On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

middle earth.

Xilong.

This is the westernmost place in Middle Earth. It is barren and quiet, and beyond the sea is the even more desolate Western Wilderness Continent.

Thousands of miles of dangerous mountains and bad waters, only a few mortal villages,? They have stayed here since ancient times,? Generations.They can't get out, and outsiders can't get in.

Because the aura is thin and the miasma is strong, there are not many monsters in Xilong, but there are many ghosts and evil spirits. After a long time, evil spirits enter the body, and people who live there will get sick.

Heishui Village is such a village. People in the village are sick all the year round, and few people can live past 50 years old.

Moreover, it is often disturbed by ghosts. If it were not for the protection of ancient trees, Heishui Village would have ceased to exist.

But suddenly one day, a wandering doctor came to the village.

He looks like a young doctor traveling, tall and tall, with a peaceful temperament, carrying a medicine box, and always has a book rolled in his cloth bag.

Although he roamed around, his shoes, socks and sleeves were clean and turned white after washing, and his body smelled of strong medicinal herbs, which made the villagers like it after smelling the cold water and wind for a long time.

A few little girls especially, sang folk songs every day, and sent red dates and glutinous rice to the new traveling doctor.

The traveling doctor accepted them one by one and gave them herbal seeds.

Whose family has a headache? I also went to find a travel doctor. He gave them a free diagnosis and treatment, and only charged a bowl of rice. He would also give them medicine packs to exorcise evil spirits and ward off ghosts, and hang them by the window so that children and the elderly can sleep peacefully.

The villagers were overjoyed and respected him very much. Whenever they met someone, they would call him "Mr. Chen."

It's been five years in a flash.

Today, Mr. Chen also went to the mountains to collect herbs. He gathered the herbs carefully and stored them in earthen jars.

A child from the village who came to be his child asked, "Sir, are you going up the mountain today?"

"Yeah." Mr. Chen smiled lightly and patted his head.

"But it seems to be raining outside." The boy wrinkled his nose and took his hand. "It's so dark, sir, you can go tomorrow."

"can not wait anymore."

Mr. Chen just said so.

Xiaotong could only help him prepare the medicine box, but was told not to use it.Not only that, but his husband also began to test his knowledge of pharmacology, such as what to do if you have typhoid fever, what to do if your body has a fever, what medicine is in the jar, and what herbs grow nearby.

The little boy tried his best to recall, but he could only answer seven or eight.

Mr. Chen sighed, "Why can't I remember?"

The little boy scratched his head: "Sir, I will definitely remember next time." Anyway, the days are still long, so he can learn slowly.

The thunder outside became louder and louder, a flash of thunder split the hillside brightly, and the wind swept over the hills, and the patter was already touching the dampness.

Under Xiaotong's worried gaze, Mr. Chen pushed open the door.

Then he slowly left.

It's just that when the lightning flashed down, the little boy's eyes were dazzled, and he could vaguely see some ferocious claws and claws, as well as the falling off bluish white flesh.

Chen Xuan has always been a person who has a beginning and an end. When he said that he wanted to collect medicine, he really wanted to go to the top of an unknown mountain and pick that red leaf grass.

The shadow of the village can still be seen from a distance. It is at the end of a Heishui River.

When Fang Yuan arrived, he saw his back, looking into the distance, looking very calm.

The source of Shenchao's news about Chen Xuan was very hidden, so no one except Fang Yuan and Xiao Qing knew that he was here.

Although Mo Xiaofan came, he didn't have a chance to face him head-on.

Fang Yuan: "You guys wait outside, I want to talk to him alone."

After all, it was his karma, Xiao Qing smiled faintly, but she could only agree.

Now that Fang Yuan is here, Chen Xuan also knows that his voice is as steady as ever: "Brother, long time no see."

Fang Yuan noticed his medicine box: "The identity of your body is a doctor?"

Chen Xuan smiled: "I picked up this body at random, I don't know his original identity."

After coming out of the Bodhi Lighting Mirror, he has been paying attention to the trends in the cultivation world. After learning that Mahayana failed to encircle Phoenix, he completely left the ghost world and wandered in the human world.

Because the body will rot, he will replace it with a new corpse every once in a while, and then another place.

There are tens of thousands of refugees in the world, and the lives of mortals are worthless, who would care, so he managed to hide until now.

This place was the place he stayed the longest. For five full years, even if there was no catastrophe, his body would be dying.

Maybe it's a person who is about to die, Chen Xuan is willing to explain a little more: "Eldest brother may not know, my family is a scholarly family, my grandfather is a wandering doctor who hangs the pot to help the world, and my mother also knows medical skills, so I passed it on to me."

"It's not that I occupy others, but that I already have."

Fang Yuan hummed: "So that's the case."

When Chen Xuan came back to his senses, he also found it a bit ridiculous. He has become a ghost, so why should he care about this? Ghosts heal the living. He has never heard such a funny joke.

Compared with what he killed, the people in this village are just a drop in the bucket.

Chen Xuan took off the medicine box, put his hands on the top of his head and pulled it out, and the rotten corpse covered in a light coat was pulled out, and he threw it down the cliff at will.

He showed his true face, without shadow or breathing, his complexion was pale, and there was a deep red light in his eyes.

"Eldest brother, I can't kill you anymore." Chen Xuan said with a smile, "The catastrophe is about to begin, you still have time to do it now."

Fang Yuan said, "I won't kill you with my own hands. There is nothing to talk about as monks plotting against each other. You and I still have the friendship of the same sect. If you kill people by what you do, let the heavens take care of them."

No monk dared to say that his subordinates were innocent, and Fang Yuan would not say so, and there was no monk who would not be liquidated by the heavens, and would become a fairy if he survived, but become ashes after a catastrophe.

Chen Xuan laughed loudly: "Senior brother, you are really ruthless."

"Okay, since you want to end your karma like this, then so be it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thunder that had been brewing for a long time struck down with great force, obviously targeting this evil spirit who was proving the way by killing him.

Chen Xuan didn't sit still, he shouted loudly, his whole body was full of ghostly aura, he rushed down from the cliff, covered with lightning and thunder, and made a way out.

Soon the second thunder fell, easily splitting his ghost energy, piercing his arm, and his soul was burning, emitting an indescribable smell.

As a pure ghost, the possibility of surviving the thunder disaster is zero.

Those great powers in the ghost world did not come through the catastrophe, but they made great merit in the human world, or people with fame in the human world escaped in, so the talent of power is hard to shake.

Even Yang Heng, the hippest, died defending the country during his lifetime, and was hanged on the top of the city for three days in a deadly battle.

……

As a tree, Fang Yuan is most familiar with being struck by lightning, so he was always calm when he saw Chen Xuan being struck by lightning.

But he persisted until the last sky thunder.

Obviously, Tiandao did not miscalculate him. According to the highest standard, he suffered four or nine days of calamity, the same amount as Xiao Qing at that time.

Only the intensity is different.

Finally, Tianlei brewed for a long time, Chen Xuan laughed silently, took a last look at Fang Yuan, and stretched out his hand, as if to grab something.

"boom--"

In the end, there is no redemption, and it turns into ashes and disperses.

The originally bloody and huge ghost aura was completely smashed into smoke by the sky thunder, and the deep valley seemed to be colored, slowly showing a little green.

Chen Xuan was healing the villagers, but the evil spirit on his body could not be stopped by the smell of medicine, and it completely affected the surrounding environment for five years.

Half of the sacred tree that originally protected the village had withered.

Chen Xuan was dead, but the dark clouds lingered for a long time, as if hesitating about something.

Fang Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff, stretched out his hand, and released the wood spirit.

A vast vitality was injected into a radius of hundreds of miles, and the sea of ​​trees rippled, like a miracle, condensing a beautiful, rich green like the best jade.With a flick of Fang Yuan's sleeves, the green spread outwards and fell with a crash, turning the ground black.

Not barren black, but fertile black soil.

The sacred tree in Heishui Village grew suddenly and became the eye of this invisible "potential". As long as it is there for a day, the surrounding environment will always maintain vitality and gradually undergo qualitative changes.

Fang Yuan used this kind of power for the first time, and he hadn't figured out the boundaries of the heavens, so he didn't transform too much, but it was enough for the nearby creatures to survive.

The cheers of the villagers can be heard from a distance.

And at the price of such a gift, Fang Yuan gathered Chen Xuan's last remnant soul from Tianlei's hands.

"Boom..." Jieyun finally dispersed.

Fang Yuan hugged that trace of remnant soul, supplemented it with spiritual strength, and completely washed away all his bloody aura.

Finally, he broke off a hibiscus leaf, the vine leaf wrapped around his body, put it into the soul group, and let go.

...The light ball floated up, like a newborn baby, warm and bright, the instinct lingered in his palm for a moment, then was pulled by the hibiscus leaves and drifted away into the distance.

Turn back.

Fang Yuan watched him leave: "Goodbye."

It turned out that the soul of this body had already been reincarnated, and if they were not in the ghost world, they would not be able to meet after all.

It doesn't matter if you don't come across it, as a human being, you always want to walk the cycle of reincarnation cleanly.

No fetters, no obsessions.

In this world, among all living beings, few can truly understand how important a soul is.Some gods can't ask for it, and they seek to return to the past. They usually use their long-term lives to observe the world and plant "hibiscus trees" like him.

It also has another name, Fang Zhouzi.

Fang Yuan turned his flute, looked at the gray sky, and smiled slowly.

……

……

Apart from Fang Yuan sending Chen Xuan into reincarnation, those who were harmed by him were also attributed to him by Heaven.

Fang Yuan didn't care about it, he just went home with a big gift bag, went to Fengdu regularly, and saved all the lonely souls and wild ghosts.But the ghost world has not worked for so long, so don't want him to work for nothing. Those ghost kings all owe him a huge favor.

You can take it back whenever you want in the future.

But before that, he wanted to go back to Donghai to take a look.

"Let's go back to the Qingfeng Sword Sect." Fang Yuan turned his head with a smile on his face, "Go back and have a look."

"En." Xiao Qing walked behind him and held his hand.

Mo Xiaofan also had a nostalgic look in his eyes, and nodded obediently.

The autumn is bright and beautiful, and Wumu Xiaozhou still looks the same, but because of the Shangqing Xianzong, it has become more prosperous and lively.

It was autumn when Fang Yuan left, and it was also when he came back.

Going up the trail, you can see the mountain gate from a distance, two fireworks are set off, and the gongs and drums are loud, just like seeing it for the first time.It was still a young man who was beating the gong, with the same bookish look in his eyes.

Also called Big Brother.

But this time, he and "Mu Qiwu" walked aside, and at the end of the path, there was Qu Xiaoling in red.

There was a smile on the corner of her lips and eyebrows, and she was wearing the Taoist robe of the head of the sect, and said to him:

"You are back."

The author has something to say: Fang Fang is home~

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Fang Zhouzi is the concept of World Channel, probably a prop to reset the progress of the world.

big world view qwq

Tomorrow's update time is also postponed, the ending has to be written well woo woo qaq

感谢在2021-08-08?19:35:52~2021-08-09?20:12:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Qingqing, ice cream and black tea? 1 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：_壹軸?40瓶；星光?30瓶；澄.?25瓶；几分溺爱.?10瓶；XYHZHIC?5瓶；风生水起?3瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!