Cinderella: The Legend of Yunhua

The Fengdu Ice Field is located in the extreme north, close to the open sea, with harsh conditions and scarce resources. The monsters have no desire to compete for this bitter and cold place. It was a blessing in disguise, and it became the last piece of pure land in the world.

In recent years, more and more people have come here to practice seclusion than before.Since the war in Juling, the Eastern Region and the Northern Region have been basically harassed by monsters. Many small and medium sects have collapsed and scattered, and the disciples of the sects have scattered in all directions. The big sects are still struggling to resist the monsters and seek opportunities. .However, the heavens are not merciful, and the current situation is more inclined to the southern region.It's no wonder that the Huaxia Taoist sect has been in a corner for many years, has a high self-esteem, and blindly seeks the treasures of the immortal family, giving birth to greed and obsession. This is why they fell into the trap set by monsters, leading to the tragic situation of mourning and devastation.

When it comes to the cause, all disasters come from the evil desires in people's hearts.Evil desires obsess the mind and give birth to paranoia, which leads to chaotic nature and loss of law.

Disasters are caused by people, and those with a heart can see clearly.In the Taoist sects of China, those who are usually dormant and tired of the entanglement in the earthly world take this opportunity to come to this bitter and cold place to escape from the world, just to get a golden body, and once they are as good as the sky.

Mo Yunhua tossed and turned for many days, searching for fragments of the past along the way, and after half a month, he finally came to the igloo where he lived in when he was practicing penance.

Everything was the same, he opened the door and entered, and what he saw was a round wooden barrel, which seemed to be used for bathing.It's been a long time, and the wooden barrel is very old now. Mo Yunhua couldn't remember when he bought this thing for a while, and he saw a few withered vines discarded by the barrel, which must have been for someone to promote blood circulation. I was thinking about the use of the network, and when my thoughts were flying, the fire in the room was blazing, and I heard a "plop", someone went into the water, and some water splashed in front of Mo Yunhua.

Mo Yunhua avoided subconsciously, and then looked back, the water in the barrel was dense, and a faint and soft light was transpired by the flames. A naked man sat in the barrel with his back facing him, and his fair skin was covered with fine lines. The fine and dense scars formed a blood-stained bright red, as if injured by a strong wind.

Over the years, Mo Yunhua has long been used to going back and forth in illusions. Although he has never seen the real body of this child, he is already familiar with it.This time, seeing this son's whole body was wounded, even though his heart was clear and he knew that what he was seeing was nothing more than an illusion, he still couldn't stop feeling pity for it, his heart ached, he stepped forward in a daze, gently pulled up his sleeves, and melted a gleam in his hand With a warm light, he wanted to use a small nectar technique to erase the man's scars.

It's a pity that he forgot that he was in the phantom when he was in the deepest love. When the real yuan in his hand rushed to the barrel, the phantom was fleeting, and no matter how hard he waited, it would never reappear.

"How come...you are not allowed to see you...one side?" Mo Yunhua couldn't help but feel sad. On this road of seeking his heart, he has experienced loneliness, hardship and suffering, and walked alone for 12 years. Now Still half-knowledge and half-understand, still don't know where the heart goes?

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Since that night, he has never seen visions in the igloo again, and he can only rely on hard work to relieve the depression in his heart.

On this day, as usual, he went out to the open sea to practice penance. On the way, he saw three men teaming up to trap a woman in pink. Occasionally, there were fierce quarrels. In the meantime, he was accidentally hit by his opponent in one fell swoop and suffered some injuries.

Mo Yunhua never wanted to intervene in other people's grievances. He should have passed by, but there was a faint aura from the crowd in front of him. The aura was somewhat similar to the aura in the wooden hairpin he had worn with him for many years. He was quite surprised. Can't help but drop the cloud head to face the front.

The other side was fighting fiercely, and the three men on one side were originally disciples of the Yuxiaomen in the Western Regions. It was at the late stage of foundation establishment, and the demons in the Western Regions were in trouble. Coincidentally, he ran into an old enemy here, so he rushed forward and wanted to deal with the woman in pink to vent his hatred.

As Mo Yunhua approached, he felt that the faint breath came from the woman in pink. To find out, he raised the Zhishui sword and pulled out a sword flower. Shui rushed towards the three men.One of the men was weaker, and before he had time to dodge, he was instantly frozen and unable to move.

Those three people never thought that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway, and when they were in a panic, they looked sideways and looked at the person with a long and steady breath, so they knew that their cultivation was far above his senior brothers, but this place is next to the Qing Jing sect, Xuan With Danmen and other big sects, his three brothers and sisters had no one to rely on, so they would inevitably offend an expert, and their cultivation would be ruined, so they had to grit their teeth and hate it.

Mo Yunhua had no intention of embarrassing the three of them. Seeing the other party stop in time, he said in a solemn voice, "Now that there is chaos, do the three of you still want to do evil here? If you want to save a life, leave now!"

The other party was spared, snorted coldly, carried the junior brother who was frozen into an icicle, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

When the three left, the girl in pink leaned over to thank her, "My little girl, Chen Yan, a disciple of Qingjing Sect Lingji Peak, thank you for your help. I haven't asked the name of the senior, so I can come to thank you in the future." The girl in the pink shirt She was born bright and charming, with a smile and a frown that contained a soft and coquettish attitude that is rare for female nuns of the quiet school.

"Your faction and my faction have been watching and helping each other for thousands of years. Friends Daoist Chen don't need to take it to heart." Mo Yunhua gave a helping hand, his words were calm.He had no impression of the woman in front of him, and he had never seen it before in the Qing Jing sect, but the vague aura wafting from this woman tightly held his heartstrings.

Chen Yan never thought that when she happened to be in the same sect in the past, the seniors from the Shangqing sect would come to help her. Since she practiced so far, she has seen many heaven's favored sons in the two ways of immortals and demons. No one can compare with the predecessors in front of him.She was originally from the Yuxiao Clan, and she is not as arrogant as ordinary Taoist girls, but now that she is stared at by such a fairy-like figure, she can't help but feel ashamed, showing the mood of a little girl.

Mo Yunhua was unaware of Chen Yan's subtle changes, and he just felt the faint breath coming from Chen Yan's neck surround him like a whisper, rushing into his heart, connecting with his blood, and then Follow the ups and downs of the heart and play a song of emotion.Falling into this intimacy atmosphere, he involuntarily stretched out his hand to reach Chen Yan's neck as if dazed, and brought out a lanyard as slender as hair. A little silver glow is really beautiful.

Chen Yan didn't expect to be molested suddenly, she took a step back with a cold face, and said quickly, "Senior—please respect yourself!"

Mo Yunhuajing regained his senses with this cold drink, his outstretched hand still stopped in the air, his face was extremely uncomfortable, "Fellow Daoist Chen, forgive me for being rude first, it's just... the bead hanging on the neck of Fellow Daoist, May I have a look?"

"Senior, what do you want it for?" Chen Yan was quite on guard, covering her chest with her hands.

"I..." Mo Yunhua was so anxious that he didn't have time to find a reason, grabbed the ice bead abruptly, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

Heart, this is safe.

Yes.Yes.

It is this breath.

See Qingling in tenderness.

Be obedient and keep intimacy.

It is in harmony with the hairpin on his head, and it is self-contained.

During these 30 years, several desires made him confused and gave birth to demons.

"Senior! Please return the soul orb to this junior!" Chen Yan was quite annoyed, and threw a brocade belt at Mo Yunhua.

Immersed in this familiar and friendly atmosphere, Mo Yunhua completely forgot his usual etiquette. With a wave of his right hand, he broke the brocade belt and threw Chen Yan out of his body.

Chen Yan was not as good as Mo Yunhua, fell heavily to the ground, and said sharply, "Senior, you are so disrespectful! This junior thinks that you have helped me first, and respects you. I don't want you to rob this junior !Although this thing is not valuable, it is a gift from a benefactor of the younger generation, and I hope that the senior will remember that I have a good relationship with the Qing sect and the noble sect, and return this thing to me!"

"Benefactor?" Mo Yunhua woke up and asked, "Your benefactor is...who?"

Chen Yan said unhappily, "At this time, why do seniors care about this? What does it have to do with seniors?!"

Mo Yunhua held the soul orb tightly, "I am really offended... just because I was injured for some reason many years ago and lost my memory. For the past 37 years, I have been trapped in the mystery of the past. I just met Chen Daoyou The aura escaping from this bead seems to have some connection with me, so I am a little anxious... I hope that Fellow Daoist Chen will tell the truth and solve this mystery for me."

Mo Yunhua's words were sincere, his eyes were clear, and he didn't look like a prodigal son, so Chen Yan calmed down and said, "The beads in the hand of the senior are the soul beads that the junior has refined according to the secret method of the Yuxiaomen. What I smelled earlier was just the soul fragrance escaping from the soul orb, which was left by the benefactor of the younger generation."

"Soul fragrance?"

Chen Yan nodded, "The fragrance of the soul exists in the three souls and the seven souls. People in this world have different fragrances of the soul. I used to be from the Yuxiaomen of the Western Regions. The Yuxiaomen practiced the Amulet Art, and the fragrance of the soul Matched people are matched into a pair of dual-cultivation secret methods to improve their cultivation. I and my senior brother in my school were originally a pair of dual-cultivation partners. Later, because I fell in love with someone else, my senior brother was so angry that he killed the person I was in love with. The child in my womb, at the critical moment of life and death, was my benefactor who rescued me from the sea of ​​suffering and gave me some enlightenment. Only then did I have the opportunity to join the Qing Jing sect. I begged for the soul fragrance from my benefactor, and I have worn it on my body for many years. Just to pray for him, and ask seniors to pay back."

In this way, Mo Yunhua couldn't force it anymore, so he returned the soul orb and asked, "Your benefactor is..."

Recalling the benefactor, Chen Yan smiled and became more gentle, "The benefactor has never revealed his identity to me, and I have inquired many times, but I still don't know his whereabouts. I just borrowed the fragrance of the soul and prayed for him in front of Sanqing every day. .”

"Unknown identity?" Mo Yunhua said disappointedly, then took off the lotus wooden hairpin on the bun and brought it to Chen Yan, and asked, "Chen Daoyou, please check for me, have you ever seen your Your benefactor...have you ever worn this hairpin? This hairpin seems to be somehow related to your soul orb...I have carried it with me for many years, but I can't remember the owner of this hairpin..."

Chen Yan took the hairpin and looked it over carefully, then shook her head in denial, "Forgive me for being unable to help, the situation was critical that day, and this junior was not distracted to carefully observe these details."

"Then... where did you meet? Where did your benefactor... go? I can find it myself."

Chen Yan thought for a while, and said, "Senior, if you want to investigate carefully, you can go to a narrow secret cave thirty miles away from the outer gate of the Yulingmen in the Western Regions. My benefactor and I broke up in that secret cave that day. What happened later, the younger generation never knew."

"Thank you then." Mo Yunhua cupped his hands to express his thanks, and without any intention of procrastinating, he immediately went to Yulingmen.

The author has something to say: Well, today's second update

Try to finish it at the end of the month!