Don't Discriminate Against Species

Sticking to the true heart is the Tao, and mutual promises for life are the companions. For the cultivation world, becoming a Taoist couple is a very serious and unchangeable matter.It's not like ordinary people who divorce when they can't get along, and remarry whoever is pleasing to the eye.The Dao formation ceremony in the realm of comprehension is to be witnessed by the Dao of Heaven, no matter whether you can live a million years or a thousand years, you can only let the Dao of Heaven witness one chance to become a Taoist partner.

Therefore, more and more cultivators who have come into contact with the culture of the human world almost all like to prove their identities in the human world and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate, but they dare not hold the ceremony of knotting lightly.

Because the life of a cultivator is too long, the temptation of the world of mortals is too great.

That's why everyone felt that Zhuang Qing was going to hold a knot ceremony with a dead demon cultivator, which shocked the comprehension world so much.

But this shock was nothing after they saw Fu Li in the corridor.The cultivation world can refine puppets that are similar to real people, but these puppets have no thoughts and souls, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be like this "Fu Li" in the corridor, with a lively tone and a bright smile like a living person.

But they saw Fu Li's death with their own eyes, how could they come back to life?

Seeing that these cultivators were obviously shocked in their hearts, but kept smiling on the surface, not daring to show any strange expressions, Fu Li thought, fortunately these cultivators are not actors, otherwise the entertainment industry would be finished, this expression is too exaggerated.

"Dear friends, you have come from a long way. You have worked hard. Please take your seat in the inner hall." Fu Li tidied up his wedding clothes, walked to stand beside Zhuang Qing, held hands with him, and greeted everyone. posture.

Poor cultivators, they opened their mouths but didn't know what to say.Even if they don't believe it anymore, they have to admit that Fu Li standing in front of them is alive, not a puppet, nor the projection technology of the human world.

At this moment, they couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, whether they were dreaming, or entered some kind of terrible illusion.

The head of the Pastoral School looked down at Zhuang Qing's and Fu Li's hands, and there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, which turned into a word of congratulations.

Why Fellow Daoist Fu Li came back from the dead is a matter that no one understands, but no one can ask.There is no way to resurrect the dead in the world, if there is, it must be a huge price to pay, they would rather not ask, maybe this way their conscience can be more peaceful.

"The two of you are a couple of gods and immortals. I wish you an eternal heart and love forever." The head of the pastoral school gave a big gift to Fu Li. This obeisance is to thank him for saving his life.

Fu Li returned a half salute with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation: "Please enter the inner hall to sit."

"Thank you." The head of the Pastoral School saluted again before leading the disciples to the inner hall.The carved corridors and painted buildings in the Jinfei Palace, the waiters made of using utensils are lifelike, if they are not silent and lifeless, the idyllic people will almost think that they are real people.

Immediately behind the Pastoral School came the Dragon Clan, which was different from when the head of the Qingxiao Sect held a big birthday. At that time, the Dragon Clan was extremely proud, and each clan only sent one representative. Everyone from old to young came here, but the expressions on their faces were like forcing a smile after losing money.

When they saw Fu Li, their reactions were stronger than those of the pastoralists. They even suspected that Fu Li standing next to Zhuang Qing was some kind of charmer who purposely turned into Daoist Fu Li to confuse Zhuang Qing. mind.

Fortunately, they still have reason and know that there are Suzaku, Bai Ze, Phoenix and other great monsters from the ancient times in the flying palace. big kids.

Qing Yan felt that if it wasn't for his disabled legs, he would have rushed down from the wheelchair now to check whether Fu Li was a real person.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Qing glanced at the dragons, turned around and reached out to smooth out the almost non-existent wrinkles on Li Fuli's clothes, "Fu Li and I are not fastidious people, after everyone is seated, you don't have to be polite, eat and drink well That's right."

Qing Yan forced a smile, glanced at Fu Li several times, saluted Fu Li, and asked the subordinates behind him to push him in.

Seeing that the future patriarch of the Qinglong clan didn't say anything, the other dragon clans didn't ask any more questions. After everyone entered the inner hall together, you looked at me and I looked at you, knowing each other's shock, but no one Speak first, as if whoever asks first loses.

The supposedly bustling reception hall was eerily quiet at this moment. The heads and elders of the various sects pretended to be deep and silent, and the Dragon Clan looked calm, as if they knew all the truth, but they just didn't want to tell others.

Seeing that the Dragon Clan and the major sects were not talking, the other casual cultivators also took out their mobile phones and swiped the forum with their heads bowed as if nothing had happened.

However, under their calm surface, there is a turbulent gossip hidden.

Anonymous host: The Dragon Emperor is about to hold a Daoist ceremony. The moment I saw his Taoist companion, I was shocked into a fool, but after being fooled, I became happy again.No matter what happened in the past two years, I wish the Dragon Emperor and his Taoist companion love forever.

This post caused waves in the forum, and countless cultivators were extremely curious, but after the anonymous poster dropped this post, it never appeared again, and the cultivators couldn't help but curse in anger.

"Hey." A casual cultivator sitting in the hall finally couldn't help laughing, his voice seemed to break the spell of the silence, everyone turned their eyes to him, as if everyone didn't have to be so embarrassing at last.

Poor casual cultivator was stared at by everyone so that his hands trembled. He accidentally crushed the screen of the fruit 15s he just bought. Holding the broken screen, his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

"Why are you so careless." The head of the Pastoral School smiled kindly, "Put your things away quickly, today is a big day for the two friends Zhuang Qing and Fu Li."

Others: Let's see, let's see, the topic can always be related to Fellow Daoist Fu Li.

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Zhuang Qing and Fellow Daoist Fu Li have been separated for so many days, and they finally got together. Today we want to make this knotting ceremony lively and festive." The head of the Qingxiao faction took the words and turned his head Going to see the Dragon Clan, "What do the patriarchs think?"

You are all aquarists, you must know some gossip, right?

"Master Zhao is right." Qing Yan said with a gentle smile, "Your Majesty and Daoist Fu Li have a very strong relationship. Seeing that their love has finally come to fruition, everyone in the Shui tribe is very happy."

There are two disciples of the Qingxiao Sect who are senior members of the management office, so they must have a clear understanding of the inside story.

All sects: The Dragon Clan's mouth is really tight.

Dragon Race: Renxiu really knows how to act and lie.

Loose cultivators: The head of the Qingxiao Sect and the Dragon Clan seem to know something.

The atmosphere at the scene fell into a strange peace, "I know you must know" and "Although I don't know, but I think you must know" these two emotions merged in the air, making all the practitioners unable to bear the hypocrisy. laugh.

The rising sun slowly rises into the sky and gradually moves towards the mid-heaven.

The guests had gradually arrived, and Fu Li and Zhuang Qing went to the back to change into the formal wedding gowns. From the inner lining to the outer gown, each piece was personally refined by the elders, only the one around Zhuang Qing's waist didn't look very good The eye-catching jade pendant was carved out by Fu Li himself, and the runes were added on it.

Fu Li, who was spoiled and brought up since he was a child, knows something about refining equipment, alchemy, refining patterns, and drawing symbols, but he is not proficient. His skills may be considered top-notch in the current cultivation world, but in the ancient world, the great demon In my eyes, that is the level of kindergarten just learning to hold a pen.

But even so, Fu Li personally forged a pair of concentric pendants.

On the day he came back on the first day of the new year, he stood outside the carved iron gate and asked Zhuang Qing to open it for him.

Zhuang Qing stared blankly at him for a long time, then walked to the door with trembling hands and feet, forgot to press the electronic unlock button, and forgot to use the key, and pulled open the iron door, which crashed down.

Zhuang Qing didn't dare to reach out to touch the person in front of him, because in the past two years, he had seen Fu Li come back countless times, smiling at him standing outside the door.But not once, not even once, was true.

As soon as he reached out and touched him, he would vanish into thin air.

People around him said he was crazy, gradually no one in the comprehension world dared to mention the name Fu Li, until that day, a little fairy from the Shui Tribe pulled his sleeve and cried loudly, telling him not to die with Fu Li.

Seeing the little goblin crying incoherently, Zhuang Qing's heart felt empty and cold, but it didn't hurt.It's like immersing a wounded hand in icy water in the cold winter, and you won't feel anything if you get used to it.

From that day on, he resumed his usual routine, except that he would open the door of the bedroom every night and keep the light on in the living room.

He always thought that if Fu Li hadn't died, he would definitely be able to come back and find him.

One year later, on the day of Fuli's Memorial Day, he opened the passage to the underworld, took a ferry that had become a tourist ship in the underworld, passed the Wangchuan River, and arrived at the head of Naihe Bridge.

The Naihe Bridge is full of souls waiting to die, and there is a long row of self-drinking fountains installed beside Po Meng. Every soul must drink a glass of water when passing by before entering the pool.

There are no dark cauldrons or long spoons here, only tall, airtight soup pots that are almost invisible, filled with Mengpo soup.

Some souls were unwilling to drink the soup, and were forcibly poured down by the errand, and then dragged to the Rebirth Pond.Rebirth, rebirth, going to a new life, the past and the past will no longer matter.

When Po Meng saw Zhuang Qing, she sighed faintly: "Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor, I don't have the soul you want to see here."

She knew what Zhuang Qing wanted to ask, but she was just Meng Po from the underworld, and the underworld couldn't accept the souls of these big monsters, not to mention Fuli Daojun's soul was scattered, where did the soul come from?

Thinking about it, Zhuang Qing also knew it, but he couldn't accept it, and he held that absurd fantasy in his heart.

Sure enough, after she uttered these words, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor's face became even paler. He stared at Meng Po Tang in front of her in a daze. look.

She thought Zhuang Qing would cry, but he didn't.

"On the day of the ghost market, you said that drinking soup can remind you of your previous life. Is it true?"

"Really, do you want to drink it, Your Majesty?" Granny Meng got up to get the soup, and said to Zhuang Qing, "I said that night that there is a price to pay for drinking soup. But you are different, you have already paid the price gone."

In the previous life, Bo Lian exchanged a ray of merit for a promise from her.

If you meet Fuli reincarnated in the next life, let him drink the soup and remember the past.However, Bo Lian forgot that the past life is already different from this life, and he in this life is not willing to drink that bowl of soup at all.

The soup has been placed in front of Zhuang Qing. The colorless and tasteless soup, served in a green jade bowl, is full of mysterious allure.

Zhuang Qing shook her head: "No need."

Po Meng looked up at Zhuang Qing.

Zhuang Qing stood on the bridge, the wind blew the corner of his clothes: "Farewell."

Po Meng looked at the back of Zhuang Qing leaving, and put away the bowl of colorless and tasteless soup.

She thought, maybe this bowl of soup will never be sold.

Zhuang Qing didn't mention these things to Fu Li. After seeing Fu Li come back to life, Zhuang Qing woke up almost every morning, nervously glanced at Fu Li lying beside him, and reached out to touch him to make sure of the situation. Not dreaming.

"Zhuang Xiaolong." Fu Li changed into a Xipao and walked in front of Zhuang Qing, the bright red Xipao made his face red: "Do you think I'm so handsome?"

Zhuang Qing walked up to him, knelt down and straightened the corner of the robe for Fu Li, "Handsome."

Fu Li happily kissed him on the forehead, and when he saw Feng Ruizhong passing by, he raised his voice and said, "Uncle Feng, is the auspicious time here yet?"

"Don't rush, don't rush, there is still an hour!"

Fu Li sighed, why did it take so long?

He couldn't wait to make Zhuang Qing the dragon on his household registration.