Thirty-three days, outside the Nuwa Palace, the fragrance is curling, and the clouds are boundless. The entrance of the main hall is full of flowers, and some of the three or two boys are playing with the flowers, but some are sleepy, and all mortals in the fairy realm are envious.

"Bixia, come in and listen to me. ”

The silence of the sky was broken by this sentence. I saw that the boy who was playing with flowers put down the affairs in his hand and walked straight into the Nuwa Palace.

This boy is the Bixia boy under Nuwa's seat. Entering the main hall, Bixia made a gesture to Nuwa, "What do you command?"

I saw Nuwa sitting in the main hall, her eyes slightly closed, and her eyebrows revealing a bit of luxury. Hearing the boy come in, she slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were lovely, and if the laymen saw them, they would definitely be fascinated by Nuwa's beauty. No wonder Yin Xun, who could have done a great job, would write such a poem:

"Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, and it is full of lacquered and golden. The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the neon clothes. The pear blossom is delicate with the rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming. But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle. “

"Go and bring me my soul gourd. Bixia didn't dare to ask Nuwa Niangniang what she was going to do, so she went to the alchemy room to get the soul gourd without a moment's thought. This soul-renewing gourd was used by Nuwa when she created people during the ancient flood period, because Nuwa Niangniang did not want to see the death of living beings, so she used the life-sustaining gourd to attract the souls of the dead into it and reshape them. But later, after Nuwa was assigned by Hongjun that "life and death are all determined by days", she no longer used the life-sustaining gourd to regenerate people.

After waiting for a while, Na Bixia took the gourd on it, and Nuwa Niangniang looked at the gourd and said secretly: "Hu Xian'er, this seat has made you evil in the ninth world, and you have been spurned by the world, I am really a saint in vain." ”

After thinking about it, he recited a mantra in his mouth, only to see a red light coming out of the mouth of the gourd, and then there was a graceful and beautiful beauty in the hall - Hu Xian'er.

"Hu Xian'er has seen Niangniang," Hu Xian'er nodded slightly, "I don't know why Niangniang called the little demon out this time?"

Nuwa Niangniang waved her hand at Bixia and motioned for Bixia to retreat, and Bixia walked out of the hall. "You have been evil in the ninth life of the world, but you are not out of your intention, but to prevent disasters for the people of my palace. In the future, you don't have to prevent disasters for the people of our palace, you go to the lower realm, rebuild your merits, and achieve Taoism. Niangniang said.

Hu Xian'er has lived in this Nuwa Palace for thousands of years, and this Nuwa Palace has long become her home, how could she give it up. Hu Xian'er's heart at the moment is like turning over the river and the sea, and countless questions appear in her heart. "Could it be that I did something wrong? Could it be that an immortal saint came to me for revenge?", Hu Xian'er couldn't help crying. After Nuwa Niangniang saw it, she also knew that ** is not far from ten, so she shouted: "You don't want to go to the lower realm, do you want me to be a wicked person and beat you to the lower realm?!" Hearing this, Hu Xian'er knew that Niangniang's mind had been decided, so she didn't say more, and walked out of Nuwa Palace and prepared to fly towards Luoxiantai for thirty-three days.

Seeing Hu Xian'er flying towards Luoxiantai, he sang: "There are many evils in the world here, and it may be difficult to do it because of cause and effect." In the killing luck, he supported the Taoist system, and saw the Qingping certificate Hongmeng. Then Nuwa settled down and didn't mention it.

Hu Xian'er came to the world from the lower realm of Luoxiantai, let's not mention this matter for the time being, let's talk about things in the world.

The changes in the world are very big, and the monks in the city dare not easily fly in the sky, if they encounter an airplane, it will be a big trouble, and the next day it will be in the headlines. Therefore, the current cultivators just don't go out of the house all day long, and practice the basic exercises of spitting and refining qi at home, for fear of practicing other exercises or some ** techniques to make a movement, and they are not at all like the immortals in the heavens.

Du Yu was born in the countryside, and he is only about 14 or 5 years old this year, and his family is a traditional rural family, with men farming at home and women doing manual work at home.

Du Yu wants to go to school, but the family's money is not enough for his tuition for more than ten years, just like Du Yu's father said: "Anyway, our family's money can't support you to finish school, so it's better for you to farm at home and save money for your son to go to school." Du Yu was obedient and didn't say anything. But the wolf is good at surprise attacks, because before it attacks, it will show weakness to the target and stay away from the target, so that the target can relax its vigilance, and finally suddenly strike a fatal blow; some people are like this, they are all wolves, although some people bully them and mock them, but when they find the flaws of those people, they will give a fatal blow, and Du Yu is just this kind of person. No one would have thought that the once honest Du Yu would suddenly change his temperament, and even become a murderous demon for a while, this is all a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

This winter, Du Yu went to the town to catch the market, and the roadside stall owners greeted him, apparently he had already rushed several times. After buying the things to be bought, I took a break on the side of the road, and not long after, a shout came from not far away: "Yo! Isn't this Du Yu?" Du Yu looked up and saw that it was Du Yongzhi, a fellow villager of the same village. Hurriedly replied: "Eh, Yongzhi, are you also coming to the market?" Du Yongzhi nodded, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Du Yu, Du Yu did not refuse, took it and lit it.

After a few words of greeting each other, Du Yongzhi popped out a sentence: "I remember when you were a child, you said that you wanted to go to school, why do you still want to do it now?" Du Yu was stunned for a moment, then spit out a puff of smoke, and said with a thoughtful look like an adult: "I used to think so, but after all, we are rural people, and we rural people have to farm." ”

As soon as Du Yongzhi heard this, he laughed, "Okay, what age is it now, do you understand the combination of urban and rural areas? Don't pretend to me there, I don't know you yet? Hurry up, do you still want to?" "Yes!" "Okay! But whether it can be done depends on whether people can take a fancy to you." ”

Du Yu finally couldn't hold it anymore, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and asked, "Where is it?" Du Yongzhi stretched out his hand and muttered in his mouth, "This place is too complicated, where is it?" Du Yu saw that although he was helpless, he also took out a pack of cigarettes in his pocket and handed it to Du Yongzhi. "Oh! remember! Du Yongzhi said while pointing, with a lewd smile in his mouth. Du Yu doesn't care, after all, I've known each other for so many years.

When I came to the place that Du Yongzhi said, it was a courtyard-style courtyard with birds singing and flowers, which made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Walking to the door of the lobby, Du Yu found that the door was locked, Du Yu was disappointed and was about to leave, when an old voice came from the lobby: "It's Du Yu, come in." As soon as he finished speaking, the lock fell off on his own.

Du Yu was startled at first, but because he was rendered by superstitious colors since he was a child, he slowly became excited, thinking that he had met a fairy.

Entering the main hall, a strong atmosphere of righteousness came to the face, and there was a white-haired old man in the hall, dressed in a Taoist robe, obviously a Taoist priest, but he had a different temperament from ordinary Taoist priests.

"Du Yu, you are finally here, I am a pure yang immortal. ”