Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

Yanluo Hall, the residence of Mrs. Qingcheng.

Looking at the entire Yanluo Palace, Ku Jing's favorite place is the residence of Mrs. Qingcheng, because there is a huge strange tree in the courtyard of this mistress. It is a very beautiful tree, and it can only be a flower fabricated out of thin air. Tree.

The name of the tree is 'Embroidered Kite', although the name is a little familiar, but it is a beautiful blue flower tree, the flowers are small and clustered together, and each flower is like a small kite bird.

"Since you like this tree so much, why don't you accept her tree species?" Mrs. Qingcheng came out of the attic when she knew that the dry mirror was coming, and she still gently held the scroll in her hand.

Dry Mirror picked up a piece of blue petal, turned her head to Mrs. Qingcheng and said calmly, "I can't grow this flower, so I won't be a ravenous treasure."

Mrs. Qingcheng looked around the dry mirror, her gaze stayed on the Spring Breeze Brush in her hand, and asked, "Do you remember that tree demon?"

"I remember, after all, without her, I wouldn't have my Spring Breeze Brush."

"She broke her tendons and bones for you, burned her tens of thousands of years of cultivation, and turned from a spirit to a grass. After giving so much for you, did you ever have any thoughts of loving her?" Mrs. Qingcheng seemed to care about this issue, and asked Ku When I was in the mirror, I stared at the dry mirror intently, and the hand holding the scroll was unconsciously clenched, which made the painting a little deformed.

Mrs. Qingcheng's question reminded Ku Jing of that tree demon. It was a very interesting demon spirit that grew in the closest place to the heavens, so although it was a demon, its temperament was pure and ethereal, more like a fairy in the sky.At that time, Ku Jing was alone in Kunlun and met the tree demon by chance. The tree demon fell in love with her at first sight and made a bet with her.The dryad is a love brain, so the content of the bet is naturally related to love, that is, the time limit is three years, if the dryad makes Ku Jing fall in love with him during these three years, then Ku Jing will become a Taoist partner with her.If after three years, Ku Jing still doesn't fall in love with the dryad, then the dryad will give Ku Jing an artifact.

The result can be imagined, the dryad and Ku Jing stayed together day and night for three years, and after three years, Ku Jing did not fall in love with her, so she reluctantly dug out the roots of her own body, supplemented by ten thousand years of Taoism to make a Spring Breeze Brush and gave it to her Withered mirror, and then turned into a seedling in Kunlun Mountains.

More than a hundred years ago, on Yuxu Peak.

The body of the Dryad is the legendary secret treasure of the cultivation world, the Kunlun Divine Tree. The Dryad has been growing on Kunlun Mountain since the existence of Kunlun in the world of the Dryad, and has spent countless thousands of years with the surrounding desolation.The Dryad is lonely. She has met many people in the long years, but these people are like the clouds in the sky of Kunlun to the Dryad, and she will never remember them even if they pass by.Until that day when the Dryad met the Dry Mirror, the Dry Mirror and the Dryad were also clouds in the sky of Kunlun, passing by without staying, although they could be seen but could not be reached or grasped.

The tree demon is different from other Kunlun trees. She grows alone on a high cliff, with a sea of ​​clouds rushing above it, and a misty mountain and misty abyss above it.And accompanying the Dryad is a very old and stubborn stone, which is older than the Dryad.

That day, the dryad was the one who saw the dry mirror on the rock.The Dryad has met many people in her life, and she can't count them all. The Dry Mirror is not the most beautiful she has ever seen, but it is definitely the most unique one she has ever seen.Because Ku Jing is the only one who knows that she is the Kunlun Shenmu, but has no intention of hurting her at all.

That day the dryad woke up from a long sleep, and everything in Kunlun remained the same, except for the woman in a lake green dress standing on the stone.

The dryad paid no attention to her at first, until he heard her talking in his own tree.

"So this is the Kunlun Shenmu." The woman sighed under the tree, and the tree demon was a little nervous, because everyone who recognized her would pull out a weapon in the next second and try to take her away.But the woman didn't. She returned to the big rock and took out some strange things, including paper and pen.

Curious, the Dryad floated over quietly with a gust of wind. It turned out that the woman was painting.And what the woman painted was the body of the dryad. The dryad found it interesting, so he quietly stayed beside the woman and watched the woman's painting.

In fact, that woman's painting looks nothing like it, because the Kunlun Shenmu is a tree that is evergreen and has no flowers and fruits all the year round, but the tree she painted stands in the afterglow of the sunset and is covered with red leaves.Although this painting is not at all similar to the tree demon's body, the tree demon still likes this painting very much. She even thought that it would be great if she could be like the painting in autumn, and then she would be with the tree demon. Same for other trees.

The woman left after painting the red leaf tree, and the dryad watched her leave, looking back at her eternal body and feeling a little lonely.

Since this woman didn't draw a sword at her like those insiders, she must never come again like those unknowing people, right?The dryad thought so, but saw that woman again in the next season.

Winter comes after autumn, and the winter in Kunlun is always extremely long and cold, covered with white snow everywhere, it seems that there is no vitality at all.However, in this bad weather, the woman came again. The tree demon originally wanted to see the woman in winter and then he would not want to. She floated towards the woman accompanied by the snow wind.

Sure enough, the woman sat on the big rock again and picked up those strange things. After the last time, the dryad understood that those things were paints.The woman drew another painting, which was very similar to the tree demon's body at that time. The tree demon thought that the previous painting was her favorite, but when she saw this painting, she felt that it was still the same. A picture is better.

Just like last time, the woman left after finishing the painting, and the dryad watched her, thinking that her azure cloak looked especially good in the snow.The dryad began to look forward to the next season, and she thought this woman would definitely come back.Sure enough, that woman came again on the vernal equinox.Then the winter in Kunlun is longer than that at the bottom of the mountain, so the spring is later than that at the bottom of the mountain, so when the woman went up the mountain, there was still thin ice on the mountain.

Will she be disappointed?The Dryad looked at his body with the frost on his head and thought secretly, but he still floated to the side of the woman, who still laid out her painting tools on the big rock just like the previous two times.

How much would you pay if you were a flowering tree?If I am a tree that can bloom, I will create a gust of wind at this time, and give all the petals and flowers of my own tree to this person, creating a beautiful scene that belongs to spring.However, the tree demon itself will not bloom, and if she turns into a gust of wind and blows to the woman, it will not be fragrant but cold.Thinking that my Ten Thousand Years Shenmu is not as good as an ordinary flower tree, the dryad is a little bit lost, but he still watches the woman finish drawing a picture belonging to spring by the woman's side.

The woman's painting is still so beautiful, and it's still not the same as the dryad's body. She painted the residual snow accumulated on the sacred tree into white frost flowers, as if the tree of the dryad really blossomed.

Then, the picture of winter will be ranked second again.

The dryad watched the woman leave again. This time she was wearing white and green clothes, which were a bit like the color of new green shoots in the snow.

Dryads await the next season.

Summer is the dryad's favorite season, because it is the warmest and brightest season in Kunlun, and it is also the season when the dryad itself is the most beautiful.In this season, the dryad is looking forward to a little more rain, which will make her leaves brighter and greener.She sat on the treetop every day, watched the woman come every time from a distance, and waited with joy every day.

The day of the summer solstice is the day when women come, and the sky in Kunlun is as blue as a mirror that has just been washed by water, and the clouds are too clean.

The woman's clothes were dark blue, and the Dryad felt that she must like green and blue very much.

On the day of the summer solstice, the tree demon secretly made a decision in her heart, she wanted to know this woman, she wanted this woman to know her.

"I am Kunlun Shenmu." When the woman took out the easel, the dryad appeared in front of her with fallen leaves, but when the woman looked at her, she became a little nervous, so she said this, she never thought If so.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then slowly said in a sigh-like voice: "My name is Ku Jing."

After that, the dryad was at a loss for a while, until Ku Jing stopped looking at her and concentrated on drawing the Kunlun Shenmu in summer. The summer of Kunlun Shenmu is magnificent, and Ku Jing didn't make any changes on the paper.

When the tree demon came back to his senses, the painting of the Dry Mirror was finished, and he packed up his things and was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute!" the Dryad called to stop Ku Jing.

Ku Jing stopped, looked back at her, and asked strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

The dryad looked into her eyes, summoned up the courage to say what he wanted to say, "Autumn... Will you come again in autumn?"

"I won't come again." Ku Jing shook her head. It took her a year to finish painting the four seasons in Kunlun that she wanted to paint from the foot of the mountain.

"But...but..." But I have been waiting for you.No matter how hesitant the dryad uttered this sentence, he never said it.

Ku Jing didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't know that she had been with him in the four seasons, so he asked her quietly: "Is there anything else you want? If not, can I go?"

"Yes!" The dryad blurted out one word.

She comforted her nervous beating heart, and after pretending to be calm, she said loudly: "I am Kunlun Shenmu, and I want to make a bet with you!"

"Huh?" Ku Jing was politely interested, but actually indifferent.

"Three years! I've been with you for three years. If I make you fall in love with me in these three years, then you will stay with me in Kunlun!" Until the end, the tree demon didn't know how he yelled this sentence Every time she recalled it, she felt terrified.

Ku Jing smiled, it was Bo Liang's sarcastic smile: "What if I don't have one?"

"Then... I will give you an artifact, an artifact that can definitely help you."

"I am Kunlun Shenmu, if I lie to you, you can..."

"But I don't want to bet with you." Ku Jing interrupted her with ruthless words. To Ku Jing, she was just a naive little girl who appeared out of nowhere, and she didn't want to play love games with the little girl.

The dryad's excited face suddenly turned pale, and she watched the back of the dry mirror disappear on the mountain road again, but this time she gritted her teeth and chased after it.Three years, and after that, she followed Ku Jing wishfully for three years. Seeing that Ku Jing's attitude towards her changed from being cold to strangers at the beginning, to becoming gentle towards friends in the end, she had a long time They all thought they had hope.Even though Ku Jing said countless unfeeling words, even...she knew in her heart that Ku Jing really didn't love her.

However, these three years were the most splendid in the Dryad's life.If in your lifetime, you would travel all over the country with your loved one, experience the long wind blowing through the grasslands, step on the hottest sand in the Gobi, get drunk in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and watch it on the high-rise Qiongyu. I have seen the most grand and prosperous fireworks in the world, and I have seen all the grand scenes in the world. Even if she doesn't love you, you will not regret going through this experience in the world.

"It's about three years, you go back to Kunlun."

Time is a cycle, and it is another summer solstice day when the sky is blue and clean, and the two came to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"I..." The dryad looked at the still so heartless withered mirror, and knew that she was no longer entangled, so she said softly, "May I ask you one last request?"

"Tell me." Ku Jing's expression was still so cold.

The tree demon lowered his head and said slowly, "Can you give me a name?"

"..."

Ku Jing pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "Keep it, and when you meet someone who loves you, let her give you this name."

A drop of tears silently dripped into the soil, and the dryad looked at the dry mirror for the last time with tearful eyes. She struggled for the last time and pulled up the sleeve of the dry mirror, sobbing: "If you have a little affection for me, Just let me stay..."

"You go." However, Ku Jing only said these three words.

The dryad burst into tears and walked towards the Kunlun Mountain in front of him. After three steps, he looked back at the dry mirror and said sadly, "I'm really gone. I know I won't see you again after this farewell, but..."

"I don't regret going down the mountain for the past three years."

"Ku Jing, thank you."

Ku Jing was speechless, watching her quietly.

No matter how slow the pace is, even if it turns back three times, the dryad will gradually lose sight of the dry mirror.Because when she turned around and went up the mountain, the dry mirror also turned around and left, and this departure was the life of the dryad.

Ten years later, Ku Jing, who was wandering around, received the last bit of power from the tree demon, a pen made of Kunlun sacred wood, and a letter.

'Even if you don't get what you ask for, you'll be happy with it. 'There was only this sentence in the letter.

Ku Jing looked at the Shenmu brush, the twined vines on the pen and a few small white flowers, which were very similar to the ones she drew on the Kunlun Shenmu on that vernal equinox.

Ku Jing returned to Kunlun with a letter and a pen. The towering tree was no longer in the place where the dryad itself grew, only a small, thin tree branch protruding from the soil.Withered Mirror sighed three times in front of that little branch, and finally left some devilish energy on the branch to prevent it from withering due to wind and sun.

"If you can grow up again, you can find someone who will accompany you for the rest of your life and give you your name."

Blue petals were falling from the embroidered kite tree. Withered Mirror turned the Spring Breeze Brush over to look at the white flowers on the brush, and quietly answered Mrs. Qingcheng's question.

"I just have some regrets. If I could, I hope I didn't go to Kunlun Mountain. Then I wouldn't see that tree, and I wouldn't draw those four paintings, and I wouldn't meet her. Then, she I will not pay my infatuation by mistake, and waste this life in vain."

"So even today, you just feel pity for her?" Mrs. Qingcheng also looked at the pen made of Kunlun Shenmu.

Ku Jing nodded, she just sighed that people had spent their years by mistake, and regretted that the confidante was unlucky.

"Emotion... is it really something that can't be changed no matter how much you pay?" Mrs. Qingcheng held another copy of the painting tightly, with despair and grief hidden in her eyes.

"Yes, it's not that if you pay more, you will be rewarded."

"Okay... Dry Mirror, let's put some finishing touches on this painting."

The author has something to say: the origin of the Spring Breeze Brush