It has been more than two months since I returned to Jiluo Mountain. Shui Ling'er really did as Xi Mu said, and never made trouble again. Every day, he stayed quietly in the Floating Life Hall alone, practicing Heavenly Zen hard.

Dou Dou occasionally came over to accompany him, but for some reason, the rhythm of Bing Long's training is becoming more and more frequent, and the time that Dou Dou can accompany him is becoming less and less.

About a month after his return, Xi Mutong began to pass through the barrier he had set up and personally walked into the Floating Life Hall to check his cultivation.

The two remained relatively silent.

Every time Xi Mutong came, he would demonstrate to him all kinds of basic martial arts skills, he understood it, Xi Mutong demonstrated, and he honestly stayed aside to learn.

She left after teaching, never saying a word to him. After a long time, in addition to pointing to the Heavenly Zen, his basic martial arts skills have become more and more solid, and even the lotus pond has begun to walk decently.

And Xi Mutong will never forget the situation when she first entered the Floating Life Hall a month after Shui Ling'er returned.

From the time he grew from a five-year-old child to a teenager, he was always covered with rotten clothes and mud and blood, and he basically couldn't see his true face.

And that time, he had completely cleaned himself up and changed into new clothes that his sister-in-law had skillfully sewn for him.

At the age of seventeen, he wears a jade crown, long hair and a shawl, and has a slender figure and is exquisite. That youthful face, swept away the evil spirit of the little flower child's hippie smile, and replaced it with real grief and hatred from the heart, which made the breath on his body extremely cold and arrogant.

Such a handsome young man is rare in the world, and at first glance, she seems to see the scene when Zhuyue has just cultivated from a child to a teenager. Hundreds of years later, the past is still vivid, but the death of the Kesi people makes her heart ache.

When Shui Ling'er was practicing, he would take out the piece of Lu Tianyu from time to time and play with it in his hand.

It was really difficult for him, so he recited the heart of Jiangnan Zimo's teaching, summoned the picture of the master, and spent a period of time with the phantom with tears in his eyes.

Ling'er always sat comfortably on the lattice to bask in the sun, but every time he came, he would hum and chirp and crawl over and watch with him—his insects and insects were also nostalgic for the Moon Bamboo Fairy from time to time.

After practicing this day, Shui Ling'er read the poems and songs for a while, felt bored, and reached out to take out Lu Tianyu and put it in the palm of his hand and pinched it.

Suddenly, he found that a ball of blood-like Yin red faintly appeared in the jade body, and before he could see it clearly, this Yin red quickly spread out, and the whole piece of Lu Tianyu turned into a piece of blood jade in the blink of an eye!

Not only that, but it became as hot as fire, and he couldn't hold it at once, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the jade fell to the carpet.

Ling'er was sleeping soundly on the lattice, not knowing what was going on.

When the jade fell to the ground, he didn't think anything, but he saw a puff of green smoke coming out. Qingyan makes up the picture, and the picture is not a master, but a woman I don't know.

The woman looked middle-aged, looking graceful and luxurious, and her phoenix was solemn. She wears a phoenix crown on her head, wears a brocade jade robe, and has the temperament of a royal nobleman, looking extravagant.

She raised her hand faintly and waved it, as if calling him.

"Who are you? Why are you in my Lu Tianyu?" Shui Ling'er was so frightened that she almost fell off the chair.

The woman was able to speak and replied: "I am the wife of Emperor Huaxia, Xuanying Niangniang." As the heir of the God Emperor, you should come, don't let your Protoss people stay in the Phantom Talisman and suffer any longer!"

"Xuanying, why is this name so familiar?" Shui Ling'er tried to recall, remembering that night in the Falling Thinking Valley, she met the grievance of the Wankong Dao Chief, and it was this name that the grievance was chanting at that time!

was about to ask, but the picture had disappeared in a hurry, and in an instant, Lu Tianyu returned to his original state.

At this time, Ling'er woke up, rubbed her eyes and looked at him, as if she complained that he had woken it up.

"Ling'er, did you see anything just now?" he ignored its complaints, and hurriedly rushed to the window to ask it.

Ling'er saw that the room was as usual, as if something had happened, but she just shook her head in a daze, yawned, and fell asleep again.