In an unknown valley in the West Hills mountain range

If there is a paradise in the south, then this small valley must be one of them, the valley is deep and narrow, surrounded by mountains on three sides, only a narrow road two people wide can be entered, and the exit is surrounded by a hundred flowers, it is difficult to find that this hides a pure land from the outside world.

The boundary of the valley is only a small place within a radius of five miles, but there are no caves, and every place is exquisite. There is a small lake in the valley, the water of the lake is crystal clear, there are frogs chirping from time to time, there are a few small buildings on the edge of the lake that will be mistaken for the heavenly immortals at first glance, built with green bamboo, but many places have been yellowed, it seems that it has been built for some days.

Further periphery is the lush flowers that occupy the valley, with different colors, most of which are white, most of which are ordinary flowers that can be seen on the roadside, and there are also like Yutang spring, orchid grass, Crape myrtle and camellia and other precious flowers, the owner of the flower valley is also obviously an expert in raising flowers, not planted together indiscriminately, but in the mountains and mountains and water sources far and near a lot of effort, such as the edge of a row of orchids, this kind of flowers and plants have to be planted in the dry pine humus soil carefully, the four seasons of watering are also particular, is the lazy people are the most undesirable flowers, at this moment in this valley is already budding to be put delicate appearance.

Several attics are empty on top of the flowers, below the planting of several types of negative flowers, the second floor of the attic, a woman in white facing the direction of the lake, a long table in front of her, on which lies quietly an old texture of the zither, the strings are slightly relaxed.

The woman's Qianqianyu hand gently pressed on the strings, her fingertips rubbed left and right on the old strings as thin as hair, and she never played a tune, she just quietly looked at a few green carp in the lake downstairs, her eyes moved with their tails, as if watching an extremely interesting thing.

The carp flicked its tail and sank to the bottom of the water, the woman's eyes opened in a trance, retracted her gaze and looked at the old zither, the jade hand wiped again, the strings immediately tightened, the woman gently pressed the tightness of the strings, did not try the sound, and then smiled slightly.

If you look closely, you will find that the woman's appearance is not too extraordinary, there is no trace of feminine curved eyebrows, a nose that is not too sharp, and only thin lips, which add up to just a middle-class face.

The most striking thing is that she has a pair of extremely moving eyes, without the depth of the vast starry sky, it is a tranquility, just like the lake downstairs, no storm and far away from the storm, if Liu Ruoxi's voice and appearance of the world is a natural music, then this woman in white is a ballad-like bridge and flowing water.

The woman's smile is soft, even if she does not deliberately sit upright, she has a quiet atmosphere like a babbling stream, which will make people feel peaceful, as if she is sitting there, it is a warm and warm sunshine.

When everything was quiet, an untimely man's roar suddenly sounded, a little like the smell of burning the piano and boiling the crane, and the woman in white did not see a trace of anger on her soft face, and she didn't even frown, but the ring finger of her right hand plucked on the strings, and the ding dong sound was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, lingering in the small valley, and a muffled snort immediately came from the back of the valley, and then there was no movement.

The woman in white got up gently, did not have any nostalgia for the scenery in front of her, turned around and went downstairs, her steps slowed down step by step, as if she was strolling around the back garden, picking a delicate peony along the way, and putting it in her hand and turning it lightly with her fingers.

Walking to another attic, the woman inserted the peony into the jade bottle on the stone table on the first floor, and went to the small lake to scoop a scoop of water to pour into the bottle.

After arriving at the valley, it is too backlit, and the flowers and plants are not easy to survive, so the number is naturally reduced, but fortunately, there are a few old locust trees rooted here, so it will not be too desolate.

There is a small pond behind the locust tree, there is no water in it, only cold ice, and there is a listless black horse lying outside the pool, following Ji Lingsheng's ass for a year and half a year, nearly 10,000 miles, Hei Feng looks a lot thinner, and the bones are already visible under the abdomen.

Hei Feng saw the woman in white, and showed gratitude under her lowered eyelids, and the woman couldn't say whether she understood it or not, and said softly: "If you don't eat something, you won't be able to wait for him to wake up." Hei Feng glanced at Ji Lingsheng who was sitting on the ice, and surprisingly did not move a step, this is the second time it has unswervingly stayed by Ji Lingsheng's side, the first time it has raised its guts and fought with the bobcat, hanging a lot, raising its front hooves and kicking wildly, but it didn't let the beast get closer to Ji Lingsheng, this time it still won't go away.

If Hei Feng is a woman, then it must be in love with Ji Lingsheng.

The woman in white's face was as quiet as ever, and without saying a word, she quietly walked away.

Ji Lingsheng sat on the ice, his long hair mopping the floor was condensed into an ice flower, and his whole body was covered with a layer of frost, looking like a frozen skeleton from a distance, even if he looked closely, only the slowly undulating chest could prove that he still had a breath left, but that's all.

Black Wind kept staring at the ice sculpture, his eyes didn't wander for half a minute, but his expression became more and more tired.

After the woman in white left the back mountain, like a butterfly in the valley falling on the boat in the middle of the lake, the bow of the boat was tied with a knot, and the tail of the rope fell into the water.

The green carp and the old turtle in the lake also seem to be fond of wine, and when they smell the aroma of wine, they follow the source, desperately squeeze on the water, stirring up a small splash, the woman smiles calmly, and pours most of the liquor in the jar, and the fish rush to it, and for a time it is impossible to fight.

The woman in white clothes does not touch the water, picks up the short oars with her bare hands, rows the boat to the shore, and a pair of skillful hands can not only throw wine to provoke fish and turtles to scramble, but also slowly swing the oars to lead the boat to the lake.

Back in the house, the woman put the wine into the blue and white wine jug, then smiled with satisfaction, and sat on the soft floor to drink briskly.

Night falls, and the stars hang down on the plains.

There are a large number of stars trailing at the end of the dome, which is a wonder once in a few years for the Siyue people, it is not unusual, and it is not surprising to see dozens of times for a long life, but when this kind of heavenly fire vision and the sky aurora are intertwined, it is not a monotonous description of the two words gorgeous.

Tonight, there is an aurora shining on the West Mountain, almost gliding together with the heavenly fire outside the sky, like a tengu chasing the stars, not to mention the bright moon and retreating with interest, so that the good night is empty and left to compete with the stars.

The starlight shone into the valley and swept on Ji Lingsheng's body, Ji Lingsheng's body shook slightly, shaking off the ice chips flying everywhere, Hei Feng's godless eyes suddenly widened, staring at the master who had been sitting on the ice for a few days, but unfortunately after a shudder, it seemed that nothing had happened, or it was not yet the fire, Ji Lingsheng did not wake up.

In one night, Ji Lingsheng moved repeatedly four or five times, tossing the drowsy black wind but still trying to stay awake for a night, the first time was that he was covered in blood, and the strong breath swept through the valley in an instant, and the ice cracks under his body were rampant, but fortunately, the sound of the spring water in the attic suppressed Ji Lingsheng who was almost about to break the ice.

In the next few times, without the need for the woman in white to make a move, Ji Lingsheng has been able to subconsciously suppress the rising demonic energy, Qingyunzi once said in detail that entering the demon is the demon in the heart, as long as it can expel the anger in the body, you can return to your senses, but the demon in the heart is difficult to get rid of, the reason is that it is difficult to get rid of it repeatedly.

There is a heavenly evil aura in the blood spirit pool, although it saved Ji Lingsheng's life, but the ferocious qi runs through Ji Lingsheng from the outside to the inside, a beast pill can make Ji Lingsheng kill and restless that day, how can the blood spirit pool that slaughtered countless living beings not go crazy when irrigated? That nightmare only served as the last straw that crushed the camel in a timely manner.

In the first half of the night, the light rain fell, it is now the end of spring, but the first expensive spring rain is much later in Xishan, and the festive atmosphere is not reflected in the small valley, in the second half of the night, the rain is suddenly majestic, the rain feet are like a line, the big raindrops of beans are slapped on a person and a horse, Ji Lingsheng's eyes are closed, and the red mangs in the dantian are like thunder flashing continuously, as if at an extremely important juncture, the black wind hesitated for a while, and trotted to the bottom of the locust tree to hide from the rain.

The next day, there was a light at the dawn.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the valley in the morning, Hei Feng's head shook lightly and he looked up to see Ji Lingsheng.

The pool was overflowing, the ice was floating, Ji Lingsheng sat in the water, his clothes were soaked with his true colors, his black hair fell on the water, and his hair was more than eight feet long almost occupying half of the pool.

The sickly flush on Ji Lingsheng's face faded, his face was slightly pale, and the fierce murderous aura that filled the surroundings also disappeared invisibly, and the entangled red and black demonic qi also slowly dissipated, and the smoke rose all around.

After half a pillar of incense, Ji Lingsheng woke up with his eyes open, his eyes were still crimson, Hei Feng got up happily, and shivered back again, until Ji Lingsheng smiled and beckoned to it and dared to lean forward boldly, it seemed that during the time that Ji Lingsheng was in the devil, it was just following from a distance, and it was also frightened.

Ji Lingsheng was refreshed, and he didn't have a headache, he was a little strange for a while, his brain only had some vague memories, but the pleasure left when he killed was saved for seven or eight points, and now he remembered that he was still excited in his chest, and suppressed this thought, Ji Lingsheng saw the haggard black wind standing far away, and immediately beckoned and smiled.

Walking out of the pool, even if he didn't investigate, Ji Lingsheng knew that his realm cultivation had disappeared, but the realm was a real breakthrough to the first gate of the Xuan Palace, open the door! There are still many mysterious and indescribable realizations in his mind, which are the precious wealth left behind after cultivating to the realm, and he may not know how many wonderful uses he will have in the future.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but think that this was a great creation.

These residual memories and perceptions are like a treasure buried deep in the ground, Ji Lingsheng only needs to quickly improve his realm, dig out these treasures, and make use of them, he can achieve the effect of a thousand miles in a day on the path of cultivation.

Seeing that the master was in a daze, Hei Feng affectionately rubbed his head on Ji Lingsheng's shoulder, Ji Lingsheng came to his senses, looked at the slightly thin Hei Feng, smiled gently, and pulled out a dagger from the outside of his boots to help him comb his hair, and Hei Feng stood meekly.

The black mane fell one by one, as if it was familiar, Ji Lingsheng couldn't remember how many times he had been like this, he only remembered that this guy was timid and scared, and he remembered that he had it all the way.

"This way, I've suffered you, Xiao Hei. ”