Nan Que pursed his lips and laughed: "How can you make the pear blossom soup made by the god of Xiyang?" The pear blossom tree is cultivated with her qi and blood, ordinary pear blossoms are snow-white, the flowers planted by the god of the partial Xi Tree have a faint vermilion, half like a pear blossom and half like a peach blossom, I heard that 100,000 years ago it was a rare spiritual tree between heaven and earth, the pear tree she planted bloomed once in two hundred years, and then bears fruit again in three hundred years, it is very rare, it is extremely difficult for ordinary immortals to taste a product, but it is a pity that since the god of Xi Tree fell asleep, the pear tree without her blood and blood will wither, and it is difficult to find it in the world! ”

When Mu Xi heard this, she sighed, thinking that such a rare tree really couldn't be planted by herself, she was a little discouraged, but then she thought about it, the emperor respects affection, if he sees the pear blossom soup, even if it is not the soup made by the pear blossom tree planted by the god of Xiluo, he will also be moved, as long as he is moved, it is very likely that he will teach himself the immortal method after he is moved.

Mu Xi said that he would do it, and asked Beixiu to bring her some pear saplings back by the way when she went out to collect medicine, saying that she would plant a courtyard full of pear blossoms in the backyard of the Netherworld Temple, and when the flowers bloomed all over the garden, it could not only add a little color to this cold temple, but also make pear blossom soup, which was really a double win.

After Nanque, Beixiu, and Donggui knew that Mu Xi was going to plant pear trees, they all came to persuade with a smile: "Mu Xi, are you stupid?" Our Netherworld Temple is located in the Netherworld God Realm, and there is no sunlight all day long, so it is difficult for all grains to grow, but how can you grow this pear tree? It's ridiculous! ”

Mu Xi waved her hand, and only asked Beixiu to find some pear saplings for her, and didn't need to worry about the rest.

In order to be able to eat the good dishes made by Mu Xi every day, and no matter how crazy she was, Bei Xiu really found hundreds of pear saplings for her, and after giving them to Mu Xi, she couldn't help but smile and wave her hand, looking like she was waiting to see her joke.

Mu Xi was not in a hurry, and first went to the Lechuan River to carry a lot of water and store it in the backyard.

Nan Que saw her use the water of the Lechuan River to plant pear trees, and she laughed even more: "Muxi, are you crazy?" The water of this Lethe River is used to make mortals forget the past, how can it be used to water the trees? ”

Mu Xi didn't care about Nanque's ridicule, he planted it directly, after planting, he looked at the pear saplings in the garden, his heart was happy, and Donggui who was passing by also sighed and shook his head when he saw it, and said to Mu Xi: "There is no sunshine, you are useless if you plant, and you will die in two days!" ”

Mu Xi was not in a hurry, she called Luo Yan and asked him for the essence fire, and then put the essence fire into the air, and suddenly the essence fire formed a small sun, hanging in the sky and shining over the courtyard, she didn't do anything else these days, so she went to see the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the magic of the stars and the moon, this classic is not a classic of cultivating immortals, so Donggui didn't care about her.

Mu Xi thought that the technique of Bu Xing Hanging Moon must also be useful for controlling the essence fire, and sure enough, she used the technique every day to make the small sun formed by the essence fire rise and fall around the sky above the courtyard again and again, and set and rise, as if this place had formed a human world.

She thought that the gods of Xilu used their own qi and blood to raise these pear trees, so although she didn't have any spiritual power, in order to impress the emperor, she was bound to use her own qi and blood to feed Fang to be called sincere, so every time she watered, she incorporated some of her own blood into the Lechuan water, and then watered it.

In this way, the pear blossoms in this courtyard miraculously did not wither, but grew vigorously little by little, which made Nanque and others stunned again and again.

Nanque naturally told Emperor Dongyue about this strange thing, and when Emperor Dongyue heard that Mu Xi personally planted the pear blossom tree, he thought at first that it was just her child's heart, and he didn't pay attention to it, because this Netherworld Temple is a netherworld place, and how can it plant all kinds of flowers and trees, unless it is Xiluo's sister who is alive, otherwise who can have such ability.

However, not long after, Nanque came to report again: "Emperor, this matter is really strange, the pear trees planted by Mu Xi have not withered and died for a few months, and now they are growing well!" ”

The indifferent emperor heard this, his heart couldn't help but move, he rarely stepped out of the palace of the secret heart of the palace for the first time and went to the backyard of the temple that he had not been to for 100,000 years, when he walked in the back corridor and watched the pear saplings full of green branches and leaves, his heart trembled slightly.

He looked up again and looked at the little sun, which had been made of a wisp of essence fire from the golden black bird, slowly rising over the courtyard, shining brightly on the temple, which had never seen the light of day.

And in the pear bushes, a small figure was constantly watering and fertilizing these pear saplings, and the black and red skirt was dragging on the ground, mixed with the soil, looking a little embarrassed.

A ripple rippled in Emperor Dongyue's heart, and he said softly: "In this darkness, how do you grow so many pear trees? ”

Mu Xi heard the voice of the emperor, immediately put down the bucket, turned around to look, and saw that there was a jade tree standing on the corridor with a majestic emperor, she hurriedly trotted over with her skirt, and said with a smile: "I don't know, so I planted it indiscriminately, but most of the credit is still thanks to Luo Yan's fine fire to create this little sun, I heard Nanque say that it blooms every two hundred years, and when it blooms, I will give the first bunch of flowers to the emperor, okay?" ”

Emperor Zun's heart rippled slightly, as if a crack in the frozen blue wave pool had been smashed open by a small pebble, and the undisturbed underwater lake rippled.

He looked down at Mu Xi's hands, from his fingers to his wrists to his arms, there were a lot of wounds, some of which had healed and left a faint scar, and some of them were still fresh, stabbing Emperor Zun's eyes painfully, "Where did the wounds on your hands come from, and did anyone in this temple bully you?" ”

Mu Xi looked at these scars, and hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, Nanque is good to me, how can they bully me, it was I who heard Nanque say that this pear tree needs to be fed with essence blood in order to be the same as the pear tree planted by the gods of Xilu in the past, so I'm just..."

Emperor Zun's eyes lit up slightly, and he approached Mu Xi's side with a flash, grabbed her arm, and asked coldly, "You planted these pear trees with your qi and blood?" Who are you? Emperor Zun thought that it was a coincidence that her little girl could grow a live pear tree in a secluded place, but now when she heard that she fed the pear tree with her own qi and blood, she was naturally shocked and couldn't help but ask.

Mu Xi felt that his arm was about to be crushed by Emperor Zun, and said aggrievedly in pain: "I am Mu Xi, Emperor Zun, you hurt me!" ”

But Emperor Dongyue looked at Mu Xi's clear and bright eyes, as if he saw another soul through her, and he couldn't help but murmur: "No, you're not her, not her!" ”

As he was whispering to himself, he heard a voice shouting angrily: "Let go of my aunt, or I will burn you with fire!" ”

Before Emperor Zun could recover from his thoughts, Na Luo Yan was in a hurry, and really spewed out a ball of fire and burned towards Emperor Dongyue.

Emperor Dongyue hurriedly let go of Mu Xi's hand, waved his long sleeves, and flicked Luo Yan's fire back, and then put his hands behind his back, recovering his cold face, he said to Mu Xi, who was covered in mud behind him: "Don't do these senseless things again, even if the pear tree you planted blossoms and bears fruit, it is no different from a flower to this gentleman, it is not worth mentioning!" ”

But the mouth was very hard, when he flew away, he still waved his long sleeves towards Mu Xi, and a golden light surrounded Mu Xi's arm, and when the golden light disappeared with the emperor, Mu Xi found that the scars on her arms were completely healed, and there was no trace left, she was happy in her heart, thinking that this emperor was also a cold-faced Bodhisattva, and his mouth was unforgiving but also extremely soft, and it was not so terrible! Why do they always feel that the emperor is not close?

It's just that Emperor Zun whispered 'not her, not her' who is referring to?

Mu Xi didn't care so much, he calmed Luo Yan, who was still puffing up, and took him to the kitchen to make his favorite osmanthus crisp!

This treatment is two hundred years, in addition to raising these pear trees, Mu Xi is soaking in the kitchen or staying in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion every day to practice, just because no one is to guide her, her cooking skills and the ability to raise trees have become more and more perfect, but this practice is still rare and tight, if you go out, meet a powerful cultivator, I am afraid you can't pick it up.

She also occasionally asked for the emperor's permission, and went back to see Grandpa Hei, Grandpa Bai, and Meng Po, the two elders of black and white knew at first that she really practiced with Emperor Dongyue, and they were very admiring and proud, but after two hundred years, this girl has grown a little, but the cultivation of this body is really too much for the two elders to flatter, so they persuaded Mu Xi to go back to their impermanence mansion to practice with their two elders, which is better than spending time in the Netherworld Temple.

Mu Xi didn't want to, she felt that one day she would be impressed by Emperor Dongyue to personally guide her to practice, and she needed to have a little perseverance to be a man.

"Female doll, this five-hundred-year-old catastrophe is still three hundred years away, as far as your current cultivation is concerned, your black grandfather and I are very worried about you, I'm afraid that a heavenly thunder or a heavenly fire will burn down, and you won't even have scum left, even if we want to leave a trace of your soul and send it to reincarnation to be a mortal, I'm afraid we won't have that chance, you have to think clearly!"

Grandpa Bai still persuaded Mu Xi, not wanting them to raise this girl for a long time because they couldn't survive the catastrophe, it was really a pity.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Bai, I will be able to survive the catastrophe safely, even if I don't live long, I can live for five hundred years on my own, and I have no regrets!" Although Mu Xi still looks like a small person, he is more and more sensible when he speaks, which makes the black and white elders even more distressed.

Mu Xi returned to the Netherworld Temple, and went to the backyard to take care of the hundreds of pear blossoms, these pear blossoms will be raised for two hundred years, but they still have not bloomed, she is a little discouraged, thinking that she is really not a god of Xiluo, it is not easy to feed the pear tree, and how can she have the ability to make it blossom and bear fruit?

She was depressed for a while, and then thought again, even if it didn't bloom, but this green pear tree could be regarded as adding a bit of spring to the temple, but it was also meaningful, if you planted some more plum trees, so that the temple could be a little more alive in spring and winter, it would be the best.