Han Zhenjian said, "Little sister, it's not safe to be alone here at night and you can't see. How about I carry you home?"

The girl nodded and said, "My left foot just happened to be broken. I'm sorry for your hard work!"

She pointed to the southeast and said, "Just carry me to the flower house about two miles away."

The girl just giggled and didn't answer.

Along the way, the bluestone road was bumpy and it was really painful.

After walking for a while, he found corpses strewn all over the roadside. Upon closer inspection, the corpses were covered in black air, and they all smelled of the Guru Elf Fruit. Their skin, flesh, and bones kept popping, and chaotic ghost fires emerged, and they were quickly burned to ashes.

Could it be that these were all fruit thieves? Then why was he fine? Han Zhenjian gritted his teeth and took a difficult step. It took him an incense stick to finally carry her to the flower house.

I saw the fresh fragrance of flowers filling the flower house, and colorful flowers blooming all around. Plum blossoms are pure and elegant, and orchids are fragrant. Apricot blossoms are delicate in the rain, and chrysanthemums are proud of the frost. Narcissus has icy skin and jade bones, and peonies are gorgeous. Peonies are rare in their fragrance, and pomegranates are unparalleled in their beauty. Osmanthus fragrance floats in the moon cave, and hibiscus is cold and beautiful on the cold river.

There are countless flowers, all kinds of charming and gorgeous, competing with each other for beauty, and there are many small flowers that cannot be named, forming a stunning sea of ​​flowers. It is truly a paradise on earth.

Han Zhenjian put the girl down and said with relief: "You're home!"

The girl responded. She fumbled around and plucked a small flower from a thorny tree that glowed in the night. There was a purple bud at the front of the branch that had not yet opened.

At this time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sky cleared.

The girl said, "I have a flower of Epiphyllum here, but it has not bloomed yet. This flower is unique and has extremely high requirements for geographical climate and opportunities. It will not bloom even if it grows here.

"This flower is extremely rare, but it's not worth much. You can take it and keep it as a souvenir. You can transplant it to a suitable place in the future."

"You must be a person with magical powers, and you have good talent. You have occasional adventures, and your magic skills are not low!"

"Remember, you have to water this flower with spiritual fluid every few days, otherwise it will wither. This flower will only bloom by chance on a blood moon night."

After saying that, he handed over the flower.

He took it and found that there was a purple bud at the front of the branch, which had not yet opened and was flashing a faint light.

He took it and put it in his arms, then said, "I have something important to do. I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode away.

The girl's voice sounded from behind: "I know where you are going now. Are you going to Moon Shadow Palace? I'm afraid you will return empty-handed!"

"There's going to be a downpour soon. I have an oilcloth umbrella here. You can use it. You don't have to return it. Just keep it as a souvenir!"

"Thank you for your kindness, but no thanks!"

"May I have your name?"

"Han Zhenjian!"

"My name is Xiyuan! Meeting is fate, and we may never meet again. If you cherish the fate between you and me, then take good care of that flower!"

"Remember, you must water it with spiritual fluid, so that this flower can survive! It's best to use elven blood! Only by injecting it with the power of the soul and watering it with spiritual fluid and blood, will it never wither. Although it is not valuable, as long as you treat it sincerely, it will never let you down. You must cherish it. Remember! Remember!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her jet-black hair suddenly turned into white frost for some reason.

Xiyuan! Xiyuan! Is this a real name? If the girl is saying that she cherishes the fate between her and me, then this name must be fake.

Afterwards, Han Zhenjian carefully cared for the flower and dripped a few drops of various spiritual liquids and monster blood into the flower bud from time to time as he was told. Strangely enough, every time the blood was dripped in, the purple flower bud flickered, and there seemed to be strange star-like eyes blinking inside.

This is a later story.

Flying in the air, he murmured the word "cherish fate".

At this time, it was already late at night, dark clouds were rolling, strong winds were blowing, and heavy rain was pouring down.

He was soaked all over, secretly sighing at the girl's sharp insight. Although she was blind, she seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and countless mysteries in the world.

With his current cultivation level, he couldn't even explain the reason. He just felt that the girl's observation and recognition ability was far superior to that of ordinary people, even far superior to that of a cultivator like himself.

The girl didn't seem to have any magical powers, but although she was blind, she seemed to have a pair of unique wisdom eyes, which amazed him.

Who is this girl?

He used a trace of his true energy to evaporate the rainwater on his body, chanted the water-avoiding technique, and continued to move forward without fear of wind and rain.

After the heavy rain, it gradually turned into a drizzle...

He was thinking about the little girl and always felt that there was something he couldn't figure out.

Just as I was thinking of this, a big mountain appeared in the northwest, with nine dragon-shaped auras rising into the sky. The mountain seemed to be at a high altitude, with strange peaks and rocks, and rising clouds and mist. In the mountain there was a dazzling crystal palace.

There are two rows of osmanthus trees on both sides of the palace, with a pleasant fragrance.

In front of the palace there is a moon-shaped lake, with shimmering waves and a rippling blue moon gradually emerging from the center of the lake. The waterside is full of pink water lilies and surrounded by lush trees. There is a stone tablet next to the lake with the words "Nine Dragon Moon Lake" engraved on it.

While he was thinking, he noticed another strange phenomenon. The blue moon on the lake began to spin, becoming a rapidly spinning vortex...

There were also strange phenomena around. The pink water lily buds set against the green lotus leaves reaching the sky by the lake, which were originally in bud, suddenly blossomed.

That pink lotus, a fountain dozens of feet high spurted out from the center of the pistil of each flower, a blue fountain!

Dozens of blue fountains spurted out at the same time, creating a spectacular sight! After a while, a blue fire several feet high spurted out from the center of the flower stamen.

Very weird!

It really is a good place with abundant spiritual energy! Could this be the Saint Moon Shadow Palace?

Han Zhenjian pressed down the cloud, and there were indeed three words "Yueying Palace" on the plaque above the palace.

The palace gate gradually opened, and a fairyland appeared in the rising clouds.

A slender woman in a white shirt sat in the middle, her back to him, holding a seven-stringed harp in her arms. She was covered with a white veil, her face could not be seen clearly, but her temperament was extraordinary, like the jade Guanyin, her figure was graceful and elegant, like a fairy.

Han Zhenjian stepped forward and bowed, "May I ask the fairy's name?"

"You actually got the Ghost Eye Epiphyllum?"

"???"

"What do you think? Without the Ghost Eye Epiphyllum, you can come here and stand here and talk to me?"

Ghost Eye Epiphyllum? What is it? Could it be the purple bud that the blind girl gave him just now?