Huaigu Pavilion on Jiangxin Island.

The vines dotted with heart-shaped green leaves climb the lush vegetation, climb up the green tiles covering the eaves, and wind all the way up to higher places. There are a few small goose-yellow flowers clustered among the vines, decorating the monotonous colors with a sense of spring.

Full of life and vitality.

The pavilion is covered with greenery, and the music inside the pavilion is as clear as flowing water.

The strings at your fingertips create ripples, spreading far and wide, like the spring breeze tickling the green leaves on the vines, causing them to tremble, just like the clear and brisk laughter of a child, which makes people love you and responds with a little bit of green.

The shimmering light playfully dances between the strings.

Suddenly a harsh piano sound sounded, the stream stopped flowing, the laughter stopped, and the green light went out.

The fingers that plucked the strings stopped, and the person playing the piano closed his eyes, and a gentle sigh escaped from the corner of his mouth, blending into the slightly cold mountain breeze.

The young man standing behind him presented the tray with Yunwu tea and handkerchief while the man in green shirt in front of him stood up.

The man in green shirt wiped it with a handkerchief first, then took the Yunwu tea and brought it to his lips to take a sip. He paused and said, "The entrance is sweet with astringency, and the aftertaste is bitter. Songfeng, today's tea..."

Songfeng raised his eyes and glanced at the frown of the man in blue shirt, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when he saw the man in blue shirt shook his head slightly: "That's all, it's not your fault."

"Master, just now the piano sound was clear and peaceful, but it suddenly stopped. What's wrong?" Songfeng asked.

The man in green shirt stared at the dense water vapor above the tea cup, just like the lingering clouds and mist at the end of the morning in the east. His voice also became erratic like the clouds: "There is no escape after all."

Songfeng looked at his master's calm and peaceful face for more than ten years, showing a hint of helplessness and sadness. His mind changed, and then he said with bright eyes: "Could it be that it's time for master to overcome the tribulation and ascend to the throne?"

Immortal?"

The man in green shirt couldn't help but laugh, put the tea cup back on the tray, and said: "How can it be so easy to become an immortal? The way of heaven is vague, the power of mortals is still weak, and the difficulty of climbing is beyond your imagination."

"Then why did master say 'can't escape' just now?" Songfeng asked puzzledly.

The man in green shirt walked up to the steps, looked at the crescent moon hiding behind the clouds in the deep blue night sky, and said, "I have a visitor coming, and I have to see him."

"Guest?" Songfeng was still confused, but it did not hinder his respect for his master. "What guest is so powerful? The master is the Wuchen Venerable who is famous in the Fengxu Kingdom. The Fengxu Kingdom wants to see the master, so why not

I need to inform you in advance, is there anyone with a higher and more noble status than the leader of the Fengxu Kingdom?"

The man in green shirt, Venerable Wuchen, smiled silently: "There are people outside the human world. Is there no other world outside the Fengxu Kingdom and the mortal world?"

Songfeng suddenly realized: "Is it possible that this guest is a demon?"

Venerable Wuchen shook his head slightly, and continued the broken melody with his well-jointed fingertips. As the sound of the piano flowed out again, he spoke words filled with hatred and boredom: "She is not a monster, she is a nightmare. Even if it lasts for thousands of years,

An inescapable nightmare.”

There was a chill in Songfeng's heart. He had never seen his master commenting on a person like this. Even the Lord of the Wind Beard Kingdom who often sent people to bother him, he just said greedy and had never been so disgusted.

However, someone who even Qingfeng Mingyue's master hates so much must not be a good person. Matsukaze couldn't help but feel the same hatred and asked: "With the help of Yayoi Lin, can't the mountain protective formation stop that guest?"

Venerable Wuchen, who usually doesn't like to be disturbed by others when playing the qin, set a precedent this time. While playing the qin absentmindedly, he said: "The mountain-protecting formation can block the body, but it cannot block fate."

There was a feeling of irritation in his heart, and even the sound of playing the lyre disturbed the palace merchant. He simply put away the lyre and told Songfeng: "Go and tell the girl who is recovering from her injury that from today on, do not leave Xiaoyue Xuan where she lives.

The reason is that the Lord of Fengxu Kingdom is about to land on Jiangxin Island." He glanced at Songfeng again and added, "You will stay in Xiaoyuexuan and take care of her."

"Master?!" Songfeng was very surprised. He had never received such an order from his master since he entered Jiangxin Island. But seeing the determination on his master's face, he could only clasp his fists and said, "Matsufeng obeys the order."

Venerable Wuchen looked at Songfeng's retreating back, as if he had seen himself back then, handsome and arrogant as a young man.

That boy back then eventually became a dusty memory in my heart, no longer vivid.

The moonlight obscured by clouds cannot illuminate the Huaigu Pavilion on Jiangxin Island, let alone the bottom of the lake vertically descending from Jiangxin Island.

In the dark bottom of the lake, a soft light propped up the long-lost brightness. Zhiying held a luminous pearl in his hand and headed upstream to the lake with the little Golden Crow.

After entering the hole dug by the formation, they entered the waters below Jiangxin Island. As soon as they stepped in, the protective barrier around them shattered, and large mouthfuls of lake water poured in through their noses and ears.

Zhi Ying was fine, but Little Golden Crow was unlucky. Although he was not a landlubber, he couldn't adapt for a while, causing the lake water to choke into his lungs. Fortunately, Zhi Ying gave him a water repellent pill in time, so he felt better.

After another upward thrust, there was a sound of water, and Zhi Ying and Little Golden Crow finally surfaced.

Little Golden Crow breathed in big mouthfuls of air until his lungs were relieved, and then he was able to think about the surrounding situation.

At this time, the crescent moon has begun to set in the west, the sky is dim, and there is a shadow in front of it, occasionally dotted with some warm yellow candlelight. It seems that there is someone's house, which must be Jiangxin Island.

He jumped up and landed on Jiangxin Island together with Zhi Ying. He had never felt that being down to earth was such a wonderful experience. He was used to flying high and felt at ease.

A gust of wind blew, and he couldn't help but get excited. He used a trick to dry the clothes on himself and Zhiying, and said in a low voice: "What kind of wind can make a god who is not afraid of cold and heat chill?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he understood that he mostly practiced fire spells, and water defeated fire. He first soaked in the water for a long time, and his spiritual energy was consumed in the Flame Spirit Extermination Formation. Now he was blown away with spiritual energy.

When the cold wind blows, even the body tempered by the sky thunder cannot withstand the successive devastation.

Zhiying took out a small jade bottle and handed it to him: "For water-repelling spiritual energy, take two pills."

Xiao Jinwu took it and swallowed it as she said. The lingering coldness in his body immediately dissipated, and he returned to his usual warm feeling, and his spirits improved a lot.

He held the jade bottle and asked her: "Why haven't I seen you making pills like this before?"

Zhiying rolled his eyes at him: "Idiot! What I cultivate is water spiritual power. I can't even collect it in time. What's the point of scattering it? Isn't it a waste!"

"So, you are practicing it especially for me?" Xiao Jinwu raised his eyebrows, his tone was brisk, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Chapter completed!