Lu Bei and Luo Shen came out of Luoshui, and the two of them set up a cloud of three-colored auspicious clouds and walked slowly.

It is the early spring season, the spring is melting, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the flowers are blooming.

While the two of them were walking, they were chatting casually, and unconsciously arrived at the land of Bashu in the southern Ganbu Continent.

Luo Shen suddenly paused, a pair of wonderful eyes fixed on the winding and undulating Li River, his expression gradually distant and quiet, and asked softly: "Senior brother, do you remember there?"

Lu Bei looked over, his face was stunned for a moment, he smiled, and said, "How can you not remember? Senior Sister saved my life there at that time!"

As he spoke, he gently hugged Roselle's shaved shoulders.

Luo Shen's green silk like a waterfall mantis head was slightly deflected, the shining star eyes flashed, and he whispered in his heart: "Lu Bei, if you are not so affectionate, how good it should be......"

Lu Bei gently stroked a strand of sideburns in front of Luo Shen's forehead, looked at the western sky, looked at the gloomy northern area, and said worriedly, "Senior sister, the dark tide is surging in the Three Realms, and I don't know when it will be peaceful." ”

It is also ironic to say that at this moment, there is some nostalgia in his heart for the time when he was a mortal, the heavenly court is high in the thirty-three heavens, and the three realms are ruled vertically, and the heaven and earth are "peaceful and peaceful......

Looking back at the path of seeking the past, my heart is stunned, and my state of mind is no longer the original.

Luo Shen said: "Senior brother, junior brother...... What's wrong?"

Seeing Lu Bei's distraction, Luo Shen's eyes were as cold as frost, Yingying turned and looked at Lu Bei with concern.

Lu Bei smiled, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Luo Shen's cheek, his fingers were full of delicate warmth, making his slightly irritable thoughts, slightly certain.

He was originally an ordinary person in the later generations, and compared to mortals in this realm, he never had the slightest awe for the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

The pursuit of the road is only because of the road itself.

Now that the world is changing, guarding the teacher's relatives and friends, and his wife's red face, these may be the meaning of his existence.

With this in mind, there is no longer confusion.

He was about to leave with Roselle, when his eyes suddenly stopped in the mountains and forests below.

The mountains are lush and gentle, and a long stone path leads through a verdant bamboo forest.

A man wearing a hat and a dark complexion walked through the bamboo forest with a vigorous body.

The tall man was walking with great strides and humming a little song in his mouth, and he carried a basket woven of bamboo strips around his waist, which squirmed incessantly.

At this time, a melodious sound of the shepherd's flute wafted from among the leaves.

"Moo......"

After the rock, turn a green ox, the cow rode a weeping shepherd boy, the shepherd boy has a delicate face, red lips and white teeth, at this moment gently put down the shepherd flute on the side of his mouth, and looked at the man opposite.

The man's face was stunned for a moment, and he smiled, but he didn't take it to heart.

"Whoosh..."

At this moment, there was a white line crawling over the grass, leaving a little blood stain where it passed.

"Snake?" said the man, not surprised, "or a white snake?"

The snake gall of the white snake soaks in wine, the most open-eyed and nourishing spirit, this man is usually catching snakes for a living, how not happy to see this.

Hurriedly took out tools to catch snakes.

Not long after, a white snake of a foot was clamped between two iron tongs, and its deep eyes were full of pain, and it spat out red letters at the man.

The man didn't care, and said with a smile: "This beast looks good!"

A crisp voice sounded, "Uncle Zhang, can you spare this snake?"

But it was the shepherd boy who opened his mouth to plead, and his delicate little face was full of unbearable color.

High in the sky, Lu Bei looked at this scene from afar, his eyes finally stopped on the shepherd boy, his black and white eyes were as faint as a whirlpool, and after a long time, he muttered: "Ziwei?"

"Senior brother, what?"

Luo Shen asked in a clear voice, and then looked at the two of them in the distance.

"Purple gas?"

After all, Luo Shen is Da Luo Jin Xian, and his eyesight is also very comparable, and at a glance, he naturally saw some clues.

Lu Bei's eyes were deep, and there was suspicion in his heart, and he asked softly: "Senior sister, Emperor Ziwei can survive in death, do you think that Western saint will also have a glimmer of life?"

"Eh?" Luo Shenxiu frowned, her eyes were blank, and she didn't seem to understand what Lu Bei meant.

Lu Bei smiled slightly, didn't ask any more, and said softly: "It's nothing, let's go back." ”

Emperor Ziwei fell for the desolate world, and he should not be destroyed by his own gods, and he has the power to intercept the sect to take care of him.

And not long after Lu Bei left, six thousand miles away on Lishan Mountain, there was a Dao Palace overflowing with purple and gold light.

On the cloud bed, the old mother of Lishan, who was meditating, slowly opened her eyes, seemed to sense something, sighed softly, a blue light flashed, and her breath suddenly disappeared.

Outside the palace, a pitch-black cow tied to the stump slowly raised its head, and a pair of eyes the size of copper bells were full of doubts, "Senior sister, where is she going?"

I wanted to follow along, but I earned the reins, and the ordinary stake was a misty light gushing up, and it didn't move at all.

"Alas, my old cow has long had no heart to find the Taiwei Emperor, what are you doing with me?!"

Kui Niu shook his huge head and said indignantly.

Set back time a bit.

Luoshui.

Inside the side hall.

The girl in the purple skirt was meditating and cultivating, and suddenly felt something in her heart, and said with a happy face, "Father is here." ”

As he spoke, he performed his escape method and quietly walked out of the dormitory.

Not far from Luoshui, is the bustling and noisy Luoyang City.

At this time, about twenty years had passed since the Journey to the West, and Nanbu Continent was still under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

Luoyang City is full of flowers, people come and go, the girl in the purple skirt pinched the magic of concealing the breath, passed through the city gate hole, and came to a deserted house in the east of the city.

This deserted house is a famous ghost house in Luoyang City, with artemisia grass in the courtyard reaching the knees, and cobwebs crawling on the beams, window lattices, and lintels.

As usual, the girl walked under a jujube tree, and the white light flashed, and the person was gone.

Passing through the long white spiritual light corridor, the girl in the purple dress stood in an empty palace.

"Poof, poof......"

The palace lamps on the copper pillars were lit up one after another, and the solemn and cold palace was suddenly illuminated.

On one of the chairs at the top, an illusory figure of a young man appeared.

The young man has a clear face and a long body, which is "Dong Yong".

However, unlike the previous few times I saw the girl in the purple skirt, the "Dong Yong" appearance of the Eternal Immortal Venerable was only an illusion.

Of course, with the eyes of the girl in the purple dress, it is difficult to see the difference.

"Father!"

The girl in the purple dress looked excited, and she was about to salute, but was stopped by the Eternal Immortal Venerable's raised hand.

"Baby, this place will be completely abandoned in the future, this is the last time we will meet. ”

Eternal Immortal Venerable looked at Dong Nan with a soft gaze, the heir he had conceived with the natives of the Flood Desolation Realm. 、

This is his masterpiece, and only such a strange true spirit is qualified to carry his plan.

And Dong Nan, the girl in the purple dress who heard the words of the Eternal Immortal Venerable, turned pale, her eyes were slightly red, and she wanted to cry: "Father, don't you want to be a girl?"

"No, it's not, listen to me. Eternal Immortal Venerable shook his head.

In the past, in the mouth of this saint of another world, he portrayed himself as a mortal persecuted by the heavenly court, and fell in love with the fairy.

"Dong Yong" said: "Nannan, for your father is looking for other ways to save your mother, you also have to practice hard, don't trust anyone, especially Emperor Taiwei and the God of Luoshui, they are all using you!"

A trace of doubt flashed on the face of Dong Nan, a girl in a purple skirt, "But Master has always treated me... Very good. ”

"And the uncle-in-law......" The girl in the purple dress lowered her head, but did not say the last word.

She knew that her father had always disliked her uncle... Emperor Taiwei.

"Dong Yong" was extremely unhappy in his tone, and interrupted: "My father has known him a long time ago, if he sincerely helped you and used his cultivation as a magical power, how could he have watched your mother being taken away by Yang Jian back then? As for Luo Shen, this woman has a lot to do with Emperor Taiwei, and she is a raccoon dog!"

Dong Nanbei bit his lip, his eyes were blank, and he asked instead, "Father, when can I save my mother?"

"The time has not yet come, when you become a true immortal, I will come to find you again for my father!"

After the Eternal Immortal Venerable finished speaking, his figure disappeared.