The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Jing Moli went back to the Immortal Realm with Fanyin and Hanchen. After getting off the cloud road, he arrived at the Eastern Immortal Realm first. Hanchen glanced at Jing Moli and then at Sanskrit. He felt a little different, of course it was mainly Moli who treated Sanskrit. The attitude is different, he just got drunk all night, it seems that something big happened.

"You're here, go back." Jing Moli pointed to the front.

"Oh." Hanchen shook his head lightly. He still doesn't care about their affairs, and he can't care about them. What's more, the Sanskrit can't give anything to Mo Li, and Mo Li can't give Sanskrit anything, just make it simple. Friends are better for them.

"By the way, Fanyin, haven't you always wanted to meet God Wushuang of Pengyu Island?"

Fanyin looked at Jing Moli for a while. He wanted to meet God Wushuang before to help Moli find clues about his life experience, "Yes, is there any news about God Wushuang?"

Han Chen nodded, "This God Wushuang hasn't been to the fairy world for thousands of years. He recently returned from a catastrophe, and it is rare to invite all the immortals to come. You have always wanted to meet him, and finally you have a chance. My father The king has already received the invitation, and Immortal Jinghua must have it too, so you can go together when the time comes."

"Okay." The Sanskrit voice responded, and then said to Mo Li, "You also want to meet Wushuang Shangshen?"

Jing Moli hummed, "I really want to meet, after all, snow phoenixes in this fairy world are quite rare."

Hanchen rolled his eyes, "You and Wushuang Shangshen are Snow Phoenix in the fairy world. I don't know if you are praising the gods or yourself."

"Let's go." Jing Moli waved his hand at him in disgust, Han Chen snorted softly and left, seeing Han Chen walking away, Jing Moli looked at Sanskrit with a smile, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

"Not far."

"By the way." Jing Moli narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked forward with his hands behind his back. Sanskrit followed, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Jing Moli turned his head slightly, with a smile on his face.

"It's very good." Mo Li seemed to have swept away all the frost, and his face was full of spring breeze, just like him in the mortal world.It seems that he has let go of everything and has nothing to worry about. A few days ago, he swore that he had let go of Feng Guixi. Did you hear the news about Feng Guixi?

Walking side by side along Yunyun Road, the sleeves of the two of them bumped into each other with the wind from time to time. Jing Moli took a half step back and looked up at the phoenix hairpin on Fanyin's head. Sanskrit has always been wearing the hairpin and has never changed to another hairpin. He thinks of Jing Moli every time he sees the Fengling hairpin when he washes up every day.But Sanskrit is still a disciple of Bodhi, his kalpa is Jing Moli, should he fulfill his way now, or fulfill his own love?

He is Gui Xi's present life, he is Gui Xi and he is not Gui Xi, their fate has continued since that night in Jihe City, the Sanskrit words are juxtaposed with the six words Jing Moli and Feng Guixi , is an independent existence.

"Fanyin, do you still want to practice the Supreme Purity?"

Fanyin's pupil light moved slightly, his eyes drooped slightly, Bodhi and Shangqing, great love and personal affection, he has great love for the common people, but Dudu has a personal affection for Moli. There is still great love in his heart, he is willing to practice the path of Bodhi, and he still wants to cross the sea of ​​love in a flat boat, it is always difficult to have both.

After Moli chose Feng Guixi, he had no choice but to give in and choose his way of Bodhi to fulfill Moli's love. Now that Moli asked this question, he didn't know how to answer it.His mind moved, his heart shook, Sanskrit closed his eyes slightly, and locked his body with a pure heart. He could only practice the way of Bodhi, "No, I will always be a disciple of Bodhi."

Hearing this sentence, Jing Mo's heart was full of sourness. God's will tricks people. He was the one who took the Sanskrit first, and he pushed the Sanskrit away first. Now why does he selfishly ask the Sanskrit to abandon his way for him?He can't be so selfish, knowing that Gui Xi is still there, seeing him often, he should be satisfied.

Already at the boundary of Lingxiao Palace, Jing Moli stopped, Fanyin continued to move forward, and suddenly heard Jing Moli calling, "Fanyin." Fanyin looked back, Jing Moli was standing behind the light clouds In the middle of the day, with a faint smile on his face, his eyes seemed to hide a piece of sea, with shimmering waves, "I have become a fairy." As you wished in previous and present lives, I have become a fairy, and I found you I'm here, and I'm by your side, even if you don't remember me, I still only love you, in the past, now, and in the future.

Sanskrit nodded lightly, "Well, you did a good job."

Jing Moli raised a very bright smile, with tears in his eyes, "Go back." He watched the Sanskrit sound go away, and he turned around until he could no longer see the Sanskrit sound, a tear fell against the wind, as long as you are here, That's okay anyway.

Back at Qiwu Hall, Jing Moli stood in the courtyard, looking at a tree of peonies in the courtyard, the flowers bloomed and withered, every year was similar, how many springs and autumns passed by in a blink of an eye, 500 years of soul swayed with hope, endured suffering There is no complaint in my heart, and now my wish is fulfilled, but it happens to be in a situation like a stranger.

"Shangxian, all the invitations I received in the past few days have been placed in the study." Yi Gong'e came over and interrupted Mo Li's thoughts.

Jing Moli nodded slightly, "Okay, I see." He stepped into the study, and there was a stack of invitations on the table. The immortals who invited the moon and the immortals who invited wine tasting all It was some human relationship, and after looking at it, I saw the invitation card from Pengyu Island.

When one reaches the realm of Shangshen, one is free from the constraints of the post of immortality, and one can also choose the place of practice, whether it is in the fairy world, the mortal world, or the demon world.Hearing that this Wushuang Shangshen became a Shangshen, he chose Pengyu Island in the Mortal Realm as his cave for practice, and he didn't come to the Immortal Realm if he had nothing to do, and lived a very happy life.

Before Moli's ascension, Wushuang Shangshen was the only snow phoenix in the fairy world, and he didn't know what kind of demeanor it was.

After flipping through a few pages of the book, Jing Moli was a little restless, so he simply went to the quiet room to meditate, his mind was peaceful and his spirit sea was quiet. The limit has been touched.I have just ascended to the Supreme Immortal, so could it be that I am about to ascend to the Supreme Immortal so soon?This speed is a bit scary.

Wushuang's feast day is on the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. Mortal Pengyu Island is located above the East China Sea, hidden away from the world and inaccessible to mortals. Peach blossoms are planted all over the island, and the flowers bloom in the same four seasons every year, and there is a pink glow everywhere.Not many immortals were invited this time, and there were only twenty or thirty in the entire fairy world. The two immortals only sent representatives of their disciples to participate, and the emperors of the four directions also went to Emperor Nanyang and Emperor Xiyao.

Jing Moli arrived with Emperor Yao, and with a gust of breeze, fell into the light green and thin red, "This is indeed a fairyland on earth."

Emperor Yao smiled, "I remember that the plum blossoms in the Feihua Temple are also blooming very well. They have all come to the mortal realm, so you can go and see them too."

"That's right, I will probably stay in the Mortal Realm for a few more days, and please allow the emperor."

"Okay, I'm still holding you back." Emperor Yao was also very talkative.

The celestial attendant who greeted the guests quickly stepped forward, saluting with good eyesight, "Xiaoxian has seen the emperor and Moli Shangxian. Xiaoxian will lead the way for the two of you."

All the way through the flower forest, bypassing the willow bank of the water embankment, I came to a terrace in the depths of the peach forest. On the spacious terrace, there are tables and tables. The simplicity and complexity are very charming, and there is no need for other colorful satin flowers for this peach blossom decoration.In the flower forest, the immortals in twos and threes gathered together to enjoy the flowers and chat. Most of them had seen Moli before. When they saw Emperor Yao, the immortals also came to pay respects. Moli took a few steps and saw that there was no Sanskrit voice in the crowd. just avoided them.

Walking in the peach forest, Sanskrit and Hanchen are not seen around. Looking at the colorful fallen flowers and the warm sunshine around, it makes people feel a little lazy and comfortable.In a fairyland on earth, cold winter is like warm spring. Jing Moli couldn't help stretching his arms and stretching his waist. He let out a pleasant long hum, raised his head and closed his eyes to feel the spring scenery, "The sunshine in this mortal world is better than that in the fairy world." warmth."

A chuckle came from the side, and Jing Moli opened his eyes. Following the sound, he could only see the white shadow behind the dense flowering branches on the right moving slightly. The face, the dragon eyebrows and the phoenix eyes are like frost, the phoenix eyes are bright and majestic, and the soul is shocked, and a call is blurted out, "Return to Xi!"

The man came out from behind the flower tree, tall and tall, with a gentleman's pavilion like green bamboo, Jing Moli looked at it in surprise, the man in front of him looked like Gui Xi, his facial features, expression and even his height were exactly the same.

how can that be possible?The Sanskrit voice is Gui Xi, so who is Gui Xi in front of him?

Jing Moli's lips trembled slightly, "Who are you?"

The thin lips pursed slightly, revealing a slight smile, "My servant, Wushuang."

He turned out to be Wushuang High God?Jing Moli's eyes were filled with disbelief, how could it be such a coincidence?How could Wushuang Shangshen and Guixi look exactly the same?Jing Moli froze in place, he was so restless that he even forgot to salute.

Wushuang Shangshen didn't care about his rudeness, and stepped forward, "You are Jing Moli."

"I'm Jing Moli," Jing Moli blinked his eyes vigorously, it's not an illusion, the face in front of him really exists, "You are Wushuang Shangshen, then?" Then do you know Feng Guixi from the demon world? ?

Jing Moli clenched his fists suddenly, and with a painful heart, he lowered his head to support the peach blossom tree next to him. Wushuang Shangshen ascended to Shangshen thousands of years ago, he would not be Feng Guixi from the demon world, let alone him His original body was Snow Phoenix, not Fire Phoenix.

It's just a coincidence, it just so happens that he and Gui Xi have the same appearance.

Jing Moli tried hard to convince himself, gritted his teeth, turned to look at Wushuang Shangshen, raised his hand and bowed deeply, "Jing Moli has met Shangshen."

"Why be so polite." Wushuang took a step forward, reaching out her hand as if to help Jing Moli, Jing Moli suddenly took a step back, and looked up at him, Taohua's eyes were full of surprise and uneasiness, like a frightened deer .

Wushuang withdrew her hand, "Are you afraid of me?" The corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

Jing Moli straightened up, "Why, it's just that Shangshen and an old friend of mine look very similar."

"Oh?" Wushuang touched her face, "Is there anyone else who looks like me in this world? Who is it?"

Jing Moli was a little hesitant, stabilized his mind, forced himself to be full of doubts, looked straight at Wushuang, and pretended to be calm, "I don't know God, but do you know Feng Guixi from the demon world?"

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