"The transformation of a young girl from innocence to worldliness does not depend on whether his body is complete, but whether her soul has been traumatized, when a girl has been hurt by love, or has given her love, then she is no longer a girl. In the mist, a handsome man in a royal blue robe stroked a flower, as if he was talking affectionately to the flower.

In the pavilion not far away, a girl looked intently at the heaven and earth disk in her hand, the plate was like a mist in the fine churning, between the turning, you could vaguely see the bottom of the plate like a mirror in the mist, there were some scenes flashing.

She didn't seem to hear the handsome man outside the pavilion at all, but said to herself: "The young owner of Guanxin Villa is really a person who has studied women very thoroughly. ”

"Of course, it's the same as your Mirror Heaven Sect's research heaven and earth. The handsome man said, "We always study only the human heart, because heaven and earth are in the human heart." What you see is the outside, but you have to see it from the inside, girl. ”

"Then what do you say you saw? The girl who looked like a mirror asked the handsome man who looked down at the flowers.

"I saw the heavens crack, the deep sea rolling over the mountains, the flames rising from the ground. The young farmer said.

"Sure enough, you Guanxin Sect will always be able to see this, do you know what I saw? I saw an evil golden dragon, everything trembled in his roar, I saw a huge seal fall like a mountain, I could see the actual scene, and you were able to see those things every time. The girl said.

"But even if one of the nest ants in your Mirror Elephant Sect dies, you can see it as the death of countless living beings, and it can be regarded as an earth-shattering event. The young owner of Guanxin Villa said.

"That's why we have two factions to get along. The girl said, "You will see the size of the calamity, and we will see who it should be, and who do you say this golden dragon should be?

"The golden dragon most likely refers to his original body, but what does that seal represent someone's treasure, or does it symbolize royal power?" said the young sect master of the Guanxin Sect.

"We've not seen it all, so let my mother and your master take a second look, and they'll be able to see more. The young owner of Guanxin Villa said.

Qingyang, who took Cover Hai and Mo Ji out of the Beihai, watched the two of them turn into two rays of light and disappear into the distance, and couldn't help but think of the Jinghe River God Chen Jing, in his opinion, this is a mysterious person, whether it is the origin or the spells practiced, it gives people a sense of mystery, and the whole body is shrouded in a layer of fog, even if you see it with your own eyes, you also feel that this person is on the edge of the sky.

Even with his cultivation today, it is impossible to take the initiative to find this person, but he agreed, although that Gu Yuan looked very casual, but Qingyang knew that he was very cautious, and he was very nervous, as if he was afraid that the Dragon King of the North Sea would hear something.

Therefore, Qingyang agreed at that time, although Qingyang didn't know how to find that Chen Jing, and it could even be said that as long as he didn't want to, no one in this world could find him, but Qingyang understood that as long as he went to a place, he would definitely be able to contact him, and as for him not responding, then he could only look at him.

At this time, Qingyang didn't want to contact Huling, because he himself was not very clear about the situation in this heaven and earth, and he didn't know what powerful people there were between this heaven and earth, and the first thing he had to do now was to figure these out.

One step out, Qingyang's whole person faded away like a shadow, and as soon as the wind blew, it disappeared, and Qingyang's figure appeared on a rushing river. Back then, the water of the Jing River rolled back several times, flooding the ancestral holy land of the world's Daomen, how earth-shattering, although Qingyang had not seen it with his own eyes, but it was easy to know when he was in Huling City.

On the hillside on the bank there was a small temple standing quietly in the night, with this river temple as a semicircle, there were patches of villages, the villages were brightly lit, and the occasional barking of dogs sounded, which seemed to be peaceful.

And there is a faint spiritual light in the river temple, which cannot be seen by mortal eyes, and the aura above the river and the power of another faith in the surrounding villages will flow into the temple, and the entire house of the temple will be emanated, turning into a faint divine light and scattering into the darkness, so that some demons and demons will avoid this place from afar.

When Qingyang stepped into the open space in front of the river temple, the divine light in the temple surged, and his figure immediately manifested, the open space in front of the temple can be said to be the vestibule of the temple.

With just one glance, Qingyang knew that this statue must have been carved later, and the roof of the temple was also newly built, which was somewhat different from the divine qi on the foundation of this temple.

The idol looked lifelike, and its eyes were lowered to the place in front of the statue, as if they were looking at the common life.

At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared in front of the temple, with a sword on his back, looking heroic. As soon as he appeared, Qingyang sensed it, turned around, in his eyes, this young man was not young, because there was a vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and this vicissitudes precipitated and turned into a kind of spiritual wisdom unique to cultivators.

"Poor Dao Li Yingning, I don't know why this Dao Master came here?" the young man said.

Qingyang replied: "I returned from Beihai, and there was a person who brought me a letter to the Jinghe River God of that year

When Li Yingning heard that Qingyang had brought a message, she immediately made a salute, and then said, "Thank you, Daoyou, I don't know what the message is?"

Qingyang didn't answer, just looked at Li Yingning, Li Yingning suddenly had a strong pressure, and this pressure came from the heart. He has been cultivating for so many years, and all of the people who can make him feel the pressure are either an ancestor or a supreme powerhouse, and in this place, other people's cultivation will be suppressed to a certain extent, and his cultivation will surpass his true cultivation. Despite this, he still felt the pressure under Qingyang's gaze.

Li Yingning made a salute again, this time the salute was much more solemn than the previous one, this is a ceremony for juniors to meet their elders. He had clearly felt the unfathomable aura of the person in front of him

"Poor Dao is the god of this river temple, and he was already there when the river god was still there. Although Li Yingning's tone of speech is much more solemn, he still claims to be poor, he also has his own pride, he is the god of the river god, in his heart, there is only one person who can bow ⊥ him, that person is Chen Jing, the river god of the Jinghe River who flew out of the sky in the eyes of many people, and now he is called the Lost Sky Butterfly Fairy.

"I can see it. Qingyang said: "There is a man named Guiyuan who said: The demon spirits of Jinghe missed him very much back then, and there is a little girl who once sang in front of the temple has grown up, and she really wants to see your river god." ”

When Qingyang's voice spoke, there was an indescribable rhythm, although it was heavy, but there was a sense of sharpness, as if it could be transmitted to hundreds of millions of miles away with a little inspiration in the dark

Li Yingning's face changed slightly, and he said: "Poor Dao must pass this letter to the River God, thank the Dao Elder for coming from thousands of miles away." ”

Qingyang just smiled faintly: "Your family river god also sent me a letter back then, if you can contact your family river god, please help me say thank you." When the words fell, he had already stepped out, and Li Yingning only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the person who was still standing in front of him just now had disappeared.

Qingyang was going to a place at this time, an extremely dangerous place, and he was going there to fulfill an appointment that year.

In that Ah Nose City, today's hell, Qingyang must go.