When the Jade Emperor found out, he demoted her to an epiphany that could only bloom for a moment a year, sent the young man to become a monk, and gave him the name Wei Tuo, so that he could forget his past and the god of flowers.

Later, Wei Tuo really forgot the god of flowers, devoted himself to studying Buddhism, and gradually became successful, but the god of flowers could not forget Wei Tuo.

She knew that every year in late spring, Veda would go down the mountain to pick dew and cook tea for the Buddha, so the epiphany bloomed at that time, hoping that Veda would remember her.

But thousands of years have passed, Wei Tuo has gone down the mountain every year, and the epiphany has bloomed silently every year, and Wei Tuo has never remembered her.

Therefore, the epiphany is short-lived, only for Wei Tuo, and later people will also call the epiphany Wei Tuo flower, because the epiphany is seen after the sunset, so it is open at night. ”

Baili Qianmu touched the leaves of the epiphany, I don't know if the god of flowers finally let Wei Tuo remember her a penny, at least this Wei Tuo Temple, this garden full of epiphany, it is said that the first generation of the host named Wei Tuo planted it himself.

"Mu'er, with the strength of my life, I will never let you and me be separated, let you suffer from lovesickness, the pain of suffering, and let you search and wait hard, even if heaven and earth wipe me out, I will not forget who my beloved girl's surname is."

Duanmu Wuxian thought of his explosive departure, leaving not a single word, not even a single divine consciousness could not be transmitted back to her, and he disappeared inexplicably, her panic, helplessness, suffering, and many affairs left after the war.

Although he had a soul spell with her, during the days when he was asleep, because his soul body was injured, the soul spell was also asleep, and he couldn't sense it at all.

When he finally woke up and showed his strength in Shuicheng, he did not suffer too much lovesickness, and he never felt the pain of life and death.

He left all this suffering to her......

When Duanmu Wuxian confessed his heart, a shallow fragrance crossed his nose, and Baili Qianmu clasped a palm on Duanmu Wuxie's face, stopping his soft words, and quickly turned his head.

Sure enough, I saw that the epiphany she was waiting for was gently and slowly timid, and the speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye was constantly stretching, like a bride waiting for a red makeup, lifting her hijab little by little.

When the buds stretched to a certain extent, a bouquet of flowers secretly poked its head out, shy.

The white and transparent buds are delicate and delicate and warm that can't be carved out of ivory, and they are clear and exquisite that mutton fat and white jade can't interpret.

The gentle fragrance is truly a refreshing experience.

Sure enough, the world, always have to walk in person, see to experience the emotion, no wonder the ancients: reading thousands of books is not as good as walking thousands of miles, no wonder people who cultivate immortals to a certain extent always have to walk in the world, open up the state of mind epiphany, after all, this kind of epiphany is not able to get along with mouth, only immersive to feel and experience.

The petals that overlap and interlock closely are like jade butterflies spreading their wings, seemingly timid and delicate, light and pretty, and when they bloom, they are ice and snow, pink and jade, smooth and shining.

The most worthy of praise and singing in this world is the vitality, the vitality of all things, the vitality that can break through thousands of obstacles.

Duanmu Wuxian grabbed the palm of Baili Qianmu on his face in his palm, his lips gently blew on her palm, and even stretched out the tip of his tongue to scrape.

Focusing on the girl who is diametrically opposed to the temperament of the epiphany, the light she spreads envelops her from top to bottom, so beautiful that all creatures are suffocated, how can this garden epiphany compare with her, and quietly tighten the buds with shame.