fairy dust

"Huh?" Ying Zhu was a little puzzled, and asked with a smile: "I have lived for so long, and everyone is afraid of my peony flower border. Unexpectedly, today, there is still a Taoist who is trying so hard to visit the flower border. I'm afraid she might get in, but never come out again!"

Ling Feiming entered the peony flower garden, but there was no trace of Nan Jingxuan's shadow. "Sure enough, it's an illusion created by Yingzhu." She held Chaofengdi tightly in her hands, looking around at the situation in Hua territory.

I saw that the flower garden was indeed as graceful and handsome as a fairyland, with strange appearances and strange appearances.The sky in the flower border is light rose, just like the sunset glow in the evening.The three streams of water in the sky are intertwined like the Milky Way, and the color of the water is so transparent and crystal clear.Ling Feiming stood under the Milky Way, only hearing the gurgling sound of the water, but not a drop of water dripping down.

The land of the flower border is composed of five petals, which looks like a blooming peony from a bird's eye view.Ling Feiming took a few steps slightly, and the grass under his feet was filled with shady trees and a forest of flowers. Every time he landed, a flower would grow to support the toes of the pedestrians. It really felt like he was in a fairyland.

Ling Feiming watched from a distance, but saw that the intersection of the three Tianhe rivers overlapped vertically with the flower center on the ground of the flower border, and a trickle flowed from the sky to the ground.She went closer and found a small altar at the center of the flower on the ground, on which was placed a transparent peony flower like red agate.The red trickle falling from the sky is infused on this peony flower.

Strange to say, Ling Feiming found that there was no drainage around the small altar, but after the continuous water of the Tianhe River fell on the agate peony, it disappeared without a trace.She tried to poke the agate peony with the phoenix flute, but the peony did not move at all.

So she carried some Dao Dharma on her fingertips, and used the light of Dao Dharma to block the water flowing down from the Tianhe River.Unexpectedly, with such a small movement, the originally red agate peony immediately faded into a transparent crystal, as if a violent earthquake was triggered, and the entire peony flower border also trembled and turbulent as the peony changed color.The originally warm pink sky instantly turned red like blood, and the blood-colored Tianhe water poured down like a torrential rain, and the ground under his feet shook and cracked.

Ling Feiming didn't want to be buried in an illusion before he figured out what the peony flower border was like.She quickly withdrew her hands and stopped the Taoism, letting the trickle of Tianhe water on the agate peonies again.Sure enough, the transparent crystal peony flower immediately turned back to the transparent red agate color like a living creature greedily sucking blood.The vibration of the peony flower border also stopped, and the moistened agate peony shone with full brilliance, restoring everything that had just collapsed in the entire peony flower border to its original state.

"As expected of an ancient flower demon, after all, he is a master of illusion." Ling Feiming smiled slightly as he saw that the part of his clothes that had been stained red by the water of the Milky Way just now was slowly disappearing.It turns out that the highest state of creating illusions is not to make people who enter the country unaware that what they see and feel is an illusion, but to let people who enter the country know that everything they see is an illusion, but they still can't help but take everything seriously.

If the clothes are dyed, how can it disappear easily?But now the clothes on Ling Feiming's body are as clean as ever, which shows that the blood-colored water of the Milky Way just poured on his body is just an illusion.Ling Feiming even wondered if the earthquake that shook the ground was also an illusion.But she didn't dare to take that risk, after all, the collapse that day was too real and frightening.

In this way, Ling Feiming decided not to move the connection between this weird peony and the blood-red Tianhe for the time being, because she tried her best to enter the vermilion peony flower border to fulfill Nan Qing's wish, and try to see if she could see it. To Nan Jingxuan who was imprisoned in it.At the same time, I came to find out what it was like in the flower environment, and see if there were any other victims besides Nan Jingxuan.

However, Ling Feiming originally thought that Yingzhu, a monster clan that relied on devouring human blood to enhance its demon power, would be full of ferocious and bloody illusions, so he was mentally prepared to be disgusted before entering.Unexpectedly, this peony flower border can be called a magnificent scenery, and it is true that there are no years and no moons as Yingzhu said, and there are no sunshine and stars in the pink sky, so the whole flower border can neither judge the time nor tell the direction .

Ling Feiming walked aimlessly through the five petal-shaped land, carefully inspected, and finally found a man sitting on the ground with his head bowed in the deep grass and lush flowers.The man held a piece of clothing tightly in his arms, like his robe.

"You are..." Ling Feiming greeted tentatively, and secretly lucked out his inner strength so that if the person had any abnormalities, he could respond in time.

But the man still sat on the ground after hearing Ling Feiming's call, without any response.Ling Feiming moved closer and asked again: "Excuse me, is your Excellency..."

"Nan Jingxuan."

A gentle male voice with vicissitudes suddenly sounded behind Ling Feiming, startling Ling Feiming.She hurriedly turned around and saw a man who was almost identical to the man sitting on the ground watching her.

"Hey, what's going on here?" Ling Feiming looked at the person in front of her, and then at the man sitting on the ground, although she knew that she was in a haunted environment, and she didn't need a reason to see any incredible things , but she was still confused by the appearance of two identical people in front of her.

The man saw Ling Feiming's doubts, and explained calmly: "I am Nan Jingxuan, and so is the one sitting on the ground. It's just that I died a long, long time ago. The body just sat there, day and night I don’t know how long I’ve been dead, and there’s only the last remnant of my soul, wandering around, not knowing where to go.”

"So you are the Qin Immortal Nan Jingxuan, I'm sorry." Ling Feiming was startled when he heard this, wondering whether he should believe what the man in front of him said.Seeing that this man is elegant and stable, his eyes are dazed but full of wisdom, so she intends to continue to listen to what he has to say before making a decision.

But Nan Jingxuan's soul didn't continue talking about himself, but instead asked Ling Feiming: "Who are you, and why did you fall into this place?"

Ling Feiming replied: "The younger generation is the Taoist of the Tianyuzong of Zilu Mountain in Xiling. Entrusted by an old friend, he came to look for someone."

After hearing this, Nan Jingxuan's soul was at a loss, and murmured: "Tian Yuzong? Taoist? I have never heard of it. You said you came to find someone, but who are you looking for? It's empty and lonely here. Creatures. There were none when I came, and after I came, you were the second person to come here."

"I don't know if Immortal Qin still remembers..." Ling Feiming hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Nanqing."

"Nan Qing!" Apparently this name was enough to shake the soul that had wandered for thousands of years. Nan Jingxuan's soul became a little restless. He stepped forward to grab Ling Feiming's arms, but he could only use Ling Feiming's arm was caught empty, so he asked even more eagerly: "How do you know Nanqing! Where is she now?! Is she okay?! Was she taken away by that witch?! Or... ..."

Nan Jingxuan asked a series of questions, and suddenly remembered the phrase "old friend" Ling Feiming said, and suddenly fell down.The female Taoist said that she was entrusted by an "old friend" to look for someone, but he, Nan Jingxuan, was the only one in the flower garden. Could it be that this female Taoist came to find him specially at Nan Qing's request.

But what does the word "old friend" mean?

Friends who have known each other for a long time are still dead...

Nan Jingxuan didn't dare to think about it anymore, he only knew that he had been imprisoned here for a long time, and he had even forgotten his life and death.But when he heard Nan Qing's name, he seemed to be rekindled the belief in survival, and realized the complex emotions that only human beings can have. Only the word "old friend" made him look forward to Ling Feiming's future. Answer, afraid to hear the answer you don't want to hear.

"This junior met Nan Qing by fate, and she asked me to find you." Ling Feiming paused and said, "She is no longer by the flower demon Yingzhu's side. Qin Xianren doesn't know, since she parted from you , the world has passed a thousand years."

"Thousands of years..." Nan Jingxuan's soul murmured, smiled bitterly, and asked again: "Is Nanqing okay?"

"She..." Ling Feiming subconsciously held down the flower that was carefully wrapped in his clothes, and said softly: "She is fine, but she is just going through a catastrophe. After this catastrophe, she will be able to recover." Reshape the lead, and shine again. So she asked the younger generation to say goodbye to you..." Ling Feiming wanted to say goodbye, but after thinking about it, he changed his words: "Thank you. She has always remembered your teachings for thousands of years , did not do evil. Oh, by the way, Nan Qing plays the piano very well."

"Well..." Nan Jingxuan's soul looked thoughtful, as if thinking of those quiet years when he lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests to teach Nanqing how to read and play the piano, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "That's good, that's good " As he spoke, he looked up at the crimson Tianhe in the pale pink sky, and sighed: "It's a pity that I can't leave here anymore. If you can go out, girl, and see Nanqing again, tell her that everyone in the world thinks that I am Nanqing." Jingxuan is proud of his qin music scores, but in fact, what I am most proud of in my life is having her as a daughter."

After hearing this, Ling Feiming solemnly promised, "Don't worry, Immortal Qin, I will pass on your words."

As if a concern had been settled, Nan Jingxuan's soul calmed down again.Pointing to his own body sitting on the ground, he said: "Just now I saw that you were holding a beautiful green bamboo flute in your hand. You must also be a lover of music. Ever since you were trapped here, there has been no loneliness for so long. , I made a score, but I have not been able to play it due to the lack of instruments, why don't you play this score for me, girl, and take it as an unfeeling request from me, an old senior."

Ling Feiming clasped his hands and said, "The Qin Immortal is very polite. It is an honor for the younger generation to be able to play the music of the Qin Immortal."

Nan Jingxuan's soul said: "The score is on that robe, you can go and see."

Ling Feiming stepped forward, took out the robe from the arms of Nan Jingxuan's corpse who was sitting on the ground, unfolded it, and found that the music score was covered with bloodstains by Nan Jingxuan.After thousands of years, the bloodstains have dried up and mottled, deeply staining the fibers of the robe.

Ling Feiming looked at the music score carefully, and slowly, a surprised smile appeared on her face. She turned her head and asked Nan Jingxuan's soul: "Younger is dull, senior, this, this is...?"

"Exactly." Nan Jingxuan's soul nodded and blinked slyly.

"Pfft." Ling Feiming couldn't help being amused by this thousand-year-old qin music master. She brought the bamboo flute to her lips, and played Nan Jingxuan's score melodiously.I saw that as the sound of the flute spread throughout the illusion, the peony flower realm gradually changed subtly.The pink sky seemed to have lost some of its color, and the gurgling water of the Milky Way seemed to slow down a lot.

Nan Jingxuan's soul looked at Ling Feiming with a smile, and praised: "The girl's flute sound is as good as Nan Qing's piano skills, no wonder you two are destined to be friends."

Ling Feiming couldn't stop playing, and only thanked Nan Jingxuan for his praise with her eyes, but she saw that Nan Jingxuan's soul was getting weaker and weaker, almost transparent enough that she could see the scenery behind him through Nan Jingxuan's soul .In this way, she was very surprised and wanted to stop and ask why.

Nan Jingxuan saw Ling Feiyan's thoughts, smiled and waved to Ling Feiming: "Don't worry, I'm just a trace of remnant soul, attached to the blood of the score. Now, you play it out, I The wish has been fulfilled, and it is time to disperse."

Ling Feiming listened, feeling sad in his heart, and knew that if he stopped playing at this moment, it would break Nan Jingxuan's heart.I had no choice but to suppress my grief and continue playing the bamboo flute.

"The opportunity has come, everything is just waiting for luck, goodbye, little friend Taoist." Nan Jingxuan said, before the words finished, his soul disappeared without a trace.

"Not Ming Ling Zun!!!"

"Sister!"

Ling Feiming heard someone calling in the sound of the flute, and that voice was the two people she was familiar with.

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