Chapter 9 The wide leaves are green and yin

I immediately called out to Master in sorrow, and as soon as my knees weakened, I fell to my knees in front of his old man's seat.

I haven't seen my master for so long, so it makes sense that even in a dream, I should kowtow to his old man, and it would not be too much to kowtow a few more. However, I am afraid that I will lower my head and get up again, and the master on the Qingming platform will be gone. I tugged at his sleeve with one hand, wiped the tears on my face with the other, and the shouts of Master and Master were endless. The corners of Master's lips were tightly closed, and he didn't say a word, but just stared at me seriously for a long time.

"Little Thirteen, you haven't grown up yet. A big palm on top of my head rubbed slightly, "It's still so stupid." ”

I smiled stupidly, and was about to defend a few points, when suddenly the master disappeared, and everything was falling, connected to the Qingming Terrace, connected to me.

I suddenly knew that this was a dream, there was no Master in this dream, I had just lost Master again, and I didn't want to wake up. I just relaxed my body and let it fall freely.

When I opened my eyes again, I was surrounded by desolation. The continuous withered grass stretched from the soles of my feet to the end of the sky, and I still remember this place, where I was exposed to the heavenly fire when I first attained Nirvana.

I looked up at the sky, and the dark purple clouds were cascading on top of each other, like the calm before the Heavenly Thunder Karmic Fire was about to be added. Unconsciously turning his head to the east, the master said that the heavenly thunder karma fire starts from the east, and tears are like rain in front of the ever-bright lamp. When he said this, a folding fan gently tapped on my head: "This is the song of your Phoenix clan, but you still have the leisure to laugh like this, but you don't hurry up and cultivate, today is only nine hundred and twenty-six days left before you receive the thunder karma fire that day, do you know?"

I don't think the two verses are written very well, but the number of words is barely right. Its only advantage is that it is real. If you can hold up to this day, the thunder and karmic fire will rise during the day, cut off the delusion, and fall asleep day by day under the lamp in front of a certain immortal seat; If you can't survive this day's thunder karma fire, and your soul is scattered, the everlasting lamp of the Phoenix Clan will leave you with one, and your soul will cry lightly with the lamp oil night and night.

Standing alone on the 33-day Huangming Road, his heart was very weak. I'm only five hundred years old, and I'm really just a chick among the birds, and I haven't met the love calamity that Senior Brother Seven said, and I don't have a lot of excitement. Looking back on the past 500 years, there is only one Kunlun Mountain in my heart, and there is a master living on Kunlun Mountain, and I can't help but feel a little regretful.

Master is a well-known god in the world, the one who controls the soul, and the magic weapon is also good, and the person is also kind. In the great war that opened the world and leveled the Quartet, he also had a few credits. The historian who wrote the biography also often came to ask him about the plot of several ancient wars. Later, I read a lot of books, and I realized that the master in some books actually has two heads and four arms, a wide mouth and fangs, and a good fighting image, and the illustrated book is a bit like Tianwu. Looking at the most top casters around him, the master only showed some chest muscles, and he was really a white-skinned and beautiful god of war. I wiped my nosebleed and sighed that the mortals who wrote the notebook really did everything.

My master has thirteen disciples, and I am the thirteenth.

I thought back then, if it weren't for the decline of the Phoenix Clan, there would be only one single seedling left in thirteen days, and Master would definitely not accept me. He often looked at me for a while, and sighed as he watched: "The tutor of your Phoenix clan is also very strict, and the immortals you teach are also very polite. Looking at you, I'm a little sorry, if I can still meet a trace of wandering soul after I feather, I don't know how to answer him...... "It's the peerless predecessor I said earlier, it is said that she danced for nine days, and she is very beautiful." But she has also been feathered for nearly 100,000 years.

So I thought about it and felt very lucky, although I had no clansmen, no relatives, and no peerless predecessors who taught me etiquette, but fortunately, I had a master.

Master treats his disciples very well, and he naturally treats me very well. According to the elder brother who returned to Kunlun Mountain once in 800 years, the master is a rare good master in the wilderness and eight wildernesses, willing to take in orphans, willing to teach disciples, and there is no limit to men and women. When I couldn't sleep at night, I always felt that I had used all the luck of the Phoenix clan to become an apprentice to my master, or that the annihilation of the entire Phoenix clan gave me this opportunity.

But even though Master treated me very well, he couldn't accompany me to endure the heavenly thunder karmic fire. Phoenix Nirvana, not so much rebirth, is more of a way to select the strongest of the race and cultivate them. In order to prevent cheating or the punishment of the heavens for the Phoenix Clan's intention to steal the sky, the Phoenix Ming Dao is extremely dangerous. If it is the Phoenix Clan, if you stand inside for three hours, you will be scorched by the Heavenly Thunder Karmic Fire; If not, then ten thousand people will be burned. Even if you are an ancient immortal with profound mana, you will not be able to escape the fire of Huangming's karma. When I was standing on the Huangming Road, Master touched my head through the barrier: "Don't be afraid, if you feel that you can't survive, blow this bone whistle in your hand, and Master will immediately go to save you." "That hand is very warm, and Master's eyes are extremely kind. At that time, Jiuzhuo, who said that he was going to come to see my joke, was not there, and the master did not bring the second senior brother, so the master was the only one in sight at that time.

I said yes in a trembling voice, and then I stopped talking, just staring at the gloomy sky. I don't know how those ancestors survived this thunder karma fire at the beginning, the same five hundred years old, according to Jiuzhuo, the cultivation of those ancestors has been excellent, and there is a bit of a worldly implication in his words, so I am very worried.

It is very familiar, first three heavenly thunders, straight from the center of the top of the head, all the muscles and joints of the body are not truncated and healed. Then the karmic fire that was born from the soles of the feet, burning every inch of exposed skin.

Life is better than death.

At the beginning of the year, I shook after the three heavenly thunderbolts, and I could barely stand on one station. When the soles of my feet were on fire, I couldn't stand up anyway, so I rolled on the desolate weedy land. The karmic fire burned my hair, my coat, my skin, and every inch of dead grass around me. I barely opened my eyes, but I saw that the sky was full of blue-black flames, and there was no way to escape.

I couldn't help but turn back to my original body in pain, seeing that I was burned by the thunder fire of this day getting smaller and smaller, and the feathers that had finally grown were burned and curled up into black balls. Probably just dead, I thought when I was finally about to die.

The only straw I grabbed was Master, who would come and save me, and Master would not let me die. The bone whistle was held in the palm of my hand, and I couldn't resist blowing it until I finally didn't have the strength to put it to my mouth.

The last impression is that the master came on the true fire of the Three Realms, step by step lotus, step by step fire, and death step by step.

With such thoughts, I endured the heavenly thunder karmic fire in my dreams one after another, and I thought of Master in my heart. Master will always come to my rescue, whether it's the Huangming Dao or the Wufu Sea......

However, from beginning to end.

There was no one.

Master, he's dead.

Who is talking?!I opened my eyes blankly, and the empty Huangming Road, the squeaky of the dead grass.

Shen Ci died.

Who's talking?!

Shen Ci died.

......

Wake up suddenly.

The moment I opened my eyes, my palm-sized bird's heart twitched, and I was really startled.

A small face the size of a palm was very close, and two bright eyes were close to me.

It's obviously a description of white skin and beauty, and it will stick to the tip of my nose. I don't think something is right.

If I were in a dream, I wouldn't be able to see the master if I didn't see it, and I probably let go of my heart for seventy or eighty thousand years, but why did this little fairy with red lips and white teeth come out of nowhere. Looking closely, this little fairy looks a little familiar. If this is not a dream, there are nine burns here, and the little fairy shouldn't come in to disturb my dream......

I had to step back along the trunk of my shirt vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Who knew that the little fairy was about to get up, and snorted disdainfully: "Yangyang, you are very useless, even I don't know you anymore." ”

I was stunned, looked at the three-foot villain in front of me, and couldn't help jumping up and pinching his face: "Changge, you have cultivated a human form?!"

"Yes, it took eight thousand seven hundred and sixty-three years old to sit down and transform into this small earth immortal. He pouted.

"Why did you sit down all of a sudden, and why are you so small?" I wondered.

Compared with the Phoenix Clan's previous tribulations, which are earth-shattering at every turn, his sitting movement is also a little smaller, and even I, the god who sleeps on his original body, doesn't feel anything. But the face is still the same face, the voice is also the same voice, the arrogant tone of no one can stand out, yes, this is the little earth fairy from the green tung tree where I make a nest, I just can't understand why he is so small, only a little more than three feet, but like a delicate and clear doll.

"It's not that you're useless, huh...... I can't even make my own nest tree, and I don't know what happened yesterday, suddenly an indescribable qi came from the dantian and rushed to the zenith...... After rushing for a few hours, he became an earth immortal in an instant. As for my size...... he looked down at his feet, and said with a rather sad and indignant voice, "It must be because when I sat down, you were sitting on my head and sleeping like this!"

I was startled by the indignant expression on his small, clenched fist, is this the tree I have been living in for more than 8,000 years?

...... How is this so...... Sprout!

I took his little hand and said softly and comfortingly: "Why, you know that I am very light." You don't care about the way you look now, you look good, you will definitely grow up in the future!"

He glanced at me, with disdain and grievance in his eyes: "Jiuzhuo Shangshen said, Xu I sat down too smoothly, I can only be so tall." He flattened his mouth as if he was about to cry, "Isn't there a girl who likes me at such a high level......?" How am I going to see her......" He had a look of despair on his little face.

I rubbed the corners of my forehead, daring to love him like the little flower fairy, no wonder he was depressed for a long time after I drove away the little flower fairy, co-author is I will be wrong to express the wrong feelings, co-author he has been so diligent in cultivation recently not because he wants to take care of me anything, but because of the little flower fairy, I licked the corners of my lips and said dryly: "My family song is naturally a rare sacred tree in the four wilderness and eight wildernesses, and it looks so handsome and extraordinary and outstanding, how can no one want to ?......"

Before I could finish speaking, I felt a look of distrust, so I had to say, "Don't you believe me, don't you believe my master? You were personally selected by my master......

"Yangyang, this Dongyu Mountain was indeed a feng shui treasure that Shen Ci picked for you to cultivate, but Changge was not. Jiuzhuo said slowly behind me, "You know, Shen Ci has been dead for 80,000 years, and Changge is not yet 9,000 years old today. ”

Changge's eager gaze looking at me couldn't help but dim, and I turned around holding Changge's little hand: "What the gods said, Wuyang never dared to forget, how the master died, Wuyang also remembers it clearly, but Changge is indeed the plane tree that the master personally picked, he was picked up by me in the sea of Wuyu, and he must also be a gift left to me by the master." When Master was still alive, I often told him that everything in Dongyu Mountain was good, but there was a lack of a plane tree suitable for making a nest, and Master promised me to find it for me, don't you see that I will find it?"

"You went to the Wufu Sea?" Jiuzhuo frowned, "It turns out that this is something left by Shen Ci, no wonder he can detect Shen Ci's aura in his Yuan Shen." ”

I was surprised: "My master's aura?"

"Yes, it must really be a good sycamore left to you by Shen Ci," he smiled, "If it weren't for the fact that he had inherited a little bit of Shen Ci's aura, he would have turned into nothingness in the sea of vain, and it was also because of this bit of qi that he could still sit and turn into such a child's appearance, Shen Ci's aura was too strong for him, even if there were only a few wisps, he couldn't bear it, and he would inevitably be affected." "Nine Zhuo Dao.

I listened to Jiuzhuo's slow and methodical words, and gradually clenched Changge's little hand. I'm not sure if the sycamore seeds I picked up in the battlefield of the Ancient War of the Wufu Sea were left for me by the master and his old man, I just wandered aimlessly in the empty battlefield ruins, and then I picked up Changge. When I went to look for Jia He with the small and ugly seed appearance of Changge, Jia He was not optimistic about this seed that had been forgotten in the Wufu Sea, a place like the evil qi of heaven and earth and the breath of demons for tens of thousands of years, he said: "You go and plant it, in case it doesn't live, you can take it back and I will carve a flower with you and hang it around my neck as a thought." "But my long song was really planted by me, and he was really left to me by the master.

Even if it's the last gift.

This confirmation is thanks to Jiuzhuo, "Thank you." I muttered.

Jiuzhuo raised his eyes and looked at me: "His sitting has nothing to do with me, you can also enter his Yuan Shen to investigate his past life and present life, I didn't do anything, you can keep this thank you." ”

I don't know why Jiuzhuo's tone is so strange today, but there is a little kind look, thinking that he and my master were a pair of rare year-old fairy friends, I am afraid that I have to take care of my junior, I looked at his back as he walked away quite a little vicissitudes.

......

I was silent.

Eh......

Wait, I jumped down from the tree and watched him walk towards the edge of the barrier I had laid down......

Isn't he leaving?

Fu Wushuang to ahaha, I held Changge in one hand, and waved goodbye to Jiuzhuo with some excitement.

"Yangyang, an acquaintance is here, I don't know if you want to see it?" Jiu Zhuo suddenly turned around and said.

Far away, I saw his meaningful gaze.