The spring mountains, spring water, and spring scenery are picturesque, and the autumn wind, autumn rain, and autumn colors are flawless.
This is a wonderful valley. The peach blossoms in the east of the valley are scorching and the spring is full of joy. The osmanthus in the west of the valley is fragrant and the autumn colors are pleasant.
The mist on the crystal clear lake is a hot spring. There are flowers blooming all over the spring and scattered strange rocks, just like a real paradise.
The elf's face was full of spring breeze, and he said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, there will be a wonderful scene later." Then he took out a jade pendant and embedded it into the strange stone. The jade stone was green and green, and it was several inches in size.
Yan Ci was extremely shocked and screamed: "The best Qingling Jade!"
The elf stuck out his tongue and said sarcastically: "It's rare to see something strange."
Yan Ci was speechless. Just as he was about to ask something more, he heard a clear "buzz" sound, and the entire hot spring burst into light several feet high.
Teleportation array! This is clearly the teleportation array described in the classics! It's a pity that the light was dimmed, and it did not describe the majestic momentum and shocking pressure of the ancient teleportation array.
The teleportation distance was not very far, and they were stunned to find themselves in a bright cave. There were faint water ripples on the colorful crystals on the roof of the cave. The three of them seemed to be under a hot spring.
The winding passage outside the cave is carefully inlaid with agate, luminous pearls and tortoiseshell shells. After passing several restrictions and having a cup of tea, the sky was bright.
The blue sky is deep and high, and the white clouds are as gentle as gauze.
Another ancient forest lies in front of us, the forest is green and the haze is misty.
A peak stands tall in the distance, and the dark-colored mountain looks like an ancient beast sleeping in the forest, exuding a deep and dangerous aura.
There are all the scenes of spring and autumn in the forest, with hundreds of flowers blooming and fragrant fragrance bursting, busy bees buzzing and buzzing their heads to collect nectar, and stingy butterflies flapping their wings to cause trouble. The tree is red, white, green, yellow, and green, and its fruits hang on the branches for fun.
The path under the forest is winding and paved with round and clear cobblestones. In the gaps, countless flowers ranging from red, white, pink, purple and yellow open their arms and breathe in love.
The breeze is blowing, the fragrance of green grass, the fragrance of flowers are refreshing, the smell of green trees and the earthy taste are elegant and fresh.
The dappled sunlight shone through the branches and leaves onto the elf's face. She was in high spirits and sang songs affectionately.
The cheerful sounds of nature were swimming in the forest. Orioles kept their tongues shut, nightingales swallowed their voices, cranes forgot to flap their wings, and swallows couldn't bear to dance. They all lined up on the treetops to listen.
The cute deer held its head high, the cute snow hare pricked up its ears, and a group of mischievous monkeys suddenly rolled down the canopy of the tree, tilting their heads to reflect.
All of a sudden, creatures appeared, ferocious beasts hid their fangs, gorgeous birds folded their wings, and all spirits were at peace, presenting a leisurely and peaceful scene.
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The peaks in the distance are not mountain peaks, but giant trees with lush branches and thick leaves that cover the sky.
The red tree trunks soar into the sky, surrounded by holy brilliance. The green carpet-like leaves are huge, with golden runes flashing on the edges.
Yan Ci and Han Bing were extremely surprised, but the elf became more and more proud, and deliberately said in a mosquito-like voice: "Ruo Mu."
Although the sound is small, it is like a thunderbolt when it reaches my ears!
Yan Ci said in a strange voice: "The sacred tree Ruomu! Doesn't it grow in the westernmost part of the earth?"
The elf laughed and said: "People are just making nonsense. This wood is genuine, no matter how young or old you are!"
Yan Ci came to his senses after a while, and said: "It is said that if a tree grows upside down, the golden crow will fall on the tree when it sinks. Is this true?"
The elf said calmly, "We'll find out later." Yan Ci rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to her.
If a tree is thousands of feet high, it is different from a building tree. Its branches are layered on top of each other and densely packed. The shape may be unrestrained or graceful. The upright one is like a sword and halberd, while the slanting one is like a flying dragon breaking through the fog.
There are vines and willow silk growing on the branches, and the clumps and strands are scattered in an orderly manner.
There are exquisite mushroom-shaped wooden houses held up among the branches, and elves of different shapes are bustling in and out. When they see a stranger, they stop to watch, with whispers and evil laughter mixed in between.
Yan Ci walked up the tree with his sword, feeling like a monkey performing on the street, letting others judge him.
An ancient and interesting house spans three Qiu branches, with lush vines on the roof, which is quite elegant. The interior furnishings are simple yet complete.
The elf said coldly: "The two distinguished guests have the right to rest here for the night. You can also see the king again tomorrow." After that, he went away.
Yan Ci saw her disappear and murmured: "The little thing is good and bad. It's really hard to figure out."
Han Bing glanced at the door secretly and chuckled: "These elves are quite interesting."
The door was ajar, and there was a shadow shaking.
Outside the window sill, three or five elves squeezed their heads and peered in curiously. Their big, flickering eyes looked strange together.
Yan Ci suddenly said: "We have arrived at the precious treasure land for the first time, and we hope that the master will show up to meet us..."
Before he finished speaking, a group of smiling elves pushed the door open with a roar, their smart eyes full of intimacy.
An elf with a light blue body and as moist as jade turned his head and asked, "What...things are you?"
Han Bing was stunned for a moment and said: "Well...it's a human being."
A timid voice asked curiously: "Hey, what is a human being?"
The one who spoke was a sallow-faced and thin elf. He huddled behind the elves, with an expression of fear and a little expectation on his face.
When an elf with a red face and a mark of fire on his forehead heard this, he quickly kicked him away.
This elf was smiling and seemed to be extremely naughty.
The timid elf said with a grimace: "Why do you want to hit me again?"
The fire elf made a face and said with a smile: "Earth elves are just idiots, they don't even know 'people'."
A bunch of elves next to them suddenly became interested and chirped: "So you know, tell me now, tell me now."
The fire elf's dark eyes rolled twice, and he said arrogantly: "Well...it's just a monster that looks like them."
The elves suddenly realized it and said happily: "It makes sense, it makes sense."
The earth elf smiled broadly, wiped his nose and praised: "You are so awesome." The naughty elf became more and more arrogant.
Suddenly I heard a voice outside the house sneer: "You are not ashamed to talk nonsense!"
The fire elf said in surprise: "Feng Ling'er!"
An ethereal air swept in, and a light elf appeared in the room like a ghost. This elf was elegant and cool. He looked at everyone with his arms folded and looked at everyone without saying a word.
The elves' eyes flickered and they didn't dare to make any noise. One of them, a strong elf with snow-haired hair and black eyes, said disdainfully: "What an arrogant person! Then tell me what a person is?"
Feng Ling'er snorted coldly and said: "The rulers outside the ancient land are also God's favorites."
The snow-haired and black-eyed elf blinked and said, "You know so clearly, could you have sneaked out?" Then he clicked his tongue and said, "My dear, Feng Ling'er doesn't respect the king's order, go and report it."
Feng Ling'er gritted her teeth and said, "The tricky electric elf is what Xiao Mengjiu said."
The electric elf rolled his eyes again and said with a smile: "We already knew it. I just wanted to scare you."
All the elves covered their mouths and snickered, Feng Ling'er stamped her feet and turned away angrily.
The elves seemed relieved and gathered around Yan Ci Hanbing again to chat and laugh.
It turns out that there are many elves living in the wilderness. The elves of the five elements of water, fire, earth, electricity and wind rule the land and have little contact with each other on weekdays.
The elves can no longer remember when it started. On the Ruomu tree, the dream elves suddenly arrived.
Dream elves have a long history. Rumor has it that they come from the lost Kunlun Mountain. They have unpredictable temperaments and are proficient in the magic of blessing and cursing.
It only took a few months for the dream elves to integrate the five elves into one group without any bloodshed, completely isolating them from the outside world.
Today's elves are controlled by dream elves. Each of the five elements of water, fire, earth, electricity, and wind elects an infant-stage elf to assist them. Their daily lives are leisurely and comfortable. This place can be said to be the only pure land in the wilderness.
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Father Sun blushed and rested gently on the treetops. The sunset swept away the light of the setting sun and became beautiful.
Ruomu, the place where the sun lives! What a stunning sight this is!
The boundless fun contains a touch of melancholy and exciting. The ray of innocence that seemed to have been forgotten inadvertently became clear and complete.
Night, belatedly arrived.
The Golden Crow and the Jade Rabbit look forward to seeing each other, and finally embrace each other here and now. The two jade disks in the sky stand side by side, blooming with a clear brilliance at the same time, telling the meaning of separation. The bright stars twinkle in the dark night, filling the shape of love.
The elf picked up golden sand, purple sand, emerald green sand, snow-white sand... and filled the grains into the crystal clear bottle, forming a colorful world.
Suddenly, the rays of light became stronger, and runes suddenly flowed in the green leaves of Ruomu. A burst of mellow and fragrant fragrance came, and the sacred tree exuded bits and pieces of spiritual and powerful nectar.
The elves were very excited and rushed to receive the gift of the sacred tree.
In a place where spiritual energy is extremely abundant, there is still such fine wine to assist in spiritual practice. How come the heaven is so blessed!
The night of the elves is gorgeous and luxurious, singing and dancing accompanied by fairy strings, and drinking wine while drinking.
Han Bing is in high spirits, dancing with her cloud sleeves in the posture of orchid.
It is as graceful as a willow accompanied by the breeze, as graceful as a lotus walking on floating clouds. When dancing, the train imitates the drifting snow in the flowing wind, and the movement of the shirt is like the moving flowers inviting the moon.
The autumn waves are full, like a person in an old dream, gently telling the past time, so reluctant to let go, and never forget.
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The long dark night has covered all the stars, and the light seems to never come again.
Just like the morning dew in life, all the joys and sorrows are just the intertwining of countless dreams and nightmares. One day, the dream was shattered, and I was left alone watching over my infatuation.
Tears hung in the corners of his eyes. Even though Han Bing had all kinds of attachment to life in his heart, how could he escape the loneliness of death? It is beautiful for a while and withers for a while. If it can disappear quietly in the west wind like an autumn leaf, then it will live up to this life with splendor.
Yan Ci panicked and frantically injected all his magic power into Han Bing's body, but was unable to suppress the fiery power gushing out from the eight extraordinary meridians. Yan Yang's body finally awakened without any warning.
When the six gods were at a loss, the elf Xiao Mengjiu kicked in the door and said, "Come with me quickly. Your Majesty may have a way to save me."
Carrying Han Bing on my back, I rushed up to the clouds. The morning light was dim. Above the tree tops, the golden sun was no longer there. The laws of heaven are ruthless, and the sun and moon are in motion. No matter how indispensable things are, we should abide by the rules.
Even if the noisy and impetuous mind can see the clouds in the sky, it can't drive away the endless sadness.
The antique wooden palace stood on the top of the tree, and the elf guarding the palace respectfully said: "We have guests."
With a "squeak" sound, a red-faced and crane-haired Elf King walked out of the hall. He wore a crown made of flower branches on his head, and his deep eyes were full of wisdom and kindness.
Before Yan Ci could salute, he knelt on the ground and worshiped: "Please help me, Your Majesty..." Before he could finish his words, he was already sobbing.
Han Bing was lying on the couch, her exposed skin a strange blush. Listening to her gentle breathing, Yan Ci couldn't stop a string of tears from rolling down.
The Elf King stepped forward to check his pulse, and felt extremely hot where he touched his hand. He suddenly said in shock: "Kain Yang Spirit Body!"
Yan Ci's eyes were dim with tears and he said in astonishment: "Isn't it the body of Yan Yang?"
The Elf King looked horrified and said in a deep voice: "The two physiques are very similar. However, it is rare to see a Suyang spirit body in a thousand years. Once it awakens, even the Great Luo Jinxian cannot save it. According to what I have seen, this is the second largest body in the world. example."
The Elf King's expression was extremely complicated, which showed that he was extremely shocked inside.
Yan Ci's heart ached, and she knelt down and begged, "Please show me a clear path, your Majesty."
The Elf King sighed sadly: "It's too late."
Yan Ci was in great mourning when he heard this. He fell down on the bed and cried bitterly as if he had lost his soul.
The King of Elf said: "The yin and yang of the spiritual roots and constitution are in conflict, so it is definitely not suitable for practice. Since the master knows that he uses air and darkness to suppress the awakening of the spiritual body, why not dissuade him?"
Yan Ci choked up and said: "Senior sister... was unwilling to live a mediocre life, so she... forced herself to cultivate..."
The Elf King scolded: "Nonsense! If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have cost us our lives."
Yan Ci's mind went blank, and he suddenly felt that in this vast world, he was the only one who was endlessly and irresistibly being teased by the sky. His heart felt like a tree, as if what was sitting there was just a body.
The Elf King suddenly felt compassion and said: "I can't help you, but there is no perfect path for anyone. There are so many methods in the world of cultivation, and it is impossible to find a way to rebirth."
Han Bing was already as angry as a silk thread. The Elf King injected Kong Ming Qi into Han Bing's body through the air, and said: "The vitality is about to be extinguished. I can only confine all the vitality in her body, so that her three souls will not be separated within half a month. Little friend must Please ask the Wushan Goddess for help and find another way to save your life."
Survived from a desperate situation, Yan Ci was like a drowning man grabbing the life-saving straw, and he would not let go even if he died.
The Elf King said: "The mystery of Wushan is extremely difficult to find. I was lucky enough to go there once." He pointed in the air and transmitted a map composed of spiritual power to Xiao Mengjiu's mind, and then took out a delicate and graceful bracelet. He ordered Yan Ci: "Move her body into the Sumeru Ring and set off as soon as possible."
Yan Ci was filled with gratitude, but choked with sobs and couldn't speak.
At the moment when her beauty faded, Han Bing struggled to open her eyes. The magnificence in her gaze at that moment caught her heart, leaving only a tenderness that made people cry.
The boundless pain drained away all her strength. When the smile on her lips faded away, Han Bing became silent and motionless.
Yan Ci wailed, grabbed Han Bing's hands like crazy, and called out hoarsely: "Senior sister, senior sister..." No matter how many times he called, Han Bing could no longer answer.
