Legend of the Cultivation God

After waiting for the cause of breaking the heart and forgetting the water, Jing Xianzi resisted the tears in his eyes and smiled: "The previous body has already told you a story. Now, can you accompany you to the broken heart mountain? On the top of the mountain, looking at the body and drinking a sigh of water? Looking at the body will... forget the person?"

"Silk..." Xiaohua couldn't tell the taste. He stared at Jingxianzi, and he couldn't figure out the true and false meaning of Jingxianzi. He felt vaguely that Jingxianzi had a good affection for himself, but he could tell the story. In the story, there is no one in it. Xiao Hua really does not know the meaning of Jing Xianzi’s move. As the saying goes, the woman's mind can't guess, even if it is as strong as Xiao Hua, he is confused because of the heart that Jing Xianzi can't measure.

"Also or... It’s Xiaomou’s heart!” Xiao Hua thought for a moment, then immediately spurred his body shape and slowly flew to the broken heart mountain with his quiet fairy. He whispered in his mouth and said: "Is this world really forgetful?" Can it erase the love of the human heart?"

"Nature!" Jingxianzi smashed the railway, "I don't see this is the desert, the drip does not exist, the love of the water on the broken heart mountain is only the size of the fist, but it can be inexhaustible, the ancient cloud: the love of the mountain is the same, the broken heart People are broken. It is not a rumor! After searching for thousands of years, I want to forget the person. After a while, I drink and forget the water. Xiao Daoyou sees it!"

"Oh, that's it!" Xiaohua stunned, his heart was light and his mouth was sighing. "Hey, it's really hard to be a fairy. Actually... Sometimes a true feeling is a rare memory, not necessarily forgotten. of."

"Oh. For Xiao Daoyou, this men's repair... is a good memory. It may be a shame for me to wait for a woman to repair! How do you practice the daily unhappiness in your heart? Don't bother to talk to Xiao Daoyou!" Jing Xianzi smiled sweetly, as if he had really forgotten the water and could forget the person.

"But it, but listen to the fairy's own decision!" Xiao Hua knows that for Jing Xianzi, forgetting one person is much more realistic than missing someone, and there are so many people who are so eager to swear. It is also the best choice for monks like Jing Xianzi.

The two have been silent, and have fallen to the top of the broken heart mountain.

But seeing this mountaintop is not big. Just a few dozen feet. A deep crack traverses the top of the mountain, where the mountain is cracked. In the middle of the crack, a stone pier like a wine glass stood there, and the stone pier was taller. It is very clean. Just in the middle of the stone pier. It is also a heart-shaped groove. The spring water in the size of a fist is flashing red blood!

"Are you sure that this water is non-toxic?" Xiao Hua was worried, look at the color of the spring. Another thing is to see that there is only a touch of blood red on the edge of the desert.

"Well~" At this time, Jingxianzi is really kind of tenderness. Although the eyes don't look at Xiaohua, I can see the face of the distant sunset revealing a deep love. Then Jing Jingzi looks at Xiaohua, it seems to be like A glance at it is a glance, and I will never recognize Xiao Hua in the future.

Xiao Hua smiled and said: "Do not worry, if it is like a fairy, this forgotten water is just the one who forgets the favorite person in the heart. After drinking the water for a while, I must remember Xiaomou, Xiaomou..."

"Hey..." Jing Xianzi extended his lush hand and placed it in front of Xiao Hua's lips. He whispered: "Xiao Daoyou, it is also extremely important to ask the Taoist friends."

"Oh? Is there any danger?" Xiao Hua felt a glimpse.

"No!" Jing Xianzi smiled and said, "Nothing is dangerous. Just waiting for Xiao Daoyou. After waiting for the drinking of the water, Xiao Daoyou will not tell the story that he said before, otherwise he will give up before the meeting." of!"

“Do not worry,” Xiao Hua smiled. “When did the fairy tell Xiao Xiao’s story? Xiao seems to never know.”

If it is unusual, Xiao Hua said that laughing, Jing Xianzi has long laughed, but today, Jing Xianzi can not laugh anyway, look at Xiao Hua’s smile, then look at the shadow of the forgotten water, Jing Xianzi Two drops of crystal tears flowed down the corners of the eyes and fell on the sides of the lips. A salty and wet taste came from the mouth. The tears of Jingxian were the same as her heart. It was salty and bitter...

"Since this time, from the future, there is no side to heart, no feelings, no heart, no soul, no one is in front, no eyes in the eyes... Mountain one journey, water one way, walking to loneliness, night depth The shadow is invisible. The wind is even more, the snow is even more, the smashing heart is not a dream, the world does not have this sound." Jing Xianzi sings quietly, seeing the sunset fall, the sound of the sky is half a piece of red glow, the quiet fairy is slightly trembled, Open your mouth, and a water line flies out from the heart-shaped groove. It really falls into the mouth of Jing Xianzi. When you forget the water and touch the red lips of Jingxianzi with tears, the water is frozen in the air. Jing Jingzi stared straight at Xiao Hua, Zhangkou said: "Xiao Hua, thank you!"

Then Jing Xianzi closed his eyes and forgot the water in his mouth...

For a long while, Jing Xianzi opened his eyes. It was a weird look around. He touched his wet face with his hands. Nahan looked at Xiao Hua and asked, "You...who are you? How do you look so familiar?" This... Where is this?"

"Ah!!!!" Xiao Hua opened his mouth, did not know what to say, an incredible understanding, like a blast of Tianlei hit his head. Until then, he finally understood that the person in the mouth of Jingxianzi was not the one in her story, but the one in front of her. All of the previous ones are just staring at themselves, and the words of Jing Xianzi before the Fu Zhiwen Chalet are not the same as the words of sorrow?

"Below..." Xiao Hua is going to report his surname by name. I can think of the words of Jing Xianzi before a few moments. After all, I resisted the inexplicable taste in my heart. I laughed and said: "Who is the next friend?" At this time, the weather is too late, the Taoist friend... or the early turn!"

"Oh, okay!" Jingxianzi smiled and smiled. "Although I don't know who you are, I can see that people are very relieved. They are named Li Jing, the French name Jing Xianzi, in Tibetan immortals. The mainland is in charge of a country on the seashore. If the Taoist friend arrives at the seaside on that day, he can go to the country for a narrative! Leave a message!!"

After that, Jing Xianzi urged the mana, and the body shape turned into a rainbow, and went to the distance.

"It's hard to be..." Xiao Hua looked at Jing Xianzi's very sorrowful, and my heart was really Nahan. Look at the stone pier, the dry groove, the dark road, "This is really a love Water? Can people make the monk forget the strange water of the most loved one?"

Xiao Hua reached out and tried to test the general, but just touched the cold stone trough, Xiao Hua hurriedly closed his hand, and the body fluttered toward Fu Zhiwen’s wooden house. He did not dare to encounter this forgotten water. He could Don't want to forget your favorite people!

"Poor Jingxianzi..." Suddenly a voice was born in Xiaohua’s heart. It was Confucianism Xiaohua. "At the last moment, I still refused to say the most love in my heart, or was it buried in my heart." The deepest, even if he bears the burden, he is not willing to let someone be tired."

"Actually... there are a lot of companions in Taoist and double-education. There are not many quiet fairy, and there is not much quiet fairy. Why is this kind of pedantic? Let a more loveless person in the world?" Opening, the green robe Xiao Hua is also sighing.

"Hey, what are you waiting for!" Xiao Hua was helpless, and he said in his heart, "It’s not that Xiaomou doesn’t like Jingxianzi, but this is just like, but I have never got the kind of love. You know everything about Xiaomou. I have already owed a lot to others, and I don’t know if there is any result of love, but less or less."

"Xianyou dare to say that he has no thoughts in his heart? Xianyou dare to say that he has no doubts before?" Confucianism Xiaohua is not arrogant. "If this Jingxianzi says more, it is impossible for Xianyou to send a gift." Is it?"

"Maybe!" Xiaohua knew that he could not conceal these gods and had to admit it. "However, Xiaomou is absolutely stunned by the fact that Jing Xianzi is broken... It is worthy of being a monk in charge of a country. Although her cultivation is not very high, she is much better than Xiao’s indecisiveness.

"Hey, people are all in the early days of Yuan Ying, and they are still not high?" Green robes Xiao Hua sarcastically sneered, "Xiao Zhenren now has a high vision!"

"Hey, what do you say when you love how to say it, this may be the fate!" In fact, Xiao Hua is also very uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had lost something, his heart was empty.

"Oh..." Suddenly, the green robe Xiaohua exclaimed. "Interesting! Dao, are you feeling a bit like a knife?"

"A bit, but the Taoist friend said too exaggerated!" Xiao Hua felt a heart, and also felt the accident of the green robe Xiao Hua, "Does the Taoist have anything?"

"Exactly!" Green robes Xiao Hua smiled. "Now someone is sent to the door to let you out, and then you can make a robe for the poor road!"

"Who??" Xiao Hua waited for the thoughts to be released, and the green robe Xiao Hua hurriedly yelled, "Don't you, your gods have been released, isn't the real person of Huo De running?"

"Hey? How did Huode’s real person come here? Could he also forget his favorite person?” Confucian Xiaohua is also a great wonder.

Xiao Hua was puzzled and asked: "Huade real people are coming here, the poor roads have never been known, how do you know?"

"Oh, of course, the result of the Taoist friend's handy!" Greenpao Xiaohua explained, "The poor road has been thinking about how to sing the fire hoist of Huo De real life like a sword, and has never put it inside the gourd. The death of the **** of the real people of Huo Dezhen is the result of the fact that the poor road can detect the real people of Huo De within a certain range."

Speaking of this, the green robe Xiaohua paused for a moment, and said: "Daoyou has now ordered the poor road to sacrifice spiritual treasure, presumably also considering how to sacrifice their own magic weapon?" Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!

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