Mu Rin's consciousness has not fully recovered, and in her dream she is like a small boat that is easy to break, rising and falling, drifting and swaying on the deep and boundless sea. Whenever she thought of something, her mind would melt into an infinite chaos and nothingness, and if she thought about it deeply, her head would split.

Mu Rin gradually felt endless sadness, as if she was the only one in thousands of years, trapped in the thick black prison and never recovered. This sense of despair destroys her inch by inch, but it can't destroy her. At this time, the scene of the heart-wrenching soul reappeared in front of her eyes - the sacrifice of the Hades!

That is the eternal and piercing scar that Mu Rin has been afraid of to this day and has not dared to face directly. The person who loved her the most died, leaving her alone, what was the point of living? Hades' death had tormented Mu Rin for ten thousand years of almost madness, making everything in her eyes turn gray, and even every inch of breath was painful and depressed.

A moment is like a nail, and a thousand years are like a finger.

Unconsciously, tears slid down the corners of Mu Rin's eyes, and the hot liquid crossed the pale and haggard face, gradually disappearing into the dark sideburns.

Orikawa sat on the side, looked at her expressionlessly for a while, and saw that she had no sign of waking up, so he actually got up and picked her up.

Unexpectedly light, a fairy body can be so weak that it is obviously impossible to withstand the test of the mixed element enchantment, but he has to force himself.

No matter what, if it is not broken, it will not stand.

His mind moved, and the two of them arrived at the underground of the Asgard Palace in an instant.

Countless night pearls are quietly suspended in mid-air, and the soft pale white light illuminates the huge space, and under the refraction of the translucent ice on the ground, the whole space appears more empty and quiet. Only in the center of the space stood a huge six-sided ice vertebrae, the whole body was translucent, and the complex and mysterious light blue lines loomed in the light light, looking very blurry and dreamy.

Orikawa walked slowly, and there was no sluggishness on the ice, and his gaze swept lightly over the six-sided ice pick, which immediately transformed into a gorgeous light blue ice seat.

Orikawa gently put Mu Rin on the ice seat, and the moment he withdrew his hand, a layer of ice formed on the ice seat, sealing Mu Rin in the whole ice, and Mu Rin shrank as if he was cold.

There was no fluctuation on Orikawa's face, and the ice seat turned into the original ice pick after a turn of mind, and Mu Rin was standing in the ice pick, closing his eyes and being very peaceful.

Orikawa's figure disappeared into the ground in the blink of an eye.

Mu Rin seemed to be in the middle of ice and snow, and it seemed that even his blood was about to be cold. And she couldn't do anything, she could only endure the extreme bitter cold that kept pouring in.

This domineering bitter cold was not without benefit, while Mu Rin was groggy and suffering the pain, she actually felt a trace of extremely subtle and pure divine power accompanying her, which ran in her body for week after day, slowly nourishing her immortal body and soul.

Zhechuan came to visit Mu Rin in the underground palace every three days, and saw that she had no sign of waking up, and gradually became a little impatient, or he was a little disappointed, the person who passed his many tests was so vulnerable, if she couldn't wake up within a year, she was afraid that she would sleep here.

After Zhichuan returned for the seventh time in vain, he didn't come over, and occasionally remembered her and peeked through the water mirror, he was usually idle, practicing, reading, playing the piano, practicing swords, and playing chess, but he didn't completely leave this matter behind.

On this day, Zhichuan stroked the piano on the top of the mountain, and suddenly felt something, and his slender fingers suddenly pressed the strings, and his mind turned, and the clouds and mist gathered in all directions, and quickly turned into water and the mirror was suspended in the air, showing the scene in the underground palace in front of him completely.

The hexagonal ice picks that did not move all day long shone brightly, and the ghostly blue spiritual light filled the entire space under the refraction of the ice surface, and the woman in the ice picked grew in height little by little, and her body gradually grew up, until she was fifteen or sixteen years old.

The next moment, she opened her eyes in the ice, a pair of peach blossom eyes were magnificent and deep, and there was a faint flash of deep purple streamer. At the moment when Mu Rin raised his eyes, the cold ice frozen on his body was torn apart and scattered to the ground.

It's just that...... Her clothes were torn and scattered all over the floor.

Orikawa immediately waved his sleeves, and the water mirror instantly turned into scattered clouds and mist.

Mu Rin didn't know that someone was peeping, and she didn't react much when she saw the clothes on her body breaking, she stood barefoot on the ice and didn't feel cold at all, looked around, and didn't see anything that could be used as clothing.

She can't just go out like this, right? Mu Rin was a little skeptical about life.

At this time, Mu Rin suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air, her eyes condensed and subconsciously avoided her, and then she heard something penetrating the ice, she looked at the source of the sound, and a sharp arrow was stuck diagonally on the ice where she was originally standing, and her tail trembled slightly.

Mu Rin lowered her body and held the arrow, but she didn't expect the arrow to turn into a streamer and lie in the palm of her hand, this is a man's robe.

Mu Rin suddenly thought of something, her eyes widened slightly, and her face flushed uncontrollably.

...... Did any of the men know that her clothes were damaged? Or did he see something?

Mu Rin glared at the white clothes in his hand, and finally suppressed the subtle shame in his heart, and went out first.

Although it is an unknown man's robe, at this time, there is obviously no room for choice, so Mu Rin will put it on.

I don't know what the material of this plain robe is, it is warm and cool and comfortable, and it is also stained with a faint fragrance of pine snow, but it is a little wide, Mu Rin is wearing it loosely, and it is better after wearing the belt, but the curvy calf is half exposed.

Mu Rin's long black and silky hair fell straight down to her ankles, and her skin was white and moisturized. She stood still in place, seeing the night pearls floating in a row above her head, as if pointing out the way ahead for her, Mu Rin simply stepped barefoot on the ice, and walked around for a moment before leaving this space.

Mu Rin stood alone in front of the palace gate, looking at the long-lost sunlight outside the palace and smiling lazily, she thought she would never see her again.

In the distance, there are immortals who come by the wind, cold and dusty, and amazing. A silver hair like a bright moon covered with scorching brilliance, a white dress and her body may be the same style, and his body looks extremely appropriate and dusty. No one in the world, she thought, could look so good in white.

The face is like jade, the posture is like a pine, the fluttering is like a shock, and the grace is like a dragon...... Mu Rin has seen a lot of immortals, but almost none of them can match this person's elegance! He seems to be a mortal who has just reached the age of the crown, and his stunning appearance is unparalleled in the world, and he is not worse than Mo Wangchen. It's just that Mo Wangchen's facial features are more gentle and delicate, while he looks cold and noble, always inadvertently revealing a bit of indifference and casualness.

The immortal was standing in front of her at this moment, the mountains were looking up, and the scenery was stopping. Mu Rin thought to himself, this is an unattainable man, like the flower of the high ridge and the moon of the cold mountain, which is unattainable.

"Who are you?" Mu Rin broke the silence, and after changing her voice, her voice seemed to be more ethereal and clear.

The man's voice was also cold and dusty, and although his voice was calm and indifferent, it was still magnetically confusing, "I am the lord of Yingzhou, and I am a real person in Zhechuan." ”

Orikawa, this turned out to be the name of a real person...... Breaking the river and breaking the river, severing the mountain peak and cutting off the river with a wave of his hand, what kind of majesty is this? There are very few immortals who can be respected as real people, and they are all powerful people who have reached a certain realm, and their strength is unfathomable.

Mu Rin has never heard of this Zhechuan real person, such a young appearance, it should be a new anti-heaven demon in the past 10,000 years.

Mu Rin pressed the surprise in her heart, smiled, and bowed with great piety: "Is it a real person to accept apprentices? ”

Zhichuan looked at this smiling woman lightly, her toughness, stubbornness, and obsession were even more brilliant than this magnificent appearance, but Xun Xian asked, the most important thing is to have a quiet Dao heart.

"Your obsession is too heavy, and you are prone to demons. This is a very heavy criticism, and it is obvious that Orikawa means to refuse.

There was some suffocating silence in the scene.

Mu Rin's expression fluctuated slightly, and quickly calmed down like a microwave lake, and it seemed that he did not waver in the slightest under his denial.

After a long time, Mu Rin stared at Zhichuan and smiled lightly, there was a thorough and profound light in his eyes, "Why ask if you have no desires and no desires? If people have no obsession, it is better to be a plant and tree." What's more, even if it's a real person, do you really have no obsession?"

Mu Rin forced her eyes to look at Orikawa.

She was going to ask,

She wants to be immortal again,

She wants to avenge the sea of blood,

She will sacrifice to heaven to soothe the spirits of the underworld,

She even wants to change her life against the sky and save the Hades!

Zhichuan's eyes were unwavering, and he only looked at this stubborn little girl lightly, as if he was not shaken by her words at all.

As time passed, Mu Rin's heart slowly sank into the endless abyss, and her eyes gradually converged and dimmed.

What's the point of continuing to stalemate with Orikawa Zhenma? Even if he eventually takes her as an apprentice, what can the master, who has always been at odds with her philosophy, teach her?

Li Li could think clearly about the pros and cons in an instant, but she still had those few faint hopes in her heart.

What if he could approve of her?

She finally lowered her eyes, accepted her fate, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhichuan actually spoke, and his cold and indifferent voice echoed in Mu Rin's ears, "My obsession and the avenue go hand in hand, and you are trapped by obsession." ”

The first two tests she passed with extraordinary intelligence and perseverance, and the last time she was stuck in the dark ice and did not wake up, I am afraid that the obsession has given birth to demons.

If the heart demon can't cross, what's the point of cultivating immortals, sooner or later, one day he will go mad and die, and he won't even be able to enter reincarnation at that time.

Every word that Orikawa said to Mu Rin, how could it not be a knock?

Who knew that when Mu Rin heard this, he actually laughed decisively, "Master, what can I do with the demons in my heart? I can get out of the predicament once, I can get out of thousands of times, I have come by trekking through mountains and rivers, if I don't have such courage and awareness, I don't deserve to appear in front of you to apprentice." ”

When Orikawa heard this, he no longer debated with her, nor did he say a word about her address, but walked into the hall with his feet raised.

Mu Rin stood in front of the hall and looked at his elegant and dusty back, the fist clenched in his sleeve tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, he turned around and left without saying a word, did he ignore it or acquiesce?

The voice coming from the hall was cold and dusty, and it was as far away as a fairy mist, "You won't come in with me?"

Mu Rin seemed to hear a hint of almost inaudible helplessness, she could no longer suppress the smile on her lips, and jumped into the hall happily.

"Yes, Master Orikawa!"

The big thing has been accomplished, and at this time, Mu Rin has the leisure to look around. This Suyuan Immortal Hall is elegant, orderly and dusty, but it is empty, and there is no one except Master Zhichuan and herself.

Mu Rin suddenly remembered an extremely important matter, and faced the master who was sitting on the immortal throne carelessly, he stepped forward and asked, "Master, have you seen a white jade pear hairpin?"

Since Mu Rin entered the White Bend Mountain, Ming Yi has not appeared again, Mu Rin was so busy that he forgot about her, until he successfully apprenticed just now, and when he touched the cuffs with joy, he found that the hairpin was not there, and the ghost was not there!