Ling Zhen had a long, long sleep.
When you open your eyes, you see a plain white color.
The curb of the bed curtain is very delicate, with a little tassel hanging down and fluttering gently.
Ling Zhen stared at him for a long time with his eyes open, then rolled over and rubbed against the bed.
…Oh, she is in the fairy palace.
Maybe the bedding was too thick last night, she was a little sweaty all over, and she couldn’t sleep well.
Ling Zhen closed his eyes, trying to remember the deep dream of last night. But no matter how hard she thought about it, there were only some vague memories left, and she couldn’t remember it anymore.
There are still some disturbed and terrified dark colors in the subconscious, which is not a beautiful dream.
A soft footstep sounded outside the palace, and then the childish voice of the little fairy boy: “Fairy, Master Lingxu is calling you over.”
Ling Zhen was very afraid of Master, when he heard his name, he didn’t dare to sleep in bed anymore.
Reluctantly, she got up from the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, looked over the threshold, and looked at the Yunyu Mountain Cliff outside the palace. Beyond the cliff is a vast expanse of white, only ancient clouds and wind.
Ling Zhen suddenly felt that this day was terribly boring.
But it was the same in the past. I wake up every day, meditate, practice, and occasionally go to the hills where no one is there to dance and sing with the breeze. Then go to sleep, wake up again, and start again and again.
Time is endless and it becomes meaningless.
Since the birth of her divine consciousness, such a dull day has been going on for a long time, Ling Zhen has become accustomed to it.
But I don’t know why, after waking up from this awakening, she suddenly felt that this kind of life was so boring to make people collapse.
She seems to have experienced better days than this.
Where did you experience it?
In a dream…
Ling Zhen sat there blankly for a while, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important.
She slowly put on her dress and looked down at her sleeves. They were wide and wide, and a little troublesome. She tossed the sleeves gently, put on the moiré brocade shoes, and walked out of her little fairy palace.
Going westward under the wind, to the fairy palace of the real person Lingxu.
Halfway through, she ran into the fairy beast raised by her master. In the past, Ling really liked it very much, always grabbing its snow-white soft hair and rolling around on its soft and hot body.
But now, Ling Zhen somehow lost interest in it.
There is a place in my heart that is empty, as if something is missing…very important, very important thing.
Passing through the clouds, Ling Zhen fell to the ground in mid-air, and ran into Senior Brother and Senior Sister outside the Immortal Palace of Real Person Lingxu. Obviously people get along day and night, inexplicably, there is also a feeling of not seeing for a long time.
The senior sister came over and touched her head: “Meeting Master, be good.”
Ling Zhen nodded. She has always been very good.
The senior brother also looked at her: “After playing for so long, should I take care of it?”
Ling Zhen nodded as usual.
But she was very strange in her heart. Although she was not diligent, she didn’t finish her school work one day. She still did everything that should be done. Why did the brother say she seemed to be abandoned for a long time?
Ling Zhen’s doubts grew deeper and deeper.
She felt like they were all tasting something, but she couldn’t remember it anyway.
This feeling is terrible.
After entering the master’s palace, everything is as usual. The real man Lingxu sits high on the lotus platform, with a long-distance gaze, preaching and admonishing the disciples. The brothers and sisters around were also focused as usual, meditating hard, and practicing with great concentration.
But Ling Zhen didn’t know what was wrong, and couldn’t calm down anyway.
She tried to find out the forgotten part of her mind several times, but the sense of consciousness that could be explored was bounced back every time, as if she had been sealed with a restriction that she couldn’t undo.
Time and time again, she felt an inexplicable anxiety in her heart.
I don’t know why, but I was very anxious, as if someone was waiting for her subconsciously.
The net of real person Lingxu’s divine consciousness is so wide that he has no boundaries. His unpredictable gaze swept over and fell on the top of the little fairy: “Ling Zhen–“
Ling Zhen was clever, and subconsciously sat up straight.
Master is very strict, Ling Zhen has been punished since he was a child, and instinctively fears him.
But even if he seemed to be focused on the surface, Ling Zhen still panicked. Her forehead was sweating inexplicably, and her heart was beating very fast, and she was anxious and even nauseous.
At this moment, a voice came from outside the palace: “Uncle, Master Yuanxu’s law bell, I have brought you.”
Everyone followed the voice and looked outside the door, and saw a handsome white man with a long body holding a golden magic bell.
“The first disciple of Yuan Xu’s seat?…”
“The name is Zichu? I saw it today, and I really have an extraordinary temperament…”
The senior brothers and sisters around were all lowly complimenting, but Ling Zhen stared at the man in a daze, stiff.
It was a strange face.
This person is strange, and his voice is strange.
But from the moment Ling Zhen saw him, he finally felt like something shattered into a crack in his heart, and a strong sorrow suddenly surged from that crack.
Not because the stranger in front of him was sad, but because he evoked a certain sealed memory. The brain still couldn’t break the prohibition, but strong reluctance and reluctance came out like a tide.
Ling Zhen stood up abruptly.
“Junior sister, what are you doing!”
The fairy king holding the Fa-bell looked at her naturally, his expression was not surprised, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning in the silence.
Ling Zhen stepped out more and more, heading towards that person.
Suddenly the real person Lingxu said, “Stop–!”
This sound was as thick as a bell, and the mighty coercion of the ancients struck her, Ling Zhen instantly felt that his shoulders seemed to be heavy!
She was just a weak little fairy, and she shook her body immediately and almost fell to her knees.
Everyone around was swept aside, all shocked.
“Junior sister, stop making trouble!”
Although Fairy Ling Zhen is eccentric, but soft-tempered, he is always the most obedient and well-behaved.
But Ling Zhen stabilized his figure, but did not stop, but walked out slowly and firmly, step by step. She passed the fairy king holding the golden bell, walked under the seat of the real person of Lingxu, meticulously bowed down.
Surrounded by green smoke on the lotus platform, the real person Lingxu looked unpredictable. He is a god above the nine heavens, and his mind is unpredictable. The hall of the high hall was silent, and everyone did not dare to make a sound.
Ling Zhen knelt down, even his fingers trembling.
Master can crush her to death with a single finger, Ling Zhen has lived to this day and has never disobeyed him once.
But this time, it was different.
Ling Zhen lowered his head, shuddering, and said clearly, “Master, please return it to me.”
Her nose was sour and she had an inexplicable urge to cry, saying that seemed to have taken her life’s courage.
…Is it okay to return the banned part of the memory to her?
There was an uproar in the hall.
They didn’t expect that the most beautiful and well-behaved little fairy on weekdays would dare to defy the master!
“What a courage!”
As soon as the voice fell, the coercion of the real person Lingxu came under heavy pressure again. This time it was more menacing than last time, and it was like ten thousand mountains descending from nine days, with purple lightning and thunder, all falling on that thin shoulder!
Ling Zhen’s throat instantly sweetened, and then a smell of rust spread in his mouth.
“Do you know wrong?”
Ling Zhen could hardly breathe, his eyes were blurred, and the weight of a thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousands of weight was almost crushed to pieces—
But while she was dimly aware, a very detailed picture suddenly flashed.
Someone is holding her.
With a chuckle, kiss her ear.
Fairy Ling Zhen squeezed his fist, suddenly found courage in his heart, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and spoke word by word.
“Disciple, don’t know what’s wrong.”
Behind her, Wen Zichu, who was holding Faling in his hand, stared blankly and his heart tightened.
If he guessed right, Lingxu Zhenren should follow his trajectory to find Ling Zhen in the world in the book, and force her to be recalled.
Wen Zichu knew that Ling Zhen didn’t want to return, but he didn’t expect that she would be able to withstand this in order to go back.
Is that spiritually impoverished and mortal world as good as that…
After Ling Zhen said this sentence, Ling Xu’s expression changed a few times, and finally he gave a cold snort and waved his hand: “Impossible fool!”
Qianjun’s pressure suddenly withdrew, and Ling Zhen fell on the ground, coughing violently.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and prayed in their hearts that she should stop confronting her master!
The little fairy knelt alone in the hall, coughing as if he was crying blood.
After a long time, she raised her hand and wiped the corners of her lips, her voice trembling but firm: “Master, can you unblock the disciple?”
Lingxu’s eyes fell.
The green smoke on the lotus platform disappeared, and the expression of the old man with white eyebrows was a little complicated.
After a while, he waved his sleeves: “Then it depends on your good fortune——”
With a breeze rolling in his sleeve, Fairy Ling Zhen disappeared.
At this time, Wen Zichu came up holding Faling and handed it over.
Ling Xu coldly snorted: “My disciple has such a great face, even Yuan Xu’s first disciple lied for her.”
Wen Zichu knew that this meant that he lied about not meeting Ling Zhen, so he bowed slightly to apologize.
After the real person Lingxu received the bell, Wen Zichu suddenly said, “But…the uncle finally agreed to her, didn’t he?”
If Real Person Lingxu really gets angry, how can Ling Zhen walk out of this temple well?
Lingxu still snorted coldly: “This seat has not been unblocked, just gave her a chance.”
“If she can think of it, she will naturally have a cause and condition. If she can’t remember it, she can stay here to practice.”
Master’s sleeve directly swept Ling Zhen back to his fairy palace.
She stumbled to a stop in front of the palace gate, held on to the door rail, coughed, and then lifted her foot into the palace.
The last words of Master told her that it depends on her good fortune. But she was at a loss and couldn’t understand the meaning.
The pain that the consciousness was almost crushed remained in his body, and Ling Zhen was filled with panic in his heart, looking around in the fairy palace in a panic.
But she didn’t even know what she was looking for.
Ling Zhen traveled to every corner of the entire fairy palace, even surpassing every stone on the top of Yunyu Mountain, but in the end he found nothing.
Sure enough, good luck has never been illusory.
She dragged her body, the hope in her heart dimmed little by little, and finally bowed her head, walked slowly back to her bedroom, and sat down at the table.
The tip of the nose is so sore.
She has a calm temper and has never asked for anything.
How could she take away her most important things casually like this.
Ling Zhen rubbed his eyes, but they became more and more red.
There were still a few mortal novels she used to pass the time on the table in front of her, and now she couldn’t bring up any interest.
When a book was opened, Ling Zhen closed it with red eyes and threw it aside.
But at the moment of closing, her gaze suddenly stopped and fell on the title of the book.
-“Road to the Fanfare”.
As if something was cracking in his mind, she suddenly “clicked”.