After the Spirit Master finished speaking, his black robes moved slightly, and his people had already walked out a long way away.
The mist in the peach blossom forest is filled with mist, and it is as misty as a fairyland. He is the fairy in this fairyland, and not even an inch of mortal dust can contaminate him.
Huang Beiyue also hurriedly followed him and asked behind him: "Master, you haven't told me yet, why don't you teach me? Although I was very reluctant to become your teacher at the beginning, but after so many years, I really feel that you are my teacher."
Master, I hope you teach me."
She said it very sincerely. She has never been an arrogant person. She still has full respect for the spiritual master who has become her teacher for a day.
"Do you think I don't teach you because you don't want to be my teacher?" Spirit Master didn't look back at her, but said lightly.
"Master has a reason!" Huang Beiyue said, "I need to know this reason!"
The footsteps of the spiritual master suddenly stopped, and a wisp of water mist floated between his eyebrows. The illusive and hazy beauty made people's hearts tremble.
He raised his head and waved his sleeves lightly, and countless pink petals fell from the tree one after another. In the rain of flowers, Huang Beiyue's hair and clothes were covered with petals, but there was not a single one on Lingzun's body.
contamination.
He said coldly: "Look at this flower, it will fall when it reaches its end. No matter how reluctant you are to let it go, the branches will never be able to keep it."
Huang Beiyue was slightly startled, looking at Ling Zun's face in the rain of falling flowers. Why was there a hint of sadness between those picturesque brows?
"I don't believe it, your end is right here!?" Huang Beiyue said excitedly, "This reason cannot convince me!"
"It's not my end, but my end for Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders." Compared to her excitement, Spirit Master was almost like a thousand-year-old iceberg. No matter whether the sky collapsed or the earth collapsed, his expression could not change even a little bit.
Huang Beiyue looked at him, waiting for the answer.
"After the Four Yuan Heaven, only the person who sheds his blood to recognize the Lord can enter. I can't enter."
As the Spirit Lord spoke, his cold eyes were like a pool of spring water that suddenly had thin ripples, and he said: "Beiyue, it's been five years, have you ever thought about leaving me?"
"I..." Huang Beiyue hesitated. In the past five years, in this isolated place, she had indeed thought about it many times, when could she go out?
His hesitation was already the best answer. The Spirit Master turned and left without saying anything else.
As soon as he left, the rain of falling flowers stopped, and the ground was covered with a layer of petals. Huang Beiyue couldn't bear to trample on it. After standing for a while, she slowly walked towards her cabin in the valley.
There was nothing in this valley when they came. She brought back pieces of wood and built the three huts by herself.
When it comes to this kind of survival ability, Lingzun is not as good as her. After all, she has received special training in the 21st century. As an excellent hands-on person, she has to know many fields, including architecture.
At that time, Ling Zun was even more senior than his senior peers and would not do anything, so she and the Ice Spirit Magic Bird were busy here and there.
When the house was built, he naturally chose the largest one and lived in it.
Now that I think about it, the experience of building a house can be considered a kind of experience.
Huang Beiyue entered the wooden house and took off all her clothes. Wearing only a thin layer of single clothes, she walked to the back of the wooden house. There was a hot spring pool here that she opened.
Soaking your body in the hot spring, warm water vapor fills the air.
