Chapter Twenty-Four: Immortal fate is rare, and evil fate is difficult to retreat
"Immortals, we are the Tang family in Yangliu Town, twenty miles south, this is my family's official, called Tang Yue. The concubine is called Li Qi. When Li Qi spoke, she looked at Yue Tang reverently, her eyes were very gentle and polite, as if she could really see the appearance of Yue Tangerine's human form, kneeling on the ground, and her tone was sincere.
"Immortals, although the Tang family is a big family, they always have good intentions, and they will help the people in the town in times of natural disasters, and they have never used this financial resources to persecute anyone, and they are quite strict with their upbringing. Therefore, the concubine dared to ask the immortals to give me two children. Li Qi's words were sincere, looking at Yuetangi with teary eyes, the flame of hope was burning in his eyes, and Yuetang's body was stunned, his cheeks were slightly red, and he was burning.
How could she manage these things in the Yang Realm! Yue Tang was distressed, always feeling that they had asked the wrong person and worshiped the wrong god. But he was suffering from not being able to show his human form, and he was afraid that he would scare Tang Yue to death here.
"The concubine has been married to Tang Yue for decades, but she has never been able to conceive a child. The doctor said it was my physical cause. Or maybe we did sins in our previous life, and we have to pay our debts in this life. But we are willing to do our best to protect the stability of one party with all our lives, and we only ask the immortals to give me two and one child, and the concubine is grateful here. I only heard Li Qi continue to speak, his voice trembled slightly, with a somewhat nasal voice, and transparent tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"I'm very sorry to disturb the immortal Qing Xiu, and I hope that the immortal will be kind and virtuous, and fulfill our husband and wife. If the immortals do not dislike it, the concubines are courageous, and the immortals are welcome to come to the Tang family as guests at any time. If we can live for a while, it will be a blessing that our husband and wife have cultivated for a hundred years. ā
With that, Li Qi pressed Tang Yue's increasingly confused head, and the two buried their heads deeply, almost into the dirt. Another big gift, Yue Tang sighed slightly.
Yueju can see that they really want a child, but this wish, I am afraid that they can only be listened to by Yueju in vain, and they can't get any feedback.
Let's not mention that Yue Tang is a little demon in the netherworld, and he can't do anything about the things in the yang world. And even if Yue Tang is really a certain immortal in the sky, there is naturally a special immortal family to manage the matter of seeking a child, where can it be her turn to take care of it.
Afterwards, Li Qi took Tang Yue to bow to Yuetang three times again, thanked him, said goodbye, and left.
Not long after Li Qi and Tang Yue left, Yueju heard many people at the foot of the mountain deliberately lowering their voices and talking about something, as if they were arguing, but it didn't seem to be so, and it didn't take long for Yueju to sense that the other party was driving a group of people in a carriage and leaving in a mighty way.
After confirming that the other party had really left and walked away, Yue Tang patted his heart, turned into a human form, and looked into the distance, and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.
Thinking about what Li Qi said just now, I can't help but sigh, where is there any previous life?
The netherworld and the yang realm intersect in pairs, generating and restraining each other, and reincarnation flows. After death, people were taken to the Broken Soul Bridge by black and white impermanence, drank Meng Po soup, came from the yang world to the netherworld, and reincarnated there and became a ghost.
The ghost then goes through reincarnation and returns to the yang realm.
People and ghosts are reincarnated, and yin and yang are difficult to distinguish.
Yin and yang, positive and negative, in the final analysis, no one can do without anyone.
The moon orange body belongs to the netherworld, and it cannot touch the laws of the yang world, let alone change the fate and life and death of the yang world.
Yuetang couldn't help frowning and sighing again, flicking off the dust on her pink and white clothes, combing her hair, and tidying up her appearance, but she was still very dissatisfied, she always felt that she had an indescribable smell on her body, not that it stinks, but it really doesn't smell good. It must be the saliva left by those red spiders crawling on their bodies.
Relying on the blessing of the immortal family who left spiritual power here, after two hundred years of cultivation, Yuetang's demon power has already fully recovered, and his demonic power has even increased a lot. As a result, Yue Tang also absorbed the spiritual power left by the immortal here, and there was not much left.
The immortal who dispelled poison for himself should be the same person as the owner of the spiritual power of this land, otherwise, when he broke into the deep mountains and old forests of this earth, who else could be keenly aware of his appearance?
Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if the two immortals are not the same, after all, he is cultivating here, thanks to the immortal with extremely strong immortal power, this kindness, Yue Tang should be grateful.
After thinking about it for a while, Tsukiju shook his head, and sincerely learned the way of worship of the couple, and bowed three times to the north. In the Yang Realm, it seems to be respected by the north, and the above is respected, I don't know if I have a memory of this direction.
Then he clenched his fists and said gratefully: "Under the little demon moon orange, thank you for the kindness of the immortals." Yue Tang was terrified, and he had no intention of absorbing so much spiritual power here when he was cultivating. If the moon orange does not come, this spiritual power will ensure that this place will flourish for thousands of years. However, due to the low power of the moon orange demon, it is not possible to do this at one time for the time being, and I ask the immortals to forgive me. ā
After that, Yue Tang stripped off two percent of his own demonic power from his body to continue the spiritual power of this place for five hundred years. Then, he continued: "Five hundred years later, the moon orange will continue again. With that, Yue Tang smiled lightly, her cheeks were ruddy, her eyebrows were slightly curved, her eyes were bright and clear, and her movements were light and lively.
After two hundred years of growth and cultivation, Yue Tang didn't know what kind of changes had taken place in his humanoid body compared to two hundred years ago. Now she has long since faded away from the childishness and ignorance at the beginning, and has grown into a beautiful and beautiful girl, like a fairy growing among flowers, shuttling lightly through the world, with a smile and gentle and moving, and every move is lively and clever.
"I can't imagine that this little demon is so grateful and understands human feelings. Ye Ji stood behind Mu Bai, and the entire water mirror was completely blocked by Mu Bai's tall and plain white body, so naturally she didn't see what Yue Tang did on the water mirror, but that crisp and chic and polite voice made Ye Ji feel a lot more good for her.
Mu Bai pursed his lips, looked at the girl in the water mirror, with a slight smile, his eyes couldn't help but soften, like cold ice meeting early spring, gently turning into a pool of cold water, but still with a cold feeling that has not faded. It's just that somewhere in my heart, I began to be restless, and a gap faintly appeared.
As if aware of it, Mu Bai retracted his expression, turned his head and glanced lightly in the direction of Yeji, but there was a chill that penetrated deep into his bones and blood. Ye Ji was inexplicably frightened, brushing away the goosebumps all over his body, scratching the back of his head, but he couldn't figure out where he had done something wrong or said something, which caused Lord God's temperature to plummet a lot today.
"Yeluo is back?" Mu Bai said softly, sitting in front of the coffee table, holding the teapot boiling boiling water, and pouring tea. The white smoke curled up, surrounding the side of the pure white face, the eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and he looked intently at the thin smoke rising in the tea bowl, as if a thin veil was put on it, and in the hazy place, the expression was ambiguous, but the ethereal smoke seemed to melt into the cold snow, melting a few drops of spring water, dyed with a lot of warmth.
Ye Ji saw that he was fascinated, and he only felt that the gods at this time were truly alive, with an invisible and ethereal immortal aura, living with flesh and blood, sorrow, joy, affection and righteousness. It's just that this change is only for a moment, and before Yeji has come back to his senses, he sees that cold eyes looking at him, and his tone is cold and indifferent, and he says, "Are you back?" There seemed to be a trace of impatience.
"It's back, it's back. Yeji quickly came back to his senses, skimmed his gaze and didn't dare to look at him again, and replied weakly. Lord God is so handsome, and Ye Ji is extremely proud of his retinue.
"Oh?" The voice seemed to be bewitching, low and slightly hoarse, like a magnet, with its own gravitational pull, but indifferent and rejecting. Mu Bai turned the porcelain cup in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, pursed his lips, and narrowed his eyes.
Just seeing his actions like this, Ye Ji felt a palpitation, and his intuition told him that the god at this time was in a very bad mood. He pulled his throat and said quickly, "IāI'll go find him." ā
Mu Bai didn't make a sound, just tasted the tea in his hand, and a beautiful and elegant fragrance hit the tip of his nose. Seeing this, Ye Ji knew that this was his acquiescence, bowed respectfully, turned around and walked quickly towards Luo Jundian.
"Yeluo, what are you doing, why didn't you go to the gods first, and what are you doing hiding in the house when you come back?" Yeji asked with a frown. Seeing that Yeluo's door was closed, he tried to push it open, but found that it was locked from the inside and the enchantment was closed, and his heart flashed for a moment of confusion, and then he patted the door worriedly and asked, "What's wrong with you?
How powerful is it that the evil spirit can hurt Yeluo so much?
Ye Ji felt that it was not good, and just wanted to turn around and walk towards the upper temple, he saw a light and fluttering snow-white style falling, his movements were elegant and noble, his expression was cold and indifferent, he landed for a while, frowned slightly, and then slowly raised his steps and walked in the direction of Ye Luo.
Mu Bai casually carried one hand behind his back, and with one backhand and a palm, a transparent immortal power penetrated through, and easily pushed Ye Luo's closed door open, and then walked leisurely into the house.
Yeji hurriedly stepped forward, but saw a miasma of black smoke in the house. Ye Luo's face was full of pain, his brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were pale white, cold sweat was bubbling on his forehead, soaking his hair that was scattered at random, and he was wearing a blue-gray coat, which was loosely tied on his body, and the clothes were loosely tied as if they were stacked at random, making the whole coat look like it was just a simple and rough fit on his body, revealing half of his snow-white shoulders and arms, which could collapse at any time.
Yeluo's lips were pale, but his cheeks were flushed with unnatural flushes, and his eyes were slightly open, glowing with a hazy water, rippling and evil. The green tendons on his neck burst out, his fists clenched the curtains, panting, as if he was desperately enduring something, his heart cavity fell with the rapid breathing, if he hadn't seen him so embarrassed, even the uninformed night season would have felt that this room was full of a lingering atmosphere.