After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

"Dear Buddha, I recently took in my little disciple and decided to raise him, just like Master once raised me, and like you raised Jiang people."

Two little dragons were lighting the lamp for him, Rong Yi was lying on the bedside, writing a letter, "I have been raised by many people, from my parents, to my master, to you. But how to feed a person is up to you Taught me. I think I can teach him to be a great human being."

Lan Xing was led by the little dragons to the place where he was recognized in the side hall. At this moment, he took some medicine to treat trauma and fell asleep.

The Phoenix Hall was brightly lit, and the little envoy sent by the Hall of the Medicine King finished delivering the ointment, and by the way, also sent him the latest essence flower mud and fragrance powder elixirs, which were placed on the bedside.

On the other side, it happened that the Taishang Laojun and the Heavenly Emperor also sent an ancient compilation of Taoism collections. Rong Qiu did not sleep, but there was no one there. The lights in the study were dim and the heating was floating.

A very old little dragon said: "For so many years, the Phoenix Palace has not been so lively for a long time."

Rong Yi also looked at these lights and felt a little happy.

The Phoenix Hall was specially built for him by Brahma and Heaven, and it has always been deserted.

After he was born, the Heavenly Emperor and Laojun had already seen in the astrology that he must be the child chosen by the fate, and also the most powerful person in the entire Phoenix clan once in a thousand years.

They built the Phoenix Palace for him, which is located in the east of Brahma, north of Nantianmen, above the extreme sea, and under the stars.The middle is full of Buddha flowers and trees, and there are dozens of warm water and clear springs. There is a mysterious sea spring on the border, and there are countless colorful fish schools in it.In addition to the status of "Ming Xing", the Buddha gave him a vacant position and ordered him to be in charge of five trees and six flowers.

Before coming here, he didn't know what Mingxing did, and after coming here, he also didn't know what Mingxing did.He once asked Peacock: "Master, I was born with Mingxing words, and now I have come to the Phoenix Hall, what do you want me to do?"

The peacock said: "It is the same as us to bring disasters and eliminate disasters."

Rong Yi was a little confused: "Then why am I Ming Xing?"

Peacock thought for a while: "Because you are, that's all."

Rong Yi was even more confused: "Then before I became Ming Xing, what did the last Ming Xing do?"

Peacock told him: "The last Mingxing was a long, long time ago. There is no record in Jiude's divine book. I am afraid that only the ancient gods can remember the situation at that time. The executor Shenyu made a Mingxing in a thousand years. It's just a statement."

"Before the emergence of Ming Xing, the luck of the heavens was unpredictable. Sometimes the five elements rotated, and the lives of the gods and the six realms could only survive. There was no peaceful day to live. After many years, we figured out the sky. The law of luck: all things are balanced, Yin and Yang are born together, and the gods have always done this, so we will bring disasters to the world, and we will also spread blessings. This is the reason.

"You are here, you don't have to do anything. It is your appearance, let us have a new reference to the fate of the sky. The fate of the sky may not be fire, but you are a phoenix of the fire attribute, so we can know that the five elements are oriented to fire, the sun In the days to come, the realm will flourish in the Taiyin realm."

"But if the Sun Realm is more prosperous than the Taiyin Realm, wouldn't it be out of balance?"

"One ebbs and the other, dynamic balance, some sun realms are strong for a while, and some sun realms will decline afterwards." Peacock said while taking out a few books on Taoism from his sleeve, "It's rare to see you so learned. If you are interested, here are the in-depth discussions of various factions on the balance of fortune, you can..."

At that time, before Peacock finished speaking, Rong Yi had already fled away.

The past seemed to be fleeting, Rong Yi stopped writing, and saw Xiangli Feilu's reply by chance.

"There's nothing to play with, so find an apprentice to raise and play with? Little Phoenix, don't mistake your disciple."

Because of the time difference between the human world and the heavenly world, Xiangli Feilu's reply is always faster than his writing to him.

Rong Yi hurriedly wrote again: "I didn't! I didn't mean to mislead someone. You can raise Qingyue as an apprentice, and I can also raise a little executor as an apprentice."

Xiangli Feilu said: "So free? Have you finished reading the biography? If you have finished reading it, you can write it yourself and send it to me."

Rong Yi was a little happy, and continued to write, "I haven't finished reading it. But it's a good idea. I decided to write down everything around me. When we get married, I will show it to you."

Rong Yi waited for a while, but did not wait for Xiangli Feilu to reply.

The magic disc used to convey the message is made of Shenshan jade, which is white and verdant, with a lustrous luster, as if it would glow.

Rong Yi pulled up the quilt, chased away Xiaolong, blew out the candles, and prepared to fall asleep.In the darkened veil, he raised his eyes to look at the clear disk, stretched out his hand, and gently carved a mark on the edge of the disk with magic power.

There are four traces as long as this trace.

He has been back for five days, in the human world, that is five years.

How long is five years in the world?

He didn't have this concept, he had been waiting for him for half a month and couldn't stand it anymore, and was then detained by King Ming and sent back to the sky.

According to Qingyue, there are more than 20 such half-months in a human year.

Is the Buddha and him suffering the same?

Rong Yi didn't dare to imagine, and felt that if he continued to think about it, he was going to cry again, so he stopped thinking about it.

In his life, there has never been a time when emotions were surging like they are now.He knows the names he misses. He often misses Peacock, his parents, the kings of Ming and Xiaolong in Jiangguo, and his friends.

It was the first time he experienced this kind of emotion, perhaps from his

Seeing that Xiangli Feilu was raising Jiang people, it had already taken root and sprouted. When Xiangli Feilu was injured, it broke through the ground, and now it finally blossoms and bears fruit.

He knew from reading novels and biographies that it was distressing.

He withdrew his hand, turned over wrapped in the quilt, and fell asleep like this.

It was late at night, and the little dragons all fell asleep together.

In the side hall of the Phoenix, Lan Xing was shirtless and wearing clothes, looking out the window.The windows of the side hall are facing the study in the main hall.

Serving beside him was an old little dragon. Seeing his eyes, it explained to him in a rambling manner: "That's where the Kunlun god lives. Our lord owed him a favor. It just so happened that the god just came from Kunlun. Shenshan woke up, wearing a causal chain on his body, and needed to find a place to recuperate, so the Lord took him to the Phoenix Palace. During that time, our Lord was not here, but went to the mortal world to find him. But then The god did not live in the main hall, he said he prefers the study room, so we made a cloud-top bed and slept there. This god also just diagnosed your pulse, young master, wait until your body recovers. , maybe you can go and say thank you."

The old little dragon swam around and used spells to arrange the bottles and jars sent by the medicine furnace. The dragon claw skillfully dug up a lump of plaster: "Let me apply the medicine for you, young master."

Lan Xing withdrew his gaze, his eyes flashed sharply, and then he put on a weak smile: "You too, take a rest, I'll do it myself, I'm used to applying the medicine by myself. Take this box of Lily Pills away."

"You can't do it, young master, you are a noble person now, so you don't need to be so polite." The old Xiaolong laughed, raised his paws and bowed to him, "Ming Xing's apprentice is also the master, so there is no need to reward him like this. My little one If you need anything, I will ask you. You are soft-hearted and talkative, I forget it, and you must not be fooled by other little dragons. They have always been idle, lazy and vain, so don't take it too seriously."

The old dragon swam away.There was silence in the air.

After Lan Xing looked around, he closed the door, returned to the couch, and lowered his head to apply the medicine to himself.

The wound was fresh, he had scratched it himself, and the knife cut to the bone—just in case.

The people in God's Realm have been afraid to bully him for a long time, but without these scars, what would he do to stay in Wushu Liuhuayuan?

The cold white skin was covered with scars, and the reddish scars no longer ooze blood.

Lan Xing used the strongest and most powerful wound medicine, and sprinkled the powder with a strong aroma on the wound. The frequency of his inhalation was increasing, and his chest was bullying, but his expression did not change.

When he was alone, his expression was like this, without any change, like a piece of wood, he didn't know where the pain in his body came from, maybe it was because of habit, or maybe it was because of numbness.

"...Actually, you don't have to be like this. You don't have these injuries, just tell him your request, and he will keep you."

A gentle voice came from beside the bed.

Rong Qiu was shaking a fan, the nightgown was loose, and the black chain penetrating through the collarbone looked extremely terrifying.

Even so, this should be a very eye-catching scene, but Lan Xing only frowned, showing some obvious indifference and guard in his expression.

"Just now I saw you at the window looking for me, so I don't invite you in, forgive me." Rong Qiu smiled, "You are so curious about me, where did we meet?"

Lan Xing slowly put the wound medicine back to its original place, "Your voice... reminds me of a person. A shadow."

Rong Qiu was very interested: "Oh? What shadow?"

"A thing that is bartered, exchanged for equal value."

The color of Lan Xing's eyes gradually darkened, and his eyes focused on him, suddenly sharp, like a little wolf cub who has detected its prey, without any trace of his innocent and cute appearance.

"That's very interesting." Rong Qiu smiled, didn't make a statement, and remained calm.

Lan Xing also laughed: "What is God doing?"

"Please don't worry, I don't have any ideas, I just think it's interesting, so I came to see you." Rong Qiu said warmly, "Judging from your eyes, you feel the same way I feel about you. Although I don't know Where does that feel come from, but I have reason to believe that we'll find some more interesting things in each other."

Lan Xing still stared at him: "You know?"

"I know." Rong Qiu's voice was still gentle, even as gentle as a teaching teacher, "You disgust me, even hate and repel me. This feeling does not come from your behavior, but from you Myself, the first time I saw you, I knew that I hated you. This is very strange, I have always believed that there is no joy or anger for no reason in the world, so I also want to ask you, how do you feel?"

"You make me sick." Lan Xing said coldly, "But it's okay, it's bearable."

"Because everything in the world easily makes you feel sick? I understand." Rong Qiu nodded, "Then, I won't bother you anymore, let's take care of your wounds."