Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Following behind the leading fairy boy, Song Xun was still in a daze, and his steps were staggering, very unsteady.

"From today onwards, you are the fairy boy of Shangchen Palace. If you behave yourself, you can still be promoted." The fairy boy who led the way looked aloof, and looked up when he spoke.

Song Xun curled his lips, slandered a few words, and then followed closely, smiling: "Hey, Immortal, let me ask you something?"

Xiantong glanced at Song Xun and snorted softly, "Ask."

"I, this... didn't I die? How did I become a fairy?" Song Xun asked a little awkwardly. After all, which normal person doesn't die and go to the underworld?

Xiantong smacked his lips twice, with a rather deep meaning: "Well, it's probably because you have accumulated virtue and become a fairy. But..." He glanced at Song Xun as he spoke, "Aren't you a training center? If he does, he can only become a little fairy boy."

What he said made Song Xun stunned for a while, he thought for a long time, when did he accumulate virtue?Why doesn't he have any impression?Is it just because he died to save a little girl who fell into the water?

Well, he doesn't understand the thinking of a fairy, even though he is already a fairy now.

The heavenly court is different from the heavenly court in the human painting book, there are no clouds and mists floating around, and there are no immortals flying around. Looking around, the surrounding area is empty, and occasionally there are a few palaces looming.

"Here we are." The guiding fairy boy stood still, standing in front of a palace.

When Song Xun saw the empty doorway, he was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at the door with only a plaque on it, with the three big characters of 'Shangchen Palace' impressively written on it.

"This..." Song Xun originally wanted to ask which god's mansion this is, why is it so... well, it's desolate, it doesn't even have a stone lion, it's not as good as his home in the world.Unexpectedly, before he could ask, the fairy boy who led the way had already flown away on a cloud, without the slightest intention of stopping.

Looking at this situation, Song Xun always felt that his future life, oh no, the immortal life might not be too smooth.If you want to get promoted, I'm afraid it will be very difficult.

Full of grief, Song Xun walked into this desolate mansion.

There is a saying in the world that "gold and jade are outside and gold and jade are inside", but Song Xun, who entered the mansion, felt that the phrase "besides failure and gold and jade inside" may have to be used in the future.

He never thought that looking at the desolate front door, it would be like changing a place once he entered the door.The road is made of jade, exuding Yingying light.The courtyard is very large, and plum blossoms are planted all over the courtyard. There is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter in the sky, so the plum blossoms will not fall for a hundred years.Walking forward, there are several scattered small courtyards, and the courtyards are far apart and connected by corridors.There were very few people coming and going in the yard, Song Xun looked carefully for a while, but there were only two or three scattered people.Going forward is a big lake. There is a pavilion in the center of the lake, and there is a person in the pavilion.

Song Xun stood there dumbfounded.

That person, even though he was far away, he just knew that person, he knew that person.

I don't know if it's because of becoming a fairy, Song Xun's memories of previous lives all returned to his mind, even he did not miss it when he was a ferryman in the underworld for a while.

So, he fled cowardly.

After running for a while, Song Xun slowed down.He is not very familiar with this mansion, so he is now in a lost state.Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to find the way back, and he even felt that the sooner he found the way, the better.

He patted his stiff face, wanted to laugh but couldn't, wanted to cry but didn't seem to have any sad things to make him cry, so he could only keep his expression stiff again.

That person is Shangshen, he can't even touch it or even see it, even looking at it from a distance seems to make him embarrassed.

He used to think that he should hate that person, but now that he has recovered the memory of previous lives, it seems that he should hate not Song Xun but the God.But, that God, even after being treated like that by him, the third generation still repays evil with kindness.

Oh, what else did the god say?It seems that he is sorry for him, right?Song Xun should say this, not him, right?

So, is this God?

Then he, Song Xun, is really... shameless.

Walking, Song Xun turned back to the main courtyard, the courtyard full of plum trees.And that Shangshen was sitting under the plum tree, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

Song Xun seemed to have seen the Shangshen a long time ago. At that time, his name was Wang Ti, and the Shangshen was called Hengjing.At that time they were close brothers and they talked about everything, even though he was the one who talked all the time.