Pride of Immortals Chapter 1184: Wan Nian 1 dream Wan Shi Su Yuan
Yu Chengcheng walked in, silently, walked to Mu Siyi's side, looked down at her.
Mu Siyi is still so beautiful, with colorful clothes, embroidered shoes, garland robes, headband flowers, fragrant jade, immortal jade, repair neck, snow skin and beautiful appearance. As in the past, thousands of charming, standing in the pavilion, the flowers are ashamed, less than her beauty.
Yu Zecheng looked at her, and she immediately felt it. She opened her eyes to Yu Zecheng, neither excited nor panicked, but only slightly smiled and said:
"Are you here? When did you come and didn’t notify me?"
Musi sits in a flutter, and the plum blossoms in the palace gradually dissipate. At this time, when you look at it, what is the danger of the Taoism?
If it was not Yu, Cheng Fang came in and could not find the crisis Mu Siyi was facing. No wonder Hua took no time to remind her.
Yu Zecheng said:
"I'll take a look at you, yes, is there something for you to help?"
Mu Siyi said:
"What do you say, do my best, there is nothing to say."
Yu Zecheng said:
"I want to borrow your immortal seal, I don't know if you can borrow me."
Mu Siyi Meimu? Yu Zecheng glanced at him, and suddenly fell into Yu Zecheng's arms and said:
"Is not your maid slave? My thing is naturally you, borrow what you want, take it if you want to use it."
Yu Zecheng said:
"Oh, how about flowers?"
Mu Siyi said:
"No, there are three more regions in 苍穹世界. The three great mountains return. The uncle has no time to plant flowers in those three regions. It will not come back at least half a year later. The seal of ten thousand flowers is in my hands. , I'll get it for you.
But before that, you have to accompany me, don’t just turn around and don’t know why, I always feel an indescribable loneliness.
Master, she is no longer there, and there are few friends left. The past Lu Prefecture ten flowers, the narcissus narcissus Liu Shiyun died for you, You Gukong Lan politely followed you, and the red flame cuckoo fire was charming and demonized. As a fly ash, the late Yan Jinju Bao Yining disappeared, the wealthy peony Wan Qifang has been descended from the descendants, old and old.
I’m the only one left. For some time, I don’t know why. For the past few months, I always have a feeling of loneliness that I can’t say.
I miss you, I don’t want you to leave me, maybe my choice is wrong, like politely speaking, it is right. "
Yu Chengcheng knows in his heart that this is the danger of transfiguration, so Mu Siyi will do just that.
Yu Zecheng looked at Mu Siyi and said:
"Actually, you are not wrong, right, you see Siyi, you see here, see here."
Yu Chengcheng reached out and let Mu Siyi look at his left hand. Mu Siyi believed him very much and looked at his left hand motionlessly, but there was nothing there.
Mu Siyi is very puzzled, but she believes Yu Zecheng the most, but she keeps staring intently.
Yu Chengcheng pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand, which was a sword, in the middle of Mu Siyi, and suddenly blood splashed, Mu Siyi was killed by a sword.
Mu Siyi did not expect that Yu Zecheng would kill her with a sword, and then look at it, what Yu Zecheng was there, clearly Ziluo Shenjun smirked there, it turned out that he was fooled and hit him trap.
Musi died, and the soul was swallowed up by the heavenly path, and was involved in the law of flowers. This law of ten thousand flowers was not the three thousand path of heaven. It was just one of the rules of twelve thousand six hundred and sixty. Musiyi lost all memory. , Is decomposed by the law, and turns into the most basic law.
The law of this flower spreads all over the world. Every flower is born, grown, opened, and withered under the nourishment of this law.
All the flowers in heaven and earth, they come together to form the law of this flower.
Mu Siyi didn't know how much time went through, and gradually got a feeling, turned into a flower, squeezed out the soil in the wilderness, slowly growing, beautiful blooming.
Time flies, flowers are old, frost is coming, silent withering, turning into spring mud.
Then germinate, grow, develop, and wither again.
In the course of a withering and glory, Mu Siyi gradually understood the way of flowers. It turns out that flowers are like this. If there is withering, there is glory. The beautiful and open moment is not everything about flowers, withering and withering, It's not the end of flowers.
This is the way of flowers. When you open it, you will fully bloom yourself, let the world pay attention, let the sun and the moon change color, wither, and wither silently, turn into spring mud to protect the flowers. This is the law of flowers, the heaven of flowers.
Lifetime, lifelong, endless, natural reincarnation, Mu Siyi opens again and again in this world to show her beauty.
Time is like running water, time is like a song, the world germinates in spring, open in summer, wither in autumn, and wither in winter.
The world is long, the sun is rising and the moon is falling, the clouds are rising and falling, the time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, the flower has a reopening day, no one is young, the time is like this, Mu Siyi comprehends the time heaven and earth.
In these years, Mu Siyi opened on the bridge, and then the wild dog turned into a woodcutter, passing by with amazement beside her. Mu Siyi opened in the treetops, and the woodcutter turned into a bird, sang beside her, praising her beauty.
The two do not meet. The Wanyuan Suyuan, each passing by.
In this life, it seems that someone called, like someone who took himself in his hand, is a gardener, who has not yet reached the crown, looks very familiar, it is the wild dog, woodman, and bird.
The gardener looked at the flower in his hand and said:
"I don’t know why, I think you are very familiar.
I want to plant you outside the window, I hope you can break through the ground and become a proud snow plum. "
Then Mu Siyi felt that she was planted in the soil, squeezing the soil a little bit, and becoming a plum tree.
The gardener took great care of Mu Siyi and kept coming over to water and fertilize, watching Mu Siyi grow up a little bit and become a little taller.
Gradually Mu Siyi became an proud Hanmei, the ice branches are green, the shadows are elegant, the flowers are beautiful, the fragrance is pleasant, and the flowering period is early. Whenever the winter and ice are coming, it is opened for the gardener.
Mu Siyi watched him grow up slowly, grow into a man, marry a wife and have children, and finally aging and decay, in the children and grandchildren, died under the plum blossoms.
At this moment Mu Siyi suddenly had spirituality, and it was no longer a vast life, no longer an ordinary plum blossom.
Time is like a shuttle. A little bit passed. After a thousand years, this cold plum still stands on the ground.
Mu Siyi has swallowed yang and sucked yin, and is no longer an ordinary plum tree, but has become a flower demon and can be transformed into a body.
She has been waiting, waiting for the wild dog, woodman, bird, and gardener of the year, she knows that she will meet him again.
The old thatched cottage has now become a mansion, and finally he is here again. In this life, he was a scholar and had not yet reached the crown. With his father buying the mansion, he studied here.
Every day he is under the tree, reading Lang Lang, and every winter comes, he is working hard.
"Wanhua dares to come out into the snow, and a tree will spring alone."
"Distant knowledge is not snow, only dark incense"
"The wind and rain send the spring back, and the snow is coming to welcome the spring. It is already a cliff of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers."
"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only treats spring, and when the mountains are blooming, she laughs from it."
Every time Ao Xue Hanmei opens, he silently recites under her tree.
However, his qualifications were too poor, and he studied hard from the weak crown to stand up to thirty, and he did not get the merits and fame.
My father passed away old, grabbed his hand, and the expectations in his eyes pressed him down.
At this time, Mu Siyi was no longer an ordinary plum. She turned into a human being, and the fairy in the tree gracefully came to help him clean up his homeland, help him to drive away the bad clans who wanted to seize his wealth, help him to heal Sickness, relieved his loneliness at night, accompanied him to study, accompanied him to study hard.
The family's wealth is gone, and the family's family is lost, but he still can't.
When Mu Siyi looked at him and sat under the tree, his eyes were miserable, and he felt distressed.
Finally, Mu Siyi gritted his teeth and took out the demon pill he had cultivated, and ate it for him.
Mu Siyi has gone through a thousand years of hard work, and has become a plum tree here. The scholar is under the tree, howling and weeping, and never losing his love.
This year's scholar-winning scholar, won the No. 1 champion, became famous in Beijing, and admired by thousands of people.
My heart is coming, I want to look forward to Shu, I am not willing to be my current master camp, I can no longer hear the sound of reading, only the sound of the feast of wealth, and no heart of flower appreciation.
Famousness gradually increased, and finally the emperor kissed him, and Princess Qici became a seven-legged horse. He moved away from the former mansion hall and settled in the throne hall. The seven princesses were gorgeous, countless servants, and the courtyard was luxurious.
The emperor died and all the sons fought for the emperor. With the help of his help, the eight princes pressed the brothers to become the new emperor, which was respectful and valuable to him. It changed the rule that the former prince was not allowed to participate in politics and became the prime minister for ten years. .
Student right is all over the world, rich and prosperous, but his heart is not peaceful, he always feels that someone is waiting for him, this is not his home, this is not what he really wants to get ~IndoMTL.com~ This day he finally thought about it clearly What he wanted was, to give up power, to give up wealth, to be clothed in gray robes, and then back to his hometown and alley, under the plum tree, he found himself, looked at Aomei outside the window, and wandered around.
Princess Seven knew the origin of this plum from the old slave. She was very jealous. While he was away, he sent someone to cut the plum tree and force him to go home.
When the scholar turned home, when he saw the plum blossom being cut off, his heart was desperate, the plum blossom was not there, and he was bored alive, so he set fire and let himself fly with the cold plum.
The blaze rose, and the scholar autisticly waited to die. Suddenly, the plum blossoms in the fire opened in this blaze, and the plum blossoms were reddish. The fire went out and she looked back silently, she laughed in the bush.
Slowly growing a new sprout on the plum pile.
Mu Siyi looked at the tender shooter beside the tender shoots in the air, and gradually she remembered everything about herself, her past, who she really was, and she finally fully realized the Tao.
Awake in an instant, a dream for thousands of years, it turned out that all of this was due to Yu Zecheng's spellcasting, sending her into the flower law, baptism through heaven, and then pulling her back to the world.
Mu Siyi looked at him and reached out tenderly to touch Yu Zecheng's cheek. Mu Siyi experienced everything, and Yu Zecheng was protecting her, so she didn't know all the experiences.
Mu Siyi looked at Yu Zecheng and said:
"It’s nice to see you again, my scholar."
Then hugged Yu Zecheng vigorously, and then let go, leaving Yu Zhengcheng with a puzzled expression in a daze.
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