Sitting on the white platform, Ting Lan felt the power coming from all directions.

Such a power has a familiar and strange feeling that has not been seen for a long time. In the moment of her concentration, she felt that she was one with this pure white platform.

A surprising feeling.

I've been on this platform before, and I've never felt like this.

In the dark, in the sea of consciousness that she can't see, there seems to be a pure white Bodhi flower, which is quietly blooming.

Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a platform - the distant sound of recitation is drowned out by mixed thoughts.

On the somewhat unfamiliar platform, the girl closed her eyes tightly and looked at the world.

This has been done many times.

In the past, when the Master was there, he would bring them up. And now, when the master is not there, they need to stay here alone.

Staying here requires more care, more patience.

Her innate temperament made her sit there like a beautiful picture. The only difference is that the woman in red many years later has changed into a blue dress.

Such a pure blue, such a stunning blue!

In the blue, with a hint of coldness. I don't know how to describe such coldness. In short, after seeing it, you will think of the bleak autumn scene.

The woman in blue didn't notice it.

In Qinghua Palace, through the water mirror, I peeked at this snow-white platform. When he saw the woman squatting on the high platform clearly, his mood was very complicated.

She was dressed in a blue garment that was neither salty nor light—was it because the high priest had found her on top of the indigo?

Emperor Qinghua was very absent-minded. The meat thrown to the Yuan Sheng was far away from the little lion. Yuan Sheng let out a low whimper, and whispered a protest against Emperor Qinghua.

Emperor Qinghua didn't notice it.

He was thinking, how could a person with an immortal soul who only possessed three spirits and one soul be able to sit upright on the high platform of the Snow Pavilion?

Such surprise, such hesitation, made him almost forget that he wanted to turn off the water mirror.

Drooping his eyelids, he was stunned for a while. Suddenly, I heard Gong E report that someone was visiting.

Qinghua took the water mirror without a trace, and asked lightly, "Who is here?"

Nagong E was still young, and said: "The slave doesn't recognize it, the man only said that Emperor Ziwei is here, and he is here to deliver the letter." ”

"Is it Si Ming?" asked Emperor Qinghua.

Si Ming Xingjun does not come to Qinghua Palace often. His image is very deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Whether they have seen him or not, they all know that he is the Emperor of the Stars, who is in charge of the luck of everything in the mortal world.

"It's not Si Ming Xingjun," the little Gong'e said tremblingly, "That person is wearing a snow-white robe, and his appearance is very beautiful, and he only said that he is here to deliver a letter to Emperor Ziwei." I didn't say anything from the side. ”

"Snow-white clothes?" Emperor Qinghua twisted his eyebrows.

That Gong'e trembled and said, "It's an immortal monarch." ”

Qinghua was stunned. The gods in snow-white clothes have always been happy to be made by the people of the Snow Pavilion. After a long time, few people like to wear the same white clothes as in the Snow Pavilion.

Hou Tu Niang Niang is naturally excepted. If she wants to come to her Qinghua Palace, where will people know. Besides, he has already sealed the Houtu Palace, even if Niangniang wants to come, it is impossible for him not to know.

"Alright, you let him in!" Emperor Qinghua said lazily.

I've been an emperor for so many years, and I've never seen anything glamorous. I don't know who this person who doesn't even want to say his identity is sacred.

Gong E immediately retreated in silence.

Yuan Sheng had already finished eating the meat in front of him.

Qinghua said lightly: "Stay on the side." ”

The stupid and cute nine little lions immediately obediently, pacing, ran behind the seat of Emperor Qinghua, blinked his eyes, and lived like a pug.

"Hey, Qinghua, our brothers, it's been a long time!" the nine lions had just sat down when they heard such a greeting with a smile.

When Emperor Qinghua heard this voice, his face was like the bottom of a pot for a while, and he said, "Why are you here?"

The nine lions, out of instinct, stood up with a "Teng" sound and stopped between Qinghua and the comer. On the one hand, he looked at Emperor Qinghua with one head, and on the other hand, he looked at the people who came with the other eight heads.

The man smiled and said, "Why can't I come?" Qinghua, we are good brothers!"

"Who is a good brother with you!" Qinghua said unhappily.

The one with nine lions looked at Qinghua's head, looked at Emperor Qinghua's expression, and listened to Emperor Qinghua's tone, and immediately understood that this person in front of him was not a good person.

He turned his only head looking at Emperor Qinghua, nine heads, all looking at the comer, with a displeased expression, at him, "whooping" and shouting.

The visitor looked at the nine lions and said with a smile: "Yuan Sheng, why are you barking like a little tiger! Aren't you a lion?!"

You're the little tiger! Your whole family is a little tiger!

Yuan Sheng was not convinced, looked at the comer, and screamed angrily.

"I said it, if Chengxuan doesn't come back for a day, I won't see you for a day!" Qinghua said coldly.

The visitor laughed and said, "Come on, you have admitted it yourself! I know that Tianzun has returned! Didn't you go to Guiji Mountain? You should know that the kapok there is blooming better than in previous years!"

"You're big!" Qinghua's face was full of black lines.

"Qinghua, Tianzun has returned, those things about you and me-"

"Please leave here with a mellow hue for me immediately!" Qinghua exclaimed angrily, "You are not welcome in Qinghua Palace!"

The person who came looked at Emperor Qinghua with a smile and said, "Leave mellowly, what kind of departure is it?"

Qinghua is too lazy to pay attention to people.

The nine lions, with their eighteen eyes, looked at the people who came, and then looked at the Qinghua Emperor. Immediately, the four feet moved together, from between the two, rolled to the feet of Emperor Qinghua, and from the feet of Emperor Qinghua, rolled to the feet of the comer, and finally, rolled to the middle of the two.

Emperor Qinghua said coldly: "The first actor of the Nine Heavens, the main god of Kunlun Mountain, have you seen it?"

"You-"

"What are you!Shao Hao, you are just the main god of Kunlun Mountain, in front of me, you, me, me, what will this become!" Qinghua said with a little anger.

"But, Qinghua—"

"Nothing good. Emperor Qinghua said coldly.

Shao Hao was speechless for a while. Even if he has a thousand acting skills and a thousand thoughts, at this moment, he is embarrassed like a child.

"Also, neither Chengxuan nor the High Priest have returned. Out of here, you'd better take care of my mouth!" Qinghua said coldly, then hugged Yuan Sheng, and muttered, "Go, Yuan Sheng, go for a walk with me!" Look at you, you have eaten so much meat, and you don't like to move, when Ziwei comes back, I don't dare to recognize you!"

Shao Hao stood there, like an invisible man.

Qinghua, a stupid person, doesn't know that at this moment, the disciple of the Snow Pavilion named Ting Lan is on duty in the Snow Pavilion?

He alone could not do anything. What if he and Qinghua join forces?

If we join forces together, then the immortal soul lost by the High Priest of the Phoenix will definitely be repaired.

At such a critical time, why is Qinghua still so confused!

If the High Priest comes back and the Heavenly Venerable returns, will it be far away?

When Tianzun died, he heard about the kapok in Guiji Mountain, and in an instant, they all thanked him.