Your own past is the best thing that can be used to repay all the touches and make up for all the guilt.

"The matter of the blue-blood clan caused a sensation in Kyushu back then...... Me and ...... Nan Mian Immortal Lord stood on the opposite side...... He swore to follow the state lord of Hades to the death, and he must exterminate the blue-blood clan...... So I openly betrayed the Moxian Sect......" Nan Qing hesitated, but still didn't call out the "father".

“……？？？ ......" Nanqing said that the matter of quitting the immortal gate was really understated, so that the young man still didn't understand it after listening to the explanation, but he seemed to gradually feel all the things that the Nanqing immortals wanted to tell him about him from Nanqing's expressions, so Jingjie no longer asked, nor always showed his doubts, but endured the pain from his back, while lowering his head and listening to Nanqing's speech seriously.

"I ...... Once upon a time, there was an apprentice named Lin Yan...... "Nanqing tore off a few strands of cloth from his inner lining, carefully bandaged the young man, and the movements of his hands were slower than all the previous healing movements, as if this was the first time to talk about his own past life to Jingjie so formally, but even if Nanqing could tell Jingjie everything about Lin Yan, there was no way to tell him that he was Lin Yan's reincarnation, and there was no way to tell him that he was destined to come to the mortal world to be punished.

Lin Yan ...... Lin Yan...... Lin Yan ...... "When Jingjie heard this name, he suddenly began to babble shallowly in his mouth, his voice was very low, and the words were soft, but with a firmness that he did not allow others to interrupt, so that Nanqing ended what he had not finished speaking, and looked at Jingjie with some curiosity and fear—afraid that he would remember the previous things, and hoped that he would know that he was the most important person to him."

"What's wrong?" Nanqing waited for a long time for his other reply.

Lin Yan ...... It's a familiar name...... "Jing Jie didn't know why, he suddenly began to lose his temper, repeating it over and over again in his mouth, and every time he repeated it, the mania in his heart would intensify a little, until he was completely out of control, struggling to stand up, facing Nanqing, and tugging on his sleeve, "Who is Lin Yan...... I remember him clearly...... It seems to be acquaintance...... Lin Yan...... Lin Yan...... Jingjie ...... Who is Jingjie...... Save me...... Immortals...... Help me...... Lin Yan......"

Nan Qing slapped the young man's neck, and the young man, who had just lost control and couldn't control himself, fainted suddenly.

was relegated from the immortal world to the mortal world, although he became a mortal, but after all, he was once an immortal, and his own fate in his previous life would be more or less retained, so Jingjie had such a big reaction when he heard Lin Yan's name, and inadvertently muttered "Master" in his dream, which is normal, but from ancient times to the present, there are so many immortals who have been relegated to the mortal world, and they have never seen anyone who really remembers their previous lives, at most, when they see something that is very related to their previous lives, their hearts will beat without reason and omens.

Nan Qing bandaged the wound of the fainting young man, put on his clothes, and then gently picked him up, supported him horizontally with both hands, and walked carefully step by step in the dark and bumpy jungle, Nan Qing didn't know why, he always felt like he was holding Lin Yan The corpse that would leave the stage after jumping.

"The immortals are back. What's wrong with this? Nanqing entered the Xingyun Port Immortal Mansion, Qingyun was the first to greet him, and when he saw the unconscious young man in Nanqing's arms, his face suddenly darkened.

"On the way through the jungle, I met a playful goblin, and threw a dart for no reason...... Blocked it for me...... "The more Nan Qing spoke, the quieter his voice became, and the more he spoke, the more guilty he became, and finally the voice was so small that he couldn't hear it.

"How's the Immortal?" Qingyun asked this sentence, completely out of the courtesy of the younger generation to the elders, when he said it, he didn't care about the expression on Nanqing's face at this moment, Qingyun grew up in Xingyungang, although he often followed Nanqing when he was young, but after all, he hadn't seen him for more than 30 years, and Jingjie came to Wangmo Xianmen since he was a child, that is, he brought it up by himself, plus he was weak and sick since he was a child, Qingyun spent far more energy on him than the senior brothers and sisters next to him, in the past, in this immortal mansion, he was pampered in a thousand ways, so that the young man couldn't even comb his hair well, Now he just went out to play with the immortals for a day, and he came back with such a wound, and fainted, Qingyun was naturally very distressed, when he asked this sentence, he was only paying attention to the wounds on the young man's body, as for the Nanqing immortals, what he was thinking in his heart was - no matter how you say it, you are also the son of the immortal master who went out from Wangmo Xianmen, and the top of the list of heroes of the Kyushu immortal family, how can you not even do such a thing to protect a teenager.

Nan Qing naturally knew that people didn't really care about him, so he didn't speak very reasonably.

Qingyun took the injured Jingjie from Nanqing's hand, and hurriedly ran back to the place where the disciples of the Xiu Immortals lived on weekdays with Jingjie in his arms. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, good." That little student ran in the opposite direction while following him, and his expression was very ugly.

Nan Qing just wanted to catch up, but he was suddenly stopped by the person behind him: "Immortal, there is a guest in the front hall...... Said it was looking for you. ”

Nan Qing hurriedly went to the front hall with the unfamiliar immortal disciple who had just stopped him, the closer he got to the front hall, the more Nan Qing could feel that familiar aura, until he walked outside the door, Nan Qing couldn't help but whisper: "It's him." ”

The immortal cultivator made a polite announcement outside the door, and then pushed the door in, and a blue shadow stood in the middle of the main hall.

"Nanqing Immortals, I haven't seen you for a long time." The man turned around, still wearing a silky veil on his face, refusing to show himself as he really was.

"yes, it's been a long time, Mr. Destiny."

The little student who cultivated the immortal looked left and right for no reason, originally wanted to introduce the two of them, but seeing that the two of them seemed to be old acquaintances, he felt that there was no point in standing here, so he simply bowed and turned around and retreated.

Nanqing heard the door squeak and was closed, and said in a deep voice: "Since Mr. came to me today, it means that I have found the right person." ”

"Yes, Mr. Nanqing has been searching for fifteen years, and finally has a result."

"Is it because Lin Yan's fate has been rewritten by my appearance?"

"It's not Lin Yan, it's Jingjie. He is Jingjie, and he also asks the immortals to think clearly. ”

"Sure enough, it was rewritten."

"Before he went down to earth, the Heavenly Realm Master had already written a new fate for him, but the Nanqing Immortal thought that his appearance could change something - those who were demoted from the Heavenly Realm to the mortal world were destined to suffer all the suffering in the human world, and the catastrophe when he was seventeen years old, even the Nanqing Immortal, could not change anything."

"So his frailty and sickness from an early age was one of all the sufferings he suffered?"

"Yes—being born in Wangmo Xianmen is also one of the kinds of suffering he suffers."

Nan Qing raised his eyes thoughtfully, and raised his eyes with an epiphany, and looked at Mr. Destiny Master vigilantly: "I don't know what Mr. said today." ”

"As long as it is a mortal thing, a flower and a grass, a tree and a tree, people, animals, all living beings, even the Xianmen family, ordinary people, have their own destiny - Wangmo Xianmen's immortal mansion in the mortal world will naturally have its own destiny."

"Seventeen-year-old catastrophe—is he really not going to be able to escape it no matter what? Isn't it okay to let him celebrate his eighteenth birthday? ”

"The people of the mortal world have their own fate, but the people of the heavenly realm do not—it's hard to say what the ending of the immortals will be in the end—everything depends on the actions of the immortals themselves." Mr. Destiny said as he walked in the direction of the door, and when he passed by the Southern Qing Dynasty, Mr. Destiny left a sentence: "I know that it is not easy for immortals, and I will tell you that the catastrophe of Jingjie at the age of seventeen is not easy, and I do my best - I just hope that I will encounter the same situation with the immortals in the future, and the immortals can also read that we are all concerned and help me." ”

The two of them are not young anymore, and the rules of the fairy world are naturally understood, as soon as Mr. Destiny finished speaking, the two of them raised their hands together, which was regarded as thanks.

After Mr. Commander finished speaking, he turned into a puff of blue smoke and flew away lightly.

Nanqing was stunned and recalled all the messages left to him by the blue-clothed boy just now-the mortal Wangmo Xianmen may suffer a catastrophe in the near future, Jingjie had a catastrophe when he was seventeen years old, this catastrophe can be resolved but cannot be resolved, he can do it but he can't do it. In the end, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he really wanted to simply throw a bunch of eggs at that Mr. Destiny Master.

The little student who came to the main hall with Nanqing before didn't know where to go to be busy, Nanqing hadn't been to Wangmo Xianmen for a long time, and he was lost in going around here, and occasionally passed by a few immortal cultivators, probably not long after coming to Wangmo Xianmen, he had never heard of the name of Nanqing Immortals, nor did he know that Nanqing Immortals used to be people who looked at Mo Xianmen, and he didn't know that Nanqing was the only son of Nanmian Immortals. So even if he saw Nan Qing standing aside, looking at the token and family ornament on his waist, he neither suspected that his identity was suspicious, nor did he know that his identity was noble. What should be gossip is still small talk, and what should be played is still fun.

"Tut-tut, I'm afraid the Fengyue Immortal Gate is going to collapse!"

"Huh? What's wrong? Wasn't it okay the other day? ”

"Oh, I heard that there was a fire in the backyard of that Yan Yi Immortal Lord, and he actually found himself a killer as a concubine."

"Fengyue Immortal Gate...... Listen to the name. ”

Nan Qing stood aside, and the one who listened to it was uncomfortable: "Shut up!" ”

The two little students were drunk, and when they saw that the immortal was extraordinary, dressed luxuriously, they thought that it was a senior brother of some higher grade in their immortal sect, and they didn't dare to make a mistake.

"Wangmo Xianmen is the most taboo of those children who discuss the length of people behind their backs, and the most taboo children who are unclear and judge in vain, are you too idle to come here to chew the root of your tongue!"