On the winding and rugged bluestone ancient road, the grass and trees are abundant.

On the top of Qifeng Mountain, where the clouds are shrouded, there is a Xuanyi Taoist who is meditating.

In the twilight, the young Taoist had delicate eyebrows and a solemn expression. The hair on the high bunche is not messy.

The sunset reflected on him, and there seemed to be a soft halo around him, which made him handsome and extraordinary.

Not far away, there was a clump of grass, and Xu Ruyi stood there quietly.

Her current state is a plant called "Miscanthus Flower"-

When flowering, the petals are shiny and white, and gradually turn pink near the center of the flower. It blooms once in 500 years, and it can be used as medicine to live and die, and the flesh and bones are white. It is a rare treasure.

Although hundreds of years have passed, it will be ten years before she turns into human form. Even if it blooms, it will take at least a year.

The Taoist in front of him is the male protagonist this time: the Great Elder of Xuanji Pavilion, Qingyu.

He meditated here day after day, and the mango flower was also stained with the aura that he had inadvertently leaked, and he successfully transformed and fell in love with him.

But Qingyu was bent on the Tao and didn't want to pay attention to it.

Later, he met He Yanyao, the original heroine who went out to practice.

Qingyu was drugged during a mission and broke her body. In order to compensate He Yanyao, she took her to practice, and then they had feelings and the two successfully got together.

And Manghua was killed on the way to follow him because he could bring the dead back to life, and took his heart for medicine.

In this life, the flower demon hopes that he can get Qingyu's love and accompany him to practice.

[System prompt: The target person of the strategy - Qingyu, male, 400 years old (actual 27-year-old appearance). (Currently 0 favorability towards the host, 0 favorability towards the heroine He Yanyao) Quest completion conditions: Let Qingyu fall in love with the original owner (Favorability 100) The quest will be completed. ]

Xu Ruyi is just a plant now, and he can't attract the attention of the male protagonist at all.

She allowed herself to enter the space for the time being. There is a spiritual spring here to nourish it, and it shouldn't take ten years to transform into a shape.

He buried the roots in the soil and drew some water under his feet.

The cool and warm water is soaked in little by little, and it feels very comfortable.

Looking at her more and more beautiful space, she temporarily ignored the boredom of not being able to move.

Xu Ruyi stretched out her arms (her branches and leaves), hooked the grapevines not far away, and climbed up the shelf.

"Hahaha......" she couldn't help laughing, and the more she played, the more energetic she became.

After staying in the space for a few days, Xu Ruyi felt that his cultivation had improved, and it seemed that he had made a great breakthrough.

She was delighted, and then walked out of the space.

At this time, the sky had just dawned, and the early sun hidden in the clouds and mist was red, and it was very pleasant to shine on her.

In the morning, Qingyu, dressed in a dark robe, came with a steady pace.

With a wave of her long skirt, she swept away the clutter on the ground and sat down.

"Hello, Dao Chief!" Xu Ru greeted him.

Qingyu opened her eyes and looked around, but didn't see anyone. So I continued to meditate.

Xu Ruyi didn't give up, and shouted at him a few more times, "Dao Chief, people are here, can you take a look~"

Her coquettish tone made the man who was about to close his eyes a little helpless.

Qingyu opened her eyes again and looked in the direction of her voice.

"Dao Chief, do you see me?" Xu Ru stretched out his leaves to him.

Qingyu looked over and saw a particularly obvious plant in a bush.

It was something he had never seen before. It looks green and fresh, and a small bone stands upright, which is also very cute.

Presumably, it was the abundant aura here, coupled with her own cultivation, that made her conscious.