Above the sky, Feng Chuixue's beautiful eyes suddenly glanced back, looking in the direction they had just left the Suzaku Sect.
"Why...it seems like someone is looking at me?"
Feng Chuixue Liu frowned slightly, this feeling of being spied on made her very uncomfortable.
"Are they those two elders?"
Feng Chuixue shook his head and immediately rejected his idea. The two elders of the Wandering Spirit Realm really didn't seem to have that kind of ability.
"Hmph, people who hide their heads and show their tails, this Suzaku Sect is really hard to get a good impression of. I really don't know why Master is willing to do this!"
Feng Chui Xue still couldn't figure it out.
"Is it because it has something to do with what Master told me?"
Feng Chuixue suddenly thought of what her master had told her before she left, and unconsciously accelerated her flying speed. And the direction she was flying to was the back mountain to the west of the Suzaku Sect!
At the end of the back mountain, there is still a bottomless cliff, but the wind and snow are still calm. I jumped from the top of the mountain and slowly fell to the bottom of the cliff like a snowflake.
There are lush flowers and plants at the bottom of the cliff, and a clear stream flows through the middle. Occasionally, three or two rabbits jump across. People can't help but wonder, is this the bottom of the cliff? Instead, it is more like a garden.
"Um?"
Feng Chuixue bent down and picked an orange flower that exuded a faint brilliance at her feet.
"The leaf stems are slender, and there are two peanuts... Isn't this the Mandala Heart Flower that is only found in Baihua Valley?"
Feng Chuixue was surprised. Baihua Valley is famous for its flowers in the Western Regions. Datura Heart Flower is the first of all flowers in Baihua Valley. Apart from Baihua Valley, no other place is suitable for the growth of Datura Heart Flower.
Moreover, the price of a Mandala Heart Flower is extremely expensive. People buy it as a token of love between lovers. The flower of the Mandala Heart Flower has only two petals, but after being picked, it can be preserved for more than ten years even if it is kept away from the soil.
Not withered.
So its flower language is: eternal love.
Feng Chuixue looked along the soles of her feet, and her beautiful eyes gradually enlarged.
Countless mandala flowers spread far away along the soles of her feet. The breeze blew by, setting off a wave of orange. Occasionally, orange petals swept through the windblown hair, and the whole world seemed to be covered in orange.
The light shrouded it, hazy and beautiful.
"Um?"
A big red flower caught Feng Chuixue's eyes. This red flower was more than twice the size of an ordinary flower. The bright red color was extremely eye-catching. There was also a faint red light overflowing from the center of the flower.
Feng Chuixue took a closer look and found that the red flower would fade and bloom every half an hour.
As long as the outermost petals wither quietly, fresh petals will soon grow in the center of the flower.
The outer layer of petals has gone with the wind.
From the look and feel, it looks like a flower that has come alive.
"A Thousand Turns of Hearts..."
Feng Chuixue said the name of the flower blankly.
The flower is as its name suggests. The process of withering and blooming of the Thousand Turns of Red Heart is very short-lived, but the red light in the heart seems to provide this flower with endless energy.
Therefore, this flower will go through thousands of cycles of withering and blooming before it withers away completely.
And this flower also symbolizes faithful love and lasting splendor.
This flower is also hard to find and is listed as one of the top ten beauties in Tianxuan Continent.
The more Fengchuixue looked at it, the more frightened she became. Countless rare and exotic flowers were gathered together at the bottom of this small cliff. It was hard to imagine what a valuable asset this would be.
Ordinary people would take one of the flowers and sell it, which would probably be enough to live on for most of their lives.
"Is this all your work...Master?"
There is probably only one person in the world who can do this, the Emperor of Heaven.
Surrounded by Fengchuixue, who is known as the "snow beauty", I can't help but feel excited when I see this scene. It would be so beautiful if my beloved could have a romantic confession in this place.
Feng Chuixue thought for a while and then quickly calmed down.
"There's still business to do...where is it?"
Feng Chuixue looked around, and finally found a small tombstone buried under a group of mandala heart flowers.
The tombstone looked like it hadn't been cleaned for many years, with countless flowers covering it up and vines wrapping around it.
The wind blew the snow and the jade waved its hand, and the vines on the tombstone suddenly turned into brilliance and dissipated between the sky and the earth. Only then did the things engraved on the tombstone appear:
Lin Lang's Tomb.
There are only four simple characters, and the characters are of different shades. It doesn't look like they were carved with spiritual energy, but rather like they were carved by hand.
Feng Chuixue could recognize that this was Master's handwriting. But it seemed that the handwriting was too green and unfamiliar. It was like... it was written a long, long time ago...
"Lin... Lang..."
Feng Chuixue whispered the name on the tombstone. Although the master had never mentioned this person's name, it felt familiar.
"Where is it...?"
Feng Chuixue frowned and thought hard, while secretly guessing the identity of this person in her heart.
In fact, Feng Chuixue came to the Suzaku Sect this time not only to clear up Suzaku's name, but more importantly to do what the master ordered - to visit the graves of the people at the bottom of the cliff behind the mountain.
According to Feng Chuixue's understanding, the master would go to the Eastern Region alone every ten years. She didn't tell anyone why she went there. But now that she thought about it, she probably visited this person's grave.
"Although I don't know who the senior is, he must be very important in Master's heart. Then he is worth paying homage to Fubuki!"
Feng Chuixue said, bowing deeply to the tombstone, then took a broom from the storage ring and carefully swept away the thick dust on the tombstone.
Then Feng Chuixue placed money and fruits in front of the tombstone. After confirming that everything was handled, he stood up and left.
In mid-air, Fengchuixue looked at the sea of flowers at his feet and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Master has always had a beautiful and aloof look. It seems that nothing in the world really matters to her. But when she explained this matter to her, Master really gave her a lot of instructions, for fear that she would not be able to find her place or be in trouble.
Wasted time.
While Feng Chuixue guessed the identity of the owner of the tombstone, she not only felt a little bit jealous. There was actually someone in the world who could make Master do this. At least, this was her first time seeing him.
…
Five days later.
We rushed back to the Sun Yao Shrine in the wind, snow and dust. At this time, Luo Jinyin was sitting upright in the main hall. Her whole body was covered by a white divine light, making her appearance unclear. Standing beside her was a maid.
, Yaoer.
Under the main hall, there are a group of core members of the Sun Yao Shrine. They are wearing white robes and standing side by side. The aura exuding from each of them is no less than Fengchuixue!
"Fubuki, you're back. Have you finished all the things I asked you to do?"
"yes!"
Feng Chuixue knelt down on one knee, extremely respectful.
"According to your wishes, Master, I have rectified the name of the Suzaku Sect! I also helped the Suzaku Sect to rescue the siege and defeated Mo Qianshang of the Yin Yang Sect."
"Is someone making trouble in the Suzaku Sect?"
Luo Jinyin's tone was slightly unhappy, and she searched for information about the Yin Yang Sect in her mind, but seemed to have no impression.
"Yes! But my disciple has already solved it."
"Who is Onmyoji?"
"The Yin Yang Sect is just a small sect in the Southern Region. But in terms of strength, it is much stronger than the Vermillion Bird Sect."
Feng Chuixue explained patiently to Luo Jinyin.
"Oh, in that case, why not destroy it?"
Destroying a sect. Luo Jinyin seemed to be talking about a rare and ordinary thing, which seemed natural.
"This... Chui Xue has already warned the Yin Yang Sect leader. Come to think of it, he doesn't dare to do it again!"
Feng Chuixue broke into cold sweat, but the master's methods were still so tough.
"You are still too weak-tempered."
Luo Jinyin did not blame Feng Chuixue, but instead felt a hint of pampering.
"By the way, have you settled the matter in the back mountain?"
"Yes! Everything has been taken care of according to Master's instructions!"
"The matter in the back mountain" naturally refers to Luo Jinyin's entrustment of Feng Chuixue to sweep the tomb.