Danfeng woke up faintly, but there was still a dull pain in her heart.
In her two lives, she asked about her heart, in her third life, she asked about her love, and in her third life, she couldn't extricate herself and sink endlessly.
"Who am I, a phoenix or a fish?"
Danfeng was at a loss and said in a sad voice: "If I were Huang, Wutong, where would you be?"
"I am like a fish, scholar, do you dare to come and meet me?"
"Huang, you are still you, why should you be confused?
When the time comes, you and I will meet each other."
Seeing her pain, Wutong whispered sadly, but she could not see each other and did not dare to disturb each other.
She gently brushed away the fog in front of her eyes. , revealing the trail into the mountain.
After a long pause, Danfeng woke up from his sinking state, frowned and smiled: "I am still me.
I came to a small village and practiced Taoism for nearly a hundred years.
Whether it is a phoenix or a fish, it is just a dream."
"Finally, I haven't lost my true self."
Even the lantern spirit was worried about her.
The good news is that in her Dantian, there is a single branch of the lotus, with nine petals and eight green leaves.
It is so bright and beautiful that when swaying gently and slowly, it seems that you can smell the fragrance of the lotus petals.
As for the precious art of reincarnation, the Five Paths of Reincarnation Dharma has been obtained.
Four clouds cover the fog and its true traces cannot be seen.
It should be that the cultivation level is not enough and it cannot be practiced.
Unfortunately, it failed to achieve perfection.
One of the six paths of reincarnation is missing, and one of the nine green leaves is missing.
Don't force the opportunity, even if it's just a hair away, it doesn't matter.
I raised my eyes and stared forward, and saw a small path leading straight into the mountain.
I walked slowly while paying attention to it.
As far as his consciousness could see, it was dark and gloomy.
He had no choice but to continue moving forward slowly.
In a short time, I had already stepped into the mountain gate.
I saw a Heihe River dozens of feet wide blocking the way forward.
A single tree straddled the hills on both sides of the Heihe River.
The mountains were steep and quite deep. , a three-thousand-meter waterfall falls vertically from here.
The top of the single tree was covered with moss, and new buds had sprouted faintly on some trunk branches.
This place is extremely strange.
For the monks, they could have crossed it in the air, but there was a bridge.
However, this place is mysterious.
It is impossible for ordinary people to live there.
Since crossing the bridge, flying across it is definitely not feasible.
If you have to cross the bridge, just cross it.
It's intimidating just by looking at it, and there's a high chance of falling.
Just when she was frowning, Ichiro sang to her ears with an ethereal voice, but a little bit of vicissitudes of life: "But hundreds of flowers remain along the water, and a single dead branch asks for everything, and a single petal floats away without clinging to it.
I have no choice but to be sad."
The sound fell, and Danfeng stared longingly at him.
He was dressed in white, with flying belts, snow-white skin, ebony-like black pupils, deep but a little dazed, a tall and heroic nose, and red lips lightly parted, suddenly adding A bit delicate and charming, but the whole person unintentionally reveals a bit of bleak and vicissitudes of life.
Danfeng felt it was very strange, but she also felt a little pity.
Such a wonderful person could not keep a bouquet of flowers.
Yingying bowed and continued to persuade: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry, there will always be a bouquet to add fragrance, and fate will come naturally."
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The man still frowned and raised his head to the sky: "There is nothing we can do, but we have been together for thousands of years and never been free."
Danfeng couldn't help but frown slightly.
This person was too bleak, so he invited her with spiritual wine: "My little girl Danfeng, prepare a cup of turbid wine and have a sip to relieve your fellow Taoist worries, how about it?"
"My surname is Mo, my name is Naihe.
Thank you for your kindness."
The young man in white did not refuse.
He raised his hand gently and accepted the jade cup.
"Please" I raised my glass to invite you.
The word "please" was barely spoken, and you were already drinking with your head held high: "Good wine" Danfeng smiled lightly and said nothing, being amused by the other person's name.
She poured wine for him to hide her gushing smile.
Three cups of pure wine went down her throat.
Mo Naihe said cheerfully: "Fellow Daoist Danfeng, if you want to cross this bridge, you can't.
Still have to turn around” "certainly" "That's difficult.
I can save you from the past, but I can't help you turn around.
This place is so weak that you can't even float on it."
When Danfeng heard "weak water", she immediately pursed her lips and smiled: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can get in."
It was really a coincidence that she was not afraid of weak water and benefited from it.
The two drank freely, and after three rounds of drinking, they began to talk more.
"Brother Mo is such a handsome man with beautiful eyes, and his eyebrows are lowered.
Why are you so worried?"
"Hey, little friend, I don't know.
Hundreds of flowers are good, but I only love one.
I love three thousand flowers, so I only take one scoop."
"I see, Brother Mo, where is the beauty now?"
Monet He Jun blushed slightly, hesitated for a while, and said slowly: "She has been in love with the green leaves for thousands of years, but the green leaves never come back.
She spends many years fishing on the other side, looking at Meng Nu in a dream."
Danfeng was shocked when he heard this and muttered to himself: "This triangle relationship is so complicated."
But it was hard to say it clearly, so he could only say perfunctorily: "Let it go, let it go."
"That's all.
Thank you fellow Taoist for the pure brew.
I will save you to the other side right now."
"Thank you Brother Mo for your help."
Before he finished speaking, the single tree turned into a path, which was flat and spacious.
Danfeng stepped up and walked quickly.
In a few minutes, he had crossed the wooden bridge.
But Mo Naihe's figure was missing.
After some thought, he bowed to the wooden bridge and walked towards the mountain gate.
After crossing the mountain gate, my eyes suddenly opened up.
Red flowers were everywhere, green trees were shady, but there were small bridges and flowing water.
Wooden houses were built in rows, and bustling monks were stationed here.
But they were all leisurely and happy.
Upon closer inspection, they found that the monks were not human beings.
They were all spirits transformed into human beings through cultivating the Tao.
The spiritual cultivators also saw Danfeng at the same time, and they saw that she was a human cultivator.
They didn't like her very much, but they had no reason to drive her away since they were able to enter this place.
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No one paid attention to her and continued to do their own things.
Danfeng was quite embarrassed and took the initiative to greet the spiritual cultivators, but was greeted with cold snorts from the spiritual cultivators.
I have no choice but to stay first, and when the time is right, I can inquire about the whereabouts of the flower soul on the other side and the land of rest.
Danfeng lived at the intersection of yin and yang in March.
During these three months, she worked hard to make good friends with all the spiritual practitioners.
She sent spiritual fruits today and fine wines tomorrow.
Finally, her hard work paid off. .
During this period, she learned a lot about the legends about this place, and she got to know the flower soul on the other side.
The reason why there are many spiritual cultivators stationed here is because this place has no rules and is not bound by the rules of heaven or the underworld.
Once you enter here, you can live forever and be immortal, but you are not protected by the rules of heaven. , there is no promotion.
But it is only this one hundred miles radius.
Once you enter it, you can never get out.
Whether it is a spiritual cultivator or a monk, it is equivalent to self-defeating and being trapped in this small area.
But the flower soul on the other side has already cultivated her body.
She looks like a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, as delicate as the neighbor's jasper.
She is wearing a bright red dress and is not glamorous at all.
Her eyes are as clear as water and as bright as stars.
With her petite nose, light red lips, and thin figure, she really felt like "I feel pity for you".
It's no wonder that Mo Naihe persisted for ten thousand years.
Danfeng specially taught him well and deliberately mentioned the fisherman by the Styx River to test his reaction.
Unexpectedly, when the other side heard this, he cried silently: "When did this happen?
How could he become like that?"
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