The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

"Fox?" The two said at the same time.

"Yaohua was originally a nine-tailed fox in Qingqiu, and the tail that disappeared just now is the life for you." Gou Lan said this, her voice became colder, her face became more cruel, and she stared at Jing Zhan's eyes He was even more angry, and said viciously: "Now he has only one life left, but his spiritual power has been given to you, and it cannot be recovered. Just now, I transferred the spiritual power to him to help him recover his human form."

"Only one tail left?" Liu Chehan narrowed his eyes, wondering what to think.

Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox has a tail that represents a life, and now his master only has one tail left.

Did Su Wangli lose eight lives before?

Thinking of this, Liu Chehan couldn't help but feel sorry for the pale beauty on the couch. Losing a life was enough. How much suffering did he suffer before?

"Then why isn't Master waking up?" Jing Zhan asked hastily.

He didn't think as much as Liu Chehan thought. Although he was really shocked when he knew Su Wangli's identity, it was only for a moment. What he cares most about now is that his master can wake up.

Gou Lan glanced at him, ignored him, but said: "Yaohua has a special status among the nine-tailed foxes. If he doesn't want to tell what happened before, no one will know about it. As for why he didn't wake up... ..." As he spoke, he turned his sharp eyes to Jing Zhan, insisting on staring him out of a hole before giving up, and said coldly, "That's because the cold poison on his body has not been cleared."

"Is there a way?" Jing Zhan asked immediately.

"The ice-cold poison is a strange poison. It is definitely not something that a mud bodhisattva can easily get. Although I don't know where it got it, it is really not easy to get rid of this poison. One thing is needed."

"What?"

"Phoenix feathers in the Phoenix Pond."

For phoenixes and even sun gods and beasts, the fire spirit power in the feathers of the phoenix is ​​the best medicine to get rid of the cold poison.

It was night, Jing Zhan still sat in front of the master's room door, just like that night in the inn, afraid that Su Wangli would see him get angry, so he sat quietly in front of the door until late at night.

Jing Zhan begged to get the bird feather of Phoenix, and went to Phoenix Pond early tomorrow morning.

Xuanwu God Lord had warned him before leaving that the phoenix bird feather was an ancient fetish, and it was the divine beast Suzaku that condensed its divine power in the bird feather before it died, guarding it in the Phoenix pool, and it would not be taken away easily.

"Go to sleep, you are useless here." Liu Chehan walked to his side with a tired face.

Jing Zhan didn't reply, just shook his head.

Liu Chehan was not the type to persuade others, and he didn't want to be so considerate of others. Being polite on the surface was his limit. Seeing that Jing Zhan was disobedient, he stopped talking and went straight into the room next to Jing Zhan. There was no more movement.

In the middle of the night, there was silence everywhere, and the crystal clear moonlight shone down, and when they got into the pond, there was a sprinkling of fine silver light. The carp had long since hid in the bottom of the pond, sleeping comfortably, while the red and white lotus blossomed one after another. The blossoming aura is holy and blooming vigorously. It was obviously such a peaceful night, the same as the usual Penglai Mountain, but something has changed, it has become different.

Looking up at the Hehuan Pavilion, there is water shining on the green stone.

—— "Jing Zhan, what are you doing standing there?"

Outside the Hehuan Pavilion, dressed in white, asked himself expressionlessly, and approached the Hehuan Pavilion step by step, towards himself.

"Master? You haven't slept yet? My apprentice is looking at the stars." Seeing Su Wangli approaching, Jing Zhan gave Su Wangli a break.

"Stars?" Su Wangli walked up to Jing Zhan, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and saw that the sky close at hand was a deep blue, just like the silk robe on Jing Zhan's body, shining with satin luster, and above the satin , A sea of ​​stars stretches across like a river, melting into the dark sky, like bright gems inlaid on a brocade.

Jing Zhan nodded happily, and replied: "The small village where the apprentice used to be was covered by trees, and he couldn't see the sky at all. Master's Penglai Mountain is the closest to the sky, and these stars can be seen clearly."

"It's true..." Su Wangli murmured, the broken light of the galaxy reflected in his eyes.

It was not spring at that time, the night was very cold, Jing Zhan was shivering from the cold, his breath was full of white mist, Su Wangli glanced at him, and reprimanded him expressionlessly: "You don't even wear a cloak, you Rather thick-skinned."

At that time, Jing Zhan was still busy with Su Wangli. Although he was cursing in his heart, he still answered honestly: "It's going to be spring, and I thought it would be warmer at night, so I didn't wear it..."

Before he finished speaking, the cloak full of lotus fragrance covered his head, wrapping himself in the warmth with Su Wangli's remaining warmth.

"The cloak is dirty, it will be washed tomorrow." Su Wangli said coldly, then turned and went back to the room.

Dirty?

Where is it dirty?

The Hehuan Pavilion was pitch black, the deep winter turned into early summer, the white snow turned into a river, and now only one of the two people in the pavilion remained.

It is only now that Jing Zhan wants to understand why the cloak is dirty, such a bad excuse, I am afraid that only his master can say it seriously, it is obviously thrown to him to keep out the cold...

He got up and pushed the door open, and walked carefully to the couch, knowing that the person on the couch would not wake up, but he was still afraid of waking them up.

Kneeling on one knee by the side of the couch, looking at the person on the couch like a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched, I wanted to hold his hand halfway out and then retracted it, for fear that if I touched him, the person would disappear.

"Master, Su Wangli, why don't you let me call you a little fox? You are obviously my little fox."

"Su Wangli, you just promised to be with me, why did you leave me so quickly?"'

''Su Wangli, you are too heartless. "

"Su Wangli, your cloak is still with me, don't you know you want to go back? If you don't want it, then I will treat it as a gift from you."

Occasionally, a breeze would blow in through the open window, blowing through Su Wangli's soft hair, and there was silence, no one answered Jing Zhan's words.

There are too many words I want to say, but gradually I can't say a word, I slowly opened my mouth, and I could only beg in a clumsy and humble way: "Master, look at me... open your eyes and look at me ..."

——"Master, look at me!"

——"Master! Look at me, do I look good?"

——"Master, what does it mean that a child cannot be taught? Look at me, look at me!"

Begging again and again, acting like a spoiled child, and being difficult all gathered here turned into unbearable oppressive pain. These words seemed to have become Jing Zhan's habit, became his mantra, but also became the last thing that crushed himself to death. straw.

Finally, he knelt on the edge of the couch, beside Su Wangli, sobbing silently...

He still couldn't wait for the daybreak, and stayed by Su Wangli's side all night without sleep. When it was about the same time, he took advantage of the hazy morning to leave Penglai.

He didn't prepare anything, but before he left, he bent down and kissed Su Wangli's cold cheek.

The Phoenix Pond is not far from Mu Chuan, and behind the Phoenix Pond is the gate of the Demon Realm.

According to legend, when the first emperor Fuxi sealed the demon ghosts, he trapped them in the demon world with the power of the four beasts, and sent them into the 33rd Shura Hell. The four beasts exhausted their energy and turned into four artifacts in the world.

The two in Su Wangli's hands are Qinglong Changhen and Baihu Liyin, and the one in Jing Zhan's is Suzaku flower vine, and Fuxi built the Phoenix Pond in front of the gate of the demon world because he was afraid that the demon would break the seal and endanger the world again. Guarding the seal of the demon world, it is close to Muchuan, so this small town is full of spiritual power and the people are happy.

Jing Zhan didn't know Yujian, and he didn't want to bother Liu Chehan, so he set off overnight, using lightness skills, and traveled non-stop for two days and nights, and arrived at Phoenix Lake at Chenshi on the third day.

Although he had never been here before, he was inexplicably familiar with it. It was only when he went in to see the surrounding scenery clearly that he realized it.

The flaming phoenix flowers are lush with branches and leaves, green grass and green plants are growing everywhere, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, flowers and butterflies are flying, and the gentle spring breeze blows away the phoenix flowers on the tall trees, and a burst of flaming red flowers rains down. This place is really like a fairyland , unlike the ups and downs of the outside world, Phoenix Pond is like a paradise.

But this is exactly what he dreamed of!

The scenery in the dream was vaguely in front of him, Su Wangli stood by the pool in white clothes, turned his head and smiled, excitedly called Bai Cang over, and the two admired the red lotus in the pool together.

Obviously said to forget...

Su Wangli warned him that the past is too much to think about...

Why can't I just forget it, like a thorny poppy taking root in my heart, sucking his blood little by little, and gnawing at his soft flesh.

Can't resist, can't stop...

Until he entered the Phoenix Pond, Jing Zhan felt strange all the time.

Obviously hiding here, the surrounding enchantment is powerful and full of spiritual power, but he just came in without any hindrance?This matter is too strange, and Jing Zhan has to be careful.

Summoning Nianjun, the flower vines in his hands emitted a strong red light, as if they had found their belonging, and kept shining light. The phoenix flower became more red because of Nianjun's echo, burning like clusters of flames, and it was bound to destroy the whole world. A cang tree was wrapped in the raging fire, and the red lotus in the pool was more prosperous, and the clear water in the pool shone with a deep red and golden light, once and again, as if to wash away the dust for an old friend.

Hua Mansuo is wandering outside, except Zuo Ming Buddha and Jing Zhan, who else has become his master. It has been going around for thousands of years, and it has been reduced outside, and finally returned to Phoenix Pond.

Jing Zhan approached slowly, but saw a wooden sign carved out of wood beside the pool. The wooden sign was not too big, as high as Jing Zhan's knees.

He squatted down and took a closer look. He didn't know when, when, and who erected the wooden sign, but it had already been weathered by wind, frost, rain and dew, but it was nourished by spiritual energy and became a piece of dead wood. It has been polished and smooth, and spots can be seen all over the body. Due to long-term weathering, the handwriting on the body of the card can no longer be seen clearly, and Jing Zhan can only see the word "My Husband" vaguely.

My husband?

whose husband?

Husband for whom?

Jing Zhan was full of doubts in his heart, and saw that the light of Nianjun in his hand was even brighter, and the red lotus in the pool was even more plump, as if it was about to bleed.

Seeing a reflection in the pool water, Jing Zhan immediately raised his eyes to look. On the other side of the pool, in mid-air, there was a monk sitting on a lotus pedestal. A little cinnabar red mole, kind face, soft eyes, without a lot of white sideburns, except for a few furrows and wrinkles on his face, he looks much younger than Rui Lin.

And behind the lotus seat where he was sitting, a circular transparent golden light shone behind him, emitting gorgeous and brilliant light, and the fiery red around him was completely enveloped in the golden color.

"Are you Jing Zhan?" The monk looked down at the vigilant man by the pool, and his voice was ethereal, reverberating around, with a sense of emptiness and loneliness in many places.

Jing Zhan held Nianjun even tighter, and secretly gathered strength in his palm, and he was about to rush towards this person in the next second.

"But you came here for your master Su Wangli?" The monk still looked calm, which made Jing Zhan feel uneasy. He felt that this person's appearance was too familiar to him, but he couldn't think where to meet Pass.

"Who are you? How do you know what I'm here for?" Jing Zhan had a low voice, and his slender eagle eyes stared at the person on the lotus seat.

This familiar feeling is not very good for him. On the contrary, he is flustered at the moment, and it is even worse. In the past, except in Penglai, he has been following Su Wangli when he went down the mountain. He has long been used to Su Wangli being in front of him. Cover everything, but now, he is protecting Su Wangli.

"Ask what love in the world is, and teach life and death to agree." The monk ignored him and started to recite the poem to himself.

"Who the hell are you!" Jing Zhan couldn't understand the words of these literati at first, so he recited poems to him at this time, which really made him extremely annoyed.

Seemingly hearing his angry shout, the monk finally agreed to look at him, sighed for a long time and shook his head, seeing Jing Zhan's disappointment, said: "I hope he chose the right path."

"What?" Jing Zhan really didn't understand what he said, he threw up Nian Jun and was about to start a fight, but before he could move, he froze in place because of his words.

"I am Master Su Wangli, Mi Guang."