Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

On the top of the mountains, the wind returns and the clouds disperse.

The light golden sunshine casts down from the lingering clouds, and the blue sky is close to the world, as if it is within reach.

That ancient tree, like a coiled dragon and a crouching dragon, stood quietly between the sky and the earth, holding up a huge umbrella canopy from eternity.

The wind gently swayed the swing, accompanied by the slight rustling of fallen leaves, and the old creaking sound echoed in this vast time.

In this forest full of aura, the ancient tree is like a kind mother, nurturing this aura-filled land and supporting countless creatures here.

The ancient tree is old, but its body is still so high that it reaches the sky. Its green branches and leaves are accompanied by clouds, one green and one white, as if the clouds have become the embellishment of the tree and turned into little clusters of flowers on it.

The rugged wear and scars on the tree trunk symbolize the centuries of vicissitudes of the ancient tree, and people can't help but marvel at it.

And on the thick branches that break through the clouds, the dark vines are like its children, clinging to it, relying on it, and absorbing its nutrients.

The vines are as flexible as snakes, starting from the roots of the tree, all the way up, and then growing up the tall and majestic body of the ancient tree.

From the birth of the ancient tree to the present, the vines have lived for thousands of years.

But now, the vine has finally absorbed enough of the aura of heaven and earth, used it for its own use, and cultivated it into a loose immortal, which is about to transform and ascend to the heaven.

The long, thick, dark green vines continued to fade away from the branches of the ancient tree, as if they had spiritual consciousness.

When he landed, his light green plain clothes fluttered in the wind, and his white toes landed slowly, surrounded by fairy spirit.

And the corners of the skirt are embroidered with vine flowers spreading their wings and ready to fly.

The beauty who has successfully cultivated into a Sanxian, standing barefoot in the shade of an ancient tree, is extremely stunning in her light green and quiet plain clothes.

She has a very clear and beautiful appearance, her brows are slightly raised, and her immature greenness seems to contain a hint of charm.

She had waist-length hair all over her body, and there was no other decoration except a small white flower in her hair.

The waist is as thin as a willow, the shoulders are as sharp as a shaved one, the figure is as cold as a banished immortal, and the face is pure and charming.

She stood with her hands folded, her charming peach blossom eyes slightly bent, turned around, and saluted the ancient tree.

"Sister, I have become an immortal."

Her quiet light green figure is gentle and tranquil.

The dense branches and leaves of the ancient tree seemed to tremble, as if they were responding silently to her.

At this time, in the vast and endless horizon, a golden light disappeared in an instant.

Scattered and floating clouds, layer upon layer, cover the sky.

Only in the center, golden light suddenly appeared, and the ladder, symbolizing glory, slowly stretched out from the clouds and dropped down.

Surrounded by fairy energy and auspicious clouds, the pure white ladder descended little by little and stopped under the ancient trees, welcoming her arrival.

The vine beauty, who had successfully survived the thunderstorm and successfully cultivated into a Sanxian, raised her head.

The clear and beautiful appearance is wrapped in golden light, and the beauty is pure and flawless, as if everything in the world has lost its color.

Wearing an elegant yet elegant green dress, as bright as the fingers of the bright moon, she pursed her lips and smiled, saluting the ancient tree again.

Thanks to the ancient tree for shielding her from wind and rain for thousands of years and giving her the safest shelter.

The beauty saluted, then lifted up her light gauze skirt and walked towards the ladder.

When her feet as white as jade stepped onto the first step of heaven and earth, she looked up and saw from a distance that the ladder to heaven extended all the way to the depths of the clouds without an end.