[Xiangmi] Burning Heart Tribulation

Early the next morning, Ling Zhao was woken up by Sang Zhi, and after cleaning up, he went to meet the Holy Mother of Lishan.After listening to the master's instructions, Ling Zhao came out, said goodbye to all the fairies, left the barrier, and flew into the sky.

On the way to Shangqingtian, Lingzhao slowed down a little when passing the heavenly realm.In the past ten thousand years, although she has been to Shangqingtian many times, she has never stopped in the middle, and has never been to the heaven.This time she went to Shangqingtian alone, and when she saw this heaven, she thought about whether she should go to play around.

While Lingzhao was hesitating, a white light flashed from below, dazzled her eyes.She lowered her head and took a closer look, and found that deep in the clouds and mist, there was a place shimmering with white light.She was thinking about going to the heaven to play, and when she saw this scene, she went to the shining place curiously.

After a while, Lingzhao arrived at the shining place, and found that there was a pool in this place, and there was a dragon coiled in the pool, and the wave of light was the shining light of the dragon scale.

The dragon was white all over, and looked extremely good-looking, Lingzhao couldn't help sighing, "What a beautiful dragon."

Bai Long seemed to be awakened by these words, his eyes trembled, but he didn't open them.

Lingzhao didn't notice this, so she went to the pool and knelt down, splashing the water in the pool, and muttered to herself, "Father God said, this dragon, phoenix, and turtle are born from the same body as him. The ancient prehistoric, in this way, is also related to me. However, this is the first time I have seen a dragon, and I did not expect it to be so beautiful, much more beautiful than God the Father."

While muttering like this, she suddenly thought of something, waved her right hand, and turned into a pen and paper.She took the pen and paper to the stone by the pool, sat down against the stone, and drew a portrait of the white dragon in the pool.

"Go back and show Father God. I saw a dragon." Ling Zhao said, drawing very seriously, for fear that his painting would not be good and spoil the beautiful scenery in front of him.

While she was painting, Bai Long quietly opened his eyes, watching her bowing her head and drawing meticulously, she couldn't help but be fascinated by it, until Ling Zhao raised his head to observe again, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After an unknown number of hours, Ling Zhao finally added the last touch to the painting, completing the whole painting.She put down the pen, raised her hand and hammered her stiff shoulders and waist due to sitting for a long time, and then held the painting in front of her eyes.

Lingzhao has been good at ink painting since he was a child, and this time he painted seriously. Although only black and white, the white dragon in the painting is lifelike. If he hadn't closed his eyes, it really makes people feel that the dragon is about to rush off the paper. Out.

The painter was also very satisfied with his work, Ling Zhao nodded with a smile, put the painting away carefully, and then looked at Bailong.

This white dragon really looks good no matter how you look at it.

Thinking of this, she yawned involuntarily, and slowly lay down on the stone.Painting requires concentration, which can easily make people feel tired. After relaxing, she felt a little sleepy and closed her eyes involuntarily.

The white dragon in the pool opened his eyes, approached Ling Zhao a little, and after confirming that she was fast asleep, he jumped up from the pool, and after a flash of white light, he turned into a young man in white and landed on the edge of the pool.He approached Lingzhao, and saw that she had icy muscles and bones, and she looked good, but she was not the fairy he had seen before.

Probably some newly promoted fairy got lost in this huge heavenly palace, and came here?

The young man in white raised his hand, and a white cloak appeared on his arm. He approached Ling Zhao and gently covered her.After finishing this, he took two steps back a little, and looked carefully at Lingzhao's sleeping face again, and suddenly remembered the way she looked at him, as if looking at some rare treasure, so he couldn't help but smiled.

He wanted to stay for a while, but it was already night, and he needed to be on duty.Besides, although this place is remote, it is in the heaven after all, and there are heavenly soldiers patrolling nearby, so there is no danger.

Thinking in this way, the young man in white left the pool, explained a few words to the heavenly soldiers patrolling nearby, told people not to approach the pool, and then left.

Not long after the young man in white left, Ling Zhao woke up, and was a little disappointed to see that the white dragon in the pool was no longer there.She stood up and brushed off the dust, put her cloak on the stone, took one last look at the pool of water, and left.

Heaven is not far from Shangqingtian, and it didn't take long to arrive at Doumu Yuanjun's mansion.Doumu Yuanjun was happy and quiet, there were no fairies in the mansion, Ling Zhao went in directly and found Doumu Yuanjun in the inner room.

She went straight to the futon, knelt down and saluted, and said respectfully: "Ling Zhao pays homage to Master Uncle."

Doumu Yuanjun opened his eyes, looked at Ling Zhao, smiled slightly and said, "Get up."

Ling Zhao straightened up, thanked him, stood up, and looked at Doumu Yuanjun.

"Are you here this time for the sake of calamity?" Doumu Yuanjun asked.

"Exactly." Lingzhao replied, "Master sensed that the disciple's disaster was approaching when he left the customs, so he sent the disciple to find Master Uncle Zun, and ask Master Uncle to give some pointers."

Doumu Yuanjun looked at Ling Zhao carefully, and asked, "Do you still remember why you failed to cross the tribulation 900 years ago?"

Ling Zhao shook his head and replied: "I don't know, the master told the disciple that because of the failure of the calamity, the disciple lost his memory as a mortal and fell asleep for 100 years before waking up. Does the master know the reason?" ?”

"900 years ago when you turned into a mortal, you were injured by a monster halfway. Not only did you lose your life, but you also lost a precious thing. The reason for your catastrophe is this precious thing. Only by finding this precious thing , to resolve this catastrophe." Doumu Yuanzun explained.

"I also ask Master Uncle to give you some pointers, what is this precious thing?" Ling Zhao raised his hands and bowed again.

However, Doumu Yuanjun did not answer this question, she just waved her hand, and a round bronze mirror appeared in her hand.She raised her hand and handed the bronze mirror to Lingzhao, saying, "This Qiankun mirror can find everything in the world. If you think about what you are looking for, it will guide you."

After Lingzhao thanked, he took the Qiankun Mirror with both hands, and was about to ask something more, but Doumu Yuanjun stopped her.

"The mirror of heaven and earth will guide you. Now that the opportunity has not come, it is useless to talk more." She said.

"I will follow the guidance of the Qiankun Mirror, thank you Master Uncle." Ling Zhao said, kneeling on the futon again, bowing his head and saluting.

"You have to remember that catastrophes come from the destiny, and you can't force it before the time comes. Only by obeying the destiny can you save yourself from danger." After Doumu Yuanjun finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Ling Zhao saluted again to thank him, and then left Shangqingtian, preparing to go back to Mount Li.When passing Jiuchongtian, she came to the pond where Bailong was seen again, but Bailong was still not here.

Standing by the pool, she took out the painting she had drawn before, and admired it proudly in front of her eyes. She felt that it would be a pity if such a painting was not shown to the person in the painting.

However, she hurried back to Mount Li, and couldn't stay here for too long, and the white dragon didn't know when it would come again, so if she had been waiting by the pool, it was not a solution.After thinking for a while, she placed the painting next to the stone, attached another piece of paper, and wrote a message.

After finishing everything, she set up a small enchantment on the painting to ensure that the painting can reach the person in the painting smoothly, and then left.