Zanxing

As the wind blew, the Biyi flower tree outside the hall made a soft rustling sound, as if thousands of fiery luan birds were about to spread their wings, decorating the deserted courtyard with one or two bright colors.

Gu Baiying's eyes fell on the small bridge in the distance.

This is the Xiaoyao Temple.

It was snowing outside, and Xiaoxue covered the ground with a layer of silver frost. On the bridge, someone was dancing sticks. A blue stick and a snow-white skirt. She is as nimble and agile as a wild goose. She has a head of black silk that is as soft and dense as black satin. , it becomes a silk flower that melts.

The red flowers, the white snow, and the beauty's stick tip rippling out of layers of flower waterfalls make the Xiaoyao Hall of Gufeng Mountain look like a fairyland of nine heavens. The young man frowned slightly as he looked at the scene in front of him that seemed familiar.

The boots stepped on the snow and made a small sound, which seemed to alarm the dancer. The woman suddenly put away her stick and looked up. Xiu Tuyan is more beautiful than Hua Jiao, like the snake witch Luoshen.

It was Fairy Qinghua.

Gu Baiying was startled, but before she spoke, Fairy Qinghua also saw him, she stared at him for a moment, and then walked towards him.

She stopped in front of Gu Baiying. The young man was already taller than her. Fairy Qinghua raised her head slightly, looked at him, and said with a smile, Bai Ying.

Gu Baiying said nothing.

The wind blew up the snow on the ground, and it seemed to be a little colder outside. Fairy Qinghua reached out and grabbed his sleeve, dragged him to the Xiaoyao Palace, and said, It's getting cold outside, go in and warm up.

He didn't move, and let Fairy Qinghua pull him into the hall.

In the Xiaoyao Palace, it was the same as when he left. The hall was empty, deserted, and there was no one. A few feet away, there was a small copper stove, lit with a little red warmth.

Gu Baiying was a little taken aback.

There was never a heater in his temple. Immortal cultivators are not afraid of the cold, if it is cold, they can cultivate the Dao Heart. Seemingly seeing his doubts, Fairy Qinghua said warmly, I saw that it was really cold in the hall, so I asked Dan Shu to beat this copper stove. She picked up the teapot on the table and put it on the small stove to warm it up: Is it warmer now?

The hall was indeed warmer than before.

The coldness that I did not feel on weekdays has become real with this copper furnace. That tiny bit of red seemed to fill the entire hall in an instant, as if the cubs of animals longed for the warmth of their mother's fur, and wanted to swarm over them unconsciously.

The teapot on the copper stove soon blew out heat. Fairy Qinghua lifted the teapot, poured the hot tea into the teacup, and handed it to Gu Baiying.

He stretched out his hand to take it, and the warmth of the palm of his hand was handed over from the bottom layer by layer. Fairy Qinghua thought for a while and picked up the dim sum from the plate on the table.

The dessert was made into a small flower shape, she took a bite, and smiled at Gu Baiying: The pear flower cake you made is much sweeter than the one made by the sect master.

In a word, the boy's originally prepared resistance suddenly seemed to be pulled through a gap, and his expression instantly became confused.

In the past few days, I have talked about your spiritual meridian with the senior brother in charge. After she finished eating the snacks in her hand and drank a little tea, she said lightly: When I fought with Gui Diaotang, I was eroded by his demonic energy. Even you have been affected. It was not obvious when you were born, but now the loopholes in your spiritual veins are getting worse and worse. The senior brother in charge once planted a lyre worm seed under the black swamp. Vulnerability, now is the time to mature.

Gu Baiying lowered his eyes: The seeds of the piano bug are no longer there.

Fairy Qinghua smiled, stretched out her fisted right hand, and then spread out her palm. In an instant, a bright green light suddenly illuminated the entire hall. A green seed lay in her palm, from which it seemed to flow out of vitality, just by looking at it, I could feel the power in my spiritual veins a little bit more abundant.

This is.

I know that your violet worm seeds were accidentally taken away by the hairpin star. However, don't forget that when I was in the secret realm of Li'er Kingdom, I passed down my life-long spiritual skills to her, and at that time, I separated the qinworm from her body. Fairy Qinghua looked at the seed in the palm of her hand: After returning to Gufeng Mountain, my senior brother and I warmed this seed with Yuan Li, and now it is just the time to mature, Bai Ying, If you take it, you won't have to suffer from spiritual stagnation in the future.

The secret of the Li'er Kingdom is a secret, and no one knows about it except for the hairpin star and his party. He raised his eyes and looked at Fairy Qinghua in front of him. She was sitting in front of him, and her face was exactly the same as when she was in the secret realm. Cold and calm, and a little unskilled care.

This hall seems to be the same as before, and it seems to be different from before.

Gu Baiying felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He only felt that Xiaoyao Palace ushered in the warmest winter day in so many years, which made people unable to bear to leave.

Fairy Qinghua urged him softly: What are you doing, take it away.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the worm.

The seeds of the violet worm are about to germinate. From the front end of the seeds, a little green worm sprouts sprout out. The greenness seems to have the fragrance of grass and trees, and it exudes a sweet smell.

Gu Baiying squeezed the seeds and was about to take them.

Fairy Qinghua looked at him gently.

The warm fire in the copper furnace seemed to stagnate for a while, and he violently crushed the violin bug in his hand.

Fairy Qinghua was startled and said in surprise, What are you doing?

A silver beam passed in front of her, and the bone gun didn't hesitate at all. The beautiful woman looked like a scattered clay puppet. Her face still kept a surprised expression, but her body gradually began to dissipate.

The young man stood up, changing the dazed daze just now, his eyes bright and calmly looking in front of him.

All around began to fade rapidly.

The Xiaoyao Hall, the Biyi Huashu, and the snow-covered bridge are all like masks painted with oil paint between the city wells. When a basin of water was poured over, the oil paint faded away, revealing the real face under the mask.

The dark torches on the stone wall swayed, and the long black corridor seemed to have no end in sight. It was still the secret room just now, with Mimi at her feet, as if she had fainted from fright, and the hairpin had disappeared.

The sound of applause came from the darkness, and a woman's voice sounded, and she exclaimed, I haven't seen such an excellent prey for a long time, and it can break through my illusion.

Gu Baiying looked coldly at the woman who came out of the darkness.

This is a seductive and glamorous woman. She has long brown curly hair that is casually draped behind her head, her eyes are slender and long, and her eyebrows are charming.