Bai Zhu stood aside, cautiously looking at the man lying on the straw in the ruined temple, holding the seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum picked from the edge of the cliff in his small hand, and the green new leaves trembled gently. And the little green snake that has been entangled in Bai Zhu, with a green body, is obediently wrapping around Bai Zhu's thin wrist!

The eyes were as bright as a pool of autumn water, and the light of his eyes moved to Luo Chenyi's dusty and slender figure with the man lying on the straw on the ground.

The white clothes are better than the snow, the black hair is waist-high, the mountain breeze blowing in from the leaky place of the broken temple, picking up the white silk long tassel and the snow-white clothes around the waist, the beautiful peach blossom eyes are clean and clear, just standing quietly, but there is an indescribable ethereal dust, just like the fairy who came out of the painting, so that people dare not blaspheme!

This time, it wasn't Bai Zhu crying and begging Luo Chenyi to come, but Luo Chenyi took the initiative to bring it up! And also said something that Bai Zhu couldn't understand!

"The reincarnation of fate, the destiny of heaven, your father ......" Luo Chenyi turned his elegant handsome face sideways, looked at Bai Zhu's nervous little face, but was not affected by her feelings in the slightest, and said indifferently: "There is no way to return to heaven!"

Hearing this, Bai Zhu's face suddenly turned pale, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the seven-leaf lingzhi in his hand fell on Bai Zhu's naked but muddy feet, his eyes widened, and he looked at Luo Chenyi in disbelief: "Brother Fairy, what do you ......say?" You say my daddy is him...... He ......"

The unspoken words choked in her throat, Bai Zhu had never studied, but she understood what the four words "Returning to Heaven and Lacking Technique" represented!

"Everyone has his own reincarnation, dying is just a new beginning, you don't have to be too sad!" Luo Chenyi opened his mouth lightly, a pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with the spirit of heaven and earth, with pity, but no sympathy!

The appearance is beautiful and ugly, and the prosperity is gone, but after a hundred years, they are all white bones under the skin, and the appearance is crisp and graceful, but it is just a means to confuse the world. He is already a scattered immortal, and he has already broken off his love, how can he understand Bai Zhu's mood at the moment: "If you don't have anything to rely on, you can go to Shushan to find me!"

Luo Chenyi glanced at Bai Zhu indifferently, turned around and walked towards the door of the broken temple.

Bai Zhu shook in place, seeing that Luo Chenyi was leaving, he came back to his senses. The thin and slender little hand hesitated to grab Luo Chenyi's clothes, but she was afraid that the mud on her hands would stain his white clothes, so she didn't dare to do such a blasphemous thing: "Brother Fairy, can't even the seven-leaf Lingzhi save my father?" The old uncle said that the seven-leaf Lingzhi can save my father!" Bai Zhu's little face was full of stubbornness and not giving up.

Luo Chenyi turned his head when he heard the voice, and his deep voice was as charming as the aroma of wine: "The reincarnation of heaven, eternal and unchanging, life and death have fate, and wealth is in the sky!"

Looking at Bai Zhu's face that resembled a scarlet fairy, his little face was full of pain from the broken liver and intestines, and the mottled tear stains, on the originally shallow and indifferent handsome face, he finally couldn't help but be slightly moved, squatted down, and looked at her at eye level: "Bai Zhu, if you think you are a monster, then go with your father and end your pain, if you think you are not a monster, then follow me back to Shushan to practice hard, and prove it to the world!"

Bai Zhu looked at the fairy brother in front of him who was only much older than himself, and his autumn-like eyes were confused, and he didn't seem to understand what he said: "But Zhu'er wants to save her father, and Zhu'er doesn't mind others saying that Zhu'er is a monster!"

"Cultivating immortals and practicing the Tao is a better choice for you, and when the time comes, you can save more people!" Luo Chenyi looked at the blank white pistle on his little face, his elegant sword eyebrows frowned slightly, he stood up elegantly and elegantly, stood with his hands in his hands, and his clothes fluttered: "Your father is the same as the people in the world, so saving your father is the same as saving the people in the world!"

"Different qualifications are destined to be different from others! Think about it yourself, if you think it clearly, then make a decision!" Luo Chenyi's slender figure disappeared in an instant.

Bai Zhu looked at the emptiness in front of him in a daze, this is what the immortal brother said about cultivating immortals and asked, can it disappear in an instant, so if you learn this, can you save your father?

Bai Zhu's gaze fell on the small green snake on his wrist, and he muttered, "But if I go to cultivate immortals and ask, what can Daddy do?"

Suddenly, there was a heart-digging cough in the dilapidated temple of Jing Mi, Bai Zhu's face turned white, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he turned around and ran towards the man lying on the straw, his thin body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

And the man who was lying on the straw and was originally unconscious, sat up suddenly, as if helped by God, and when he opened his eyes, a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on the straw, and the bewitching blood stains were warm and shocking.

I saw the man's blue-gray face slowly turn around, the originally handsome face, now it is too thin to look like a man, but I can still see the handsome and plump posture of the past from the outline, the corners of the lips that are as pale as snow with the blood flowing down, looking at the white zhu who is running over, his right hand tremblingly raised in the direction of the white zhu, his eyes are blurred and full of nostalgia: "Yan'er, you are finally back......"