The Book on the Pillow: The Sea and Moonlight

It was risky for Donghua to use the Buddha Seal Wheel again.

The composition of the evil spirit in the enchantment is complex, which he already knew. He had already thought about using the technique of purifying the turbid breath together with the Buddha Seal Wheel, which can save the wraith. He could clearly see the pros and cons of the two phases. : Buddha bell flower rain can remove turbid breath, but it has little effect on the wraith's spell, but it is better in that it starts quickly, and the thought follows the heart, and it arrives in one shot; Spells have miraculous effects, because the function of transcendence can also prevent future troubles, but it consumes a lot of cultivation base, if the opponent keeps back tricks, there may be mistakes, so only the chains of links can complement each other.

It's just that when things came to an end, he suddenly remembered something. In the past, he used the Buddha Seal Wheel to activate it. Now that he lost his weapon, there were indeed many obstacles, so he had to temporarily change his thinking and use the previously condensed barrier as a medium , while strengthening the barrier while engraving the magic circle.

Under the cover of Buddha Bell Flower Rain, all the hard work was not in vain. This is probably due to the fact that there are not many people who have seen the Buddha Seal Wheel in this world. At least the Lord has not yet learned the technique of the Buddha Seal Wheel. Even more ignorant.In this way, it has an unexpected effect, and the only disadvantage is that it consumes more cultivation.

However, half of the worry about whether the enemy had left behind was removed when seeing the Wuyu generals of the Celestial Clan aggressively chasing the remnant soldiers, and the remaining half would fall on the lord.

Although some of their classmates used to ask for advice on any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, it didn't mean that they didn't know medical skills, it was just that the old Fenghuang studied a lot and had more experience in pulse medicine and medicine.

Therefore, even though Donghua only gave the lord a little pulse, he still knew it was a bit tricky.For all immortals, there is a lot involved when it comes to spiritual consciousness, because the spiritual consciousness contains the essence of immortals, and it is a thousand miles away to lose it, unlike the wounds on the body, no matter how terrible they are, it is only a matter of time before they heal .That's why he wants to use the technique of Buddha Seal Wheel at any cost, just to quickly solve the evil spirits in the enchantment.

The lord lost consciousness, and he also felt it. At that time, the overall situation was clear, and it was only waiting for the end. He didn't want to be distracted, and silently urged the magic in his hands to suppress the remaining evil spirits one by one, and he didn't stop until the clarity was restored in the enchantment.

With many years of experience in leading troops and fighting, Donghua hardly had to think about what to do at this time: Although opening the barrier was important, it was also crucial to track down the remnants of the ghost and demon clans, and they had to go hand in hand.

Originally, before Mo Yuan Zheyan arrived, it would be most appropriate to hand it over to Bai Zhi, but this person somehow clung to the lord, seeing that he withdrew his spell and turned around, he immediately called him to a stop nervously: "Immortal Wenchang , come and see!"

This must be a rush to the doctor.Baizhi is not familiar with "Wenchang", he is generally calm and calm, even if he gained trust after seeing the magical powers that defeated the enemy just now, it is not likely to be so.

Bai Zhi's face was serious, and he said anxiously: "Is his pulse too disordered?"

Seeing this, Donghua stepped forward, and flicked his fingers across his wrist, he was also taken aback. The pulse condition was indeed different from Shicai's.

As if responding to this sentence, the slightly frowning brows of the man with his eyes closed became even deeper, and he struggled impatiently in a coma.Beads of sweat condensed on the sideburns, and the color of the jade-white face quickly faded, and there were one or two indistinct murmurs from between the lips and teeth.

Donghua saw that his body was tense, his consciousness was not clear, and there was a faint brilliance flashing in the courtyard, and he reckoned that it was still caused by the loss of spiritual consciousness.Originally, he was going to meet with Zheyan before going to see a doctor, but the current situation judged that he couldn't wait so long, which should be the reason why Bai Zhi was nervous.

Thinking of this, Donghua entrusted Bai Zhi to open the barrier and get rid of the remaining evils, and told him to contact Mo Yuan and Zheyan as soon as possible, and take the lord to a secluded place to open the barrier, separate the primordial spirit and penetrate into his spirit. knowledge.

After all, they are of the same origin. Before Zheyan came, his cultivation was more effective than other medicines. Besides, he also wanted to know what was blocking it.

The lord's sea of ​​consciousness is indeed a bit chaotic, Donghua's Priest Yuan fell into a fog when he entered it.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, there is the sound of water, splash, splash, the regular ups and downs are soft and quiet, as if the cradle of life is pregnant, making people in it unconsciously let go of their guards.

There were a few birdsongs in the distance, and a deep pool emerged from the layers of mist. The silver mirror-like water surface was blown by the breeze with shallow ripples, and a faint light came from the bottom of the water. Hidden in mist.

After an unknown period of time, the dim light in the center of the pool seemed to be obscured by something, shaking uncomfortably, a few strands of silver fell to the surface of the water, followed by a figure breaking through the water, and slowly rising up from the water.

It was a handsome young boy, just at the age of straight and tall, his fair face lost the delicacy that only belonged to children, and gradually revealed a tall and clear outline.It's just that a pair of eyes that are still full of fresh water vapor are cold, and the pupils that are as clear as icy souls reflect the pool water without any fluctuations, and the jagged and mottled scars on his body make him look a bit sharper and colder. Inadvertently distanced himself from people, not getting close.

The young boy quietly wringed off the water from his hair. The scars on his chest and abdomen were deep and still oozing blood, but he seemed completely unconscious. After wiping it with his hands, he took the white clothes hanging on the branches and put them on. .

A plump blue bird landed on his shoulder, bouncing and placing a bright red fairy fruit in its mouth on the palm of his hand, its pointed beak arched against the fruit, and its small mouth chirped: "Donghua Donghua You wake up! I picked a fruit for you, taste it! Yesterday you beat up those stinky bears and ugly big bugs too much. I just went to see them, and they are still lying down with bruises and swollen faces. ! Haha, deserve it!”

It spread out its short wings and waved a few times, as if reminiscing about the fierceness of yesterday's battle, its little paws took two steps between his palms, perhaps because its body was too round, and it seemed to be wobbly and cute.The little boy looked at its furry back and its fluttering tail feathers from time to time, and his lips relaxed slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

The blue bird flew back to his shoulder as if thinking of something, rubbed against his cheeks, and patted the top of his hair with its sharp wings: "Don't take the nonsense they said yesterday to heart, what 'Sky Demon Lone Star'! I Bah, I can't peck them to death!" It shook its belly majestically, "Do you understand what is called 'gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth'? I don't know anything! Hehe, sir, I just added some ingredients to their medicine to tell them to grow up well. Long eyes!"

"You little one, why pretend to be a master!" The young boy's long eyelashes drooped to hide the loneliness in his eyes, and he gently pinched the fat wingtips of this familiar blue bird, with a smile in his clear voice.

"Why not! Uncle, although I can't change form, I'm already an adult, and you are obviously the little one!" The chubby bird stared at Doudou's eyes in disbelief, "Stop talking, I will always cover you! If anyone bullies you, sir, I will vent my anger on you!"

It flapped its wings twice and stood on the boy's wet hair, put its round belly on top of its head, patted his forehead and said, "Come on, uncle will take you to find something to eat first!"

The little boy thought it was funny, he didn't feel much weight on his head, but the fluffy fluff fluctuated slightly with his breathing, making him feel like a chicken under the protection of a mother hen, but a little warm.

"...It's not eating bugs!" He walked steadily, teasing lightly.

The chubby "uncle" jumped up immediately, while carefully wiping away the saliva that couldn't be stopped because of the thought of bugs, while trying his best to express his position of thinking about the other party.

The crisp birdsong was mixed with the boy's occasional response, and he went away in the forest filled with white mist.

The soft sound of water lapping against the shore silently stared at the silent woods.

I don't know how long it has passed, the long-to-shallow pool water and lush trees seem to have faded, stained with thick depression.

The boy in white knelt under the tree, holding a blue bird with messy feathers in his hand.The boy was still the same boy, except for the newly added hole in the white clothes and the unconcealed sadness in his expression; the blue bird was still the same blue bird, but anyone could see that it was an old bird on the verge of death.

"Donghua... I won't be able to take you out to be majestic from now on, sir... You can only find food yourself..." The blue bird, which was no longer plump, didn't jump up and down this time. Thin wings touched his frowned brows, "Don't listen to their nonsense, I just lived a long time, not because of you... If I had known that I should have cultivated hard, maybe I could have spent more time with you Son……"

The little hair ball gradually became silent, and there was no more ups and downs under the fluffy hair on the chest. It just broke into here suddenly, and disappeared without any preparation.

The boy was more reticent than usual, he stared at the hairball on his palm without saying a word, and didn't move for a long time, before gently closing his palms together, wrapping the extra moisture into his palms.

When the thin sun receded from the forest, there was no figure of the boy under the tree.There is a small bulge on the land on the bank not far from the pool, and three bright red fairy fruits are placed in the thick grass on the bulge.

The whimpering wind blew through the fields and forests, and the hurried background was lightened a little bit, and gradually became a little brighter.

The vast world of blue sea and green spirit is no longer gray and white, with blue sky and clear water, green pines and verdant cypresses, and flowers of various colors dotted in the wilderness.Ever since the boy repelled the birds, beasts and ghosts that came to disturb him frequently, the landscape here has finally improved after recuperating, and he has taken a small step towards the direction of the blessed land and cave.

The boy closed his eyes and lay in a patch of grass, not sure if he was resting or dozing off.He grew up a bit, the lines on his face became deeper, his handsome eyebrows stood out against his jade-like complexion, and his tightly pursed lips and sharp-edged jaw revealed a sternness that should not be approached by strangers.

Not far from his pillowed head was a cluster of bright phoenix feather flowers. The exquisite corolla was adorned on thin flower stems, and it looked light and vivid with the wind.

The sun was warm and the breeze was intoxicating. The young man comfortably turned his body to one side to avoid the direct sunlight.Now he was closer to the clump of phoenix feather flowers, the long petals were hanging down, almost reaching the silvery hair on the green grass.

Without the disturbance of other sounds, it is extraordinarily quiet here.The mottled tree shadow fell on the young man's face, and the long hair hung over his neck to his chest. With his evenly breathing, the silver halo flowed on the hair, as if it was not reflecting the brilliance of the Golden Crow, but his own. Shining.

There was a slight rustling sound in the ear, the young man's thick eyelashes moved, and the sound stopped suddenly, and it was only after a while that it sounded again.

The slender rhizome stretched out stealthily, and carefully walked around the boy's cheek, the front end was rolled into a small groove, a little juice was stored in the groove, tremblingly, it came to his lips.

"Why are you here again?" The young man's casual tone interrupted Andu Chen Cang's actions. He raised his eyelids slightly, and his cold eyes swept over. Feeling ashamed that the matter had been revealed, she suddenly shrank back under the phoenix feather flowers, and the gorgeous and ostentatious corolla curled up slightly, and slowly turned in one direction.

"I haven't said you yet, I'm hiding myself!" The young man sat up and reached out to touch the curled petals of Phoenix Feather Flower, with a slight smile in his eyes, the soft light in his eyes was like a shining galaxy.

It's a pity that this scene only lasted for a moment, he didn't know what to think of and suddenly froze, retracted his hand little by little, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

When he got up to leave, the boy had already returned to his indifferent and solemn appearance, his white clothes were quietly swaying, and although he was handsome, he told the distance silently.

The long rhizome reached out again, wrapped around his ankle and tugged lightly.His eyes moved slightly, and finally he raised his sleeve and flicked it, and said lightly, "Don't do this next time, it's boring."

Feng Yuhua behind her seemed to understand, and slowly withdrew the protruding rhizome, shrinking into a ball even more dispiritedly.If flowers can also show their faces, it will probably be a beautiful face that is about to cry.

Several times since then, the boy went back and forth in the vast mountains, always surrounded by a thriving phoenix feather flower.

When he was fighting with people, it raised its petals and showed its red call to arms; when he was injured and rested, it carefully stretched out its branches and leaves, caressing his slightly hot forehead; To meet the first ray of dawn and look forward to his return.

He is still so indifferent and alienated, he will not take the initiative to stop, nor will he accommodate the branches it secretly stretches out, and sometimes even take half a step back to avoid the intimacy that it cannot hide, except that his eyes will unconsciously look at him. In a certain corner, staring at the fervently blooming phoenix feather flowers.

This is enough, the young man sighed softly in his heart, if there is so-called ominous fate, let him bear it alone, and the cup of shimmering juice called indulging from the rhizome of Phoenix Feather Flower should be well hidden In the delicate and soft heart of the flower, it is gorgeous with life.

The young man thought that countless times in the future would be like the past, with order bred in chaos and warmth hidden in loneliness.He has nothing else to worry about in this world, the time is like water, the years are like a song, maybe it's okay.

Until a fire broke the calm.

The young man spent a lot of energy cleaning up the environment around Bihai Cangling. The reason why the vegetation and creatures here can grow peacefully now is due to his ruthless style of being ruthless to himself, and he will never back down even if he is scarred. The ruthlessness makes those who only want to bully and bully children to get more benefits afraid, and dare not provoke them easily.

But the young man is still young, and he is unable to form an enchantment that can cover the entire Bihai Cangling. Therefore, when the name of Bihai Cangling spread to more people's ears, this place became more and more popular. A sweet pastry that people covet.

While the young man was out, a group of resentful subordinates and defeated generals entangled a group of admirers with ulterior motives, broke into the blue sea and plundered Cangling wantonly, destroying the Lingquan and bringing down the ancient trees was not enough, even the flowers and plants of all colors in the mountains and plains were also destroyed. Don't let go.If you can't take it away, you will destroy it. The ferocious tongue of fire licks the thin bodies of flowers and plants. The sea of ​​five-color flowers that once swayed softly in the breeze instantly turns into scorched earth. The whispers fell silent.

When the boy came anxiously with an ominous premonition, what he saw was the black smoke billowing and the devastated blue sea Cangling.The huge anger turned into a monstrous hostility, and before the culprits could escape, they were riddled with holes by the hostility, their eyes widened and terrified, and they fell into the scorched earth, and were melted together with the blood stains by the unwelcome In the bitter purple light.

The purple streamer rippling over the blue sea Cangling for three days and three nights.The young man exhausted his cultivation and finally formed an enchantment for the first time that could accommodate the entire blue sea and Cangling. Unfortunately, under the purple sky, there was no longer a cluster of phoenix feather flowers accompanying him without words.

Is it because of you, or because of you!

Such a voice would always sound unexpectedly when he was staring at the distant sky in a daze.

Time flies, and the boy who walks alone in the mountains is about to grow into a tall and capable young man, with the beauty of the wind and the moon, and the chilling sharpness between his brows.Those who approached him stammered the words between their lips, either they were shocked by the calm eyes, or they were swallowed back by the calm indifference.

He will no longer easily reveal the lingering and melancholy in his heart, and he keeps a distance from everyone, as if he can avoid the bad luck that does not know when it will come.

The young man stood on a boulder, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds and pines, lingering clouds and mist.

Holding a simple sword in his palm, it was a magical weapon that he had spent seven to forty-nine days forging. The wide and thick blade concealed a sharp edge, and it caused shocks in all directions as soon as it came into the world.

He didn't like the thicker and thicker fog lingering around him, and wanted to use it to break through the barriers.The sword wind swept across, and the mist was like a sticky liquid, splitting and closing suddenly, only he was still left in place.

Something flashed past under his field of vision, and he looked vigilantly, thinking that he would catch the culprit hidden in the mist—this was conceivable, and he was never at ease when he had a relationship with him.

But this time he felt that he had guessed wrong, all he could see was a tail dangling in front of his eyes!

The fluffy and soft tail stretched out from nowhere, with extremely smooth fur at first glance, extending from the root all the way, bulging out a round arc near the tip, and quickly gathered into a nimble and beautiful tail tip.

The tail flicked leisurely in the mist, and flicked again, as if beckoning people to follow.

The boy stared blankly at the extra tail out of thin air. He tried his best to look forward, but he couldn't tell where the main body connected to the tail was.

Reason told him that this might be a trap, and the most cunning spirits often confuse people with the most harmless gestures.But this tail is really sticky, it will wrap around his feet flexibly, the soft hair rubs against the skin, the warm touch is very pleasant, he doesn't even feel disgusted.The young man vaguely recalled a similar scene a long time ago, smaller, more flexible, and gentler.The beeping sound came from outside the mist, and together with the tail urged the young man to move forward, he took a step without knowing why.

He stopped and walked, but the "turning point" he thought of hadn't come, and the sword in his hand didn't need to drink blood for the time being, which made the young man faintly relieved.

Its wagging tail walks through the mist leisurely and contentedly, and its chirping from time to time is more like a cheerful humming, as if the next moment, its lively paws and jumping body will break through the clouds and mist to reveal its true face.

The young man followed behind, his heart beating a little faster, he was looking forward to something, but also afraid of something, a crack finally opened on his cold face.He asked restrainedly, "Who are you?"