The days in the valley are always peaceful and calm, and time flies by like flowing water.

Everyone does things, learns and learns, foodies still eat from heaven to earth, and lazy people are always diligent and lazy in changing places.

The flowers of early summer always bloom early in the warm and humid valley of dreams, and the little flower spirits are becoming more and more lively. Today is fifteen, and she can't rest at night, so she can only make up for sleep during the day.

After a while, the noisy voices of the little flower spirits gradually died down, and they were probably driven away by Qingyi.

Phantom Wu opened his eyes, rubbed his face, took advantage of the fact that the cold on his body would not freeze things, ate dinner quickly, and went straight to the back mountain.

Wood demon spirits are basically yin, but even if they like yin and cold, they quickly dodge when they see the phantom, so as not to be hurt by the cold. Phantom Wu walked on the mountain road where the grass and trees consciously parted ways, while sighing that the Dream Valley was really a grass spirit, and the little ones had not learned anything about this ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but they had learned it thoroughly, and at the same time they felt the pleasure of this demon coming into the world to make way.

If it weren't for such heartless blind fun, it would be too lonely.

The topography of Tumeng Valley is special, and there is a water stream around the bowl-shaped valley, which flows from the mouth of the valley and flows around the valley and then flows out from the back mountain, so that the whole valley is full of water vapor, and the plants and trees grow vigorously, plus the spiritual energy is abundant, which is especially suitable for the growth and cultivation of demon spirits. But ordinary demons and ghosts dare not come, the reason is that the aura of the Dream Valley is special, it is the strongest dragon energy in the world, and the underground of the Dream Valley is the place where the dragon veins of this dynasty are located.

The dragon energy of the dragon vein is so strong that ordinary ghosts can't get close to it and can be injured by it, but it is also a holy place where demons who practice the righteous path are most suitable for intensive cultivation.

The founding ancestors of Dayue signed a contract with the divine envoys, and the divine envoys guarded this place, so that the valley of dreams could escape in peace in the outskirts of the imperial capital. The former divine envoy and Lin Qiyi's master, Ji Xi Zhenren, were in the same house in the world, and it was because Ji Xi Zhenren lived in the Valley of Dreams for a long time before he ascended.

When the real person attained the Tao and ascended, he worshiped under the door of Lu Jian Daojun, and adhered to the supreme law of "Xiaoxiao is free to swim, and free to scatter the saint immortals", except for occasionally returning to Beihai Yuhu Island, he wanders in the Six Realms all year round, and this Tumeng Valley fell into the hands of Hui Ming, a friend of Ji Xi, who for some reasons took over the responsibility of "guarding the dragon vein" and became the valley master of Tumeng Valley.

However, because of the turmoil in the court, there is no successor to the divine envoy today, and due to the etiquette, Ji Ye threw out the phantom as the top bag "divine envoy", so the dragon vein treasure land sent by the ghost envoy has become the old nest of the phantom.

Even Wan Rongding, who came "Shun" from the Lady of the Kiln, was randomly thrown in the back mountain by Phantom Wu, and the righteousness of the dragon purified the evil qi all over his body.

Phantom Wu walked all the way to the cliff of the back mountain, under the cliff is the river flowing around the valley, opposite the river is the outermost cliff of the valley, except for the entrance, if you want to enter the valley of the dream, you can only jump off the cliff from here.

Phantom Wu squatted on the ground to remove the weeds, touched a copper ring about two fingers thick, and pulled up an inconspicuous bamboo door on the ground when he lifted it up.

Phantom Wu lifted the hem of her skirt and walked down the stairs, and then reflexively pulled down the bamboo door. The cliff side is full of grass and trees, and it is difficult to find a bamboo door hidden here without looking closely.

Tunnels are generally horizontal, but this one is vertical. Phantom Wu needs to walk down the stone steps for half an hour, and then push open a stone door to reach the stone chamber at the bottom of the cliff.

This stone chamber is not sealed, the side facing the river is completely open, and it is called a stone chamber rather than a stone cave at the bottom of the cliff. This tunnel and stone cave were all built by Hui Ming for Phantom Wu, just so that on the fifteenth day of each month, Phantom Wu can come here alone to dispel her cold.

First, you can stay away from the grass and trees on the mountain to prevent them from being injured by the cold, and secondly, you can let the cold of the phantom diffuse from the entrance of the cave.

Phantom sat at the entrance of the cave, watching the moon emerge from the opposite cliff like a silver platter, the white moonlight like a silver veil covered the gurgling river under his feet little by little, and then spread to the mountain rocks in front of him little by little, until he completely wrapped himself.

This feeling of being swallowed by the moonlight is like being drowned in the snow of the polar regions. It's cold.

She actually didn't like this feeling, the helplessness she felt when she was a child was so deep that she would be disgusted with herself every fifteen, if it weren't for the master who brought her young here and taught her how to channel, she would probably have to endure the cold until she froze herself.

"There's nothing wrong with being different," Hui Ming said with a smile, his long figure obscuring the moonlight and shrinking into his shadow for the first time she felt sheltered, "Look how powerful you are, you can freeze the river with your hand." Hui Ming stretched out her hand and touched her hair, her eyes widened, and she calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the hands were intact.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter if you freeze the river, tomorrow when the sun shines and the ice melts, the river will continue to flow. You won't hurt anyone. Hui Ming stretched out his hand in front of her eyes, his palm filled with moonlight, "Look, I'm not good...... So don't be afraid, if you're not happy, go for the cliff. ”

Then she really vented towards the cliff face opposite for a long, long time, until ...... Without Hui Ming's company, she wouldn't be scared anymore.

Phantom Wu stood up, turned around and walked into the depths of the stone cave, the tree lamp was frozen by her raised hand, the candle flame was frozen in ice, and the whole stone cave was extremely bright.

She pressed her hand on the uneven stone wall, and the whole stone wall slowly fell from top to bottom a thin stone slab. The slab is about six feet long and three feet wide, and the whole piece is embedded in the stone wall, and when the stone wall is completely lowered, the other end is still embedded in the stone wall, like a stone bed that was originally stacked on the stone wall.

Phantom sat on the floor, the height of the slate just above her chest. She looked intently at the slate, her index finger tracing the tiled silk on the slate. The silk is as light as nothing, revealing a soft halo, and the form of a woman is faintly visible in the halo.

The woman's slender posture, holding a fiery red spear in her hand, and a bright light armor, shows her sassy and heroic posture. Although her facial features are not complete, she can still feel the vigorous heroic spirit, as if she can immediately jump out of the painting, and the spear sweeps, swallowing mountains and rivers.

Phantom Wu looked at it carefully for a while, and did not find anything wrong, and then his palms secretly turned to the center of the slate, and the whole stone slab slowly descended to the ground with a "click", leaving only a stone frame three fingers wide, which was no different from the large embroidery frame embroidered with large patterns in the human embroidery workshop.

Without the obstruction of the stone slab, the light of the candle flame completely passes through the painting, and the human figure on the painting is more lifelike, just like a real person.

The embroidery needle is condensed between the fingers of the phantom, and the silver embroidery thread condensed by the cold air is embroidered into the painting little by little along with the embroidery needle. When the silver silk thread was embroidered on the woman's hair, it instantly turned black, and every time it was embroidered, the cold on the phantom body was one point less, and the anger on the silk was one point more.

In the middle of the moon, the real earth is bathed in silver-white moonlight at this moment, which is exceptionally bright.

Chang Jue picked up the medicine basket on his back, remembered the hard bone Ling Xiao that was the only one on the medicine list, and decided to take advantage of the bright moonlight to try his luck in the back mountain.

Today is the fifteenth, and Phantom Wu should be in retreat somewhere in the valley. He had seen the appearance of the phantom cold attack, and he was not worried that it was fake, but he didn't want to disturb her.

Herbs have spirits, and sucking the essence of the moon cold on the night of the full moon can be described as a feast for all wood genera and yin genera, and there are naturally a lot of rare medicinal materials that can be found at this time, and the wood spirit goblins who were originally hiding will also run out to play. Along the way, he dug up a lot of wood spirits, and as long as he had spiritual sense, he let them go.

Seeing that he was not in danger, a little bold goblin jumped up and down to tease him, and Chang Jue could only wave his hand helplessly to drive away, but there was a lot of gain, and it was really right to come out on such a night.

It's just that I didn't see the hard bones, and I looked around, only the cliff side was not found.

Chang Jue walked towards the cliff, taking care of his feet so as not to step on those mischievous elves.

After walking along the cliff for most of the circle, he found nothing, and Ge Sheng clearly said that there were hard bones in the valley.

Chang Jue sighed and sat down on the ground, most of the night has passed, and he can only look for the cliff on the other side tomorrow night.

On a full moon day, there is no night wind, but the scenery is beautiful. The flowing water under the cliff floats like a jade belt, and the silver waves are sparkling with stars. He looked at it for a moment, and suddenly straightened up, the dragon claw-shaped flower under the cliff was not hard bones!

Chang Jue took a few steps forward, lying on the edge of the cliff and looking down, it was a cluster of clouds blooming in the middle of the cliff, but it was still necessary to go down if it was reached.

He put down the medicine basket and jumped directly into the cliff like a swallow, turned around in the air and stepped on the cliff with one foot, and jumped up with one hand on the raised stone, and the other hand was just enough to pick up the hard bones.

The cinnabar-colored hard bones are like clusters of flames burning on the cliff, and the flowers are in a good mood, and just about to fly up the cliff, I saw a faint light flickering at the bottom of the cliff on the right.

Chang Jue leaned back and distanced himself from the mountain, and saw that the place with light flashing on the lower right seemed to be a stone cave.

Without thinking much about it, Chang Jue stuffed Ling Xiaohua into the front placket, let go of his hand and fell down, which showed that he tapped the rock wall, grabbed a branch near the cave, and sat on the trunk with a swing.

It's better to take a look at the situation before deciding whether to go in or not. She was lying on a tree like a monkey looking into the cave, and it was the phantom silk that shone from the cave, and she was still embroidering with her head buried at the moment, not noticing that a head was looking at the entrance of the cave.

The moment he saw the phantom, Chang Jue hesitated, it was not good to peep at others like this. But the hesitation was only for a moment, he decided to wait here for a while, and then leave when he saw that Phantom Wu was well enough to go back.

What kind of movement can be made by doing embroidery, but Chang Jue feels that all the sounds in the cave can attract all his attention. He leaned against the cliff with his legs on the trunk of a tree and looked up at the moon, which stained his eyes brightly.

Without deliberately listening intently, he could completely involuntarily amplify any movement of the phantom. The sound of the ice melting as the cold weakens, the subtle sound of the needle passing through the silk, and the sound of phantom breathing.

In fact, he didn't have to look at it, he could reasonably imagine what was going on inside the cave.

He's not a particularly curious person, and he usually turns around and walks away when it comes to things that don't concern him, but it's a different story when it comes to illusions.

He couldn't help but care.

The silver thread was used up, indicating that the cold in Phantom's body was also exhausted, and she struggled to stand up, resting for a while every time she moved.

She lifted the silk lightly, and the silk, which was as light as yarn, slowly floated up and fit into the depression of the stone wall.

Phantom Wu leaned against the stone wall and looked at the woman who had no face on the painting.

It took one night, and it was only a few strands of hair, and it seemed that it would take a long time to embroider it all, but could it be as long as ten years?

When she was eight years old, she accidentally touched the mechanism, and the moment she opened the slate, she knew what Huiming was going to let her do, and she decided what she was going to do.

It took ten years to embroider this body, and only the most laborious head remained, and it would take two or three years at most to embroider it.

She still has two or three years to go. If you were selfish, you should have more time.

Phantom wanted to laugh, but she only tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't laugh.

She tapped the wall, and the slabs merged into one, slowly lifting up.

Chang Jue listened to the sound in the cave, jumped down from the tree, and stood directly at the entrance of the cave. He saw the stone wall that was about to close, and on the painting inside was a woman in battle armor.

Phantom Wu stood in front of the stone wall, and when the stone wall was completely closed, she stepped forward and touched the stone wall, and then pressed her forehead against the stone wall. It seems to be resting, and it seems to be talking to the woman inside.

But in a moment, Phantom Wu straightened up, and after taking two steps, he fell straight forward.

Fortunately, the cave was covered with soft hay, and as soon as such an idea came to Phantom, he was caught in an embrace.