Chapter 6: The Clouds Disperse
Besides, the woman Bai Xiaomuxuan, who jumped into the body, recalled her life when she fell.
He healed and saved people, full of kindness, and no one was killed. Love is not enough, and no one knows about death in vain. Why can the enemy live well, and I died, and fulfilled the two of them, from then on love and love, husband and wife with him...
Master, if there is an afterlife, I'll come to you, I'm too tired...
Bang!!! Frightened a flock of birds perched in the trees, scattered and fled...
Bai Xiaomuxuan closed her eyes, her breath was gone, she couldn't tell the difference between life and death, and the huge impact made her body like a broken rag doll, blood! Covered her face.
Slowly, her consciousness became farther and farther away, Bai Xiaomuxuan could feel that her body was rotten into a mess of meat, thinking of being eaten by snakes, insects, rats and ants like this, she was unwilling, and the light in her eyes wanted to be extinguished......
Whoa—whoa
A clump of I don't know what, it seems to be a flower? Forehead? It's coming
At the last second of the critical moment, the flower of life fused into Bai Xiaomuxuan's body, and the rich aura instantly overflowed the whole person, and it was continuously repaired, from the depths of the bones, to the meridians, to the joints, the scratched face, the broken hair, and finally wrapped into a cocoon, which was a long time...
It's long to the flower of life - the flower spirit suddenly found that the aura is not enough!! when the saint wakes up, I'm afraid she won't even be able to change into a human form, let alone protection, when will the saint nun come back?
The seal under the seal 10,000 years ago is ready to be moved, and once the war breaks out, the southern capital will be bloodied again......
In desperation, Hua Ling had no choice but to leave a ring, where there was a large space, and the magic weapon of the saints of the past dynasties, the Holy Ring, hibernated in a hurry, curled up in the deepest part of Bai Xiaomuxuan's spiritual sea, waiting for ......
In the first year, there was a severe drought in the country
In the second year, the country was flooded
In the third year, it was rumored that it was a punishment from heaven, and the general of the state of Fuguo took advantage of the chaos to launch the army, and the king of Anhou pacified the war, and his son-in-law Huan Xiqing was awarded the title of Duke of Dingguo
In the fourth year, a group of immortals suddenly came to the country of Qi, and they heard that they could breathe fire in the sky...... The fact is that entering the palace is like no one, and only a few people know what is happening, and then disappear
In the fifth year, a hundred flowers bloomed in the country, whether it was a season or not, and it was rumored that it was a blessing from God.
Under the dark cliff, there is still no man's land, the fog is vast, and a dazzling and beautiful human cocoon is still in the same place, exactly the same.
It was accompanied by the old tree next to it, the cocoon shook for a while, and suddenly, the dazzling pillar of light rose to the sky,
After the surging spiritual power, the aura was fully opened, and then returned to the bottom of the cliff.
Cultivators everywhere felt this momentum, and the surging pressure made the low-level cultivators fall to their knees, and it was involuntary fear.
Especially in the nearest country, the crowd was in turmoil, and the animals could only cower and remain motionless until the pillar of light disappeared......
Bai Xiaomuxuan opened her eyes, and carefully found that a golden light flashed in the depths of her eyes, as if she was reborn, and her whole temperament changed, no longer suffering from gains and losses, no longer afraid, no longer merciful to the enemy...
She swore that if she wanted to be a person in person, without half a point of cultivation, then her cultivation would be higher than everyone else. If you have no power or power, then teach power.
The first thing Bai Xiaomuxuan saw was the ring on his finger, a thick and simple atmosphere, a fancy that he couldn't name, as if he had carved a sword...
"Do you want to try blood"?
"Who? Come out" Bai Xiaomuxuan turned her head left and right, but she didn't find anyone.
"The master is a fool!"
"Shhh Pingbai's finger actually cracked a hole, there was a faint smell of blood, and a drop of blood melted into the ring.
Bai Xiaomuxuan found that the scene was different, the soft grass, the gentle breeze, let the leaves of the fruit trees fall, a wooden house, there was a flower garden in it, there were two or three small fish in the pond, silver tails, big red eyes, swimming cutely.
A small person is fanning the wings behind his back, stopping in mid-air, with a round face, a little baby fat, waving his small fists, puffing out: "It's been so long to come to me, angry"
The old man's girlish heart - "Whose child are you?"
"You are my master, not anyone's family, and besides, if I don't follow you, who else can I follow." The little man's mouth is getting high,
Bai Xiaomuxuan was stunned, I don't remember this second cargo...... Who's going to take it?
The machine spirit got angry, "Hmph, you can see for yourself"
Pulling Bai Xiaomuxuan to stand by the pool, she could see it very clearly, and she didn't know what to do, because she was stunned.
I saw a woman on the water, with a slender waist, a white skirt, complex workmanship, pearl ball-like embroidery, revealing shoulder-length collarbones, generous and elegant without losing innocence, long hair fluttering like a fairy, as if returning with the wind.
Full and small lips, a slightly pink face, a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, delicate and white skin, and big eyes, bright and bright, just by looking at it, it feels like it is defiling the goddess.
"Is this me?" Bai Xiaomuxuan pinched the flesh of her face fiercely, I'll go, it hurts.
The face she knew was no matter how different than 108,000 miles, and she was about to become another person.
In the past, she could only be regarded as a beautiful woman, maybe a woman with a little ability, but now she is the rhythm of a goddess every minute, after all, she even looks at herself in a daze.
"That's what you are, the Five Spirits Holy Body" The little man was also happy
"What's that?"
"You just need to know that you can cultivate,"
"Can I still cultivate?" Bai Xiaomuxuan was about to cry, how many years had she been practicing, she had been sneering and sneering, she had used all the methods, but there was no possibility
"A martial artist is not suitable for you to cultivate at all, what kind of broken thing is that, you don't even bother to step on the soles of your feet" The villain seemed to feel a sense of accomplishment, and there was that pride and pride between his eyebrows.
"Go inside and get it"
"What do you want me to take?"
"Just go in and you'll know"
Bai Xiaomuxuan pushed open the door, and the biggest thing was the big bed hung with a pale green curtain, the kind that could sleep a few people. A large fluffy quilt with a dressing table on the side, a large mirror, a dazzling array of rouge gouache, a windbreaker, two rows of bookcases, and a rocking chair.
I dream of one day when I am alone, basking in the sun, lying on a rocking chair, a table or two of fruit wine, a few plates of snacks, reading a book, sleepy, waking up and eating......
"What do you think", the machine spirit went over with a brain, "As far as your cultivation is concerned, you must not be eaten when you go out."
"Oh! It's not okay to be crooked, "Who's this bear child, I don't want it."
A book floated over, Bai Xiaomuxuan held it in his hand, and the bland book, printed with the White Holy Spirit Formula, had not yet been opened, and flew directly into his forehead.
A sharp pain came from my mind, and countless fonts flew all over the sky, like naughty children, running around, and there were countless of them...
"Meditate on the spot, palms down, follow the spirit recipe" Ji Ling looked serious,
Bai Xiaomuxuan endured the pain and followed the guidance, she also understood that she could no longer be a waste, and no one would dare to bully her when she was strong.
The night passed...