Mo Qingyi turned around and saw an old man in a black robe standing not far away, his gray hair was a little withered, and his cloudy eyes were full of fierce color, with a bit of shrewdness.

"Second Elder." Mo Qingyi couldn't help but exclaim, and then saluted.

"Your Majesty has sent his subordinates to help the princess."

"There is really Elder Lao, and I need the help of the elders right now." Mo Qingyi was overjoyed and very respectful.

"Tricky?" The second elder raised his eyes and asked.

"Yes." Mo Qingyi bit her lip and admitted, "He is very powerful, no one can defeat him." ”

"Really?" The second elder laughed disdainfully and snorted coldly, "Then let the old man come to meet him, and the princess should not act rashly these days." ”

"Yes." Mo Qingyi thought about it, and still reminded: "Second Elder, his cultivation is very profound, and Second Elder must be careful. ”

The second elder glanced at Mo Qingyi and said, "Don't worry, he suffered extremely serious internal injuries last time, and he won't get better in a short time, so let's just wait for the opportunity." ”

"That's fine."

Mo Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

The night is like ink, and everything is covered with a layer of mystery, covering up many phenomena, perhaps good, perhaps evil, perhaps beautiful, perhaps ugly, perhaps virtuous, perhaps resentful.

Everything, under this gorgeous night, looks extremely mysterious and enchanting.

It's just that I don't know that when the curtain falls, these three thousand flowers, mottled and splendid, are the songs of whose rights and wrongs, whose joys and sorrows are exhausted, and whose lives and lives are exhausted in the book.

Everything is in a predetermined trajectory, just like the sun, moon and stars, quietly rotating and no one can change it.

***

In the next few days, in the early morning, everyone still went to the main hall to listen to the monks' chanting, Su Yunran and Nan Shiyan did not enter the mysterious space of that day again, but whenever they closed their eyes, they would hear the call from the depths of Fuyu Mountain, and they never stopped.

When the chanting ended, when the two of them opened their eyes, they would find that their breath was much clearer, their spiritual power was more refined, and the whole person was very relaxed.

The two decided that they must find time to explore the Jade Temple at night.

Such a passive state has never been the style of the two.

***

"Sister Yunran, I heard that the rohu flowers in the back garden are blooming, let's go and have a look."

Xie Ning entered the door and pulled Su Yunran to start coquettishly, "A lot of people have gone to see it." ”

Su Yunran put down the scroll in his hand, looked at the sky outside, and nodded, "Okay." ”

Not a few steps out of the room, Qin Lan rushed up and shouted, "You wait for me, I'll go too." ”

"Sister Lan is also going?" Xie Ning asked, tilting his head.

"Hmph, Bai Shuyun, what kind of flower did they say like a baby, Miss Ben wants to see what it looks like." Qin Lan walked quickly to Su Yunran's side, with disdain in his tone.

"Bai Shuyun? They? Su Yunran frowned and said quietly.

"yes, it's them, as if they've seen how great those flowers are." Qin Lan snorted coldly, and then said, "And that Yao Ziran, what kind of arrogance. ”

"And Yao Ziran?" Su Yunran asked, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"yes, but it's still a bit out of the place, and I don't know how they found out what kind of flowers they had."

Qin Lan pursed his lips with doubts.

"Presumably, the rohu flower must be blooming vigorously and beautifully, so it attracted everyone to watch." Su Yunran squinted his eyes and said in a calm tone.

"Really?" Qin Lan was a little unconvinced.

"Definitely, yes." Su Yun hooked his lips and showed a meaningful smile, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see his emotions.

"Okay, let's see."

Qin Lan shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

There are already a lot of people in the back garden, almost all of them are some boudoir ladies, Bai Shuyun and Mei Jialu are standing beside Yao Ziran, not knowing what they are talking about, laughing constantly.

"So this is the rohu flower, it's so beautiful." Xie Ningshuang looked intoxicated and rushed to the front.

In such a remote back garden, there are large areas of fiery red flowers, the red is extremely warm, and from a distance, it looks like a scorching fire, which makes people's hearts surge. The flowers are large, standing proudly on the branches, and each one blooms in the most perfect posture, desperate and reckless.