Chapter 82: The Essence of Xuanshui (Third Update!)

If Liu Wentian was still awake, he would find that what Li Jiantong presented at this moment was a fatal temptation that was many times more fatal than he didn't know how many times more publicized just now!

No one will know that there was once such a full moon night, the generation of medicine venerable Li Jiantong of the Great Liang Kingdom, this woman who wanted to use the same excuse twice to let her enter Beijing and let her get closer to herself, at this moment, she actually faced the moonlight, in front of a young man who fell to the ground and fell asleep, bloomed her most beautiful delicate body, and sang her life in a low voice!

"Qingqing cuts the eyes, leisurely this heart, but for the sake of the king, wait for the ...... so far"

Li Jiantong was singing in a low voice, and suddenly became tearful.

She didn't know if she would be able to bloom with this extreme beauty in the future!

Tonight, her bloom is not appreciated by anyone, only the starry sky!

She's been waiting for someone she's willing to bloom for. It's just that she has been disappointed for decades!

Perhaps, this is a waiting without an ending!

One one

Liu Wentian didn't know how he woke up, just like he didn't know how he fell asleep.

But he slept very quietly this time, and it seemed that he had never slept so deeply since he could remember, since the beginning of the wild mountain.

Last night, he seemed to have had a very wonderful dream, in the dream, there was a very beautiful woman, like the mountains and mountains, she sang softly, and at the same time bloomed to the extreme.

It's just that he can't remember who the woman is, and he doesn't know if he's seen it.

He only remembered that it was a face that was so beautiful that it was intoxicating, and a soft dress that was incomparably seductive!

Liu Wentian got up slowly, slowly walked to the courtyard, the purple osmanthus flowers were blooming happily, he walked to the place where he had stood last night, looking at the pale yellow hut, his expression was a little trance, and he was stunned.

He felt as if he was missing something he should have been grabbing, like he was grabbing something he shouldn't, but he didn't know what it was!

He remembered that he had been here to admire the full moon last night, and he had smelled the scent of purple osmanthus flowers in the courtyard, and he had smelled a smell that he had liked very much, a fragrance that he had never smelled before.

He seemed to push open the small yellowish door......

And then, there was no then!

His nose, however, remembered the last scent he had smelled.

Taking a deep breath of the fragrance of purple osmanthus, his heart slowly became clearer, he raised his right arm, rolled up his sleeves, and found that the dirt moon on the inside of his arm was still showing a dark purple, which is the color that should be there in normal times.

She suddenly remembered the worn-out parchment roll that her father Liu Xiaoyao gave her, which was the only thing left to her by his demon mother, Gu Yue.

He pushed the exit of the storage space of the Dirt Moon and pulled the parchment roll.

After countless years of washing, this parchment roll has turned gray and yellow, but there is still a mysterious light in it, so he can't help but open it to take a look.

This is a feeling that he has never felt before, and he has not opened it in order to hide his secret, because he can't imagine whether the things left to him by his mother are really only the mantra that his father said to use the dirt moon on his arm, which his father has already told him!

But now, having a moment of leisure, he took out the worn-out parchment again, and he slowly unfolded it.

As if he had been electrocuted in his head, he saw an extremely rich content in it, and at this moment, he slowly untied the rope that bound the parchment and opened the pages of the rolled parchment.

Then, his mind froze. He used his divine sense to combine it with the divine consciousness of Qin Ziyi, the Prime Minister of the Nine Kingdoms, and saw an incomparably rich content in the parchment scroll, which was magnificent in any ancient book that he had never seen!

The words in it do not seem to be human language, but there are many beautiful small characters in it as an explanation.

The first thing he saw was these eight words: Heaven and earth are unkind, and everything is endless!

He didn't know why the frontispiece of the parchment scroll would be such eight words, could it be that this is the proverb of the demon clan in this era, which likes to be used as the frontispiece of any text?

Looking down along these eight words, he saw the mantra for the use of the storage space of the Dirt Moon Record, because he had already heard his father Liu Xiaoyao say it, and when he saw that the content was the same, he skipped it directly.

Then, he saw a few bytes: how to use the honey water essence, when he started, he couldn't see it explicably, but behind the eight lines of words, he saw a line of incomparably beautiful fonts.

"Tian'er, my mother can't take care of you by your side, I specially left you a drop of honey essence, she will transform into a woman's human form in the future, extremely delicate and virtuous, she will accompany you and take care of you!

This...... Could it be that the text inside is the demon script, and all the annotations on it are translated by the mother in human language?

Liu Wentian was excited in his heart, and sure enough, as he expected, his demon clan mother, Gu Yue, who had never met before, left him not only the mantra for the use of the storage space of the Dirt Moon Ji that his father said!

It's just that why didn't my father open the parchment scroll? According to my father, Liu Xiaoyao, he never opened this parchment scroll!

Subsequently, according to the mother's annotations in human words, it turned out that the honey water essence turned out to be an incomparably precious conjugant.

To put it simply, the honey water essence contains three ingredients, peach blossom essence, willow essence and the crystal water at the bottom of the Tianchi pool, after the combination of the three, after absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth over time, there is spirituality, as long as a little nourishment, it can be transformed into a real thing, and even transformed into a female human form!

Liu Wentian sighed that the creations of heaven and earth were all strange, and at the same time looked at the method of how to nourish the honey water essence.

The nourishment of honey water essence needs to be selected in the warm autumn, because this honey water essence is the crystallization of three essences, which is also a great harvest, and it must be released in the harvest season.

Now, with the fragrance of cinnamon and the beauty of autumn, isn't it a good time to release it?

There was a burst of excitement in his heart, and he thought to himself, maybe, after this honey water spirit communicates with people, it will tell more information about his mother Guyue?

After all, which teenager, especially a teenager who has never seen his mother, wants to know more about his mother, even if it is Liu Wentian who has crossed over, but he can't change the fact that he was born to his mother, whose blood is thicker than water!

And his father, Liu Xiaoyao, seems to be reluctant to tell him too much about his mother, and he hasn't even opened the parchment scroll that his mother left for him!

According to the record of the parchment scroll, Liu Wentian found a beautiful blue and white porcelain vase from the house where he lived, filled it with water, and put in some petals with the fragrance of purple osmanthus.

He urged the mantra and slowly released the honey essence from the dirty moon in his arm.

Only an incomparably crystalline drop of water was slowly released from the storage space of the Dirt Moon Chronicle on his arm, and slowly floated in the air.

Although it is crystal clear, there are two things in it that are the same crystal color but different are fluttering with the water droplets, flowing, and turning, one is pink and delicate, and the other is white and flawless, like a peach blossom and a trace of catkins.

Like a baby, the honey water spirit writhed, as if looking for a place to stay.