Chapter 310 The Flower God blesses her, and the Flower God’s dew has no taboos

Style: Fantasy Author: Blood-clothed MarquisWords: 3055Update Time: 24/01/12 21:05:54
"Senior sister, he is a demon after all..."

"Qianxue, there is actually no difference between humans and demons, only good and evil. There are good people in the demons, and there are heinous people in the human race, right?"

Lin Qianxue nodded and said: "I understand, senior sister, if I can't guide him to the next level, I will definitely kill him with my own hands in the future to get rid of the harm!"

Luo Xueying nodded and said, "Since I entrusted him to you, his life and death are in your hands."

Lin Qianxue nodded and accepted her senior sister's trust.

Luo Xueying added: "Also...his identity as a demon must not be known to him. Everyone in the world, both good and evil, are tracking his whereabouts and want to use him as a tool to gain power. Let him be a Ordinary people just want to live a simple and happy life. This is his mother’s wish, and it is also my wish.”

Lin Qianxue nodded and said: "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely protect this secret, and I will also take good care of him."

That day, the senior sister took her into that child's world for the first time.

She was dressed in black and came as cold as snow. She pitied his weakness and loneliness, and he found the support in his life, the life-saving straw, and the light that he would follow forever.

After Bai Miaoluo and Lin Qianxue's master and apprentice said goodbye, they hurriedly went to find the disciple of Baiwu Hall.

Master and apprentice Lin Qianxue found an inn to rest. They had been chased and bitten by the lackeys raised by Zhang Manjin, and now they finally had time to take out the Purple Mist Manga and take it.

Hanyue Mountain is not good at anything else, but its skills in cooking soup, boiling tea and brewing medicine are first-rate. After all, he can't expect a lonely person like Lin Qianxue to do these trivial fireworks, so when he is with his master, most of them are He cooks.

Lin Qianxue's ability to hold a sword was first-class, but her skills in holding a spatula were not to be praised. After eating the master's fried dishes several times, Han Yueshan resolutely decided not to let his beautiful master do it again. It was time to cook, and besides, he couldn't bear to let the beautiful master's delicate hands get stained with stove dust.

After Lin Qianxue finished taking the Purple Mist Mansha that he had boiled, she began to meditate in her room while adjusting her breath, trying to use the martial soul in her body to repair the backlashed internal injuries. Although the Purple Mist Mansha was not as good as the Ice Black Jade Grass, it was It did a lot to repair the damaged internal injuries.

As for the backlash, as long as she doesn't use a large number of martial soul orders, she can be temporarily relieved.

Seeing that Master's face finally had some color, Han Yueshan was relieved. When she finished adjusting her breath, her face was filled with happiness. She took Master's hand and said, "Master, Master, I heard from the waiter at the store that there will be a flower viewing party tonight. There is a blessing from the Goddess of Flowers. As long as you drink the holy water given by the Goddess of Flowers, you can not only turn bad luck into good luck, but also cure all diseases. Why don't we go and take a look. Then I will sincerely ask for a bottle from the Goddess of Flowers. The holy water is back for you!"

Lin Qianxue looked at her silly apprentice and said with a smile: "How can there be such a good thing in the world? Not to mention that it can cure all diseases, who can predict the unforeseen and turn disaster into good for mortals?"

Lin Qianxue thought to herself, how could such an innocent and innocent child become a devil who brought trouble to the world? Let him continue to be simple and happy for the rest of his life. Never let him know his true identity, and don't fall into the vortex of this battle between humans and demons.

Han Yueshan smiled and said: "Master, of course a mortal can't do it, but she is the Goddess of Flowers.

He is an immortal with boundless magical power. The blessings from immortals are naturally different from ordinary people. People in Lan Ying Country say it's efficacious, and the waiter in the shop also says it's efficacious. I'd rather believe it, so why don't we go and have a look! "

Lin Qianxue shook her head and smiled, but was pulled out by him.

The bustling streets were full of bustle. Han Yueshan took the master's hand and led him through the crowded crowd.

Lin Qianxue said: "Yueshan, do you know where the Flower Goddess is?"

Han Yueshan stretched his neck, looked towards the lake, and said: "I heard it is on the viewing platform in the lake. Look! There are people crowded there. The Goddess of Flowers must be here. Master, come here, otherwise we I won’t be able to catch up.”

The small boat by the lake was already full of guests. Seeing Han Yue Shan's anxious look, Lin Qianxue took his hand and took him flying to the viewing platform in the center of the lake.

On the viewing platform, there was already a sea of ​​people. The two of them fell outside the crowd and looked towards the high platform. They saw a pink lotus seat standing on the high platform. Everyone stretched out their necks and raised their heads. Hope.

Suddenly there was a sound of cracking silk, the petals of Tianshan flowers scattered, and the fragrance of flowers lingered. I saw a long white silk ribbon falling from the sky, and under the moonlight it looked like a white silk river connecting heaven and earth.

An ethereal figure came from the wind and descended from the sky. It was graceful and ethereal, and it was dressed in white. It was really as beautiful as a god from heaven descending to earth. Everyone present was shocked and amazed.

I saw the graceful and fairy-like woman in white slipping down from the long white silk ribbon, spinning lightly, and sitting on the lotus seat, with a boy in white standing on each side.

The two boys in white clothes, with shoulder-length white hair, looked exactly the same. The only difference was that one had a bandage on his left eye and the other had a bandage on his right eye.

The Flower Goddess, who was sitting on the lotus seat, was worshiped by everyone. Her face showed the look of Cihang who saved all living beings. Her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she looked at all living beings in her eyes, but she had an unmoved heart.

"Goddess of Flowers, help me! My brother was collecting medicine on the mountain and fell to the point of paralysis. He is dying. I beg the Goddess of Flowers to give me holy water to save my life!"

"My mother has been bedridden for more than ten years. I am a well-known filial son from all over the country. I come to the Flower Goddess every year to ask for holy water, and I never dare to neglect it. This year, I ask the Flower Goddess to show my kindness. No matter what You have to give me a bottle of holy water no matter what!"

"Goddess of Flowers! My family has thousands of acres of grain fields, huge wealth, and has done many good things. However, all the children I gave birth to have died in infancy. Now I only have one child who has been bedridden for a long time. The Taoist priest told his fortune and said that he would not live to be seven years old. Now that the deadline is approaching, I would rather spend all my wealth just to save his life. Please accept my sincerity and save my child!"

Han Yueshan held his hands in his arms and looked up at the heart-rending words of those people. Each one spoke more horribly than the other, as if it was a gathering for selling disabled people. Suddenly, the entire viewing platform fell into the illusion of a wailing purgatory on earth.

Han Yueshan said: "Their illnesses are really all kinds of weird. It seems that they are unable to diagnose and cure, so they have to come to the gods for help. I wonder if the Flower Goddess will give holy water to the water?"

Lin Qianxue, who was standing aside, considered herself to be an experienced person, so she said of course, "Of course she will give it to whoever pays the highest price."

An enthusiastic person in the crowd turned around and said, "I think you two must be friends from afar. You must not know what the Goddess of Flowers is doing."

Pai, no matter poor or rich, born, old or sick, her holy water is only given to those who are destined. Only three people every year have the opportunity to get this holy water that is hard to buy. "

"Ah? Three... three people's quota?" Han Yueshan was shocked. He didn't expect this holy water to be so difficult to obtain.

Compared to these people, his sincerity is nothing.

Lin Qianxue said in confusion: "If the chance is so slim, why are so many people coming?"

The enthusiastic person said: "Firstly, I came here to try my luck. After all, we still have to have dreams. What if they come true? Secondly, we also come here for the dreamlike flower dew. Everyone who comes here can get the rain and dew equally."

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Han Yueshan frowned and asked, "What is Flower God Dew?"

Enthusiastic person said: "Flower God Dew is a kind of fairy dew. It is said that the Goddess of Flowers collects the dew on the flowers in the sky. With the blessing of her magic power, it can make people who smell it have a dreamlike feeling of fascination and be attracted by the God of Flowers." Your Majesty’s blessing and blessing, you will know later.”

Han Yueshan pointed at the two boys in white on the stage and said, "Why are these two boys so strange? They have to cover one eye with a bandage."

The enthusiast stretched his neck to look towards the high platform and said with a smile: "That is the Jinglu boy under the seat of the Goddess of Flowers. It is said that he took a special secret medicine, so his figure has always remained like a seven or eight-year-old child. He also said that this secret medicine can lead to immortality, and in the future, this Jinglu boy will not grow old for more than a hundred years."

"Immortal?" Lin Qianxue stared coldly and looked up at the two Jinglu boys standing on the stage. She felt that they were two puppets rather than living people.

Suddenly, a Jinglu boy's cold eyes passed through the crowd and looked at Lin Qianxue. The murderous aura shocked her. She thought to herself, what a sharp gaze!

The Goddess of Flowers said: "Dear believers, it is your fate to gather here today, and I will give you the dew of the Goddess of Flowers to relieve the fatigue of the journey in the world."

The Flower Goddess seemed to be a clay statue. Not only did she not speak when she spoke, but her face did not change at all. It was just a pair of eyes that glanced at all living beings, proving that she was still alive.

Han Yueshan said in surprise: "Master, master, look! That Flower Goddess is so enigmatic. She doesn't even open her mouth when she speaks. Doesn't it make her look more powerful? Or does it mean that gods don't even open their mouth when they speak?"

Lin Qianxue sneered and said: "It's nothing but a trick of ventriloquism, a deceptive trick in the world of martial arts!"

Lin Qianxue has never believed that there are really such things as gods in the world. After all, she has never been saved by gods when she was in deep pain. Not only her, she has never seen gods save mortals. The so-called gods are just fragile. It's just a fictitious thing created by human beings.

The so-called gods are nothing more than the inner desires and ambitions of human beings. They are people trying to seek refuge from misfortune, a delusion of desire and obsession. Only humans know best whether there are gods or not.

"Look, the Flower Goddess is giving out the Flower Goddess dew!" After the enthusiastic person finished speaking, he hurriedly pointed to the high platform, his eyes looking longingly, as if they were shining with infinite light.

As the Goddess of Flowers waved the holy water in her purification bottle, traces of rain and dew suddenly floated all over the sky, mixed with pink and white petals, falling to the world. Before the water had time to fall, it evaporated into purple in the mid-air. smoke.