After wearing lotus essence

A very subtle feeling.

Rong Mu closed his eyes and floated in the air.

Everything in the outside world seems to have a thick layer of separation from him, the sound, the air, all the complicated things, all go away.

The white robe fluttered without wind, and the long hair at the back of his head hung down in the mist of nothingness.

This is Bi Jiangxue's inner space, Rong Mu only saw it once when he just came back from Hyundai, and he hasn't entered it since then.

Surrounded by purple fluid and white light spots, it seemed that someone pushed Rong Mu's body, causing him to frown slightly. After slowly waking up, he saw a pair of transparent little hands.

Rong Mu followed that hand and looked to the side, his lips parted slightly: "Who are you...?"

On that small hand was a round, fleshy face, but the chin was a bit small and sharp, just like the lucky boy.

"who are you?"

Rong Mu was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that he had woken up, and now he was inside Wang Lian, he sat up suddenly, the momentary movement made him a little dizzy.

"I am... the prince of the Nandai Kingdom, my name is Rong Mu, who are you, and why did you appear in my Bi Jiangxue?"

"Oh? Bi Jiangxue, it turns out that Wang Lian of this generation is called Bi Jiangxue!"

Rong Mu was startled, and looked at the little man floating in the air, and then slowly realized that the man was wearing a good white robe, the white robe was extremely familiar, and the double lotus flowers on it exploded one after another.

Rong Mu's eyes widened slowly, he looked towards the void in disbelief, and saw the villain raised his arms: "You are the prince of Nandai Kingdom, and so am I. I am a descendant of the fifth generation royal family of Nandai, and you are the first How many generations?"

Rong Mu blinked his eyes, counted with his fingers, and finally said with no confidence: "I should be... the tenth generation."

The villain let out a "ha": "Little junior, call me grandpa!"

Rong Mu: "..."

He sat up and looked around. When he first came here, he still believed in science and never carefully observed the inside of Wang Lian.

Not to mention seeing such a strange scene in front of him.

Rong Mu said with difficulty: "Zu—cough! Why are you in my lotus?"

The little man said: "Huh, my name is Rong Ling, I appeared in your lotus, it must be because you have formed a lotus heart, the heart of the flower monarch is connected, and a flower with a heart can play tricks. I am just one of them." I was recruited by you, there are elders above me, and juniors below me, your place is not bad, I can barely bear it if two people squeeze together."

Rong Mu: "..."

He looked at the little hair pill on the back of Rong Ling's head, and flicked it rebelliously, "...Grandfather, you are so cute."

Rong Ling stared: "Presumptuous!"

Rong Mu was still a little dizzy. Before he had a lotus heart, he couldn't see such a scene when he came in. This time, he stumbled into it by mistake——

He tentatively posed in a comfortable position, sitting cross-legged in the air: "Is all of this real... It can't be that I slept too much, I'm dreaming..."

Rong Ling walked a few steps with his hands behind his back: "You look good, how stupid you are, at such an age, you have read all the books in the muddy pond!"

Rong Mu was being criticized honestly. Logically speaking, he had never read the ancient books about Huajun in the Southern Dynasty. He heard from Brother Wang that those classics were all locked in the Huajun Palace. The generation of kings is forbidden to check it, he has never read it before, and now brother Wang will not give him a chance.

Rong Ling smacked his lips: "In so many years, isn't it the first time you have formed a lotus heart?! I haven't seen you before!"

Rong Mu said in shame: "Yeah, I'm such a good-for-nothing. When I was young, I had an accident, and the flowers were damaged and people died. Later, I came back by chance. To be honest, it's been 18 years. This is indeed the first time I have come out with lotus hearts... Trash!"

Rong Ling: "???"

Rong Ling said in amazement: "Flowers hurt and people die? Isn't that an early death! Wait, you can still be reborn again after an early death!"

Rong Mu always has a kind of embarrassment to the "elders": "It's a long story, because the big merchant next door, an emperor of this generation is very obsessed with me, and I don't know what to do, call me live again..."

Rong Ling: "..."

Rong Ling pursed his mouth.

Rong Mu felt bad, as expected, the next second, this "elder" who was only seven or eight years old burst into tears.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! In [-], the ten-mile lotus pond was in full bloom, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, all thanks to me, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”!”

Rong Mu's heart shuddered, and he reached out his hand rebelliously, hugging this grandfather who miraculously appeared in his space, patted his fleshy back, and said warmly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Rong Ling hiccupped and looked at Rong Mu with tears in his eyes: "If I grow up to your age, will I be as beautiful as you?"

Mr. Hua died young and stayed in childhood forever. Rong Mu took a deep breath: "You will definitely look better than me when you grow up. You will not be as good-looking without Mr. Lianhua. Our southern royal family is all outstanding!"

Only then did Rong Ling stop slowly, "...you can talk. The boys I met before could only bend down to worship me in self-denial and courtesy. It's rare to see such a lively Hua Jun like you."

Rong Mu pinched his little hair again: "Thank you for the compliment - but, after the lotus heart is formed, can all the Huajuns of the past be seen by this generation? Do the people in the royal family outside know about this?"

Rong Ling: "They don't know that the kings of the royal family are a group of their own, and they are easily unknown to outsiders. The secret scriptures are also written by the previous generation after they are sensible... However, the most powerful contemporary flower king I have ever seen can Gather three seniors at once, you little trash, why did you only recruit me?"

Rong Mu also grieved with a sad face: "Don't scold me, don't scold me, maybe because I'm too picky and salty, they don't even look down on me!"

Rong Ling: "What is the salted fish dish? Can it be eaten?" He smacked his lips as he spoke, "I was so hungry, I didn't even drink warm milk when I died."

On a June day, seeing that he had stopped crying at all, Rong Mu was quietly relieved. He hugged his "grandfather" and conscientiously told him about his Dafa of serving salted fish and water. The other party was taken aback for a moment.

"The Great Shang Emperor died for you?!"

"The king of Nandai revised Huajun's history for you?!"

"And the koi ate your leaves and became refined??"

"What! Even a monk can become a Buddha instantly by taking your petals!?"

Rong Ling looked at Rong Mu's eyes gradually deepened, and even got up and turned around in his flower space, as if he was looking for something, but turned around when he couldn't find it, and said, "Hiss—good Mumu, change the two for me." Come out a little lotus!"

Rong Mu was at a loss, but he still obediently obeyed. He even asked, "Do you only need two flowers?"

Rong Ling stared: "Then how many flowers can you get out?!"

Rong Mu coughed twice, tapped his fingertips in the air, and tapped a little more. He was too lazy to tap, so he waved his sleeves casually, bringing out a string of small spinning lotus flowers: "Look, is it enough? Isn't it enough?" I'll get some more—"

Rong Ling: "...!!!"

"You, you, you, what kind of freak are you! Mr. Hua, in your generation, shouldn't be mutated!"

Rong Mu scratched his hair and smiled stupidly.

Rong Ling put his hands behind his back in an old-fashioned manner: "No, it shouldn't be, how can you have such a powerful spiritual power, how can I be the only one coming out, at least there must be four or five people!"

Rong Mu sighed again: "I'm sorry, I'm a waste."

Rong Ling: "..."

He glanced at Rong Mu: "Could it be because it's the first time you have formed a lotus heart, and they haven't reacted yet?"

Rong Mu: "Perhaps?... But why are the big guys still here? It shouldn't have been—"

Rong Ling put his hands on his hips: "Ask me, who should I ask? I want to know too! It's such a miserable death, and if you don't let people enter the reincarnation, you will die sooner and be reborn sooner!"

Rong Mu thought for a while: "Maybe it's because the southern royal family collected your lotus hearts...?"

Rong Ling was surprised: "Is it the reason for collecting Lianxin? A kid who lived to fifteen years ago also said this, but I think Lianxin shouldn't die and blow up?"

Rong Mu: "No bombing, Brother Wang said, it seems that this is the only commemoration of the royal family, commemorating the contribution you made to the Nandai Kingdom—"

Rong Ling's eyes turned red, and when he raised his head, he could see the white back molars: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ! Father king! Mother queen! I don't want to be a flower king! I'm dead, Lian Xin You will be detained, and until today, you will not be able to reincarnate!"

Rong Mu was sad and funny, "Don't worry, if this matter prevents everyone from being reincarnated, I will talk to Brother Wang when I go back, and I will bury Lian Xin in the Southern King's Tomb with me, so that I will not be disturbed by the secular world."

Rong Ling sniffed his nose: "You, are you serious?"

Rong Mu hummed: "Really! Saving sentient beings is a great merit, everyone will be reborn in a very good place!"

Rong Lingxiao asked in a low voice: "Then will he die at, at the age of eight?"

Rong Mu shook his head: "Of course not! You will live a long life and see yourself at 80 years old!"

Rong Ling frowned: "80 years old, isn't that old and ugly - but it's better than eight years old!"

Rong Mu sighed: "Yes, it's better than an eight-year-old child."

As he spoke, he got up and groped around, he didn't feel the panic he just came in, but he didn't know how Brother Wang would help him deal with Shang Cizhou when he was outside...

"Grandpa Xiaoling."

Rong Ling puffed his cheeks and said, "Why?"

Rong Mu touched the surroundings: "Come in once, how long will it be sleeping outside?"

Rong Ling: "That's a good question. When I was six years old, I hibernated for a whole winter, and almost scared the doorkeeper to death."

Rong Mu: "!!!"

Rong Ling: "But that's because I'm a waste. The stronger my spiritual power is, the faster I will wake up. You can see that I died at the age of eight. I was also a waste back then."

Rong Mu: "I'm the trash, I only saw you."

"No, no, I am. Look, you've lived to the end! Once winter is over, you'll be nineteen! What a blessing, you've lived to double my age!"

The two competed for the title of waste for a long time, and sat on the spot staring at each other.

Rong Li said for a while: "Nan Daiguo... Is hematemesis still serious?"

Rong Mu nodded: "Seriously, but Brother Wang didn't ask me to take care of this matter, he said he wanted to end Hua Jun's tragedy."

Rong Ling was silent: "That's great, if it can be done, then members of my southern royal family will no longer need blood sacrifices, and everyone can live a long life."

Rong Mu looked at him, and there seemed to be twinkling stars in his eyes: "Although Brother Wang didn't ask me to intervene in this matter, I can't just sit idly by and let everyone do their best for the Nandai Kingdom. I can't be a real foodie." You little trash for fun... at least you have to settle things down before you lie down!"

Rong Ling propped his cheeks: "It's easy for you to say. Who in the history of Hua Jun didn't want to end the hematemesis? But in the end, they all died of exhaustion. Your spiritual power seems to be very strong. You can live to be 30 years old, but don't Kill yourself."

Rong Mu said stubbornly: "What is 30 years old, I want to continue to live, live to 40 years old and 50 years old, and die a hundred years old with the Great Shang Emperor... Grandpa Xiaoling, have you ever thought of a way to solve the problem of vomiting blood in the country? disease?"

Rong Ling rolled his eyes: "The Huajun people in the past dynasties can't get together, and they haven't discussed it. How can we solve it? Besides, everyone is dead now. If it weren't for you, Bi Jiangxue, as a medium, no one would be able to meet anyone. , you little bastard only recruited me, a little bum who didn't have it since I was eight years old, everyone should just lie down earlier!"

Rong Mu seized the loophole in his words, and hurriedly said: "You mean, you can solve this matter with Mr. Hua gathered together!"

Rong Ling said badly: "Who knows."

Rong Mu was silent for a while, then listened to Rong Ling and said: "Besides, don't forget that even if you make it all together, everyone is already dead, and you are the only one alive. Hematemesis Curse, can you continue to survive? Once Mr. Hua works hard, it will be the beginning of life exhaustion. You might as well stop tossing and live peacefully for decades. Come in and get together with me if you have nothing to do. Maybe you will survive After a long time, you can meet Hua Jun of any generation."

Rong Mu crossed his arms and pondered for a while, "But life is about tossing!"

Rong Ling snorted arrogantly: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes."

Rong Mu wanted to speak, but he felt the space around him shake. He stood up in shock, and saw the old god Rong Ling saying: "Little waste, why panic, this is a sign of awakening."

Rong Mu hurriedly made preparations, for fear that he would face the Shura field where the kings of the two countries would fight when he woke up.

He still didn't forget to hurriedly say to Rong Ling: "Next time I come in, can I still see you!"

Rong Ling waved his tender hand: "Once Mr. Hua is recruited, it will be regarded as a connection to the spiritual vein. If you want to see me, just call me Grandpa Xiao Ling, and call me a few more times. Grandpa is old and his ears are bad. "

Rong Mu: "...OK."

He watched Rong Ling melt into the space as a burst of green and white light, and the outside movement seemed to come in vaguely, like Brother Wang's voice.

"...Amu is resting. Let's talk about what you have to do later."

"Gu just take a look and won't wake him up."

Rong Li: "Ben Wang, the brother of the king, is here, don't you feel relieved? I just asked someone to move Bi Jiangxue to the side hall to accompany him, and didn't ask you to come in too."

Shang Cizhou refused to give an inch: "Tingzhi always likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps, and there is no charcoal fire here, so I don't feel at ease."

Rong Li took a deep breath, and was about to speak, when a pair of small white hands were pulled out from behind the layers of gauze curtains, and then Rong Mu's messy head.

"Brother Wang..."

Rong Li: "!"

Shang Cizhou looked inside over the figure of the King of Nandai, and saw Bi Jiangxue swaying without wind, and Rong Mu rubbing his eyes sleepily.

Rong Li ran back quickly, touched his warm palm, then smoothed his hair and said in a low voice, "Did you sleep well? Amu scared Brother Wang a little bit just now."

Rong Mu blinked his eyes: "I slept well, what time is it outside?"

Shang Cizhou walked over slowly and said: "It's night, I've been waiting for Tingzhi alone for more than two hours."

Rong Mu coughed twice guiltily, "Next time, move a bench and burn with charcoal fire, don't just stand around like a fool."

Shang Cizhou was silent, and said for a while, "Ting Zhi, are you still sleeping in Ting Zhi Que tonight? Gu has already spread the quilt."

Just as Rong Mu was about to speak, his brother Wang pushed his head back.

"Shang Cizhou, do you only see my younger brother in your eyes? This king is still standing here, not dead yet!"

Rong Mu was thinking about the adventure in Bi Jiangxue just now, and unconsciously said to Rong Li: "It's okay, Brother Wang, I will only kiss him once a day at most, and there will be no more, so don't worry!"

Shang Cizhou lowered his eyes slightly aggrieved.

Rong Li's face was filled with thunder.

"Since when have you guys kissed?? Isn't Shang Cizhou still pressing the quilt for you!"