The demon monarch said, "Xiaobai, you don't have a heart. "He looked at me as he spoke, and he was very distressed. At first, I thought he was blaming me, not knowing how to feel sorry for myself, and allowing myself to be so badly injured. However, he pointed to my heart and said, "You have a natal flower spirit here, which was stabbed by Taoyao. Hua Ling is injured, and it can't be cured. ”

It turns out that I'm really not human. Not only is he not a human, but he is also a flower demon with no heart. My heart hurts, it turns out that it's not my heart that hurts, but my life is draining.

When Xiaohai found me on the top of the mountain that day, my heart was empty, with an illusory little white flower. He looked at me and said to him, "Come back, it's fine." Then he was silent.

He said that at that moment he thought I was dead, and he said that at that moment he had me in his heart. I don't know if he suddenly changed sex, or if he said that because he sympathized with me and was dying. I was so happy that I almost told him that I was a daughter. But when I think about it, whether the appearance of my daughter from childhood to adulthood is also fake, I feel that I have lived a vain life.

The master often said that I was a greedy girl who wanted to take any treasure. Now that I think about it, maybe it's because I don't have a heart and I'm not satisfied.

Because I was injured, we went back to the cave in Linglong. She nourishes me with several fairy fruits every day and hangs on my life. But I still get weaker day by day.

The Demon Lord hasn't come to see me in days. I knew he must have a calm face, painstakingly looking for a way to keep me alive. Xiao Hai changed his previous disdain for me, shushed me left and right, and tried to make me laugh.

"Do you really like me? Would you like to be a broken sleeve?" I asked Xiaohai. He said, "I'm in love with you." For your sake, what's the harm in breaking your sleeves. I smiled happily, but I didn't dare to ask when he fell in love with me and what he loved me. Since my time is short, he is willing to lie to me and coax me, so why should I debunk it.

Although I was very happy to be pampered by Xiaohai, I wanted to live more and more. Because I was never satisfied, I wanted more and more love. My heart is empty.

Finally, the Demon Monarch thought of a way. He said that since the flower spirit is gone, let's make up for it.

He cast a spell with what little Natal Spirit I had left, and found my true heart, in the East.

I walked on a thousand-mile talisman and went to the East alone to find one of my flower hearts. The demon monarch said that this is a fate that can only be resolved by himself. Whether it is life or death depends on my creation.

I walked thousands of miles, and when I passed a green hill, my heart fluctuated, and I stopped. I was at the foot of a small mountain village, and my intuition told me that my heart was in the towering mountain ahead.

The people in the village said that it was a fairy mountain. Actually, after a little inquiry, I figured out that on the top of the mountain is the sect of Chiba, a sect of cultivating immortals.

Cultivating the immortal sect, if you are an immortal cultivator, you can visit the door in the clouds. If you are a mortal, there is only one way, and that is to be selected as a disciple to initiate cultivation. My current body is not even as good as a mortal, let alone cultivated. If it weren't for the Demon Monarch's spell, I wouldn't have been able to summon it. If I want to enter the Chiba Gate, there is only one way left to get in.

On the third day of my arrival in the small mountain village, a Chiba disciple came to the village to select disciples. Although I looked haggard, my spiritual roots were still there, and I was caught by a male cultivator.

"What's your name and how old are you?" the male cultivator asked me.

"Bai Hua, twenty years old. ”

The male cultivator nodded, "Although he is older, his spirituality is still excellent." You go up the mountain with me. ”

In this way, I entered the Chiba Gate, was selected in Qingyun Peak, and worshiped a master named Zhou Hong. Speaking of Zhou Hong, I have a relationship with him. He is my old friend of Qingzhou City, and the only son of Zhou Yuanwai, a wealthy household in Qingzhou. When I was young, I became friends with him, and I exchanged the roast duck with him with an embroidered handkerchief. Unexpectedly, after a few years, he became a disciple of Chiba, and I became a demon.

The master's reincarnation spell was still there, and I recognized him, but he didn't recognize me.

Zhou Hong was smart and clever when he was a child, and his appearance was delicate and upright. I remember having a vague vision of him. It's also very good now.,The entry eight years are extraordinary.,It's a little famous among the younger generation of Chiba.。 Otherwise, I wouldn't be qualified to accept apprentices.

However, the water and soil of Chiba in the past few years have raised him a little more old-fashioned. From morning to night, he only knows how to cultivate, and he is meticulous in his Taoist learning. It's just that he works so hard himself, and he demands the same from me, a beginner apprentice.

Where could my body stand such a toss, and I collapsed in less than a day, almost not frightening this master. I was tired of the little affection I had for him. He doesn't seem to be my lover.

However, he is still a person to rely on for a while. I said to him, "Master, I have been weak since I was a child, and my family sent me to Chiba to practice in order to strengthen my body. But the homework you gave was a bit heavy, and I couldn't stand it. Do you have any gentler ways to practice?"

Zhou Hong probed my pulse and looked at me in surprise, "Your seven meridians and eight veins are indeed pitifully weak. "Xu has never seen such a weak person, Zhou Hong kept circling around me, frowning and thinking hard. I have to say that this cheap master is quite dedicated, and it is not in vain that I had a hazy love for him when I was young. After the one hundred and eighth turn in front of me, he stopped and pulled out a yellowed piece of parchment from his body. "This is a technique I got a few years ago, and it might work for you. ”

I took the parchment, and it was written as if it was a qi refining method, but it was different. When cultivating, it is not to melt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, but to gather the qi of the body in the body and not leak it out.

Zhou Hong was very attentive to my apprentice, not only gave me this scroll of magic, but also specially asked his ancestor for the way to cultivate his body.

With the method on the parchment, I gathered the spiritual power of the immortal fruit I ate into my body to make up for my slow loss of life. Although it is a symptom but not a cure, it can generally maintain my current body from collapsing. Coupled with Zhou Hong's care, I look much better. Zhou Hong has reduced my homework by two-thirds, and I can handle it now.

Zhou Hong saw that I was much better, so he no longer took care of me from time to time. He began to practice hard again by himself, and occasionally came to see me, and when he saw that I was okay, he walked away again, and basically did not have any requirements for my schoolwork. I can't help but suspect that he was so attentive before, probably because he didn't want people to say that his apprentice had died practicing the exercises.

I wandered around Qingyun Peak from time to time, and I saw a lot of senior brothers, sisters, younger brothers, younger sisters, uncles, and ancestors, but none of them touched me. After all, when Qingyunfeng first met Zhou Hong, there was a hint of surprise.

I had nothing to do in Qingyun Peak, and Zhou Hong became more and more distracted by me, and he didn't come to see me for ten days and a half. While he was practicing, I took one of his most common flying magic weapons, which could be driven with just a little cultivation. I leaned on it to climb the green mountain peak next door.

When I arrived at Aoyama Peak, I found it particularly lively. It's not too early to hurry. Today, there is a couple of lovers in Qingshan Peak who want to become a Taoist couple, and they will embark on the road of double cultivation from then on. Immortal cultivators marrying Taoist couples is a rare thing in the entire immortal cultivation world. Because the vast majority of them are ruthless roads that are built.

I remember that when the master took me to the spiritual ruins, he asked, "Would you rather do ruthless cultivation or affectionate cultivation?" At that time, I was sad and sad about the death of my parents, and I couldn't give up my family affection, so I casually said, "I have a loving cultivation." "The master didn't explain the difference between the two paths of cultivation that day, and I just thought it was just a question of which one do you like, and I didn't explore it. It wasn't until I grew older and read a few more booklets that I realized that the difference between greens and radishes was too big.

Ruthlessness has a long history, and there have been rumors since a long, long time ago that immortals are loveless. Therefore, from ancient times to the present, almost all immortal cultivators have defaulted to one point, if you want to cultivate immortals, you must be pure and have few desires, and stay away from love. Indeed, such a single-minded pursuit of immortality is extremely beneficial in practice. Those who are qualified can ambush fierce birds and slaughter evil birds at a young age. Although in today's world, there is hardly any immortal cultivator who can really ascend to immortal in the daytime. But it can soar through the clouds and fog and prolong its life for thousands of years, and it seems that it is not much different from a real immortal. If you are born with a chivalrous backbone, you can also do the righteous act of killing demons and eliminating evil spirits; if you are an idle person, you can enjoy flowers in spring, eat ice in summer, ride geese in autumn, and cook snow in winter. Such immortal cultivators, in the eyes of mortals, are all first-class figures of immortals.

But it is precisely because few people can really attain the Tao all the way to be ruthless, and not everyone can give up their love, so there are so many people who think that immortals are also affectionate, and they should cultivate immortals with affection. There was a ruthless cultivation to regain love, to enter the world with love, to love to die and live, thinking that this love can feel the heavens, and when the love is round, it can soar. But in the end, he was hurt by love, his cultivation was wasted, and he ended up lonely. There have been many examples of such failures, and slowly people feel that those people just can't bear the loneliness and make excuses for their love. Moreover, the ruthless road has its own set of cultivation methods, and the results are remarkable, but no one can explain this affectionate way. I only know that whoever touches his love will not die well as if he had been damned by heaven. Slowly, fewer people practiced with love.

Since I knew that there were many difficulties along the way, I asked my master if I had a chance to become an immortal. The master said, "One day, when the master and I are promoted to immortals, I will come to you to become an immortal." "I can't see through how big the master's ability is, but I'm probably not an immortal. At that time, I thought that since it was difficult to become an immortal, it was better to find a lover and fall in love. Therefore, when I first met Xiaohai, I wanted to talk to him about a long-term love.