The faint figure is faintly not far away, the sassy evening breeze blows through the dense forest, scattering the clouds and mist, the figure hidden in the dark light and shadow, the plain clothes seem to be the lotus flowers that have not entered the night, scattered in the wind, as if in an instant through withering and blooming.

was blown by the wind like this, and her inflated heart calmed down a little, and she thought carefully that she hadn't done anything wrong...... What is so great that it will be retribution. It's a big deal to beat yourself with well water and not to violate the river water, multiple friends and multiple roads, and then admit to running away. Thinking like this, I emboldened myself, and strode towards the shadow of something I don't know.

That Qianying has to say that it is also extremely beautiful, but her beauty is more depressed and can't dissolve the smoke clouds, Huang Mo looked at her and stood under the side tree again, looking up at the tree, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes.

She stood in the middle of the great courtyard, the tree in the center almost dead, the dry branches twisted into a twisted shape towards the sky, the moonlight leaking out of the branches, but through her, a tiny light appeared around her, faintly shining in the darkness. She turned to look at Huang Mo, her eyes meeting like a thin layer of frost covering the tree in early winter.

"You're really not human." Huang Mo settled a few feet away from her, in order to prevent her from suddenly getting into trouble, Huang Mo also had a buffer reaction belt: "What are you trying to do when you brought me here?" ”

Her eyes rolled, and with a rippling streamer, she looked at the tree.

"I have no ill will. I'm glad you're the first to see me. She suddenly spoke, her voice as ethereal as if she was submerged in water: "I'm really happy...... When your eyes fall on me......"

Huang Mo thought that he was the only one who saw something unknown floating in the Moon Palace, coupled with her ethereal voice, the cold behind her was even worse: "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Don't you ask me why?" The woman asked as she returned her gaze to Huang Mo.

"Generally, this kind of scene is nothing more than two situations." Huang Mo talked about it: "The first is that you and I have a love and hatred, and you want to repay the cause and effect with me, and the second is that I am born heterogeneous, which is the specificity hidden deep in the blood, so that I have to shoulder a different mission like a protagonist." Okay girl, since I don't know you, it's not the first one, so please finish it quickly, and let me get the task to do the strategy. At the end, he added: "Oh forgot to say, to be short, I still want to sleep tonight!" ”

The woman was speechless for a long time, hesitated and struggled for a while in her heart, thinking that even if she couldn't fulfill her wish, it would be good to find someone to complain.

Her story is very long, and it looks like she wants to finish her past and present life.

When Qinghe first saw the outside world, it was in the summer of thousands of years, she was the first to survive in the human world, the six paths in the world, and the tree can only take root and survive in the three thousand pure land, this tree is the first sacred tree that can be transplanted to the human world, Shushan is a rare place in the human world, and it is extremely difficult to survive in Shushan, in the tenth year of planting, one hundred finally succeeded in one. She was awakened by the persistent call of a person, and there was always something good about the so-called first survival. She opened her eyes from the long darkness, and saw a man standing under the tree, he raised his head and kept staring at the tree, and saw that she finally trembled and sprouted, and the inky pupils suddenly lit a candle flame, and the frost on her pale face seemed to be blown away by the light, and turned into a gentle spring, and the veins flowed into her eyes and heart.

She is a demon born in the tree, the sacred tree should have taken root in the divine realm, but it was transplanted to the human realm, and it was still inevitably contaminated with mortal dust.

If she was born in the Nine Heavens, when she can cultivate her body on that day, she may be able to be crowned with the title of honor and included in the immortal book when she lands. But because the place where she was born is the mortal world, even if she can cultivate spiritual wisdom, she has long been contaminated with vulgar dust and can only become a monster. But she did not resent the man who brought her to the mortal world, she was born by his expectations, and he had been waiting for her appearance for many years. Because of the previous failures, this seed was cultivated by his painstaking efforts. She always knew that it was his hard work day and night that allowed her to struggle to survive in the endless darkness and ups and downs.

Even if she can't cultivate her human form now, she can't speak, but she desperately absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and she just wants to thank him in person.

She has been quietly with him for more than fifty years.

He practiced meditation under the tree, she sheltered him from the sun and rain, he drank tea and stroked the piano under the tree, she danced with the wind, and fell and the flower rained, the petals fell on his shoulders, in the cup, as if he could be closer to him, and each of her petals carried her unspeakable secret words. However, even with such silent companionship, she is already extremely grateful and joyful.

After decades of ups and downs, Changfeng has already cultivated the Tao, and half of his feet have stepped into the fairy world, and the years have not left half a trace on this jade-like and gentle man, and she has grown into a big tree. But these decades are still just a flick of a finger for a cultivator, and her cultivation has not improved much, and she still can't speak or move.

And the catastrophe of the human world is coming.

The human world is not as quiet and peaceful as the fairy world, but more of a war and chaos, and it never sleeps. This is exactly the calamity that the mortal world will experience every thousand years or so, and this calamity is precisely because the supreme of the human race has failed to fulfill his duties, but has indulged in lust, has no way, cruelly harms the loyal and good, abolishes the virtuous and loses government, and the purple stars fall from the sky to penetrate the sun, summoning the Son of Heaven to run out of energy. So the princes vied with each other, and the people rose up.

And in this troubled world, the demons are also ready to move, the battlefield of blood killing cold, the horse leather shroud is no one to find, many people who escape the war and famine, seek the protection of Shushan, and Shushan also adheres to the principle of helping the world, helping the people who flee, and because it is a sacred tree in the sky, it is also with a sacred and inviolable immortal aura, which can ensure that the Shushan side can not be eroded under the evil turbidity in the war, and survive the catastrophe.

And this man, as the head of the Changfeng Road of Shu Mountain, is in charge of all things in Shu Mountain. Shushan sheltered a lot of injured people, for a time the grain, grass and medicine were urgent, the head of Shushan was sad all day long, so he gritted his teeth ruthlessly, to open the mountain and open the mountain.