Zanxing

The people in the picture are very beautiful.

The thatched hut was dimly lit, and under the reflection of this beauty, there was a feeling of bright pearls. This woman has almond-shaped eyebrows, red lips and a smile, blue silk hanging down her shoulders, and a natural beauty. If the sun rises, it looks like a green wave of hibiscus. Standing under the Biyi flower tree, holding a falling flower, looking at the flow between the eyebrows and eyes, and teaching people to hold their breath.

Just a painting is so captivating, it can be seen that if the real person is in front of you, I am afraid that the beauties of the three realms will be eclipsed.

The hairpin star moved in his heart. This woman is very similar to the white-robed woman who appeared in her spiritual consciousness every time she practiced Qing'e Nian Hua Stick.

In the lower right corner of the scroll, there is also a line of poems inscribed: Burning Green Hualin, Lingfeng Zhenqiongke. The handwriting is the same as the one on the white cut chicken, and it seems that it was also written by the owner of the thatched cottage.

Hairpin looked at Gu Baiying, and said carefully, Uncle Shi, the painting on this painting should not be Fairy Qinghua, right?

Gu Baiying didn't speak, and looked at the beauty in the painting in a trance.

Hairpin Xing raised her head, the beauty in the painting was looking down at Biyihua on her fingertips, Hairpinxing looked at it, always felt something was wrong, etc. What about Biyihua?

She woke up suddenly, there was still a blushing falling flower in the beautiful woman's hand just now, but now the beautiful woman's hand is empty, and there is one less flower.

Uncle Master. Hairpin Xing was about to tell Gu Baiying this discovery, when he lowered his head, he saw a bright flower lying upright in his palm.

The flower in the painting, I don't know when, has run out and fell into my hands.

She raised her head in surprise and felt a huge suction force coming towards her from the painting. Hairpin Xing only had time to call out Uncle Shi before being dragged into the painting by that unfamiliar force.

Puff-

The surroundings were plunged into chaotic darkness, Zhu Xing rubbed his eyes, but couldn't see anything. She wanted to take out a lighting talisman to see where it was, but as soon as she touched her waist, the Qiankun bag disappeared at some point, and her heart sank.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps sounded behind him. As the footsteps approached, the surroundings lit up a little bit. It's like a bit of translucent white has been dipped in the thick black ink, and the whiteness is becoming more and more, like the transition from night to morning, but the light is also hazy, like a layer of fog, and like the chaos of the universe. Hongmeng.

The footsteps stopped behind her, and the hairpin star turned her head.

The hairpin star has never seen such a beautiful person.

The woman's white dress is like snow and her long hair is like a waterfall. She is a face that can only appear in dreams. She looks exactly the same as the beauty in the picture, but she is more beautiful than the beauty in the picture. It's just that the beauty in the painting can still smile at people outside the painting, but the goddess who is as bright as the bright moon is looking at her lightly, as cold as frost.

For a long time, Hairpin looked at the beauty and said, Excuse me, what is this place?

She was dragged into the painting, but it was different from the Xumi Mustard Seed Picture that was examined in Gufeng Mountain. There is a beautiful woman under a flower tree in the painting, and the distant landscape is moving, but there is nothing but nothing here.

Sea of ​​Consciousness. The woman's voice was as light as in the spiritual sense, but still cold: Your spiritual sense was pulled into the painting.

This time Hairpin Xing understood, probably to say that her body was still outside the painting, but her consciousness had already entered the painting. She looked at the beauty in front of her, was silent for a while, and then asked, Are you Fairy Qinghua?

The woman nodded slightly.

The hairpin star's eyes lit up. Fairy Qinghua disappeared shortly after giving birth to Gu Baiying, and her whereabouts was a mystery. Everyone in the Taiyan faction said that Fairy Qinghua had probably fallen. Unexpectedly, we can meet in this secret realm now, Hairpin Xing said: You are still alive! Uncle Shi and they have been looking for you, Gu Baiying is outside the painting, come with me, you guys She fell silent.

Fairy Qinghua looked at her with calm eyes like water, perhaps it should be said empty, and she didn't have any movement because of the three words Gu Baiying. She just said indifferently, as if completing a mission: Since you can get here, it means that you are the destined person to find Qing'e Nian Hua Stick.

Hairpin Xing frowned, these words seemed familiar

.If you pass the test, I will pass on the entire volume of this exercise to you.

Hairpin Xing was startled: Inheritance?

Yes. Every secret realm has its own unknown opportunity. Since you found this place, destiny is destined for you to have this opportunity. Do you want exercises, secret books, medicinal herbs, and spiritual treasures?

This is really tempting, Hairpin Xing took a step back: Thank you, I don't want to.

For the first time, an accidental expression appeared on Fairy's face, and she asked, Why?

Why? Hairpin Xing looked down at the palm of her hand, naturally because she was not supposed to be the master of this episode. In The Top of Nine Heavens, Mu layerxiao did find an opportunity in this secret realm. Although it has nothing to do with Fairy Qinghua, this routine of winning inheritance through tests is clearly owned by the protagonist. Her coming here is already a plot that has never appeared in the script. If she messes up again and takes luck that doesn't belong to her, the original book is likely to create more unsolvable traps for her.

I really don't want to be extravagant.

Fairy, I just passed by this place, and I accidentally saw this painting being dragged into it. The road to immortality is very difficult. I don't seek luck and luck, I just hope to walk on the path of immortality through myself. She tried to make herself look like Be more sincere, You better let me out.

After being silent for a long time, Fairy Qinghua said, Since that's the case, I won't force it.

Hairpin Xing breathed a sigh of relief, looked around at the vast white area, and asked the person in front of him, Excuse me, Fairy, how do I get out of the painting?

Beat me.

Hairpin star: .

Fairy Qinghua said lightly: If you can't defeat me and pass my trial, you can only stay in the painting and can't leave.

Don't be joking, Xing Xing frowned, If a person's consciousness leaves the body for too long, he will die.

Not bad. Fairy Qinghua said calmly: So you must defeat me in the shortest time and pass the test.

Hairpin Xing finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, Isn't this a forced sale?

Fairy Meimei told her with a cold expression that this was indeed a strong buying and selling business.

The hairpin star was stunned to the ground.

She tried to prove to Fairy Qinghua that this was an impossible thing: Fairy, you are one step closer to ascending, and I am a little cultivator who just formed pills a few days ago. Even if I am a genius, it is impossible. Can you beat you?

Since you found this place, your destiny is destined. The answer to her was a cold sentence.

I think Tianming wants to kill me. Hairpin Xing muttered, and tried to play emotional cards again, Fairy, Gu Baiying is outside. You mother and son have not seen each other for many years, and he has always missed you. Speaking of which, Gu Baiying I'm the one who should accept your inheritance, I'm just an outsider, and I'm not very talented, so it's really a waste of you to give me your practice.

From the darkness, Fairy Qinghua's voice came: The person chosen by Bie Yihua is the one who is destined.

Hairpin star: .

She felt a little headache. This woman is probably just a wisp of consciousness that Fairy Qinghua sealed in the painting back then. She doesn't have Fairy Qinghua's consciousness, and only knows to execute the order of passing the test and accepting inheritance. No matter how much she says, she won't listen. Gu Baiying has a bad temper. Although her own mother is not as arrogant and arrogant as him, she is really a stubborn temper that is too proud to listen to others.

Now even if she doesn't want to accept the inheritance, if she wants to go out from here, she can only defeat Fairy Qinghua. It's just, isn't this really another hole dug by Destiny for her? Moreover, even if she wanted to jump into this pit, she might not be able to jump into it. Defeating Fairy Qinghua, this will make people laugh out loud, that is Fairy Qinghua, the direct disciple of Saint Yushan, who is one step away from becoming an immortal!

After Fairy Qinghua finished speaking, she ignored the hairpin and stood silently in the void, her beauty and coldness, like a statue.

Hairpin Xing tried to move the Xiao Yuanzhu in his chest, but there was no response. Her body is outside the painting, and the Qiankun bag is naturally also outside the painting. There are no auxiliary props outside the field. There is only a coiled flower stick hanging around her waist-probably a virtual magic tool for her during the test.

This time, it can only rely on strength.

But the hairpin star looked at the coiled flower stick at the waist, the difference in strength was really heaven and earth, and it was terrifyingly large.

She stood up slowly, pulled out the green stick around her waist, and faced Fairy Qinghua. Fairy Qinghua said indifferently: It seems that you have figured it out clearly.

If you can only get out of the painting by defeating you, that's the only way to do it sooner or later. I just don't want to waste time. Hairpin stared at her: Come on!

The flower stick went straight to Fairy Qinghua!

In the chaos, the flower stick seemed to turn into a cyan lightning. In contrast, the long stick in Fairy Qinghua's hand is like a dragon. The two green lights collided together, and the hairpin star only felt a long wind blowing towards her face. The wind was gentle but long, and it seemed to envelop the long and wide fields, the stars between the heaven and the earth, all the vastness and the smallness, and aggressively moved towards her. rushing in, almost completely dispersing her whole person.

Hairpin Star didn't even have time to hit the second stick, and was knocked out.

The woman held the long stick, looked at the person who was dropped and flew out, frowned slightly, and said, Vulnerable to a single blow.

It was unexpected to lose so badly. Hairpin Xing wiped the blood on his lips: The first stick is just to test your strength.

Come again. She stood up and said.

In the thatched cottage, Gu Baiying carried the hairpin to the couch.

Mimi squatted beside the hairpin star, and now she stopped chasing the white cut chicken, and barked a little anxiously. On the contrary, the bald-tailed roast chicken stretched its neck, stood on the table and paced up and down, stepping on the paper on which the poems were written with a crashing sound.

Just now when he was looking at this beauty picture, Hairpin Xing fainted when he saw it, and didn't wake up no matter how much he screamed. Gu Baiying stretched out her hand to probe her forehead, then withdrew her hand, her expression moved slightly: It's spiritual consciousness.