These two powerful forces rushed into Ji Huan's soul, but they gave Ji Huan a severe headache, as if his soul was suddenly crushed and fell to a strange place.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the fragrance of herbs and flowers are planted all over the valley, with fragrance, smoke lingering, abundant spiritual power, like a fairyland but not a fairyland.

Ji Huan had a headache, where is this?

It's really inexplicable.

Without seeing anyone, Ji Hua could only walk around by himself, walking and walking, and actually reached the edge of the valley.

Ji Hua looked out and felt dizzy, and the ground was far away below.

Oh my god, it turns out that this is not a valley, but a mountain floating in the air. No wonder there is so smoke around it. It turns out that these are all clouds. But there are actually mountains that can float in the air and move, which is really amazing.

The plane can fly by gasoline and power. This mountain is many times larger than the plane. I don’t know how powerful people can control it with their power to not fall to the ground and float around.

Sure enough, this world cannot be explained by science.

Ji Huan had to turn around and walk back, looking for someone everywhere if there was anyone.

After searching among the flowers for a long time, I finally found a huge wisteria tree standing in the mountains. At this time, the wisteria is about to fall, but this huge wisteria is blooming very brilliantly and there is no sign of withering at all.

Moreover, the flowers are particularly large than ordinary wisteria flowers, and the petals are pure purple and pure purple, moist and crystal clear, and are carved into beautiful purple jade, shining with a hazy light. It seems that the owner is taking good care of him in normal times.

Ji Huan felt very beautiful. Even a mortal like her could detect a strong demonic aura.

However, this kind of demonic aura is not annoying, but it has a warm feeling.

Not far from the flower tree, there is a small bamboo hut built with golden jade bamboo. This is a treasure among bamboos. The hut built is like jade inlaid topaz, which is very delicate and cute.

Ji Hua walked over and found that the door was open, with simple furniture, and a bookshelf, which contained some simple books. On the corner, there were many small toys made of jade and bamboo, various small animals, and music from the sheng and flute.

There are also several exquisitely tailored girls' clothes in the closet, mainly lavender and blue.

It seems to be the woman's residence, and Ji Hua inexplicably thought of the girl she saw in Dongfang Wushang's dream last time.

Apart from this house, there is no other valuable place. Ji Hua can't get out of this illusion, so he can only read the boring old books.

When I opened it, it was all written in a crooked manner.

Ji Huan's black line probably has just started to learn to write, but he didn't even hold it firmly. The characters are like ghost drawing talismans.

However, among the messy words, there are two words that are vigorous and powerful, with gorgeous brushwork, which is completely different from those ghost-drawing talismans. It can be seen that they are not from the same person.

Ji Huan thought that this should have been written by the person who taught the child to write.

"Teng Zi?" Ji Hua couldn't help but recite silently, and a sense of strangeness appeared in his heart. This is the name of a woman, wisteria, vine, this name is poetic.

Turning on the second page, the words you practiced will be much better, at least for her to recognize them.

It was probably the master who grabbed the apprentice's hand and wrote it down one by one.
Chapter completed!