The Flower is Poisonous

In a bamboo forest, the ground was covered with dead leaves three feet thick, and the earth was yellow.

Bamboo is a piece of dark green sword leaves, pieces of bamboo leaves like a green handle short sword.

As far as the eye can see, there are dense bamboo forests, and among the bamboo forests, there is a path leading to the mountains of bamboo forests.

Su Mo stepped on the path, feeling the foot soft, it seems that the foot of this bamboo path also accumulated very thick bamboo dead leaves.

"Where is this senior?" Su Mo doubt turned his head to look at the side of the way twelve in splendid clothes.

Dao 12 with his hands on his back, his upright posture is like the sword bamboo in this forest.

"This is the secret place of Taoism." Dao 12 looked at the dark green bamboo forest and sighed.

"Are there bamboo forests on Daoxuan Mountain?" In retrospect, Su Mo seemed to have never seen a bamboo forest in this world.

Dao 12 saw Su Mo at a glance, and got up along the bamboo path slowly to the mountain, "here is not on the Dao Xuanshan, this is the ancestral land of the Tao."

Su Mo a leng, but did not expect Dao 12 will take themselves to Dao Zong ancestral land, shook his head and stepped up to keep up with Dao 12.

Dao 12 walked slowly in front, seemingly in no hurry.

On both sides of the sword bamboo occasionally there will be dead leaves falling, it seems that every moment there are new buds growing, every moment there are dead leaves falling, it seems that time here goes very fast.

Su Mo followed behind Dao 12, often can also see the bamboo forest has a bulge of earthen bags.

It seems to see Su Mo's doubts, Dao 12 toward those earthen bags slowly opened the mouth and said: "Those are the Tibetan places of Taoist sages."

Su Mo a shocked, slowly looked at that one earthen bag, those earthen bags piled on thick leaves, it looks like the leaves were swept together, piled into a pile of leaves.

"Why is there no monument?" Su Mo see those buried with the Taoist sage before the tomb unexpectedly have no tombstone.

"There are too many. Some are just outside children who died for the Daoist inheritance, and some are even non-Daoist." Dao 12 shook his head and continued, "Although only some of the people of the Tao sect can enter the ancestral land after their death, it is still too many."

"Some die by apostas, some by doing evil, some by doing good..."

"If there are more, there will be no need to erect a monument. On each tombstone are inscribed the words of Taoist sages."

Su Mo toward the tomb of those no stele respectful slightly bow, Dao twelve slightly nod, continue to take Su Mo forward.

Two people slowly walked to the end of the bamboo path, where there is a bamboo door, clearly is a very low bamboo door, but Su Mo can not see the scenery behind the bamboo door.

Dao 12 walked slowly to the bamboo gate and slowly opened his mouth: "The road behind the bamboo gate is the Dao step, which is the succession step of each generation of the Dao Zong."

"On this stone step, there will be an examination by the elders of the Emperor, and only when they pass the examination can they go to the divine spring at the top..."

"If you are not a Taoist, you will not receive the patriarch inheritance of my Taoist school, but you will still go through those tests." Dao 12 stood with his hands behind his back before the stone steps, slowly opening the way.

Su Mo looked at Dao 12, and then slowly lowered her head with a bitter smile: "There is no need to go up.... Predecessors should also have seen that my spiritual injury can not be saved by nourishing it alone!"

"Yes, in my opinion you are certain to die...." Dao 12 nodded, "But when I am entrusted by others, I will be loyal to others." Whether or not the Fountain works for you, I will let you go there."

At the mercy of... Su Mo suddenly thought of the way birch in seeing the way 12 recovery of the kind of surprise, immediately felt with the way 12 said by people.

"In whose trust is the elder?" Su Mo looked at Dao 12 asked.

Dao 12 shook his head, "You don't need to know that, all you need to know is... The test on this stage is as difficult as it is difficult, and as simple as it is simple.

"Go by yourself, and you will see the spring of God when you walk down the steps."

Su Mo nodded, slowly pushed open the stone door and strode into it.

The bamboo door closed automatically after Su Mo entered, like separating the two worlds...

When Su Mo disappeared after the bamboo door, a graceful woman in a white dress slowly appeared beside Dao 12.

The woman's figure is tall and elegant, if the skin is condensed fat, the appearance is unique, a pair of bright eyes with cold, a white cold white dress dragging the sword bamboo leaves at the foot of the wind and dance, like a unique and independent goddess.

The breeze is blowing and God is shining.

The woman looked at the bamboo door with complicated eyes, and did not know whether she was looking at the bamboo door or at the person behind it...

"Who are you?" Twelve looked sideways at the woman in the white dress.

Just this is the woman appeared out of thin air at his side, a seemingly very ordinary pill to his own after taking, he instantly restored to repair.

As a deal, it is to let oneself bring Su Mo to Tao Zong ancestral land.

He could see that the woman's cultivation was equal to his own, but there seemed to be an endless abyss behind her, unfathomable, and after some thought he agreed to her request.

He could sense that there was no malice...

The woman in the white dress turned to look at Dao 12 and faintly opened her mouth:

"Be assured, I am not of you in the ninth or eighth realm... Your ninth realm's disputes with the others are none of my business. I will not intervene in your coming battle, and I will soon be gone!"

"And what is your purpose?" Tao 12 believes what the other person is saying, and the person who is practicing high does not need to lie to the person who is practicing low, because it makes no sense.

The woman in the white dress looked at the bamboo door again, with boundless complex colors in her bright eyes: "Come and meet the man who has stained me with the dust..."

"The divine spring cannot save him, and the divine spring can only nourish the spirit, but not repair the broken spirit." Twelve open paths.

"I know..." The white dress woman lowered her head, the complexity in her eyes was very undisguised, "only the other shore flower can save him..."

"But... The other shore flower is poisonous..."

A breeze came slowly, blowing the woman's long hair in front of the forehead with the wind.

The woman looked deeply at the bamboo door, looking at the figure behind the bamboo door.

"I shouldn't have come, but here I am...."

"Three thousand avenues and three thousand worries... I, after all, have not been able to escape the fate of three thousand."

"A thousand separate nine days, a wisp of red dust... How can I face this obsession with the world..."

"The best thing to do is to kill you... To cut off the dust..."

"But why do I..."

The breeze blew, swinging down two withered bamboo leaves.

Then the figure of the woman in white disappeared...