Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

"Who are you?" Luo Ying asked again, with a hint of curiosity and exploration in her voice.

"I am the goddess of the winter jasmine flower, who is in charge of the Beginning of Spring solar term!" the fairy responded, her voice carrying a certain ethereal quality like the sound of nature.

Luo Ying suddenly felt a surge of joy in her heart, as if she had found a long-lost treasure. She muttered to herself:

"Great! Once we find one solar term flower god first, it shouldn't be that hard to find the other 23!"

The Winter Jasmine Flower God seemed to sense Luo Ying's inner excitement. She smiled gently and said softly:

"I understand what you are looking for here. My term as the Lichun solar term has expired and I have to return to heaven. I cannot explain the contents of the twenty-four solar terms to you in detail.

I will tell the other 23 solar term flower gods about the seasons and let them take you to understand the stories behind the 24 solar terms. When we meet again at the next Beginning of Spring, I will explain to you in detail the stories behind the Beginning of Spring and give a summary of the solar terms throughout the year.

Each of the 15 solar terms flower gods will stay in this place where immortals and mortals meet for days, so don’t worry, you have plenty of time to study! "

Luo Ying was filled with gratitude when he heard this, and thought to himself, "With the help of the Winter Jasmine God, I don't have to work hard to find the other 23! It's really like searching for something without any effort!"

The Winter Jasmine God gently waved her jade finger and pointed gracefully toward the sky. Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar echoed across the sky, as if the entire universe was shaken.

Then, a small golden dragon appeared in the air, covered with brilliant golden scales, as if it was a treasure between heaven and earth, dazzling and dazzling. The small golden dragon circled in the air for a few weeks, and finally landed gracefully at the feet of the Winter Jasmine Goddess, with a respectful and humble attitude.

The Winter Jasmine Goddess stepped forward and gently stroked the little golden dragon's forehead with her jade hand. Her eyes were full of tenderness and doting. She whispered softly:

"Little Golden Dragon, take my guest to the Immortal Garden and let Hua Yuchen, the Flower Goddess of the Rain Water Solar Term, receive her first!"

The little golden dragon let out a heart-shaking roar and nodded.

Luo Ying stared at the beautiful little golden dragon in front of her with unspeakable admiration and longing in her eyes. She secretly smacked her lips, her thoughts racing:

"Oh my god! I haven't been on a private plane since I was seven years old. This time I'm flying directly on a golden dragon. This is a treatment that only gods can enjoy!"

The Winter Jasmine Flower God specifically told Luo Ying:

"When flying, you must hold on to the little golden dragon tightly. After all, you don't know the magic of flying a dragon, and you may fall at any time!"

"Thank you, Spring Flower God!"

Luo Ying bowed deeply to the Winter Jasmine Goddess in accordance with the solemn etiquette of ancient times to bid farewell. The Winter Jasmine Goddess nodded gently and responded with a gentle smile. Then she lightly jumped onto the snow-white deer, which exuded a faint fairy light all over its body, as if it was a spirit beast descended from heaven.

The goddess of winter jasmine sat on a white deer, with her feet on the swirling auspicious clouds. The auspicious clouds were like brocade woven by her, blooming with brilliant colors. With a wave of her sleeves, the auspicious clouds slowly rose with the goddess of winter jasmine and floated towards the distant sky.

"What a beautiful little golden dragon!"

Luo Ying approached this mysterious and fascinating creature cautiously with trepidation. She reached out her hand, gently patted its glittering dragon head, and whispered:

"Hi! Little Golden Dragon, I'm Luo Ying. Would you like to take me to find the Rain Flower God?"

The little golden dragon seemed to understand Luo Ying's earnest request. It let out a roar that shook the earth. The roar seemed to penetrate time and space, carrying endless majesty and power. Then, it nodded slightly, agreeing to Luo Ying's request.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her fear, and then whispered to the little golden dragon:

"Then I'll go up! Don't regret it and throw me down halfway! I'm afraid of heights! Fly slower!"

Luo Ying was filled with excitement. She carefully climbed onto the little golden dragon's back and hugged its hard dragon scales tightly, fearing that she would fall down accidentally.

Luo Ying had just sat firmly on the little golden dragon's shining back when the golden dragon suddenly soared into the sky like an arrow from a bow. Luo Ying was frightened by the sudden force of the rise and quickly reached out to hug the little golden dragon's strong neck tightly.

As the golden dragon flew, Luo Ying only felt the air rushing beneath his body and the surrounding scenery passing by quickly, as if he had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and spanned countless time and space.

Finally, surrounded by clouds, a fairyland-like mountaintop came into view. The place was shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth, which made people yearn for it. Luo Ying looked from afar and saw a tall and handsome man holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing quietly on the top of the mountain, as if waiting for her to come.

His black hair was tied into a bun, and on the bun was a gorgeous silver retro laurel crown inlaid with emerald green jade and sparkling gems. His waist-length hair fluttered in the wind.

She was wearing a porcelain white and gray-green silk robe. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns with silver thread. Her shoulders were decorated with eagle heads made of pure silver. There were metal accessories with dragon patterns on her waist, and the tassels on the metal fluttered in the wind.

He is tall, with a slender body that stands straight. Overall he looks handsome and has an innate nobility, which makes people feel that he is unattainable, yet low to the world.

Luo Ying's eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, staring straight at him, unable to look away. She couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in her heart, and asked with a trembling voice:

"Little Golden Dragon, is he the Rainwater Flower God Hua Yuchen? So handsome... He's so good-looking!"

Luo Ying was deeply attracted by the scene before him, and in a trance, he unconsciously let go of his hand.

The little golden dragon nodded slightly towards Hua Yuchen, and that huge movement was like a gust of wind, instantly causing Luo Ying to lose his balance and fall from the clouds like a fallen leaf.

"what!"

A terrified scream pierced the sky. Luo Ying closed his eyes tightly, his heart in panic, and he kept muttering to himself:

"It's over. I haven't even started the design and research work for the 24 solar terms, and I have to stop here!"

Her heart was beating like a drum, her mind was in a mess, and she felt her body was falling as if she was about to fall into an endless abyss.

Hua Yuchen was seen holding an exquisite oil-paper umbrella in his hand elegantly, with his other hand leisurely behind his back. Then, as if lifted by an invisible force, he soared lightly into the sky. In mid-air, he accurately caught the falling Luo Ying.

Luo Ying only felt that her shoulders were firmly fixed by a warm and powerful force, and her body slowly descended in the air, as if it was supported by soft clouds. Her heart was filled with inexplicable peace of mind and trust, as if with him around, she didn't need to fear any wind or rain.

At this moment, she smelled a faint scent of magnolia, which was fresh and elegant, just like his temperament, intoxicating. She slowly opened her eyes, as if she had traveled through the mist of time and space, and finally saw his appearance up close.

His facial features were as finely crafted as if by a magician, with hard and perfect lines, and the outline of his jaw was like iron and stone, showing determination and strength. Under his thick black eyebrows, his cold and arrogant eyes seemed to penetrate the mist of time and space, deep and blurred, as if they had no focus, but seemed to be able to take in the whole world.

Deep in his eyes, there is a deep and dark calm, like a black hole in the night sky, swallowing all the light, but also pregnant with endless mystery and attraction. His high nose bridge is as straight as a mountain, giving people a sense of majesty and solemnity.

And those peach-colored lips exude a sexy temptation, like a blooming peach blossom, swaying gently in the spring breeze, exuding charming fragrance.

The whole face seemed to condense the essence of heaven and earth, exuding the aura of a king that shook the world, making people feel awe and moved. People could not help but fall for it.

When she saw those eyes, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Those eyes were exactly the same as the eyes in her dream, as if they had crossed the boundaries of time and space and appeared before her.

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, as if a deer was running wildly against her chest. She couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. That feeling was both strange and familiar, as if she had already known him in her dreams, and at this moment, it was just the intersection of dreams and reality.

Luo Ying was deeply attracted by his extremely handsome face. His fatal attraction drew her into endless reverie like a whirlpool. She couldn't help but silently say in her heart:

"No, if you keep watching, I can't guarantee that I won't eat him alive!"

It was as if he had seen through the passion and desire in her heart. Perhaps this was just the unique mind-reading skill of the gods. His cold eyes swept over Luo Ying lightly. His gaze was as bright as a cold star, yet so deep that it was hard to fathom. Then, he spoke, his voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts:

"Who are you? Luo Ying?"

Luo Ying nodded vigorously, muttering to himself:

"Oh my god! Not only does this man look perfect, but his voice is so nice that it makes people feel itchy!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Luo Ying's mind. It was a man wearing a white robe, with black hair like a waterfall, and exuding a fairy-like aura. His face was surprisingly similar to the man in front of him, as if they were projections of the same person in different time and space.

However, there is a subtle difference between the two. The man in my mind is like a fairy who is out of this world, with a cold and mysterious aura that is hard to touch. The man in front of me, although equally handsome, has a bit more masculinity and toughness, as if he is an iron-blooded man between heaven and earth, full of strength and tenacity.

Luo Ying muttered to himself, frowning slightly:

"Strange, why does he feel like he's seen this before?"

He put her steadily on the ground, loosened his grip and pushed her away, then flicked his fingertips, and a crisp snap of fingers rang out in the air. Suddenly, a silver light flashed across the sky, and a majestic white dragon suddenly appeared in front of him, its eyes sparkling and its scales gleaming with brilliance.

He gracefully put away the umbrella in his hand, like a swordsman sheathing his sword, and then put it lightly on his waist. He straddled the broad and strong back of Bai Long, sat as steady as a rock, and looked back at Luo Ying, his eyes flashing with a mysterious and gentle light.

"Let's go!" he said softly, with a hint of alluring magic in his voice, "I'll take you on a tour of the sky and explain to you the story behind the Rain Water solar term!"

Luo Ying's heart was filled with curiosity and anticipation. She carefully climbed onto Bai Long's back and slowly moved behind him. Hua Yuchen turned around and said to Luo Ying:

"Hold on to me"

Luo Ying obediently put his arms around his chest. At that moment, Hua Yuchen felt as if he was struck by an electric current. He trembled violently and an inexplicable throbbing surged in his heart. He quickly suppressed his inner panic and whispered:

"Ugh, let go!"

Luo Ying not only did not let go, but also increased the strength of her hands and hugged her even tighter. With a bit of stubbornness and dissatisfaction in her tone, she said angrily:

"Don't let go! Didn't you tell me to hold on tighter?"

Hua Yuchen's voice was low and magnetic, revealing an indescribable coldness. He frowned slightly and said lightly:

"Well... then... do you need to hold me so tightly?"

Luo Ying explained loudly, her voice full of tension and anxiety:

"I'm afraid of heights! This high up is even scarier! If I fall down like I did just now, there won't even be any place to find my bones!"

Hua Yuchen looked at her panic-stricken face, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He knew that what she said was true, so he frowned and said helplessly:

"Uh...don't put your hands here...it will affect my flying!"

Luo Ying was completely unaware of the deep meaning in his words and spoke like an innocent child:

"Oh... then I'll change my position!"

Gently she slid her hand from his chest, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and slowly moved it to his iron-hard abdomen, counting in a low voice as she moved:

“1.....2.....3......4......5......6......7.....8.....正好八块！”

Hua Yuchen tilted her head slightly. Her action had already aroused the burning fire in his heart that had been frozen for a long time. There were unnoticeable emotions hidden in his deep eyes. He asked slowly in a low and slightly hoarse voice:

"Have you touched enough? What... do you want?"

Luo Ying shrugged playfully, with an innocent smile on his face, and joked:

"I'm just curious whether you gods have the same abdominal muscles as us mortals, hehe!"

Luo Ying's hand gently touched Hua Yuchen's abdomen. The strange touch made him frown slightly, and an indescribable heat and desire surged in his heart. He sighed softly, and his voice revealed a bit of helplessness and compromise:

"Oh! Forget it, let's just leave it where it is! It will be harder for me to concentrate if I leave it here! How can you mortal women be like this..."

Hua Yuchen's muttering fell into Luo Ying's ears. She immediately pouted in dissatisfaction and retorted in a slightly sharp voice:

"Hey... You don't think I want to take advantage of you, do you? I'm an old virgin! I..."

Looking at Luo Ying's angry look, Hua Yuchen could only sigh again, with a hint of helplessness and indulgence in his tone:

"I'm scared of you! Hold on tight!"

Hua Yuchen's heart could not help but ripple again. He murmured to himself, his voice filled with confusion and inexplicable throbbing:

"Strange! Why don't I hate her behavior? On the contrary, I have some... inexplicable expectations! How could I... have such thoughts about her? Damn it!"

His thoughts seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, drifting towards the elusive woman. That mysterious aura, that elusive behavior, seemed to leave indescribable traces in his heart.

Hua Yuchen couldn't help but shook her head, trying to dispel this sudden strange feeling. However, that inexplicable expectation was rooted in her heart like a stubborn stone, and it couldn't be shaken off.

Luo Ying interrupted his thoughts and asked, "Brother Yuchen, aren't all flower gods female? Why is the Rain Flower God a male?"