There were still two days left, Jiang Qingyu had nothing to do, so he went to sit under the evergreen tree.

Qingqiu is like spring all year round, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the tip of the nose lingers with the fragrance of evergreen leaves, faint, not pungent but not fragrant, but there is a medicinal fragrance.

Sitting under this tree, the body and mind are relaxed and relaxed.

Wu Lingjun was not there, Jiang Qingyu and Yaxing, so he simply took out the guqin that he had not fiddled with once in ten years and plucked it.

The name of this piano is Wenxin, five strings, with a soft pronunciation and a mellow timbre.

The Qinqin is a gift from the elder brother when Jiang Qingyu was fourteen years old, and the high-grade spiritual instrument is like the name of the piano, and it is said that the music played by it can achieve the effect of asking the heart.

You can also ask about the things you ask, even all the spiritual things in the world, flowers and trees, people, gods, demons and ghosts, and stubborn stones and spirits.

It's just that this qin language is difficult to cultivate, Jiang Qingyu concentrates on returning to the moon and swordsmanship, so he doesn't practice the piano much, so in the piano art, it can only be said to be a little clear.

The sun is swaying, and under the light and shadow, the green white fingertips cross the strings, and the beads fall on the jade plate.

At the end of the song, Jiang Qingyu slowly opened her eyes, and she was already in a different place.

The sunlight here is very good, and it is a little dazzling, Jiang Qingyu raised his hand to the sun, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in his fingertips.

It is white all around, and it is like stepping on water, and it is very clean and there is no smell of danger.

Jiang Qingyu followed the induction and guidance in her heart, thought about the direction where the sun was and walked a few steps, and her eyes turned into a lush emerald green.

It's evergreen.

At present, this tree is much larger than the one in the Shizun guest house, the trunk is as thick as dozens of buckets enclosed, the texture is clearly visible, the branches are luxuriant, and it is strong and tall.

It seems that Changqingshu realized after listening to the music that she was the owner of the piano, and she was also pulled in by the Qinqin.

The leaves are windless and rustling, as if to tell something.

Jiang Qingyu gently pressed on the trunk of the tree, and after the bark was rough but not scratched, a weak light gradually became stronger, blooming under his hand, and everything in his sight was gradually swallowed by the white light.

Jiang Qingyu was in a trance for a moment, and the person had been sucked into the heart of the tree.

A gentle female voice came into her ears: "You're here." ”

Jiang Qingyu was surrounded by darkness, but gradually, a glimmer of fireflies gathered from the darkness in front of his sight, they flashed and flashed, like stars, fluttering, like butterflies, and finally turned into a green halo, and he could vaguely see the graceful face of the woman inside.

“…… Evergreens? Jiang Qingyu struggled, her hands and feet were bound by vines, but she couldn't feel the threat and killing intent of the spirit, she said calmly.

The woman in green nodded and shook her head, and said softly, "Yes and no." ”

Jiang Qingyu: "...... An evergreen tree from a hundred years ago? ”

“……”

It doesn't seem to be either, Jiang Qingyu was a little disappointed and lost interest in continuing to guess.

Seeing this, the woman in green smiled lightly, and said with some melancholy: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Jiang Qingyu was silent for a while and asked, "Can you let go of my hands and feet?" Tell a story and tell a story, without kidnapping. ”

“……”

The vines slowly loosened, Jiang Qingyu was free, moved his wrists and ankles, and sat down: "You say it." ”

The face under the halo of the evergreen tree was slightly weird: "Why are you so ......"

Jiang Qingyu's face was expressionless: "This is called being at ease with what happens." ”

Evergreen: "......"

Well, it's been a little long since she's been asleep.

A white ball of light detached from her body, and then, visible to the naked eye, her figure was much more transparent.

She lightly nodded at the light cluster, and the light cluster automatically flew towards Jiang Qingyu, "Introduce yourself, my name is Aoki, you can also call me Wood God." ”

Jiang Qingyu took the light cluster, injected some divine power into it, put it on his head, and then the light cluster automatically flew into a bead flower, and became a neighbor with the space god folding mirror.

The wood god Aoki felt the breath of the bead flower next to him, and said in surprise: "Is it the divine thought of the folding mirror?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Qingyu nodded.

Aoki smiled, but the figure looked thinner, "It seems that this is the meaning of the Heavenly Dao, I thought that I was the only one who made a mistake and retained my divine thoughts." ”

Jiang Qingyu also laughed, who said it wasn't, the gods fell, but how could the Heavenly Dao not leave a glimmer of life?

"I want to sacrifice at the beginning, the evergreen tree will suck away a wisp of my divine thoughts, after 10,000 years of cultivation, it has not been able to disappear between heaven and earth, and then the evergreen tree died, I used the divine power that was not easy to condense, leaving a seed, finally, the evergreen tree sprouted and grew, waiting for you."

Jiang Qingyu asked half-jokingly, "How does the goddess know that she has to wait for me?" ”

Aoki said, "Intuition. ”

Jiang Qingyu said, "Do you think I believe it?" successfully amused Aoki, and she had to explain truthfully: "When you were sent to reincarnation by Yueli, I happened to witness the whole process. ”

At that time, the place where the evergreen tree took root was close to the reincarnation well, and she was very weak, and when she saw Yueli passing by, she attached a divine sense, and then witnessed the whole process with her own eyes.

After being noticed by Yueli, he asked her to wait for the reincarnation of the moon god's soul, which was 10,000 years.

Aoki was not very happy when he thought of the number of 10,000 years, and changed the subject and asked, "By the way, is there anyone else besides the folding mirror?" ”

Jiang Qingyu counted seriously: "There are also time gods, demon gods, beast gods, and war gods." ”

Aoki smiled: "Great, the god of war is still there!" Where is he, can you let me see him? ”

Aoki's tone was a little excited, like the scene of fans meeting idols.

Jiang Qingyu took out the Shocking Sword and said, "The divine thoughts of the God of War now exist in the sword, but they are still sleeping. ”

Aoki was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he quickly became excited, looked at the Shocking Sword and said, "Yes, yes, that's right, this is the sword of the God of War!" It seems that Yueli has a complete plan, in that case, I will trouble you to find Ragnarok, and our group of tattered gods will be entrusted to you! ”

After that, without waiting for Jiang Qingyu to react, she turned into a streamer and flew into her divine rosary flower to cultivate.

Jiang Qingyu: "......"

Leaving from the space of the evergreen tree's inquiry, Jiang Qingyu was in a trance.

She felt as if she had suddenly changed from a story-oriented game to a card collection game.

The two beaded flowers on the top of her head were so heavy, she learned from the pain, put away the Qinqin placed on the stone, and looked deeply at the evergreen tree.

The branch waved at her, as if to say goodbye, and Jiang Qingyu suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

She touched the trunk of the tree and said to the evergreen tree: "Grow well, strive to return to the peak!" ”

The gap between the towering giant tree in the space of the heart and the current seedling tree is really bigger, and before burping, the evergreen tree looks as strong as the body of the moonglass.

The leaves on the tree are windless and rustling, which is to say, "Okay."

(End of chapter)