Xuanmen Little Ancestor

Shangzai said crudely: "That prince, I was lucky enough to see his appearance. One year when Ziguangzong discussed Taoism, he came to Ziguangzong to sit for a discussion on behalf of the family. Initiating a challenge, I stood on the high tower outside, only to see from a distance that his whole body was full of sword energy, like the snow in the cold winter, and the meteors whistling. cold."

That was the most stunning sword move that Shang Zai had ever seen.

He was almost bewitched, and wanted to touch the corner of Jinghong Zhaoying's clothes. This also gave him the germinal fire to seek the peerless secrets. At that time, he was thinking, if I was also born in the ancient gods, I could also After coming into contact with those cheats that can surge, can the world, the sun, the moon and the stars lose their colors with one move?

He showed shock, then envy, and finally these complex emotions all turned into deep jealousy and deep anger at the injustice of this world.

He doesn't even deserve to know the name of the prince.

People of the gods, ants are not allowed to spy.

When Shangzai mentioned it, Luo Qinglian was somewhat impressed.

What happened when he and Rong Jiuxiao didn't know each other at that time.

If you really count them carefully, he and Zai Zai are still teachers from the same school.

At that time, he was a green lotus in the depths of Ziguangzong's Luoxian Lake.

A flower proudly admires itself in the place where the dark fires intersect in the cold pool, teasing fish and playing with flower buds all day long, the days are very comfortable.

He is a flower spirit, not a flower essence, although some people always confuse these two existences.

But all spirits have souls, and he has a sense of heaven and earth, he does not know what kind of creation, has consciousness, has a feeling for this world, and even has his own appearance, but he does not have a soul.

At that time, Luo Qinglian was not called Luo Qinglian.

The fish in the lake called him the spirit, and a bastard called him the little lotus.

At that time, he always liked to rely on his natural cultivation level to come and go without a trace, so he wandered around in Ziguangzong, sometimes he went to steal medicine from the alchemist's alchemy room, and even took the opportunity to secretly fan the flames in the stove, Seeing those pharmacists frantically burning their eyebrows, he was secretly laughing beside him.

Sometimes, he also likes to join in the fun and go to the place where the disciples practice for morning classes to make trouble.

He thought the clothes worn by those disciples looked good, so he blew a strong wind to try to blow off the clothes. As a result, the hair of the disciples was often messed up, and the clothes fluttered with the wind, making them feel like they were in heaven, but they couldn't fall off.

Little Lianhua was a little puzzled, so she had to give up unhappily, and drifted to various forbidden places of Ziguangzong.

He let go of a demon who was imprisoned in the death row, and that was his first demon friend.

The devil is very good-looking, unparalleled in beauty, which makes people happy to see him.

However, I heard that he was an enemy of the Protoss in the early years, and he did a lot of evil, which angered the Protoss. Later, he was imprisoned in this place by the Protoss for nearly a thousand years.

The devil suffers from thousands of heart-eating pains every day. The scars on his body heal and rot, and rot and heal again, making him unable to sleep peacefully day and night.

The Ice and Fire Dungeon is at the bottom of Luoxian Lake. It is like a cold pool during the day and a furnace at night. The little lotus grows in this junction. It doesn't feel like it, but ordinary people are not allowed to get close to it.

The devil spent a long time in this environment.

The devil likes to make little lotus laugh, and always tells him all kinds of imaginative stories, tells him about the famous mountains and rivers outside, tells him about the customs and customs of various parts of the Nine Heavens World, and tells him about the tens of thousands of years of the gods and demons. Love and hate.

Little Lianhua was fascinated by what he heard, and unknowingly outlined a nine-day world in his mind.

One day, the devil told him that he was going to die.

Little Lianhua was puzzled, and said, "Why are you going to die?"

The devil said: "No one can survive for too long in the melting place of ice and fire in Luoxian Lake, and I am no exception. Those who imprisoned me here just wanted me to fend for myself and die slowly." .”

Little Lianhua felt sad, flattened her mouth, and said, "Then can you write the unfinished story in the drawing book and leave it to me?"

He still has many stories that he has not heard. If the devil is dead, no one will tell him stories.

Devil: "..."

The demon boss followed the temptation and said: "If I can still live, I can tell you stories in the future."

Little Lianhua tilted her head and said with an obedient look, "Aren't you about to die?"

The blue veins on the devil's forehead twitched, and he said, "If you can let me out, I won't die."

Little Lianhua looked at the golden seal of the underwater cell, nodded her head and said, "Okay."

The devil was stunned for a moment, seeing that the little lotus was about to attack, he hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, I just want to say this, don't touch this big Vatican Ruoyin indiscriminately, if you touch it, you will die—uh!"

The little lotus had already been photographed on the seal, but the picture that was ejected 18 meters away did not appear. Instead, the little lotus fiddled with it for a while, and the legendary Great Vatican Ruoyin, one of the ten ancient seals, just disappeared.

Devil: "..."

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Little Lianhua opened the door of the cage, winked at him, and said, "You can come out now, you won't die, I want to hear the story about the white snake that accidentally bit off the head of its husband in repayment."

Devil: "..."

Is now the time to tell a story?

The atmosphere froze for a while.

The seal was lifted, but the devil did not come out.

He stood where he was, looked at the little lotus who was full of joy waiting for him to tell the story, and said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you."

Little Lotus: "???"

The devil felt a little guilty, and said, "I can't stay here anymore, I'm going back to the Demon Realm."

Little Lianhua was a little dazed, and said, "You are gone, who will tell me the story?"

The devil said: "I can take you along. Do you want to visit the Demon Realm? After 1000 years, there should be no change. I will definitely know the way. On the way, I can still tell you stories."

Little Lianhua thought for a while, shook her head, and said dejectedly: "No, I think this place is also very good. Our lotus likes to take root in one place, and it is too difficult for us to migrate to other places. The young disciples said that if the tree moves to death, and the person moves to live, maybe I will be wilted after leaving Ziguangzong."

The devil said earnestly: "Other Lingzhi may, but you certainly won't."

Little Lotus said, "Why?"

The devil looked down at the seal that was easily killed, and his expression was rarely confused: "A seal of this level can't kill you, are you still afraid of moving?"

Little Lianhua nodded and said, "I'm lazy, I'm so lazy."

Devil: "..."

The seal was erased, and the sect would naturally feel it. The devil realized that his time was running out, and seeing that he couldn't persuade Little Lianhua, he had no choice but to say: "Then I will run away first, and I will come back to look for you in the future. You recently Just hide in the main body and don't come out, and remember these abilities of yours, don't let others know, so as not to bring you the disaster of killing yourself."

Little Lianhua was a little disappointed, but she still nodded, obediently waved her claws at the devil, and watched him leave.

Little Lianhua felt bored, and never listened to the devil's words, hid back to sleep, but drifted to the most lively place of Ziguangzong, lying behind a high platform, watching those well-dressed monks busy preparing to talk Road Congress.

Several brightly dressed disciples walked quickly, past Xiao Lianhua.

"Quick, hurry up and light the Luoshui hibiscus incense. I heard that the eldest son of the Rong clan, Immortal Master Jiuxiao, will come here in person, and he has already arrived outside Qixia City."

"Ahhh, Immortal Master Jiuxiao, it's actually Master Jiuxiao!"

"I heard that his swordsmanship is superb, superb, and his sword is frosty and cold."

"I only saw him once, and I died without regret."

"Stop talking so much nonsense, hurry up and get ready, he likes lotus incense, so don't pick the wrong one."

"..."

The advantage of being a spirit is that it can dissipate into nothingness. After they left, Little Lotus showed a slight figure, rubbing her chin to wonder what that Immortal Master of the Rong Clan Jiuxiao looked like.

When these disciples mentioned him, they felt indescribably excited. Could it be that the son of the Rong clan is actually a three-headed and six-armed figure who is as domineering as Pan Gu?

The little lotus was full of curiosity, excitedly drifting back and forth, following a group of sect elders and disciples who were going to meet them, they went hundreds of miles away from the mountain to welcome the distinguished guests.

Walking this way, little lotus was hiding his scent, he felt that ordinary people were not worthy of smelling his scent.

In the morning bell and evening drum, a row of green luan came flying along with the colorful clouds in the sky. The clear and melodious cry of the green luan attracted many colorful birds to follow.

In front of Qingluan was a fluttering golden silk flag, with a big character written on it, which looked domineering and mighty, with a huge row.

Little Lianhua saw that elder who always had a straight face to his disciples and was suspected by him to be a jade brand, but now he smiled warmly, like a dog raised by a beautiful female elder.

Several disciples of the Rong clan, wearing robes embroidered with gold and silver threads and embroidered with Fayin, came down one by one. All of them were full of spirits and good looks, and the little lotus almost shed tears.

The Ziguang Sect Master stepped forward and said, "Welcome Immortal Master Jiuxiao."

The little lotus floated directly to the most beautiful, most luxurious, and most comfortable-looking car, blew on the curtain, lifted a corner, and saw Master Jiuxiao who was sitting inside and was about to get off the car.

Little Lianhua felt that the devil was pretty enough, but it didn't make his heart beat faster.

But this Immortal Master Jiuxiao, even if he just sat there with a calm face, he couldn't help but want to bloom.

Before getting out of the car, Rong Jiuxiao glanced at the raised curtain.

Little Lianhua held her breath, her claws involuntarily clenched the curtain tightly, not daring to move.

He couldn't hold it back anymore, and the lotus fragrance from his body came out.

So, this beautiful woman who was expressionless all the way, seemed to smell this good smell, so she curled the corner of her lower lip and smiled lightly into the air.

Little Lotus: "..."

he died.

Really, it's hard to breathe.

Little Lianhua floated down with Immortal Master Jiuxiao in a daze, and couldn't help moving her little nose.

Immortal Master smells so good, like the snow capped on the highest mountain of Ziguangzong, or the flowing spring mountain that has been dyed blue.

The suzerain greeted Rong Jiuxiao with a spring breeze on his face, and said: "The fact that Immortal Master Jiuxiao can visit Hanzong in person will make Hanzong flourish."

Rong Jiuxiao's tone was not as full as that of the suzerain, but matched his temperament, and said lightly: "I didn't plan to come here at first, but I have an old friend who is practicing in Ziguangzong, so I came to visit him by the way."

The head of the Ziguang Sect didn't seem to care about this, touched his nose, and said with a smile: "The son said, is it Elder Yufeng?"

Rong Jiuxiao glanced at him and did not deny it.

The head of Ziguangzong said: "Yufeng has practiced in the mountains for many years, and he is currently in retreat. If he knows that you are here, he must not know what to be happy about. I will send someone to report."

Rong Jiuxiao said: "Since we are retreating, let's talk about other things after the Dao Discussion Conference is over."

The suzerain responded again and again, and chatted with Rong Jiuxiao about many things along the way.

Little Lianhua just followed Rong Jiuxiao in such a daze, and floated to his bed.

Although some disciples had already lit incense for Rong Jiuxiao in the dormitory, how could those incenses compare to the innate smell of the little lotus?Little Lianhua didn't know it, but she wanted to walk around every corner of the house, leaving a unique taste.