Finally regaining her freedom, Shui Ling'er decided to walk around.

He looked around timidly, every scene and thing in Jiluo Mountain was so familiar and unfamiliar, so familiar that he would not go the wrong way with his eyes closed, but it was unfamiliar, as if he had been away for a hundred years.

The figure of the child who used to be jumping around still seems to be everywhere, but now when he reappears, he has become a sad and depressed lonely young man.

There are so many places in Jiluo Mountain, where should you go first? He asked himself silently, and the first one that jumped into his mind was Faerie Mozuka.

The disaster of the ice bee, the four spirits are unforgettable for his life-saving kindness, and the ethereal monk has become the great-master who took him to the heavens.

When he left Faerie Mound for the first time, he had promised that he would go back to visit them often, but he hadn't shown up for so long, and they wouldn't be angry, thinking that he, a little urchin, was ungrateful and had forgotten his original promise, right?

Having made up her mind, Shui Ling'er walked towards the Valley of Fragrances.

The entire Baixiang Valley, as in the past, is illuminated by the bright sun, and the fragrance of birds and flowers is everywhere. Flowers and plants are growing in a bright atmosphere, showing a thriving scene.

As he walked, he saw the resentful flowers, the Wunian grass, the wandering Ying and the bitter and happy branches, and suddenly the scene of the master teaching him to know Jiluo Mountain clearly appeared in front of him. He didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly looked away and continued to move forward. When I came to the entrance of the Xuanbing Cave, I saw a handsome and upright back with a jade tree facing the wind, and I cut my arms upside down and looked up at the distant mountains.

"Master—" He finally couldn't help it, shouted and rushed over, and when he pounced, he realized that it was another hallucination.

Referring to the third level of Zen practice, Shui Ling'er's kung fu is actually comparable to the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, but he has not yet gone out of the mountain to face the enemy, and he does not know his strength. But stepping into this ice cave again, he no longer had the unbearable cold that he felt strongly when he was five years old.

When he returned to the mountain, Xi Mutong had ordered someone to quietly put it back in his closet, but he didn't put it on again. At this time, even if he didn't have the armor to protect his body, he could move freely in the cave under the protection of his true qi.

Inside the Ice Cave, the atmosphere like a crystal palace is still the same, and the ice cubes are flashing with a cold light. Those ice bees, estimated to have been like this for thousands of years, have been busy inside and outside the hive day after day, and no matter how many earth-shattering events happen in this world, they will only be indifferent......

After passing through the ice cave where the cicada incense is placed, those dots of light still shine like stars. Now his courage was not what he had used to be, and he put his hand in again without fear, trying to see if there would be anything to catch him, but this time, nothing happened except the cold cold air seeping into the palm of the back of his hand.

"Who is the hand that came to grab me last time?" He muttered to himself as he continued to walk towards the fairy mound.

Coming to the stone gate of the fairy mound, the two Xuantian toads were still loyally guarding the door, spitting out Xuantian water that was colder than ice. He had already asked from Doudou for the mantra to enter the stone room, and he recited it silently in his heart, and the stone door rumbled open.

When the door opened, Shui Ling'er looked inside from the door and was surprised.

I saw that next to the spiritual seats of the four spirits, there were two more tablets. On a newly chiseled ice carving spirit card, inlaid with a Xi Mu spirit bead, the name and surname on the spirit card is "the dress of Songliu Xianyun"!

"Uncle Yun Zhishang is dead? It's too sudden! Why did he die? According to what the master once said, the reason why the immortal died was either died in war or was plotted, so which one did he belong to? ”

Shui Ling'er's brain raced in shock, but she couldn't find an answer. Looking to the side again, he almost screamed loudly, only to see that the spiritual seat actually said "Fire Bell"! The beads on the top of the spirit card were different from the others, but they were almost exactly the same as his carved phoenix water bell. (To be continued.) )