Speaking of the Bamboo Leaf Spirit Child, Zhu Yue said to Shui Ling'er, "You have to find a way to make the Bamboo Leaf Spirit Child like you, so that you can establish your prestige in Jiluo Mountain in the future." ”

"Why?" Shui Ling'er asked curiously.

"Because, the elves will defend the world they live in with their lives, but they are also extremely arrogant creatures. They were born from Jiluo Mountain, and in fact they are the real owners of this mountain. If you want to blend in with this mountain, you must be accepted by your master. ”

Shui Ling'er said, "But I'm already the master's apprentice!" ”

When Zhuyue heard this, she immediately stopped, turned to look at him, and her face was extremely solemn.

As soon as she saw the master's face, Shui Ling'er knew that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly lowered her head, ready to be admonished.

Zhuyue said, "Ling'er, no matter which realm there is in this world, there is a social hierarchy. There are people who rule the lower classes from above, but many more people are pressed to the bottom, and live by watching the faces of those rulers. The person who is high up occupies a position and has nothing to do with prestige. The loss of status can happen overnight, and once prestige is established, it will be passed on for centuries. The master hopes that between the two, you can choose to gain the respect of others emotionally and thus build prestige, rather than using your status and position to force others to obey you. Otherwise, even if you stand on top of other people's heads today, you will be defeated in another day. Do you understand? ”

After hearing this, Shui Ling'er blushed to the root of her ears, knelt down on her knees and said: "The apprentice is taught, and the apprentice must obey the master's orders in the future, regard himself as an ordinary member of Jiluo Mountain, and use the character expected by the master to gain the support of others." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his eyelids and looked at the tall figure projected by Zhuyue in the bamboo forest, and silently thought in his heart, "Master, Ling'er will be a great man like you in this life." ”

As we move on, the bamboo forest gradually thins out, and the surrounding atmosphere begins to become eerie. Shui Ling'er looked up at the sky, the auspicious clouds were gone, the dark and dreary ceiling was pressed very low, and occasionally a few lightning flashes, as if a downpour was about to fall.

He asked, "Master, since I climbed Jiluo Mountain, I haven't touched a rainy day, is it going to rain now?" ”

Zhuyue shook her head and said, "No, we're heading to the Valley of Falling Thoughts now. ”

"Crash Valley? What is this place to go? What a strange name! He muttered to himself curiously.

"Falling Si Valley is the only place in Jiluo Mountain where immortals can't go." Taketsuki replied.

When Shui Ling'er heard this, her eyes widened: "Why?" ”

"As the name suggests, the Valley of Falling Thoughts is the place where the mind falls. This valley is inhabited by three Gu Carving Beasts, which specialize in collecting the grievances of beings in the Three Realms of Humans, Demons, and Immortals. After these resentments are generated, once they are spoken, they will be sucked into the valley by the Gu Carving Beast with mana, turning into resentment and floating in the air. Whether it is an immortal or a demon or a good person, once you fall into the valley of falling thoughts and are trapped by resentment, you will be burned to serious injuries at the lightest, and ruin the spirit and body at the worst, and you will never recover. It can be seen how terrible the power of resentment in the brain is. ”

Shui Ling'er turned pale with fright after hearing this, and grabbed Zhuyue's robe tightly and said, "Master, let's not go!" "It's as if as soon as they go, they'll fall into the valley of thought.

Zhu Yue smiled slightly: "Falling Si Valley is an important place in Jiluo Mountain, you must understand. And you are a demon infant body, except for mortals, immortals and demons can't hurt you, so the Gu carving beasts and resentment in this valley that specialize in eating the resentment of the immortals and demons are not lethal to Ling'er. What you have to guard against is the one from the human realm. ”

Shui Ling'er raised her head and asked innocently, "Master, why do you have so many resentments?" Ling'er wants to be a person who has no grudges! ”

Zhuyue shook her head, "How can people live in the world, how can they ask for nothing?" If you ask for something but can't get it, resentment will arise, which is as natural as snow in winter and flowers blooming in spring. Of course, the amount of resentment depends on the individual, and those who are pure-hearted and have few desires will have less resentment, but how many people in the world can really do it without desires? ”

Hearing this, Shui Ling'er suddenly remembered her eagerness to cultivate immortals, and sighed secretly, "I really am not a person who has no desires and no desires, I hope that what I ask for will not turn into resentment in the end." ”

Falling Si Gu may be Shui Ling'er's least favorite part of the course of getting to know Jiluo Mountain this time, but the teacher's fate cannot be violated, so he stood on the edge of the valley with Zhuyue and looked inside.

At the bottom of the valley, ghostly lights drifted around, and from time to time there was a baby-like cry, and the atmosphere was very eerie, creepy, and chilling.

Zhu Yue said to him: "You must remember, Shensi Valley is a forbidden place in Jiluo Mountain, and anyone who trespasses without Aunt Ximu's permission is considered a serious crime and will be severely punished." This time I brought you here to see, and I also asked my aunt for her life. ”

Shui Ling'er nodded, but she kept muttering in her heart: "I'm afraid that ghosts don't dare to come to this ghost place, and I'm afraid that I won't dare to approach within a radius of thirty miles in the future, how can I trespass!" ”

Finally leaving the Valley of Falling Thoughts, Shui Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief and began to jump again.

Walking to an open place, he looked into the distance and let out another exclamation, "Master, it's so beautiful!" What is this place? ”

I saw that the two of them had come to a flowery hillside, and all kinds of flowers were blooming all over the mountain, including lilies, peonies, daisies, and phalaenopsis of various colors, as bright as stars. Of course, there were more flowers and plants that he had never seen before, let alone know the names.

The fragrance of flowers and the breeze wafted in the breeze, and the sight was so beautiful that he was swoon.

Zhu Yue said: "This is the place where the Xuanbing Cave is located, called Baixiang Valley. ”

He leaned over and plucked a few plants and brought them to the water bell for them to identify.

When she looked closely, she saw first a blade of grass like a knife, then a white flower with purple spots, a small dandelion, and a small gray-brown branch.

He shook his head, only to know that one looked like a dandelion and the other looked like a twig.

Zhuyue said: "This is the four-flavor material of the cicada incense, resentful flowers, thoughtless grass, wandering English and bittersweet branches. They only grow in the Jiluo Mountains and were planted by Aunt Ximu many years ago. Legend has it that when the first batch of cicada incense is lit, its unique fragrance attracts several summer cicadas to fall from the top of the tree, and when they smell a stick of incense, they turn into elves and go, hence the name cicada. ”

Shui Ling'er leaned over and sniffed it, these four plants mixed together to produce a strange taste, not at all the fresh fragrance of the cicada incense, so he looked at the master suspiciously.

Zhuyue explained: "The main ingredient of cicada incense is bamboo leaves, these four are auxiliary materials, and the incense still requires a complex process, of course, the fragrance cannot be smelled directly from the plant." But the origin of these four plants has allusions, and each of them is an illusion after the death of an immortal. ”

Shui Ling'er was shocked when she heard this, "The immortal is gone?" Do immortals also die? ”

Zhuyue said, "Since life is born, it has its own day of death, and immortals and demons are no exception, only related to reason and time. These four deceased immortals are, ethereal monks, who have transformed into thoughtless grass. Lancang Niangniang, transformed into a resentful flower. The sword immortal cloud sword transformed the wandering Ying. The decay of the Tao grows, and the bittersweet branch is transformed. These four people were all Aunt Ximu's life-saving benefactors, and the ethereal monk was her mentor, my ancestor. ”

Shui Ling'er was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly turned over and fell to his knees.