purple bird, the girl's favorite thing is to stay by Lan Mo's side and watch him carve wood. A faint feeling rose.

However, although the two know each other's intentions, they don't say anything.

"Haha, Zixin, I have finally cultivated the branch of the Artistic Conception Fruit Tree. At a certain time, Lan Mo's face was full of excitement.

A small purple tree appeared in his hand.

"Great, with this branch, we can plant a second Artistic Conception Fruit tree again. Such a great meritorious sect will definitely reward us. Zi Xin said happily.

They couldn't help but clasp their hands together.

Rumble!

Suddenly, several terrifying auras appeared in front of them, led by a middle-aged man.

"Bold Zixin, our Xingyuan Sect asked you to take care of the Artistic Conception Fruit Tree, but I didn't expect you to go against the rules and fall in love with an ordinary disciple Lan Mo!" the middle-aged man said angrily.

"Sect Master, we haven't violated any regulations, this is a new artistic conception fruit tree that we have cultivated, and we are willing to contribute to the sect. Zi Xin hurriedly knelt down and said.

"Hmph! Every person who cultivates the Artistic Conception Fruit Tree needs to put all his mind on this, since you violate it, you will be punished accordingly according to the regulations. ”

Rumble!

The middle-aged man waved his right hand, and a huge light curtain appeared, separating the two.

"Zixin!" Lan Mo shouted anxiously.

On the other side of the light curtain, he couldn't see it at all.

"Lan Mo. After Lan Mo's words fell, Zi Xin's voice came.

"Sect Master, let Zixin go, everything is my fault, I violated the rules, and I am willing to be punished. Lan Mo pleaded.

"Lan Mo, you have cultivated a Artistic Conception Fruit Tree to cancel out your mistakes. Now I give you a chance to cultivate two artistic conception fruit trees again, and then you can meet Zixin. The middle-aged man said.

"If you can't cultivate it, according to the rules of the sect, you can still see Zixin if you pass through the most difficult nine levels in the sect and become the most core disciple. The key to open the light curtain space is in this ninth staircase, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man and several other figures disappeared as soon as they moved.

"Zixin, you wait for me, I will cultivate two artistic conception fruit trees as soon as possible, and then rescue you. Lan Mo said.

His talent was ordinary, and he knew that he could not break through the nine ladders, and could only cultivate the Artistic Conception Fruit Tree.

"Well, I'll wait for you. The two were talking through a huge curtain of light, but neither could see anyone.

......

One picture after another unfolded in front of Zhou Hao's eyes.

Zhou Hao's eyes gradually became blurred, his consciousness was drifting, and he didn't know where he was going.

Airplanes...

Suddenly, a fluctuation came from his mind, and on the ninth staircase, Zhou Hao opened his eyes.

"Is this the illusion on the ninth ladder?" Zhou Hao said silently in his heart.

The illusion is not himself, but the experience of Lan Mo and Zixin.

This experience is even a bit bloody in Zhou Hao's opinion, and the people who are in love are forcibly broken up because of the rules.

"What is the final outcome of the two of them?" Zhou Hao wanted to see the final ending.

Wow!

Suddenly, a strange black spar appeared, floating silently.

"What is this?" Zhou Hao was stunned for a moment and took the black spar in his hand.