Chapter 11 The water is hard to collect

Although the heaven is beautiful and can accommodate all things in the world, it can't accommodate this lonely and lonely person. Looking at those smiling fairies, Cang Lan couldn't make herself smile. Since the laughter is far-fetched, there is no need to force it.

She doesn't want to stay in this world. Since she has celebrated the birthday of the emperor of heaven, she also knows about this matter. In the rest of the day, it is time to look for the Tianyuan plate that Tianzun handed over before his departure.

Canglan thought of Xing Fang again, whether he needed to tell him. After all, the two of them went down together. Although they are not affectionate, at least they can't leave him alone. But thinking that the misunderstanding with him was deep and extremely difficult to get along with him, I gave up the idea of looking for him. Or at this time, Xingbo should be drinking and talking with Jiang Ning leisurely. After exploring the road to the south Tianmen of the lower boundary, he went straight, and the beautiful scenery on the road was also unintentional.

When they first arrived at the Southern Heavenly Gate, many heavenly soldiers guarded the gate. The immortals who came in or went out handed something to the heavenly soldiers. Only after being checked by the heavenly soldiers would they be released.

Canglan approached the Tianmen, but was stopped by a soldier who stretched out his hand and said, "Can the fairy show the pass to the immortal?"

"Passage order?" Cang Lan frowned and asked, "What is the pass order?"

The heavenly soldiers stiffened, and then said, "This heavenly emperor's birthday, in order to prevent people from the demon world from taking the opportunity to sneak into the heavenly world, they issued a pass order to every fairy who attended the birthday banquet, and only the passer can enter and exit this door." The man said, and finally arched his hand and said seriously, "Please show me the token."

When I entered the door, Canglan came with Jiang Ningxing Subayu, but I didn't know there would be this thing. At present, I don't know what to do, but when I heard the day, the soldier said, "Please show me the token."

Looking at the heavenly soldiers who were ready to surround him, Cang Lan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I don't have this."

The man looked strict. Hearing Canglan say no, his face was instantly awe-inspiring, and then shouted to the other heavenly soldiers, "In this case, please forgive your humble duty and arrest him."

As the sound fell, a large group of heavenly soldiers surrounded Canglan in an instant and was about to arrest her. Cang Lan had just lowered his identity. Unexpectedly, this group of heavenly soldiers did not have the intention to give up. He glanced at the soldier faintly, "Are you sure you want to arrest me?"

"The Emperor of Heaven has an order, please forgive me for being offended." The heavenly soldiers said in unison, and after saying that, they wanted to attack together. Looking at the imperative appearance, it was inevitable to take action today.

The true air in the body condenses, and with a mind, the hand has condensed from the true air into a jade flute. This Xiao's name is Jiuyin. When Canglan was qualified as the master of the Shuiyue Palace, he was allowed to choose the magic weapon in the Heavenly Temple. It has always been used for occasional music, but if he really wants to play the sound with magic power, its fatality should not be underestimated.

The magic weapon of hatred has the power of deterrence between heaven and earth, and everything is only about the power of the person used.

The nine-tone flute is green and transparent, touching it like ice. Nine tones are broken, and there is no way to be affectionate. Jiuyin Xiao, a person with low magic power, can break his liver and intestines, and so can the affectionate person.

When Canglan chose the Jiuyin flute, Yun Xie reminded her not to be an affectionate person. He also said that if the person holding the flute is hindered by love, Jiuyin Xiao will slowly absorb the power of the person holding the flute, and will no longer be controlled by the person holding the flute and will have his own thoughts. Until it is cultivated to a certain time, it can become an adult again. Canglan did not know whether the Jiuyin flute had sucked through its own mana, but every time it picked up the Jiuyin flute, it would be colder and colder again and again.

Fu Xiao's lips, the red lips open gently, and the green silk dances. With the five rhythms pour out, it is not only a melody, but also a fascinating murderous intention. Those heavenly soldiers were slightly puzzled at the beginning, but as the melody rushed into the internal organs, they also saw that it was not good. The song of broken intestines enters the heart, and the more you struggle, the more painful it will be, but Canglan has never thought of killing them.

"How dare anyone be wild in heaven?" With a shout, a powerful spiritual force came from afar, surrounded by an endless sense of oppression. For a moment, Canglan only felt as if he had been crushed by a boulder. Looking at the distance, a red light suddenly cut through the blue sky and hit her directly. Knowing that the person is not good, he had to put away the nine tones and use his magic power to meet the red light.

The red light was as hot as a fire. Originally, it was still a light, which dispersed in an instant when it approached Canglan, formed a circular barrier in mid-air, and quickly pressed down, which was murderous. Canglan was not in a hurry. With the floating of true qi in his hand, clear water waves slowly appeared all over his body in a trance. When his posture rotated, his white clothes were ethereal and water drops like dew, as if he were in the jasper lake.

The two manas compete with each other. It seems that the spells used by people should also be mainly fire. Canglan's mana was mainly based on the five elements of water. Moreover, she was originally the owner of the water and moon palace, and she was almost the same as the star Subaru in the sky, not to mention the immortal who came out of her.

Just as Canglan wanted to subdue the future, he heard a rapid shout in the distance. The owner of Canglan Palace is merciful.

Listening to this voice is an old man. At this time of distraction, Canglan's mind is scattered. How can he not respect his rules when he thinks that he is in heaven? If he annoys the Heavenly Emperor, I'm afraid he will also embarrass Heaven. Thinking of this, he has to slowly take back his magic power and want to calm people down. Unexpectedly, the power exerted by the comer has exceeded the limit and can't be recovered. Canglan's distraction happened to give the person an opportunity to take advantage of the red light, which gathered into a whirlwind, crossed the gradually fading water waves and penetrated Canglan's chest.

With the impact of the whirlwind, Canglan's internal organs seemed to be cracked. His hands were numb, and his right hand was loosened. Jiuyin Xiao flew away from his hand along the residual force of the whirlwind, went straight through the Nantian Gate, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Canglan's face was pale, and his whole body could no longer exert any strength.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, because the red whirlwind sword penetrated Canglan's body, and no one could survive. As the shadow of the sword dissipated, a person fell from the air. He looked extremely burly, his face was fierce, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes looked at Canglan like a sharp sword. This man was not an ordinary person, but a descendant of the dragon clan, Longyan, who had been guarding Nantianmen for thousands of years.

The fairy family that ran from afar was the Xiaoyunjun on the Heavenly Palace today. Because he was told by a woman to break into the Heavenly Gate and injured the heavenly soldiers when he was at the south Tianmen on the roadside, he chased after him. Unexpectedly, it was Canglan, so he shouted that he asked Canglan's men to show mercy.

Xiao Yunjun was also stunned when he saw the scene just now. The dust in his hand kept shaking. It took him a long time to come back and hurried forward to look at Canglan.

"Lord Canglan Palace, are you all right?" Seeing that the people beside him were still stunned, Xiao Yunjun shouted urgently, "Go and invite the green-dyed fairy."

When his words fell, the Canglan people had fallen to the ground. The soft yarn between the arms fell with the owner. Canglan has never said anything. She looked at Xiao Yunjun faintly with clear eyes, and there was no pain in her eyes.

At this moment, as it was a thousand years ago, but although the body was a little uncomfortable, the heart felt a relief. Thinking of the scene of meeting Lan Ge just now, his indifference and ruthlessness, his alienation and strangeness are all the sharp blade that made Canglan die.

Three hundred years in the river, just waiting for that person to save himself, seven hundred years away from the sky, just to be able to meet him.

But in the end, I really met and found that everything was really no longer what I thought. Lan Ge never remembered Canglan, and there was never this person in his heart. Such waiting for such persistence is just like a grain of dust in the end, humble and worthless.

"Lange, if I pass by Naihe Bridge again this time, I will definitely drink Meng Po soup and forget you cleanly." Cang Lan muttered in a low voice, looked up at Xiao Yunjun, and finally slowly closed his eyelids.