Misty GL

"Psychic Grass", Lin Dong said slightly surprised, his face was distressed, but he was also emotional.

"This spirit grass can easily be exchanged for two or three low-level spirit stones in the market.

Unexpectedly, in Yuqing Mansion, it is a wild grass that grows randomly and is allowed to be pecked by cranes."

"The grades and whereabouts of the disciples assigned by the Hall of Qin", the old gatekeeper led the two into the Hall of Qin.

Lianhui was holding a black wooden sign in her hand, which said collection,

The elder of Qindian passed his finger, and saw Lian Hui's skirt, and Geng etc. embroidered with gold silk slowly appeared,

On the other hand, Lin Dong's skirt showed a pen, and the wooden sign in his hand said Spirit Art.

"Lian Hui, Geng and other disciples were sent to Caixian Garden to take care of chores;

Lin Dong, Wu and other disciples were sent to the spiritual altar to practice spiritual arts",

The elder of Qindian read aloud.

Lianhui patted Geng and the others, thinking that the disciples who came to Yuqing Mansion were classified according to their grades, so she would be at the bottom of the line.

After all, he doesn't have any spiritual power, but it's pretty good to be able to enter the Yuqing Mansion.

Lianhui walked out happily, and saw Lin Dong looking at her in surprise, and comforted him,

"Junior Sister Lianhui, although, although you are Geng, as long as you practice hard, you can raise your disciple level."

Lian Hui waved her hand, seeing that the gatekeeper was about to leave, she took two steps forward and asked,

"Uncle, do you know that Senior Sister Shaoguang is here?"

Hearing that, the old gatekeeper said repeatedly,

"You can't call me indiscriminately. Although I am old, but my cultivation level is not high, I should call you Uncle Shaoguang.

You, you, don't break the rules."

Lianhui twisted her fingers in embarrassment, "Then I also want to call you Uncle Shaoguang?"

"For now," said the old gatekeeper,

"Master Uncle Shaoguang is a first-class disciple, heir to Emperor Chengye, how can we know her whereabouts?"

"Ah", Lianhui looked sad, "Have you ever seen her?".

The old gatekeeper chuckled lightly,

"There are many disciples in the Yuqing Mansion, and the hierarchy is strict. Do you think everyone can see Master Shaoguang? It's ridiculous",

After finishing speaking, he waved his hands impatiently and said, "Hurry up and go to Caixian Garden."

Caixian Garden sounds beautiful, but it is actually a vegetable garden.

There are several large vats outside the house, with white smoke coming out of the chimney, responsible for the meals of the sect disciples.

"Come on, you are Lian Hui",

Walking out was a chubby lady wearing an apron, with flour on her hands, and said with a smile,

"Just call me Aunt Jin",

"Aunt Jin", Lian turned her nose back, smelling the fragrance coming out of it, she couldn't help swallowing,

"The freshly steamed lotus seed paste is not your turn," Aunt Jin said with a smile,

Lianhui touched her nose shyly,

"Go to the foot of the mountain and bring up two loads of water to fill the jar," Aunt Jin ordered.

"There is a banquet in the mountains a few days ago, and all the staff in the garden have been transferred. I am short of staff here, and I will be tired of you."

"It's okay," Lian replied, picking up the burden and walking down the mountain.

Lianhui stayed in Caixian Garden, usually doing chores, and no one taught her fairy arts.

On the other hand, he practiced swordsmanship against the wooden sword when he had nothing to do.

She has inquired that there are 99 mountain gates in Yuqing Mansion, and you can enter different mountain gates with different wooden signs.

Haven't you seen Shaoguang all this time?

Lian Hui propped her face, sitting in the yard, drowsy,

The afternoon sun shone lazily on her face until it cast a shadow, Lianhui immediately opened her eyes.

"Looking at you sleeping deeply, I didn't expect you to be quite alert",

Lin Dong was dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Yuqing Mansion, walked up to Lianhui, spread his hands,

A few bright red fruits were exposed, Xianbao said,

"Ruyiguo, listening can increase spiritual power, I specially brought it to you."

Lianhui chuckled, her skin was as white as transparent under the sun, her eyelashes trembled slightly, Lin Dong was slightly stunned watching,

"Eat it, my spiritual power cannot be improved by a few wishful fruits",

"You really don't want to eat?" Lin Dong stubbornly spread his palm in front of her, seeing that Lian Hui still shook his head and refused,

Only then did he regretfully say, "This is a good thing."

Lin Dong stuffed a wishful fruit into his mouth and said,

"By the way, you asked me about Uncle Shaoguang, I got some information after going through all kinds of troubles."

"Really?" Lian Hui's eyes lit up, as if hiding bright stars, she stared blankly at Lin Dong,

Until he blushed, turned his face and said,

"I heard that I didn't come out of Yuqing Mansion, but I was fined for contradicting the head emperor a few days ago."

Lin Dong continued,

"I heard that Uncle Shaoguang has always listened to the words of Emperor Zun, the head of the sect, but why did he contradict him?",

"Then what punishment did she receive?" Lian Hui asked, Lin Dong said unsurely,

"I heard that they were imprisoned in the ice prison of Luoxian Peak, but this is what I heard, and I don't know if it is accurate?".

"No matter what, thank you very much," Lian replied,

Lin Dong waved his hand and asked curiously, "Why do you want to inquire about Uncle Shaoguang's whereabouts? Do you have friendship?".

Lianhui looked down at the ground, the breeze was blowing the branches, the shadows were swaying, and she said with a smile,

"I've met a few times before, I just want, think, look at her...",

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt somewhat guilty for no reason.

Fortunately, Lin Dong didn't take it seriously, said a few words in a hurry, and then rushed back to practice, so as not to be caught by the master.

"Sister Furong, where are you going to send it today? I'll help you."

Lianhui took the basket from Furong's hand and said with a smile,

Furong hesitated and said, "Do you know the way? Today I will send the brewed ointment to Soyun Peak."

"Know it, know it, even if you don't know it, I'll just ask."

Lianhui tugged hard until she pulled the basket into her arms and hugged it, and said with a smile,

"Auntie is going to refine the elixir for seasoning today, and I'm afraid I'll need Sister Fu Rong's help.

I don't have a cultivation base, so running errands is the best."

Aunt Jin glanced at her and murmured, "The little guy has become more diligent, he was always lazy in the past",

Furong handed the token on her waist to Lianhui, "If you get lost, ask, come back earlier, don't delay."

"I know", Lianhui took the token, turned around and left.

Strauyun Peak is not far from Luoxian Peak, and they belong to the same mountain gate.

So with the badge of Furong, you can go to Luoxian Peak,

After Lian Hui delivered the spirit ointment, she turned a corner and headed towards Luoxian Peak.

The two peaks are adjacent to each other, and it takes two hours for Lianhui to walk.

Seeing that the sky was getting late, the mountains were full of shadows, and the ice prison was still on the mountainside of Luoxian Peak,

When she went up, it was estimated that the moon was already on the treetops.

After thinking about it for a while, Lianhui still decided to go.

In the mountain stream between Strauyun Peak and Luoxian Peak, there is flowing water meandering.

Under the reflection of the bright moonlight, the water surface is sparkling,

It's like countless stars falling inside, shining a little bit, which is very beautiful.

Lianhui walked up the mountain path, with the gurgling water beside her ears and the sparkling water under her feet.

It's just that between the mountains on both sides, there is a huge boulder standing in the middle of the water, cutting off the water flow across the sky.

The oppressive river detours, and among the green mountains and clear waters, this bare boulder in the way is particularly abrupt.

"If you say that the disciples of Yuqing Mansion are all capable, why don't they move this huge stone away? It's really an eyesore",

Lianhui shook her head and said, it was like a failed ink stain on a timeless misty rain ink painting scroll,

Destroy the overall pattern and beauty.

Lianhui was thinking alone, when suddenly a chill came up on her back,

Immediately, the tip of her nose smelled the smell of blood, it was demonic energy!

Lian Hui lay on the ground. Although she had no spiritual power, she was extremely sensitive to demon energy.

Looking down with the probe, I saw the shadow on the ground swaying, like a snake walking on the ground,

There was no sound, only the rustling of the grass.

"Who!" What surprised Lianhui even more was that there were actually two disciples of the Yuqing Mansion hidden under the river.

Leaping up, the sword in his hand was like the wind, pointing straight at the shadow on the ground.

The black shadow trembled, and clouds of black mist rose up, gradually forming two people covered in black robes,

In the darkness, there were only two pairs of blood-red eyes, which were particularly dazzling.

The sword energy fell into the black mist, like a fist falling into cotton, without a sound,

Only two laughters of Jie Jie were heard, and the black mist turned into dozens of tentacle-like black air, which shot out,

Bind the hands and feet of the two Yuqing Mansion disciples, and they cannot break free.

The figure hiding under the black mist slowly stretched out his hand, holding it in the void,

There were two puffs, and the two bloody hearts were directly held in the palms of their hands.

The two Yuqing Mansion disciples kicked their legs and lost their breath immediately.

The bright red heart, dripping with blood, retracted the two black shadows,

Immediately afterwards, Lianhui heard a horrifying, terrifying voice that she could never forget,

It was the sound of raw flesh and blood, gnawing, pulling, chewing, swallowing.

Lianhui covered her mouth, suppressed the nausea in her heart, and lay on the spot without daring to move.

After the two groups of black shadows finished eating the heart, they walked to the boulder, and the black mist filled their tracks, covering their tracks.

He didn't know what he was doing, but after a full cup of tea, the black mist dissipated and he disappeared immediately.

Lianhui got up, her legs were as soft as cotton, and she felt nauseated in her heart, so she ran towards the mountainside.

The further up the mountain, the lower the temperature, but Lianhui didn't notice it, the cold and heat were mixed, and the back of his clothes was wet with sweat.

Until it stopped in front of a cave with blue glow on the mountainside.

The icy cold air rushed towards the face, and the hole condensed into thick ice, exuding a faint blue light,

The iron bars as thick as a forearm firmly blocked the entrance of the cave, and condensed into frost.

This is the ice prison of Luoxian Peak, Lianhui breathed a sigh of relief, and looked inside.

The cave was very deep, and the innermost part was dark and unclear, so it was hard to see clearly. Lianhui cleared her throat and called out in a low voice, "Shaoguang".

A moment later, from the deepest part there was a whiteness, as if illuminating the darkness,

It gradually brightened, reflecting on Lianhui's stretched face,

"Lianhui?", a familiar voice sounded, with a hint of doubt,

It seemed to whisper softly from the nose, gently brushing over Lianhui's heart.

"You are really here", Lianhui sat on the ground tiredly, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead,

But seeing Shao Guang appearing under the bright moonlight, his eyebrows and hair were stained with hoarfrost, and his breath became foggy.

Lianhui stretched out her hand to tug, but only grabbed a corner of her clothes, which was so cold to the bone,

It seems that even the soft cloud gauze is frozen into a thin sheet of paper,

"It's cold here", Lianhui asked in a low voice.