IX Cultivation

"Cultivation of the Nine Generations" by Fansang Sanqian

Uncle raises Xiao Xianrou for nine generations, Xiao Xianrou has a different personality in each life, and reincarnation is not necessarily human~ 2333 The framework of the world of immortals, mortals, gods and demons, the setting of Xiao Xianrou's life experience is still in the air The setting, to put it simply, is the story of the uncle making the little fresh meat more and more crooked, with small abuse, hidden settings in the world view, and a long story.

It's getting darker and darker. Nine personalities are finely divided into small fresh meat × indifference in the early stage and married wife in the late stage [in fact, there are many attributes] Uncle Immortal

[Because the stupid author can no longer control the prehistoric power in his body, so the plot is like a wild horse running away from the hill. In short, it is right for the little fresh meat to be blackened. Uncle QAQ is delicious.]

The keywords of Ninth Generation Cultivation: Ninth Generation Cultivation, Suffering Three Thousands, Nurturing, Ninth Generation, Jingfen, Xianfan, Suffering Three Thousands

001-002

There are stones to the east.

I don't know where it came from. It takes the aura of heaven and earth to conceive and give birth to spiritual wisdom. After thousands of years, it will finally take shape, and it will pass through nine lives to achieve the right fruit.

It cannot be regarded as its fate, that is, pure white and nothing, as a material that can be made.

The Emperor of Heaven cherishes his aura, and all the immortals choose one person to accompany him, correct his mind, teach him good and evil, and protect his growth.

The old fairy XingXiu, who controls and can observe fate, peeped from the pool of bright mirrors, has a relationship with the spirit stone, so he recommends it, saying: Immortal of all spirits.

The Immortal Wanling is the only powerful being in the Jiuchong Heaven below the Emperor of Heaven. It is said that he has cultivated the true fruit in 1000 years, and now he lives in the Wanling Palace on the edge of the Jiuchong Tian.

He only loves piano, string music, poetry, wine and painting, and rarely participates in the banquets of the immortals or travels in the mortal world.

Only the Luofu Immortal has a good relationship with him, and he often goes to the Wanling Palace to sit, and then there is Ao Puppet, the mount that the Wanling Immortal took when he was not a fairy.

Ao Puppet is a dragon.

Born without a dragon horn, he was abandoned in a stream, and later picked up by Wan Ling, who was still practicing, and became the first dragon in history to become a mount.

A hundred years passed in a hurry, all spirits became immortals, and Ao Gui was not taken away. Ao Puppet was still young at that time, crying tears all over his face, which caused the whole world to be stormy. Leave a sentence:

If you want to meet again, practice hard.

Because of this sentence, Ao Puppet practiced day and night for 3000 years in the cave where he lived with the Wanling Immortal.

When Ao Puppet entered the Heavenly Court, the first thing he wanted to do was to see the Immortal Wanling, and he had no intention of going to the place under his jurisdiction.In the end, seeing that he had met, the Wanling Immortal was still dressed in the white clothes of Sheng Xue, with a red mark between his brows, his hair was like ink, and his eyes were clear and light. After I got the word 'very good' from the Immortal of All Souls, there was no more.

The causal fate between him and the Wanling Immortal, I don’t know how many versions have been handed down by the immortals when they are bored, but in fact Ao Puppet knows that he is neither a master nor a friend with that person, perhaps, in that person’s heart , but passing by.

Now that the Emperor of Heaven asked him to tell Wan Ling about this matter, Ao Gui's first reaction was that he would not have the ability to let that person go down to earth. He just wanted to refuse, but found that he had not seen the Wan Ling fairy for a long time. It's good to give him the reason to go to that person.

So Ao Puppet withdrew from the Heavenly Court, first went to his own South China Sea to collect a bunch of fat-looking big crabs, ignored the frightened and sad eyes of the shrimp soldiers and crabs on the side, changed into a beautiful box, packed it, and went straight to the Jiuzhongtian Wanling Palace .

Every fairy has his own mansion. In fact, few gods in the sky look like gods. It may be that they have wandered too much, and they have some strange attributes. They are all very casual, so the Immortals of All Souls are full of immortality, and they really have no desires or desires.

But one thing is not absolute, Wan Ling Xian seems to like to eat seafood, among which crabs are the most favored.

Ao Puppet was thinking about what kind of posture he should use to give the gift he gave to the Immortal Wanling, he was already standing outside the Wanling Palace.

Wanling Palace is not big, very deserted, there is only a fairy boy and Wan Ling living here, Ao Gui just wanted to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself, a little fairy boy carved in powder and jade folded his hands, hanging down. Focusing his eyes, he said to Ao Puppet in that crisp child's voice: "Dragon Lord, come in."

Stepping on the misty clouds, Ao Puppet tightened his hand holding the brocade box before entering with a smile, and asked again and again, "What are your immortals doing?"

The little fairy boy looked so serious and cute, he raised his head and replied: "The immortal was meditating just now, and then the immortal Luofu came and chatted in the backyard."

Ao Puppet's footsteps stopped, but it was so fast that people couldn't notice it, and he sighed softly: "That's it."

The little boy brought Ao Puppet to the backyard and stopped moving forward. He bowed politely to Ao Puppet and retreated, leaving Ao Puppet standing alone at the round door opening in the backyard watching that one sitting under the huge plum tree savoring. wine for two.

"Sit..." Wanling Immortal put down the exquisite wine glass in his hand, glanced at the end of his eyes slightly, his voice was colder than Ao Gui's fascination with the smell of wine in the courtyard.

The looks of gods are all first-class, and Ao Puppet has seen many, but he always feels that those people can't even touch Wan Ling's clothes...

"I mean Lord Long, I'll be jealous if I see Wan Ling in a daze." Luo Fu on the side smiled ambiguously, with the meaning of "I understand" floating in his words.

Ao Gui immediately came back to his senses, walked forward and handed over the brocade box in his hand, he seemed not to be ridiculed by the Luofu Immortal, but panicked in his heart: "Wanling Immortal, this is a gift, it is something you like .”

In fact, it should be said that when Ao Puppet and Wan Ling lived together thousands of years ago, he knew what the Wan Ling Immortal liked.

Immortal Wanling's hands are very slender, with pink fingertips, with a light wave, the brocade box in Ao Gui's hand slowly fell onto the stone table, he glanced at the brocade box, and said lightly: "If you have a heart, Thank you."

Long Jun felt empty in his heart, he thought that Immortal Wan Ling would take it with his own hands, maybe he would touch his hand, but no...

"It's nothing. Immortals like it. Ao Puppet happens to have a lot..." Long Jun was always a little cautious in front of Wanling Immortal, and Long Jun, who was decisive in killing and attacking in the South China Sea, seemed to be two people.

Immortal Luofu at the side shook his folding fan, looked at the two people sitting one standing and the other sitting, shook his head, stretched out his hand and unceremoniously picked up the fairy fruit on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, as if he was watching a play with great interest.

Ao Puppet's eyes kept falling on Wanling Immortal's hand, pursed his lips, and said: "Wanling Immortal, Ao Puppet came here this time to be Emperor Fengtian..."

"I know."

Lord Long was stunned for a moment, then looked at the Immortal Luofu beside him, who smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I ran over when I heard the news and told Wan Ling first."

Lord Long understood, and after preparing for a while, he asked, "The immortal..."

"Don't go."

Immortal Luofu explained: "Wan Ling just likes to stay in the house every day and doesn't go anywhere. I don't know what's wrong. It's okay to persuade him."

Ao Puppet looked at the noncommittal indifference of Wanling Immortal and the familiarity of Luofu Immortal, his palms were a little cold, but he still smiled and said: "The Immortal has a destiny with that spirit stone, so it should be..."

"I have to?"

Wanling Immortal has picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Although he is a man, his every move makes people unable to blaspheme the beauty. His fan-like eyelashes are slowly raised, and the dark pupils just hit Long Jun's eyes like this. Ao Gui can hardly control it. I stopped the blood that was boiling instantly, and after a while, I regained the calm that a dragon king should have, and said: "It's God's will."

Immortal Luofu also persuaded at the right time: "Wanling, it's only 900 years, and it will pass in the blink of an eye. At that time, you can come back to be your impersonal fairy, and sit quietly in the Palace of Wanling until the sun and the moon are dark..."

With a touch of the Immortal Wan Ling's fingertips, the brocade box on the table disappeared and turned into an exquisite dish bowl. Even the large crabs lying on it were already cooked and shelled.

After hearing this, the Immortal Wan Ling picked up a small piece of crab meat with his white jade chopsticks, and said softly: "Only people have feelings, I am a god. It's you, it's a little too... strange."

Immortal Luofu heard this, and smiled helplessly: "It's because you are too indifferent..."

"Is there?"

"Yes." The friend replied.

And in the heavenly court, a bunch of immortals sat on the ground without any posture at all, or found a cloud to lie on it, and even the emperor of heaven sat on his throne in a distorted state, watching together The mirror pool was moved, and the pool is the scene of the Palace of All Souls!

The head of the Seven Heavens General smiled while eating melon seeds and said: "It seems that Mr. Xiaolong persuaded you well, and all spirits have answered."

The Immortal Xingxiu touched his white beard, which had grown so long that he had no friends, and said: "Sure enough, the Mirror Lake that I have re-refined has become much clearer. Look, God, you can zoom in and zoom out, and even the use time has increased." It's half an hour."

The Emperor of Heaven threw the melon seed shell on the head of Immortal Xingxiu and said, "Just an hour, feel free to say it!"

"Oh, who smashed the melon seed shell?!" A certain fairy who happened to be sitting next to the star fairy was hurt and innocent, and immediately became furious, and kicked the ass of the fairy friend in front of him.

For a time, the heavenly court was very lively.

The Emperor of Heaven and his family of immortals have been bored for a while. In fact, the immortals really have nothing to do. Their lifespan is so long that unless the natal celestial artifacts are discovered and deliberately destroyed by demons, they will be injured. Basically, they will not even catch a cold. some.

Now that humans and monsters are in harmony, the boundary between ghosts and demons has been cut off, and the gods have nothing major to do except to "play games" with some demons who slipped through the net.

As a result, there are more gods who go to the world to play around, and there are more gods who come to the door, and there are more gods who leave some opportunities for human beings who want to ask for immortals.

But the fairies are still boring