After Xianhua returned to his bedroom, Ting Yulou, from the Kuangjing Tower, he couldn't close his eyes or calm the sea of qi in his chest. The pool of water that should have been silent in his heart was rippling, so dry that he couldn't calm his mind. From the sunset to the moon tree. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was the face of the man who made him want to kick away: so Xianhua put on the golden silk fairy wisp that he had taken off not long ago, and walked towards the top of Wuling Mountain with a touch of fragrance, the cold pool of Xuanshui that always gave him great comfort whenever he was irritable.

Xianhua crossed his steps and came to the foot of Wuling Mountain for a long time, he could have jumped up, but he loved this ladder to climb the peak. The night is thick, the moon is a little over, the cool breeze is over, blowing his body and mind are comfortable, from time to time there are birdsongs, the low roar of the mountain ape, and the sweet words of the herons. The beauty is intoxicating

The beautiful scenery along the way accompanied him all the way to the peak, the pale blue cold pool of Xuanshui poured down from the Nine Heavens Xuanmen, with the flash of stars, soft and shattered the quiet moonlight, and rippled a little:

Xianhua took advantage of this moonlight, took off his shoes and socks and probed his feet into the cool lake, the slightest coldness moistened his restless heart, and his feet as white as snow folded the moonlight, stirring up a wave of Xuanshui, like a dragonfly touching down, swinging ripples back to the pool. The thousand-year-old iron tree next to it also bloomed cherry blossoms at some point, and the pink flowers of the tree shook and danced.

When the last white chiffon fell on the lawn, his entire posture was leaked in front of the pink iron tree, as if the iron tree was also ashamed of the flowers, kissing his white and soft fragrant shoulders. Xianhua walked into this Xuanshui slowly, little by little, the cool Xuanshui was like a shy and ignorant young man facing a beauty, soaking and caressing every inch of his body little by little, the black hanging green hair, with a smeared fragrance, melted into this water like a mist and clouds, lifting his face with a slight red rhyme in the white, and the lady with the first makeup could not match his one-ten-thousandth appearance. The starry cold eyes were more charming and intimidating in the water, and the love of an iron tree on the bridge of his tall nose was slightly pinched by his slender fingers, and the temptation of pale red lips blew away this piece of affectionate petals. The soft and masculine lines on the back are also more than a bit of reverie that can be broken in the bathing of the water.

There was a faint sound of trees shaking in the grass, Xianhua frowned, grabbed the tulle fairy wisps next to him and draped them on his body, and the uneven water droplets were scattered on his skin, and half of the tulle was peeled off, leaking a piece of snow white on his chest. Xianhua didn't care about this, silently recited the spell of fixation, a golden light exploded but pounced into the air, and in a moment a rabbit crawled out of the grass weakly, drooping ears, soft white hair, fluffy like a ball. is looking at the fairy blossom in front of him with timid eyes

Xianhua lifted the placket that had fallen off, picked up the frightened little rabbit and whispered softly

"You little villain, I thought someone was there just now" After saying that, he raised the little rabbit and rubbed the tip of his nose, then put it back on the ground, and touched his drooping ears

"Go back, little villain," especially the little rabbit jumped far away before returning to the moon under the water

: Did I really hear it wrong just now, how can a rabbit have such a big movement, there is only one explanation, he must be stealing something hidden, afraid that others will find out before panicking, yes, yes, it must be so. Xianhua was quite sure of his own speculation. Cut, don't think about it, let's think about what tokens to give to those people tomorrow.

Xianhua leaned on the auspicious cloud stone of Xuanshui and closed his eyes. Thoughts kept turning

: What kind of gift is it that does not lose my identity, and it can also help those who enter the afterlife in the future, and find it in the past life, it is really nerve-wracking, I am really not suitable for using my brain, I still have to enjoy it slowly and think slowly. also hummed a minor tune, a minor tune that was always touched from the bottom of his heart, and every time his heart throbbed, this tune could be hummed by him unconsciously

"Thousands of generations of red dust tribulation, you and I will always depend on each other, reincarnation is a person in the suffering, eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, Qingqing Zi Jindu, I take my heart, Tingxiao night rain Lou Lan Pavilion, you don't forget to carry my heart with the ......."

Without Ling Immortal Pavilion's Ling spur, today is the time to receive the gift

The gift of Wu Ling Xiandu can be said to be the most magnificent and graceful and noble tribute among all the immortal sects. Colorful creation of the Divine Phoenix, from the Nine Heavens Xuanmen Cidu Immortal Mountain flew down, shook off the light of the Ten Thousand Tents, the psychic birds, the phoenix chirped, ten thousand birds worshipped, then flew, danced and around the temple for a day, what kind of treatment is this and what a spectacle, the Creation of the Divine Phoenix once in a thousand years, the person who bathes in the light has the power of the Xuanhuo, can pass the graceful hell.

Through the leaders of the Unbounded Illusion, only they are worthy of the praise of this world once in a thousand years. And they also fully demonstrated their strength to all the sects in the world, and the immortals who had lost their bones were also willing to make their own painful sacrifices for this prosperous world.

Although Xianhua has cultivated for thousands of years, he does not have many memories of existence, he only knows how fast he cultivates immortals, and his first life is lower than that of others for hundreds of lifetimes. His realization is to become an immortal. Therefore, he had never seen this divine phoenix, let alone those ordinary immortal cultivators who only had a hundred-year-old lifespan. He had to quietly look at the spectacle in front of him, and his master seemed to be tired of seeing such a scene, and he was still lazily supporting his nine-colored immortal Lingyun.

The twenty immortal cultivators who crossed the border, uniformly dressed in white and embroidered with red auspicious clouds, stood outside the hall in the sound of Ling's spur, facing Gu Zun and the two gods, and the divine phoenix above their heads swirled and fell column-like star fragments, melting into their skin.

Because of the appearance of the Divine Phoenix, these twenty people received a more special gift, which was a sentence from Gu Zun

"The god is now, and the previous life is no longer to be found" After speaking, he returned to his lazy self, and yawned, and his impatient expression couldn't be clearer

"Looking for the previous life, Gu Zun means that we don't have to find it in the previous life?"

"You are stupid, you must have it, we are now a low-end immortal family of Wuling, and we have to build an immortal weapon in the afterlife tribulation to be the real Wuling Immortal on the list"

"What a blessing"

"By the way, since we are already Wuling Xiaoxian, will we have immortal gifts and select apprentices in a while, which immortal do you want to follow?"

"Needless to say, of course Ling Xian is a god, and I can stand beside him and take a look at his beauty, I will be full of righteousness."

"Yes, yes, I came here for him, he is more beautiful than all the women I have ever seen, tsk, this feeling is really amazing"

The female cultivator next to her scolded impatiently

"You old men are lewd against a man, you are not disgusting, you can't apply it, and you have to be a beauty like me to understand it" also stroked his long hair and threw a fox eyebrow

Huang Xuanxuan really couldn't stand this group of crooked people, who looked like a girl in the famous gatehouse, and was left behind by it with a "snap".

"You guys shut up and don't do it, the crows are better than you, I'll choose to be Lingshangshen, you people who don't understand anything"

"There's something wrong, don't pay attention to him, let's continue, I'll tell you" A few people still whispered and completely ignored Huang Xuanxuan's warning, Huang Xuanxuan was angry, and wanted to fan them away

Shuang Ling listened to the discussion behind her, and an inexplicable pain surged in her heart

: No matter how long it takes, you will always shine so brightly, so let everyone sink

Shenhuang Yiming, when it comes to the real gifting of apprentices, as a senior brother, Du Ling chooses apprentices before Xianhua, and his only criterion for choosing apprentices is that he must be honest and honest, even if the immortal is not high, it doesn't matter, because he came over like this, and he paid a hundred times more effort than Xianhua to be worthy of sitting with his junior brother, and his gift is Qingqi, each person has a shallow Ling Folding Moon Fan Bone, and this fan is not a stroke, he wants to tailor a fairy method for each person to draw on the brocade surface. so that they will not be destroyed when they refine their weapons.

Du Ling selected ten people and returned to Gu Zun's side, and motioned for Xianhua to go

Xianhua thought to herself: Nima, what kind of ghost did you pick up all the good ones and leave them for me, and you deliberately left me a fat man, a stupid girl, a facial paralysis, and the cold frost Ling who can only smile and have spring eyes, and the rest of the scum, hey, what should I do if I am so tired, let's do it

Xianhua walked in front of everyone, and the immortal qi in his hand suddenly lingered in a shining pocket, gathering immortal treasure bags. Signaled to let them catch it themselves, because they really don't know what to give, so they took out all the treasures in their collection and let them catch them by fate, and he also gave a big hug after everyone caught it. These hugged sluts are called a prodigal and almost forget what their last name is.

Xianhua walked in front of Shuang Ling and said with an expressionless face

"It's your turn, hurry up, don't ink" As soon as the words fell, the god phoenix flew down from the sky, the red gem eyes were glowing with raging flames, as if burning with all the sins, when the moment Shuang Ling and the god phoenix's hands touched, the god phoenix came together excitedly, got rid of a coquettish child paper, and rubbed the two of them with the ten-colored phoenix feathers on the top of their heads. Signaling Xianhua to pull out his phoenix feather, Xianhua was stunned for a while, and did what the god phoenix wanted, and after handing the phoenix feather to Shuang Ling, the god phoenix Changming flew back into the air and circled.

"Don't ask me what's going on, I don't know, since you have a phoenix feather, you don't have to look for the baby" Then he turned around and left

"You've forgotten something"

"What's it?" Xianhua said in surprise

"A hug," Frost Ling smiled

"Who said I was going to hug you, you think it's so beautiful" The coaxed Xianhua turned out to be more cute

"But they all have it, only I am not stumped, are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of your uncle, I'm afraid of you, I won't call Bai Xianhua" After speaking, he turned around and hugged Shuangling

The two blazing temperatures transmitted the surging heartbeat, Xian Hua suddenly felt his face hot, and was about to withdraw but was grabbed back by Shuang Ling's big hand, and whispered softly in his ear

"Daughter-in-law, you're still so fragrant"

"There's something wrong with you, you're crazy, believe it or not, I'll kill you" Xianhua replied sternly, and went to the side without looking back, leaving Shuang Ling who was still smiling

I heard faintly in the air that I don't know where, there was a sound of clenched fists and the bones of my hands clicking, so hidden, so real