The extreme of the East China Sea has changed.

has changed for the better, and all these years have also suffered from mortal literature, and now that he has the tail feathers, he has finally healed the pain in his body, and he should cheer himself up.

He should live like himself, and he can't keep the old days anymore.

In the end, he was still more relieved, and now the little peacock has finally learned to think about himself.

If he is still the ancestor in Song Nian, no matter what the temperament of this little peacock is, he can protect him for the rest of his life, but he is no longer the ancestor, so he thinks that if this kid is a little flexible, he will not have such a difficult life.

But in the final analysis, he was wronged, and the little peacock who was so twisted has now learned to be wronged. It's his reason.

Song Nian thought of this, his eyes were gloomy, and the whole person was a little melancholy, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

But Song Nian, who bowed his head and looked sad, never saw that on this banquet, above the seats where everyone in the East China Sea was located, someone glanced at him, and there was a light in his eyes, which flashed in a flash, and he didn't even notice it around him.

This extreme of the East China Sea is naturally not someone else, but the current owner of the island of the East China Sea.

For many years, he has rarely been out of this East China Sea extreme, and this time it is naturally not to have anything to do with this Ghost Emperor of the Underworld, he just wants to come here to take a look.

He knew that what happened back then was afraid that it would hurt his heart, so for many years, he had locked himself alone in the extreme of the East China Sea and never had the slightest thought of going out.

But the person he was ashamed of came to him, and he found the pole of the East China Sea and gave him this tail feather.

Although he wanted to leave quietly, after all, he never thought that the blood qi that remained in his mortal body would allow him to find this place.

The king of the underworld can feel where Song Nian is through those blood, and he can naturally follow those blood, and Fanwen can find this underworld.

Taking advantage of the birth of the only son of the ghost emperor of the capital of the city, he naturally can't come here blatantly, he has not asked about the world since the generation of the ancestors, and he will naturally not violate the admonitions of the ancestors. #爱奇文学o!! Better, newer and faster

But he is the only one who is familiar with the temperament of the ancestor. If this world wants to find a second person who knows everything about the ancestor, I am afraid that there is no such person except for his mortal literature.

Fan Wen sat here, looking at the many ghosts and monsters in this underworld, they went in and out, and Fan Wen was also swept by, and he knew that this ghost or demon was not the ancestor, but Song Nian, who had just entered the door, was different, and when he entered the door, the snow suit was grabbing Fan Wen's things.

He has served the ancestor for so many years, and the ancestor treats him very well, teaching him private spells on weekdays, and even the first-class magic weapon is often given to him.

This is the exception of this snowsuit.

Fan Wen is a shy person, and Song Nian also knew about it back then, so he was afraid that Fan Wen would be too shy and miss some things, so all these things were clearly considered for him.

When he was injured on the day of this bloody clothes, the ancestor wanted to give him his body, but only its owner could maximize all his abilities, which is also a mortal

When Wen first saw this snow suit, he said what he said.

And he also knew that this snow suit would not be so obedient to the second person except for this master.

When Song Nian came to the door, he saw the glossy starlight from the snow coat on Song Nian's body. Although it was faint, he was sure that it must be the afterglow of the starlight on the ancestor.

How did you not feel joy in his heart in the years that you had been looking forward to for a long time.

He didn't dare to stare at the ancestor, for fear that he would recognize him, for fear that he would be angry, and for fear that he would not recognize him as a mortal, or that after recognizing him, it would still be a strange scene.

Hometown timidity.

It's just that Fan Wen didn't expect that he would be in this least favorite place, he always thought that if he survived in the world again, he would definitely find a place he liked and spend every day well.

And this place is possible, but it can't be in this underworld. Even though he was the king of the underworld back then, Fan Wen, who had always been by his side, knew how much he had suffered in order to be the lord of the underworld.

But if he asks Fan Wen to think about it, he will find that there is no room for the ancestor in this heaven and earth, and in this heaven, with that war between the two worlds, the heaven and the underworld will not be the place he wants to stay.

Among the Three Realms, only this human world remains.

But even if he likes the world again, he is afraid that he will not let himself get involved in the affairs of this world, he has always been unwilling to obstruct the choice of the generations in this world, and the world he loves is naturally even more impossible.

In this way, among these three realms, there is no longer this hiding place for the ancestor, and this situation reminds him of the years he does not want to look back on.

At that time, although the ancestor was one of the two deities in heaven, he had lost the actual right early, and even there were disagreements with the ancestor from time to time.

Because of his age, in addition to recording many matters in the Three Realms, he also recorded the secret treasures of this world, so that the ancestor often went to many places in the world to hunt for treasures with Fan Wen.

One day, he was bored in the East China Sea, and he took him to find the world's famous instrument - the southern organ.

"The Age of Moisture" records: co-authored by Wutong Sangzi in the East China Sea, the dragon tendon is the string, and the play is solemn.

"Nanfeng, is he the one who found the master?"

"Yes."

"After this catastrophe, she was collected in "Age of Age".

"Yes."

Under the eaves of that side, a kid buried his head in hard reading. Hearing the voice of a person, he was afraid that he had heard it wrong, there was a lake outside the window, and there was no boat, how could he stand up for people?

What's more, who will be here?

The family is surrounded by walls, far away from the downtown area, and the family is poor and has no distant relatives.

One day you will get ahead, but there will be no more rice and no more cooking.

Live up to the pain of today's hard study and the air of poverty.

The contemplative person did not realize that a ghostly light in the piano floated into the house, and then quietly turned into a human form and floated behind him.

She woke up, and after sleeping for tens of thousands of years, she finally woke up. Although she no longer has that supreme status and power, fortunately, she still has the body.

And called

The boy who woke him up was the boy in the house.

is not very old, and the violent spirit on his body is strong, Wen Quxing still takes care of him or two, although he has no great talent, it is enough to fool the world.

If it is really as he wishes, I am afraid that there will be another good show in the world.

Of course, she is watching a good show.

If it was 10,000 years ago, as a water god, she would still think of this body and turn into this body, and now, what does this thing and this person have to do with her?

The reason why she didn't leave was that this person had kindness to him, and she was bound by it and couldn't stay away.

She didn't want to cross others and herself, thinking about it, she would wait for him to finish this life.

When the captor dies, he is naturally freed.

He was studying, and there was really nothing to do, so she returned to the lake and absorbed the aura of heaven and earth.

Although it is impossible to shape the spirit again, it will make her feel better.

But at the moment, she couldn't turn a blind eye, just because of the struggling figure in the lake.

I have always been a person who studies behind closed doors, and today I rarely swim in the lake, but I slipped into the lake. It is a struggle, naturally there is no water, this place is remote, and no outsiders visit.

Thousands of years ago, that knife had already broken her compassion.

Naturally, not saved.

Zuo was only for a moment, and she could wait.

If he dies, she will stay in this lake for a long time, so that she can gather some cultivation.

"Nanfeng, if you don't save it again, your cultivation will be halved, I'm afraid it will really disappear by then."

"Don't serve the ancestors, come here to show off your might?"

Now she can't even be a human being, what precepts and criminal rules do she care?

"After all these years, you don't want to ask the reason yourself?"

Her divine body is gone, and her spiritual power spells are also gone, if there is no vicious person at the beginning, why would she be like this? Thousands of years of immortality and immortality, only relying on the obsession that wants to crush his bones and ashes.

She doesn't ask, and she doesn't need to ask.

It is only necessary to destroy its consciousness and shatter its divine body.

"In more than half a month, he will take over the position of the Water God Pavilion."

Half a moon in the sky, it has only been more than ten years in the world, how can you wait?

Ascending the Water God Pavilion is no longer possible.

Thirty-three days, the Buddha's light and golden light are blessed, non-immortals and non-saints, three souls and seven spirits, and the heavens and the earth are eliminated.

She is in this life, and she is immortal, and she is impossible.

"Thank you."

Pinching his fingers, he found that there was not much spiritual power left, and he couldn't, so he had to swim to the place where he fell into the water. He carried the struggling man to the shore.

The grace of saving lives can also be compensated.

Kwong Lu always knew that someone was following him.

Even if he is not behind him, he is not far away.

For example, the lake outside the window.

He had always been afraid that it was a ghost, but he was also curious about what it was. Wading alone in the water, who knew that he almost took his life.

As he struggled, he wondered what was the use of those ambitions if he died here.

What's the use......

He knew that someone was there, and he never blamed him for not saving him.

After all, if it is a demon, he is more merciful if he has not harmed him, how can he ever hear that a demon saves people?

Only in the end, the demon saved him.

The demon is a very beautiful woman, the distant mountains are Dai, the stars and the moon are the eyes, the mountain wind is a cloth belt, like snow and the sea.

"Who are you?"

The immortals were unheard.

"These days

The one behind me, is that you? ”

"Are you an immortal?"

……

Without saying a word, she turned and returned to the lake.

It's gone.

But Kuang's mother felt that her dog had changed a lot.

He still likes to read, but he is not a subset of those classics and histories, and he has slowly become interested in some poems and songs.

She didn't really understand the difference between the two. Such an assessment is nothing more than hearsay. Originally, they were all single dogs, but now they have a lot of friends.

Multiple friends, always multiple paths.

Their house was in the middle of the road, and no one was close to them, and now someone is coming. Naturally, they were very happy.

It would be better if the dog could make a name for himself.

After more than ten years, it is fleeting.

It is still a lakeside thatched house, and the person sitting in it has become a chic and handsome knight. The bones are strong, the posture is straight, and the face is sparse, I have to say that the birth is good.

"Brother Kuang, why did you change your name?"

was originally named Kuang Ruilu, but now he is called Kuang Haixue.

That thatched cottage also had the same nickname: "Haixue Hall".

"Brother Wang doesn't know, Brother Kuang is now a sword, happy in the rivers and lakes, free and uninhibited, quite Wei and Jin style, the children of the rivers and lakes are long, and they are naturally romantic."

"Hahaha."

Everyone thought it was funny, so they laughed with the ridiculers.

Like snow and the sea.

Thinking of that posture, he even grinned with everyone.

After more than ten years, are you okay now?

She's not good.

Kwong Ruilu will not know.

"Now, you've found here, you must have gained a lot of cultivation over the years?"

"Holy Venerable, Nanfeng please save me!"

"I am no longer a Saint."

Is there such a body as a saint like him who does not care about the affairs of the world in this world? He had never seen it before.

What's more, what the current heavenly realm looks like, as long as you know, I am afraid that you can guess a little.

Nanfeng naturally knew that he was not a supreme being, but in this huge world, who else could she ask for? She is no longer the rain god of the dragon clan that everyone admires, and the dragon palace and her original home have now become a place of vigilance. There is no one in heaven and earth to ask for.

"The south wind, please ask the ancestor for protection."

Even if he doesn't become a supreme, he is still the first dragon to appear in heaven and earth.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, on the occasion of a thousand years, the ancestor of the Venerable Ancestor was born in the sea of 2.8 million stars and was the ancestor of the dragon clan.

But now there is no dragon to recognize.

For tens of thousands of years, no one has talked about it.

"Although you deceive me, all kinds of cause and effect cycles."

"Well, I'll help you."

If it weren't for 50,000 years ago, she wouldn't be like this.

"Today, he ascended to the throne of the rain god, and I will help you to ascend for thirty-three days, but you must know the consequences."

Now, she has borrowed spiritual power, and after thirty-three days, she will only be left for a moment or three moments, and her soul will definitely be scattered.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor."

Hasn't she waited for all these years just for today's answer?

Thirty-three days, Lingxiao Treasure Palace.

Punishment Altar.

"Qinglong Boqi, sealed by the mandate of heaven, is now measured by heaven.

Remorseful? ”

Cold, indifferent and ruthless, a solemn statue, this is the ancestor, and his cultivation is the way of pure heart and few desires.

On weekdays, when standing together with the ancestors, they were very respectful.

"No regrets."

Vocation needs to be measured by heaven.

Otherwise, it is the chosen one.

The rain god division is cloudy and rainy, thunder and lightning on all sides, and all living beings need to wait for it. Take the world as the responsibility, and this heavenly test must not be Erer's doing. It is necessary to inherit the blow of the ancestor, the thunder of the palace is three, and the officials of the clouds and rain in all directions attack it.

After this time, Fang is justified.

But not without exception.

Although the Heavenly Court was not as intertwined as it is now, and the interests of all parties were balanced, in order to prevent the occurrence of any accidents on the way to the Heavenly Court, it was always necessary to show mercy to his subordinates.

Exceptions can be made for the sole person.

Since more than 100,000 years ago, he has been like this, and he has never bent the law for personal gain.

The patriarch held the office of justice.

A clear light is like a fairy like a chen, standing above the three ancestors for thirty-three days.

In the Ninghui Hall behind this, most of the habits on his body are learned by this ancestor.

Take out the white jade porcelain bottle with the sleeve and put a soul out.

"You cherish it."

"South wind, kneel down and thank the ancestor."

Every bit of spiritual power he added to her vanished with every step he took.

That's it, the cycle of cause and effect can't be escaped.

He will eventually have to pay back this karma.

The remaining spiritual power has long been unable to support him to maintain the Dharma Phase, and in a short time, he will definitely be able to manifest his original body.

The ancestor had been hit hard many times that day, but in the thirty-three days at that time, together with the ancestor, they all thought that the ancestor most of them did not like the life of the heavenly realm.

What a ridiculous reason for not wanting to be subject to the rules of the heavenly realm, they were so self-righteous without finding out.

The ancestor couldn't resist the wind, so he retreated to the next best.

into the water.

In the memory of that year, although the heavens and the earth were not just opened, the world was full of energy, and there was no need to deliberately find a place to live.

It's not like this spiritual pool.

The aura here is compelling, but he doesn't want to stay.

Yunling Pond is very close to the Imperial Palace.

This place is where the ancestor lives, and it is obviously not far from his temple of the year of the year, but the funny thing is that the ancestor has not moved at all to want to go back.

Whoever is full of spiritual power and profound, the spiritual power fluctuates within thousands of miles, if he wants to, he will not be able to escape.

The ancestor was cautious.

In the pond for three days, although he can resist the wind, he does not dare to act rashly.

The fairy and the immortal who walked along the pond had excellent upbringing, the steps were not chaotic, and the hands were orderly.

I can't complain that the ancestor sent him to ask for advice or two.

That day's ascending ceremony, naturally, it was over.

The spiritual power is so weak, I can't enter the heavenly measuring platform, I'm afraid it will be scattered cleanly, I don't know if Nanfeng wants to take revenge has her figure in the eyes?

It doesn't hurt if there is, it's just a thing of the past.

She is the only one who is persistently searching, and she is not familiar with the believers who abandoned her that day, and she has already consumed her soul in reincarnation.

"Hey, when did a silver snake come into this spiritual pool?"

"Hurry, you will

It was scooped up and sent to the lower realm, so as not to let the spiritual pool of the Venerable be contaminated with turbidity. ”

Hearing this, he felt very reasonable, so he copied the things of the net fork and arrested him without knowing the severity of the matter.

I don't know if there is spirituality, the snake actually cooperated into the net pocket, and the fairy attendant carrying the net bag hurriedly put it into a lake in the nether realm.

The immortal servant with the snake retreated, and the ancestor went out to patrol here, kneeling on the ground with a hula, and everyone sighed.

"I've seen the Venerable."

"Hmm."

The Supreme Bathing Spirit never let people protect the Dharma, and he didn't even leave to serve, and the group of hulala retreated.

A breeze blew, and the figure of the robe was put down for a moment, and he raised his hand to continue.

"That pond water is not something you should think about, you should find a place and concentrate on cultivation is the right way."

The immortal attendant in the hall put down the small snake in the net, looking for a side of water and soil.

Wei Cheng didn't think that the immortal servants in his palace were so transparent, but the roofless lake was blowing on his face, and he had time to thank him in the future.

He knew the water.

"Are you here?"

"You're finally ignoring me!"

A young man in a green shirt rushed to the scene, but only saw a small silver and white snake.

"You, is that her?"

Whether she is a fairy or a demon, she can change in any way, he guards this lake, no matter what falls into the lake, he is going to rush there.

"It's not."

"She's dead."

He doesn't like to give empty joy.

Seeing the man in the green shirt at a visible speed, the joy was gone.

"Why? Isn't she a fairy? ”

She's not a fairy.

"Aren't immortals immortal?"

The gods will also be extinguished.

"For more than ten years, I have wanted to see her every day, and I know that the gods don't like the filthy breath of ordinary people, so I bathe in incense and meditate on the Tao."

Raising his eyes, he saw a faint clear qi on his body, if he was dedicated to the Tao in this life, a hundred years later, it might be possible to see him in the heavenly court.

"Why......"

It can be seen that he has such emotional fluctuations, and it is not yet known whether he will continue to practice.

Sitting in a puddle, looking lonely.

He will not comfort mortals.

I simply sneaked back into the lake, and those net forks had a little bit of a thirty-three day of punishment, and they needed to recuperate.

One man, one snake, one house and one lake.

Peaceful.

The mortal man never showed up, but there would be more fruits and vegetables by the lake.

He was born with an immortal body and did not need to eat grain.

He let the fruits and vegetables come and send them away.

One day, there were no more vegetables and fruits, and only one person remained, hugging the body of the piano, and said to the lake:

"I'm leaving."

And then there was only that pool of green and clear water.

"Fanwen, you follow him, and when the south wind dissipates her breath, you will take her back to her age."

"Yes."

Seeing that he didn't move, he was respectful.

(End of chapter)