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In order to protect herself, Yueer exhausted all her cultivation base with a full blow, frightened the blue sky and returned to her body. This was the best way she could think of to save herself at the time, otherwise she would fall into the hands of the blue sky, and the end would be worse than the ashes. If the godhead is destroyed, it means that she will never be reborn no matter how many tens of thousands of years or tens of thousands of years go through.

Now, there is at least the ontology.

The snow lotus looked at the surrounding flowers and trees with a sigh of relief. Knowing that Fang Dahai would do what he said, even if there was a problem with other people's character, he would not make fun of his incense. Although this place is not nourished by snow mountains, it is already the place with the most aura nearby. Bathe in the evening drum and morning bell, and then repair the human form little by little on this Cangcang Mountain.

Yue'er secretly sighed. She was in a hurry and didn't leave a message for Fang Dahai to tell her parents that she would disappear for a while, and they should stop looking for themselves all over the world like last time.

It was half a year since I left last time, and this time Yue'er herself didn't know when she could go down the mountain again. It may be half a year, it may be a year, or it may be the parents' lifetime.

Yue'er was in a melancholy mood, and she unconsciously recalled her own horribly troubled little god.

The flower **** was originally an ordinary snow lotus that could no longer be ordinary, growing on the side of the most ordinary rock in the snow-capped mountains. It’s the happiest thing to bask in the sun and blow the air every day, and stretch a few when it’s snowing. At that time, the little snow lotus did not have any lofty ideals. He thought that he would have the same fate as all the snow lotus sisters. The flowers bloomed to the extreme and decayed, ending this short and holy life.

But one day, the gods didn't know where to go, passing by the snow-capped mountain and hitting a blunt child on the side of the rock. When he woke up, he saw the little snow lotus on the side of the rock, which was very cute.

At that time, there was no flower **** in Qingyun Continent, so the **** said: "Your little flower is pure and white, and it doesn't mess with dust. It is quite suitable to be a flower god. Today I will enlighten you, but in the future, will you be good It depends on you."

The gods ordered little snow lotus and gave little snow lotus spiritual knowledge, and little snow lotus felt that she was particularly bullish. Every day I shook my head and shook my head in the sun, when the wind came, and when the snow came. But I didn't know that she was cultivation in the eyes of others. One day, a snowflake fell on the rock. She thought the hexagonal shape of the snowflake was very cute. I thought that if I had two hands, I could hold that snowflake in my palm. Then, for some reason, her two leaves really turned into two white tender little hands.

Xiao Xuelian was so happy that she used a pair of small hands to grasp here and there every day. She didn't feel how strange she was at that time. However, she was happy that she did not know that the danger was coming.

A medicine-gathering man climbed up the snow-capped mountain in a hurry, and wanted to pick snow lotus and take it back to sell medicine to make money to support his family. The herb picking man trekking around the snow-capped mountains, he picked three snow lotus and thought it was a great harvest. I was tired, and sat on the rock to take a breath.

Little Xuelian shivered, is this stone beside her looks like a chair? Everyone has to come and sit here. The gods sit here to welcome, and people can enlighten themselves. What are you sitting here as a herbalist? You are the servant who came to cut my life!

Xiao Xuelian prayed that the medicine collector could not see herself, but the medicine collector was not blind. He took a short rest and saw the little snow lotus under the rock, and he was very pleasantly surprised that he could not find any place to break through the iron shoes.

The medicine picker took out the medicine **** and was about to end Xiao Xuelian's spiritual cultivation road, but the mountain shook suddenly at his feet.

It's an avalanche!

The herbal medicine collector watched the snow-capped mountains collapse, and the snow was rolling down. He has nowhere to go, and nowhere to run. He can only be appointed to hug the first to die.

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Little Xuelian didn't know how her brain was twitching at that moment, she was about to die, and the medicine picker was about to kill her, but she stretched out her little hand and tried her best to support the snow that was pressing over her head. The medicine picker was not crushed to death by the rushing snow, but was shocked to find that it was the snow lotus that he was about to dig out and stretched out his hands to support himself.

The medicine picker was so shocked that the snow lotus actually had the essence of spiritual consciousness. After he was frightened, he felt ashamed. He wanted to kill Huajing, but Huajing tried his best to save him.

The avalanche is over and the world is quiet.

Seeing that the flower essence couldn't hold on, the herb picker hurriedly used the herb digging **** to plan it upward. Finally, the medicine picker saw the sky again. He didn't just walk away just because he came back to life again, instead he wielded the medicine **** to clean the snow around Little Snow Lotus all the time.

The herb picker was saved, and Xiao Xuelian also escaped.

Xiao Xuelian was very grateful that she instinctively stretched out her hand, and she saved not only the herbalist, but herself. If there is no medicine collector to dig snow, then he will be buried under the snow mountain forever.

The herbal medicine man bowed respectfully to Xiao Xuelian, saying thank you to the flower essence, Xiao Xuelian shouted in his heart: "I am not the flower essence, I am the flower god! Do you know the flower god? It is a god!"

Xiao Xuelian originally shouted in her heart, but in the end she made an unexpected noise. Surprise, surprise, surprise, my own practice has made a qualitative leap.

Later, Xiao Xuelian learned that saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha, which is a great merit. Therefore, her cultivation speed will become extremely fast in the future, and it took her five hundred years to have a human form for someone who has only cultivated for a thousand years.

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Yueer Huaye held the flower head and thought about it for a while. Later, she went down the mountain, relying on her aptitude for a three-legged cat, shouting to eliminate evil and defend the way and help justice. As a result, the face is often swollen and bruised by the wicked. After learning from the pain, I realized that my ability is rubbish, and I have to practice hard. So when I went back to the snow-capped mountains to immerse myself in cultivating for hundreds of years, and when I was able to protect myself from the wind, I felt that I was too strong, and I went down again.

This time she defeated a few wicked people and saved a few people. She was so complacent that she was infinitely powerful and unmatched! Later, I heard that a big villain appeared in Jiang Ping's generation. She didn't know how to save the people, so she tried desperately to challenge. As a result, when he hit the iron plate this time, the wicked man was really evil, and his cultivation was profound. People are not evil at all, they are demons!

Just when Xiao Xuelian thought that her life was about to end, the **** appeared. The **** defeated the big devil and saved Xiao Xuelian. The **** said he was very surprised. He didn't expect that in just a thousand years, Little Hualien would have such an ability. And all the people saved by Xiao Xuelian regarded her as a god. So the gods directly made an exception to tell the gods that she was the **** of flowers in this world from now on.

When the announcement was issued, the whole God Realm was shocked. Although there are many gods in this world, none of them can sit on the position of a **** after a thousand years of cultivation. Everyone in the temple, which one is not tens of thousands of years of cultivation, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years.

But if the gods insist on doing it, others can't say anything.

Little Xuelian wanted to enter the temple, and felt that she should have a resounding name. When I scratched my head and couldn't think of it, I saw a pair of couplets on the doorpost of the temple. Shanghai United is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon. Little Snow Lotus saw that there were flowers, and the ones that could be carved on the gateposts of the temple must be special cows. Well, call yourself Chunhua!

Since then, the flower **** has the name of the earth bomb **** world, Chunhua.