Shui Lingyue was dressed in white like snow, her face was cold, holding the Water Moon Sword, and slowly walked to a cave, in such a quiet environment, she raised her bright eyes slightly, and saw the three words "Phantom Moon Pool" for the first time, this is the foundation of the Water Moon Palace, the practice place of the palace masters of the past dynasties, and the compulsory place for the powerful people of the Water Moon Palace.

However, in front of her, it seemed to be just an ordinary cave, the entrance of the cave was less than nine feet high, more than five feet wide, appeared on a gentle hillside, the entrance of the cave was crawling with roses, blooming with small pink flowers, and even a few branches hung down the entrance of the cave, the mountain wind blew, gently shaking, and at this time standing at the entrance of the cave, Shui Lingyue was like an iceberg snow lotus blooming between the small flowers, cold and arrogant.

Shui Lingyue silently stared at those three words, the three words that had been eroded by the rain and wind, crawling with traces of time, seemed to be staring at her silently, waiting for her, calling her.

She didn't speak, she didn't sigh, and the next moment, she stepped in, stepping into the unknown years, and saying goodbye to the memories of the past.

The cave is not as far-reaching as imagined, and it is not as dim as imagined, Shui Lingyue walked slowly about two zhang or so, and saw the simple and abnormal internal stone chamber at a glance, a few stalactites hanging upside down on the top of the cave, as if they had been cultivated into a jet-black color by the years, and the slightly moist part of the corner was covered with a layer of moss, the only difference from the outside of the cave was that it was particularly clean here, and when she walked in, it seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.

Retracting her gaze from the surroundings, Shui Lingyue's gaze finally fell on the stone wall facing the passage, and among the flat stone walls, there was a stone slab carved water moon pattern, She held the water moon sword tightly, walked up gently, and stopped in front of the water moon pattern, the water moon map was glowing with black and shiny pulp, as if recording everyone who visited between the millennium.

She stared for a moment, raised her arm, and gently placed her hand on the water moon pattern, a faint clear glow, emanating from her fingertips, Shui Lingyue looked at the clear light in her hand expressionlessly.

A moment later, as if waking up from an eternal slumber, the silence in the stone chamber was suddenly broken by a distant soft sound, as if the whole stone cave sighed softly, and then something began to turn. Then, the water moon chart also lit up with a clear glow. At the same time, the water moon pattern began to turn, and exactly a week later, there was a soft "click" behind the stone wall, and everything came to a halt again.

Shui Lingyue lowered her arm and waited quietly. Suddenly, a heavy rumbling sound sounded in the stone chamber, and in the middle of the water moon pattern, a deep hole with a pattern suddenly appeared in the originally complete stone wall.

Shui Lingyue lowered her eyebrows and looked at the Water Moon Sword in her hand, pursed her lips lightly, and with a "swish", she pulled out the Water Moon Sword and inserted the sword body into the deep hole.

Later, the stone wall in front of him slowly separated, revealing a secret cave entrance, but at this cave entrance was hovering with a misty mist, looking like a cloud and like smoke, curling up, hazy, and not real at all.

Shui Lingyue put away the Shui Yue Sword, she didn't hesitate, she stepped in, the mist engulfed her, the figure quickly disappeared, and the stone walls on both sides closed silently and gently again, not revealing a single gap.

In the haze, in the depths of the ethereal mist, a rectangular, as bright as the moonlight pool, originally at the foot of Shui Lingyue's light mist, suddenly rapidly rotated and gathered, soon, a white mist formed under her feet, and then, I saw Shui Lingyue like a fairy, the whole person in this white cloud, slowly rising, floating to the clear pool, the white mist like the softest silk tactfully floating around her.

Shui Lingyue's white clothes were fluttering, and her complexion was like snow, as if the fairy of the Moon Palace had fallen into the mortal dust.

In a trance, a flash of lightning swept in front of him, Huo Ran pierced the sky, and turned into an incomparable lightsaber falling from the sky, dazzling, making people unable to face it, the world was foggy, and the torrential rain washed the heaven and earth.

But I saw a carriage on the muddy road, struggling to move forward. Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pretty woman with her head tied and her forehead swiped, her eyebrows furrowed, and she called out with an anxious and painful look: "Xianggong, I, I'm afraid I can't hold on, and the child is about to be born." ”

The honest man sitting in front of the car wiped the rain on his face, didn't care about the soaked clothes all over his body, and said loudly: "Lady, hold on for a while, there is a small temple ahead." With that, he stood up, whipped his horse hard, and drove forward against the howling wind and rain.

Then, a strange silver moon rose in the cyan night sky, hanging high in the sky, and for a moment, my mind became blank, and everything disappeared, only the eyes were still staring, behind the round of fantasy moon.

She actually saw herself, dressed in white, her face was as cold as frost, standing in front of the small temple standing in the wind and rain with a sword, as if it was a low and distant voice, some people in the temple were crying softly, and some people were breathing heavily in anxious waiting, but then there was a small voice "wow", crying out, and suddenly, from the small temple, ten thousand rays of light were released, dispelling the rapid wind and thunder in the sky.

"Born, born, finally born!" a man's voice cried out with joy and excitement.

"Xianggong, it's a pity, it's a pity that it's a girl. A woman's weak voice trembled with a sense of self-reproach.

"Hehe, hehe......" The man smiled innocently, and said with happiness and gratitude in his simple feelings: "Boys and girls are the same, it's good to be our baby, hehe, hehe......"

The next moment, she seemed to see the crying baby through the wall of the small temple, snuggled in the arms of her parents, with a pair of bright and clear eyes, looking at the world with novelty, looking at her parents with happy faces.

I don't know when, standing outside the small temple, she suddenly saw a black gas, as light as green smoke, flying from the sky, circling around the small temple several times, and finally became as thin as a gossamer, through the broken window cracks, circling around the couple for a long time, and finally slowly condensed, like a vapor mist, forming a transparent figure, faintly visible clothes and appearance.

The woman looked at the scene in front of her in horror, subconsciously hugged the baby in her arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Ghosts, ghosts, Xianggong! ”

With a look of horror on his face, the man shielded the mother and daughter from behind, opened his mouth wide and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The transparent figure stood for a moment, slowly raised his hand, volleyed into the void, and conjured two witches in front of him, naked with red hair, about three feet tall, blue skin, wearing ring-shaped ornaments on his hands and feet, dancing with his hands and feet, swinging his hips and sending his hips, as if performing an ancient dance.

In an instant, the couple passed out to the ground one after another, and the two witches walked forward with strange steps with the same hands and feet, and shook for a while, as if performing some kind of ritual, and finally opened their blue lips and sucked hard at the center of the couple's eyebrows, only to see two clean and pure white mist slowly flowing out, and were swallowed by the two witches one after another, and in an instant, the skin of the couple was deflated, and they became two terrifying dried corpses.

The transparent figure pointed to the helpless crying baby who had lost its parents, and the two witches stepped forward hand and foot, as if it had wasted a lot of strength, before breaking the woman's clenched arms, and slowly lifting the crying baby above his head, as if he was sacrificing, he turned back and knelt on the ground, and contributed to the transparent figure.

The transparent figure, salivating, greedily looked at the crying baby, as if he had found a rare treasure, slowly raised his hands, stretched out his five fingers to make eagle claws, and his fingertips were filled with a faint black gas, grabbing the weak and helpless baby.

"Evil demons, Hugh has to do it!" A brilliant and incomparable sword came suddenly, only to see a dark cloud skillfully coiled in a dragon bun, a light veil covering her face, a middle-aged woman in a Suluo robe, a man and a sword in one, falling from the sky.

Between the lightning and flint, such a powerful sword was so powerful that the transparent figure had no time to deal with it, and in a stunned moment, he had no choice but to throw the two witches in front of him to resist.

With two screams, the two witches disappeared under the sword flower, but the sword momentum did not decrease, and it pointed at the transparent figure, and in panic, the transparent figure threw the baby in his hand again.

The middle-aged woman with the sword saw the situation, slightly stunned, the sword went sideways, close to the baby's petite body and passed by, dislocation, homeopathic probe, the falling baby into her arms, a delicate "disease!", the fairy sword in the hand turned into a light several zhang long, and slashed towards the transparent figure.

The transparent figure screamed miserably: "Water Moon Sword!", wanting to turn into black gas and escape from the top of the temple, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman was so profound, after all, she was cut off by the sword and slashed her left arm, and fled with injuries.

The middle-aged woman stood still, shook her wrist, withdrew the fairy sword, held the baby in her arms, looked at the couple who had been poisoned, shook her head, sighed lightly, and flicked her fingers, ignited the flames, and burned the two dried corpses.

The baby in the arms of the middle-aged woman stopped crying at this time, eating her fingers, and two flames were reflected in her bright eyes......