Misty GL

500 years later

Wanshen Mountain Muxu Peak

The simple thatched house is hidden in the forest, with dilapidated doors and windows. In front of the house, there is a thick magnolia tree with delicate flowers in full bloom.

There are dilapidated wooden tables under the trees, and a few wooden benches are placed here and there.

In front of the wooden table, stood a slender woman with lively eyebrows and eyes, wearing an azure robe without any decorations,

Looking at the rough wooden sword on the table with a serious expression, he put his two fingers together, frowned slightly, and shouted concentratingly,

"rise!".

The wooden sword remained motionless, she took a deep breath, raised her fingers, and shouted in a deep voice, "Get up!".

The wooden sword remained motionless.

Not far away, the servant who was tending the flowers and plants secretly laughed. The woman with a sullen face grabbed the wooden sword and walked back to the wooden house, sullen.

"She was born that day, what a glory, I never thought that the child of the sun god and the moon god would become a waste",

The whispering laughter outside the house is not blatant, but it is also undisguised.

"I heard that when she was born, the sky was filled with black light, which was an ominous omen. In the next few years, the God of Flowers and the God of Moon fell one after another, which is clearly a disaster...".

Lianhui clasped her palms tightly and frowned, when she heard a cold reprimand from outside the room, "Talking about the master wantonly, slap your mouth!!",

Then came a series of applause, "Aren't you afraid that the master will hear it, and you are not afraid of spreading it to Shenxu Palace?".

There was an immediate silence outside the house, and the rustling footsteps left quickly.

A woman in a black robe walked in from outside the house, only three hundred years old, younger than Lianhui, but with a solemn expression and a mature and dignified expression.

"Jiu Shun!", Lian raised her hand back, with a warm smile on her fair face, her eyes shining like stars,

"It's really rare for a taciturn person like you to talk so much."

"No matter what, you are also the owner of Shenshan", Jiu Shun asked softly, "Have you practiced today's Misty formula?",

Lianhui turned sideways, playing with the straw grasshopper on the table, pretending not to hear.

"Ten days later, the palace lord will check your practice", Jiu Shun reprimanded, "You are playful and lazy, and if you can't cultivate celestial power in 500 years, the palace lord will definitely punish you!".

Lian Hui raised her head in dissatisfaction, and argued,

"I have been practicing Yujian, but after practicing the Misty formula, I always feel blood stasis, my limbs are sore, and I feel very uncomfortable. I see, it is clearly not the Misty formula, but the harmful formula!".

Jiu Shun lowered his face and scolded, "Piaomiao formula is the secret of Shenshan, only the palace master and you can practice it. You keep saying you hate something, but you don't know how many immortals are out there. You are thirsty for knowledge!".

"In just 500 years, the master of the palace can show his godhead, advance to the level of Shangjun, become the master of the Shenxu Palace, lead the gods,

And you, even a little fairy can control a sword, but you can't do it!How can you be worthy of the Palace Master, I am sorry for you... ",

Jiu Shun suppressed the rest of the words and did not finish. Lian Hui knew that she was sorry for her mother, Moon God, for the hardships of giving birth to her for thousands of years, and the pain of giving birth to her.

Seeing Jiushun's cold and stern reprimand, Lianhui recalled the time when he met her 300 years ago.

At that time, she picked up the dying Jiushun at the foot of the mountain, fed a elixir, and revived the wounded Jiushun. She knelt at her feet and said that she would follow and serve herself forever.

Later, when Jiu Shun knew that the real owner of Wanshen Mountain was Xian'a who lived in Shenxu Palace, and she was just a waste who couldn't cultivate supernatural power and was suppressed everywhere, her attitude changed.

Lianhui didn't care, after all, she saw many reasons to approach her, and in the end it was all to get close to the person from Shenyue Palace, such as Jiushun and Yishui.

Looking at Lian Hui's slightly sad face, Jiu Shun opened his mouth, but turned and left the cabin without saying anything.

Lian Hui grabbed the grasshopper in her hand, the weave was lifelike, but it was a bit worn out, she put it in her arms like a baby, sat cross-legged in meditation, and silently recited the Misty formula.

According to the formula, breath adjustment by luck does not have the Qi and blood harmony written in the books, but the meridians are swollen and painful. I endured the pain and adjusted my breath for three weeks, and I was already sweating profusely, my blood was cold, and I couldn't help shaking.

Lianhui barely finished practicing, her back was wet with cold sweat, she wiped off the sweat from her forehead, turned her head to look out the window, but she didn't see Jiushun, she pointed at the wooden sword on the table again, put her two fingers together, "Get up!" , Practice the art of controlling the sword.

She practiced until sunset, when Lianhui walked out of the house, the magnolia tree in front of the courtyard shed pink petals, she raised her hand to catch them, put them in the skirt of her clothes, and left Muxu Peak silently.

Muxu Peak is full of Shenxu Palace's eyeliner, no matter what she does, she will be watched and reported all the time.

Lianhui walked west from Muxu Peak, the night was getting late and the mountain road was difficult to walk.

But Lianhui is familiar with the way, and the trees on both sides are lush and lush. From time to time, there are a few trees with bright red fruits, flashing in the dark.

Lianhui grabbed a handful of the Lingmiao fruit and stuffed it into her mouth, a trace of spiritual power seeped into her body, and the Lingmiao Valley was right in front of her eyes.

The stream meanders, the mountains are undulating, and there are crimson auras of Lingmiao fruit everywhere, and the night is as cool as water.

The Milky Way in the sky flutters like a ribbon, dotted with stars, and fireflies dance in the valley all over the sky.

The night wind became more and more bitter, blowing Lian Hui's long hair, and there was faint water vapor on his face.

When Lian went back to the cliff, she saw a big tree about the thickness of two people hugging in the valleys on both sides. It was the ten thousand year old tree in Lingmiao Valley that broke off and fell to the other side, forming a bridge.

Under the tree is the rushing river, the bluestone covered with moss glows with faint green light, the tree is covered with fallen leaves and thick moss.

Lian Hui sat at one end of the tree, with legs hanging down, kicking at will, quietly looking at the distant valley scenery.

Liuying fluttered around Lianhui, her hand brushed past, disturbing the light and mist, a rustling sound could be heard from the side, and Liuying scattered away.

Under the bright moonlight, a snow-white spirit deer poked out, with its green eyes wide open, looking at it,

Lianhui laughed, and stepped forward to caress its face, "Shanfeng, long time no see."

Shanfeng arched her hand affectionately, whimpered softly, Lianhui turned and rode on, "Go! Shanfeng!",

The mountain wind shuttles through the Lingmiao Valley like an elf.

The lotus is lying on her back, the night wind makes her long hair flutter, her expression is joyful, the mountain wind jumps onto the stone, shuttles through layers of blooming flowers, and crosses the winding stream, in which there are silvery fishes , spitting bubbles.

Lian rolled back onto the grass, spread her hands and feet, looked up at the vast starry sky, and let out a soft breath.

There is no peeping from Mu Xufeng, no whispering from anyone, here, everything has animism, the most pure,

She doesn't have to care about other people's eyes, everything is calm and peaceful.

Shanfeng lay docilely beside her, Lianhui leaned on it, and soon fell asleep.

In the dark dense forest, a black shadow flashed past, and Shan Feng pricked up his ears, looking to that side vigilantly.

The night wind blows slowly, and the mountain wind whimpers twice, lying on the ground, next to Lianhui, rubbing her head, looking towards the direction deep in the dense forest, silently.

By the time the morning sun shines on Lian Hui's face, the mountain wind has disappeared.

She flicked her mud-stained clothes, looked around, frowning slightly, as if she was lost again.

"Luoying!", Lian Hui used her finger as a whistle, and blew out bursts of clear and clear cries,

Not long after, a bird with a red head and colorful feathers landed on her shoulder.

"Take me back to Muxu Peak", Lianhui patted the bird's head, bent her eyes and smiled,

Luoying jumped up and called out twice,

"Understood, I'll bring you delicious food next time," Lian replied, and then Luoying fluttered her wings and led the way.

Ten days later, Jiu Shun came to Muxu Peak's house and saw that there was no one there.

She was full of consciousness, and walked towards a big tree behind the house, looked up at the top of the tree, stretched out her hand to touch the trunk, and suddenly stamped her foot on the ground.

With a bang, a head popped out from the ground, with a disheveled face, wiped its face in embarrassment, and said angrily, "You can find this too!",

Lianhui pushed the wooden board away, stretched out a hand, supported the ground with all his strength, and struggled to climb out.

Jiu Shun stomped her feet, and the surrounding soil suddenly collapsed. Lian Hui grabbed her feet and crawled out.

"Master, you know you can't escape," Jiu Shun said with a frown.

Lianhui put on a bitter face, put her palms together, and begged, "Jiu Shun, just pretend you didn't see me, okay? I don't want to go to Shenxu Palace",

She clutched her belly, feeling a dull pain, and shouted, "My stomach hurts."

"This is the order of the palace lord, Jiu Shun dare not disobey," Jiu Shun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

That's right, even though Lianhui is her master, she will only obey Xian'a's orders, because Xian'a is the master of Wanshen Mountain.

"Forget it, what's the big deal, just go," Lianhui said pretending to be relaxed,

"Next time I will definitely hide where you can't find me."

Lianhui turned around as if nothing had happened, and turned her back to Jiushun, but her face gradually turned pale.

Shenxu Palace, a palace located on the top of Wanshen Mountain, is the most noble palace of the God Race, the divine residence of the former God Emperor.

The former moon god Xuanxue lived in it, and Lianhui used to run and play in Shenxu Palace when she was a child.

Later, Xian'a became the owner of Wanshen Mountain and owned Shenxu Palace, so Lianhui had to move to the thatched cottage on Muxu Peak.

The objects, screens, and murals related to Lianhui's childhood memories were all changed.

Deja vu scenery, familiar but strange, just like Xian Ah.

Walking through the winding corridors and entering the vermilion gate, there is a cold atmosphere everywhere, and an uncomfortable pressure pours down.

Above the main hall, the gauze curtain shining like a galaxy blocked Xian'a's figure, only a corner of the silver robe was exposed, and the coercion that the curtain could not block.

"How is the Misty formula?",

The hall was empty, and Xian Ah's voice was cold and lonely, echoing in the silent hall,

Lianhui was terrified of such a confrontation between the two, even if Jiushun was there.

"It's okay, it's okay," Lianhui replied honestly,

Because of the tension, her whole body was tense, and her abdomen was getting more and more cramped, and she was sweating profusely on her forehead due to the pain.

"Yi Nuo Nuo", Xian Ah's voice implied anger,

As soon as the words were finished, a ray of light came from behind the curtain. Before Lian could react in time, she felt a heavy blow to her chest and abdomen. She was sent flying more than ten feet and fell heavily to the ground.