At that time, Qingying and Yixing were locked up in Tianhe, Yanshan Tianhe, and they were personally escorted by the heavenly soldiers, and the people present at the time were also wandering monks, Ahri said that the wandering monks were the masters of Zhao Li's previous life, and what is the relationship between the wandering monks and the selfless, these mysteries still need to be solved, and we decided to find my no master first.

When I entered the WTO, I said that I was going to Penglai to find a secret treasure, and I told Zhao Li not to leave Baohua Temple, otherwise I would suffer from reincarnation.

The road to Penglai is far away, and Ahri has a trick and changes to a boat.

The boat goes retrograde along the Tianhe, along the way you can see the vast and dense stars floating in the Tianhe dream, when passing by the mountains and rivers, see the strange stones and strange trees all over, the distant sky floats a few sounds of three clear and wonderful sounds, although the scenery is harmonious and beautiful, we have no intention to look closely.

Not after the three of them arrived in Penglai, legend has it that Penglai is a small world derived from the dream of the ancient gods, in short, it is a fantasy, it is said that the people here do not drown in the water, they are not afraid of fire, it is a place of bliss.

Although there are houses carved and painted in Penglai in front of you, there are flowers and green trees, and there are flowing clouds and mist, but there is no half of a figure, which is inconsistent with the rumored Penglai Immortal Mountain.

I slandered in my heart, this ancient god may be an elegant person, but a lonely person, otherwise there are countless treasures here, why is there no living being?

We didn't know how big Penglai was, so we didn't dare to look for it separately, Ahri folded a paper kite, and instantly turned into a colorful finch, and we followed behind the colorful bird.

Flowing clouds and thick fog, when I entered Penglai, I knew what the mirage that the world said

There is a very strong spiritual imprint here, and the will of the ancient gods is clinging to this small world, and Ahri does not dare to cast spells, so we have to follow the paper kite.

I don't know how long it was, but after walking for about several days, I finally found Master Wuself in an uninhabited house, but unfortunately he had passed away.

The appearance of the selfless master when he sat down was quite strange, I saw him sitting cross-legged in the middle of a room, pointing forward with his left hand, and his facial expression still carried the regret of his death.

Although Master Wuself is not a high-ranking monk, he is a really good monk, and rumors about him are often heard in the mortal world.

The selfless master of the pharmacist hall of Baohua Temple is good at pharmacology, there are often people under the mountain who have incurable diseases to ask him for medicine, and there is a response to people's needs, and they can be cured when they respond, and the people under the mountain pass it on by word of mouth, and the master of selflessness is a living Bodhisattva in the world, no need to advertise, and the women in the boudoir like me can often listen to the maids talk about it.

Why would such an open-minded and benevolent master sit on such an island with regret on the outer island? Why did he die? Why regret it?

We lay down on the bamboo silk mat, his body was soft, as if he was asleep, only the left hand stubbornly pointed ahead, and he couldn't soothe it.

This place is full of weirdness, and we don't dare to rush around, so we have to look for any clues from the selfless master.

At dusk, it rained in the fairy territory, and the Penglai Wonderland recorded in the classics was a fairy mountain where the sun and the moon never night, and the four seasons were bright, and I had never heard of rain.

I opened the window and looked out, and saw a woman standing under the peach blossom tree in the distance under the rain curtain like a beaded curtain, she was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and a small bell was tied to each of the twelve umbrella bones.

I hurriedly called Zhao Li and the others to come and see, Ahri said that this is an illusion, an imprint in the memory of the ancient god before his death, and he must not disturb the things in the illusion, otherwise the world will collapse.

The three of us leaned on the window lattice to look at the woman in the rain, as if waiting for someone, waiting for a moment, she lifted the plain veil on her face and sighed slightly, her eyes were clear and clear, but her face was faintly anxious.

The wind and rain were urgent, the crisp peach petals were blown by the wind, the woman helped the black jade forehead ring worn on her forehead, exhaled as if determined, and pushed open the heavy door of a building behind the peach blossom tree, the woman did not appear again, and then a man appeared in the rain, looked around in place for a moment and left.

The rain stopped suddenly, where is there a Qionglou Yuyu in front of you, where is there a flower beauty, only one side of the ruins is lying there.

The three of them got close, and saw that behind the broken wall was a Huaze, sparkling, and it didn't seem abrupt in the dream realm where there were no fireworks.

The place where the woman disappeared is here, and the place that Master Wuself is pointing to is also here, I don't know what is the mystery of this Mizuzawa?

Ahri approached the waterhole and bowed a handful of water, and the droplets rolled in his hand, and after a moment they turned into a fist-sized bead, and I looked at it with great amazement, and the condensed object was the same as the one that the wandering monk had given to his father, and it was like a twin bead.

What is this called? Called the blue sea and the tide? Is it a bead that Xuanwu holds in his mouth?

At that time, everyone thought that this was an amazing pearl, such a treasure, what else in the world could match it? Who knew that in this Outer Immortal Mountain, there is such a pool, not surprised, not surprised?

Such an "ordinary" pool of water, I don't know why the selfless master was full of regret when he passed away, we wanted to look for anything special in the pool, but the rain fell again, and we had to hide back to the place where we had stayed.

The sky is full of rain, and the air is filled with a fragrance, which is refreshing to smell.

Ahri took a drop and put it under her nose and sniffed: "This is the smell of love, this is not rain, this is the tears of the old gods!" ”

It has been ten days since we came to Penglai, we basically grasped the rules of this place, every day the woman will appear under the peach blossom tree by the waterhole, and it will rain when the woman appears, and we chose to go to the waterhole at the beginning of the morning to explore.

In addition to the clear water of the pool, there is no special place to find, the Qionglou behind the pond has long been unable to find the evidence that can be regarded as the building, the edge of the pond is full of grass, there is no illusion in the half of the beauty.

I wondered if this waterhole was not said in the book, which can make people soar in the daytime? Or is there something else that works for it?

Time seems to stand still in the illusion of Penglai, there is no change of sun and moon, no change of time, the dream of the ancient gods is so eternal, but we can't wait.

When the hour came, the woman appeared under the peach blossom tree on time, and the three of them followed her into the door.

When I got closer, it was like a flame planted in my body, and the fire burned in my throat, and my whole body was so scorched that it was about to smoke.

The flames in the furnace were tumbling, and a piece of stubborn iron in the middle was burned all over the body, and the stubborn iron was not in sight, but the patterns of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers were faintly engraved on it.

Zhao Li took me into his arms and walked back, looked at the furnace in front of him nervously and said, "Quickly retreat, this is the furnace of heaven and earth, and the Xuanyuan Sword is refined!" ”

Xuanyuan Sword is an ancient divine weapon, the sword of the Yellow Emperor, the origin of this artifact has now passed thousands of years, and the recorded classics have different opinions, and there is no way to verify the authenticity.

The woman watched from the edge of the furnace for a while, sighed faintly, and a crystal tear slowly fell down the almost transparent skin from the corner of her eye, looking sad and lovable.

The woman looked back at the way she came, bit her lower lip, the blood on her face was gone, and her lips opened lightly: "Brother Ji, Qing'er will go first!" The flames of the furnace had dyed her white dress blood-red, like a rose blooming in the afternoon.

Finally as if I had made up some kind of determination, the oil-paper umbrella with twelve umbrella bones jingled with her footsteps, and the woman jumped into the furnace, I was so shocked that I wanted to reach out to grab her, Zhao Li hurriedly hugged me tightly in his arms.

The flames of the furnace exploded, only to hear the loud sound of the stormy waves, the golden light illuminated the entire Penglai realm snow-white, the fire in the furnace was extinguished, and Xuanyuan was sword-turned.

The rain was overwhelming, and the location of the furnace instantly merged into a pool, and the buildings behind it collapsed in response, and only the divine weapon was suspended in mid-air and shining in all directions.

This paragraph is the most heart-wrenching part of the ancient gods, I didn't know what this rain looked like before, but now I feel so cold that my breath is frozen when I am drenched on my head, and the cold air penetrates into my body, and my internal organs feel the coldness, which makes people feel a sense of despair.

Zhao Li took off his coat and draped it over me, and walked back with me in his arms, the furnace behind the gate had been extinguished, and the sparks were scattered on the ground, and the surrounding grass and trees had already turned to charred ash, and there was something in those black and rumbling ashes that was particularly dazzling.

I shook Zhao Li and pointed to the mass to show him.

Ahri picked up the object from the ash heap, and after the rain, he saw that it was a weapon, which was Zhao Li's Dragon Breaking Halberd.

It is rumored that the artifact is born, and there will always be some "defective products", although it is a defective product, it is also a great magic weapon, after all, there are only a few artifacts.

The rain stopped, the dragon-breaking halberd in Ahri's hand disappeared, the illusion ended, I was frozen to death, my limbs were unconscious, Zhao Li carried me back to the residence, and saw that the hand of the master of Wuwu who was pointing forward had been put down by himself at some point, and his face was peaceful with his wishes.

Master Wu has left Baohua Temple for many years, there is no way to know when he passed away in Penglai, the master's body is not rotten, I am afraid it is thanks to the aura and special environment in the illusion, if you take his body out of here, I am afraid that it will become a white bone when Penglai comes out.

Zhao Li and Ahri wanted to take the body of the selfless master out to find a place to bury, I was so cold that my consciousness was almost blurred, Zhao Li found a bed brocade quilt to wrap me up, and asked me to wait for him to come back in the house.

Soon after the two of them left, the wind blew, and the candle flame in the house jumped and then went out, and there was no rain outside, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves mixed with a jingling bell, and the fragrance of peach blossoms was full, making people's brains make up a gouache painting of spring and March.

The door creaked open, I sneezed trickily, the girl holding the oil-paper umbrella stood outside the door, her lips were tightly pursed with a bit of stubbornness, the wind blew the bell on the umbrella bone jingling, she looked up at me, her voice was like an eyebrow bird and said tactfully: "White Lotus, long time no see!" ”

I wasn't so scared, just like an old friend who came to get together on a starry night, thinking that I should let her into the house for a cup of tea, and the brewing emotions turned into a sentence in my stomach: "Qing'er girl? ”

She didn't answer me, just looked at me fixedly, and then said, "Why are you here?" ”

Although the woman's appearance was cold and detached, it gave me a sense of familiarity, and we may have known each other a long, long time ago, and I trusted her, and I briefly told her about my experience during this time.