In the mountains, a seven or eight-year-old child walked down the mountain road, she was dressed simply, with a crescent-colored short lining under the long hem of her clothes, and a faint blue flower faintly visible on the blue embroidered shoes between her feet.

Throwing out the lotus hairpin to explore the way, she concentrated on feeling the taste of the water spirit, walked aimlessly for a quarter of an hour, she opened her closed eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Over there." ”

In the next moment, her figure disappeared between the grass and trees, falling into the water, and the shallow pond under her feet was full of frogs, and the noise was extremely loud.

Gu Yiqing calmed down and raised his eyes to look at a huge ice sculpture in front of him.

The ice sculpture was somewhat similar to the appearance of the master, she was slightly panicked, and thinking of the purpose of this trip, she took cautious steps.

Spare the statue and look around, this is an underground cave, surrounded by heavy, hard stalactites, and in the center there is a small pool of cold air through the bone, and the water of the pool is full of ice.

In front of the shallow pool, she walked into it slowly, the cold pool water passed through the clothes into the leg bones, her body trembled slightly, her hand slowly spread down the shallow pool to grope for a moment, the edges and corners of her hands were clear, she broke hard, and dragged a piece of cold ice out of the water.

It was a piece of ice the size of a pigeon's egg, and with a slight cold air, she pinched it and put it in the box, and dried her hands with an embroidered handkerchief, and she went ashore and lowered her trouser legs.

After pulling it down, her eyes unintentionally glanced forward, and her movements were certain, "This is ......"

She took a step forward and half-squatted on the ground, her fingers brushing the tender green leaves in front of her, a trace of brilliance, and a few drops of water flowed down the veins of the leaves into her palms.

The tender white hand fluctuated, and the glimmer of light flowed down the silver-white soul into the position of the heart, and as soon as her body was warm, she yawned, and her eyes were blurred.

Another drop of water stained with fairy grass fell, and she became even more sleepy, and suddenly leaned backwards, and before the next drop of water fell, she had already fallen asleep.

A halo flashed on her body, and the space behind her fluctuated, and a purple mirror emerged from the gap in the space, refracting a purple rhombic light, and the rhombic light shone in front of her, and her figure gradually became transparent and gradually disappeared.

In the next moment, the mirror disappeared, and after a quiet moment, it reappeared in the air, and a small puppet on the ground flew into the mirror with purple light.

The mirror froze for a moment, then vanished completely.

I don't know how long later, a person walked into the ground, he walked to the fairy grass and took away the bowl full of spiritual liquid, glanced around casually, suddenly, he was stunned, and saw a green white hairpin on the ground falling to the ground.

Putting the hairpin in the palm of his hand, the man's eyes were full of scorching brilliance.

In the dream, between the chaos, Gu Yiqing's body turned left and right, her eyes were closed, the consciousness in her mind gradually became clear, and after struggling for a long time, she slowly opened her eyes.

The blue and soft of the sky will not be the magic of the Creator, but the brilliance of the porcelain born between fire and mildness when it is burned.

Slowly sitting up, she looked left and right, stood up and changed into a layer of light and short clothes, and took off the original redundant long skirt.

The water on the ground floated, pulling up a parallel world from where she stood, constantly floating to perfect its original appearance, and before she could take a step, the place where she stood had become a parallel axis, the world was upside down, and she stood in another world.

Putting away the Imperial Spirit Grass on the ground, she Shi Shiran turned around and left here, dodging all the way, and moving back to Liluo Peak in a few steps.

Avoiding the passing disciples, she returned to the side hall and pushed the door open, and suddenly met two pairs of surprised eyes, and the room was instantly quiet.

Sensing something unusual, Biluo Lingjun came out to take a look, and suddenly saw a familiar figure, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked away as if nothing happened.

"Go back, and summon you again. ”

The two saluted respectfully, said a word of congratulations to the Holy Monarch, and quickly left the side hall.

Gu Yiqing looked at their distant backs, waiting for Biluo Lingjun to show what she was going to learn today, and didn't want Biluo Lingjun to lower his eyes and ask, "Where have you been in the past three years? Why did you disappear for no reason and not return to the sect?" Those two people were disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall just now, and they were sent to find you for the teacher. ”

"Three years ......," Gu Yiqing muttered.

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People generally subconsciously ignore the closest place to themselves, and so does Gu Puqiu, he sent people to every corner of the cultivation world, even the mortal world, but he just forgot the East Pavilion under his feet.