Since then, Zuo He has been getting up early before the sun rises and returning late when the sun is about to set. Hide her in her sleeves, put her in the valley, give her a flower stamen, give her a drop of dense dew, engrave the time, day after day, day after day, month after month, month after month, month after year...... It doesn't stop for a moment, it never stops.

At the end of a hundred years, her fluorescence deepened, her memories were fragmentary, and her body grew like a three-year-old child in the mortal world. Zuo He was delighted and often teased.

At the end of 200 years, she recovered from Zhongdan, her memories were gradually complete, she could move, she could make a sound, and her body gradually grew like a six-year-old child in the mortal world.

"I'm not called 绻绻, 绻绻 compound words, the demon fetus is like this!"

"You're a demon!"

"Don't, don't!"

"Only when you cultivate your true body can you have a formal honorable name!" he explained.

"Don't! Don't!" she was a bummer.

But he still called her "Silky".

She didn't follow, and she drafted a single name "Hing".

But he still called her "Silky".

She was helpless and took a step back to correct her name "绻萦".

But he still called her "Silky".

Since then, Wanying has often chased and cursed Zuo He. But he never replied, but always protected him.

At the end of three hundred years, she recovered basically as good as before, but the five senses were not complete, the eyes could not see, the body could not feel, and often chattered and hated the poisonous tongue Zuo He, he never complained, and often comforted him.

In this way, her iron-clad heart finally opened and sprouted, secretly relying on it without knowing it.

Another fifty years passed, on this day, Zuo He finished dressing and washing early, sat on the edge of the bed and shook his legs in a stupid daze, he "took" her from Kunxu, collected the smell, covered the fluorescence, and returned it to the sleeves, for many years, he actually found a way to cover her fluorescence.

"Why do you get up so early, and you go through so many twists and turns for me every day, and you sleep late every night...... Aren't you tired, ah~ha. When she finished yawning, he smiled, and at last, she began to care!

"Celebrate your vision for you!" As the end landed, Zuo He was already in the sky above the sleeping pavilion, and he smiled again, knowing that Xuan Ying had been able to see things last night, he was excited for a long time......

"Hey, where are you going?"

This path has been traveled countless times, but her physical sense has not fully recovered, and she has not yet been able to know the way...... His heart was sour, and he didn't answer the pranayama, but performed the Teng Technique and flew out.

Zuo He walked for more than an hour, and he stopped moving.

At this time, it is at the end of the alternation of day and night, hazy, the yin flowers are beginning to close, the fog is tidal, and the yang flowers have not bloomed. Although the scenery is good, it is impossible to see the approximately, and although the area is wide, it cannot receive the aura. Wanying regrets, wasting her physical strength, and complaining about it.

"Shhh~ You've been making noise all the way, my ears have been numb, and if you want to speak, you missed this great curiosity, don't blame me......" He flicked his over-the-shoulder braids, shook his head again, and brushed his slightly messy hair.

"Oops!" With a sound of homeopathy, Wanying only felt that her body was itching and unbearable, so she ignored the return of the mouth, and was overwhelmed.

'Hey, I have my own way to cure you......' Zuo He snickered, and the weakness that he inadvertently discovered was very good......

I felt that the sleeve was as calm as ever, and I saw that the surrounding scenery gradually became clear: the morning glow began to appear, the warm sun was rising, the spirit butterfly spread its wings, the colorful warbler was crying, the wind was soft and floating, and the fragrance of flowers was ......

"But the sunrise in the east shines on the sea of flowers, and the clouds more than 300 years ago are no different, what is this strange, cheesy! This early morning, it is not worth getting up......" Wanying meditated and did not feel the growth of spiritual power, it seems that this place is indeed not very good, "hum" two sounds to be hypocritical.

"That's you covered with dust in your sleeves, Wanwan, come out ......" Zuo He smiled evilly, shook his sleeves, and "flung her" to the flowers.

"You!eh?wow~wow~ What a shining colorful dewdrop, such a dreamy lepid-winged butterfly, such an intoxicating rich floral fragrance!Good soft wind, so abundant spirit...... What is this place, so wonderful?"

Lingering around between the flowers, the "fingertips" swept the center of the stamens, and felt that the aura of the flower was extended upward, melted into the Zhongdan, and was full of spirit and solid.

"Zuo He, I'm like this every day, right?!"

She is in this natural "figure", she is in this hearty and cheerful "laughter", and she is in this intoxicating "fragrance" of thousands of flowers...... made his heart full, and he couldn't tolerate anything in the world anymore......

"Wanwan, you haven't called me 'Zuo He' for a long time......" He tasted disgusted, that slip of the tongue for more than 400 years, too long.

"If you are a benevolent father, how can you be rash and abrupt? However, ...... At this moment, I am the happiest and most comfortable in my life, thank you......" She deliberately clenched her fists and pretended to be a man, playful and lovely.

"Original...... You are still only my ...... "Zuo He smiled bitterly, his chest tight.

"No, you're my best ...... "She wanted to say that she liked it, but she was afraid that he would think she was frivolous, but her "body" ran towards him unconsciously......

In recent years, she has felt very special about him: joy and worry, close to men happy, close to women to taste. She wondered: Could it be that this is the "single thought" of a mortal woman?

"Friends or not, it's better than Eun Gong......" He brushed her excited "hug", there was no real touch, but his intuition was warm and drunk, and he wished that time would freeze and keep the moment.

"Silky ......"

"Huh?"

"Call me 'Zuo He'......"

"Hey, 'Zuo He'...... 'Zuo He'...... 'Zuo He'......"

Those three "Zuo He" are the ability of Zhongdan to survive, the cry of Yuan Ling's heart, and the beginning of the girl's love...... Resounding through the valley of flowers, reverberating for a long time......

"Big brother! Big brother...... Hey, hey, hey!" Zhan De was out of breath and hurried to the main hall, indeed faster, and almost fell when he closed his feet.

"Look at your frizzy appearance! I haven't grown in hundreds of years! Steady your breath, and I'll talk about you later!" Zhengshan sat upright, his hands on his knees, his face did not change, he did not move, he was already calm. Zichen ...... Then talk about yours. ”

"In the past hundred years, all the juniors and disciples have called me 'tempering' my apprentice Zama, I originally wanted to be a good thing with her, three days and a response, but I didn't expect that they thought I was easy to deceive, and often stole it while I was unprepared...... Recently, Zama has been chrysalis, and they feel even more fresh, and they are all vying to see the moment of breaking through the cocoon and transforming into a shape...... I searched for six days, and I could not ...... I am her master...... I also hope that my senior brother will uphold justice for me!" Zichen bent down and shook his hands, and when he talked about the sore spots, he beat his chest and feet, and gritted his teeth.

"That ugly thing turned out to be a fragrant bun! Your apprentice, if you don't make a move, you still have to count on me for such a trivial matter! What a wretch! Hey! annoying!' I looked down on my heart, and naturally I couldn't be vague on my face: "Oh~ Second junior brother, you must not be very worried, they are all your own brothers, and after I mediate, I will naturally let him send them away!"

"Senior Brother Xie!" Zichen bowed his head and went down to the main hall.

In the past few hundred years, the style of deliberations in the main hall has changed, and as there are more "disciples", miscellaneous matters have become more trivial and frequent. As a last resort, Zhengshan put the things he needed to practice directly in this main hall, and every day when the time came, and when he returned, he felt that he was noble and useful at first, and he was deeply troubled and noisy for a long time!