(When it comes to the netherworld, the guardian beast that must be mentioned is, of course, Diting.
However, for the young Kellen the Great, he had never even heard of the ancient Netherworld, let alone known of its divine beast, Diting.
It has to be said that when Kellen was young, he was born in the wild Beast of the Abyss of Heaven and had very little contact with the ancient scrolls of gods and demons or the ancient scrolls of spirit communication, which led him to have almost no knowledge of the three realms and five domains when he was young.
However, this ignorant young man was fortunate enough to ride on the Nine Spirits and the Diting, the guardian beasts.
How many people in the future would envy this!
-- Excerpted from "The Mythical Beast's Romance", by Genesis Shenjiang, the master of the study of the mythical beast in later generations - Zirberg King)
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A dark yellow light, whistling through the air, flew into a valley of flowers and grass.
From the inside out, the valley was filled with a strange fragrance and flowers. The emerald green flowers, vines, grass and vines wind their way up from the bottom of the valley to the top. The colorful morning glories, interspersed with clusters of red on the rocks, vie with each other in the tender sunlight. A patch of sparkling fairy purple, along with clusters of strellises, spreads straight down the craggy cliffs to the bottom of the valley.
At the bottom of the valley, on the sunny side, there are lush green leaves like jade clothes, multicolored cyclamens, blooming delicate bodies and giving off alluring fragrance, as if welcoming the arrival of their masters. A dark yellow beast, that is Diting. Stepping on the soft and tender felt of flowers and grass, brushing against the strings of the colorful pea flowers, and with the sweet fragrance that wafts through the air, carrying Feng Ning and the other, slowly intoxicated in the sea of flowers that covers the sky and the earth.
"Isn't it fun here!" Ningxiang gently stroked Diting's back with her two fair and tender little hands, and turned her side to look at the astonished expression on Kellen's face behind her. Ningxiang's delicate little face had already turned into a big red flower.
"Strange flowers cover the top, fragrant grass spreads the ground, it's simply a fairyland on earth. It seems this is what you call Ningxiang Valley." Kellen's astonishment was not concealed at all. Of course, Kellen has never concealed anything from childhood to adulthood.
"No!" Ningxiang pouted her lips and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on her face.
"Hehe, didn't you say that? Could this not be Ningxiang Valley again?" "Kellen exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, it's Ningxiang Valley!" But not the Ningxiang Valley I'm talking about, but mine!" Ningxiang's little mouth still pouted.
"Hehe, what's the difference? Tell me about it." "Kellen said.
"Big difference! Don't you know that I am the famous Lord of Ningxiang Valley?" "Ningxiang said.
"I already know, didn't you just say that?" Kellen.
"Humph! What others say about Ningxiang Valley, after all, belongs to others. Ningxiang Valley must have an owner, and the owner certainly wouldn't say that! Because Ningxiang Valley is mine! I am the famous Lord of Ningxiang Valley!" Ningxiang pouted her lips and refused to breathe at all.
"Huo - Master Gu has a rather big tone. There's such a vast valley of flowers that it's yours alone?" Kellen wondered.
"Sure, you can ask me if you don't believe it! It never tells lies. Yes, listen!" Ningxiang's words seemed beyond doubt.
"Yes!" Diting actually replied like this. Then no one could quiver, for Diting informed all living beings in the three realms and five domains of the background of life and death and never told a lie. Otherwise, he would not have been given the title of "Diting" in the divine realm.
"I don't see that at such a young age you have such a remarkable title of Lord of the valley! Did you grow all these exotic flowers and plants? Kellen was very curious.
"No! Because I beat the young man here, it was grandpa who found me! Look -- we're home!" The tender little hand pointed.
Looking straight ahead, a strange wooden house came into view. The house, in the shape of a lotus, was very large, all bright red, and was delicately dotted with clusters of lush green lotus leaves. The lotus leaves, of course, grow in a pond, and this house is built on that pond. Occasionally, a few dragonflies would quietly perch on the tender petals of the lotus, stay for a short while, then lightly spread their wings and land on an equally delicate little finger. This little finger, of course, is Ningxiang's.
Not only that, but the colorful petals, dancing with the fragrance, drifted towards Ningxiang. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a butterfly shining with seven colors of light! The butterflies, unrestrained, danced gracefully and quietly dotted Ningxiang's delicate little body. They seemed very familiar with Ningxiang, flapping their colorful wings gently, but still refused to leave.
"Green dragonflies, colorful flower butterflies, these are your good friends?" Kellen is even more curious. No one could have imagined that there could be such a magical thing in this world.
"Yeah! Isn't it fun here? At least it's much better than Grandpa's alchemy furnace! Right? Look, this green dragonfly is called green branch, this red butterfly is called Red leaf. Look, look, does it look like a red leaf when it closes its wings? And this purple one, called violet, doesn't it look like violet? And that yellow one, it's called the yellow fairy, giggle... I gave them names and they love them so much!" Ningxiang was already intoxicated by the fairy-tale-like beauty of the fairyland.
"I can see that they are very welcoming to you!" "Kellen laughed.
"Yes! Because I am the famous Lord of Ningxiang Valley! Giggle giggle..." Ningxiang was simply overjoyed.
"Then why are you still staying in the alchemy furnace pretending to be your grandfather?" " Kellen was puzzled.
"SHH - Keep your voice down." Ningxiang suddenly lowered her voice and said, "Grandpa has been captured by the monster. The alchemy furnace is Grandpa's treasure! I'll keep an eye on Grandpa." Ningxiang's tone sounded extremely solemn. "Grandpa will surely come back. When Grandpa comes back and finds the alchemy furnace gone, he will surely be infuriated to death! So I'll keep watch for Grandpa!"
"Hehe... "Clever!" Who left that reincarnation pill?" Kellen listened more and more strangely, finding the little girl very good at covering up lies, but Kellen didn't seem angry at all.
"Reincarnation Pill?" The big, watery eyes of the perfume immediately became listless. After a short while, he suddenly jumped down from Diting's back. Make a face at Kellen, pull the little ears with two little hands, roll the tender little white eyes, puff out the tender red little tongue, then, without looking back, float into the lotus house.
"Mischievous!" Kellen also jumped down on Diting's back, looking at Ningxiang's petite and lovely figure. For a moment, she was lost in thought, thinking: Who would be unhappy if she got such a little sister?
"Diting, do you know where the immortal Mugu has gone?" Kellen looked at Diting, with more or less fear in her heart.
"The divine realm." Listen carefully to the urns, every word clear.
"Oh - it seems I can't go to the divine realm. It sounds like a myth! I only hope that the old man will come back soon! Listen, do you know when he will come back?" "Kellen asked.
"Don't know." Diting shook his head.
"Well - many things are just like that, always unpredictable. For example, things that are happening are hard to predict. I was looking forward to seeing Elara soon, alas... Elara... And then I came to the Wooden valley, the Fragrant Valley again." Kellen's words seemed to be addressed both to Dile and to herself. In a low voice, she walked into the lotus house, talking to herself.
The lotus house, of course, is another masterpiece of the immortal Mu Gu. The entire "lotus" is exquisitely crafted, with the net-like patterns on the lotus petals and the strip-shaped stems almost identical to the real lotus, without the slightest hint of wood grain. All pink, vivid in color. The tips of the petals are bright pink, like fresh peaches. The base of the petals is slightly waterless and milky white.
The entire lotus appears to be a three-layered structure, with the outer two layers of six petals blooming in the wind, as charming as life. The middle layer, wrapped in six petals, is a "flower bud" with four tender pink petals interlaced. Below the flower bud, near the base of the milky white flower roots, there are a few crystal dewdrops. The dewdrops are exactly the size of a door, and it is through this "dewdrop door" that the fragrance drifts into the house. At this moment, Kellen was already in the lotus house.
The lotus house is fragrant and refreshing. It turns out that the house is also filled with rare and exotic plants, thriving and colorful. Though the flowers are only planted in POTS, though the sunlight does not shine into the house. But the room was constantly filled with pale pink glimmers of light. These spots are like fireflies. Though the light itself is weak, the room is filled with fireflies fluttering and slowly drifting. How could the light be weak?
The green leaves, the petals, under the pale pink glow, seem to have more vitality. The flowers are in full bloom and the leaves are as green as jade. The thin, red and green gossamer, like smoke, like light. The red and green gossamer twirled and entwined, faintly diffused in the glimmer of light, like a dreamy and hazy dream.
In this dreaminess, on a green leaf table lay three plates of tender and dripping petals. The plate was made of lotus leaves, and the petals were red, yellow and green, but it was unknown what kind of petals they were. Ningxiang sat on a flower and wood wicker chair, holding a flower-like "wine pot" in her delicate little hand. The "wine pot" was like a trumpet flower, with pink petals. The flower is trumpet-shaped and slender, about a foot long, and looks extraordinary.
Ningxiang is holding the "wine pot" and pouring "wine" into the "wine cup". The wine cup, however, was a pure trumpet flower, pink in color. "The wine" is like nectar, crystal yellow, clear like glass. After pouring "two glasses of wine," she said to Kellen, squinting her big eyes, "Come quickly!"
Ningxiang put down the "wine jug" and pointed to another flower, wood and rattan chair beside her, gesturing for Kellen to sit here. Kellen smiled hesitantly, not knowing what the mischievous guy was up to, but still sat down. "What is this?" said with a smile.
"Thousand-year-old flower dew!" Cure all diseases, bring the dead back to life, live forever, stay young..." Ningxiang's serious little face was full of solemnity. Kellen, however, touched Ningxiang's little head and laughed, "Clever!"
"Don't you believe me?" Ningxiang had a childlike innocence and a mature seriousness on her face, looking like a little grown-up.
"I believe it!" Kellen stared at Ningxiang, just laughing, not wanting to explain anything. Ningxiang's appearance is so lovely, just like Elara's when she was a child, easily evoking fond memories of childhood.
"Hehe... It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. When you come to Ningxiang Valley, the Lord of Ningxiang Valley naturally has a way of treating guests. These are my treasures! These petals are immortal creatures of the world, from the same period as the immortal peaches on the Peach Gorge Waterfall. They bloom and bear fruit once every three thousand years, which is very rare. Today I have a good younger brother, of course I will do my best to be the host. Have a taste?" Ningxiang's curious eyes revealed a curious look on Kellen's face.
Kellen chewed a petal of yellow flower in her mouth, which was crisp and refreshing, sweet and refreshing. Adding a green petal, tender and smooth, refreshing and invigorating. Taste another petal of red flower, soft like peach, sweet and fragrant like honey. "Well - it's really an extraordinary taste!" I ate several pieces in a row.
"Cluck cluck cluck - looking at how you gobble it up, it's not decent. Three thousand years old, of course, should be savored carefully. How could you experience it like this? Come and taste this cup of elixir that lasts for ten thousand years." Ningxiang laughed with great pride. The host should treat guests as well, of course, to satisfy them. Now it seems that Ningxiang has to be complacent.
"Ten Thousand Years Immortal Dew?" Kellen had already put the trumpet flower in front of her to her lips, and this time she was learning from it and savoring it slowly. Huo - fragrant, sweet to the throat, cool like a spring. Clear and soft, it is truly wonderful! Even though there are many women in this world who eat sweet food. But if one eats this cup of elixir, it's likely that men will also eat more of the sweetness.
"Are all these your masterpieces?" Kellen savored it, her face full of novelty.
"Hehe - these are all the masterpieces of Ningxiang Valley. The petals are just picked by my own hands, but the nectar is made by the fairy jade bee." Ningxiang's delicate little hand, like snow and jade, rested on Kellen's wrist with a proud smile.
"Nectar? You say this everlasting dew is nothing but nectar? Kellen was astonished, sighing, for all the nectar she had tasted throughout her life was rich, soft, sweet and not as refreshing.
"Of course. But this nectar is indeed ten thousand years old. Nectar is too sweet to swallow, and it is best to mix it with the nectar that lasts for ten thousand years. Savoring it, sweet and cool, can brighten the mind, clear the mind, and nourish for ten thousand years!" Ning Xiang naturally boasted about her masterpiece.
But when Kellen drank the elixir of immortality, she did feel refreshed and full of energy. It was as if the ethereal energy between heaven and earth had drifted and suddenly entered her body. These immortals roam freely in every corner of the body's tendons and veins, like the air one breathes, like the blood flowing, silently filling the entire body.
Ningxiang moved her small body a little, propped her chin with one hand, stared blankly at Kellen's binge drinking, and suddenly laughed, "It's too late!"
"What's late?" Kellen was stunned and fainted on the green leaf table.
Ningxiang giggled, still staring blankly at Kellen who suddenly fell asleep, and said, "Forgot to tell you, at most three cups for each person, but you drank five cups, no wonder you're drunk!"
Kellen was gently wrapped in a flower-like blanket, transported across the air, and then lay flat on her couch. Of course, it was Ningxiang who cast the spell on the sleeping Kellen. Ningxiang did not want Kellen to sleep by the table, because the couch was more comfortable than the table. Ningxiang stared straight at Kellen's drowsy appearance, looking rather infatuated. But in her heart she was silently hoping: I wish you could wake up tonight and be with me!
Why is it the hour of Zi? You know, the hour of Zi is elusive. It is also the most terrifying time of the day. It is said that all ghost stories are related to the hour of Zi...