Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

The nights in the countryside are always more noisy, with cicadas chirping and frogs chirping. At night, Gongyilin lives in a thatched hut vacated by flying dust. He wears an undershirt and walks around without hesitation.Strange beasts and humans have different living habits, and Huolongju found a comfortable place in the deep forest far away.

After walking around the house three times, Gong Yilin said to himself, "Since we're out, it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

After a moment, no voice responded to him.

Walking to the window, Gong Yilin looked at the little bird sitting on the window with great interest, "You didn't make a sound to stop me."

The Huolong horse has half the blood of a dragon and can speak people's words, not to mention this Kunpeng who has cultivated for hundreds of years.

"Recall that you haven't spoken since the first time we met. Although the beast is proud, it prefers to scold the human beings who surpassed it. It's fine if you don't speak up. Now I see that I deliberately delay the time, but I don't complain."

The little bird turned around and pointed its tail at him, looking too lazy to answer.

After maintaining the same posture for a while, suddenly felt the temperature of the tail rise a bit, it turned around, just in time to see a fiery gaze staring at the tip of its tail.Immediately sullen, a ball of flames spit out at the perverted person without hesitation.

Gongyilin didn't hide either, and let the flames burn his upper body. He was wearing this magic weapon, except for the flames of the phoenix, it would be difficult for ordinary flames to burn him no matter how strong it was.

Sure enough, when the flame touched the surface of his clothes, it snarled, and it sizzled twice in the air unwillingly, before disappearing.

It can be seen from this that a high-end self-defense magic weapon is so important, and Gong Yilin has a little more determination to get Kunpeng's tail in his eyes.

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Most of Bixian's work was at night. After waiting for a while, no one was calling, so he simply called off work early. Gong Yilin moved a deck chair and went out. The little bird glanced at him, but did not follow.

Outside the field ridge, a person had already occupied the best location, so he had no choice but to take a step back and put the recliner side by side with Feichen. Both of them lay on the comfortable chairs, shaking them up and down from time to time. How could they be so careless? There is also the appearance of a practitioner.

With the bright moon hanging high and the night wind blowing gently, Bian Feichen, who had been closing his eyes all this time, suddenly opened his eyes, "Senior is really bold."

Gongyilin's cultivation base is much older than him, so it's not wrong to call him senior. During the day, he thought he was going to arrest him, so Bian Feichen didn't use the honorific title.

Besides, isn’t the other party’s actions audacious? How can ordinary people have the guts to tell a cultivator who is likely to ascend to the sky that you will fail in crossing the tribulation, and those who are light will be chased and killed by this cultivator. I won't let you go either.

"It is you who are bold enough to bear the expectations of a sect."

Hearing this, Bian Feichen was startled for a moment, then laughed wildly, "I just have some things to deal with."

"Is it more important than becoming a fairy?"

Bian Feichen asked instead, "Life is full of hardships, birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, love and parting, you can't ask for it. Senior has experienced more things than Feichen. Can you tell me what to do if you can't ask for it?"

Gong Yilin thought for a while, and then said seriously: "Fuck him, leave, and look for the next spring."

Bian Feichen shook his head, "I can't, if I fall in love with someone with all my heart and soul, I need him to live for me, die for me, and have my heart broken for me."

When he spoke, there was a ruthless taste between the lines, but his body sank deeply into the chair, just like the memory, which made him sink deeply.

"Senior, do you know the royal family of Canglan?"

Gongyilin nodded. Unlike other cultivators, he often travels in the world and knows a lot. "As far as I know, He'an Town is also under the jurisdiction of Canglan Kingdom."

"The third prince of Canglan Kingdom is my adoptive father."

Gongyilin was silent for a while, "The third prince of Canglan Kingdom, Bai Mo?"

Bian Feichen was a little surprised, "Senior knows him?"

Gong Yilin's gaze was a bit treacherous, "If he was your adoptive father, you would be considered a member of the royal family. The Tian family is most keen on chasing fame and fortune. Why did you embark on the road of cultivating immortals?"

Bian Feichen did not answer directly, but pointed to the stars in the sky as a guide, "Just like these stars, some are regarded as auspicious stars, while others are demon stars, this is fortune telling."

"I was born in He'an Town. When I was born, a vision came from the sky. My mother died of dystocia. My father regarded me as unknown and abandoned me in the mountains. It was my adoptive father who picked me up and took me back. He carefully cultivated and taught me I read to be a man."

"That being the case, your relationship should be considered deep."

Bian Feichen nodded, "In the Canglan Kingdom, you may not know who the emperor is, but it is absolutely impossible that you have not heard of Bai Mo. In the past, the foster father led the army to quell the barbarian tribes that made trouble on the border. At that time, the power was changing After returning to the city, the father-in-law took the lead and launched a coup with almost iron and blood methods to support the young emperor. In this struggle, the father-in-law won a complete victory, but the whereabouts of his wife and the newborn child were indeed missing. The adoptive father searched for clues all the way to He'an town day and night, but unfortunately he did not find his wife and children, but found me abandoned in the deep forest. .

Gong Yilin joked, "In this case, you got a big deal."

Bian Feichen also smiled and said: "Who says it's not, my adoptive mother, who has never met, has always had a grudge against the adoptive father. She loves the adoptive father, but the adoptive father only married her for political reasons. But the adoptive father has no respect for the child But he really cared, wishing to bring the best in the world to him, otherwise his wife wouldn't secretly take the child away for revenge." Speaking of this, Bian Feichen slightly sighed: "I The relationship with my adoptive father has always been very good, and this kind of friendship lasted until I was 16 years old, and the missing parents and sons of my adoptive father were found."

Having said that, he didn't continue, but closed his eyes again and fell into meditation.

Gongyilin suddenly said, "In the past, the owner of Shenmeng Valley spent a lot of money to buy a Tianchen pill. The Tianchen pill didn't help the practitioners, but it could restore the meridians."

Bian Feichen was silent for a long time, and said: "My meridians were cut off due to an accident, and the Tianchen Pill is indeed what Master asked for me."

"But it has something to do with your adoptive father?"

Bian Feichen didn't open his eyes, just smiled, noncommittal.

Silent all night.

The next day, Gong Yilin got up from the reclining chair, "Fortunately, he is close to his body, otherwise he would sleep like this for a night, and his waist would definitely not be able to bear it."

There was no one around, looking up, fresh cabbage was thrown into the storage bag, hundreds of them were thrown in a row, Bian Feichen just stopped, wiped the dirt on his hands and said: "I have to go out for two days. God, promote my cabbage."

"Cabbage still needs publicity?"

"Of course." Bian Feichen turned around to look at him, and said with a firm face, "I will definitely make my cabbage popular with countless people, and my reputation will be heard all over the country."

Gongyilin: "Good ambition."

Bian Feichen nodded in satisfaction, summoned the flying sword, and walked with the sword like a shooting star across the sky.

The Fire Dragon Colt ran out from the deep forest in the distance, "Why did you let him run away?"

"It's just going out for two days. If you don't feel at ease, we can follow."

Just at this time, the little bird flew out of the house, revealing its original shape.

Gong Yilin rode on the fire dragon horse, "Let's go."

Huo Longju, "Don't you think where he will go?"

"At this time, I really believe in my ability." Gongyi Lin smoothed his fiery red mane, "Don't worry, go to Yecheng."

"The name sounds familiar."

Gongyilin smiled, "Of course, that's the imperial capital of Canglan Kingdom."

Traveling in the gust of wind, the terrain is flat and open for thousands of miles, and all the scenery can be seen at a glance. The fire dragon horse feels heroic in his heart, and has the momentum to break through the sky, spreading his wings and flying to a height of ten thousand feet.The higher you go, the denser the dark clouds are, piled up in layers, as if there is always a storm.

"In this situation, I want people to sing a song." Gong Yilin was also shocked by the magnificent cloud scene, took a deep breath, stretched his arms and sang softly: "I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day on a whim I rode it to..."

Before he finished singing the word 'Go', Huolongju shook his body angrily, and Gongyilin maintained the posture of spreading his wings like a butterfly with broken wings falling down.

The Fire Dragon Colt screamed badly, but unfortunately there were too many dark clouds, and it couldn't see where Gongyilin fell from. At the critical moment, the huge wings scattered the dark clouds, and Kunpeng flapped one wing vigorously. Gongyilin sent it back to the Huolongju, but the latter didn't do what it wanted. Instead, it used its strength, tapped its toes, and reflexively chose the Kunpeng closest to itself as a life-saving straw.

The fire dragon horse who came over was so surprised that he almost forgot to fly.

What does it see?

A tiny human being is sitting on Kunpeng, to be precise, riding on Kunpeng's neck!

The ignorant Sanxian turned his head and said to Huolongju with a stiff smile: "At this time, don't bow your head."

Raising his noble head and struggling to the death is what he should do.