The light mist surrounded the shadows of the trees, falling under Su Mochen's eyes, and the wind slowly blew through the treetops, blowing the bells softly; The leaves trembled, as if the tree was sighing for its flowers, and the girl under the tree opened her big eyes that were not very clear, and looked at the branches that were difficult to see in the distance.

"It's only open once in a lifetime...... How long will that take......"

It's a pity that the mirror is enchanting, and the master said that the ancient tree lives for a thousand years.

With her small figure, maybe she won't be able to survive the blossoming of this tree, and she will hang up first.

"Master, have you seen it?"

If a flower blooms in a thousand years, what kind of flower is it? It's the first time she's even seen a tree, let alone a flower.

Master should have seen it, Master said that he had lived for a thousand years, but Su Mochen shook his head when he heard this, his eyes still resting on the tall and lush canopy.

"The phoenix blossoms, the blossom blooms and the tree dies."

"If all the flowers in this life are finished, the tree will enter the next life."

"Even if I have seen it for the teacher, it is not a ...... of this life"

The immortals are picturesque, dressed in white and shining in silver, the breeze is light, and the green leaves are sinking into sorrow.

The light between the eyebrows penetrated the earthly world, and the eyes of the white-clothed immortal seemed to have already penetrated life and death.

The mirror bewitched her head, as if she understood or not, she didn't know whether she had seen it or not.

Su Mochen suddenly raised his hand, and the fragrance of green lotus rose with the wind; The world suddenly fell silent, only the murmuring water not far away, chasing into the ears.

The mirror enchanted saw his green silk flying in the wind, and a pair of black eyes beat a verdant tree; Between the slightly pale fingers, a glimmer of light flashed, and in an instant, thousands of golden bells were illuminated.

Under the tree, she was stunned; The little mouth that I forgot to close is big enough to stuff a whole bun.

In the treetops, a striking bright red tail is quietly blooming, and the pinnate compound leaves resemble a corolla, lining the slender stamens in the center.

The mirror enchanting can even hear the sound of the stamens squeezing out the buds, and there is a "snap"; All the petals leaned back slightly, and she watched the little bud grow and bloom, and the meager one alone lit up a green leaf.

"It's so pretty......"

This is the flower.

"Master, is this phoenix tree blooming?"

The mirror was enchanted and looked stupid, and a pair of eyes looked at the phoenix flower, and couldn't move away for a long time.

"This is for the teacher to use spiritual power to urge open, just to congratulate your eyes on being able to see."

His tone was still flat and tumbling over the sea of clouds, like flowing clouds on Qingluan Peak, always ruthless.

"Demon, everything in this world will have the most beautiful moment, even the smallest spirit grass."

"Yes, the demon remembers."

The white-clothed immortal looked down at the little apprentice, who was no more than half his height, and the little girl carefully took the phoenix flower that fell from the branch into her arms; For her now, the phoenix flower is so big that she can even bury her little face in the stamen and wrap it in petals.

She knew that Master wanted her to cherish all things.

The mirror laughs enchantingly, and the laughter is more brittle than the bells in the trees.

She quietly decided to protect the common people, protect the master, she wanted to follow the master to cultivate immortals, and she wanted to watch the phoenix blossom with the master, stunning the mountains......

On the way back, Jing Enchanting carefully held the phoenix flower in her arms; Su Mochen did not ride the clouds like when he took her back to the Tianshan Mountains, but walked up the thousand-step steps with her.

The thousand-step step is very high, and Jing Enchanting has the experience when she comes down, and she can barely carry her robe, and she finds that her master rarely walks like Xiaohuzi said, and she doesn't feel ordinary tired when she walks like this.

The little hand tugged at the robe, and he stubbornly opened his calves and climbed up a large floor; Su Mochen walked unhurriedly before her, and the breeze swept the thousands of steps, bringing the white robe to fly.

His steps were not fast, he stepped firmly step by step, and his unique indifferent air was filled with arrogance, imprinting the white figure into the enchanting eyes of the mirror.

He walked step by step, as if he was waiting for her, obviously at a very slow pace, Jing Enchanting raised his eyes to look at the vast straight back, but felt that he couldn't catch up.

"Master...... The demon can't walk......"

Halfway through the thousand-step level, the little man finally couldn't hold it back; Walking down more than five hundred steps, the pair of calves of the mirror enchanting were too heavy to lift.

The heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys almost collided together, Jing Enchanting felt that her qi was about to be broken, and the back in front of her stopped when she heard the words, only to see the little girl behind her sweating profusely and panting, and holding the huge phoenix flower that had just fallen in her arms.

"Can't walk?"

"Hmmm......"

Jing Enchanted looked sad, as if someone owed her a big pot of pork belly; Su Mochen was still calm, as if it wasn't him who was walking at all.

"Master, why don't you just float back......"

"You brought the demon back with a white cloud before, it's so laborious to walk like this......"

When she came down, she didn't feel anything, but when she went up, she understood; If she continues like this, she will have to climb, and when she looks up, she sees that the Floating Life Hall is still nine days away.

"Although the cloud riding technique is fast, it is free from the suffering of the common people."

Master, this is tired of cultivating immortals, and he wants to return to the mortal world to observe the people's feelings; Su Mochen took her to the white stone fence and leaned against her without incident, as if waiting for her to recover her strength and continue walking.

The feeling of powerlessness came to the limbs again, and the mirror was enchanted like a piece of paper and collapsed on the white stone pillar railing.

Master, even if you are aware of the people's feelings, why bother with me......

"Master, what is that?"

Looking left and right, there was a trace of white in the depths of the clouds beyond the Tianshan Mountain, as bright as a ribbon, which pierced her eyes so much that she sat up straight.

"That's the boundary river between the fairy realm and the heavenly realm, leading to the six realms."

"The undead of the Six Realms will all pass through the Boundary River and be sent to the Underworld to enter the Three Ways River."

"The Heavenly Realm and the Immortal Realm?"

"Santu River?!"

Jing Enchanting remembers that Master said that the world is divided into six realms; The three worlds of humans, immortals, and heaven are combined into the upper realm, and the demons, demons, and underworld are combined into the lower realm.

The fairy world is immortal, the heavenly world is god, and the demons and the underworld have demons and undead.

Xiaohuzi once told her that the Santu River is the river that sends the souls of the dead, and the souls of the dead cross the Santu River and come to the other side.

People are born, old, sick and die, and reincarnated, but will the immortals and gods be like that?

The mirror is bewitching.

"Master, are there all the six realms of this river?"

"Will the immortals and the gods also die?"

The little man looked at the river that was as beautiful as a jade belt, and the boundary river in his eyes was a little blurry, and it was the purple miasma that had not been eliminated, which cast a veil on the Santu River.

"Both."

The corners of Xuan Xian's lips are not raised or suppressed, and the eyes that are as vast as the stars are all collected by the Santu River.

"There is nothing fairer in the world than death, when the soul enters the Santu River, or is swallowed, or crosses the river to be reborn."

"The Immortal Realm and the Heavenly Realm, it's just to live longer."

The three thousand green silks fluttered lightly behind the white clothes, and the immortal who stood with a long body looked indifferent.

Not sad or happy.