012 Dragon Wisteria

However, Huang Quanjian said sentimentally, "It's very difficult, unless the master sends me back to the bottom of the yellow spring water in the underworld, and it may be possible after more than a thousand years."

Ye Jianling was shocked and wanted to go to the underworld. He had to have the means of immortals. Only by cultivating the Yangshen can he travel through the three worlds. He hasn't even cultivated the scattered immortals yet. I'm afraid it will be thousands of years later when he cultivates the immortals.

He felt the sadness of the Huangquan sword, reached out and touched the sword. The touch of being pricked by many needles came from his fingertips, which was the cold air carried by Huangquan sword itself. Because he was the owner of the sword, he would not be injured. If others only touched it, he would freeze into a zombie.

"When I can practice and go to the underworld in the future, I will send you home!"

"Really?" Huangquan Sword was happy again. The sword body bent into a circle, wrapped around Ye Jianling's finger like a ring, and gently turned the shuttle. "At that time, I will return to the bottom of Huangquan Water and be a free fairy weapon!"

"Good!" Ye Jianling took the sword from his hand and took it back into his body, hanging in the whirlpool formed by Zhenyuan in Dantian, using his own vitality and the essence of the sword itself to nourish each other.

Coming back through the Changsheng Gate again, the red-haired demon girl was quietly in a daze in the lotus pond.

She only wore a pair of shorts, and her whole upper body was ** outside. She sat on a rock more than half a meter above the surface of the water. Her feet were stuck in the water and kicked the surface of the water. Not far away, there was a small waterfall, and the water splashed all over her.

Ye Jianling took off his coat and put it on the girl and sat next to her: "Where are you from? What's the name? Don't you really remember these at all?"

The girl nodded slightly: "I only remember that the elixir has taken root and sprouted in my heart, which is very painful..."

"Then I'll give you a name first!" Ye Jianling thought for a moment, "Look at your quiet and elegant sister, just like the wisteria flower. Tell your younger brother that it is called Long Zangxiang. Why don't you take the dragon as your surname and call it wisteria?"

The girl smiled and nodded in recognition: "Well, what's your name?"

"My name is Ye Jianling, just call me Jianling."

"That...sword spirit?" The girl Wisteria smiled and said, "Your sword is really smart, and it dug my heart away at once."

"At that time, my sister was out of breath. I thought you were no longer there." Ye Jianling was a little embarrassed. He took out Jiuying Xuezhi from his arms and handed it to Wisteria. "Listen to my younger brother that if you are planted with elixir, even the soul primor will be sucked away by it in the end. My sister has no memory, which may have something to do with this. Maybe your memory is in this fairy grass. If you study it carefully, you may be able to retrieve it. Come on."

As a result, the wisteria fairy grass reached out and brushed off the leaves, dropped a lot of water on it, and twisted a blood baby with two white and delicate fingers. The fruit was not like an ordinary peel, but a real human skin, with small hands and feet, a nose and mouth exactly the same as a human baby, and a thin head. Thin fetal hair! His eyes had not been opened, and he was sealed by the ghost seal, as if he were asleep.

"This thing really has a blood connection with me."

"That's right. I'm afraid my sister's memory is really on them. As long as we pay attention, we will definitely get it back!" Ye Jianling was happy for her.

Wisteria showed a comfortable smile on his face and was no longer as expressionless as before.

Ye Jianling has never seen such a beautiful smile. He has no evil thoughts. He just feels that the other party's smile is simple and clear, and he can't help but feel good: "Sister, you don't have a place to go anyway. Why don't you live here first and go home after you find all your memories of the past? "

"I'm homeless now and forget the past. I only know you. Even if you want to chase me out, I won't leave."

Because the Changsheng Palace is isolated from the outside, it is very inconvenient to enter and exit without the Changsheng card, Ye Jianling arranged it for her to be in the Moji Palace outside. Although he has never heard of the demons before, it is not difficult to see the attitude of the Middle-earth cultivation world towards them from Xiang Chicheng, so he needs to cover it up appropriately. He found the clothes of the Moji people to put on her.

Wisteria has no different meaning from these. No matter how she arranges it, she only holds the nine-baby blood cheese in her hand and often sits on the hillside and stares at the sun in the sky.

Ye Jianling knew that his mother had made a lot of enemies before his death, and many people were afraid of the Beiming Zhenjing on his body. Recently, he had a death feud with Yaowangmen. He did not dare to go out for a stroll, and did not have this leisure. He only medve into practicing in the Changsheng Palace. He just wanted to cultivate the true scriptures. After making a golden elixir, he went to Beihai to find his master Beiming Zhenren. He had a yellow spring sword in hand, which was enough to protect him to cross the thousands of miles of sea territory safely.

On this day, Ye Jianling was practicing in the East Hall of the Changsheng Palace, and suddenly wearing a gold medal on his chest trembled.

This elong life card has a connection with this mountain and 100,000 people in the underworld, and Xu Danqing has not fully penetrated it for 200 years. She once told Ye Jianling that there seemed to be a treasure house in this mountain. The Changsheng card is the key to open the treasure house, but you can't open the treasure house directly with this key. You must rely on the Moji people. But this is just her guess, and she doesn't know exactly how it is.

Now that the Changsheng brand is shaking, something must have happened to the Moshi people outside.

He went out of the Changsheng Gate, walked through the tunnel, and heard the noise of gongs and drums outside.

Two 12-year-old children, dressed in costumes and knelt on the ground with a wooden box in their own: "Eight miles of continuous rain for half a month, the ground fire surged up, the drought was born, the grain and fruit trees all dried up, and the white rabbit and wild deer also died of thirst. Now the king led the rain sacrifice to pray for rain outside. The wind sacrifice sent us to ask the goddess to cast a spell, kill the drought, and bring down the rain to extinguish the fire.

The northwest region of Chongyang is generally cloudy and cold, but the temperature around the mountain is much higher than other places all year round. Winter is also as warm as spring, and summer is even hotter, as if there is a huge stove underground. As long as it does not rain for half a month, all rivers and ponds will dry up. If it does not rain for a month, the land will be It will crack inch by inch, and all the crops will die.

The land is often short of rain and has been in drought all year round. It is difficult for 100,000 exhausted people to eat the food planted. Therefore, in every year of famine, they will invade the two states of Youyun in the Double Nang Kingdom to plunder food and slaves.

This is one of the reasons why Xu Danqing can become the goddess of exhaustion. She can rain in time and resolve the drought in the exhaustion of the land. With enough food, they no longer have to go out to rob the bandits as before. In the past 200 years, the number of times they have been counted with one hand to avoid countless sword and military disasters, which is also the greatest blessing Xu Danqing has accumulated in his life.

In the past, when Xu Danqing rained, he only needed to go to the Tianchi of Mingling Mountain 500 miles to the northwest, use the black water magic power to grind the pool water into a black cloud, and drive it here to turn into a heavy rain.

Ye Jianling has no mother's ability, so he can only find another way.

"My mother is not here now, and I will take her place in this rain."

He quickly walked out of the tunnel and came to Ganlin Hall. The wind sacrifice was waiting here with the children who had served.

Wind Sacrifice is a beautiful teenager with an appearance of 15 or 16 years old. His actual age is over 30 years old. He is the general manager of Xu Danqing here and manages everything in the palace. Because of Xu Danqing's favor, he was given a Zhuyan Dan. After taking it, he will not grow old. It will always be like this. Born gentle, modest and polite, at first glance, he seems to be a shy noble son.

Ye Jianling didn't like him very much, because he knew that he had learned some tonic skills from Xu Danqing, with layers of charm on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and that Yandan seemed to make him young forever. In fact, his life expectancy did not increase. Once Shouyuan was exhausted, he would immediately age quickly and directly become a horrible and ugly stiffness. Corpse.

"Lord God, do you want to rain instead of the goddess this time? Once King Moxi starts the rain prayer ceremony, the goddess can feel it no matter where she is. Shall we wait for her?

"Don't wait! Isn't it just praying for rain? Whether it's my mother or me, as long as it can bring down the rain.

It's strange why the goddess didn't come to the wind sacrifice. Could it be that the god son rebelled like the mortal royal family and harmed the goddess? As soon as the idea came out, he felt funny. The goddess's power is boundless, and it is easy to control the power of clouds. Who can harm her?

The Son of God is the biological son of the goddess. Usually, the goddess usually spoils him. Since he said he wanted to pray for the rain for his mother, he could not stop him. After all, there is a difference between relatives. Even if he does not succeed, the goddess may praise his filial piety.

The wind sacrifice soon made a decision. He waved his hand and let the exhausted boy serve Ye Jianling bathe and wash in the fragrant soup, and then changed into clothes woven with the ghost silk made of exhausted glue. He wore a crown with brocade chickens on his head, put a golden mask on his face, and held the magic king's staff in his hand - it is said that the king of Moshi God has just been big. Walking out of the mountain, he took one of the three treasures with him. He used this scepter to draw the land as a field and pointed to the mountains and rivers. In fact, it was just a ten-thousand-old withered vine.

The wind sacrifice also put on a sacrificial robe made of the ghost silk, put on a silver mask, held a magic wand, commanded the four Moxi workers to lift the hundred-flowered green vines, carried Ye Jianling out of the exhaust palace, followed the Baoguang corridor, walked down the 365 sky platform step by step, and finally came to the divine landing floor below.

Seeing the god come out, the exhausted people under the Shenping made a tsunami-like cry. They knelt forward excitedly, touched the ground with their foreheads, told God about their suffering and misfortune, and prayed devoutly, hoping that God could save them and give them happiness.

King Moxi knelt in the front, behind him were his ministers and people, and the rain sacrifice stood beside him to burn the sacrificial text.

At the beginning, the king of the Moji clan was all women. 200 years ago, Xu Danqing changed the rules in the name of God: everyone jointly selected the most handsome and robust boy of the clan as the king of Moji. After receiving the queen's approval and blessing, he began to succeed to the throne at the age of 15 and retired at the age of 30 and received a fief. As the Duke of Moxi, every king of Moxi will dedicate ** to the goddess when they are 24 years old.

The rain sacrifice is relatively old. He is over 60 years old this year. He is also a registered disciple of Xu Danqing, but he did not take Zhuyan Dan, nor did he practice and tonic. He is responsible for assisting him in managing the exhausted land around King Moji, and only he can go to the Palace to communicate with God. In some ways, his power is greater than King Moji.

At this time, he also wears a silver mask similar to the wind sacrifice and burns the sacrificial article in the bronze tripod depicting the totem. As soon as his sacrificial article is burned, coupled with the prayer and call of the exhaustion people, the Changsheng card carried by Ye Jianling will react. The person is either sad, or angry, or wants to pray for rain, or want to fight, the rebellion of the Changsheng card. It should be different, either getting cool, or heating up and red, or trembling gently, or beating violently.