Shui Lingyue was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a cool face. Holding the Shui Yue Sword in her hand, she slowly walked to a cave. In such a quiet environment, she slightly raised her bright eyes and saw the three words "Fantasy Moon Pool" for the first time. This is the foundation of Shui Yue Palace, the place of practice for all the palace masters, and the compulsory place for the powerful people in the Water Moon Palace.

However, in front of her, it seemed that it was just an ordinary cave. The entrance of the cave was about nine feet high and more than five feet wide, appeared on a gentle hillside. The entrance of the cave was covered with roses, with small pink flowers, and several even hanging down the entrance. The mountain wind blew and swayed gently. At this time, the water and moon standing at the entrance of the cave was like an iceberg snow lotus blooming among the small flowers, cold and arrogant.

Shui Lingyue silently stared at the three words, and the three words that were eroded by the rain and wind, crawling with traces of time, seemed to be staring at her silently, waiting for her, and calling her.

She didn't say anything or sigh. The next moment, she stepped in, stepped into the unknown years, and said goodbye to the memories of the past.

The cave was not as far as imagined, nor was it as dark as imagined. Shui Lingyue walked slowly about two feet and saw a simple and unusual inner stone chamber at a glance. Several stalactites hung upside down on the top of the cave, as if they were influenced by time to form a black color. The slightly wet part in the corner was covered with a layer of moss. The only difference from outside the cave is that it is particularly quiet. When you walk in, it seems to be completely isolated from the outside world.

Retracting her gaze from the surroundings, Shui Lingyue's gaze finally fell on the stone wall facing the passage. Among the flat stone walls, a stone slab carved water moon pattern was inlaid with a stone pattern. She held the Shui Yue Sword tightly, walked up gently, and stopped in front of the Shui Yue pattern. The Shui Yue Map was covered with black patina, as if recording everyone who had visited for thousands of years.

She stared for a moment, raised her arm, and gently placed her hand on the Shuiyue pattern. The faint light emitted from her fingertips. Shui Lingyue looked at the clear light in her hand expressionlessly.

After a while, it seemed as if he had woken up from Henggu's sleep. The quietness in the stone chamber was suddenly broken by a distant light sound, like a whole stone cave sighing softly, and then something began to turn. Then, the clear light also lit up on the water moon map. At the same time, the water moon pattern began to rotate, and just one week later, there was a "click" behind the stone wall, and everything paused again.

Shui Lingyue put down her arm and waited quietly. In a moment, a heavy rumbling sounded in the stone chamber. Just in the middle of the Shui Yue pattern, a patterned deep hole suddenly appeared in the stone wall that was originally complete.

Shui Lingyue lowered her eyebrows and looked at the Shuiyue Sword in her hand, pursed her red lips, and with a "swish", she pulled out the Shuiyue Sword and inserted the sword body into the deep hole.

Later, the stone wall in front of him slowly separated, and a secret entrance appeared, but there was a misty mist hovering at the entrance of the cave. It looked like clouds and smoke, rising, hazy, and it was impossible to see clearly any further inside.

Shui Lingyue put away the Shui Yue sword. Without hesitation, she stepped in. The mist swallowed her and her figure disappeared quickly. The stone walls on both sides closed silently again, without revealing a trace of gap.

In the haze, a rectangular clear pool, as bright as the moon, appeared in the depths of the mist, and the faint water mist originally at the feet of Shui Lingyue suddenly rotated and gathered. Soon, a white fog formed under her feet. Then, Shui Lingyue was like a fairy, and her whole body slowly rose in the mist of white clouds and floated to the clear pool. The white fog floated around her like the softest silk.

The water is floating in the moon's white clothes, and the skin is as bright as snow, as if the fairy in the Moon Palace has fallen into the mortal world.

In a trance, a lightning flashed past his eyes, suddenly piercing through the sky, turning into an unparalleled lightsaber and falling from the sky, dazzling and dazzling, making people unable to face it. The sky and the earth were misty, and the heavy rain on the ground was washed away by the earth.

But I saw a carriage moving forward in a difficult situation on the muddy road. Suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a pretty woman tied her head and wiping her forehead, frowned with her eyebrows, and called out with an anxious and painful expression: "My husband, I, I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore, the child is about to be born."

The man with a simple face in front of the car wiped the rain from his face, not caring about the wet clothes all over his body, and whispered loudly: "Madam, hold on for a while, there is a small temple ahead." After that, he stood up, sucked the horse hard, and drove forward in the whistling wind and rain.

Then, a fantasy moon with strange silver light flashed in the blue night sky, hanging high in the sky. In an instant, my mind turned blank and everything disappeared. Only my eyes were still staring at the back of the fantasy moon.

She actually saw herself, wearing white clothes, with a cold face, standing in front of the small temple standing in the wind and rain with a sword, as if it was a low and distant sound. Some people in the temple were crying softly, and some were breathing heavily while waiting anxiously, but then a young voice burst into tears. In an instant, thousands of rays of light came out of the small temple, dispelling the strong wind and thunder in the sky.

"Born, born, finally born!" A man's voice called out with joy and excitement.

"My husband, it's a pity, it's a pity that he's a girl." A woman said in a weak voice with a trembling self-blame.

"Haha, hehe..." The man smiled honestly, with happiness and gratitude in his simple feelings: "Boys and girls are the same, just be our kids, hehe, hehe..."

The next moment, she seemed to see the crying baby through the walls of the small temple, snuggling in the arms of her parents, opening her bright and clear eyes, looking at the world novelly, and looking at her parents with happy faces.

At some point, standing outside the small temple, she suddenly saw a black air, as faint as blue smoke, flying from the sky, hovering around the small temple for several times, and finally became as thin as a gossip. She drilled in through the crack of the dilapidated window, circled around the couple for a long time, and finally slowly condensed, like a fog, forming a transparent figure, with clothes and appearance vaguely visible.

The woman looked at the scene in front of her in horror, subconsciously hugged the baby in her arms, and said in a trembling voice: "Ghost, there are ghosts, my husband! There are ghosts."

The man, with a look of horror, blocked the mother and daughter behind him, opened his mouth wide, and looked at everything in front of him with an incredible look.

The transparent figure stood for a moment, slowly raised his hand, and turned into the air, and two witches formed in front of him, naked, about three feet tall, blue skin, wearing ring-shaped jewelry, dancing with hands and feet, swaying hips and hips, like performing an ancient dance.

In an instant, the couple fainted one after another. The two witches walked forward with strange steps with the same hands and feet, and shook for a moment. As if they were performing some kind of ritual, they finally opened their blue lips and sucked hard at the couple's eyebrows. Two clean and pure white mist slowly flowed out and were swallowed by the two witches one after another. In an instant, the couple's skin sagged and turned into two terrifying mummies.

The transparent figure was empty again, pointing to the baby who had lost his parents and cried helplessly. The two witches walked forward with their hands and feet. As if they had lost a lot of effort, they opened the woman's tight arms and slowly raised the baby who was crying over their heads. They turned around and knelt on the ground, and contributed to the transparent figure.

The transparent figure salivated and looked at the crying baby greedily, as if he had obtained a rare treasure. He slowly raised his hands, stretched out his five fingers to make an eagle claw, and a faint black aura appeared on his fingertips, and grabbed the weak and helpless baby.

"Don't do anything to do it!" A brilliant sword came suddenly, and a dark cloud was seen spreading on the dragon's bun, covering the face with a light gauze. A middle-aged woman in Suluo robe, with a man and a sword in one, falling from the sky.

In the midst of lightning, such a powerful sword was so powerful that the transparent figure had no time to deal with it. In amazement, he had no choice but to throw the two witches in front of him to resist.

Then two screams, the two witches disappeared under the sword, but the sword still kept its momentum and pointed at the transparent figure. In a panic, the transparent figure threw the baby in his hand again.

The middle-aged woman holding the sword was slightly stunned when she saw the situation. The sword was a little bit off. She pressed her hand tightly against the baby's petite body. In the misalignment, she reached out and hugged the falling baby in her arms. She shouted "Qi!" and the fairy sword in her hand turned into a light several feet long, slashing towards the transparent figure.

The transparent figure cried out: "Shuiyue Sword!" and wanted to turn into black air and run out of the temple top to escape, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman was so profound that she was finally injured by Jianmang's left arm and ran away with injuries.

The middle-aged woman stood firm, shook her wrist, took back the fairy sword, held the baby in her arms, looked at the couple who were poisoned, shook their heads, sighed lightly, and bounced their fingers, ignited the flames, burning the two mummies.

The baby in the middle-aged woman's arms stopped crying, ate her fingers, and two balls of flames reflected in her bright eyes...
Chapter completed!