Immortal Voices

After Yang Ming stepped out of the room, he came to Si Xin's face, seeing Si Xin's indignation, the temperature on his face dissipated: "It seems that Ershimei didn't realize her fault."

Sixin grieved: "It is obviously Rong Xian that is bad, why is my brother saying that I am wrong."

Yangming's face was colder than before. If it was really ordinary than a sword, how could the castration of the sword go towards the human heart.

He used to think that the small contradiction between brothers and sisters was nothing. Which child didn't quarrel when he was a kid, but his negligence almost caused a tragedy. He would never allow such a thing to happen.

Yang Ming's face was majestic, and his tone was decisive: "You have done something wrong but have no regrets. You only want to avoid responsibility, and it really disappoints me. I punished you for three months in Houshan, and think about your mistake where."

He threw away his sleeves, leaving Si Xin directly in place.

She looked fierce, and Rong Xian was so good at it that she let the older brother be more and more disappointed in her. She really underestimated Rong Xian's influence.

After Si Xin was punished, Rong Xian had been injured in bed.

She turned the quaint bamboo slips in her hand, these leisure days made her a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Rong Xian's body was tense, her gaze looked at the corner of the room, and squinted: "Come out."

The words fell, and a young man wearing a Confucian robe and a high crown, holding a bamboo slip, came out of the shadows.

The young man has bright eyes, and when he looks at people, he feels gentle.

"Respect the Lord," he cried with a faint smile on his face, without the extra gestures, he could not ignore the solemnity in his tone.

Seeing an acquaintance, Rong Xian's body did not relax at all, she said in a deep voice: "The breeze was unexpected, and she could find me here."

After a pause, she asked dangerously, "How can you find me?"

Han Xi knew what she meant and wouldn't let any of her subordinates bother her, so Ye Qingfeng could have appeared here, and it must have been him.

Ye Qingfeng knew that if he answered half incorrectly, the Lord would certainly not let him go.

He did not have any fear, and still smiled elegantly: "The Lord does not need to worry, the breeze is also unexpectedly aware of the breath of the Lord."

Ye Qingfeng took out a light-colored bead from his arms, and said with a little confusion, "This is a bead I accidentally got. I wanted to refine it as a spiritual treasure. I never thought that this bead would never do anything Moving. Until one day five years ago, the bead suddenly burst into light and almost came out. The breeze was curious and came here with the guidance of the bead. "

Speaking of this crop, Ye Qingfeng laughed abruptly: "I never thought of meeting the Lord here."

Rong Xian's attention at this time was all on this bead. She didn't ask Ye Qingfeng that she had already taken away the house, and her looks were not hers. How did he recognize her? Ye Qingfeng didn't say that it seemed that there was a strange tacit understanding between them.

Regarding Ye Qingfeng, although Rong Xian had some doubts in her heart, she subconsciously chose to believe, and that inexplicable trust made her eyes darken.

She stood up and slowly approached Ye Qingfeng, her footsteps stopped three steps in front of Ye Qingfeng, as if bewildered, she reached out and touched the beads.

Ye Qingfeng held her breath, staring at Zhu Zi and Rong Xian, her heart inexplicably bursting into two points of nervousness.

After Rong Xian's hand touched the beads, the beads flew directly from Ye Qingfeng's hands and were suspended in mid-air. The thick water vapor surrounded Rong Xian.

Rong Xian called subconsciously: "Water Spirit Pearl."

Shui Lingzhu seemed to hear Rong Xian calling her name, she shivered with joy, and fell into Rong Xian's hands.

Rong Xian had a weird illusion. The bead belonged to her, and she was from beginning to end. But she happened to see her for the first time, whether before or after she lost her house.

After a moment of silence, Rong Xian looked up at Ye Qingfeng, and his tone was beyond doubt: "The breeze, the water spirit beads are mine."

Ye Qingfeng sighed under his heart: really so.

He smiled with relief, elegant and gentle: "It is worth honoring the Lord."

Rong Xian's body was relaxed a lot, and her tone was gone. She turned her wrists and the water beads had disappeared. She asked, "Have you been in Xuanhua Mountain for years?"

Ye Qingfeng was holding the bamboo slips, and his manners were more casual and unrestrained: "The breeze came to Xuanhua Mountain in more than half a month. When I saw the Lord in peace, the breeze was relieved."

Rong Xian didn't ask him about the holy mountain, and after hesitating for a moment, he gave him another task: "Now Xinya is now under the control of the condensing moon, and the breeze does not have to go back. You can find the water spirit pearl is also a blessing. "

She looked at Ye Qingfeng deeply and said, "There are five elements in the heavens and the earth, and now I see the water spirit beads, I guess there must be four gold beads of fire, earth and gold. Your cultivation is assured for me, and the four spirit beads will be given to you. To find."

Ye Qingfeng replied solemnly: "Yes, his subordinates take orders."

After Ye Qingfeng left, Rong Xian watched Shui Lingzhu's heart move. Lingzhu, which had been hidden in the soul, suddenly appeared, exuding a touch of green and huge vitality to wrap her.

Rong Xian opened her right hand, and the water-spiked water spirit beads flew into the air and entangled with them.

Her eyes flashed, and she called softly, "Mu Lingzhu."

Mu Lingzhu trembled. For the first time in thousands of years, Rong Xian felt joy in him.

This thing that caused the Rong family to destroy the family was really a wooden bead. Rong Xian looked at the two beads juxtaposed together, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was ironic and bitter.

One thousand six hundred years ago, the whole world turned upside down in order to compete for the magical spirit beads. Countless family gates disappeared. Who would have thought that the same spirit beads would appear in the hands of people with the same surname in less than two thousand years.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and tried to suppress the sadness.

Folding up two spirit beads, Rong Xian picked up a new roll of bamboo slips and turned them up. Suddenly, she seemed to see something, and pinched the bamboo slips.

Looking closely, it turns out that there is a feeling left by predecessors at the bottom of the bamboo slips.

——I am ambitious to save the world by practicing medicine, and Enze is born.

Rong Xian read this sentence twice, and a look of joy appeared in her eyes. She finally found a way to restrain karma.

As a healer, you can make good destiny, seize the next line of vitality without violating your fate, and good deeds will dissolve karma. One day, this karma can't help her.

She smiled, Feng Yue's eyes seemed to be full of Yuehui, containing thousands of scenery, people could not help but stop and enjoy.

Rong Xian walked to the table and looked at these medical classics brought by the elder brother. It is said that they are all the experience left by the second head of Xuanhuashan, and some Danfang are also recorded in it.

Rong Xian couldn't take care of her injuries. She looked at the classics carefully and quickly, and wrote down the contents quickly.

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes when she turned to a essay Dan Fang.