Xianghe

Yuan Qinghui was ruthlessly thrown out of the Shennong Hall, and before he could get up in time, he crawled towards the door of the hall again with hands and feet. The moment he was just thrown out, he seemed to hear the sound of bones smashing.He is a frail civil servant, and he has never suffered such an injury. If it was before, he would have been lying on the ground in pain and would not be able to get up. But at this moment, the pain in his body is nothing to him at all. , as if he was chasing his life, he headed towards the slowly closing temple door, behind him was a wild dog chasing him, salivating and baring his teeth, trying to take his life at any time, no, no, it had to be Go in, there is nothing chasing him behind him, behind him is - hell without you...

He recklessly walked towards the slowly closing door of the Shennong Palace, but no matter how hard he tried to crawl forward, he still couldn't change the fact that he had been abandoned by the Shennong Palace.

He saw the original form of the enchantment outside the Shennong Hall that he had never seen before. It was an enchantment that only those who were not welcomed by the Shennong Hall would see.

Yuan Qinghui was rejected by Shennong Hall forever.

He will never see that lofty Shennong star official again.

Yuan Qinghui's life has been ordinary.

He was born from a rich and noble family in a mediocre manner, and obtained fame in the examinations according to the wishes of his family, and became a fairy with his ordinary merits and virtues.

He has never lost anything in his life, and he has never gained anything, because he didn't figure out what he longed for in his life until he became a fairy.

Until this moment, the slender blue-white figure in front of him gradually disappeared before his eyes, until the door in front of him blocked him forever.

Until then, he felt a strong sense of longing that he had never felt since he was born.

etc!etc!Please don't go, in my whole life, I have never begged anyone, I have never longed for anything, because there has never been something I can't get, and there is nothing I long for from the bottom of my heart, but now I understand , I am so eager for you, so wait, wait, don't go.

I will practice martial arts well, and I will not be a civil servant who can only talk and spend time. I will become stronger until I can become your opponent. I will work hard to become a person who can make you look down on me, so please don’t go , please don't, shut me out...

Not only Shen Qinghui himself, but almost everyone who met him said that he is a person favored by God, a person favored by God, who can get what he wants without any effort.He will walk on the path expected by everyone in a stable manner, and he will always live in a wonderful future that the gods have woven for him with ease.

Even the miraculous event of being promoted to immortality, which in the eyes of ordinary people, is a miracle that the ancestors have accumulated eight lifetimes of blessings, is somewhat surprising but reasonable to those who are familiar with him.

What a lucky kid that is, his life from birth has always been effortless and easy, and he gets far more than he gives.

If he has always had such luck, even after becoming a fairy, his immortal life will not be too bad.

But he happened to meet Priest Siwen, because Priest Siwen said: "You should go and meet the pearl of the entire heaven, Shennong Xingjun."

He didn't know whether it was good or bad that he didn't hold back his curiosity to meet Shennong Xingguan. The bad thing was that since then his life no longer had the luck of the past, only the heart-wrenching heart that was constantly lost. Bitter, the good thing is, he met that person...

Destiny made Yuan Qinghui rise to immortality, and Xianghe made him fall into the mortal world again.

"People who can only grind their mouths are too boring." Those were the last words that person said before driving him out of Shennong Temple.

He had heard that although Shennong Xingguan is not a martial artist now, he ascended as a martial god together with the new Heavenly Emperor. I always thought a lot of unfounded worries, and I also wondered whether Shennong Xingguan would feel that he was boring because he could only write and write, and his level was average. To make that person happy, to make him feel less boring.

But in the end, all his worries became reality.

Yuan Qinghui was not Shennong Xingguan's first relationship. In fact, he had already heard about Shennong Xingguan before he was bewitched by Siwen to see Shennong Xingguan. There have been many dewy marriages. Men and women, young and old, men and women in the Heavenly Court, regardless of their names or not, as long as they look passable, have all had a brief marriage with Shennong Xingguan.

Therefore, when Priest Siwen urged Yuan Qinghui to meet him, he felt contemptuous and even disdainful towards that flamboyant priest.

But until I saw that person, on the high platform, just a back view was clearer and more dazzling than the jade platform he inherited, but when I turned around, the arc of my body movement was beyond Yuan Qinghui's cognition He felt that the women he had seen in the pepper house who had been taught every move since birth, their posture and posture were far inferior to the person lying on his side on the jade platform, whose body was unconscious when he was taking a nap slight sideways movement.

And when the man seemed to be vaguely aware of someone approaching, and turned sideways, his bluish-white sleeves swung lightly, bringing up the lingering clouds and mists around him, and Yuan Qinghui understood what a real exiled immortal is. posture.

The dazzling brilliance that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

That person didn't seem to take Yuan Qinghui seriously, also, at that time Yuan Qinghui's status was only enough to be of the same generation as the maid beside him.

Beside the man, there were altogether 36 maids on the left and right sides of the vast expanse, all of whom were first-class and stunning. If they were placed in the human world, they would be peerless beauties who could bloom for ten years.

He got up as if no one was there, and drew out the sword that was offered by a maid.

It was a very ordinary sword without any decorations on its body, and it was incompatible and simple with the magnificent Shennong Hall, which was second only to the Lingxiao Palace.

But the moment the man grasped the hilt of the sword, the blade released a sharp but not dazzling, soft but not harsh white light.

Yuan Qinghui stood just under the white jade stone steps, watching from a distance the one on the white jade platform above the stone steps who closed his eyes and was obsessed with the swordsmanship in his mind.

At that time, the distance between him and him was one hundred and eight white jade steps.

That was a peak that he could not cross anyway.

He stood at the bottom of the huge stone steps, watching the man fluttering like a cyan butterfly on the cloud-shrouded white jade platform, and when the sword moves became fierce, his free and easy throws were like a butterfly An eagle that does not restrain its sharpness.

And at a certain moment, when the man was dancing the sword, he glanced under the white jade platform, as if the eagle had found an interesting prey, as if the butterfly had found delicious honey.

Just like at this moment, as if he had found an interesting prey, he suddenly jumped down the Baiyutai that Yuan Qinghui could not pass, and his toes were on the stone steps three steps away from Yuan Qinghui. The tip of his sword seemed to be provocative or discovered The prey generally pointed at Yuan Qinghui, a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes gleamed brightly, and poured out Yuan Qinghui's urchin-like smile that Yuan Qinghui would never forget forever.

The iron marriage tree that Yuan Qinghui had worked hard for more than 20 years suddenly blossomed.

"The appearance is not bad, do you like this Xingjun?" That was the first sentence Shennong Xingguan said to him.

Yuan Qinghui still remembers the tone of that person when he spoke, the extremely frivolous and teasing words came out of that person's mouth but it was not vulgar at all, and he looked at a person he met for the first time with extreme complacency, but in Yuan Qinghui's eyes Come on, it all turned out to be so reasonable.

He nodded, and since then, he has become Shennong Xingguan's first love.

From the beginning, I knew that this was destined to be a dewy marriage, and then I worked hard to maintain the relationship so that the little dew would not be evaporated, and finally I was as humble as a dog raised by the official Shennong star.

In the end, the person who was tired of playing was kicked out of the Shennong Temple, completely cutting off that period. For the Shennong Xingguan, it was just a waste of time, but for Yuan Qinghui, it was enough for him to make subsequent sacrifices and sacrifices. An unforgettable memory of hard work.

Since then, Yuan Qinghui fell into the mortal world voluntarily, and started a new practice with the goal of martial arts.

The most important thing about becoming an immortal is chance. Some people, no matter how strong and profound their merits, can't soar if they don't have a fairy fate, but if they have a fairy fate, a child in the market can accidentally ascend to the ascension while eating a steamed bun.

And the fairy fate is also destined to determine which level of god you can become after you ascend.

Yuan Qinghui has the fairy fate of becoming the God of Literature, but the fairy fate is not deep. After becoming a fairy, he is just a tiny little fairy who can't even stand at the end of the outermost row of the Lingxiao Palace. If you want to advance, you have to go through tens of thousands of years of hard work, waiting for the gods standing at the front to make mistakes, so that the gods behind can climb to the top one by one in order, and if you want to stand like Shennong The star officials and other immortals are at the forefront, right under the eyelids of the Emperor of Heaven. With Yuan Qinghui's immortal position when he first ascended, he might not be able to survive several times.

So he chose to fall into the mortal world and start practicing again.

If the foundation in the human world is laid well, it is possible to become the person who stands at the forefront of the Lingxiao Palace as soon as he ascends, and become a high-ranking official who can stand alongside the Shennong Star Official.

But this time, he no longer wants to be a civil servant who can only write and write. He wants to become a military officer who can stand alongside Shennong Xingguan, so he chose a completely different path from before, and the practice of this path is better than last time. The road to becoming a fairy is ten thousand times more difficult.

Yuan Qinghui was born with the opportunity to become a god of writing, and he has always walked along this road very smoothly.Born in a scholarly family, he didn't study hard like others. He just flipped through the books when he got interested, but his literary talent and ideas came in bursts, which made him famous even when he was still underage.

And in the subsequent imperial examinations, even if he met two great poets who could be passed down through the ages, he would still be able to squeeze out those two and become the champion of the year by chance.

It is said that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. In terms of Wen's attainments, Yuan Qinghui knows that the water in his stomach is only just enough to get it on the table for a while, but if it is said that the level of singing through the ages, then he is It's far from enough, but he just has such luck. The two great figures who have been sung for thousands of years and were conferred gods by later generations failed to become the number one scholar, failed to ascend to become a god, but he, this half-baked guy, was lucky. The incredible guy who did it all.

And he only had the opportunity to become a god of writing. He had never walked the road of a god of war before, and he didn't know how to walk it. He went to the sky to see the obsession of the high-ranking Shennong Xingguan, he worked hard for a hundred years, and finally, on a sunny and rainy day, he soared as the number one martial god.

The day of his ascension coincided with Shennong Xingguan being demoted to the mortal world.

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