And when her eyes fell on Shen Yunxi, her expression was indeed shocked.
"Ling Ji is the goddess who protects this temple."
Jun Limo introduced Ling Ji to everyone, the woman who protects the King of Gu. When she reaches a certain age, she will always live in the Palace of the King of Gu and never leave again.
If the Holy Son cannot be awakened, Ling Ji's replacement will be his A Lan Yi.
Ling Ji looked away from Shen Yunxi's face and asked, "High Priest, who are they?"
Jun Limo said: "They are envoys from Beichen. This is His Highness the Crown Prince of Beichen. During his trip, he brought the missing descendant of the saint."
Ling Ji looked at Shen Yunxi and said, "Is she this girl? She looks very much like her."
Shen Yunxi asked curiously: "What does it look like?"
Ling Ji said: "There is a portrait of a saint hidden in the temple. The person in the painting looks very similar to you, girl."
Shen Yunxi touched her face and said, "You mean, I look like your saint?"
"yes."
Ling Ji said: "Although the portrait is old, it can still be distinguished."
Shen Yunxi didn't quite believe it, so she asked, "Can you let me have a look?"
Ling Ji nodded and invited them into King Gu's Palace. Then she took out the hidden portrait from her room.
Open it, and you will see a woman in white standing on a hillside full of flowers. A butterfly fell on her hand, just like a fairy descending from the earth.
Mu Yun'an leaned over and took a closer look at the person in the painting, and said in surprise: "She really looks like sister Yun Xi."
Shen Yunxi stared at the painting, as if he had traveled through time.
She saw flowers all over the mountains and plains, the woman standing among the flowers, and the man painting not far away.
He held the brush with his slender fingers and sketched on the paper. He occasionally raised his eyes and glanced over with a gentle smile.
This picture was extremely beautiful, but Shen Yunxi's heart seemed to be pinched by something, and the pain was severe.
She woke up from the illusion and saw a seal on the left side of the painting.
The name in red is so eye-catching.
Wu Xuan Ye.
This was painted by Wu Xuanye for Wen Qian.
Shen Yunxi's fingers gently brushed over the name on that seal.
Ling Ji looked at her, still a little in disbelief. How could there be such similar people in this world?
It is clear that the saint Wen Qian has been away for nearly a hundred years, and even her descendants cannot have the same appearance.
It was the first time for Jun Limo to see this painting. He asked, "Why haven't I seen this painting before?"
Ling Ji said: "This is something left by the saint Wen Qian. It has always been kept by the people who guard Gu Palace and has never been shown to anyone."
Jun Limo said: "This painting was painted by the Holy Son for the Holy Lady? Doesn't it mean that the Holy Son and the Holy Lady don't know each other?"
The Wu clan in southern Xinjiang possesses extraordinary spiritual power. In order to maintain this spiritual power, women with pure blood are needed to provide blood.
According to the rules of the clan, those who are chosen as the Holy Son and Holy Girl are not allowed to meet each other in this life.
Ling Ji said: "I don't know this either. No one knows what exactly happened back then."
Shen Yunxi couldn't wait to find out the truth of that year. She said to Jun Limo: "Take me to see the Holy Son."
Jun Limo nodded and said, "Follow me."
They followed Jun Limo and left the Gu Palace and came to the back mountain.
Mu Yun'an recognized this place and said, "Isn't this the hillside full of flowers in the painting?"
She looked around, and when her eyes fell under the tree not far away, a picture suddenly flashed before her eyes.
She saw Xiao Chengyi lying here covered in blood.
For a moment, she froze in place, her head hurting violently.