The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Chapter 403 God’s Three Wishes

Tang Jiao was pulled behind the stone wall and fell into the grass without being able to stand firmly.

That's right, she wasn't stunned after the fall. She was stunned when she found that she fell into the grass.

I sat up and found myself in a lawn, surrounded by flowers. There was a high mountain not far away. The trees at the foot of the mountain were shady and flowers were blooming everywhere. When the breeze blew, the fragrance of the flowers entered my nose.

There is a mountain here?

Tang Jiao patted the grass clippings on her body and stood up. She looked around and found that this was an independent space. A huge sea of ​​grass and flowers surrounded the entire mountain. There were countless bamboo groves and rare trees. There was a faint light shining on the top of the mountain.

Thinking of Sect Master Gao's words, Tang Jiao strode forward and felt the rich spiritual energy pouring into her body, making her whole body feel refreshed.

The spiritual power here is so strong and eloquent that it deserves to be called the Shangshen Cave.

The mountain is not high. When I walked halfway up the mountain, I found an exquisite gate. The gate was inlaid on the mountain. There were many windows above. The windows were surrounded by small flowers, which looked elegant and full of poetry.

As soon as Tang Jiao's hand touched the wooden door, the door opened in response, and she was stunned the moment she stepped inside.

Inside the cave is a whole large house, with gardens, flowing water, winding bridges, rockeries, fruit trees, and many flowers beside the lake. The faint sunshine illuminates everything, and the breeze blows, refreshing.

That god hollowed out the entire mountain from halfway up and built such a beautiful cave dwelling inside.

Stepping onto the stone road paved with jade, Tang Jiao found that the spiritual energy here was so strong that it turned into clouds and soared over the house. The sky was moist and the fragrance of flowers overflowed, making every pore of hers open involuntarily, letting the spiritual energy flow into her body.

The sea of ​​consciousness rotates, trying desperately to absorb the spiritual power here and use it for his own use.

This is simply a holy land for cultivation. Just standing there can make people's cultivation soar.

The door of the house was made of wood and was engraved with formations. Tang Jiao stood outside the door and called in, "Is there anyone inside? Tang Jiao, a disciple of the Tianling Sect in the Immortal Realm, came here to see my senior."

Sect Leader Gao said that it was a cave that was left over, so she still had to be polite, maybe there was a guard servant there.

No sound was heard, but the tightly closed door opened automatically, seeming to invite her in.

Tang Jiao stepped into the threshold and found that the large courtyard inside was not overgrown with weeds. Instead, it was very clean, as if someone had been cleaning it frequently.

As an immortal, she could see that this was due to the formation. With the formation, this place was as clean as ever.

Just when she was wondering where to go, a quiet and smiling voice came out leisurely: "It's actually a little baby."

Tang Jiao was startled and alert, holding the sword tightly in her hand: "Who are you?"

"I am just one of the twelve servants of the Creation God."

Tang Jiao looked stern and hurriedly knelt down and saluted respectfully: "Junior Tang Jiao pays homage to the Lord."

"What a god, it's just a touch of divine consciousness. Get up for now. Don't do any rituals. It's your fate to be able to come in."

"Thank you God."

Tang Jiao stood up and looked up to see a shadow standing in front of her.

He is neither tall nor short, rather thin, with white hair and white beard. His face is gentle and kind that cannot be described at a glance.

"I make three wishes. This is the cave left by the God of Creation. He has practiced here for tens of thousands of years. After he became immortal, he asked me to stay here and wait for you to come."

"Me." Pointing to herself, Tang Jiao was extremely surprised: "God, does he know that I'm coming?"

Sanyuan nodded and said with a smile: "The master said that the person who can come here must be the master of colorful wishes."

As soon as she finished speaking, colorful Ruyi floated in front of Tang Jiao's eyes, emitting gleaming light.

Tang Jiao's chest felt inexplicably hot: "I,, I am so virtuous and capable."

First it was the colorful wishful thinking, and then it was this cave. Tang Jiao didn't want to cry, but her eyes were filled with mist.

She was so moved at this moment that she couldn't describe her feelings in words.

Sanyuan smiled and said: "The master said that whoever possesses the Seven Colorful Ruyi can enter this cave, and if he passes the test, he can get everything here."

"test?"

"Exactly." Sanyuan nodded and looked at Tang Jiao with a smile: "The God of Creation has a hairpin carved from hibiscus flowers. If you find it, you will pass."

Before Tang Jiao could react, a vortex appeared again under her feet, and she suddenly fell into it.

She thought she would fall somewhere, but she didn't expect to be sitting in a tea stall the next second.

Looking down at the mottled and old tea table, and looking up at the bustling streets with people coming and going, she unexpectedly appeared in a city.

After finding the hairpin carved from fusang wood, Tang Jiao remembered what San Yuan had said.

She got up and looked around, and found that she was in a city. There was no clue. How could she find the hairpin.

Looking at the sky, Tang Jiao murmured to herself: "God, you must give me some clues."

She just said it casually, and no one would answer her.

At this time, the boss stepped forward and asked Tang Jiao with a smile on his face: "Does this girl want to drink tea or eat pasta?"

Tang Jiao asked him: "Boss, what kind of city is this?"

The boss chuckled and put the towel in his hand on his shoulders: "We are Zhicheng. Looking at the girl's clothes, it's her first time here. Is she here to spend time with us?"

Flower season, I heard it’s a festival like Chinese Valentine’s Day.

Tang Jiao nodded: "I heard that the flower season is very lively, so I came to join in the fun."

"That's right." The boss wiped the table and poured tea for her personally: "Our flower season is as lively as the New Year. There will be many wandering activities on this day, and some girls will come out to play. After the flower season every year, It will lead to many weddings. You can watch the fireworks show and the lantern festival at night, which is very lively.”

After hearing what he said, Tang Jiao understood. A polite smile appeared on her face: "Boss, bring me a pot of tea and tell me more interesting things about Zhicheng."

"it is good."

When business came to her, the boss was naturally happy. He served her good tea and sat across from her, telling her everything about Zhicheng.

Tang Jiao only sat there for two-quarters of an hour and knew a lot about Zhicheng's affairs.

After seeing and hearing what was going on, Tang Jiao stood up and left.

The streets were bustling with people living and working in peace and contentment, taking care of themselves. Tang Jiao was not anxious and strolled around slowly. She even entered a jewelry store specifically, but still could not find the hairpin made of hibiscus trees.

As soon as she walked out of the store, a child bumped into her leg, fell to the ground and screamed, Tang Jiao hurriedly helped him up.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

Only then did Tang Jiao see clearly that he was holding a piece of cloth in his hand, which was full of delicate purses.

The little boy shook his head and looked at Tang Jiao regardless of the pain on his body. He said with a flattering smile, "Sister, do you want a purse? My sister embroidered the purse herself. The pattern is exquisite and lifelike, and it also smells good."

Tang Jiao looked at him sweating profusely and his face was tanned. She felt compassion. She picked up a purse and handed a small piece of broken silver to him: "Sister, buy one, and I'll give you the extra money." ”

The boy's eyes lit up, he stuffed two more purses embroidered with albizia flowers into her hand, smiled brightly and said, "Sister, I'll give you one more, thank you, sister."

The child carefully put the money into his arms, ran away with a smile, and ran towards the tea stall not far away.