My friends are all over the world

Originally, Lin Xin had returned to the Six Realms and turned into a four or five-year-old child who no longer remembered the past. His friends were afraid of disturbing him, so they didn't dare to come to him intentionally for fear of disturbing him.

Finally, when Lin Xin grew up ten years later, he happened to remember the past again, so in the past few days, except for his daily practice, he stayed with his friends.

Gu Yuan seemed to be busy with his own affairs, so he couldn't be with him all the time.

After finishing morning class today, Lin Xin stayed with Xiao Nu.

Lin Xin propped his head up, fiddling with the copper pot on the stove.

He picked up the copper pot, refilled the teacup, and said, "Next year, I will go to Xitian with you."

Over the past few decades, Xiao Nu has become much taller than before.

Sitting in front of Lin Xin, it didn't look like a yellow civet cat, but a fierce tiger.

He doesn't look like a barbarian, let alone Huaixu - if he looks like him, Xiao Nu may never look in the mirror.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Lin Xin can vaguely see the appearance of the former barbarian between his brows and eyes.

Xiao Nu took a sip of tea: "Immortal Monarch can cultivate with peace of mind, it won't be too late to go again after ascending again, A Niang won't mind."

"Alright." Lin Xin smiled, and asked again, "At that time, Gu Yuan didn't have much time to take care of you. When I left, I left him a letter and told him that if he couldn't take care of you, he would entrust you to me." Fugui, I told Fugui about this before, did he treat you well?"

Xiao Nu didn't put down his teacup, and took another sip of hot tea: "The Emperor and Fu Guizun have treated me very well."

"Now? What are you doing?"

"It's all about being a small clan king in the demon world."

"very good already."

The cat's tail, which Xiao Nu was suppressing tightly, popped out from behind.

Lin Xin was taken aback: "Huh?"

Xiao Nu covered her face, revealing a pair of cat ears: "I'm used to it, don't be offended by Xianjun."

"No, no." Lin Xin tried hard to hold down the furry hand that he wanted to touch, "You've grown up, you can't touch carelessly."

Xiao Nu paused for a while, then put back the cat's ears and tail.

He wiped his face, and said casually: "I am in the demon world, under the jurisdiction of the demon king Hu Rong."

"He left the seclusion?" Lin Xin remembered that when he left, Hu Rong was still in seclusion.

"As soon as Xianjun left, he left the customs."

"Is it?"

"Originally, Hu Li and Hu Xianjun handled political affairs on his behalf. It has been a while since the king came out of customs, so he took over the matter again."

"Ah."

"After Xianjun left, he also helped find a dozen stone fragments."

"Then I'll thank him another day." Lin Xin nodded with a sincere expression, and didn't think of going anywhere else.

"Actually, he has always wanted to come to see Xianjun. At first, Xianjun didn't remember anything, and he didn't come here because he was afraid of disturbing Xianjun. Recently, he also wanted to come, so..."

"Just let you come over and find out first?"

"Xianjun, I work under him, so I naturally have to obey his order." Xiaonu smiled as before, "Then Xianjun, can he come over?"

Lin Xin sighed softly, and said: "Go back and tell him what I said to him back then, if he can do it, he is welcome to come to see me at any time; if he can't, it's better not to come, so as not to be disgusted with each other. "

The little slave said clearly: "I've made a note, and I'll tell the king when I get back."

Lin Xin raised his eyes to look at Fang Liang: "It's not that I'm unfeeling, I've been here for so many years, I don't have any intentions for him, so I shouldn't pull him to myself."

"Your majesty also understands that after leaving the customs, it seems to be better."

When the little slave was about to leave, Lin Xin also took a few gifts from the Qiankun bag and entrusted him to hand them over to Hu Rong as a thank you gift for his help.

Xiao Nu put away the gift, and finally mentioned it casually: "When Xianjun left, he sent letters to friends in the six realms, asking them to help, but he didn't send a letter to the king. Because of this matter, the king, It's been a little sad."

Lin Xin was slightly stunned, and then explained: "I didn't mean anything else. It was just that he was retreating at that time. I was afraid that if I disturbed him rashly and ruined his practice, it would be bad. He probably misunderstood."

Lin Xin turned back: "Wait a while, I'll write him a letter to explain."

He considered his words and wrote a letter to Hu Rong.

Finally, Xiao Nu went back with gifts and letters.

Xiao Nu came to him to stay for a day, Lin Xin tidied up and started to do evening classes.

Gu Yuan pieced back the stone of his original heart, and his cultivation still needs to be repaired by himself.He can only be regarded as a mortal now, or a little stone demon, and he still needs to work hard to return to the position of fairy king.

His daily practice is to meditate and recite scriptures. He washed his hands and face, sat on the futon and began to recite scriptures as his master taught him.

His master Yushu Immortal Venerable only ascended when he was about to die, and Lin Xin's requirement for himself is - as long as he can fly.

Gu Yuan has already made a plan, if he can't ascend, feed him a few bowls of dragon's blood until he becomes immortal.Lin Xin felt that he might be burned to death by the dragon's blood first.

While meditating, a piece of emerald feathers flew in front of him.

It belongs to Xiaoqueer.

Lin Xin didn't have any magic skills, and he only recovered his memory in the past few days. Kunlun is far away from Yue Kingdom, and he hasn't had time to go back to see it.

Xiao Que'er said: "Xianjun, I'm outside Kunlun Mountain. If it's convenient for Xianjun, can you come with me? Your Majesty wants to see Xianjun for the last time."

Lin Xin stopped meditating, picked up the Qiankun bag and went down the mountain.

It happened that the second senior brother was living in Wu, and he didn't have any magic skills, so he asked the second senior brother to take him there.

The young man in green clothes was standing outside the mountain gate, and Lin Xin hurriedly stepped forward, "Little Queer?"

"Xianjun, you are back." Xiao Que'er tugged on his sleeve, and was about to go out, "Your Majesty is seriously ill, and he probably won't be able to make it through. He wants to see Xianjun, so I'll come and have a look."

"Walk."

Xiwu led them there.

On the way, Xiao Que'er glanced at Lin Xin worriedly: "Has Xianjun fully recovered?"

"Not yet." Lin Xin sighed, then changed the topic, "How is Ah Zhen?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature."

Also.

Calculating carefully, it took Gu Yuan more than [-] years to travel the six worlds to find the stone fragments; it took another [-] years to carefully put together the stone fragments; and Lin Xin grew up from a five-year-old child to the present, Another ten years passed.

Many years have passed, and the former high-spirited young emperor should be very old.

Soon they arrived at Langya, the capital of the Yue Kingdom, and Xi Wu pointed to the high tower: "Junior Junior Brother, I will wait for you there, come and find me when you are about to come out."

Lin Xin nodded and thanked him.

The little bird turned into an old man.

He explained: "I am with His Majesty, so naturally I have to cooperate with him."

Xiao Que'er conjured up a bamboo hat and handed it to Lin Xin: "The Immortal should cover it up, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Lin Xin put on the bamboo hat, Xiao Que'er led the way, the guards did not dare to stop them, and the two entered the emperor's bedroom together.

Several princes were waiting in front of the sick bed. Behind the heavy curtains, a figure sitting on a soft pillow could be vaguely seen.

Xiao Que'er turned away the others and directly opened the curtain to let Lin Xin in.

The old man on the bed had just survived a winter, his face was thin, his eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was even.

Lin Xin walked to the bed, took off his bamboo hat, looked down at him, and called out, "Ah Zhen."

Lin Zhen raised her eyes, her cloudy eyeballs moved, and after seeing Lin Xin clearly, she suddenly had some joy on her face, and shouted angrily, "Xianjun."

Lin Xin nodded, sat down beside him, and wiped his face with his sleeve.

After Lin Zhen got old, although she lost weight, she still looked like a dignified emperor.

Lin Zhen twitched the corners of her mouth, and forced a smile: "It's good that the fairy is not hindered, it's still the same as before."

Lin Xin also smiled at him, and asked, "Have you taken any medicine?"

Lin Zhen smiled and said, "It's too old to take medicine anymore."

He didn't want to talk about it again, and turned his eyes to Xiao Que'er: "Is there still sun outside?"

Little Queer nodded.

Lin Zhen said: "Then go out for a walk, okay?"

Xiao Que'er pushed the wooden wheelchair over, Lin Zhen stood up against Lin Xin, and sat on the wheelchair.

Lin Xin pushed him out of the bedroom.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Go to the tower and have a look."

Lin Xin followed the memory of the past, and slowly pushed him to the palace wall and the tower.

Passing through the Xianjun Temple, the Xianjun Temple was renovated a few years ago.

Lin Zhen knew that something happened to Lin Xin, so she wanted to accumulate some merits for him in the human world and help him too.

The Xianjun Temple is magnificent and magnificent, and it is only opened when offering sacrifices.

Lin Zhen took a look and felt something: "It shouldn't be easy for Xianjun to bring all the civil and military officials here to sacrifice these years."

Lin Xin comforted him: "It's all over, it doesn't matter."

Next to the Xianjun Temple is the royal sacrificial platform.

Lin Zhen glanced at the stone platform again, and said softly, "Grandpa's memorial tablet is also inside."

"Your grandfather..."

"When I was one hundred and two years old, I went there in a dream. I was free from illness and disaster, and it was joy and mourning."

When Lin Zhen talked about this matter, she also looked very open-minded.

Then Lin Xin pushed him up to the high palace wall and tower.

There are thousands of households in Langya under your feet, and now it is approaching the West Mountain, the people in the city have all gone home, and the streets are somewhat deserted.

Lin Dao said: "Our side has traveled all the way, the people of Yue are very good, you have worked hard."

"I used to promise the immortals in the Xianjun Temple of Zhenshui Village, and I will spend all the people in the world." Lin Zhen sighed, "It's a pity that my life is too short, I have too many things to do, and I haven't had time to do them all. over."

Lin Zhen was sitting in a wheelchair, Lin Xin was sitting in the battlement, the two faced each other, and the breeze blew between them.

Among them, the long years passed, but there was a faint connection in the dark.

"I still remember that in the golden palace of Wu Kingdom, I first received the heavenly book and said that I would ask the fairy to give me more advice. I also said that when I was seven or eighty years old, I would ask the fairy to remind me from time to time." Lin Zhen looked at him, "It turned out that the fairy left For decades, I have not been guided by Xianjun, and I often feel at a loss."

Lin Xin thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and stroked his temples: "You have done a good job."

Lin Zhen asked with a smile: "Then I was taught by Xianjun, the best child?"

Lin Xin had a sore nose, and nodded quickly: "Yes, of course you are the best child."

As soon as he said this, he heard the neighing of the horse under his feet.

An old general, who had not removed his armor, came rushing forward, followed by a small escort team, dismounted in front of the palace gate, and strode into the palace city.

Lin Zhen said: "I called him back and told him about the frontier defense. It was not easy for him. He started as a pawn, and he was appointed a general when he was almost fifty. I used to say that he only has the ability to guard the city gate. Now it seems that, It is my fault."

He said to Lin Dao, "I don't recognize him anymore, it's Shen Nianjun."

"It was him."

Speechless for a while, Lin Zhen raised her eyes and looked at the setting sun approaching the western mountain.

"Xianjun, I have no regrets in my life. But if I can go back to the past, I still want to go back."

Lin Zhen turned her head and looked at Xiao Que'er who was standing not far away.

"I don't remember much about things recently. What I remember most clearly is the wedding event held in Zhenshui Village, the marriage between Mr. Shen and Mrs. Song."

"Grandpa was talking to the elders in the village in the courtyard of Shen's house, Xianjun was sleeping on the table, and there were many familiar people."

"Little Que'er and I were playing in the river by the village. I was still holding up my skirt, and Xiao Que'er called me 'Sister Zhen'."

"With Grandpa and Xianjun here, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"It would be great if I could stay in that afternoon forever."

"I really want to be self-willed sometimes." Lin Zhen raised her hand and pointed at the setting sun tremblingly, "I really want to tell it to stop and wait for me."