Since seeing Qixia that day, Qinghuo Shenjun has run to the mountain every three or five days. Needless to say, he has a natural affinity for Qixia, and even privately thinks that Qixia is Niangniang, and she is the reincarnation of God Wa.

Before leaving, Niangniang had her last words, saying that in 300,000 years, my Faxiang will reappear in the world, and at that time, an earth-shattering event will happen in the Three Realms, and you must protect her.

He also secretly instructed all things, and sent his beloved maid Mu Qing to take a rhombic flower treasure mirror to Xiniu, Hezhou, Tian'e, Duolun Wood, and wait for someone who is destined.

It was Mu Qing who transformed a male mirror into a bay of lake water, which was a water mirror lake. He built a house by the lake, guarded the treasure mirror, and showed people the marriage when he had nothing to do. Gradually, her fame grew, and people called her the Water Mirror Fairy.

For tens of thousands of years, the land of this side has changed and the conquests have continued, but Shuijing Lake has not changed at all. Therefore, the new monarch opened up the territory and named his country Shuijing Country when he established a new dynasty. To live in this country is like a mirror lake, which lasts forever and remains unchanged.

The other treasure mirror is a female mirror, and Nuwa Niangniang asked Qinghuo to give it to Emperor Changhua. It's Qixia who has this in her hand now.

Wa Shen explained to Qing Huo at that time: "When you see my Faxiang again, it will be the day when the treasure mirror is about to reunite, and the mission between you and Mu Qing will be completed." With that, he turned his head and flew up to the nine heavens, using his body to mend the cracks in the sky.

Qing Huo knelt there, clutching the treasure mirror tightly, crying sadly. Later, Emperor Changhua arrived with a crane, Qinghuo handed the treasure mirror to Changhua, Changhua held the mirror, sighed, wept tears like blood drops, and drips of blood flowed onto the crystal white robe, turning into pieces of red cuckoos.

Until now, Qinghuo can't forget that scene, Emperor Changhua really loves Niangniang!

This painting was also made by Emperor Changhua, did Niangniang already feel it? Did she know that Emperor Changhua would paint a portrait of her?

Qing Huo couldn't figure it out, but he knew that Niangniang was the second great god since the beginning of the world (the first was Emperor Pangu), and her divine sense would not be easily extinguished, since Niangniang's law appeared in the world, I had to protect her well.

Qinghuo is here, Qixia has a good helper, and she doesn't have to look for Yao Bei anymore. Yao Bei is a woman after all, although she is a fairy, it is not good to ask her to do some manual work all the time. Now that there is Qinghuo, Qixia is not polite to him, knowing that these relationships between them are not polite.

Within a few days, the terraces of the entire eastern hill were opened by the god of grains alone, and the big stones dug up were also thrown into the col by him. The next step is to plant tea trees.

Qixia brought a crockpot of tea and stood under the terraces and shouted to Qinghuo to come down and drink water. The two of them went to the nearby forest to find a large flat stone and sat down, and she took out two more buns for him to eat.

Qing Huo took a bite and said with a smile: "This is your girl's bag again, right?" ”

Qixia glanced at him: "You can eat it?" ”

"I'll eat it when I see it." Qinghuo tilted his head and looked at her: "Sister, you don't know, she wraps a basket every day in my temple, and I don't eat it for fear of being abused." ”

Qixia clapped her hands and smiled when she heard this: "This Cuiqin, she is afraid that the god of five grains will not bless her tea field, so she will go to make offerings when she sees Tian'er." You eat her buns, but you have to do things sincerely. ”

Qinghuo nodded: "Naturally, eating people has a short mouth." ”

Solved the bun in three or two bites, poured a breath of tea, wiped her mouth, and then asked Qixia: "Sister, how did the finch hurt?" Tell me about it, and I'll do my best to cure it. ”

Three or two sentences evoked Qixia's sadness, and she said: "It seems that it offended someone and was beaten to death." ”

"Really? Were you •••••• Danxia Mountain at that time? Qinghuo heard her talk about her past.

"Yes, at that time, it was probably because of Ziyi Shenjun's favor to us, we made a lot of enemies, so it is not surprising that someone will attack the finch."

Now that so many years have passed, what I didn't understand before is gradually becoming clear in my heart. The evil in this world is nothing more than the word desire. Profit, the picture is a word of wealth; There is material desire, and the picture is a greedy word; There is *, the picture is an obscene word; The desire to have power is a noble word; There is lust, and the picture is a love word.

I am in Danxia Mountain, hindering the desire for profit, material desire, *, power desire, and lust of individual people. I thought I had no desires and no desires, and I wouldn't be the enemy of anyone, but I didn't expect to end up being killed by both of them!

Qixia told the story of the murder of the finch again, and said that Ziyi Shenjun taught her how to keep the finch spirit, put its body in the brazier and burned it, and recited a few volumes of the death mantra, and its faint soul fluttered back into the painting. In the years since, Qixia has recited the death spell to it whenever she has the opportunity, but she still hasn't been able to recover its mana.

Qing Huo nodded, understood, and said: "If my sister believes me, give me the painting, and I will show it to Que'er, besides, we are the same kind, I can understand its words." ”

"Really?" Qixia was overjoyed: "You ask this stupid bird, who killed it back then?" ”

Qinghuo said, "Okay, I'll ask carefully." ”

After speaking, Qixia took out the painting from her body and handed it to Qinghuo Shenjun. Judge, do you say that Qixia hides the painting on her body all day long?

Anyone who practices the Tao will hide it, no matter whether it is huge or heavy, it can be hidden in the sleeve tube or in the pocket on the chest. These are all subtle spells, and even those with high mana power are not difficult to install a house or move a mountain in their sleeves. Therefore, Qixia carries this precious painting as much as her life with her at any time, and does not need to hide it elsewhere.

Qinghuo wants this painting, Qixiahao is not suspicious, she knows the relationship between Qinghuo and herself, just like the relationship between Emperor Changhua and herself, blood relatives, this is her own relatives.

His relatives, in addition to Emperor Jun and Qinghuo, also have masters, Yao Bei, Ji Sheng's family, and Danxia Mountain's sister Red Lotus ••••••. Qixia thought about it, her eyes turned red.

And Ziyi, how is he now?

Qixia misses that time, the days when she got along with him day and night, and practiced and practiced.

How beautiful it was at that time, I was ignorant, and I was full of curiosity about the world. The finch has not yet had an accident, and it flies around the house every day, joking and talking, and Shenjun and Qixia are often amused by it.

Time flies, and there is no return to such days. Now they are separated by the end of the world, more than thousands of miles, thousands of miles, even if they go back, there will be no more years like that.

When Qixia was thinking about this, Ziyi was also thinking about her under a big tree.

In his hand he rubbed the eight-treasure jewel, which she had woven with her own hands from the strands of hair that had fallen out of her combing of his hair, with colorful silk threads and eight colored stones. This Yingluo has been rubbed countless times by him, and it is soaked with sweat from his fingers, and it has become shiny.

Every time Ziyi took out this thing, she regretted it in her heart, regretting that she didn't protect her well in the first place! I regret that I was careless and pampered a femme fatale like Qingning! caused Qixia to suffer this catastrophe, so that she left the country, and her whereabouts are unknown to this day.

Qixia, where are you? You're giving me a little feeling, where do you want me to find you?!

He roared in the wilderness, and the howl scattered the jackdaws in the trees, and with a long sigh, he flicked his sleeves, and two lines of tears fell and dripped on his sleeves.