The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and the chirping of insects further highlights the tranquility of the mountain. The top of the mountain is covered with rubble and overgrown with weeds, looking a little desolate.
Wang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, took out the purple gourd, and returned to the real world.
It was also late at night before he left. He stayed in the fairyland for many days, and when he returned it was still a moonlit night.
The sounds of insects, the occasional chirping of night birds, and the gentle breeze bring a peaceful atmosphere to the world.
Wang Xuan had a brief feeling of unreality. Did he ever leave? To become an immortal, does one's spirit go far away and travel for a period of time?
This is the old land, the mortal world. He sat cross-legged for several days without moving, and then he went to the fairyland? Now that he has returned, it does seem like a dream.
Ancient people met immortals and then woke up, but their memories were filled with extremely profound and unforgettable experiences. But are they generally similar? For example, Nan Ke Yi Meng, etc.
Fortunately, he was sure that this was not a dream. The purple gourd was in his hand, warm and crystal clear, but the wisps of chaotic energy had disappeared, corrected by the universe and suppressed invisibly, which even the innate treasures could not resist.
Something was wrong, why was there no cheering? Where was the little thing? He looked down and saw that she was sleeping soundly in the soil. She had dug a small nest in the ground and was sleeping soundly and sweetly.
She set up a magic circle on the top of the mountain and then fell asleep peacefully. She was not on guard against Wang Xuan who was so close to her. She added him to the "white list" and even automatically ignored his existence, otherwise... he would affect her sleep!
Wang Xuan really wanted to pinch her little face and pull it up, but he couldn't take care of her now. He quickly opened the purple gourd and released the grown-up version of the Sword Fairy.
This action startled the little thing, and she jumped up and became extremely alert. Then she saw Wang Xuan coming back with a gourd, and she immediately perked up.
"What about me? Where am I?" She climbed up from the ground, blinking her big eyes.
Jiang Qingyao appeared, walked out of the innate magic gourd, dressed in white, carrying a magic sword on his back, like a person in a painting, standing on this low mountain.
This is not a famous mountain, but just an inconspicuous barren mountain. It was here that she transcended her tribulation and ascended to heaven. Looking down at the wormwood and the rubble all over the ground, this was the small Taoist temple where she lived. Thousands of years later, only the ruins are left.
The two sword fairies, one big and one small, looked at each other, both of them were the same person. Under the moonlight, this moment seemed frozen.
"Why are you bleeding?" The small sword fairy spoke, and then looked at Wang Xuan suspiciously.
"She is injured." Wang Xuan said.
"I'm just picking someone up. What happened?" The miniature Sword Fairy was very nervous.
"You wait here, I'm going to pick the heavenly medicine!" Wang Xuan said, without wasting time, his spirit entered the land of destiny and rushed towards the land of nothingness.
The Sword Fairy was seriously injured. In order to protect him and ensure that he was not harmed, she stood behind him and endured the extraordinary sword intent that was chasing her alone.
Who is that? He once challenged the first person in ancient times, a ruthless man who dared to fight to the death. After practicing for a long time, he held the sword of the world and was invincible in the world!
Wang Xuan was worried about her. Although the Sword Fairy said that there was no serious problem, he was afraid that she would hide her injuries, so he immediately took action and wanted to help her with the divine medicine that could bring the dead back to life.
Recently, whether it is the heavenly vine transformed from the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Lotus, the cactus, or the first immortal tea tree, they are all growing well and full of vitality.
Wang Xuan picked a piece of cactus with flower buds on it, then picked two vine leaves and a bunch of tea fruits, and quickly returned to the real world.
Although the journey is long, it takes only a short time and he can now travel back and forth very quickly.
At this moment, the scene he saw stunned him and made him dazed for a while.
There were two people, one big and one small, both extremely beautiful and ethereal under the moonlight. They were looking at each other and then smiled at each other.
"I was so cute when I was a kid!" Jiang Qingyao said, looking at the little thing and praising herself.
"When I grow up, I will be the prettiest in the world!" The smaller version of the Sword Fairy is even more narcissistic, staring at the mature version of herself.
The two fairies, one big and one small, were looking at each other and praising themselves. The scene was very interesting. Besides, they were indeed exquisite and flawless. The picture on the top of the mountain on a moonlit night was very beautiful.
But the tranquility was soon broken. Jiang Qingyao couldn't help but stretch out her white "magic hand" and pinched the miniature version of her own face, saying, "It feels so good, so chubby and cute!"
The little thing immediately shouted: "Jiang Qingyao, who are you pinching!"
"Pinch myself!" The grown-up version of the Sword Fairy said with a smile. She couldn't help but touch her little self. It was plump and very beautiful. If she didn't rub it, it would be a shame to her delicate little appearance.
"Ah, I am you and you are me, how dare you pinch yourself like this!" the little thing screamed.
Jiang Qingyao smiled and said, "I like it. I haven't seen myself as a child for a long time. I'm so handsome. No wonder I'm so gorgeous when I grow up. I've had a good foundation since I was young!"
"Of course! Look who has grown up. You... stop pinching me!" The little thing was happy at first, then grinned. He was still being kneaded. He felt it was too much, even if he had to pull his own face!
Then, she immediately fought back, hanging on Jiang Qingyao like a koala, and pinching her pretty face that was as delicate as a baby's.
She fought back very quickly. In addition to imitating rubbing her face, she also ruffled Jiang Qingyao's smooth black hair, and kept touching and rubbing it.
Wang Xuan was moved by what he saw. Finally, he couldn't help but take action. He pinched the miniature Sword Fairy's face and tried the long-lost feel again.
"You...ah!" The little thing stopped immediately.
Jiang Qingyao also turned around and glared at him, pinching the little thing was the same as pinching her!
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