Drunken Amtang

Po Meng scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of the old man.

"Why, Elder, you have lost your attachment in this world? Come to my Naihe Bridge for a while?"

"The disciples in the faction can stand alone, and the world is still peaceful now. I have defied the destiny for too long, and it is time to let go."

The poppy demon turned into a few small flowers on her fingertips and was passing them to Chi Lian in a tricky way. Chi Lian changed into a human and hid behind Granny Meng, grinning at him.The old man looked at them,

"I thought Huang Quan was lonely, but I didn't expect Po Meng to be accompanied by two little friends, but they have names. Let's get to know each other before reincarnation."

"I'm not very educated, so I don't know how to name. The Chi Lian Snake behind me, I call him Chi Lian, and this little flower demon, I just call him Poppy."

The old man looked at the face of the poppy flower demon and sighed.

"It turned out to be a poppy flower demon. This flower is extremely alluring. If it turns into this pair of skins, it may burn the eyes of the world and bring disaster. Let me give you a name, darken its demon color, and take the homonym of demon, and call you How about An Yao?"

Raising his hand to press on the top of An Yao's head, a white light flashed,

"I'm going to reincarnate, and I can't do much, I can only give you some immortal cultivation, I hope it can make you not fall into the devil when you lose your mind."

After speaking, he raised his hand and drank the Mengpo soup in front of him, said goodbye to the three of them, walked slowly across the Naihe Bridge and disappeared into the white mist.

In Huangquan, An Yao learns some fists from the ghost guards, listens to some stories told by passers-by, and helps Granny Meng get celestial dew to maintain her real body.

Po Meng loves food in the world, and always entrusts ghost messengers to bring it back. An Yao gnawed on the candied haws that Po Meng gave him, and asked Chi Lian, who was pretending to be dead,

"Chi Lian, have you ever been to the human world?"

Chi Lian ignored him indifferently, An Yao simply leaned over, and Chi Lian popped out one meter away with a jerk,

"You stay away from me!"

"If you answer my question, no."

"Of course I've been to the world. You think everyone is like you, just a 600-year-old pup. I've lived thousands of years."

"Is the world fun? Do you think Po Meng will allow me to play in the world?"

"Ask her yourself."

Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes, not wanting to talk to An Yao any more, and thought to himself, hurry up, and save his eyes from being stuck in the underworld all day.

An Yao looked for Po Meng who was making soup,

"Meng Po, Meng Po, can I play in the world?"

Looking at the young demon cub, Meng Po frowned her pretty brows,

"Anyao, there are many demon catchers and Taoist priests in the world. If you, a little demon who can't even get rid of your body, meet them, you will die. And you have never been to the world, and you have nothing. I understand, it's easy to scare mortals. Wait a little longer, and go when you grow up."

An Yao felt a little disappointed but nodded obediently.

Time flies, 400 years have passed, and An Yao finally got out of his body. Over the years, he asked every passerby about the mortal world.

There were all kinds of people who walked up the Naihe Bridge. He followed them to learn the order of the world, learned the Four Books and Five Classics from his master, and learned various swordsmanship from swordsmen. He listened to them describe the beautiful scenery he had seen. Huang Quan looks like a day for thousands of years, and he has moved his mind to travel again.

This time Granny Meng didn't stop him, the little demon cub had grown up, she had to look up at him, and it was time to go out and have a look.

An Yao went to see the beautiful mountains and rivers in the south, saw lonely geese flying together in the desert, saw the bustling streets, drank good wine from all over the place, tasted all kinds of delicacies, and finally, he went to the snow-capped mountains in the north.

The snow-capped mountain was towering, he flew to the top of the mountain, stood on the top overlooking the beautiful scenery below, his black hair and red clothes were blown by the strong wind, and he stood out in the heavy snow, suddenly felt a sense of consciousness behind him, he quickly drew his sword and turned around, but behind him But nothing.

He was a little puzzled, holding his sword and walking step by step following his breath.

"Who came out?"

He didn't get a response, and walked all the way to the edge of the cliff, but still didn't see any figure, the sword hung down to his side, An Yao was a little suspicious of Yaosheng.Suddenly, a small voice came from my ear,

"I'm here."

An Yao took a step back and looked around but still saw nothing.

"under."

He looked down and saw a large snow lotus not far from his feet, with a small figure sitting in the center.

An Yao knelt down and looked at him, the villain's figure was a bit transparent, his two little hands were a little uneasy, he lowered his head,

"Sister, you are so pretty."

An Yao nodded his head with his fingers,

"I'm not a sister, it's more like calling me brother, what are you?"

"I, my name is Xuemo, I'm Snow Lotus Flower Spirit, I'm growing fast, I only bloomed this year, so I look like a child."

"Are all your flower spirits so translucent? Why do they resemble Huang Quan's soul?"

"I, when I grow up and practice for a while, I will have a physical body."

Xuemo sat on the flower heart and looked up at the person in front of him. From the moment Anyao appeared on the top of the mountain, he couldn't move his eyes, as if the white world around him suddenly became colorful, as if all the light gathered in his body .

He didn't want to let this person leave, so he dared to speak,

"Can you stay? I'm the only one on this mountain, and life is too difficult."

Tired from squatting, An Yao simply sat cross-legged in front of him,

"What else do you have here except the sky is full of snow, if I stay here, I will be bored to death."

Xue Mo's face turned red and he was speechless, An Yao suddenly softened when he saw his appearance.

"I'll see you often"

"Is it really possible"

"What did I lie to you for?"

Since then, Anyao has often come to the snow mountain to find Xuemo and chat. He brings various things to Xuemo and tells him interesting stories about his travels in the world.

As time went by, Xuemo grew up little by little, and became a tall man in white clothes with black pupils, but he was still in a translucent state and had not yet cultivated into a real body.

An Yao is a little bit dissatisfied, it took him a whole 1000 years to grow up, and this kid is taller than him from a small child in just 100 years.When An Yao got angry, he didn't bother to talk to him, and drank by himself.

Xuemo looked at the angry An Yao, and smiled helplessly. He was originally a flower spirit, and his appearance and mind naturally matured very quickly. He walked over and sat next to An Yao, and stretched out his hands to rub the man's black hair.

"Don't be annoyed, what kind of wine are you drinking, give me a taste"

An Yao raised his head, Xue Mo didn't avoid it, the two were so close that they could feel each other's breath, An Yao had tasted all kinds of flavors in the world but never the taste of love.Under the ambiguous atmosphere, his ears turned pink. Xuemo looked at the trembling eyelashes and delicate lips of the other party, and followed her instinct, and kissed her.

Hmm, got a taste of that glass of wine by the way.