Chapter 39: Old Things
Zhili followed the voice and turned to look at it, it was the Nanyuan fairy he had seen before, and he was a little surprised. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Nan Yuan was dressed in a light purple gauze dress, standing in front of the house with a curling grace, I don't know how long she had been standing here, and her skirt had been wet with the dew in the mountains.
She bit her lip slightly, staring straight at Zhili. In his eyes, which have always been cold, there is a little sadness at this time, "Is it because of this girl that the Divine Monarch was absent from my birthday banquet?" ā
Nanyuan naturally didn't believe that Zhi Li returned to Wuyu Mountain to cook, and after Zhi Li, she quietly hid her figure and followed her, she had been carefully hiding her breath, and it was far away, and she was not noticed along the way.
When she arrived near Wufu Mountain, she hid in the clouds, and caught a glimpse of the smoke really wafting from the Wufu Mountain below, Nanyuan was a little surprised, and then mocked herself slightly, when did she become so suspicious.
She was afraid that it would attract the attention of Zhili after a long time, and when she was about to turn back to the Heavenly Palace, she saw Xuantieshu holding a girl to the front of Zhili's residence, and the two didn't know what to say, Xuantieshu actually put the girl in his arms into Zhili's arms, and Zhili also hugged the girl.
Nanyuan's fists clenched violently, and he couldn't help himself from getting closer to observe the girl.
The girl's breath was just a mortal, and even though Nan Yuan stared at it for a while, she didn't find anything special, but she was a little more pleasing.
She watched Zhili carry the girl into the house, and without caring about being discovered by Zhili, she landed on Wuyu Mountain and listened to the movement in the house.
The girl seemed to be a little confused, shouting something she didn't understand, and she had always been happy to stop parting without impatience. The silhouette of Zhili holding Qin Jiu clearly hit the window, and the candlelight from the room sprinkled on Nanyuan's skirt outside the house, and she took a few steps back as if she was burned.
Nan Yuan's nails were embedded in the palm of her hand and she still didn't know it, she had never seen Zhi Li like this, he was polite but detached from everyone, but when he was to her, his tone would be a little more concerned, she had always thought that she was different in his heart.
Nan Yuan stood outside the door for several hours, and the life span of the immortals was extremely long, ten years was only a snap of a finger. But she felt that waiting outside the door for a moment was more difficult than she had ever been.
Until the girl in the house stopped moving, when Zhili pushed the door out, she couldn't help it anymore, solved the invisibility technique, and asked Zhili clearly.
In a hurry, there was a three-point question in his words, and his brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly returned to his usual expression, "What is it, what is it?" ā
"Who is this girl? Isn't there a fairy who went down to the earth to cross the catastrophe, so that the Divine Monarch can take care of her like this, and I will definitely visit her after she returns to the immortal throne. Nan Yuan Qingli had a decent smile on her face, and looked at Zhili tentatively.
Zhili shook his head, "She's just a little orphan, and after finding a place to go, she will go down the mountain, so don't bother the fairy." It's late at night, so the fairy should hurry back to the heavenly palace. ā
Zhili just wanted to urge her to go back quickly, but Nan Yuan was happy when he heard the last sentence, he really cared about himself. The curvature of the corners of her mouth widened, and she said softly, "I see, the Divine Monarch has the world in his heart, and it is a little difficult to take care of a mortal, why don't you let me bring it back?" ā
Seeing that Zhili didn't speak, she continued to say: "She lost her family at a young age, and I feel very sorry in my heart, after she goes back with me, I will take good care of her, if she has spiritual roots, she will cultivate into a scattered immortal, it is also her creation." ā
Qin Jiu still has a secret on her body, and Zhili naturally won't let Nanyuan take her away, but she still politely refused, "Please go back, fairy." ā
After a pause, he said, "The fairy is no longer from my Wufu Mountain, I am afraid that it is inappropriate to enter my Wufu Mountain at will, and I hope that the fairy will respect himself in the future." ā
Nan Yuan's body shook slightly when he heard this, the smile on his face could no longer be maintained, and his voice trembled slightly, "Out of Wufu Mountain, will my relationship with the Divine Monarch for hundreds of years be gone?" ā
Zhili's face was still faint, "The fairy said with a smile, in the past, the fairy was in trouble, and he deigned to spend hundreds of years on the mountain, and now the fairy has successfully crossed the catastrophe and is ranked in the immortal class, and the fairies in the past do not have to be taken to heart." ā
What does this mean... Is it that I will be separated from her in the future?
Nan Yuan only felt a cramp in her heart, she was originally an orchid grass under the seat of the Queen Mother of the West, nourished by the spiritual water of Yaochi day and night, cultivated the spiritual root, and was about to fly into an immortal, when she was naughtily taken away by the Dapeng bird who came from nowhere, fell into the mortal world, and fell into the foot of Wufu Mountain.
She has been kept in the jade dew bottle all the year round, and her body is very delicate, how can she endure the soil of the mortal world. When he was dying, he encountered a passing stop.
Seeing that she had only one breath left, he took her back and raised her in front of the house.
She looked at the Shenjun in the house every day, and her admiration arose, but the Shenjun had a cold personality and never had a conversation with her. Even so, she still wants to stay with her for a long time.
She cultivated day and night, just to be able to cultivate the immortal body as soon as possible. Nanyuan was only one step away from ascending, and although her vitality was greatly damaged when she fell into the mortal world, she had sufficient aura on Wufu Mountain, and she was very diligent, but after hundreds of years, she was able to return to the Heavenly Palace.
After returning to the Heavenly Palace, she learned that this was the doom of her fate. She still remembered that the Queen Mother of the West touched her head, "I didn't expect you to meet the Immortal Monarch by chance, and you have been with him for hundreds of years, this is your creation, and it can be regarded as the fate between you and him." ā
When Nanyuan first returned to the Heavenly Palace, Xian'e was excluded from her everywhere because of jealousy. Shenjun happened to meet her one day, and every time he saw her in the future, he would always ask Hou a few words.
She had always thought that the Divine Monarch treated her differently, but today she realized that she was no better than a mortal!
Nan Yuan looked at the departure who turned around and wanted to leave, didn't have time to think, and blurted out: "If it's just an ordinary mortal, why does the Divine Monarch keep shirking it, and the Divine Monarch will turn away the Heavenly Emperor's gracious covenant for the sake of a mere mortal, doesn't he take my Heavenly Realm in his eyes?" ā
The voice of Zhili finally carried a trace of anger, "When Benjun acts, I still need to explain to you, fairy." ā
The wind, as if sensing the wrath of the gods, whistled through the mountains, rolled up the gravel on the ground, and slapped against the wooden houses. The wooden house behind him was in the middle of the storm, as if it could be torn apart by the wind in the next second.
Nan Yuan's face was pale, even if her cultivation was not low, she still couldn't resist in the face of God's coercion, and her slender body was swaying in the wind.
The gravel in the wind hit the window with a loud noise. Zhili glanced at the room, thinking of Qin Jiu's crimson face when he fell asleep just now, for some reason, he restrained his anger, and the wind gradually stopped.
Nan Yuan didn't notice that look, he only took pity on her, and when he said it, he regretted it very much, at this time Shenwei withdrew, she eased up, but her heart was still in unbearable pain.
She bowed apologetically, covered her heart, and hurriedly left.