"Grandpa." Zhi'an's voice was a little choked, "I'm willing to show you the flowers blooming and falling." ”

The old man shuddered suddenly, turned around slowly, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Do you know, what are you talking about?" Zhi'an nodded firmly, "Since you saved me, I should repay the kindness, if it can fulfill your wishes, I will not go to the world in vain." ”

"Child, your life has just begun, and a lot of beauty is still waiting for you, do you know that your cultivation has been almost worn away by this wasteland, if you forcibly show your true body, maybe it will be wiped out, and there will be no recovery?"

This sentence made Zhi'an hesitate a little, she never thought that things would be so serious, just like a game of chess, one piece is wrong, maybe it is a whole loss.

Seeing Zhi'an thinking, the old man added another sentence: "The old man's wish is just a simple wish, and what you want to give up now is a good life." ”

The old man's words surrounded her ears, and Zhi'an didn't know what she should do, how to decide, and in desperation, she closed her eyes and said silently in her heart: "Master, if it were you, what would happen?" ”

Suddenly, the picture of himself falling next to the so-called spring flashed in Zhi'an's mind, and then the scene of the old man rescuing himself and taking care of him, followed by the old man's bleak back leaning on the door frame. Scene after scene, intertwined, Zhi'an gradually found the answer.

Since it has been decided, there is no need to delay any longer, Zhi'an didn't say a word, and the family walked outside the door, spread his arms, and silently recited the mantra in his heart, only to see the bright begonias floating by, and Zhi'an also smiled, innocent, without a trace of impurities. The old man sat on the door frame again, watching Zhi'an in front of him reveal his true body little by little.

Zhi'an is a red jade begonia, which is a rare treasure in the world, but mortals with the naked eye do not see that this begonia tree that shelters them from the wind and rain is actually a priceless treasure. The red jade begonia flowers bloom for one season, and the petals are bright red like blood, like jade, which is as spiritual and dazzling as jade. When the flowers fall in one season, the begonias fall one after another, but the flowers are not withered, they are still bright red like blood, spreading all over the ground, adding some vitality to this wasteland.

As the old saying goes, "Flowers bloom and fall, and another year goes around." It only took half a day for Zhi'an to see the flowers bloom and fall, and when it was finished, the consciousness gradually disappeared, and he took on a human form and fell to the ground.

Zhi'an's sleep is three days. When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were full of Venus, as if I had been punched hard, and I had a headache. "Oops! It hurts to death! As soon as he touched his head, Zhi'an felt that something was wrong, and he was very pleasantly surprised in an instant, "I'm not dead!" I'm not ruined either! ”

"Naturally, how could my apprentice die?" The old man's voice sounded, and the old man walked in with a bowl of medicine. Zhi'an was very puzzled, "Apprentice? There's no such thing as a futile here. ”

The old man smiled heartily, and then said, "You! You are my apprentice! ”

Zhi'an squirted out a bite when he heard this, and before he could wipe his mouth, he explained: "Grandpa, are you mistaken? I have a master! ”

The old man shook his head, laughing without saying a word. Zhi'an said, "My master is very good to me. "How good is it?" The old man asked, taking the medicine bowl aside.

Zhi'an thought for a while and came up with a reliable answer: "Master accompanies me in my practice, no matter what happens to me, he always does his best to help me and shows up when I need it most." ”

"Oh? Is it that good? The old man smiled unabated, still touched his beard, and said, "Then if I just want to take you as an apprentice, but you don't want to be my apprentice, what can you do?" ”

As soon as Zhi'an's eyes rolled, he quickly knelt in front of the old man and kowtowed three times, which made the old man at a loss. Who knows, after Zhi'an kowtowed three heads, he shouted: "Grandpa, please be worshiped by your granddaughter!" ”

When the old man heard the shout, he shook his head for a moment, and then he understood in his heart, "You girl is smart. The old man held out his hand to her again: "All right! Get up, count me as your granddaughter! After getting the old man's approval, Zhi'an straightened up, took the old man's arm, and said coquettishly: "Hehe, it's good to have a grandfather!" ”

For this sudden intimate contact, the old man was still a little uncomfortable, but Zhi'an was very likable by nature, so he didn't push it away.

Weaving took the old man's arm and returned to the study of the hut. Then, he couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour, and asked directly: "Grandpa, there is one thing that I still wonder about, why did I show my true body and still survive?" ”

The old man looked at her with a kind face, "Haha, I thought that anyway, my cultivation is too much to use, so I might as well give you a use for thousands of years." ”

"Thousands of years!" Orian exclaimed in surprise: "You gave me thousands of years, so what should you do?" ”

The old man seemed relieved, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's you, your cultivation has grown too fast all of a sudden, and you need to cultivate well." Zhi'an nodded, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart, "Why did you choose me?" ”

The old man seemed to expect her to ask such a question, so he stood with his hands in his hands and said: "On that day, you will still be yourself in the face of illusion, and you will not lose yourself, this is a try; I carry something, and you come up to help me barefoot, this is the second; In the end, you showed me a bad old man to bloom and fall, and experienced life and death, which is three attempts. What did you understand? ”

Weaving thought about the old man's words in peace of mind, isn't this just like this mortal world now? Thinking of it, Zhi'an spoke: "Just like the chaos of the world, if you can maintain your heart and not be disturbed by the outside world, you can get out of the illusion and be born." It is out of this heart that I will help you, goodness. The third time, the flowers bloom and fall, life and death, life and death, life is also death, death is also life, it is precisely because I have seen through life and death that you are willing to help me pass on these thousands of years of cultivation, right? ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction, looked at Zhi'an, and said, "You don't look like a little girl, but more like a woman who has experienced troubles." ”

"In front of my grandfather, I look like I'm showing." Zhi'an smiled mischievously, took the old man's hand again, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, in short, thank you for saving me twice." ”

After hearing this, the old man suddenly became serious, "In the future, you must not go into the wasteland alone." ”

"Grandpa, did you find anything?" Orian asked. The old man sighed: "This spring seems to be a spring, but it is actually the sap of the ancient vine. Once someone can't resist the temptation, they will die in Huangquan and become the meal on the plate of the ancient vine. You see, I haven't saved a single survivor before you. "Well, I see, thank you grandpa." Although Zhi'an listened to it with palpitations, he still pretended to be indifferent and continued to chat with the old man.

"Zhi'an, in fact, helping me is helping yourself, do you know?" The old man asked. Zhi'an nodded, "To help grandpa fulfill his wish is to help me survive?" ”

"You're half right, you're half wrong." The old man added: "Actually, it is a thought that flowers bloom and fall, but you can give your life because of this thought, which is a great righteousness." But after you gave your life, I couldn't bear it in my heart, I would have cultivated half my life for you, you helped me, I helped you, this cycle repeatedly, it was fate. The old man paused, and added: "What I have not seen clearly in my life has finally been understood in you." ”

Zhi'an looked at the old man, trying to understand him, but he couldn't see through. As if seeing the nervousness on Zhi'an's face, the old man suddenly got up, yawned, and said, "I've said so much today, but I'm a little tired, Zhi'an, starting tomorrow, grandpa will teach you spells, remember to get up earlier!" ”

"Gotcha! Grandfather! Zhi'an returned to his former liveliness and didn't think about these nerve-wracking things.

When Mo Xuan and the three of them came to the demon world, they cast a spell to cover the aura on their bodies, and they could only look for it around the demon world, but to no avail. In desperation, Mo Xuan took out the begonia, put it in the palm of his hand, and tried his last strength.

However, things were unexpected by everyone, the begonia actually emitted a faint light, heading towards the northwest of the demon world, Xiaobai was shocked in his heart: "It's a wasteland!" ”

Mo Xuan had already guessed in his heart that there was only one place in the northwest of the Demon Realm, and that was the wasteland! If Zhi'an is really there, I'm afraid it's more than auspicious now. At this time, Xiao Bai reminded beside him: "Your Highness, don't cast spells for too long, although you are on the edge of the demon world now, the demon queen's minions are everywhere." ”

"Hmm." Mo Xuan held the begonia, put it on his sleeve, put Xiaobai in his sleeve, and took Liyuan to the wasteland.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the wasteland, several people were blocked by a gust of wind and sand and squinted their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, they found that they could no longer find the way they came, and there was a yellow sand everywhere, extremely barren.

Mo Xuan looked up at the sun, frowning: "The sun changes direction for a while, and it is not conventional, so we are lost now, and we must find a way to find the direction." ”

Li Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Your Highness, the wasteland is a barren land in the demon world, there is no grass, and the direction of the sun is not accurate, how can I distinguish the direction?" ”

"How not?" Mo Xuan seemed to think of something, so he released the little white in his sleeve, "Wai Yuanjun, you must have a way." ”

Xiao Bai did not turn into a human form, he was still a little tiger, and nodded slightly, "The blood jade in my body can indeed distinguish anger, but I need His Highness's help." Mo Xuan didn't think about it, and said directly: "Okay!" Then he analyzed: "Just now, Begonia still has the breath of Zhi'an, which means that she is still alive in the world, and in this wasteland, there is only one place." Mo Xuan and Xiao Bai glanced at each other, as if they understood each other's intentions.

Since he had a goal, Mo Xuan began to convey true qi to Xiao Bai, and the blood jade in Xiao Bai's body was faintly restless, and involuntarily, he walked towards the north. Li Yuan was overjoyed when he saw this, and the foresight of His Royal Highness in his heart was secret, originally he couldn't understand why he wanted Xiao Bai to come here, but now he found out that it must be because Xiao Bai is a person from the demon world, and he is familiar with this place after all.

In this way, the three of them embarked on a new journey.