"Come on, Xiaomei, godfather, go to my house and let's have a good chat."
"good"
Chun'er took Xiaomei's hand and called Long Yu away.
The two girls were like good sisters and soon started laughing and joking.
Long Yuru was a follower, following behind them. He had many questions in his heart, but it seemed that he was being left out, but it was hard for him to interrupt.
From time to time, Long Yu glanced at the Suan Ni and the White Tiger who were walking along the way. The Suan Ni and the White Tiger were only over one meter in length at the moment. They were like being "walked as dogs", wagging their tails and following Mei Baichun closely.
Long Yu was not allowed to get too close to Mei Baichun. Once Long Yu got close, the two of them gave a fierce warning with bared teeth. ap.
Long Yu's eyes were full of complaints.
The reincarnation of the great emperor Lao Tzu is really a "cat play" in the "Plain" of Longyou. I really want to discuss with Chun'er later and kill one of the animals to serve with wine and food.
Zhou Qingmei really didn't expect that there are such kind and noble people in this world, especially this noble girl.
She felt that she had been completely impressed, because the other party's strength was beyond her own understanding, and she was moved by her noble sentiments.
Bai Chunmei did not look down on Zhou Qingmei in front of her because of her noble status and strength. Although Zhou Qingmei's status was worthless in her eyes, she was her godfather's friend after all, so she was very friendly to her.
Little did she know that Zhou Qingmei regarded her as an idol in her heart, and secretly vowed that she must reach a level like her and be a kind and noble person like her.
The place where Suan Ni and White Tiger fought before was already in a mess. It could be said that there was no grass growing, the broken branches and trees were messy, and the huge rocks were in the way.
However, with the arrival of spring, the boulders and thick trees blocking the road suddenly gave way on both sides, and the potholes and bumps on the road were filled in with the surrounding gravel and soil.
After walking past, Zhou Qingmei couldn't help but was speechless and looked back. The dead trees had taken root again, and new shoots suddenly sprouted.
"Sister, what skills and mystical arts are you practicing? Why can those destroyed trees regenerate?"
"Hehe, these are actually mystical arts that ***'s father taught me before. Xiaomei, since you are ***'s father's friend, I believe that he will teach you mystical arts that are suitable for your practice in the future."
Hearing this, Zhou Qingmei's eyes were horrified, and she was startled and looked at Long Haotian.
"Ahem!" Long Yu coughed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed and said:
"Chun'er, I am different from what I used to be. If I could recover my memory, I would be willing to teach her."
"Restore memory?"
Zhou Qingmei and Chuner said in unison.
They all suddenly had their own thoughts.
Zhou Qingmei immediately figured out that the Long Haotian in front of him looked like a young man, but he should be an old monster who had used special means to preserve the art of childlike appearance.
Because it is impossible for a person of Chun'er's strength to reach this level without a thousand years of practice. In other words, since Long Haotian can teach her top-notch mystical skills, it means that Long Haotian is definitely older than Chun'er. And why did he lose his memory and fall in cultivation?
Mei Baichun also immediately understood that his godfather was now a reincarnation, and it was normal for his memory not to be fully restored.
Chun'er didn't ask any more questions, because she knew that there were some things that she couldn't talk about now.
However, Chun'er was very careful and saw the earring on Long Yu's left ear.
She, whose divine power and vision were much higher than the current Long Yu, immediately saw through it that the pendant of this earring was also an ancient magic weapon. It should be said that it was a pair. Why was there only one?
"Daddy, where did you get this earring?"
Long Yu was startled by this question, and then felt a little embarrassed. His eyes were subconsciously avoiding something, but he pretended to be calm and replied:
"This... was given to me by a friend of mine."
"Friend...friend?"
Chun'er had a weird look on her face, with eyes full of surprise and suspicion, and she stammered and murmured:
"Oh~? I understand, it's a love letter from my future godmother to you.
Things! "
"Ahem! Stop talking nonsense."
Long Yu coughed slightly and wanted to explain, but it was difficult to explain.
In his memory, this earring was bitten off the ear of his fiancée Zi Yan, and it was not a gift from Zi Yan. He was conflicting and entangled as to how to explain...
Little did he know that this earring was not the magic weapon he "bitten" off, because it was a gift from Zi Yan, and its meaning had already changed.
Hearing this, Zhou Qingmei also took a closer look at the earrings on Long Haotian's ears. They were indeed the exquisite type that only girls can wear. She was so meticulous that she could clearly see the three delicate words "Forget Me Not" written on the bottom of the pendant. !
What no one knows is that at this moment, inside the Xuanling Temple:
The girl lay in the center of the temple, her body bound and suspended above the temple altar.
Taking a closer look, isn't that the delicate and haggard person with the pain on her face none other than Zi Yan? !
She was surrounded by rays of holy light.
She closed her eyes tightly, and there was always the face of a young boy lingering in the depths of her mind.
"who is he?"
She murmured to herself countless times, but every time his memory appeared, the holy light would sweep away and wash away all her distracting thoughts, causing her whole body to feel as hot as burning fire, and as sharp pain as if thousands of golden needles were pricking her body.
ah……!
The shrill girl's voice echoed through the altar of Xuanling Temple and outside the temple. There were tens of thousands of Xuanling nuns, but no one seemed to have mercy on them.
Feeling the pain coming from her body, she could also hear the voice from deep in her heart. It was her inner voice. It was telling her to be strong and determined to complete this difficult journey.
The sacred and solemn voice of the saint sounded from her ears:
"Face your inner fears bravely. Don't be afraid. You are already here and we will guide you to the light."
Zi Yan opened her eyes slowly and painfully. What she saw was a radiant temple, full of mystery and sacredness.
As time went by, Zi Yan began to gradually lose her memory, and she no longer seemed to know who she was.
Under the baptism of the holy divine light, the whole body was in severe pain, as if being executed in Lingchi, and he was suffering every minute.
In the midst of pain and trials, the dazzling spiritual light bound her to death. She kept struggling, trying to be freed, and trying to find her true value and meaning.
However, whenever she feels helpless, confused, and desperate, the saint's voice can always sound deep in her heart, giving her strength and support, and allowing her to constantly strengthen her heart.
In this rigorous assessment and baptism, Zi Yan has transformed.
Although I lost my memory, I gradually understood what is true holiness and sacredness. I also learned to feel the world with my heart and face life with love.
She grew from an ordinary girl to the most outstanding member of the Saints Hall.
Her holy light illuminated the entire Xuanling Temple, and the radiance spread out, illuminating the hearts of countless people, and enlightening Zi Yan's own inner strength.
