Chapter 34: The Spiritual Root I
"Eldest sister, what do you say. Lin Yueyue was weak-hearted, "When did I say that I should care about my eldest sister's marriage." β
"Isn't it?" Lin Suisui didn't tear her down, and smiled, "That's how much I care." β
A few people approached the pavilion, and He Yan's face, which was still talking and laughing with the purple-clothed junior sister just now, was instantly surprised, "Six?"
Especially when he saw Lin Suisui beside Song Ci, his always gentle smile was even a little distorted, "You can actually enter the mountain gate, but the immortal test for a while is not so easy to fool." β
"Senior Brother He, who is this?" Senior Sister in Purple smiled sweetly, and her tone of voice was very similar to Lin Yueyue.
He Yan glanced at the expressionless Lin Suisui with disdain, "The old playmate is probably the master's fortune boy again." β
"Oh~"
The purple-clothed junior sister looked meaningfully at Lin Suisui's clothes and shook her head, "Seeing that your family background is also average, why do you have to smash the pot and sell iron to cultivate immortals?"
"Isn't it good to be an ordinary woman?"
Her eyes skimmed over Lin Suisui, staring at the brightly dressed Lin Yueyue for a while, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "Girl, what kind of place are you here, if you want to choose an Oiran, please go down the mountain!"
"Brother Yan!" Lin Yueyue's eyes were red, and she stepped forward to hold He Yan's hand, tears swaying, and she was extremely aggrieved.
"Senior brother!" the purple-clothed senior sister didn't follow either, pulling his other hand.
He Yan was in a dilemma, one was his fiancΓ©e, the other was a confidante, not to mention Meng Qing and Lin Suisui were present.
He cast a plea gaze towards Qi He and Sima Jiu.
Qi He and Sima Yan glanced at each other and silently took a few steps back.
Meng Qing rolled his eyes and said coldly: "If you want to be jealous, you should find a quiet place." A few of us went up to the mountain to study, not to watch Rausch's secular opera. β
Song Ci nodded, quietly glanced at Lin Suisui, who was watching the play, and echoed: "Please also take us to participate in the immortal test." β
"Senior Brother He, Senior Sister Feng. The master told us to take these people to Mengling Lake as soon as possible. It's not too early to go. β
Another round-faced blue-robed senior brother opened his mouth, He Yan breathed a sigh of relief, first smiled at Senior Sister Feng, and then wiped away Lin Yueyue's tears, and said loudly: "Then please come with me to Mengling Lake." β
Senior Sister Feng snorted coldly, walked side by side with He Yan in front to lead the way, and did not forget to turn around and give Lin Yueyue a roll of the eyes.
"Do you know who your rival is now?" Lin Suisui walked past Lin Yueyue who was in a daze, and gently dropped a sentence.
He Yanken hid his original body for Lin Yueyue, and naturally he would hide it from Lin Yueyue for Senior Sister Feng.
Affectionate but not affectionate, how can it be a good match.
Lin Suisui shook his head and followed behind Song Ci, extremely religious.
So what kind of marriage do you want, isn't it good to seriously cultivate immortals and live a long life?
"Big sister. β
Lin Yueyue, who came back to her senses, chased after her, her lips moved for a long time, but she didn't know what to say.
The group walked through the bamboo forest and walked silently to a valley with a depression.
The sweetness of the flowers gradually washed away the freshness of the bamboo forest.
Through the light mist, a powdery blue lake suddenly burst into everyone's eyes.
"It's... It's so beautiful!"
Lin Suisui praised gently, she looked up at Song Ci, she didn't expect that when he was a god, he was a romantic character.
It is surrounded by clouds all year round, and is surrounded by layers of peach blossom forests.
And this peach blossom forest will not change with the four seasons, and it is always in full bloom.
It is said that it is because the god of dreams does not like the bare appearance of the peach forest after the peach blossoms wither. He used magic to set the peach blossoms in full bloom forever.
New flowers are constantly blooming, and the old flowers drift into Mengxian Lake with the wind, spreading layer after layer on it.
After tens of thousands of years of peach blossoms falling, the color of the lake has become the ultimate mixture of peach pink and sky blue.
Sensing her gaze, Song Ci turned his face away and looked at her with joy in his eyes, "Do you like it here?"
The breeze blows, bringing countless petals flying.
Lin Suisui looked at the peach petals stained on Song Ci's sideburns, and couldn't tell which of the two was more gorgeous for a while, so he nodded in a daze.
"Like. She smiled silly.
Song Ci didn't speak, with a smile hidden in his eyes, and reached out to catch the fluttering petals.
The Zhilan jade tree seems to be an immortal standing in the wind.
Lin Suisui looked envious, and he also learned the same.
The petals were light, and she gently covered her palm, squinting her eyes and counting the petals that fell into her palm from between her fingers.
Song Ci looked at her seriously, his fingers quietly brushed Lin Suisui's bun, gently pinned a peach blossom to it, and his voice was so low that it was almost to himself, "I like it too." β
Falling flowers are ruthless, and people are affectionate.
Even Meng Qing, Qi He and others were also shocked by the scenery in front of them.
Everyone sighed a few times, and when six small boats gradually surfaced on the lake.
He Yancai cleared his throat and pointed towards the boat in Mengling Lake, "Although the scenery is beautiful, the business is important. Next, please board these six boats in turn and go to the center of the lake together. β
"The spirit beast will judge you to stay or not according to the spirit root. β
He glanced at the peach blossoms on Lin Suisui's bun and smiled coldly, "Cultivating immortals relies on spiritual roots, not others. I hope you will do it yourself!"
Once the students enter Mengling Lake, they no longer need to lead the way.
It was also time for He Yan and the others to return to the inner mountain to resume their lives.
"Brother Yan. β
Lin Yueyue's voice was not loud or small, and she stopped He Yan, who was about to leave, "Aren't you waiting for me here?"
"Yueyue doesn't have to worry, anyone who has a spiritual root will be sent directly into the inner mountain by a small boat by a spirit beast. You and I can meet there. β
He Yan pinched Lin Yueyue's face and said gently: "You are the Moon Spirit Root, don't be afraid." β
"But!"
Lin Yueyue was low, looking at the purple-clothed woman holding the sword, but she didn't dare to ask.
"Senior Brother He, aren't you going back to Neishan?"
The purple-clothed senior sister had a delicate voice, He Yan responded, and patted Lin Yueyue's shoulder encouragingly, "Don't be afraid, spirit beasts are not fierce." β
He walked so fast that Lin Yueyue didn't even catch the corner of his clothes.
Compared with Lin Yueyue's amazement, the rest of the people were quite calm, and they had already gotten into the boat and set off towards the center of the lake.
Song Ci naturally took Lin Suisui and walked to the two adjacent boats, and handed her his small baggage, "There is the silver ticket you gave before, if it is really difficult for Qin Ke, the silver ticket will be given to him." β
"What about you?" Lin Suisui was uneasy.
Song Ci didn't answer, helped Lin Suisui onto the boat, and then smiled at her: "Look at the will of heaven." β
"That's not going to work!"
Lin Suisui grabbed Song Ci and stuffed the burden into his arms, "You have to enter the inner mountain to cultivate immortals." I ......"
Before she finished speaking, the boat suddenly distanced itself from Song Ci as if it was being pulled from the bottom of the water.
Lin Suisui held the rocking boat and waved his hand at the worried Song Ci.
"I have my own ......"
The petals fell in front of Song Ci's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Suisui's boat disappeared.