On the night of the full moon, on the Weaver Girl Peak.

On top of the white stone of a bowl-shaped col, a beautiful woman in a white girdle sits cross-legged, with her palms facing upwards and her knees, and her fingers are in the posture of an immortal guiding the way.

The woman's body was surrounded by white mist, and the qi of flowers and trees in the col slowly converged towards her.

The woman in white is beautiful and refined, so beautiful that people are ashamed of themselves.

On the night of the full moon, the aura absorbed in one night is equivalent to the usual year, and the woman feels a trace of heat in her lower abdomen.

"Lingzun, don't waste your efforts, you want to return to the Immortal Island, relying on this spirit of mortal grass, even if you cultivate for another 10,000 years, don't think about it, you are now an ordinary mortal who can no longer be ordinary, waiting for the reincarnation of birth, old age, sickness and death, hahaha...... Ahem......"

Under the white stone lay a beautiful woman in red, her face pale, her expression painful, and her breathing difficulty.

She continued: "We have been in the world for ten days, in my opinion, if we come, we will be safe, and we will turn hostility into jade silk, and in the future, sisters will be commensurate, and we will be happy in the world for a day, and find a man to give birth to a bunch of babies, or you will go to that kid and get back your spiritual power naked, hahahaha." ”

The woman in white frowned, her lips opened lightly, and said: "Filthy, noisy, the evil venerable wants to go, and the deity doesn't stop you." ”

The scolding voices were extremely beautiful, and the beautiful woman in red was not only not angry, but her face was happy.

"You are finally willing to speak, it seems that your injuries have been healed, heal my wounds quickly, you are a spiritual venerable, and you are a mortal who is injured, and you have no reason not to save me. ”

The woman in white shook the silk skirt and stood up straight, her fairy aura overflowing, and her heroic posture was cool.

She looked down proudly at her former rival beneath her feet.

"Didn't you just say that I'm just an ordinary mortal who can't be ordinary anymore, what can I do to heal you?"

The woman in red measured her body, reached out to hug her legs, and begged bitterly: "If you can cure yourself, there must be a way to save me, please, you must not throw me down, otherwise I will not be able to do it even as a mortal." ”

The woman in red pleaded for help with a faint smile in her sadness.

The woman in white sighed, all beings are equal, all beings have spirits, and the evil power of the person in front of her is completely destroyed, and it is no different from herself, how can she not save it.

"Wait, deity...... I'll find you herbs, I'm already mortal, and I don't have the aura to treat you. ”

"Thank you Lingzun, I knew that you were the kindest fairy in the Nine Heavens. ”

Lingzun, who has lost his spiritual power, has a light step, but it is quite difficult to identify herbs.

An hour later, Lingzun placed the herbs collected from Dendrobium, Bupleurum, dandelion, and Eucommia on the stone slab, tore off a piece of silk from his clothes, wrapped the herbs, and then picked up small stones to hit.

Lingzun couldn't help but feel sad, a lily fairy who had cultivated for thousands of years, it was not a problem to take things from the air, if it wasn't for the protection of the spirit of the plants and trees in the world, and the invading evil venerable, why would he be reduced to the difficulty of taking a small stone.

"Lingzun, in the future, I will still call your real name Yun Lily, and don't call me Evil Venerable, call me Wancaoqu. We are also a pair of sisters in distress, and I will help you regain your spiritual power. ”

"Don't fantasize about retrieving spiritual power, we can't do anything, I have already six pure roots, ruthless and desireless, you have desire but no Akagi sincerity, even if you are reborn, you can't change the evil heart. ”

Lingzun held the medicine bag and squeezed the medicinal juice into the evil venerable's mouth little by little.

"We are mortals, mortals eat fireworks, maybe they will have seven emotions and six desires, how do you know if you don't try, you are really willing to be buried in the loess after decades. ”

"Life is eternal, death is eternal, you have not yet detached, so after five hundred years, you can only wander away from the living beings, suffering from evil thoughts. ”

Paraquat knows that this is not the time to argue, and that it is still necessary for the cloud lily to survive in the crowd, and the cloud lily has the ability to cure diseases and save people, so it does not worry about survival.

And she only has evil desires, I am afraid that she can only live by selling her skin, and she is also an evil lord, how can she bear to be despised by mortals.

In case Yun Lily retrieves her spiritual power, she will be able to return to Immortal Island, and she will have a way to return to the Evil Domain.

No matter what, you have to pluck the clouds and lily to move the hearts of mortals.

Both of them had begun to drum in their stomachs, and they had eaten the grass for ten days, so how could they not be hungry.

"We're starving to death, let's go down the mountain, I know you still have a disguised identity in the world. ”

"It's just the identity of an orphan, and the place where he lives is also a ruined temple, and everything is a foreign thing. ”

No matter how high he used to be, now he is a mortal, normal people need to eat and work, and they can't starve themselves to death, that's the biggest joke in the Nine Heavens.

Yun Lily thought to herself, hunger was more painful than all cultivation.

It's what ordinary people should do, because I'm already an ordinary person, and my appetite is dominating everything.

Shen Gui didn't know about the crisis that happened a hundred miles away, and he was wholeheartedly trying to be a person full of low-level fun.

Huang Qiaoqiao, a junior high school classmate, wrote him a letter and sent it to his home.

The letter was not opened, not because his parents had the consciousness to respect his privacy, because his strong parents were illiterate.

Huang Qiaoqiao was working in a shoe factory at this time, and in addition to remembering his classmates, the letter was chattering about the daily life of part-time work, without the slightest love between men and women, and a phone number of the factory dormitory was left at the end.

Shen Gui opened the letter, looked at the handwriting on it like a kindergarten child, and his heart turned upside down.

Before being reborn, they meet again in a small restaurant in Nandu, where he goes to eat and she works as a waitress.

Both of them had just broken up with their ex, and they were talented and good-looking, and they slept in the hotel in less than a week.

He has been working for just over three years, and she has been working for ten years.

The originally happy life was broken by Shen Gui.

He started his first business, but it failed, and even the money for the rented house was returned to pay off his debts.

Huang Qiaoqiao not only did not dislike him, but felt at ease, because the down-and-out Shen Gui was no longer dazzling, and rented a cheaper house with that meager salary.

It's so cheap that it only costs 100 yuan a month, and the room is so small that it can only put down one bed, and there is only a thin wooden board next door to it, and you can see the bed next door when you stand on the bed.

Every night there is the sound of the couple next door banging, they are thin-skinned and can only sleep in their clothes every night.

As a man, he can't bear to let his woman suffer this kind of sin.

Coupled with the intervention of her sister Huang Qinqin, Shen Gui could only leave in shame.

He sold everything he could sell, including computers and mobile phones, left the money, went to Haicheng, and never contacted him again.

Huang Qiaoqiao has always been the most beautiful and favorite woman in Shen Gui's heart.

If he could have chosen again, he would not have started a business, and he would not have lost her, and marrying and having children with her was the noblest ambition in his life.

Even if she became famous later, she was always a needle in his heart, and as long as she thought about it, her heart hurt.

There are only two kinds of women in the world, one is called Huang Qiaoqiao and the other is called passerby.

Because of this thought, he was single until thirty-nine.

Shen Gui took out his mobile phone, dialed the number on the paper, and dialed it.

Since you can do it all over again, chase her before she talks about her first boyfriend.