Give four liters of rice and the addition of Shibi, thank you, dear After being surprised by Zhang Xiaohan's approach, Mu Hibiscus accepted it very calmly, and after hearing Zhang Xiaohan's decision to soar soon, calm turned back to surprise.
Mu Hibiscus didn't ask why it was so fast, which made Zhang Xiaohan very grateful, because if Mu Hibiscus really asked, she really didn't know how to answer. said that she had gone to the god realm and the demon world with hibiscus, and told me what she had experienced If this is not the world of cultivating immortals, Zhang Xiaohan is likely to tell all this as a story to hibiscus, and will also have a discussion with hibiscus, but this is the world of cultivating immortals, everything is about chance, Zhang Xiaohan doesn't want what he has done to affect hibiscus.
In what was once a road, she had already influenced hibiscus.
After that, there is a series of preparations, Rao is Zhang Xiaohan has experienced a lot, has a tough mentality, and occasionally there will be anxiety in the process of such preparations.
She even had an idea to go to the secret place to meet Tong Xiao and ask one or two, but it was just an idea, and Zhang Xiaohan was not ready to implement it.
Zhang Xiaohan was busy again, spending most of his time refining magic weapons.
She gave all the forty-nine five-element flying swords she had refined to Nameless, regardless of whether the number of flying swords was too much, and then the time was spent on talisman making, she used all the high-grade talisman materials collected by Hibiscus, and made all the talismans she could master.
The improvement of her divine consciousness and cultivation, as well as the increase in her experience, have made her more and more comfortable in making talismans, and some talismans will improve after contemplating them.
The process of making talismans like this also made her heart gradually calm, and she seemed to have returned to the time when she was in the Nether Realm, when she was concentrating on refining magic weapons within the Lingwu Electric Sect she founded.
She likes such a monotonous life with some challenges, really concentrated, does not think about everything in the outside world, really reassures all the worries and anxieties in her heart, takes it seriously, and she also knows that this moment of peace is to adjust her mentality, for the real storm and even tribulation that is coming.
There is no chance protection, there is only their own perseverance.
This is a challenge, and it is also an experience that she must go through, and the path to take as a monk is also her choice Zhang Xiaohan.
Occasionally, she would leave the cave and sit by the waterhole, and occasionally, Hibiscus would come over and talk about what was happening in the Nine Realms, and occasionally she would think about Qianqi, the god who had made a shocking career in ancient times.
Her heart was precipitating little by little, until one day, she found that she rarely thought of the people around her, Xiaobao, Mu Hibiscus, Song Chensha, and even Li Piaoxue, Yan Dao, and Yan Qingshan.
She seemed to have forgotten these monks, these people, but in the bottom of her heart she clearly did not forget, she only forgot the responsibilities she thought she should have, in fact, she was not responsible to anyone, they had their own way of life, and she was the same.
The world is rich and colorful because of each life's choice of itself, and every life's joys, sorrows, and sorrows have their own wonderful existence, even if it is a god, there are only distant views, and there should be no self-righteous interference.
As a result, the time to make talismans gradually decreased, and more time Zhang Xiaohan would silently look at a pool of lotus leaves, and she gradually found that she had forgotten more, ascending to Sendai, receiving messengers, and enjoying the night, Lingxiao City Many monks have become passers-by in her life, making her life a wonderful background, how could she not be so, becoming a part of the lives of other monks, a gorgeous background prop.
She began to think of Di Xiaoyan, the only female cultivator who said to her that she didn't ask for any exchange, that kind of simple friendship was so white that she was dazzling, she also thought of Mo Shaohan, it can be regarded as a friend in another sense, in the Shura Trial Ground, the two of them were side by side, head to head, they had seen each other's embarrassment, and they also trusted each other, and then in Tianshuang City, Mo Shaohan's existence was like a warm spring breeze.
She did miss a lot.
Missed a lot of scenery, a lot of friendship.
Luckily, she had time to remember.
Thinking of this, she was a little confused, she still remembered the memories of these things when her soul was burned, but strangely, she didn't have the idea at this moment, it was completely different.
This is probably the difference in state of mind, the complete difference in state of mind.
Zhang Xiaohan is immersed in real memories, this time the memories are the forgotten people around her, she remembers all the people who have expressed kindness to her, even if this person has done things that hurt her, it is strange that she seems to ignore the hurt and only remember kindness.
But she still avoided some people, and in her mind, she avoided the real hurt.
She didn't know that she hadn't thought about Yan Dao, this monk who had a profound influence on him, she used to regard him as her true teacher, she respected him, loved him, and thought that he also regarded her as a disciple She didn't know that she hadn't thought about Fan Xiaofan, the monk she had thought would walk side by side to the future together, she and he had cooperated so tacitly, but after all, he had just become a passerby in her life In the Nether, these two monks had hurt her deeply, and in the Upper Realm, she had forgotten them from the memory of life a moment before she ascended.
She became a scenery on the edge of the black miasma waterpool, sitting silently and peacefully, her eyes gradually clear and deep, and her smile gradually faded.
There is occasional aura overflowing around her body, but it is short-lived, but it is brilliant, and every time it appears, corresponding auspicious clouds will appear in the sky above the head of the Black Miasma Mountain.
Before Zhang Xiaohan knew it, when she didn't seem to be completely ready, Feisheng came.
No one knew how they ascended to the Immortal Realm, and all the monks who ascended to the Immortal Realm had experienced a long time of thinking, and those monks left alone, far away to a strange place.
No one knows whether they have really risen or fallen, and these top monks in the upper realm suddenly disappeared in silence.
There is no farewell gaze, no farewell applause, as if it never existed, their arrival may be vigorous, but their disappearance is silent.
This is true for others, and it is not true for themselves.
The distant sky flickered, like a meteor flying by, and in her gaze, as if time and space were shifting in front of her eyes, she stared at her body, watching her body being pulled in the space-time tunnel.
The spiritual power flowed, the spiritual light overflowed from the body, as if it was a moment, but also as if it was eternal, the body and spirit were bathed in a strange thing, and her body was transformed. t1706231537: