The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

Not all priests and celestial beings live in the Nine Heavens.

Immortals are divided into two categories: Immortal Officials and Shangxian Officials. Immortal Officials refer to mortals who cultivate to become Immortals, and those who are promoted are Immortal Officials. Pin Xianguan.The Shangxian is the immortal official who ascended through the catastrophe. If one wants to become an immortal official, one needs to practice hard and have excellent talent to become an immortal official. It is extremely difficult for the immortal official to ascend. The character of the immortal official is different, and the degree of disaster also varies. The difference is that some even cultivated into immortal officials at any rate, but no matter how difficult it is to become a high immortal, they will always be a small immortal official.

Jiuchongtian can only live in the immortals, and the rest of the hundreds of immortals live in a small area governed by the east, west, north, south, and four directions.

But Su Wangli is an exception, he has been ascended to the top of the gods and stars, and the other three are all living in the Heavenly Palace. He is the only one who likes to sing a one-man show with others, and came to the top of Penglai Mountain to set up his own family.

Although the Penglai Fairy Mountain is ten thousand feet high, the mountains are shrouded in smog and white clouds, and the dense forests cover the top of the mountain layer upon layer.

It was already deep winter, and there was no living thing in Penglai Mountain except Su Wangli.

It is said that the Wuchen Palace on the mountain can be considered a magnificent palace. Although it is not as magnificent as the Palace of the Nine Heavens, where dragons and phoenixes multiply together, Qionglou Yuyu, carved beams and painted buildings are no worse than the Palace of the Nine Heavens.

But it was terribly deserted, and the snow hadn't melted all year round, and the cold was eroding to the bone.

Su Wangli was awakened by the nightmare, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, as if he was in the desolate deep sea, he felt terribly cold.

Not knowing why he was so afraid of the cold today, he lifted off the cicada brocade quilt, got out of bed, and put on a sapphire brocade cloak with a fur collar.

Walking out of the room, he found that the snow in the courtyard was much thicker. He had only slept for a few days, and the snow covered all the lotus flowers in the courtyard.

"Master?" Su Wangli heard a voice beside him, so he searched for his reputation, and saw the boy who was half a head taller than him, wearing a thick black coat with a fur collar, with high browbones, deep and big eyes, which seemed to be still in his eyes. The light was on, and the mouth was grinning, showing neat white teeth and striding towards him.

When he got closer, Su Wangli saw that there was steaming white porridge in the white porcelain bowl on the wooden plate in this man's hand.

The boy ran over and got very close to Su Wangli, almost toe-to-toe. Only then did Su Wangli realize that the boy was approaching, and he could only look up at his chin.

Su Wangli frowned, he resented others being so close to him.

He coughed twice, stood with his hands behind his back, straightened his back, and showed his inherent arrogance and meanness.

But he found that he had to raise his head to see the boy's expression clearly, and a burst of anger surged into his heart.

Then he took a few steps back unconsciously, opened the distance between the two of them, puffed up his chest, raised his head slightly, and looked at the grinning person in front of him with a serious look.

"Master, you're finally awake! My apprentice cooked the porridge. I was wondering if you would wake up today. As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw you standing at the door." The man put the porridge wooden tray in both hands, and turned around on his own Walking towards Su Wangli's room, it was like entering his own room.

Su Wangli stared straight at him, his eyes widened, his brows frowned, his hands were still behind his back, his waist was straightened up, and the jade light from the snow reflected on Su Wangli's already fair cheeks, making his face more prominent. It was so white that even the lips were bloodless.

He stared angrily at this man who entered his room recklessly, bent down to put the porridge on the table, and then walked to the bed to fold the quilt.

How could anyone break into someone else's room like this!

Rough boy!Don't know the rules!

"Presumptuous!" Su Wangli blushed slightly in anger, swung his sleeves and rushed in, "Who are you!"

This time it was time for Jing Zhan to be dazed, he put the quilt away, stood up straight and looked at Su Wangli with raised eyebrows, dazed in shock, anger mixed in dazed, "Master, why did you forget again, Years ago when you went down the mountain to harvest demons, you took me as your apprentice."

The words were full of helplessness.

He is a ruthless master who forgets everyone when he sees him. He has been with him for more than a year but he still hasn't remembered his apprentice.

Jing Zhan thought about it carefully, and it really wasn't Su Wangli's fault. After all, Su Wangli had nothing to do this year and went down the mountain to eliminate demons, and he had never met Jing Zhan a few times, so he took him to eliminate demons only recently. .

It's just that he checked his spells as soon as we met. Jing Zhan didn't learn it well. Every time he spot-checked, he would be hit with the hilt of "Everlasting Regret". It's enough for Jing Zhan.

Jing Zhan remembered it clearly.

I only hate that Su Wangli has no teacher-student relationship, doesn't care about him, and still beats him!

The fragmented and fragmented picture floated in Jing Zhan's mind.

During this year, Su Wangli stayed here in Penglai Mountain a few times, and every time he came back, he would be bloody and dying, and he would not let Jing Zhan get close, and he would lock himself in the room for a few days before coming out , came out and hurried down the mountain again.

Only blood-stained clothes and white gauze were left in the room.

Every time Jing Zhan cleans up those blood-stained white gauze, he always has lingering fears. His master is really a man, and there are black meat residues on the white gauze, which seems to be cut from his own wounds. It’s true. I don't show mercy at all.

Isn't it said that all immortals have immortal bodies that can heal themselves?

But every time Su Wangli's wound had to be cleaned up slowly by himself before he could recover.

Jing Zhan also always wonders whether his master has heart or affection. He has a handsome appearance, but he has a fickle temper.

Jing Zhan came back to his senses, and approached Su Wangli step by step, slowly but unstoppably, Su Wangli was forced to retreat step by step, but still straightened his back, and finally stretched out a hand behind his back to stop him from going on. Jing Zhan approaching.

The picture in front of Su Wangli was divided in an instant and then overlapped to form a blurred picture——

A year ago, Su Wangli was ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to collect demons from the lower realms and eliminate demons to ensure peace in the world.

In the cold and snow-covered ancient crow forest, the blood soaks and melts to the bone, and the blood-red snow-capped forest is shocking.

Su Wangli put away the "Everlasting Sorrow" filled with the blood of the demon, and heard the rustling of the bushes not far away.

"Who! Come out!" Su Wangli stretched out his hand and waved violently at the nearby grass. The strong palm wind swept a young man out of the dark bushes.

magic?

wrong.

Su Wangli frowned and approached the boy.

"Who are you?" Su Wangli stood with his hands behind his back, staring downcastly, his bright pupils reflected the boy's handsome face, but he didn't even want to lower his head.

"My mother calls me Fugui," the boy said, sitting on the ground in pain, with one hand on the ground and the other covering his waist and abdomen.He was skinny but stared at Su Wangli with a frown, and his bright black eyes were full of vigilance and hostility.

"Fugui?" The corners of Su Wangli's mouth twitched.

I thought that I was a carefree and carefree fairy, but when I heard this kind of name, I still couldn't help twitching the corners of my mouth.

I thought I had seen all things in the world and knew their names, but this was the first time I heard the name.

"My father said, this kind of name is easy to support." The boy seemed to see what Su Wangli was thinking.

"My whole family was killed by that thing just now, and I escaped."

The boy's words were extremely ordinary, not at all like someone who had lost his family and lost his father and mother.

His eyes turned to the corner of his eyes to look at the place where the thing turned into ashes just now, obviously he witnessed everything that happened just now.

Only then did Su Wangli agree to look down at him slightly.

There was no flaw in these words, but he said them in an extremely ordinary way, and it really didn't look like he had just lost a loved one and was heartbroken.

But just for a moment, Su Wangli clearly felt the evil energy, but when he looked closely, he found that the child was just an ordinary, skinny mortal.

Su Wangli waved his clothes back to his back, leaned over and squatted down slowly, his movements were extremely slow, his posture was as tall as Yaolin Qiongshu.

It's like a person who has been ill for a long time and has lost his body consciousness, and can only move slowly by feeling.It also looks like the lazy and breathtaking white vixen next to Yushan.

Su Wangli slowly stretched out a palm from the wide cloud sleeves and lightly covered the boy's abdomen, with five slender fingers.

The glazed golden light emitted from Su Wangli's palm.

The boy felt the slightest warmth coming from his abdomen.

He only felt the slightest itchiness from the sore spot, and made a sound of flesh and blood, and the wound stopped hurting after that.

Su Wangli withdrew his hand, "Your injuries have been healed." He stood up as he spoke, turned around and waved his sleeves to fly away, but there was a strong heat in his legs, which suddenly weighed heavily. He hugged his ankle.

"You are a fairy, right!" The boy looked up at him, his eyes widened.

Su Wangli felt a moist touch from his legs.

The boy was covered in cold sweat, and even the skirt of his clothes was soaked.

After suffering such a serious injury, he ran all the way to follow the monster, but he was covered in cold sweat in the ice and snow.

How did he endure it.

Su Wangli frowned and narrowed his eyes, his face was like a frosty sword.

He stood up straight and knelt next to Su Wangli, holding on to the corner of Su Li's clothes tightly with both hands, for fear that this person would disappear in an instant.

"Please accept me as your apprentice, I want to be like you! I want revenge!"

——You want to become a fairy, right?take me!I'll be with you!Together we will!

I don't know why, maybe it's the scene at this time, maybe the child is full of energy, which gave him not so good memories.

"You know, going back to Penglai with me to practice cultivation requires unbearable suffering." Su Wanglili squatted down slowly, sighed almost inaudibly, and looked at the boy with a pair of fox eyes with tails shining brightly. No hatred, no hatred, no revenge, you can do it.”

The boy looked at him, Su Wangli's fair and indifferent face was reflected in a pair of amber eyes.

The boy took a close look at the man in front of him for the first time.

He was instantly captivated by those eyes.

The so-called "a phase is born from the heart, and the environment changes according to the heart", in Su Wangli's eyes, the boy not only saw the so-called stars and the sea, but also the sincerity and gentleness that is rare in this world.

He is obviously a fairy who has experienced everything and doesn't care about everything, but he hides deep affection in his bones.

The boy looked at Su Wangli motionlessly, he was like gentle, cool and warm spring water, enveloping him layer by layer.

The boy came back to his senses, he frowned, bit his lip, and tightly clutched Su Wangli's brocade white gauze with both hands. After an unknown amount of time, the winter wind was still blowing. It didn't look like a monster roaring just now, but it seemed even scarier people.

The boy finally stopped looking at Su Wangli. He lowered his head and let go of his clenched lips, as if putting everything down with all his strength, and opened his lips, "Okay, I hope that there will be no distracting thoughts in my heart, and I will return to Penglai with all my heart."

Su Wangli grabbed his arm with one hand and pulled him up from the ground effortlessly. Only then did he realize that the boy was not much shorter than him. "From now on, follow me and devote yourself to cultivation."

Su Wangli looked around and sighed again, "It's the winter solstice today, and the snow is still all over the ground."

Su Wangli listened to the howling winter wind, the sky was about to dawn, and the edges were as pale as the belly of the fish essence in the water, and a few sporadic lights could be vaguely seen in the thatched cottage in the distance.

Perhaps it was because the child's eyes were too fierce back then, or it was too lonely to be alone in the empty and deserted Penglai fairy mountain, or the figure of the child coincided with the past, so he was accepted as an apprentice by such a strange coincidence.

The picture gradually blurred and disappeared, and in front of him was this thin boy who was not like the thin boy a year ago.

"Jing Zhan..."

The cool breeze is blowing, and the night scene is clear and bright.