Longevity: The Flawless Dream

Fire, fire everywhere.She stood in the middle of the flames, with blood splashing on her neck but she didn't feel pain, she just stared at the mirror in front of her.The little girl's face in the mirror was mostly wet with blood, and her slender brown eyes were wide open, looking at her sadly and desperately.

The flames surged up, almost drowning everything that could be seen in the eyes, and the shadow in the mirror receded in the blazing heat, but disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Are you going?

I'm so scared, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die...

...Mother...Mother!

Lian Wuxia sat up suddenly.

"Hey, have you woken up?" A strange old voice said not far away. It was a very common sentence, but he said it in twists and turns, so weird and weird.

Lian Wuxia quickly turned his head, his vision was still a little blurry after waking up, it took him a long time to see it clearly, and he saw an old Taoist priest of indeterminate age squatting in front of the bed, with one nose and one mouth. Neat and unruffled white hair, and two steadfast eyes.Those eyes stared at her slowly, blinked for a long time, their eyes wandered wildly, and their eyes flew wildly.The winking expression should have distorted the otherwise innocent appearance, no matter how you look at it, it is not normal, and the whole person can be summed up in one word as a "strange old man".

Of course, Lian Wuxia didn't know that there was such a vivid and appropriate word "weird old man" in this world at that time, but after being stunned for a moment, he suddenly felt that his eyes were maintaining such a high-speed and complicated movement. It is really admirable to be able to not blink after a long time.Just thinking about it like this, she felt her eyes hurt, and she blinked subconsciously.

Seeing her blink, the other party blinked too.

Lian Wuxia blinked at the courteous reciprocity, and blinked again when he saw the other party follow, the wrinkles on the entire face were gathered into a brilliant chrysanthemum by this action, which looked very funny.Lian Wuxia has always been a polite and sensible child, and she takes Lian Emei as an example, so she doesn't want to show emotions easily, but the expression of this strange old man is so out of joy, somehow it reminds her of her youth. A little white monkey was born in the peach grove in the former Pingshan Mountain. Every time the latter asked her for cakes, he also had such a strange look of winking.

Thinking of this, Lian Wuxia couldn't help laughing anymore.She deeply felt that it was wrong to laugh at an old man like this, but she couldn't help it, so she had to cover her mouth.Realizing that this was really useless to cover up, she immediately buried her face in the quilt.

Although she can't make a sound, such a snow-white and pink girl is laughing so hard that her branches are trembling while trying her best not to let others see that she is smiling, that's really cute.Seeing this, the old Taoist laughed loudly: "The kid is very interesting..." The ending sound was long and slightly glib.

Lian Wuxia finally finished laughing and stuck his head out of the quilt, only then did he realize something was wrong.Obviously before I fell asleep, I was sitting by the bonfire with my mother and two strangers, but looking at the bright and clean room in front of me, the simple tables, chairs, bed curtains, and the big "Xuan" banner hanging on the wall, any No one knows that this is not where Taiwu Mountain should be.

where is thisWhere is mother?Who is this old Taoist priest in front of him who can't be compared with "normal" no matter how you look at it?

Lian Wuxia intuitively wanted to sit up and ask the other party, but just as soon as he moved, he remembered that he was only wearing a middle coat at this time, and this appearance was really undignified to the person in front of him who should be an elder, so he had to shrink back under the quilt.The old Taoist saw it, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to get up? It's okay, it's good to sleep in occasionally. The journey of immortality is long, if you don't even have the fun of sleeping in, what's the fun in cultivating immortals? Not to mention that it may not be possible to cultivate, even if it is accomplished, it is just a stupid idiot!"

Lian Wuxia was silent, and wanted to ask about the situation, but he couldn't make a sound, so he couldn't find a pen and paper when he was talking to Lian Emei. It was too intimate to write directly in the palm of the other party like when he was communicating with Lian Emei, so he had to hold the quilt for a while, He stared at the old Taoist priest with wide-eyed brown eyes.

The latter seemed to read her embarrassment, and stuffed a small purple bamboo pen. The hair on the tip of the pen was white and smooth, without any ink stains. , a gadget that can gather energy to transform characters, if you inject a burst of true energy into it, you can draw whatever you want to write or draw!"

Lian Wuxia turned the pen holder, trying to infuse a burst of true energy into it.She has followed Emei to practice Taoism for more than forty years. Because she followed the authentic path of immortality, she did not advance by leaps and bounds in just a few years like some heretics. Up to now, she has only cultivated part of her true energy, but she has laid a very solid foundation. Therefore, although the true energy is small, it is extremely pure, and after injecting a little, a clear light shot out from the tip of the pen, and a few clouds and mist poured in from the door by the window, forming a cloud around the face of the old Taoist with lightning speed. chrysanthemum.

The size of the face plate, the petals are brilliantly overlapping, and the expression of the old Taoist is amazing... similar.

Lian Wuxia's face turned red with a "boom", she retreated to the bed as fast as she could in her life, and pulled up the quilt to cover her face.The old Taoist at the side froze for a moment, then turned his face to the white chrysanthemum in front of him and said, "This flower is so long, it is really elegant and fairy-like, the old Taoist has seen so many flowers in his life, so beautiful This is the first time I've seen it! Hehe, you really look like me!"

Lian Wuxia quietly put down the quilt, revealing bright red eyelashes. The old Taoist seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. As soon as she got out of the quilt, he immediately turned around: "This flower is not bad, can you draw another one on paper? Go to the middle hall, and let the little rabbits below see what a real fairy is!"

Lian Wuxia shook her head subconsciously. She didn't know if the flower she randomly scribbled was considered a fairy flower, but she really felt that the old Taoist priest was a real flower.Holding Po Yun Dian Xia, this time she was roughly familiar with the usage of this pen, and finally wrote the words: "What's your name, senior?"

"Your master, my friend, you can call the old Taoist 'Taoist'." The old Taoist squatted back on the bedside and said with a smile.Lian Wuxia sighed lightly, and decided to ignore his messy answer and the same messy expression: "Where is this? Isn't mother here?"

Seeing that her thoughts were no longer taken away by him in such a short period of time, a trace of surprise flashed across the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and he quickly returned to normal, chattering cheerfully: "Yunren went to the kitchen to get you the tranquilizer. It's gone, her skill of boiling medicine really hasn't improved in another 5000 years! I think there was a little problem in the old Taoist cultivation. After drinking the bowl of medicine she gave, it was just a bout of anger, but I almost got it You have to go crazy. Obviously the Lian family is from a family of martial arts and not a family of doctors and poisoners. Why do you think her hands are more ruthless than those old poisonous people in a miserable situation..."

Although Lian Wuxia's eyes were big, they were born with narrow and long eyes. Hearing this, they gradually opened to roundness, and suddenly he sat up from the bed wrapped in a quilt, and was about to salute the old Taoist priest like cotton balls.The old Taoist jumped up in shock: "Little friend, what are you doing?" Lian Wuxia kowtowed a few times in a polite manner, and then wrote: "Disciple Lian Wuxia pays homage to the master, just now the disciple's behavior is non-existent, and Yu Zun It is rude to release birthdays before, please punish Master."

"Get up!" As soon as the old Taoist raised his hand, Lian Wuxia pushed him back on the bed, and covered his head with the quilt. With a shake of his figure, he squatted back on the head of the bed again, gossiping with interest, "You How did you guess it?"

Lian Wuxia struggled to sit up, and heard the words wrote: "Mother never boils medicine unless she has to, because she gave you a bowl of medicine when Xuanzong was learning Taoism..." As a result, the pedantic Xuanzong suzerain really The gas was violent and chaotic, and he was almost not poisoned to death.

That's right, the old Taoist priest in front of me, who is insulated from normal people no matter how you look at it, is the suzerain of Xuanzong. Indeed, it is equivalent to practicing Emei's mentor, and also equivalent to practicing Wuxia's master.

When the master came, he was actually sleeping on the bed but let the other party squat on the head of the bed, it was really disrespectful.But the problem now is that the other party insists on holding her down!

When Lian Wuxia was thrashing around, he suddenly saw Lian Emei pushing the door in, holding medicine in his hand, his eyes quickly swept over the old and the young, and he raised his eyebrows, but he said to Xuanzong's suzerain: "I'm bullying you!" my daughter?"

The light of gossip froze on Xuanzong's suzerain's dead face in an instant, and he shrunk his face guiltily and said with a dry smile, "Yunren, are you back?"

Lian Emei only used one "um" to beat him back steadily. Seeing her passing by with the medicine in her hand without turning back, Xuanzong's lord held his heart in grief and indignation and retreated three steps in a row, just about to say What, Lian Emei glanced back, shut her mouth immediately, turned around and went out obediently, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

Without the suppression of Xuanzong's suzerain, Lian Wuxia finally jumped up, but seeing such a strange scene, he hugged the quilt for a moment and was stunned. After being asked by Lian Emei, he looked at his stepmother as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"You were overly frightened and haunted by nightmares that day, so it is not suitable for you to continue practicing in Yaoshan." Lian Emei explained, "I brought you to Xuanzong in advance. Benefits." In fact, seeing that Lian Wuxia couldn't wake up from the nightmare, the scribe in red once offered to use his own ancestral secret method to help her meditate, but Lian Emei didn't trust him after all, so she declined his help and took her daughter directly. Here comes Xuanzong.

Lian Wuxia nodded, indicating that he heard what his mother said, took the medicine bowl from Lian Emei, drank it dry in one gulp, and looked at his mother eagerly with his juicy eyes, who saw a slight smile in his eyes, He reached out and stroked the top of her hair.Lian Wuxia let out a sigh of satisfaction. She didn't know whether it was because of the nightmares she had suffered in the past few days, or because of the drug added to the medicine to calm the nerves and help sleep, she became sleepy again not long after she woke up.She resisted sleepiness and sat down to practice with Emei for a while, but the latter chuckled and said softly, "Let's sleep for a while."

As soon as the words were finished, Lian Wuxia threw herself on the pillow and fell asleep.Lian Emei looked at her for a while, got up and went out the door, the Sect Master Xuanzong was waiting outside, there was no smile on his face, but surprisingly solemn, which made the already pale face even more serene.

"Sect Master," Lian Emei's expression was calm and clear, "What did you see just now?"

The author has something to say: Lian Emei's dark cooking achievement - five stars, won the title "A Thousand Mountains Birds Fly, Thousands of Paths and People Fly"

Achievements in practicing flawless painting - instant shooting, additional effects (favored by the old man)

Lian Wuxia: Is it possible not to use the additional function in the latter part?

By the way, the author Zhe just arrived at the blood seal of Jiacheng recently, and then he was speechless for three quarters.Not at odds with the bloodthirsty, is it?The Bloodthirsty didn’t act when they sent minions to look for sacrifices, Liu Xiangyin didn’t act when she was caught pregnant with her child, and she had to wait until Simon was resurrected before making an official move... Just watch him from a distance, throwing a windbreaker in the dark!Thunderstorm plays the violin!Playing tricks and showing off poses!Gods and demons are not allowed to be alone for thousands of years!

Finally, a lot of people were tossed to death, the Jiacheng organization surfaced, Simon Momo was revived, and the son of evil was born-three-quarters of the time spent playing the violin and posing with Moonlight Rhapsody , I would like to trouble you to do some labor and take some action with your hands, okay?