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Regardless of whether it was injured or not, Shui Han was very satisfied with the Xingchen Arrow and was full of confidence. Glancing at the bald forest, he retreated back to the stone pavilion and began to practice the "Blood Soul Dafa".

Two months of time passed by in a short time. These days, Shui Han has cleaned the hall of affairs and has been praised by many disciples. Shui Han has a sense of accomplishment, but he is also a little disappointed, and he has never seen Yao Ke, who has been thinking about it for a long time. Every time Yao Ke came, it was daytime, and Shui Han couldn't go back to the palace of affairs. Half of the medicine field has been sorted out, and a lot of flower dew and flower souls have been harvested.

It won't take long for the amount of tasks Yang Ying said to be easily completed soon. Shui Han made up his mind, and after receiving the spirit stone, he would no longer take over this matter. Take another matter, I have time to go back to the medicine field during the day to see, she thinks about Yao Ke, and Yao Ke must miss her.

Today is the last day, Shui Han stopped cultivating early, dressed up carefully, took the token, and fled to the palace of affairs.

"The water is cold early". As soon as he arrived at the front of the hall, several junior brothers and senior brothers surrounded him.

"Morning!" Shui Han smiled. The eyes of the spirits were straight. Ning Xiangmanmiao's figure walked for a long time before he came to his senses, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Shui Han, what business do you want to take tomorrow"?

Shui Han turned around and waved his hand, smiling. "Haven't thought about it yet".

"Why?" a spiritual man approached.

"Why don't you know. Shui Han has to hand over affairs today, and he will take on a new errand tomorrow."

"Really?" The spiritual priest really wanted to smash the token in his hand, why didn't he hear the news about it, and he knew that he wouldn't take this kind of business.

"Hahaha! stop dreaming, you don't have a chance." The spirits looked at the token and laughed.

"You don't necessarily have a chance."

The palace gradually quieted down, and the palace was in a miasma again.

Shui Han carried thousands of wisps of strange smell, and carefully cleaned the hall. Now it's clear. The number of people who receive affairs in the affairs hall every day is about 5,000, and there is not much difference between the top and bottom, these are all daily affairs, and most of the disciples do monthly affairs. Shui Han is also thinking about what to do tomorrow.

After changing the incense, Shui Han sat inexplicably for a while, walked to the door of the palace several times, and looked at the undisturbed Wuliang River. was leaving, Shui Han suddenly felt a little lost. These days, when I get along with the golden carp, I have some feelings, and I leave quietly and don't give the golden carp an explanation, which seems to be a little unbearable.

What to say, what to say, I have thought of dozens of reasons. As a result, when I was with the golden carp in the past two days, I became inexplicably embarrassed, not like the laughter and chatting before. She didn't know if the golden carp sensed such a small change.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by eternal springs. The golden carp was just for a promise, an impossible promise, and he helped her for so long, which was not a favor, but it brought endless joy to Shui Han. Shui Han has thought of dozens of reasons, and he has also thought of dozens of results.

Wandering many times, he picked up the curtain that had been lowered several times and walked out of the main hall. Sooner or later, it may be better to be sincere than to make up countless reasons.

Approaching the river beach. There are countless question marks in Shui Han's eyes,

A bird's-eye view of the lake is always so quiet, the clear pool water, and the pebbles at the bottom of the water are undisguised to dissolve into the eye. It was a quiet beauty, with the clarity of water, the blue of the sky, the eyes and shadows of a spiritualist, and a pair of eyes that burned with the flame of hope.

Now, I don't see the golden carp. What's going on, in the past, the golden carp would stay here early, sitting in the scales stirred up by the wind, and waving to her with a smile. Shouting "Hey, I'm here."

In fact, Shui Han saw him from a distance, and the golden carp would say the same hello, as if he was always afraid that Shui Han would go in the wrong direction and sit in the wrong place.

I don't know how many times I sat on that stone, and the stone surface was polished. The golden carp used to laugh at her. "The stones have left a shadow".

Shui Han sat quietly on the bluestone, and the curtain was set aside. She is not in a hurry to wash, she just wants to sit and wait, and this waiting has become a habit.

Water resistance, this simple technique, the golden carp occasionally leaked his mouth, and unconsciously taught the water cold. Despite this, the water cold already knows how to drive the stream. There are still lazy thoughts in my head, and I habitually wait.

Late, the golden carp has had, just for a little while. Immediately the smiling water came.

The surface of the lake is still, with distinct shades and shades, clearly reflecting the blue sky, and the trees around the lake are like pebbles planted in the water, shaking with the waves.

The water of the lake is soft, and a gust of wind blows, drawing a light green wave mark, rippling slightly, and gently kissing the mountain rocks under your feet.

Shui Han watched quietly, and the flawless surface of the lake shimmered with a beautiful luster. The breeze blows across the lake, setting off layers of ripples, and under the light of the setting sun, the lake water sparkles, like fish scales, like broken jade, and looks extraordinarily light in the quiet twilight,......。

Before you know it, the surface of the lake changes color. Shui Han looked up at the flush of the sunset, and felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

One, two...... The clear boundaries on the surface of the water are like a line of light ink on rice paper, gradually spreading like a mist in the deep blue water, and becoming a little blurred.

The water cold shook the curtain, and in such a dark, the curtain would not dry. I had to fold it wetly. Looking back, the lake has sunk to black, and the golden carp will not come.

When the lake was lifted, the water that flowed down fell into the water, and the ice froze. Shui Han left the word water and told the golden carp to come and see him.

"Oops! Shui Han returned to the main hall and almost collided with the old spirit.

"Huh, you're lazy." The old spirit man dusted off the splashed water and stared at him strangely.

"No, it's dark early."

"There is such a thing".

"What are you doing here?" Shui Han put down the curtain and asked rhetorically.

"It's nothing, let's see when you return my spirit stone."

Shui Han glanced at him and scolded in his heart: "Old wealth fan."

In the Imperial Palace, some spirit stones will be given every time a transaction is completed. Shui Han asked, the affairs are different, and the number of spirit stones given varies, and some are as high as ten spirit stones. Shui Han calculated, cleaning the Imperial Palace, how can there be ten spirit stones in two months! Even if it is less, it is enough to add his own family background.

Shui Han inquired about this matter privately, and no spirit person took over this matter. I can't tell what it's worth.

"Rest assured, there will be no shortage of spirit stones." The water is sour and sour back to the road.

"That's good, that's good, I'm relieved." The old spirit nodded vigorously and smiled with joy.

"My business is also done, see you tomorrow".

Shui Han looked at the old spirit man shaking his head and tail. Snorted. scolded in a low voice: "Old money fan".

"I don't have to send it". The old spirit man waved his hand and walked out of the main hall.

It was very late, and Shui Han changed into a big incense stick, and quickly fled to the medicine field. You may still not see Yao Ke when you go back, and that kind of expectation has become a habit.

The stone pavilion was still empty, and another piece of the medicine field was cleared. This is repeated every day. Shui Han stood in the airspace and looked around with a smile at every change. Still, the smell of sweat was already cold. Shui Han suspected that it was not Yao Ke's breath, but after being away for a long time, that kind of coldness has become accustomed to it, it should be, but it has been cold for a long time. But the heart of the water is cold, but it is hot.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will definitely see you". Shui Han sat in the pavilion full of hope. Hua Zun put it on the stone table and smiled stupidly for a while.

A long screech sounded from the bald forest, and the branches of the trees trembled slightly, and the sound of the cold wind blowing by. The thick crystal frost hanging between the branches, under the reflection of the starlight, flashed with bunches of white jade, which were exquisitely clear, making people feel cold through the bones.

What is there outside the forest? Standing in the medicine field, looking at the newly sorted herbs. Shui Han's gaze was attracted by the jade ying in the forest, which seemed to block the cold current from outside the forest.

This glance aroused curiosity, and he also forgot Yang Ying's advice.

Shui Han pushed Hua Zun, blocked in front of the spirit body, and cautiously walked towards the bald forest. Outside the forest, Shui Han poked his head out from behind the flower and condensed the scene inside the forest.

This barren forest seems sparse and barren. There is no dry weather. The stems are bent and indestructible, and the branches are stretched and staggered, twisted together. The body of the tree looks like a pale fold, without the slightest crack, and the roots are white and blue, mixed with a few red threads, as if the red line is inlaid in jasper.

The red silk of the roots of the tree attracts the water cold. Unconsciously walked under the tree. I took a breath and didn't feel my brow locked.

"Bloody gas"?

Shui Han looked into the depths of the woods, and was surprised to find that the deeper he went, the more red threads there were. The red one is a little harsh, and I can't help but stand on end when I see it.

After being stunned for a while, Shui Han condensed the battle shield and took back the flower honor. With a buzz, the battle shield swirled around the body into a transparent shield ring.

The blood is terrible, and the tree that can suck blood is even more terrifying. Shui Han sometimes seems rude, careless, and reckless. It doesn't mean that you don't have brains or skills when you encounter problems, how can you get mixed into the spiritual realm. It's just that when I arrived in the spiritual realm, I learned to indulge and release the wild nature of convergence.

As soon as he approached the dry forest, he immediately felt a chill penetrate the armor. There was a little chill, and the chill disappeared again.

The shield touched the messy branches, and the branches rolled up as if frightened. The snow on the branches fell with a clatter. Shui Han stopped, reached out and took a small Xiaoice crystal, and the crystal flower fell into the palm of his hand. Another shiver, the cold sweat condensed from the corners of his forehead turned into ice, and the bare skin was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

The biting chill took away the only trace of warmth outside the body. It was as if the soul and body were separated in this breath. Frightened, Shui Han hurriedly fled and dodged the falling ice.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost frozen in the forest." The water cold wiped the frost off his face, and his face was sweating.

Looking at the rolled tree hole, my heart palpitated. Why is the ice and snow in the forest so cold, this is the snow in the spiritual realm. Shui Han didn't believe it very much, and he hadn't seen it, and after flying to the spirit realm, he fell directly to Jinghan Palace. Then he was assigned to Liangfeng Palace and began endless cultivation. What is outside the palace? What is there? I don't know anything.