Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng stepped in, silently, walked to Mu Siyi's side, and looked down at her.

Mu Siyi is still so beautiful, with elegant colorful clothes, embroidered shoes, brocade robes, and flowers on her head. She is fragrant and tender, with fairy-like jade color, slim neck, snow-white skin and beautiful appearance. Just like before, she was so charming and beautiful, standing tall and graceful among the flowers, and the other flowers were ashamed, not even close to her beauty.

Yu Zecheng looked at her, and she immediately felt something. When she opened her eyes and saw Yu Zecheng, she was neither excited nor panicked. She just smiled slightly and said:

"You're here? When did you come without notifying me?"

Mu Siyi sat up in a daze, and the plum blossoms all over the palace gradually dissipated. At this moment, she looked over and saw that there was no danger of transformation. Everything was normal and there was no sign of any crisis.

If Yu Zecheng hadn't just come in, he wouldn't have discovered the crisis Mu Siyi was facing. No wonder Hua Wuxia didn't remind her.

Yu Zecheng said:

"I'm here to see you. By the way, do I need your help?"

Mu Siyi said:

"Just tell me what it is. I'll do my best. I have nothing to say."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I want to borrow your Seal of Ten Thousand Flowers. I wonder if you can lend it to me."

Mu Siyi gave Yu Zecheng a beautiful look, then suddenly got into Yu Zecheng's arms and said:

"Am I not your maid slave? What belongs to me is naturally yours. If you want to borrow anything, you can take it if you want to use it."

Yu Zecheng said:

"By the way, where is Hua Wuxia?"

Mu Siyi said:

"No need, there are three more areas in the sky world, and the three major fairy mountains have returned. Master Wuxia has gone to those three areas to plant flowers. He will not come back for at least half a year. The Seal of Ten Thousand Flowers is in my hands. I Get it for you.

But before that, you have to stay with me and don't just turn around and leave. I don't know why lately, but I always feel an indescribable loneliness.

The master is no longer here, and there are not many good friends left in the past. The ten flowers of Luzhou in the past, the alluring narcissus Liu Shiyun died for you, the empty orchid in the valley politely followed you, and the charming red flame azalea fire became possessed and turned into a flying bird. In the ashes, Bao Yining, the late beautiful golden chrysanthemum, disappeared, and Wan Qifang, the rich and noble peony, had already descended into a house full of descendants.

Now I am the only one left. During this period of time, I don’t know why, these past few months, I have always felt an indescribable feeling of loneliness.

I miss you, I don't want you to leave me, maybe my choice is wrong, and it is the right thing to say to her politely. "

Yu Zecheng knew in his heart that this was the danger of transforming into the Dao, so Mu Siyi acted like this.

Yu Zecheng looked at Mu Siyi and said:

"Actually, you're not wrong. By the way, Siyi, look, look here, look here."

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand to let Mu Siyi look at his left hand. Mu Siyi believed him completely and looked at his left hand motionlessly, but there was nothing there.

Mu Siyi was extremely confused, but she believed in Yu Zecheng the most, so she still watched intently.

Yu Zecheng pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword with his right hand, and struck Mu Siyi in the middle. Blood immediately flew out, and Mu Siyi was killed with one strike.

Mu Siyi never expected that Yu Zecheng would take action and killed her with one sword. Looking over, she saw what Yu Zecheng was there. It was clearly the Purple God Lord smiling there. It turned out that she had been fooled and fell into his trap. .

Mu Siyi died, and her soul was swallowed up by the law of heaven, and was involved in the law of flowers. This law of flowers is not the three thousand laws of heaven, but one of the 129,600 laws. Mu Siyi lost all her memory and was trapped by the law. It is decomposed into the most basic laws.

This law of flowers pervades the world, and every flower is born, grows, blooms, and withers under the nourishment of this law.

All the flowers in the world come together to form the law of flowers.

Mu Siyi didn't know how much time passed by, but she gradually felt it, and turned into a flower, squeezing out the soil in the wilderness, growing slowly, and blooming beautifully.

In the wilderness, a wild dog ran past her. When it passed her, it took a sniff, as if to admire its beauty, and then left.

Time flies, flowers grow old easily, and when the frost comes, they wither silently and turn into spring mud.

Then sprout, grow, develop, and wither again.

During this period of withering and blooming, Mu Siyi gradually understood the way of flowers. It turns out that flowers are like this. When they are withered, they are prosperous. The beautiful and blooming moment is not everything about the flower. The withering and withering is not the flower. the end of.

This is the way of flowers. When you open, you will fully express yourself, let the world pay attention to it, let the sun and the moon change its color. Wither, it will wither silently, turning into spring mud to protect the flower. This is the law of flowers, the way of heaven.

Life after life, life after life, endless, natural reincarnation, Mu Siyi opens up in this world again and again, showing her beauty.

Time is like flowing water, and years are like songs. The heaven and earth sprout in spring, bloom in summer, wither in autumn, and wither in winter.

The sky and the earth are long, the sun rises and the moon sets, the clouds rise and fall, time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, flowers bloom again, people are no longer young, time is like this, Mu Siyi understands the way of time.

In these years, Mu Siyi was open on the bridge, and the wild dog from that time turned into a woodcutter in this life, passing by her with admiration. Mu Siyi bloomed in the treetops, and the woodcutter turned into a bird in this life, singing beside her and praising her beauty.

The two are not considered to have met. They have been destined to each other for thousands of years, and they just pass each other by each other every time.

Somewhere in the world, in this life, someone seemed to be calling me, as if someone was holding me in his hand. He was a gardener, not even tall enough, but he looked very familiar. He was the wild dog, woodcutter, and bird from back then.

The gardener looked at the flower seeds in his hand and said:

"I don't know why, but I think you look very familiar.

I will plant you outside the window, hoping that you can sprout from the ground and become a proud snow-cold plum. "

Then Mu Siyi felt like she was being planted into the soil, squeezing the soil away little by little, and became a plum tree.

The gardener took great care of Mu Siyi and kept coming over to water and fertilize. He watched Mu Siyi grow up little by little and become taller.

Gradually, Mu Siyi became a proud winter plum, with verdant ice branches, elegant sparse shadows, beautiful flowers, pleasant fragrance, and early flowering period. Every time when the cold winter ice and snow comes, it blooms for the gardener.

Mu Siyi watched him grow up slowly, become an adult slowly, marry a wife and have children, and finally grow old and die under the plum blossoms in a house full of children and grandchildren.

At this moment, Mu Siyi suddenly became spiritual. She was no longer living in a daze, and was no longer an ordinary plum blossom.

Time flies by, and a thousand years later, this cold plum is still standing on the earth.

Mu Siyi has swallowed the Yang and sucked the Yin, and is no longer an ordinary plum tree, but has become a flower demon who can transform into another form.

She has been waiting, waiting for the wild dog, woodcutter, bird, and gardener back then. She knew that she would meet him again.

The thatched cottage back then has now been turned into a mansion. Finally, he came again. In this life, he was a scholar, but before he reached the top, he bought the mansion with his father and studied here.

Every day he read aloud under the tree. Every winter, he worked hard.

"Thousands of flowers dare to bloom in the snow, and one tree alone is the first to bring spring to the world."

"I know it's not snow, only the faint fragrance."

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the flying snow welcomes spring. The cliffs are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches."

"Pretty doesn't fight for spring, she just waits for spring to come. When the mountain flowers are blooming, she is smiling from it."

These ancient poems, he would recite silently under her tree every time the plum blossoms in Aoxue bloomed.

However, his qualifications were too poor. He studied hard from a humble beginning, and even when he was thirty, he still did not gain fame or wealth.

His father passed away at an old age. He held his hand and the expectation in his eyes made him unable to lift his head.

At this time, Mu Siyi was no longer an ordinary plum blossom. She transformed into a human being, and the fairy in the tree came gracefully to help him tidy up his home, help him get rid of the bad clan members who wanted to seize the family property, and help him treat his illness and injury. In the evening Relieve his loneliness, accompany him to study, accompany him to study hard.

The family's wealth was gone and the family fortune was in ruins, but he still couldn't do it.

Whenever Mu Siyi looked at him, sitting under the tree, her eyes miserable, she felt heartache.

Finally, Mu Siyi gritted her teeth, took out the demon pill she had cultivated, and ate it for him. It opened the seven orifices and the eight meridians, giving him a glazed heart.

Mu Siyi's thousands of years of hard training disappeared and became a plum tree here. Under that tree, the scholar caressed the tree and cried, losing his true love forever.

The scholar who became enlightened this year won the first prize, became famous in the capital, and was admired by thousands of people.

As soon as the heart is opened, desire comes, and I can't reconcile myself to my current situation, so I start to work hard. I can no longer hear the sound of reading, only the sound of banquets and wealth, and I no longer have the heart to appreciate flowers.

Her reputation gradually grew, and finally the emperor gave her a gift to the Seventh Princess. From then on, she became the Seventh Prince Consort. She moved out of the past mansion and halls and settled in the Prince Consort's Mansion. The Seventh Princess was extremely beautiful, had countless servants, a luxurious courtyard, and enjoyed glory and wealth.

The emperor died, and all the sons fought for the throne. With his help, the eighth prince overcame his brothers to become the new emperor. His respect for him was valuable, and he changed the previous rule that the prince consort was not allowed to participate in politics, and became the prime minister for ten years.

The scholar has all the power in the world, and is rich and prosperous, but he can't find peace in his heart. He always feels that someone is waiting for him. This is not his home, and this is not what he really wants to get.

On this day, he finally figured out what he wanted. He gave up his power and wealth, wore commoner clothes and gray robes, and returned to the back alleys of his hometown. Under the plum trees, he found himself, looked out the window at the proud plum trees, and spent his days leisurely.

The seventh princess learned about the origin of the plum from the old slave and was extremely jealous. While he was away, she sent someone to cut down the plum tree and forced him to go home.

The scholar returned home and saw the plum blossoms cut off. He felt despair. Life was boring because the plum blossoms were gone, so he set fire to let himself and the cold plums fly to ashes.

The fire rises, and the scholar shuts himself up and waits for death. Suddenly, the plum blossoms bloom in the fierce fire. The fire reflects the plum blossoms, making them redder. The fire went out, and she looked back silently, laughing in the bush.

Slowly, a new bud grew on the plum blossom stake.

Mu Siyi looked at the scholar crying happily next to the bud in the air. Gradually, she remembered everything about herself, her past, who she really was, and she finally fully realized the truth.

She woke up in an instant and had a dream for ten thousand years. It turned out that all of this was done by Yu Zecheng's magic, sending her into the law of flowers, being baptized by the law of heaven, and then bringing her back to the human world.

Mu Siyi looked at him and reached out to touch Yu Zecheng's cheek with great tenderness. Yu Zecheng didn't know all Mu Siyi's experiences because he was her protector.

Mu Siyi looked at Yu Zecheng and said:

"It's so good to see you again, my scholar."

Then he hugged Yu Zecheng tightly and never let go, leaving Yu Zecheng in a daze with a puzzled look on his face.