Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

Only affection, family affection, love, and friendship can accompany you through this long road to hell.

The Sansheng Stone, which is as blue as the sky, stands by the Ruoshui River, and its faint brilliance seems to beckon people to approach it.

Han Mengxiao walked over gently, stretched out her hand to caress the smooth mirror, and murmured: "Is this the Sansheng Stone? Is it really so magical to be destined for a lifetime and love for three generations?"

"Love is definitely given. As for whether we can join hands for three generations, it depends on whether the person who has it understands the love or not." Xuan Zun also came over and answered Han Mengxiao indifferently.

"Hehe, that's true." Han Mengxiao turned her head to look at Xuanzun, jokingly said, "However, I only found out today that you, the Demon King, can say such sentimental words."

Xuanzun immediately gave Han Mengxiao a look: "I have underestimated this deity, there is no one who can't understand the affairs of this world, this deity doesn't want those annoying things to be entangled and make you unhappy."

"My lord, you are indeed only suitable for fighting!" Han Mengxiao said with a shallow smile.He took a step and walked to the river.

On the Ruoshui River, there is a white mist that lingers all the year round, and the color of the river cannot be seen clearly, only a burst of cold, salty and damp air rushes into the nose, causing Han Mengxiao to shiver unconsciously.

"This weak water river is really cold. How do we get there?" Han Mengxiao looked at the dense fog in front of him and frowned, "I don't know how wide this river is. I heard that this weak water It is so ferocious that it can devour the bodies of all immortals, demons and gods, and seal their souls."

"The rumors are true, but that's for others. In my opinion, it's just a small river." Xuanzun smiled arrogantly, flicked his long sleeves, and quickly woven a barrier around Han Mengxiao's body. The barrier was something Han Mengxiao had never seen before, like a big bubble, protecting Han Mengxiao inside.

"Let's go there!" Xuanzun pushed the bubble, and Han Mengxiao's body floated past, but Xuanzun himself did not do anything to protect him, and flew away directly.

Passing through the thick fog, Han Mengxiao was stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

I saw the land on the other side, the jasper green flower stalks are full of red and white flowers, the red ones are in full swing, the white ones are not stained with dust, incomparably beautiful and poisonous, the flowers are next to each other, slender The petals are interlaced and stretch forward without end.

Such coquettishness, such beauty, makes the people who watch the flowers feel infinite grief, not knowing that they are pitying this beautiful flower, blooming quietly and lonely, this untouched shore, for thousands of years , not praised, not blessed.

Still sad about my own fate, just like this flower, blooming without regrets, but withered and lonely.

"Midnight, I thought, how about transplanting these flowers to the Huangquan Road so that more people can appreciate such beauty?"

After staring blankly for a while, Han Mengxiao spit out such a sentence.

"Well, it's pretty good." Xuan Zun didn't know why Han Mengxiao had such an idea, but since she wanted to do it, she followed her.

After that, the souls who walk on the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate will see a beautiful and refined woman, taking a flower hoe, and tirelessly burying garlic-like seeds, but much larger than garlic, on both sides of Huangquan Road.