The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

Ji Mo has already informed Chang Hui of the success of the peace talks with Mo Yuxian Pavilion, and what to do afterwards depends on how Feng Chao arranges it. However, he is still very puzzled by the appearance of Feng Xian.

According to Ye Mingjun, since there are too many small worlds opened up by the immortal gods, for the convenience of management, a heavenly court will be set up in every ten worlds, and the newly ascended immortals will stay here for a hundred to a thousand years to survive the catastrophe again. You can voluntarily go to the main heaven where Lord Ye Ming is.

Mentioning this matter, the immortal's expression was still a little gloomy, and he only wondered: "Actually, it doesn't matter where you practice. The main heaven is just a little longer in history. In terms of architectural functions, the newly built heaven is much more advanced. I don't understand. Why are they rushing to see our antiques?"

Ji Mo can understand such a state of mind. After all, not everyone can treat everything equally like Ye Mingjun, so he replied flatly at this time: "Perhaps they think that the more difficult a place is, the more benefits it will have."

While the two were talking, as if they were touched by these words, a sigh came from outside the window, "Yes, if people learn to be content, I'm afraid it will be much better."

Ji Mo was no stranger to this voice, it was the farmer whose alias was Chonger.Opening the window, he saw that the man was riding a yellow ox and looking at them. This image has nothing to do with the handsome Fengxian in the rumors.

Although Ji Mo didn't understand why this person came here on his own initiative, his voice was extremely calm, "Your Excellency chose to listen to the corner at such a late night, it's very interesting."

Seeing the image of Fengxian, Lord Ye Ming came to his senses, and immediately guessed: "You really are from the Shennongding family, right? I remember that your piece of land in the whole heaven is so idyllic."

When he said this, Ji Mo realized that Fengxian's style of painting was exactly the same as that of a certain Uncle Li, and he was wondering in his heart if something happened to Shennongding, but the farmer was caressing the horns of the scalper. In the past, they usually pretended to be crazy and foolish, and only said plainly to Ji Mo: "Young man, can we have a few words alone?"

Looking for him?What is this number?Could it be that Shennongding finally thought of the consequences of Qi Mingzhu's elopement and is ready to beat the mandarin ducks?

The question is, don't you guys with the painting style of country uncles feel a little bit of atmosphere when doing this kind of thing?

Although he was slandering in his heart, Ji Mo also wanted to find out the truth of the other party. Since Feng Xian came to the door on his own initiative, he pointed to the hall, "Please."

Ji Mo knew his influence on Ye Mingjun, so it was impossible to take risks alone. He met Fengxian alone in the hall, and both Huiyue and Ye Mingjun could support him at any time. After making sure that there were no accidents, he asked the farmer who came: "I don't know. What does Senior Feng want to say to me?"

Fengxian didn't show his vigilance to him, and his face, which had deliberately shown a very simple and honest face, now calmed down, could see a bit of the carefree attitude it once had.Seeing him looking for a stool to sit down on his own, he calmly said: "Aren't you curious about who I am? Since you are the one chosen by Qi Mingzhu, I should fulfill your wish."

Investigating a person, it turned out that the other party came to deliver information on his own initiative. Ji Mo didn't think such a good thing would happen in the world, but just when he was wondering, Fang Fengxian had already opened his mouth.

That is a story that is no longer known to the public. Before Tiandige blocked it, there were many romantic figures in this world, and the two immortals of Fengyue were two of them.

Of course, this was all thousands of years ago. At that time, there were no heaven and man in the world, and the three major sects did not appear today.

Before the war, Da Chong was the most naughty child king in the village, he went down the river to catch fish, climbed trees, and stole jujube.

And she, a young lady from a wealthy family, has never left the door since she was a child, and even when she went out, she always followed the maid nurse behind her to keep these dirty children far away.

At that time, he climbed on the tallest tree in the village, peeked at the most exquisite little girl over the high wall, and thought, what kind of voice does such a doll make?

So when the enemy troops entered this small village and killed all the villagers they encountered like chickens and dogs, he mustered up the courage of his life to bring out the frightened girl.

Taking advantage of the enemy's search for money from the wealthy households, the two ten-year-old children fled all the way.That was the furthest road the boy named Big Chong had ever run, and the softest hand he had ever held. He had never been out of the village, and he didn't know where he was going. The girl said something, "I don't know your name yet."

"Yue... Yue'er."

The girl was already terrified by the bloody scene she saw, and she was trembling with fear when she answered, just like a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched, but her voice was just as he had imagined, very clear and crisp, just like the one born in spring Good oriole.

He held the girl's hand tightly and said to her, "Don't be afraid, Brother Big Chong will protect you, no kid in the village can beat me."

In the troubled times, the two orphans had nowhere to live. If they were lucky, they would be given one or two steamed buns. If they were unlucky, they could only search for wild vegetables and fruits in the mountains. When they were very hungry, they could even eat the bark of trees.

At that time, the boy and the girl huddled in the corner to keep warm. He looked at her face that was getting thinner due to the ups and downs, and thought to himself, if this continues, he will not be able to survive the winter. He has to find her a cotton coat before the winter.

So he sneaked into the rich family's house in the city. He wanted to steal the servant's clothes and leave, but he was found hanging up and beaten to pieces.

Perhaps there is no such thing as a perfect way, or maybe he is really destined. At that time, the bodies of dead refugees would be found in the city every day. One or two dead people are nothing at all. However, on this day, a Taoist priest was here When I was a guest of a family, I suddenly found that the child had good muscles and bones, and seemed to have an excellent talent for cultivation, so I rescued him.

Although the Taoist sect is small, it is enough to protect a mortal's life without any worries. However, in the face of this good luck, the boy just tugged on his robe, although the pain was so painful that he almost lost his mind, the only thing he uttered was one sentence , "I want Yue'er, where is she, where am I..."

In this way, the boy and the girl were brought into the fairy mountain in the eyes of ordinary people. The Taoist despised the name Da Chong as too vulgar, so he gave him the name Feng Hanqing, and the girl was also named Yue Wuyou by his master.

In this way, the future Fengyue Erxian embarked on the road of cultivating immortals ignorantly.

At that time, Feng Hanqing didn't know what Feisheng was, he only knew that his porcelain doll could finally eat and wear.In order for her to laugh in the garden like in the past, he must become the best disciple in the sect and get his own yard.

This child from the countryside has unparalleled aptitude in the world, and he has endured far more hardships than ordinary people after the war. It took only ten years to stand out among the monks.

No one in the world remembers the child king who farmed and herded cattle in the countryside. The monks talked about only the young genius Feng Hanqing who got married at the age of 20 and his junior sister who was inseparable from him; 20 years later, they became everyone again. The Venerable Fengyue in his eyes; in another 50 years, he will be the strongest monk in the world, the Erxian Fengyue.

Feng Hanqing, who has been working hard all her life to practice, is actually not good at matters of love and moon. Even when she invited her junior sister to form a Taoist couple, she just stammered and asked, "Can I hold you by my side forever?"

"it is good."

At that time, Feng Hanqing was already a well-known powerful monk in the world, and he had seen countless beauties. Although Yue Wuyou was born delicately, she was only a middle-class figure, but in his eyes, she was still the one who attracted him to climb trees every day. The most beautiful little girl in the village overlooked from a distance, just shyly responding with a single word can make his heart elated.

Feng Hanqing has been a beggar and a refugee all her life, and has become the number one in the world and enjoyed the respect of the world, but no matter when, it is like holding Yue Wuyou's hand tightly like the day she escaped from the village.He made everyone in the world remember that where there is wind, there must be moon, and the two immortals will never be separated.

But he never found out that although Yue Wuyou's cultivation has been improving with him with the help of his constant search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, when he reached the Mahayana stage, he was already exhausted, and when he crossed the catastrophe, it was even worse. No matter how difficult it is for him to seek various advanced methods.

From the day they entered the teacher's school, the sect concluded that Yue Wuyou had no cultivation qualifications, and that it was Feng Hanqing who refused to accept his fate and tried every means to make her walk with him.

He is indeed a genius that is rarely seen in thousands of years, but there is no shortcut to ascension, no matter how talented he is, he can beat humans, but he can't beat the sky.

Yue Wuyou's cultivation was stagnant, but Feng Hanqing was steadily improving in the process of finding the advanced method, and soon it was the eve of crossing the catastrophe.

That day, Yue Wuyou, who had been obediently following behind him and let him lead her, stopped in her tracks. She looked at this man who had been with him since she was a child, and made a request to him for the first time.

"Brother, since I was a child, my path has been determined by you. I will do whatever you ask me to do. I know that you treat me well, but at least let me walk this path of ascension by myself."

Only then did Feng Hanqing realize that from the beginning, she had never asked Yue Wuyou what she wanted.He gave her everything he thought was the best, and the naturally gentle woman responded happily, as if she liked everything he gave her.Even if the life he decided for her was not the family reunion she wanted, she would still take it as true happiness.

Until she said this, Feng Hanqing was thinking, since ascension is a monk's lifelong pursuit, then he will naturally let her step into the clouds and become a real fairy, this is his way.

What he didn't know was that Yue Wuyou always believed that he owed him something, so even if his practice was boring and boring for people without qualifications, he still followed her husband's wishes for a whole hundred years.

But she also really understands that she doesn't understand the way of heaven at all, and those things that can be comprehended by observing the clouds and clouds in the sky are extremely mysterious to her.

This is the case with practice, three points depend on talent, and seven points depend on hard work. However, even if there is only one point difference in talent, it is a world of difference.

The more Yue Wuyou improves her cultivation, the more clearly she feels the gap between the two. She knows that her relatives and friends in the division are talking about her being a drag on her husband. Without her, Feng Hanqing would have already been the first monk in the division to ascend to the ascension Without her, Feng Hanqing's life would not have encountered so many twists and turns.

It had been like this from the beginning, the boy gave her all the clean food he got, and she, except to make life harder for him, had no effect.

So, this time, she took the initiative to stop, and said goodbye to the person in front of her with a smile: "Senior brother, I will catch up with you soon, so please show me how you look like a fairy."

Feng Hanqing never refused her request, even if she was reluctant, she finally decided to fulfill her favorite woman's self-esteem as a monk and accepted the catastrophe.

As everyone expected, once she was gone, he survived the thunder tribulation smoothly and ascended to immortality.At that time, looking at the golden auspicious clouds symbolizing the success of ascension in the sky from afar, the disciples in the sect ran around happily telling each other, but she quietly shed a tear, wiped it away with her fingers, accepted the congratulations from others with a smile, and started After a long retreat.

What no one knew at the time was that the world after ascension was not as easy as mortals imagined. The immortals who ascended in the small world had to continue their practice in the branch of the heavenly court and go through thousands of tribulations before they could enter the main heavenly court.

Feng Hanqing thought, he must find a way to assist his wife to ascend to heaven. Even if he became an immortal, he never gave up his cultivation. After hundreds of years, he finally succeeded in ascension to the main heaven. The magic medicine, so he invites himself to become the fairy who protects the artifact.

Shennong Ding has a stubborn personality. He begged for many years, and the ancient artifact finally agreed to refine the elixir for him after investigating the self-destruction incident of the artifact.

Before Fengxian was happy for a few days, they followed the clues and came to this world. At the beginning, he was almost excited to return to the two people's former residence. He wanted to tell her that he finally defeated the sky, and he found her for her. The way to become a fairy, however, what finally appeared in front of him was just a lonely grave.

Their disciples who stayed in the world told him that since his ascension, she has lived in seclusion and practiced in closed doors all the time.

When he was there, she was the happiest monk in the world, even if she was not qualified enough, she could still rely on him to advance easily; but after he left, she became the hardest monk in the world.As long as the success rate of ascension can be improved, no matter how painful the method is, Yue Wuyou will try it, and she will not care about anything except cultivation, she wants to prove that Yuexian is not a burden to Fengxian, and wants to truly become a romantic partner walking side by side with him Erxian.

She used to be a flower-like woman, who seemed to be hurt by a slight touch, and could not stand half of the wind and frost, but now she escaped from death again and again in thunder disasters. She wanted to try to overcome the gap in aptitude with persistence and complete their agreement.However, in the end, he was still no match for the destiny and died in the thunder calamity.

"On that day, Master's wife was trying to cross the catastrophe for the tenth time. It was clear that the ninety-nine and 81 thunder tribulations had ended. Just when we were all happy and ready to celebrate, several thunderstorms suddenly fell. There was no such accident, the teacher was exhausted and could not defend at all, and after her heart was shattered, the treatment was ineffective and she finally died. Only later did we know that it was the arrival of heaven and man."

"Brother, I'm sorry. I only hate myself, why can't I be more competitive?"

Fengxian listened numbly to his disciple's recounting of the past, until hearing her last words before she died, tears fell silently. At this moment, he had no reason to think about what happened, he only knew one thing What happened - the woman he loved the most died, and when he died, he was not by her side.

"This is the monk's world. The existence of heaven and man is too enviable."

Thinking of all the efforts that people like myself have made to ascend to the ascension, and the countless life and death that they have experienced, and looking at the celestial beings who can easily reach the cultivation level of immortals by virtue of various supernatural powers, the fairy face that is no longer the same as before Finally revealed a bit of self-mockery and unwillingness.

What's the matter with extraordinary talent, so what about ascending to immortality, he and Shen Nong Ding found the culprit, but it ended in disastrous failure.

He was not reconciled, unwilling to admit defeat, even if it was the strongest ancient artifact that hurt her, he would destroy it.It is worth paying any price for this.

In order to match the preferences of Shennong Ding, Fengxian, who was once a generation of carefree princes, put down his long sword in white and returned to his childhood life of cattle herding. After learning that his wife was dead, he no longer wanted to modify his face. Looking at his rough hands, everything in the past was just a dream.In fact, there is no cultivation of immortals, nor these fantasy adventures. He is just a cowherd boy in the country, and that girl is still living in her yard, leading a happy life of her own.

However, he is very clear that this is the reality, there is no perfect flower and full moon, and no boundless wind and moon, there is only a lonely grave, in which the former two immortals of Fengyue are buried, and there is only an empty shell lingering for revenge standing outside.

"A deer told me to advise you, don't be too obsessed with self-esteem. There is only one chance for many important choices. Once you miss it, you will never be able to do it again."

In the end, Fengxian looked at Ji Mo who had fallen into silence because of these past events, and finally revealed his intentions. Ren Qingya was too important in their plan, and he would try his best to fulfill Bailu's request.

Ji Mo understood what Fengxian meant, and now he and Ye Mingjun were the former Fengyue Immortals.It is difficult for a celestial being like Ren Qingya who voluntarily transfers his cultivation base to have a second one. The chaos between celestial beings will eventually end, and perhaps this is his only chance to become a fairy.

However, thinking of Bai Lu's stubbornness that was no less than his own, Ji Mo still couldn't help sighing: "It's ironic for him to say such things."

Fengxian had no intention of meddling in their affairs, but that deer was very willful, and stayed under the tree in a daze all day without doing anything serious. The honest and kind Shennong Ding had nothing to do with it, so he had to send Fengxian to find Ji Mo, the pawn. Dad asked to solve the problem, and at this moment he could only persuade: "Maybe it's because I missed it that I understand."

After hearing this, Ji Mo was silent again, he didn't understand what Ren Qingya was making a fuss about, but since he had already determined that the key to the problem was Lingshan Xiaozhu, he didn't want to continue escaping because of the past, and didn't want to wait for ten days He made up his mind and said: "Tomorrow I will go to Lingshan Xiaozhu, ask him to tell me in person what he wants."

The author has something to say: Ren Qingya: I want to give away the head, and no one can stop me.

Ji Mo: No, get out.

Ren Qingya: Depression, the spring is hanging up.

Shennong Ding: What the hell?Output paddling?Is there a competitive spirit!

Chang Hui (heavy): I understand this kind of pain.