Inside the danhua moss, the red danhua is full of plants, surrounded by green leafy clusters of flowers, whether it is a flower or a flower, it is impossible to distinguish. The branches are sparse, the green leaves are round, and the texture of each petal of the flower is delicate and beautiful, showing the elegance of a desperate situation.

The brocade of Dan lace is a flower stand full of flower vines, and the dense green leaves are lined with red flowers, which are delicate and bright, and the jade drips with small crystal beads. Under the trellis is a flower table with a transparent flower shadow, and the stamens that look like flowers are coiled and sunk under the water. On the table, a small weeping leaf and green bamboo are inserted in a strangely shaped stone bottle. Gently flick.

It is not the rich aroma of danhua, but there is a faint fragrance of bamboo. Sitting under the green shadow curtain hanging light veil, among the green leaves and flowers, the hazy light shadow, scattered with a faint pink light.

The moss space is swaying. Lust Autumn and Lust took Mo Ye and escaped into the Dan Yao, Mo Ye woke up as if he was in a dream, staring at the terrifying eyes. "The young master flower slave has been washed."

Wanting to open the pupils lightly, a flower shadow flashed, and the shadow lit up, and he was startled. Looking at the handsome Mo Ye, who was cold and handsome, he swept past those soul-hooking eyes, his heart pounded a few times, and he lowered his head in panic. "In the shadow of the flowers, lay out a flower mat, and wait for tomorrow to pass guò 'Broadway Meeting' to recognize the crown, and then arrange."

Mo Xie Mu Na's follow the autumn and go to the west side of the flower shadow. "Flower slave, this flower field lives first, you are not allowed to touch it, although the flowers are beautiful, the poison can penetrate the heart, be careful not to become a Ding slave, become a flower fertilizer."

Mo Xie glanced at Qiu Qiu and scolded in his heart. "Stinky plant girl, Lao Tzu doesn't seal you as a slave."

The little green face of Autumn changed with it, and slowly squinted at Mo Ye's mouth. "You mumble again".

Mo Ye's head slowly twisted to the side. "Damn, forget it, Danhai is sealed, like a puppet, this little ninety-nine in my heart, I want autumn at a glance."

Pretending not to hear, he walked to the flower shadow with a big grin. Look at the twigs and flowers, and jump on them fiercely. The shadow of the flower did not move, and the faint fragrance of flowers spread over the petals, raising a flower mist. After a flicker, Mo Ye fell asleep.

Yu Qiu watched Mo Ye fall asleep and walked gently to the flower shadow. The thin fingers lightly touched the Mo Xie Danhai, twisted out a crystal light true qi, shook the fingertips, and flew under the flower stand. I closed my fluttering eyelashes and inhaled deeply. Crystal light true qi inhaled into the nose.

A red Dan flower, shining behind the desire, with the green light on the face of the desire, released the red flower mist, and the breath weakened again. Dancing flowers.

A faint light gauze smoke, the tide floats and floats like a tide, hazy and hazy covered with milky white mist, a small drop of dew, gently. greasy, with the smell of danhua, shining in the morning light.

Mo Ye sat up and looked stupidly at the faintly visible mist. Shuttle through the busy green shadows. "Hua Nu go to wash, today is a good day for you, to stay by the side of the Desire Plant, to go to the 'Evil Blood Forest' to see you."

Mo Xie was stunned. Slowly jumping off the shadow of the flower, a cone petal swayed lightly, and a pool of turquoise water shadow sparkled in front of him. Mo Ye washed his face helplessly. Straightening the slightly wet black hair, Mu Na stood among the shadows of the flowers.

After a long time, he wanted to step out of the faint mist, glanced at Mo Ye, and without saying much, he grabbed the armor belt around Mo Ye's waist, condensed a red pill flower, and flew into the glowing sky.

Mo Xie squinted his eyes, and the wind in his ears was like thunder, rumbling for an unknown amount of time. The sweet voice sounded faintly. "I want to visit the elders"

"Oh, if you want to come in, the elders of the Broadway Church are waiting for you." The rough voice sounded dullly in the airspace, and Mo Xie grinned, staring at the red and swollen eyes that were painful.

A circular hall, sixteen green-bottomed strange flower columns, blooming sixteen different colors, different flower shapes, condensing different floral fragrances. Between the flower pillars, a wide-leaved flower stone road leads directly to the Yao Palace, on both sides of the flower stone road stands a light one-color flower nail planter, the same kind of flower ornament, the same kind of flower armor, the plant girl jade body is light, oblique flower key, beautiful eyes are brilliant;

The white danhua plant on his head leads the desire with a smile. Flower eyes swept over Mo Ye from time to time.

If you want to carry Mo Ye, walk quickly into the Yao Palace, and gently put Mo Ye on the flower stone. Take a light bow forward. "I want to see all the elders."

"Desire, the holy slave brought". The old man's voice came from afar, and Mo Xie knelt on the hall of crystal flowers, trying to straighten up, but his back was like a thousand catties, and he couldn't raise his head at all.

"Yes, Elder, I have made up my mind." I want to reply in a deep voice.

A fluorescent light hit the kneeling Mo Ye's body, Mo Ye's body retreated sharply, instantly locked on a flower stake, and a burst of cold inhaled and soaked into the holy body, Mo Ye felt that his blood was frozen and coagulated. Then a boiling hot flame poured into the heart, burning the three meridians and four veins of the mind to ignite a ghostly flame.

"Desire, this is the two heavens of ice and fire - the pillar of locking consciousness, which can imprison the divine consciousness of the little saint and catch the 'whip of the gods', whether you can draw off the residual consciousness of the little saint depends on your creation." The two-colored dragon-like whip shadow flew into the hands of the desire.

I want the flower pupils to flow, the thin eyebrows are elongated, and I lightly hold the "whip", and with a snap, a black shadow is shot out in the airspace at the tip of the whip, tearing the void, and the black line for a long time slowly fades away.

Want to be surprised. "This, this whip, the Eucharist shall not be split in half."

Mo Ye raised his head violently, and the two pairs of dead fish eyes stared closely at the snake-like whip shadow in the airspace, and he was so frightened that he wanted to call his mother. When he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be strangled by the flower vines sticking out of the flower column, and he couldn't even make a sound. I want to shake my head desperately, my hair is tight, my head is fixed on the flower pillar, and the Tao is like an unyielding man, looking straight at me with my head held high.

The hesitant desire tightened, good you are not evil, you are still playing hard at a critical time, and you will not let you suffer a little, you still don't know the benefits and disadvantages of Ben Zhizi. The jade wrist flipped over, and he no longer hesitated.

The cold light flashed, and Bing Lingling's long whip roared, spraying ice mist, pulling the wind in a hurry, and snapping between Mo Ye's eyebrows, and a white ice blade submerged into the center of his eyebrows.

The black hair hanging lightly in front of Mo Ye's face gently spread to the sides. His throat moved, his eyes condensed with ice and snow shadows, and his bright black pupils suddenly expanded, slowly recovering his surprised eyes.

There was a buzzing whip, and it swept into the sky like a swift wind, whirling and trembling in the void, as if it was frightened by something so that the six gods had no master, and there was no tendency to bounce back from afar.

In the hall, the sixteen elders stood up at the same time in shock. "The divine consciousness is in great consummation, and the divine consciousness of the little saint has reached such a heaven and earth."

The sixteen elders glanced at each other, not knowing whether to stop the second whip of desire, and the "Divine Whip" held the whip according to the different realms. One whip in the solid root realm, if you can hit the residual consciousness, you can't hit the second whip. One whip locks the consciousness, the second whip cuts the consciousness, and the mind will be broken when the two whips go down to the solid root realm.

There are two whips in the cultivation realm, two whips to lock the knowledge, three whips to cut the knowledge, and the lock knowledge whip can play the "cold wave" and "blazing wave". The probability of the two waves is different, maybe the whip is cold, maybe the whip is blazing, it is difficult to distinguish the whip wave, it depends on the mind of the whip bearer, whether the mind can be the same.

He forcibly brought back the "Whip of the Gods" and stared at Mo Ye who was unharmed. "The little saint is really like what Zhizu said, he has practiced the strengthening puppet technique."

A dazzling burst of fire into the void, and the red glow flew away in the sky, burning as if it burned the airspace with a scorching breath, and it was so roasted that it wanted to suck in a trembling breath.

Mo Ye's eyes were blazing, and the Thousand Whip Cold Wave might not be able to pull out Mo Ye's star point divine sense. This blazing wave is different, Mo evil is attached to the cold qi, and he is afraid of the blazing qi. His mind suddenly lost his mind, and he struggled in panic as if he saw the scorching fire dragon rushing towards him.

The eyebrows were on fire, Mo Ye roared in his heart, and the voyeuristic auditory consciousness and the voyeuristic consciousness in the sea panicked like a startled jump, and there was a loud bang, knocking the voyeur taste consciousness in the middle, and a trace of purple light flew out with the popping sound.

Mo Xie's eyebrows flashed with purple light. Sitting on the flower bottle, a butterfly-shaped Danhua plant girl casually popped out a crystal light, instantly imprisoning the purple light. With a pop, he clicked into the heart of his eyebrows.

Wanting to recognize the pearl swayed a purple wave, the crystal light shook lightly outside the pearl, and a trace of purple light instantly disappeared into the pearl. Wanting to squander his divine sense, Mo Xie's memories dissolved into the pearl of desire.

I want to be surprised, and I am ashamed. The mind actually had the slightest connection with Mo Ye. Hmph, the crystal light flashed, and a flower was condensed in the heart of the eyebrows.

"If you want to be a little saint, a wisp of residual consciousness has been locked in your consciousness bead, you have a covenant with the little saint, if he wants to break the contract, he will be punished by heaven, and you can hurt his consciousness at any time." The butterfly-shaped danhua plant girl looked at the desire with a smile and told carefully.

"This is the 'Ten Thousand Miles Lock', go back and cultivate well, after refining, you can open and seal the Little Sage Danhai at will, as long as the Little Sage can't escape for 100,000 miles, a spell will fall to pieces." The butterfly-shaped Danhua planted the girl's thin fingers lightly, and a pink crystal flew into the Mo Ye Dan Sea, and the crystal light condensed, and the red Dan flower was embroidered alive under Mo Ye's navel.

Mo Xie listened to the frightening whisper in a daze, opened his weak eyes, and looked at a thin and misty petite shadow through the gap in his black hair, and slowly remembered this flower shadow in his heart.

I wanted to turn my head and sweep the Mo Ye who couldn't stop the slightest trace, and lightly raised the "Whip of the Gods", and respectfully gave it to the butterfly-shaped Danhua Planter. "What else do the elders command?"

The elders glanced at each other, and an old planter who looked like a peach blossom pill shadow frowned. "Little Sage, the two great divine consciousnesses have been fully consummated, you have to remember, you can't let its third great divine consciousness be consummated, otherwise you won't be able to operate the Ding Nu, it's best not to let it break through, and forever imprisoned in this realm, which is the best strategy."

The little face that wants to be green and tender has changed color, that is to say, the little saint said that he has been with him for two thousand years. "I want to listen to the teachings of the elders."

"Go, a thousand years of time can allow you to break through the first order, don't lose a big because of a small one, the Holy Realm Ding slave is billions, and the gains and losses of one slave are just a passing cloud for my planters." The Peach Blossom Pill Shadow Planter has repeatedly told him that for tens of millions of years, there have been more than one million people trapped by love, and the ending is tragic. Peach Blossom Pill Shadow Planter didn't want to say it explicitly. (To be continued......)