Chapter Ninety-Five: Suo Yao Temple
"Suoyao Temple......"
Shen Xun walked over, "Suo Yao Temple, the Temple of Goddesses." ”
Qinghe looked at him: "You know?"
Shen Xun was a little sad, "It's the dormitory of the goddess." ”
Pushing open the closed rusty temple door, the scenery furnishings inside are even more tattered, but the once magnificent and gorgeous decoration style is still faintly visible, although it is stained with dust, but it still does not lose its style.
Shen Xun said as he walked: "Lingxi Goddess, she used to be the goddess of the guardian god tree, I have only seen her once, but I still can't forget her face. ”
Qinghe said softly: "She must be beautiful." ”
Shen Xun looked at her: "You've seen it too." ”
"I've seen it too?" Qinghe couldn't help but think back, but his mind went blank.
She has not seen many beauties, and the most impressive one is ......
"Could it be," Qinghe was slightly shocked, "is it?"
Entering the main hall, the white jade corridor is long, and there are still lotus flowers growing in the pools on both sides, but the pool water is dirty and smelly, and fortunately this lotus is not a mortal thing, otherwise this environment would not have survived for a long time.
Qinghe couldn't bear to feel that such a beautiful palace would become like this, his heart moved, his sleeves flicked, and the spiritual power came out majestically, and in a blink of an eye, the filth of the hall was turned away by the spiritual power and disappeared.
The temple revealed its original appearance, and the lotus flowers became straight and beautiful, shining brightly.
Qinghe squatted down and touched the lotus petal, the lotus petal trembled, and the residual spiritual power attached to it came out in an instant, and the lotus turned into a spirit, slowly gathering into a figure above the pool.
The figure slowly takes shape from the bottom up until its full face is revealed.
Qinghe opened his eyes wide and enjoyed the beauty of this scene.
Pink clothes and red faces, the beauty of the country.
Her guess was not wrong, the Lingxi Goddess, the owner of the Suo Yao Temple, was the portrait she had found in the palace of the Apocalypse, Mo Junqian's mother.
The portrait I have seen before has a long history, and I can still see the appearance between the blurs, and at this moment, I saw the illusion of the spiritual power transformed into a real person, and I was even more amazed by this beauty.
Qinghe couldn't help but lament, they are both people in the Three Realms, look at others and then look at themselves, why is the gap so big.
The illusion of the Lingxi Divine Maiden gradually came to life, she looked at the two of them, with a gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "The two of you are not from the Protoss, right?"
Qinghe paused for a moment and nodded.
The goddess seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and did not show a surprised expression, she floated in front of the two of them, and told her past: "In the past, as the goddess of the god clan, I guarded the sacred tree for nearly a thousand years, fulfilled my duties, adhered to my duty, and never made any mistakes, but in the end, I was killed by a traitor, and ended up with three souls scattered, and tried my best to separate this wisp of soul at the moment of life and death. ”
She looked at Qinghe Shenxun, "I've been waiting for many years, and I've finally waited for you." ”
Qinghe's eyes condensed slightly: "You already knew that someone would come." ”
The Lingxi goddess smiled lightly, and a smile fell into the city.
"I'm just taking a gamble, after all, no one in this Suo Yao Temple is disdainful. ”
Qinghe wondered in his heart, how could someone disdain to come to the dormitory where the sacred goddess lived in the past?
However, Lingxi had no intention of telling the past, and Qinghe didn't ask, but instead asked, "You are the goddess of the guardian sacred tree, you must know where the sacred tree is, right?"
Lingxi: "What are you looking for the Divine Tree?"
Qinghe paused, "I'm looking for someone." ”
Lingxi looked at her silently and said for a moment, "That must be someone very important to you." ”
Qinghe didn't refute, "Indeed. ”
Lingxi wandered back and forth, as if he was considering, and said for a long time: "The location of the Divine Tree is only known to me, since the incident seven hundred years ago, I have transferred the Divine Tree, hid it, and never told others again, for fear that those who have a heart will repeat the disaster of the year." ”
Although Qinghe didn't know what that incident was, she was by no means a villain, so she assured Lingxi: "Don't worry, the goddess, I have no interest in the sacred tree, I'm just looking for someone, if the goddess doesn't believe it, you can follow and monitor us all the way." ”
Although Lingxi only has a trace of soul now, the power of the Protoss is far stronger than that of human cultivation.
Lingxi looked at her deeply, and finally said, "Okay, I'll take you there." ”
Qinghe said gratefully: "Thank you." ”
Lingxi raised her hand and made a gesture in the air, Qinghe looked at the pool next to her with the spiritual power emanating from her hand, only to see that the accompanying lotus in the water was attracted by the spiritual power, turned into gurgling water, and performed a flying rain in the air, which slowly fell into Lingxi's hands and turned into the appearance of Dilian again.
"The lotus flower is the same as the pedicle, the same death and life, and the red lotus Zen mind, the heart to all beings to relieve suffering. The Sacred Tree is the root of the Three Realms, and its location is in this red lotus. ”
Qinghe Shenxun didn't understand what she meant, stared straight at the Lotus in her hand, and was silent.
Lingxi raised his hand and threw the lotus flower into the air, the lotus petals were scattered, wandering around Lingxi's body, accompanied by spiritual power, turning into huge lotus petals and slowly blooming at Lingxi's feet, looking from afar, it seemed to be ****.
The lotus petals grew larger and larger, until they completely enveloped Lingxi, and the mist rose, blurring the vision, and when they saw it again, there was no trace of Lingxi.
Shen Xun said: "She went to the place where the sacred tree is, let's follow quickly." ”
Qinghe nodded.
The two followed them into the center of the lotus, and the mist rose again, taking them to another dimension.
After they disappeared, the lotus petals paused for a moment and slowly retracted until they returned to the size of a normal lotus flower, disappeared into the water, and vanished.
The lotus carried the three of them galloping, there was nothing around, and the eyes were full of darkness, and Qinghe Shenxun could only follow Lingxi's figure closely.
"Do you believe her?" said Shen Xun, looking ahead.
Qinghe held his wrist, "I don't believe it's all here." "Regretting it now won't help.
Moreover, she is Mo Junqian's mother, and with Mo Junqian's undoubted male protagonist, his mother will not be a villain.
It's just that she doesn't understand why Lingxi wants to leave this wisp of soul, whether it is for herself or an unknown prophet, or for some other reason.
Whatever the reason, she didn't really want to know, the sacred tree was close at hand, and the only thing she wanted to do was find Qirong and take him home.
Lotus went all the way forward, the surroundings became darker and darker, and Qinghe faintly heard the sound of rustling, which gradually increased, as if something was flying towards them.
There seemed to be light in the distance, from far to near, and the number increased, Qinghe hadn't seen what it was, only to hear Shen Xun look ahead and exclaim: "It's the alder leaf compass!"
Qinghe reacted for two seconds: "What needle?"
The needle had come to the front in a moment, and Shen Xun didn't have time to explain to her, so he pulled her over and pressed her head, and the two of them squatted down together.
The flying needle shot straight past the backs of the two of them, and before they got up, the next wave had already shot over, Qinghe subconsciously raised his hand to block it, but found that the spiritual power was suppressed in the divine realm, and even the most ordinary protective shield could not be condensed.