The tenth junior sister Zonglanxia is a mortal woman, with a hearty personality and a very heroineous style. She didn't cultivate immortals, but because she got the enlightenment of Taifeng Yuanzun and the help of an immortal tree fruit, she went to Fengluan Mountain.

At that time, Jiu Mingmei was still the youngest apprentice of Taifeng, born beautifully, and with extraordinary skills, it was the time to be favored. But Taifeng Yuanzun suddenly gave birth to ten children, ah no, he suddenly accepted a mortal as ten apprentices, which is very incomprehensible.

Jiu Mingmei looked at this Zonglanxia with the naked eye, and it was not as good as herself, but Taifeng Yuanzun praised her every day. When practicing magic, he praised Lan Xia more seriously than Mei'er; practiced swordsmanship, boasting that Lanxia was more diligent than Mei'er; Listening to the lecture, he praised Lanxia for his comprehension stronger than Mei'er......

"Mei'er, you should learn more from Xia'er, although she started late, but she is ...... than you Da~~~"

Look, look, this old man has time to play here and compare! If she hadn't plugged the old man's mouth with an orange, it is estimated that her ears would have been calloused by the "contrast theory".

Jiu Mingmei was not very interested in some cultivation things, so she packed her bags early in the morning and prepared to run away, savoring the joys of the world, and facing her disciples and grandchildren in the future. If it weren't for Ah Yin's order, she would have slipped away early, why would she stay on the top of the mountain and listen to the old man of the master teach her a lesson?

Jiu Mingmei is not a temperament with a fire in her belly, so she immediately decided to join forces with a poisonous tongue and vinegar jar to give Zonglanxia a little hardship. One is full of bad water, the other is full of vinegar, and the two of them vow to stir up a jar of muddy water in Zonglanxia's brain.

The Ethereal Mirror can not only reflect spells, but also allude to the soul. The two of them took advantage of the opportunity for Zong Lanxia to meditate. alluding to the most painful memories of her soul. At that time, the disciples were meditating, silent and silent, and Zong Lanxia was sinking into a nightmare and wailing, and he was ugly at that time.

Jiu Mingmei thought that this was a success, but unexpectedly, she saw blood that night - Zonglanxia committed suicide by cutting his wrists.

Well, it didn't die. Then he committed suicide by caesarean section.

Well, not dead yet. Then he committed suicide by jumping off a cliff.

Uh, floating up on its own. Then he stole the master's Taiping sword, and was ready to scatter his soul.

It's silly to be bright now, and Zonglanxia has a hearty personality. No matter how you look at it, it's not a person who will kill himself. Bright explores the ethereal treasure mirror. found a black history alluded to in it, that is, Zonglanxia avenged his mother and killed the ungrateful and killed his wife.

Avenging the mother is a matter of course. Even if the other party is his own father. Identification is slag. What if it's crushed right away?

Zonglanxia successfully took revenge, and became a disciple of Fengluan Mountain, a simple winner in life. I can't see it like this. Blind to the old man's praise.

Later, thanks to Taifeng Yuanzun, he once again erased the memory of Zonglanxia, which can be regarded as quelling this suicide riot.

It turned out that after Zonglanxia killed his father, he blamed himself and repented, and was deeply condemned by Ethics, so he immediately committed suicide by jumping into the lake. But because he had eaten the fruit of the fairy tree by mistake, he couldn't die, so he tortured himself again and again, so that people didn't look like people and ghosts. If it weren't for Taifeng Yuanzun who sensed her spiritual root, saved her with kindness, and erased her memory, she would really become a "little suicide expert" and die every few days.

Once upon a time, in the branches of the wilderness, people tried to save their lives by all means, or fought hard for their faith. But this time, Jiu Mingmei saw a mortal commit suicide for the first time, and she didn't want to die in vain. This bloody lesson made her suddenly realize the treacherousness of mortal hearts, and the change was so sudden that she didn't even say hello.

The national teacher Bai Fox was taken aback and blurted out: "You...... Did you think of the Lanxia Fairy?! ”

"Not bad," replied Jiu Mingmei.

The national teacher Bai Ci thought for a moment and replied: "Fairy Lanxia has his own unbearable pain, and His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince has his own hatred that he is willing to bear, how can these two be compared?" ”

"Mortals are humane, and God understands, but they don't care, just because I am God. Although Feng Qianji is hateful, chic and unrestrained, he does not care about morality. But...... After all, he is a mortal, a son of man, and if he says that he doesn't care at all, I can't believe it. ”

Do you not believe it, or do you dare not believe it? Oh, how can God Mei not dare? It's just that she feels that Ruofeng Qianji has also become a "little suicide expert", and that scene is really not happy.

The national teacher Bai Fox opened his mouth wide, and his face was full of horror: Come obediently, the first time I saw Lord Mei Shen did not dislike mortals, but worried about a mortal, and even had no plans. Is this the snow melting in Fengluan Mountain, or is the sun rising in the west? No, no, no, it must have been annoyed by the priestess ceremony for a long time, and the beast's head exploded.

"Ahem......" National Teacher Bai Fox cleared his throat and said cautiously, "Dare to ask Lord Meishen, what are your plans?" "Isn't it going to ruin the Eighth Prince's plan at such a critical moment? If the Eighth Prince knew about this, he would be afraid that he would turn against him!

Jiu Ming smiled, hooked his fingers, hooked his white face, lowered his voice and said: "The day after tomorrow is the festival of the goddess, and the god should be born well...... Ask him. ”

Jiu Mingmei said it simply, but it made the national teacher Bai Li's heart beat more and more.

It was easy to survive until the day of the goddess festival, and the national teacher white beaver stayed awake all night. On the fourth watch, when the night was still dark and the moon was still bending, it got up from its bed and went through the whole process of the festival to see what was missing.

"Master, you're not going to the kitchen, are you?" The white-shirted disciple in charge of the sacrifice pointed to its dark circles and asked worriedly.

National teacher Bai Tanuki belly: You just went to the kitchen to touch the ashes! Your whole family goes to the kitchen to get dusty! I can't sleep for three days in a row, and I'm afraid that Lord Mei Shen will come up with something every day, so you can try it!

"Go to work, go to work!" The national teacher sent the white-shirted disciples a little irritably, and when the whole process was completely checked, he took the disciples and went to the foot of Heming Mountain to meet the holy driver.

The sun has quietly jumped out, hanging on the blue sky, very brilliant.

The emperor went out from the palace and set up a large guard of honor, followed by a band of twenty or thirty people, followed by five kinds of luxury cars, inlaid with gold and silver. This is not the end, behind the luxury car is a band of more than 100 people, and then behind is the official team of the emperor. First the dragon chariot of the strong wind, and then the float of the goddess of the prosperous age, so along the way, the mighty and mighty, playing the music and sonata, from the palace all the way to the east to the foot of the Heming Mountain, stretching for dozens of miles.

The people all knew that the election of the goddess of the prosperous world had finally come to an end, and the goddess elected was not someone else, but the maid of the Nine Song Fang. A girl from a humble background can finally become a goddess, which is the first time in 500 years that Qi has been encountered. It's really for ordinary people to fight for their anger! (To be continued.) )