At that time, she was carefree, but she was a little fairy in the Vermilion Bird Palace, the Vermilion Bird Palace changed hands every nine hundred years, Qing Yi was ordered by the Vermilion Bird Star God to go to the place where the demon world and the underworld meet to find a silent spirit wood to use as a body, the piano made of this spirit wood is not played by ordinary people, and the person who can play the tune with the silent piano is the future master of the Vermilion Bird Palace.

In this special realm, there are no plants in the heavenly realm, large flowers bloom here melancholy and weird blue, the flower body can cover half of the body, and even a very small number of flowers can not pass the top of people's heads, the huge green leaves are oval, and some of the leaves are still condensed with round water droplets, I have to admit that this flower is very beautiful, there is every reason to keep people's footsteps, let people forget to move forward, indulge in this deep blue and can't extricate themselves,

Recalling all kinds of past, this is a place to bury the heart, or a place to be buried by the heart, if lost, it will also be like this flower, turning into blue in the sea of lushness.

"Wow, what a beautiful flower."

The butterflies among the flowers danced with her, Qingyi laughed and got carried away.

Qingyi saw such a swaggering flower for the first time, a little crazy, she was not only fascinated by this sea of flowers, but also the sound of the flute from nowhere in the sea of flowers, the flute sound was melodious and crisp, and it was not much different from what she usually heard, but the tune played out had never been heard, it was indescribably weird, and it couldn't be said to be good, such a tune should not be so harmonious, but there was a bewitching beauty of independence in the world, is this the song of the soul sacrifice that the Xianban musician said? I heard that this kind of music can intimidate people's souls and absorb spiritual power. Qingyi seemed to suddenly wake up and break free from her obsession, and a figure in the sea of flowers also noticed the abnormality: "Immortal energy? With a sharp eyebrow, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and his innate dislike for the creatures of the fairy world made him murderous.

"Her mind has not been affected by the Brahmana, it seems that there is no sadness in her heart, yes, she is an immortal, where does the sorrow of the immortal come from?"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the smile was three points evil and seven points ill-intentioned.

Qing Yi looked around, there were no trees in this place, it seemed that there was only this sea of flowers, could it be that he had to go out of the sea of flowers to find the silent spirit wood? Master said that the place where the spirit tree inhabits changes from time to time, but there is no rule to follow, and those who are destined to meet the spirit tree can meet the spirit tree if they go with their hearts, and if they are not, they may not be able to get the spirit wood for about a thousand years.

"Did you know that this is where the Demon Realm meets the Underworld? What are you doing here alone? ”

The voice came from behind him, Qingyi turned around, a person wearing a blue shirt, a bone-white flute in his hand, thick black slender eyebrows, big and deep eyes, there was a little blue in the deep eyes, the eyes were as deep as the Borneo flowers that Qingyi saw, and the flute music heard before was also very consistent, there was a kind of bewitching independence of the world, and there was more of a cold arrogance that looked at the world, but the lips seemed to be less colored, slightly cold and pale. If you simply evaluate his appearance, he is really good-looking, but it is more like a delicate sculpture, and it does have less brilliance than the gods of the heavenly realm.

It turned out that he was the one who played the flute music, Qingyi suddenly had a good impression of him, but he was a little afraid, the person who played the soul sacrifice song must not be a good person, right? And he doesn't seem to be very friendly, so is he a ghost in the netherworld, or a creature in the demon world? But the strange thing is that Qing Yi can't feel half of the breath of the underworld or the demon world from him, Qing Yi is a little puzzled, after all, her cultivation is limited, the master once said that the power of the two worlds of heaven and demon has always been the first of the six worlds, and the cultivation of the demon world is very high, and they can't sense the flow of breath on their bodies at all, so naturally they can't determine their identity.

"What are you thinking? Think I'm not a demon? ”

Qingyi is not good at hiding his emotions, what he thinks in his heart is broken by someone, and he is a little disgraced on his face, and he doesn't know how to answer, so he just looks at him and doesn't say anything.

"Then I tell you, as you think, I am a demon."

"He's a magic ...... According to Master, then he must be a very powerful demon. ”

"You're afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that I won't be able to find the silent spirit wood and will be punished by the master. ”

"Looking for the Silent Spirit Tree? The fairies of Suzaku Palace? This is not a good errand, your master treats you really well, do you know how many immortals who came here to find the silent spirit wood died in the sea of Borneo flowers? ”

"Borneo Sea...... Don't scare me, Master never mentioned it to me. ”

"Nine hundred years have changed hands, do you think the silent spirit wood used in the Vermilion Bird Palace? If you have made a ringless piano earlier, why bother looking for new wood and making a new piano? Isn't a soundless harp enough to determine the successor star god? You are so naïve, it has never been the Vermilion Bird Star Palace that wants the silent spirit wood, and the immortals sent down by the heavenly realm have never found the spirit wood. A stupid immortal like you, of course, will only obey the teacher's orders and will not think about right and wrong. ”

"You talk nonsense......"

"Am I talking nonsense?" He grabbed her hand: "I'll take you to see Ling Xiao Fengyu, this flower can only be transformed by a deceased immortal." ”

"You let go of me......"

He didn't pay attention to Qing Yi's request, Qing Yi had no choice but to follow him out of the Borneo Flower Sea, the sky at the end of the flower sea seemed to become gloomy, but under his feet was a black swamp, he pointed to the depths of the mire, Qing Yi looked in that direction, a pure white and flawless flower, blooming in the muddy swamp, the petals had a bright white light flashing in the dark, particularly dazzling, how could he be innocent, and finally buried in the mud.

"It's really Ling Xiao Fengyu......" Qing Yi was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

"If you want to become one of them, I can fulfill you." He let go of her, turned his back, and said lightly: "You want to find the Silent Spirit Tree, come back in seven days, and the Spirit Wood will tell you the truth." ”

"I don't believe in ......"

"Demons never lie, they only kill."

"You...... Are you really a demon? ”

"Maya, Lord of the Demon Realm." After saying that, he disappeared.

Looking at the sea of Borneo flowers, Qingyi's heart seemed to be swallowed by the sea of flowers.

"Demons can't lie, does Master lie? But Master said that immortals don't grieve, so isn't my current feeling sad? ”