Beihai Xuanzhou, Sanxuan Palace.

Sanxuan Palace is the residence of the Taixuan Immortal Guan'an, although it is not more luxurious than the Taixuan Immortal Capital located at the top of Xuanzhou, but it is also planted with green and jade grass, during the day, the faint mist of the fairy aura is dense, surrounding the pavilion building, smart and pleasant. At night, under the reflection of the stars, the Sanxuan Palace is even more jade dew, like the Moon Palace.

In the center of the palace, there is a blue pool, but it is a hundred zhang square, but the color is like ink, deep and bottomless.

There is a huge lotus leaf floating on the water surface of Bitan, and there is a flower that has not yet opened, swaying, there is no ripple at all, there is not even a swimming fish in the pool, it is said that it is a pool of stagnant water, but this lotus is proud to stand again, and the vitality is very strange.

At this time, the sun is hanging high, the sky is blue, cloudless, on the lotus leaves of this blue pool, there is a little girl lying lazily there, about seven or eight years old, the jade-like skin faintly reveals a little crimson, with the delicate and smart eyebrows and eyes, it looks radiant, cloud fragrance and jade bones.

At this moment, she put her hand on her cheek, occasionally flipped the scroll in front of her, and then muttered to herself, her delicate and delicate posture was particularly cute: "Taiyuan Jade Girl, in the blood of the stone stream, out of the speech, the human form is sufficient, the heavenly posture is wonderful, often swim between the thick earth, suck Tianyuan, called Taiyuan Our Lady." ”

"The Jade Girl"

The smart black eyes blinked, as if she was depicting the appearance of the Taiyuan Jade Girl in her mind, the little girl was a little envious, and she paused for a while before continuing to react to the scroll: "Yuan Shijun saw it downstream, but he was married to the ventilation and returned to the palace." At this time, the two qi are married, the breath is covered, the yin and yang are harmonized, there is no heat and no cold, the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, and no longer breathe, Xuanqi is combined, the orange is naturally full, and the prosperity of the avenue is nothing more than this"

There was a hint of cunning in her eyes, and the little girl pouted, her round pink cheeks flushed with a flush, but she chirped: "What is more than this!" Didn't he just see that the Taiyuan Jade Girl was beautiful, and then Yuan Shijun 'recruited them back to the palace'? ”

"It seems that all men in the world are the same, they are nothing more than people with bad intentions and bad intentions!"

The tone of this little girl in a light purple shirt is like that of a twenty-eight girl, she looks very old, her appearance is delicate, and she is so tender that she can pinch out the water.

As she spoke, she turned over, using the scroll as a pillow and the lotus leaf as a bed, and then half-squinted as if enjoying the morning dew and sunshine.

The sun shone on the budding plant in front of her, looking like a lotus fairy born of a spirit.

"You'er, let you familiarize yourself with the "Pillow Book", did you really use this book as a pillow?"

As he spoke, he saw a man coming slowly, with long black hair tied behind his head, a good appearance, fair skin, and a few long whiskers hanging on his chin, looking like he was just a man in his twenties, but his eyes were full of extraordinary wisdom and the vicissitudes of time.

As he moved forward, one step, there was a wisp of medicinal incense, two steps, and there was a faint cyan mist around his body, just one smell, this rich and indissolent medicinal fragrance can make ordinary people live longer and be reborn.

This person is the master of the Three Xuan Palaces, the real person of the North Pole, and the life of An Qisheng.

Every time he took a step, his figure disappeared in the cyan medicine mist, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the little girl, suspended above the blue pool, without the support of lotus leaves, only a layer of light green mist held up.

Facing An Qi, who had already turned over and stood up below, sitting in the lotus leaves, although An Qisheng's words were slightly sharp, his eyes were soft, spreading warmth and closeness.

"Uncle An, you are thinking about all the truths in this book according to your teachings!"

The little girl who was called the girl looked at the arrival at first glance, and did not dare to look lazy anymore, so she quickly sat up from the lotus leaves, and then stood straight, and her skirt moved with the wind, but she showed that her body was thin and weak, but her eyes flashed with cunning and unchanging brilliance, as if she was not afraid of An Qisheng at all.

"This "Book in the Pillow", the mortal world in the nether world is only regarded as the illusion in the "Yuan Shi Shang Zhen Immortals", but they don't know" said, An Qisheng sighed, his voice was slightly hoarse, and it seemed to have a hidden secret buried deep in his eyes, but it was fleeting: "Zhen'er, Uncle asked you to read this book well, and now you may not be able to understand the meaning, but in the future, one day, you can understand your uncle's painstaking efforts." ”

"Uncle Ann!"

The little girl didn't seem to appreciate it very much, her little face was flushed, and she held back a series of words in her heart for a long time: "We have many Taixuan Immortal Officials in Xuanzhou in Beihai, Uncle An, although you are not as high as the Lord of Xuanzhou, Xianbo Zhengong, but you are also one of the Eight Truths of the Shangqing Dynasty!" As your niece, why can't you practice the immortal method of immortality like the disciples of other immortal officials, but still read these mortal books? ”

"Why don't you read it?" An Qisheng only replied lightly.

Swallowing his saliva, An Yu was a little unconvinced: "Yu'er admits that these records in the mortal world are particularly interesting, and they can be regarded as able to learn more knowledge by reading them, but whether it is reading 10,000 copies of "The Complete Biography of the Immortals", "The Book of the Middle Wilderness", "Yongcheng Collection of Immortals", "The Cave Record", and this "Yuan Shi Shang Zhen Immortals", they are not as useful as Sister Yun Ying's cultivation of the Neidan Gong method on the mountain next door, right?" ”

Speaking of this, An Zhen's willow eyebrows pulled down, and the aggrieved appearance made people can't bear to look at it directly: "If you say that You'er is still young and can't breathe out the qi of the immortal source, but I'm eight years old now, Uncle An, you can teach You'er to practice the art of becoming an immortal!" ”

Looking at the little girl who was begging for herself, especially the well-behaved little face, An Qisheng was also a little unbearable, but when he remembered the reason, he still shook his head fiercely: "Zhen'er, it's not that Uncle An won't let you practice, but that you don't have immortal roots at all, and you are not suitable for practicing immortal paths." ”

"You haven't let Qi'er try, how do you know that I don't have an immortal root and can't pursue the immortal path?"

At a young age, he didn't understand what "fairy root" was, An Zhen blinked, and before the tears could roll down, they turned into a ball of crystal water vapor and evaporated, leaving only reddish eyes, but there was no trace of tears.

It seems that in front of An Qisheng, this little girl can't even cry, so she was directly evaporated by her tears with a gentle wave of her sleeves.

"Heaven is fateful, your fate is like this, no, it just can't work!"

An Qisheng gritted his teeth, but it was the first time in eight years that he said such cruel words to the little girl, after speaking, even he couldn't suppress the depression in his heart, where was there half a point of the appearance of a Taoist immortal, a turn, then disappeared in the air.

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I haven't released a book for almost a year, and I don't know how many book friends still remember Angel Junga.

Angel Jun is not lazy, but his body is not very good. It's always a migraine, and it hurts when you use your brain, and you vomit in pain (it's not an exaggeration of sympathy, it's an old problem, but it's actually used to it, just like whether your aunt comes or doesn't come.) ）

Because I work in the media, I don't have a head when I'm busy, and I have nothing to do when I'm idle, so Angel Jun can't step on the rhythm of the update frequency of the last book "Continuation", and he was unable to complete the three changes during the recommendation period, and was whipped by the editor to urge him to change (self-reflection after shame!) ）

In addition, after a trip abroad, there was basically no time to code, and the pen stopped after "Continuation", which can be regarded as a "break year" as a writer.

But Angel Jun has been thinking about code words in his heart, and he has been thinking about a new book in his head, but he is very hesitant in the choice of subject matter. For example, this "Confession", which finally met with everyone, is the theme of classical Xianxia, slightly fantasy, and girls at the starting point are a must-have for street writing, right? (Hmph, there are also many successful cases)

Angel Jun loves Xianxia, and the texts he usually chases are all Xianxia, but what Angel Jun is good at is ancient sayings, so, or choose the theme he likes willfully, and he doesn't care if he hits the street or not.

Originally, writing an essay is a hobby.,If you meet the same good.,It's the finishing touch.,If it's for the pursuit of popularity.,The pursuit of remuneration,It's not as good as a sweet and silly easy essay (the truth is that Angel Jun is too old to come to Xiaobaiwen.,Will I tell you?,Haha)

So, this article has officially begun to be updated, whether it is a familiar old book friend or a new friend, say hello! My angel is a fat bird again, baa hahahahaha