Nine Heavens

Liuhe East hastily had breakfast, and was used to going into the greenhouse in the middle and southeast of the courtyard to stay for a while.

This same day, she also stepped into the greenhouse, looking at Junlan Ruxiang, and nodding to the fine wine made from various fragrant flowers on the side.

Hehe smiled and said to himself: "Juan'er is getting more and more well-behaved, taking care of Junlan Ruxiang so beautifully, and also understands the heart of being a father better."

The elegant flower house has a roof that can be opened and closed, and windows on the four walls.

The projection of the sun, the direction of the wind, and the welcome of rain and dew are all just right.

At this time, the skylight on the roof of the flower house and the windows on the four walls are all open.

The morning breeze blows, carrying bursts of floral fragrance, cool and sweet.

The sun lightly floats on Junlan Rue, warm and soft.

Three blue flowers that look like cranes and butterflies dance in gorgeous tones, noble and dignified.

Sword-like green leaves, simple but full of pride, face the sky.

Liuhe River goes around Junlan Ruxiang, look left, look right, look up, look down, the more you look, the more you like it.

The nose carefully sniffed, and the faint fragrance of flowers flowed into the internal organs.

Liuhe Dong suddenly felt refreshed and full of strength, and even saw things much more clearly.

Liuhe Dong poured a few drops of clear liquid for Junlan Ruxiang.

This is the unique liquid he researched to nourish the flower body. With this liquid, the flower body will be more robust, the color will be rich, and the flowering period will be punctual.

After Liuhe finished dripping the divine liquid, he smiled happily and picked up a glass of fine wine on the table in the corner of the greenhouse.

Lifting his head into his stomach, his movements are extremely elegant and unrestrained.

"This flower is really magical. Once you smell it, you will feel tired and faint. It is really a fairy!"

The aroma of the wine is soaked in the aroma of flowers, and Liuhe River is full of praise.

Liu He straightened up and looked in Jinghuatang's direction and laughed.

Enough intimacy, Liuhe went to Cheng Hua's house humming a little song.

He was still thinking about Zhuangxi's strange incident.

Liu Juan is sixteen years old, and her eldest brother Liu Qianlang is one year old.

Always like green attire, or light or dark.

With a delicate and beautiful appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is like a fish and a wild goose, or that she is ashamed of a closed moon.

However, he has a personality and is naturally arrogant and indifferent, especially when he hates unreasonable things.

Her smile is only for loved ones and recognized people.

The siblings both practiced kung fu with their father, and they have developed a good skill.

Especially this Liu Juan, who seems to be very weak, but in fact her martial arts are even better.

The Liu family's unique martial arts, Liu Ye Renfeng, has already been practiced to perfection.

In recent days, he has created some moves of his own, which are extremely powerful, very domineering and brutal.

Liuhe Dong saw it by chance, and was secretly surprised.

Liu Juan saw that her father happily went to Uncle Cheng's house.

The mother is still busy with some housework, and the younger brother Qianlang is mysterious and does not know what to do.

The poetic style makes the tiger cat happy.

Thinking about it, why not go to Qingtianhe for a walk.

So I waited patiently until about nine o'clock, and went to the room and shouted:

"Mom! I'll go to the market to see if there's anything I want to buy."

"Go ahead and buy two mandarin fishes, not too big."

"Why!"

Liu Juan happily agreed, and walked briskly out of the house.

Skim the long corridor of flowers and go straight to the Qingtian River in the east of Qingshi Villa.

In March in Yangchun, the sun at eight or nine o'clock is a good time.

The gentle sunlight shone on a light green dress, flowing with the color of life.

Gentle wind, very naughty.

Blowing the girl's strands of hair, a few strands of hair floated on her forehead.

Willow leaves with curved eyebrows, phoenix eyes and cherry mouth, teeth white as jade, a smile at the corner of the mouth, and a trace of pride in the eyes.

Under your feet is the sky-shaking and roaring Qingtian River.

Liu Juan herself doesn't know why, but she especially likes to come to Qingtian River.

Walking along the river, watching the rolling waves, you will feel a lot of emotion in your chest.

The endless turbulent waves have accompanied me from childhood to adulthood.

The waves are far away, bringing countless pride, but also carrying a lot of inexplicable sadness.

She continued walking along the river bank.

After a few cups of tea, a bluestone bridge appeared at the bend of the river.

The bridge crosses the Qingtian River.

The bridge is bow-shaped, with each end set in a mountain.

The two rows of thick piers under the bridge are very close to each other and extend to the opposite bank.

The half-meter-high guardrails on both sides of the bridge are square and strict, simple and generous.

Liu Juan carefully followed the pier to the bottom of the bridge.

She was standing some distance away from the river.

It was not the flood season at this time, and the river had not yet reached the base of the mountain, but the aura of the Qingtian River remained undiminished.

Seeing Jiang Liu flying away like an arrow, she felt flustered several times, and Liu Juan almost fainted.

Liu Juan seemed to regret what she was doing under the bridge. Those were just things in a dream, how could she believe it!

That's what she thought, but Liu Juan couldn't help but walk towards the stone pier on the right side of the mountain root.

One step, two steps...

The closer she got to the stone pier, the harder Liu Juan's heart beat.

Ever since she was a child, every time Liu Juan fell asleep, a figure appeared in front of her eyes.

A figure dressed in emerald green and wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

The broad-brimmed hat was so large that it covered half of the body. This figure had a black veil covering its face.

He couldn't see the face of this figure, but he clearly felt two sharp gazes.

That gaze is firm, domineering, beyond doubt.

Every time I saw this figure in my dream, it was by Crescent Lake.

Then I saw her flying around Longyun Mountain, and then flew towards Qingtianhe.

His own soul also flew with her.

This figure flew behind the Qingtian River and got under the Qingtian River Bridge.

There is a circle of red bars under the pier on the right side of the backing root, and a small door under the bars.

The green figure flew into the small door with himself.

Inside the door is a green world, where everything is green.

That's where the man in green taught himself a lot of martial arts?

She never spoke, and every time she did a demonstration, and then signaled herself to train.

After watching from the side, I found that I was wrong, and repeated the demonstration.

It seems that such a thing has existed since the beginning of memory.

But last night, she suddenly spoke.

The voice was old and terrifying, like cracking silk, and like firecrackers, it made people feel numb all over.

The voice is still there:

"Little girl! Hohoho...

My emerald emerald ghost, soul boy, you have finally reappeared in the world, go crazy!

Pick up your butcher knife, kill the so-called righteous people, and kill those hypocritical sluts!

You have walked on the road of ghost cultivation, so die!

Then recast the body and kill the nine heavens, destroy the fairy world, and let the ghosts rule the world!

ho ho...

Hurry up and go under the Qingtianhe Bridge to get back what belongs to you.

That is your destiny, that is your destiny! "

The rumbling Qingtian River roared and rushed.

Occasionally, there was a sound of Gu Gu, which was the sound of the flood hitting the mountain and the rocks falling into the river.

There was a loud noise just now, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and another bank fell into the river.

Liu Juan's whole body trembled suddenly, and when she looked back, she saw nothing but arrows flowing like a river.

Although it is blue sky and white day, the bridge under the bridge is strange like a cave, gloomy and terrifying.

Liu Juan stopped and closed her eyes, calming down for a while.

Then opened it, adapted to the dim light around it, and came under the pier.

These bridge piers are all built of the unique rocks of Longyun Mountain, and they are all blue in color.

Roughly estimated, the diameter of each bridge pier is at least two and a half meters, and they are all made of monoliths.

The surface of the pier is as smooth as lacquer, well-proportioned up and down, and is a standard cylinder.

Liu Juan sighed a little for the great bridge craftsman.

Going down the pier, Liu Juan looked expectantly and somewhat uneasy.

Heart pounding.

Her gaze lowered and lowered, hehe, without that circle of red bars, the doubts in Liu Juan's heart were suddenly resolved.

It turned out that the dreams from childhood to adulthood were all fake.

Liu Juan immediately felt relieved and happy.

After straightening her clothes, Liu Juan prepared to go back to the shore.

However, at the moment Liu Juan was about to move.

A ray of sunlight came, and the light just fell on a bright red place, which was blood-like red.