"Purple Kite is willing!" If you can get the guidance of Doumu Yuanjun and cultivate the immortal body, it will be just around the corner!

Xuanling, as Ziwei Xingjun and the son of Doumu Yuanjun, wants to ask the Queen of Heaven for a purple kite, which is a simple thing.

Xuanling doesn't like to be lively on weekdays, and he doesn't admire the glory and pet, and the queen of heaven is also happy to be a favor, so she gave this purple iris to Xuanling.

Purple Kite was originally full of joy and wanted to ask for the guidance of Doumu Yuanjun, but she didn't expect that the mysterious spirit of the mysterious spirit was so profound and difficult to understand, and it was not something that a flower spirit like her who had just cultivated a human body could learn at all.

"Purple Kite, what's wrong with you?" Xuanling saw Mu Kite's sullen appearance all day long, and said with concern, "Is there anything on your mind?" ”

Purple Kite wiped her tears, shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's that I'm too stupid, and it's rare to have the opportunity to ask Doumu Yuanjun for advice, but because of my stupidity, I can't comprehend the essence of the Xuanling Dao at all." ”

When Xuanling heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that it's because of this, even I find it difficult to comprehend the Xuanling Wonderful Dao, let alone you." ”

He reached out and touched the little head of the purple kite, his expression was intimate, and there was a hint of pampering in his tone that even he didn't notice.

"Xuan Ling Miaodao, really can't even Xuanling understand?" The purple kite bit her lower lip and looked at Xuanling aggrievedly.

"yes." Xuanling laughed with him.

"Woohoo." Purple Kite was very disappointed, and tears fell, "In this way, there will be no one to teach me." ”

"Purple Kite, don't worry, I'll tell you to read and write first, so that you may be able to comprehend the essence of the Xuanling Mystic Law sooner."

"You're going to teach me, to read and write?" Purple Kite wiped her tears and said.

"Well, you can only understand human language now, and you can't read and write, so it will be even more difficult to understand some obscure literary words, let alone mystical methods."

Xuanling stuffed the pen into Zi Kite's hand, gently held her little hand and said, "Come, I'll teach you." ”

Mu Kite looked at the scene in her memory where Xuanling held the purple kite's hand and taught her to write, and she was filled with feelings and suddenly realized.

It turned out that the reason why she felt familiar with this scene was because 40,000 years ago, Xuanling also held the hand of her previous life and taught her to write seriously.

Because the purple kite is just a flower spirit, and she is not even a basic immortal, so the immortals and immortal attendants in the Doufu look down on her very much.

Why can she be so close to Xingjun and get along like a friend?

Obviously, she is even lower than them!

Although the purple kite is a flower spirit, it has already opened its spirit 10,000 years ago, and it can understand human language nearly 5,000 years ago, so it naturally knows how to observe words and colors.

"Xuanling, shouldn't I stay with you?" The purple kite suddenly had some doubts about her existence.

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" Xuanling's eyes darkened, "Are those immortals chewing the root of their tongues again?" ”

Purple Kite shook his head: "I have low talent and shallow cultivation, I'm afraid staying by your side won't be of much use to you." ”

"Who said that, I like to hear you tell those secret anecdotes of the fairy world." Xuanling took the purple kite's small hand and said, "I still like the fragrance on your body, it is faint and has the effect of calming the nerves." ”

If he could, he would even want to sleep with the purple kite in his arms, and he would definitely sleep soundly.

Although they are all half-grown children now, just like childhood sweethearts as the folk say, one day, he will let her stay by his side with dignity.

"Xuanling wants me, what identity do you want me to stay by your side?" Purple Kite finally asked.

"As a friend." Xuanling blurted out, looked at her intently and said, "Can't you feel my sincerity to you?" ”

It's a pity that she is not even qualified to be a friend.

When Yaochi first saw him, he turned around and glanced at it, and since then, Fanghua has been in chaos and has been lost for life.

Doumu Yuanjun is right, she is a flower spirit, ruthless in plants and trees, and when she is tempted, she is gambling on the love of her life.

The star spirits in the sky, but those who have cultivated human form are heavenly immortals, and the cultivation talent of the star spirits is extremely high, and the saints and venerables of all parties hope to accept the star monarch as a disciple.

From the heavenly immortal to the immortal, but thousands of years have passed, the star spirit is indifferent by nature, ruthless and desireless, and can fly to the god after surviving the love tribulation, isn't this equivalent to picking up an apprentice who will become a god in the future?

Purple Kite endured the sourness in her heart and said, "Are you just a friend?" ”

Xuanling was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "If you want to be my wife, you can do it." ”

"Originally, I planned not to marry in this life, because I am unsentimental and less desired, and I am afraid that marrying will hurt people's hearts, but if it is a purple kite, maybe I will take good care of you."

This was Xuanling's heartfelt words at that time, he didn't think too much, he just wanted to keep a close person by his side.

The warm current of emotion instantly filled her entire heart, and tears burst down the embankment in an instant.

The slightest fluctuation and ripple in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows will affect her mood.

He is a star in the sky, and he is her sweetheart.

She understands his desire for the emotions and warmth of ordinary people, and knows that he, as a star spirit with few emotions and few desires, will also be nostalgic for the warmth that does not belong to him in the mortal world.

Therefore, even if you are crushed, even if you fall in love with him, you are destined to be bruised.

She would also throw herself into his arms like a moth to a fire, giving him all the warmth and tenderness.

"Thank you, Xuanling." The purple kite hugged Xuanling tightly and couldn't cry.

With his words, it is enough, no matter how difficult the road to accompany him in the future is, she will desperately rush through.

He has an indifferent temperament, but he is willing to make an exception for her.

How can she be so valued and cherished by Xuanling?

Phoenix Mountain, Qingluan Douque, Rui Palace.

Hearing that after Xuanling refused to marry Kunlun, he turned around and found a flower spirit to accompany him, and Hongluan was so angry that he didn't fight.

"What's that flower spirit's name?" Hongluan was so angry that she split the table in half with a sword, and there was a cruelty in her eyes that was beyond her age.

The maids fell to their knees, trembling with fear.

"It seems, it seems to be called a purple kite."

I'd rather have a flower spirit who isn't even an immortal than her, is this what it means to slap her in the face?!

Xuanling, you dare to insult me like this!

"Let's go, go to the Nine Heavens, I want to see what kind of face this flower spirit called Purple Kite has grown!"

Holding the Feiluan sword in his hand and stepping on the Qingluan mount, Hongluan and his party came to the Doufu Tianbao Pavilion from Kunlun Mountain, and the princess's style and pomp were full of pomp.

Doumu Yuanjun knew about this in advance from the water mirror, and summoned Xuanling to ask, "How are you going to deal with it this time?" ”