"It's not because you're a little girl who has just transformed into a shape, and the other plants haven't transformed yet, be obedient and send the lotus back!"

"Hmm!" Just when Granny Tree was helpless, she saw the little girl looking towards the void suspiciously.

"Who dares to peep at my Ethereal Peak?" Granny Tree noticed the abnormality, and flew forward to protect the little girl, her eyes staring coldly at the void, and the powerful majesty emanated towards the void.

"Hey...., it's so powerful and majestic, it's not much better than the white-bearded Kunpeng I met last time!" Fortunately, when the majesty of Granny Shu hit, the fragrance of flowers on the mirror became blurred, and then disappeared, and Yun Xiaoqi patted his chest in fear.

"What a terrible old woman!" Yun Xiaoqi muttered with palpitations.

"Jin'er, what happened just now? Who was snooping?" asked Granny Shu, sensing the disappearance of the peep.

"Jin'er doesn't know, but it's a familiar feeling, no malice, very warm....." The little girl muttered as she thought back to how she had just felt.

"It's good if you don't have malicious intent, you are not allowed to mess around in the future, and you can practice with the old body!" Granny Shu nodded the little girl's little head.

"I know, I know about cultivation all day long, and I'm annoyed...."The little girl rolled her eyes arrogantly, and angrily put the lotus back into the lotus pond, looking unhappy.

"This little Nizi...."Granny Shu's brain hurts, it is also a thousand-year-old lotus flower, and the other is the nature of the plant, which is like this naughty bag, messing around all day long.....

Yun Xiaoqi, who didn't know anything about all this, stared at the mirror again with interest, and as the ripples on the top of the mirror rippled at once, the picture appeared again in a turn.

The main hall of carved beams and paintings, the dragon-shaped buildings everywhere are extremely bright, the aura is full of brilliance, and the huge buildings form one palace after another, so many that the clouds and small seven can not be counted.

"What a big palace, so strong and majestic!" Yun Xiaoqi couldn't help but say, just looking at this scale is extremely grand, and the main hall of the Qinhan Sect is simply a firefly light and a bright moon compared to here.

As the picture turns, the whole view of each hall is clearly visible, and the picture stops at one of the many halls, and two female figures appear.

Sky blue clothes, Yun Xiaoqi saw the dragon horns on the foreheads of the two of them at a glance, one on the left and one on the left and right, but this dragon horn did not destroy the woman's appearance, but was even more delicate.

"Aunt Ling, recently, the patriarch has married many dragon sisters in the clan and given him the so-called young handsome man who is recognized, I can't do anything about it, Aunt Ling, how did you come here back then, teach Lan'er!" The picture continued to rotate, and the next moment a clear ethereal voice remembered, this little girl who was about the same age as Yun Xiaoqi said sadly.

"Lan'er, you are a saint, how can you be like this, be strong, everything will pass!" the other woman in blue lovingly hugged the little girl into her arms and said softly.

"I am ashamed of the title of saint, everything has changed since the queen of the mother...", the little girl cried.

"The patriarch is perverse, and the entire dragon clan still needs you to control the overall situation!" said the woman in blue softly.

"Lan Er is so powerless, she has the title of saint, her strength is weak, now all the power is in the hands of Long Tianchen, he is planning a big conspiracy, Lan Er is powerless to resist!" the little girl was still crying.

"It's true that we, as women, can't interfere with their actions, but we also have our own advantages, looking for someone we can rely on!" said the woman in blue slowly.

"Lan Er will be content to find a support like Aunt Ling in this life, Lan Er has a shallow opportunity, and I am afraid that she can only commit to the short-sighted people of the Dragon Clan. The little girl said sadly.

"Lan'er, sometimes fate is in your own hands, if you don't fight, you will only let others do it!"

"But where can Lan'er find someone to rely on?" the little girl raised her head and whispered.

The woman in blue also raised her head at this moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she turned her body towards the void, and the moment the woman in blue looked up, Yun Xiaoqi saw the face of the woman in blue, with a hint of tenderness on her white cheeks, a pair of white dragon horns covered with small pieces of dragon scales, curved eyebrows, and a pair of ethereal eyes showing a look of longing.

"........." Yun Xiaoqi looked at this face in a daze, he didn't know why his eyes and nose were sour, and his tears couldn't help but stay.

"Xiaotian, is that you?" the woman in blue murmured towards the void, tears involuntarily remaining.

At this moment, the picture turned and became blurred, the woman's face disappeared, and the palace gradually dissolved into nothingness.

"Aunt Ling, why are you crying?Who is Xiaotian?" The little girl looked at the woman in blue crying, panicked at the moment, took her hand and asked.

"Aunt Ling is fine, she just remembered what happened before!" the woman in blue quickly wiped away her tears. Zero Long Literature Network

"What happened before?, Aunt Ling, tell me how you met the God of War before?" the little girl stopped her sadness and looked at the woman in blue hopefully.

"That was many years ago, at that time it was the same age as you, Aunt Ling was still the last saint at that time, and followed Long Tianchen to the human world with two other unknown patriarchs......" The woman in blue showed a happy smile and slowly told her story, while the little girl on the side showed a yearning look.......

Of course, Yun Xiaoqi couldn't see all this, and as the picture turned, Yun Xiaoqi's thoughts still stopped on that face.

"Why am I crying?" Yun Xiaoqi asked himself blankly, what he didn't notice was that the ripples of the picture rippled again, and another picture was turning.

There is no previous glory, there is no huge palace and temple, this time the picture is a rural scene, the wild grass is abundant, the clouds and mist are shrouded, a lonely mountain goes straight into the sky, relying on the mountain is a cave, in front of Shandong is an endless plain, laughter and laughter come from time to time.

The sound of giggling and laughter filled the meadow, and a group of children were playing, large and small, up to ten years old, down to four or five years old, all playing in this sunny place, and if you looked closely, this group of children all had different numbers of tails, some more and some less.

On one side of the cave is a quaint altar, enshrined a statue of a woman with a snake body in hand, in front of the altar, an old man and a young figure are respectfully worshipping, the two of them bow three times and bow nine times, and salute the statue in turn, it is strange that this old and a young man have no tail.

"Xuan'er, haven't you made an inch of progress in your cultivation?" the old man was an old woman in her seventies, her face was full of wrinkles, and she got up and said after the sacrifice.

"Grandma, Xuan'er has not advanced an inch since she cultivated to the Six-Tails except for being able to hide her identity as a fox clan!" the two of them explained, wearing fiery red clothes.

"Alas, the Wind Wolf Clan has a feud with us, and you are old, you are the new High Priest of the Fox Clan, and you have to take on the responsibility of guarding the clan!" the old man sighed and said.

"Grandma, don't worry, even if Xuan'er tries her best, she will protect the clansmen, it's a big deal that Xuan'er is committed to the young patriarch of the Ghost Tiger Clan and asks the Ghost Tiger Clan to help!"

"Alas, the ghost tiger clan is also a wolf ambition, since the disappearance of the emperor, the demon clan is not as good as day by day, the clans do not want to be strong and are always thinking about annexing other demon clans to strengthen themselves, and the fox clan is also not appearing in the nine-tailed fairy fox cough cough cough..."

"Grandma, don't worry about this, Xuan'er will take care of the clansmen, you can rest in peace, your health is not good!" The woman in red hurriedly stepped forward to hug her grandmother.

"Alas, although you are born with a charm body, but your cultivation is not yet at home, so don't use the charm technique lightly as a last resort!" the old woman relieved herself and admonished.

"Xuan'er knows, but Xuan'er hasn't understood, Nuwa Niangniang has always been worshiped by my fox clan, and she is also a member of the demon clan, why don't you take action to unify the demon clan? At least let us not fight each other in internal fighting!" said the woman in red with her head down.

"Bastard, Nuwa Niangniang is also what you can say at will? It's not like Nuwa Niangniang pleading!" Hearing this, the old man pushed the woman away, and trembled forward to confess to the stone statue.

"Don't blame the mother, the clansmen don't know the height of the sky, and the old body asks the mother to surrender!" The old woman kept kowtowing to the statue and kept asking for sin.

"Niangniang is above, Yixuan has no intention of offending, and asks Niangniang to confess!" The woman in red was helpless, so she had to follow the old woman and quickly confess and plead.

Just when the old man and the young kept kowtowing and pleading, the stone statue that had been sealed for many years suddenly emitted two rays of light in his eyes, shining directly in front of the place where the two knelt down.

"Niangniang has appeared, don't blame Niangniang, ask to punish the old body!" The moment the light appeared, the old woman trembled, and she didn't dare to raise her head, and she lowered her head tremblingly and stuck to the ground in front of the stone statue motionless.

When the light came out, the woman in red also trembled all over, and her heart was terrified, the mother was really a fairy, and she was also learning from her grandmother at the moment, bowing her head and saying nothing.

With the manifestation of the stone statue of Nuwa, the children who were still playing on the grass before were stunned, and consciously knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Ah......" There was no movement for a long time, and the woman in red couldn't help but secretly raise her head and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Grandma, look!" The woman in red then reached out and patted her back firmly, pointing to the scene in front of her and said, the old man heard this, raised his head, and all the clansmen raised their heads.

It turned out that when the two of them knelt down to plead for sin, the eyes of the Nuwa stone statue emitted two soft rays of light, which shot straight to the ground in front of the stone statue, and the two rays of light intertwined with each other and turned into a Tai Chi phantom.

A figure appeared on the phantom, officially at this moment Yun Xiaoqi sat on the bluestone slab, looking intently at this scene in the mirror, Yun Xiaoqi was surprised in the phantom, and kept looking around.

At this time, Yun Xiaoqi didn't know that his Yimu here had been watched by others, he was still silent in the previous portrait, and when he woke up, what he saw was that the people of the fox clan were kneeling in front of the Nuwa stone statue, so he showed a surprised look, and kept looking left and right, but he didn't know that his every move was in the eyes of the fox people.

The phantom appeared like this, and the appearance of Yun Xiaoqi looking around was vivid, and after a while, the phantom disappeared, and the light of the stone statue's eyes no longer radiated, and everything returned to calm.

And the mirror in front of Yun Xiaoqi gradually became blurred, turning into the water surface again, and the ripples rippled again.

"Grandma, what does this mean?" the woman in red was the first to break the silence when the phantom had dispersed for a long time.