The sound of the tides came at regular intervals, as waves crashed against the shore, and the melodious chirping of birds echoed in the empty valleys, and they rose and fell in the distance, and the sound of each feather stretching and contracting was so clear, trembling gently in the breeze. Every grass and tree sways with a fixed rhythm, and the world is like a baby, sleeping quietly and sweetly.

The sound of water sounded very closely, stirring the balance between breath and breath, as if something had fallen into the water.

"Senior sister, I'll come, your sleeves will get wet. A delicate voice came, somewhat familiar.

"No, you can help me carry the basket over there. The girl's beautiful voice and gurgling water were as graceful and pleasant as a yellow warbler.

"What does this smell so good?"

The girl smiled gently, "This is the new sprout of the goddess tree, the goddess tree only sprouts once a year, and the time is uncertain, the sprout has the sweetest stem juice in the world, with only one drop, you can brew the most tempting wine, cook the most mellow tea." However, the picked shoots must be used up within an hour, otherwise the shoots will wither, so the fairy lord and our master sect are so anxious to let us send them over. The girl said, pouring all the pale green sprouts from the basket onto the water.

Both men were silent for a moment.

"I've heard that in the past, the sprouts of the Goddess Tree would be used to make sake or pills, and our master once praised me for making good wine, and if I could have this drop, I would be able to make even better wine. There was a faint envy and longing in his words.

The girl hurriedly interrupted him, "Ah Qin! Hugh said nonsense, these sprouts were personally selected by the fairy lord to pick," she lowered her voice a little: "I heard the master once said that the goddess tree will not sprout at this time, but the fairy lord used the fairy power to forcibly let the goddess tree sprout at this time, and asked us to send all the new shoots picked here, presumably the fairy lord wants to use them to do something here." ”

Ah Qin scratched his head, "So what does the immortal master want to do?"

The girl knocked on the door of his head, and just as Ah Qin was holding his head, she said, "It's really stupid, if you think about it, the pills mixed with these young shoots are all muscle-building and soul-nourishing, which shows that the fairy lord is likely to use them to heal his wounds." ”

"Ah? The immortal lord is injured? Who can let the immortal lord be so seriously injured, could it be that when Chuanshan was besieged, the immortal lord fought with the immortals at that time? It's been more than a month, hasn't the immortal lord been raised yet?" Ah Qin was surprised.

"You be quiet," the girl knocked on him again, she looked around before she spoke again, "It doesn't have to be the fairy lord himself, if it is himself, there is no need for the two of us to bring this young shoot, so there must be a person here that the fairy lord attaches great importance to, he is not lightly injured, and he can't even move, so the fairy lord has to let the goddess tree sprout in advance to heal him, it must be so!"

"Senior Sister Xitong, can you not scare me? You look around, there is no one else besides the two of us, why didn't I see it, did you see it?"

Ah Qin, Xi Tong, seemed to have some familiar names, and the tide surged again, drowning out this slight sense of familiarity.

"I can't see it, but I can feel it. The girl closed her eyes, "Master once said that you don't have to use your eyes to see a thing, and sometimes, you can still see many things when you are far from your sight. Xi Tong tilted his head slightly, "For example, at this moment, I can see that there is another person here, his breath is very weak, weaker than a grass, a flower, he gently drifts with the wind and water·······"

"Senior sister," Ah Qin was about to cry, "Senior sister, can you stop talking, the more you talk about it, the more infiltrating it becomes, you can see it so clearly, can you see who he is?

"What are you afraid of, can there still be demons and demons in the Lingquan Holy Land? The seeing I am talking about is a feeling, not really being able to see. Xi Tong glanced at him, "But the spiritual power in the spiritual spring is strong and scattered everywhere, my feeling is not necessarily accurate, it may be because there are places where the spiritual power is full and gathered, which will cause me to think so, what you said is right, what kind of person's breath can be weaker than flowers and plants, maybe I think too much." ”

"You just think too much, senior sister, we've been out for a while, let's go back quickly, and we have to return to the master." ”

The two of them cleaned up for a moment, and after a while, silence returned.

In the bamboo forest, it is quiet. A low cough came from behind the simple wooden door.

"Master," Chen Yin stood respectfully outside the door, his expression light.

"Come in. The coughing in the house stopped, and there was no more sound.

The room is still simple, the temperature is a little low, and Wuxian sits cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and pranayama.

"The forest has basically been repaired, the rest of the Sichuan Mountain has been rested, and the weak areas of the barrier have also been re-assigned. What other commands and instructions does the Master have? ”

There was silence for a moment, "Zhu Mei is still wandering in the Hall of Sound?"

Chen Yin was stunned, "Yes." ”

"How has she been this month?"

"It's fine, but I'm always groggy, and a few times when I'm awake, I always ask where I am. ”

Wuxian sighed, "Maybe I shouldn't have taken her here in the first place." ”

Chen Yin didn't know whether this "she" referred to Nian Nian or Zhu Mei, so he had to change the topic and say: "The news that Nian Nian is in Lingquan at this moment is only known to me and a few other masters, Master rest assured." ”

Silence again.

"It's been more than a month, Chenyin, have you gone to see her?"

"Every time the disciple goes, her consciousness is sleeping, the spiritual spring is vast, and the spiritual power on the water is like a mist, and I can't see exactly where she is, and what her body has repaired into," Chen Yin paused, "But the last time the disciple went, she didn't seem to have grown a real body. “

Wu Wu nodded, "Go ahead." “

Chenyin looked up at Wu Yin, and finally nodded silently, bowed and withdrew.

It was as if I had stepped into a new place, and my eyes were full of deep colors, as far as the eye could see, and I was gently wrapped in a warm liquid. It's like we've been moving forward, but there's never an end. There is nothing around, and there are stars hanging in the distance, so you don't need to stretch out your hand, as long as your mind moves, you can see a star with a bright light passing in front of you.

There was light, I could feel the temperature, and I was lightly touched by something. Like a soft cloud, it floats gently in the air and then changes shape and direction. In such a vast space, constantly drifting, constantly changing shapes, tired to rest in place, no end, no time.

It was as if I overheard the voices of two people talking, a man and a woman. They were discussing what the shoots of the goddess tree were, and the fairy lord, everything seemed to be about to come out, and it was like this vast space that made people have no clue.

When I think of the goddess tree, a leafy tree suddenly pops up in my mind, with branches vertical and horizontal, intertwined roots, and the leaves on the tree are dense and green. Light can only squeeze in through the gaps in the leaves, and when it rains, only the rustling of rain can be heard, but not a drop of water can pass through the layers of leaves, and only the moist breath can be smelled from the nose.

There was a small figure cowering under a tree, its head propped up with its lotus-like arms, and its chubby little white feet resting on a bare root.

The little man couldn't see his face clearly, but he breathed long, as if he was in a long dream.

She moved, waking up from her dream, as if an ice sculpture had suddenly come to life. The little man threw his arm deeply, kicked his calf, jumped up, and ran happily around the tree, and there were countless birdsong in his ears, as if singing a grand music in unison.

Suddenly, she stopped, turned her head and looked in one direction for a long time, as if attracted by something.

Rhythmic footsteps sounded all around, softly, as if someone was coming from all directions, from the end of all places, and the destination was here.

There was a door in front of it, and all the footsteps were approaching there, and the little man stared at it closely, as if it were its own destiny when it opened.

In the silence, the door opened, and inside was the image of a sea of rising clouds. She stood high in the air, overlooking the huge fairy island floating on the sea, her fingers were like green onions, a bamboo flute was horizontal in front of her chest, and her mouth overflowed with a quiet and distant tune, causing countless birds to sing in unison.

She sat at the bottom of the blue water, the fish chasing her long flowing hair, she leaned in the bamboo forest in the evening, waited for a long time, and saw a lantern in the distance, she stepped out of a cascading pool, and walked through a lake of lotus flowers, she flew into the air in a long blue skirt with a faint fragrance and spiritual charm, and flew from one enchantment to another.

She saw both sparkling ice flowers and bright flames. They danced around her, turning her into one of them. She had never been so painful, and she shed big tears in pain, but they were quickly evaporated. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak, but she could laugh, she couldn't remember why she was laughing, as if in response to something. It seems that a man has stood there since then, not far or near, sometimes talking, sometimes silent, and finally looking at him with a gentle gaze.

All the light was gone, not even the stars were gone, and everywhere was nothing.