On the distant mountains, the fairy aura is swirling. Everyone said that it was the place where the fairies lived, and that they should not be disturbed or made loud noise.

The village at the foot of the mountain is inhabited by a few villagers, who live at sunrise and rest at sunrise. Self-sufficient, life is not leisurely.

On the eighth day of the first month of every month, it is the day when their villagers offer sacrifices to the fairies on the mountain.

There is a temple in the middle of the village that houses a statue of a fairy.

The face is exquisite, and the facial features are upright and magnificent. It can be seen that the craftsmanship of the carver is very well understood. The old people in the village, who had the good fortune to see the fairy, said that the statue was expressive, especially the tenderness in the eyes.

That is the love of the world, and the mercy of the fairy.

The children in the village grew up listening to the stories of fairies.

A toddler is pestering his grandfather to listen to the fairy's story.

"When an outsider came to the village, the outsider brought the disease. Instead of informing the village doctor and allowing him to heal, the epidemic spread among the village. ”

It was too late to find out, and even the best doctors in the village were still helpless.

In desperation, those who did not fall ill had to leave their families who had been infected with the epidemic and leave the village. At that time, there were no fairies in the village, and there was no temple dedicated to them.

It is said that the fairy was just passing by this place, and saw that this place was a place where Zhong Ling was handsome, but the people were suffering from epidemics. I had pity in my heart, so I stayed, and found a way to cure the disease for everyone.

This allowed the people in the village to be reunited with their families.

Such great kindness is naturally remembered by the people and passed on from generation to generation.

After the plague in the village was eliminated, the fairy moved to the mountains, and no one saw her again. It is said that the fairy was also the one who suppressed the Xuan tribe, and after an accident on the mainland, he went to support and never returned.

It is also said that there were people who wanted to go up the mountain to find out, to see if the fairy honor was the same as the stone statue. But halfway up the mountain, I found myself in a daze and couldn't find a way out. After a day and a night, the man found himself at the foot of the mountain.

There was still a voice in my ears, which seemed to be a soft female voice, and when I heard it, I felt inviolable.

"Go back, the mountain is very dangerous, don't break in. ”

Since then, no one has ever thought of going up the mountain to investigate, and everyone said that the fairy guarding one side is their blessing, even so, then they should not go up the mountain to disturb the fairy Qingxiu.

Those old people, childish faces, people coming and going in the village, shouting and asking for warmth, all showed in front of Yin Ning's eyes. But that frame by frame picture, Yin Ning has never seen or experienced it, the fairy in the old man's mouth, and the story described make Yin Ning feel very familiar.

The more pictures there are, the more Yin Ning feels that he has a splitting headache.

"These ......" Yin Ning shook his head, trying to drive those pictures away from his head.

No matter what she did, those images didn't go away. On the contrary, it became faster and faster, and finally it was like a flash of light, exploding in the depths of Yin Ning's mind.

She clutched her head and screamed, in great pain.

The person in that picture is not her!

It's not her!

But why is it so familiar?

The emotions mixed in during this period are more complicated, as if there is sadness, there seems to be sweetness, and there seems to be sadness......

What Yin Ning saw was also what Shi Yunqing saw.

All the scenes were displayed in front of Shi Yunqing, he had no expression on his face, but there were a lot of waves in his heart. Her identity is indeed what the Xuan Holy Land shows.

Then this person can't stay.

Shi Yunqing's hand slowly raised, his fingertips moved slightly, although they were all hand enchantments, but the speed was obviously much slower. I don't know why, in Shi Yunqing's mind, Yin Ning's figure actually appeared, and he smiled. The movement in his hand came to an abrupt end.

The journey of the enchantment needs to be completed in one go, and once it stops during the period, it will not only consume spiritual power, but also have to re-enchant.

Shi Yunqing didn't care, shook off his hand that was eaten by spiritual power, and let Yin Ning out. Everyone in the audience saw the smoke on the stage, and after watching for a long time, they couldn't see what was going on inside.

Suddenly, a figure was thrown out, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was Yin Ning, Shi Yunqing was neatly dressed, and stood indifferently in place.

Who wins and who loses, it is clear to decide.

The man on the ground fainted and was unconscious, Elder Yun was worried, and after announcing the victory, he immediately rushed forward and took Yin Ning away.

"Elder Yun, you are in such a hurry, don't you ask what happened just now?" Seeing that he was in a hurry, the Commander stopped him.

According to common sense, they must be able to see through the enchantment of just one student.

But in Shi Yunqing's enchantment, no one could see through what was going on, the Mandate Elder couldn't understand it, and the other two elders didn't see what was going on.

Yin Ning was injured, and the Mandate Elder looked happy, but in the end, he also wanted to explore and understand, and now Elder Yun was so anxious to take Yin Ning back to heal his injuries, and the Mandate Elder naturally stopped it for as long as he could.

If it really disturbed the time of Yin Ning's treatment and could not recover, then it would be even better.

Elder Yun knew that he had always had a lot of opinions about Yin Ning, and now his intention to stop it was also revealed.

"Now that my apprentice is injured, I naturally want to bring her back to heal. If the Elder wants to ask the truth, he should go to Shi Yunqing's kid. Elder Yun's tone was tough and could not be refused.

The appointed elder was not as good as Elder Yun in terms of seniority or seniority, and now that Elder Yun had a good reason, he naturally had to let her go.

The treacherous plan did not succeed, and the appointed elder did not have a good face, and when he turned his head and saw Shi Yunqing's face pale, he felt angry when he saw it, raised his hand, and let him leave.

The two of them won and lost, but the bet they made to each other would not continue to be fulfilled until the two of them had recuperated. Now Yin Ning is unconscious, three or five days have passed, and he still hasn't rushed back.

Qi Han hurriedly arranged for the people of the temple to take care of him, and he hurried back, and what he saw when he came back was still Yin Ning, whose eyes were closed.

In her world, there was chaos.

In front of her, the white mist was vast and unguided; Behind him, it was deep black, there was no way out, Yin Ning, who was standing in place, didn't know where he was going or how to wake up.

Faintly, it seemed that he heard the shouts of a human voice, and it took a lot of energy for Yin Ning to barely distinguish that the voice was from Elder Yun.

But she stood in black and white and responded loudly, but it couldn't reach their ears, even Yuezhao, who was always with her, was not here, and she couldn't be contacted in the sea of knowledge.

For a moment, Yin Ning's heart was a little flustered. But what's the use of panicking, it won't help her get out of here. The steps under his feet were gently tentative, and he walked towards the white mist ahead.

Along the way, the white mist on both sides suddenly seemed to disperse, and some pictures were clearly reflected, the small village that Yin Ning saw during the previous competition, and even the pavilion on the mountain.

The four corners are cocked, a stone table is placed in the middle, and a lot of jade pot teacups are placed on the table, it seems that in the next second, a person will appear, walk into this pavilion, and pour out the tea in the jade pot to drink.

All the scenes are full of life.

The immortal dwelling handed down by the old people is also really magnificent. The waterfall pours down from the cliff, and the pond where it falls is full of flowers, and there are many exotic flowers and plants, all of which grow near the mountain.

Looking up, there are stairs leading to a palace.

At first glance, the palace looks plain and elegant, simple but not shabby. Looking at the past carefully, I realized that the eaves and walls were all made of silver and jade.

It is natural, and there is not a trace of chiseling.