The spirit creature in the mountain ghost realm died, and it was impossible for the mountain ghost clan not to know about it, they had already discovered that a strange spirit had broken in, but it was only because the spirit was unpredictable that they had not moved. Since the moment the rabbit came out of the enchantment, there was a mountain ghost following behind, and even the spell on its body was urged by the mountain ghost hiding in the shadows, and the mountain ghost observed in the shadows, and discovered the existence of the spirit and the spiritual power she used had the ability to heal.

Every spirit in the world has more or less self-healing powers, but very few are able to heal other spirits. Therefore, when the mountain ghost discovered her ability, he immediately went back and reported it to the mountain ghost patriarch. The patriarch of the mountain ghost clan has always been a woman, and their lifespan can reach thousands of years, if you want to say that the mountain ghost clan serves the mountain god and guards the mountain and the spirit in the mountain, then the primary duty of the patriarch is to protect the few mountain ghosts in the clan, so that the blood of the mountain ghost can continue. For thousands of years, mountain ghosts have been killed and injured due to battles with mandrills, and many mountain ghosts have died because they could not stop the festering of their wounds, so they understand the importance of healing powers.

That night, two mountain ghosts came to the temple, a man and a woman. Although the mountain ghost clan and the monks in the temple have no connection, but they are all friendly to each other in this mountain, the death of the rabbit is just to take off the jade plate that belongs to it in the spiritual cave for the mountain ghost, the rabbit died because of crossing the line to kill people, there is a fault, even if the monk does not kill the rabbit, the rabbit will be burned to death because of the sin.

And the mountain ghost's visit this time is because he is aware of the existence of the cold jade spirit, all spiritual objects in Tongshan need to be under the supervision of the mountain ghost, and the most important thing is that they need her to join.

Under the eaves outside the temple, a lantern flickered in a dim light, and the small lantern swayed with the mountain breeze, as if to guide the lost people in the forest into this warm abode. A man and a woman stopped at the foot of the stone steps on the mountainside, and the woman stood on the right side of the man with a white jade lamp, the green light was like her clear eyes, driving away the darkness around her like life. The man is slender, and the water in his eyes always seems to have a gentle smile when he looks at one place, which makes people inadvertently let go of their guard against him.

The man is one of the elders of the Mountain Ghost Clan, named Mu Qing, he was ordered by the patriarch Jing Mojun to bring a jade spirit back to the Mountain Ghost Clan, he also heard some things about the jade spirit, and also planned to personally observe what kind of spirit she is. It stands to reason that their mountain ghost clan belongs to the wood clan and is a near-god clan, and their healing ability should be the strongest in this human world, but the jade spirit can heal the wound in a few breaths, which is indeed much stronger than them. So he took his disciple with better spiritual power, Rou Jia, to step out of the enchantment and go to the temple.

There are a total of 500 bluestone steps leading to the temple, which twist and turn around the mountain. This stage is divided into three sections, one in the forest, one on the edge of the cliff, and the last in the clouds. Rou Jia was slightly faster than Mu Qing half a step to explore the way for him with a lantern, and the two mountain ghosts climbed the stairs and stopped outside the temple gate after a stick of incense.

The wind was strong at night, and the drizzle was faintly falling, and they came from the mountain ghost realm in the west, and when they came, they had already informed the abbot of the temple with a spirit rune, but they didn't expect to be turned away. Mu Qing and Rou Jia were both wet with rain when they arrived, and they regarded all natural things as spiritual energy, so they did not deliberately remove the moisture from their bodies.

Mu Qing stopped Rou Jia from stepping forward, he looked at the closed door and stepped forward and knocked. In the silence of the night, the sound of the iron ring echoed in the mountains, and it also woke up the preoccupied green lantern. Qing Deng rubbed her hand that had been knocked because she was in too much of a hurry, and she sat on the bed, all around her in the dark, except for the faint yellow light reflected in the window. Curious, she got out of bed, put on her clothes, opened the window and looked out, only to find that the lights of the main hall were on not far away, and she realized that someone was coming.

She also heard about the rabbit, only knew that it was the elf who attacked the person, and she didn't know anything else, she wanted to go over for the rabbit, but was stopped by the master.

Qing Lantern didn't know who was coming, and she didn't know what would happen next, she frowned slightly and was a little worried in her heart, turned her head to look at the jade placed next to the pillow, the jade spirit hadn't come back for a day, she never knew that the jade spirit could leave the body for so long, but she was afraid that the jade spirit couldn't come back because of what she provoked, after all, the jade spirit didn't understand anything, like a blank piece of paper.

The green light looked out again, the mountain was rainy, and the lights of the main hall were flickering, as if something was fermenting in this night and was about to break through.

Qing Lantern has always slept lightly, but now he is even more worried that Yu Ling can't sleep all night. Nearly four watches, there was a knock on her door.

"Green Lantern, the abbot asked you to go to the main hall. A voice sounded outside the door, and after a pause, he said, "Don't forget to bring that piece of jade." ”

Qing Deng was shocked, and sure enough, something happened to the jade spirit.

She hurriedly put on her clothes and took the piece of jade with her, and followed the old monk who reported in front of her door to the main hall. The old monk was waiting for her at the door with a lantern, her clothes were wet on her shoulders, and when she saw that she looked a little flustered and didn't even take an umbrella, he said, "The mountain rain is slightly cold, bring the umbrella." ”

"Yes. Qing Deng looked at his firm and resolute eyes, and suddenly felt relieved, and his restless heart calmed down. She nodded and went back to get the umbrella.

The old monk's name is Wuwen, who is in charge of food and clothing in the temple, and has been serving the old abbot, but he is not a disciple of the old abbot. This temple has no name and is the last temple in this world. The monks in it, old or young, are all monks in order to avoid human disputes and really believe in Buddhism, even the abbot is, he does not believe in Buddhism, but is believing, there is no power stronger than faith.

Monk Wuwen is one of the few people who believe in Buddhism, he is grateful to the old abbot for taking him in, and has been taking care of the abbot wholeheartedly, but his cultivation level is indeed the highest in this temple.

Wuwen walked to the left of the green lantern with the lamp, and the two stopped outside the main hall door. Qing Lantern put away the umbrella, and when she looked up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a thin blue shadow floating on the roof, she was stunned, and she was relieved to understand who it was. Ignorance opened the door for her, and she lifted the hem of her dress over the high threshold, and Obscen followed. On the right side of the main hall there is a small room for pilgrims, and the old abbot and two mountain ghosts are inside.

Before she entered, Qing Lantern felt that this meeting was unusual, she smelled the aroma of grass and trees outside, and thought, I'm afraid it's a mountain ghost coming.

A red candle lit up the small living room, the old abbot and Mu Qing sat on both sides of the coffee table, the old abbot was calm, sitting on the futon and drinking tea peacefully, Mu Qing looked up and down the green light, and finally his eyes fell on her purse.

"Good night to the abbot, good night to the two mountain gentlemen. "The green lantern salutes and greets, the smile is shallow, neither humble nor arrogant.

Qing Lantern looked at the two mountain ghosts who had been looking at her and smiled at them kindly. The men and women in front of them have extraordinary temperament, with a smile in their eyes, but they still exude a sense of arrogance, which can only be possessed by those with noble status. The woman was respectful, her face was calm, and when she saw her, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and it seemed that she was a mountain ghost who hated the human race.

She didn't know what they were going to do, but she vaguely guessed that they were probably here for the jade in her hand.

"Green Lantern, show the divine stone to the two mountain monarchs. The old abbot put down the teacup and said to the green lantern.

Qing Deng's fingers moved slightly, struggling in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey the old abbot's orders. She knew that there was a chance that she would not come back after handing over the divine jade, so she still untied her purse after pausing for a moment.

"Yes. Qing Lantern dragged the purse with both hands and handed it to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing took the purse and took out the cold jade stone and put it in his palm to examine it carefully, he urged the spiritual power to probe into the inside of the divine jade, and was resisted by the jade, and the cold air to the bone climbed up his fingertips along his spiritual energy, slowly seeping inward.

Qing Deng stood aside and observed his expression, and found that Mu Qing's brows were getting tighter and tighter, and he threw the jade on the table suddenly.

She sat on the roof, her mind empty, watching countless spirits slowly jump in the black forest in the vast night, shining like stars. She felt like she was thinking about something, but in fact there was nothing. She only felt that she was very tired and wanted to sleep, and this feeling was not strange to her when she was still at the bottom of the Tianhe River. It stands to reason that spirits that can be separated from the essence do not have any consciousness, and she does not know this, so she is not surprised.

The plane tree outside the door shook in the wind, starting from the roots, the blue and green lights traveled upstream along the texture of the tree, and then branched and swam to the limbs, countless blue light points flew out of the leaves, gathered into a band of light and flew towards her on the roof. The light band submerged into her heart, gathering into a warm jade heart. She only felt that her heart was hot, and a feeling of exhaustion hit her, and her spirit body gradually sank under the green tiles like a stone and wood falling into a swamp, and the blue light in the room was strong, and the cold air plummeted, and the room was full of ice.

The two ghosts in the house witnessed her birth with their own eyes, and from that day on, she had a body, and she could become a god if her spiritual power was strong.

Mu Qing and Rou Jia brought her back to the Mountain Ghost Clan, and on the first day she arrived in the clan, she met the patriarch Jing Mojun. Jing Mojun has been in charge of Tongshan Mountain Ghost for seven hundred years, and he is 1,300 years old. At this time, her white hair was as pale as rotten wood, and her clear eyes involuntarily contained a soft light when she looked at her, but it was as sharp as a knife.

The old mountain god of Tongshan has long since fallen to the gods, and their mountain ghost clan has been waiting for the growth of the new mountain god for hundreds of years, which is the sacred tree Qingtong that the old mountain god has begun to cultivate when he was in office.

That day, Jing Mojun stood on a high place and looked at the sacred tree Qingtong, which should have turned into a human form a few years ago, but it gradually declined, she couldn't understand why, the temple was strong in the divine power, which was conducive to its growth, but it was reversed, and the spiritual power only decreased but did not increase. Later, she saw the scene where Qingtong's spiritual power was sucked away, and finally understood that a humble gentleman, Geng Geng's divine son, Qingtong voluntarily handed over his spiritual power to others, but he was unable to transform due to a large loss of spiritual power.

It's just that Tongshan hasn't been blessed by the mountain god for three hundred years, and the power of the mountain ghost alone can't hold on for a long time, so they don't know how long they have to wait. The mountain god is indispensable to a mountain range, and the mandrill also saw that there was no mountain god in the mountain before wantonly releasing poison and disturbing the peace of the mountain.

"You are prosperous because of the sacred tree, but the sacred tree is declining because of you, are you willing to be the god of Tongshan Mountain for the time being, until Qingtong becomes a god?"

"I don't understand. ”

"That day, you fell from the sky, embedded in the root of the green tung and absorbed its spiritual power, so that you turned into a spirit body, and then you absorbed the divine power of the green tree every day, so that you turned into a body. But Qingtong has lost its spiritual power, and it may not be able to transform into a god within a thousand years, and it may be difficult to become a god. ”

She only felt that the world was spinning, and Jing Mojun's voice was close and far away, and her ears were constantly roaring.

"Qingtong ......"

Say slow, I'...... I can't hear clearly. She covered her head and saw that the mountain ghosts around her were all looking at her expressionlessly.

She saw Jing Mojun get off the high seat and walk to the stone platform on the right side of the flowing water, and vaguely saw her take out a scroll inlaid with jade.

"This volume ......"

Slow down, talk slowly......

The vision in his eyes became more and more blurred, and the sound in his ears was noisy and difficult to hear.

"God-given your name - Jialan. ”

Heaven gives me my name......

Jialan.

I'm Jialan, Jialan.

Jialan slowly opened her eyes, and what greeted her was still the long, red line with no end in sight, where the light was dim and the candlelight flickered. Her body was unaware of everything in the outside world, unaware of warmth and cold, and unaware of pain. Unconscious, desireless, hopeless, Jialan half-closed her eyes, slowly rising and falling in the golden pool water stained by candlelight.

"Do you remember?" Shaodian sat on the edge of the pool, and the corner of his white robe was immersed in the pool. "I guess I think about it. ”

Jialan was silent.

"Everybody is forcing you to wake up, forcing you to remember, including me. Because we always feel that you are not her, but like her. Shaodian dialed the water in the pool and said lightly.

"It's easy to kill a king, and you don't need to make a special move, but this condition is your own request, and you want to kill the king yourself, whether he is the original one or not. Recovering your memory is also your own request, and when you say you don't want to see him again, you can't recognize him and make him sad. Jialan, your name means 'guardian'. What is guarded is something you need to remember. Shaodian poured all the potions into it, touched Jialan's cheeks, and said softly, "Sleep." ”