Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

The wild entrance is in the deepest part of the foggy forest, faintly visible, and no one knows how such an entrance exists.

Fuxi walked alone on the wild land, step by step, probably because he used some magic technique, a buddha lotus was born under each footprint, but the buddha was not in full bloom, but a bud, golden It doesn't shine brightly in the sun, which is very weird.

He took two steps, and then slowly turned his head to look at the golden lotus buds in his footprints. After looking at them for a long time, he suddenly laughed: "What is this?" Then with a wave of his hand, the lotus buds in the footprints disappeared, but still After a while, the buds appeared again.

He pursed his lips, ignored the bud, turned his head and continued walking, aimlessly as if walking.No one in the whole wilderness is more familiar than him, but no one watches it with him.That's right, in a place like Manhuang, who else is willing to stay besides him?

"Daizi, are you unwilling to wake up because it's not good to be wild?" Fuxi said to himself, and then laughed at himself, "Ah, I'm talking to myself again."

Manhuang is so big, everyone thinks that Fuxi is living happily here, in fact, he is living well, but not very happy.

There was a slight movement at the barrier, Fuxi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, raised his hand and waved, the originally sunny day suddenly turned cloudy, thunderous, as if it was going to rain.

As soon as the four of Qing Huan and his party stepped into the wilderness, it began to rain. The big raindrops fell and hit the four of them very painfully.

Jiumu let out a 'huh', raised his eyes inexplicably, and then raindrops hit his eyes and forehead: "What's going on?"

"What happened?" Xue had never been to Manhuang, so he didn't know what Jiumu was wondering about.

Jiumu pursed his lips: "The reason why the wilderness is called the wilderness is not only because the wilderness is the place where the ancients lived, but also because it has never rained in this place, and it is so dry that it is impossible for ordinary people to survive in this place." .”

"But..." Xue pursed her lips, "There are trees here too."

"It's only a few years, and it will be gone soon." Jiumu shook his head, "It was planted by Fuxi for himself, but for the sake of beauty."

"Is it true that Fuxi wants to rain?" Xue smacked his mouth, then laughed, "It's just a rain, what can happen? Maybe it's just Fuxi's whim... Or, he knew we were coming, So it's going to rain?"

Jiumu gave an 'en', although he was still puzzled, but what Xue said was not unreasonable.What kind of person is Fuxi? Jiumu feels that no one in this world knows Fuxi better than her. She has been living with Fuxi since she became conscious in the first half of her life.Therefore, most of her childhood memories are related to Fuxi, so she naturally wants to know more about Fuxi.

See more, think more, ponder more, and naturally understand more.Of course, this was Kume's own idea.

"Don't think too much." Di Xin stretched out his hand to hold Jiu Mu's hand, "Shidian is right, think about things simpler, and don't be so afraid."

Qing Huan also nodded, then looked at the rain curtain in front of him, reached out to catch some, and put it to his mouth to taste it: "It tastes very ordinary, and the smell is also normal, it should be ordinary rain. Fuxi may be bored."

"..." Xue was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid that there is something wrong with this rain? You just tasted it like this, you are really..." He was a little angry, this man pressed himself when they didn't know it idea to do things.

Qing Huan smiled and nodded: "Didn't you say everything? There is nothing wrong with this rain."

"Don't trust me inexplicably in this kind of place!" Xue Zhen was very helpless, and stretched out his hand to grab Qinghuan's earlobe, "Why do you always believe in different places?"

"Let's go." Qing Huan pulled Xue's hand, "It's just a rain, where did so many thoughts come from?"

It was just a rain, which almost became an obstacle to stop their progress.It's just a rain, it seems that as long as there is no specific situation, the most ordinary things seem to be different here, which is frightening.

"You came here specifically for me?" Although it was a questioning tone, Fuxi seemed to have a plan in mind, and he even specially transformed a house with a central aisle surrounded by water.He sat on the aisle in the middle, with a stove and boiling water in front of him, "Hurry up, have a drink?"

"Okay." Jiumu nodded, and sat down first, sitting opposite Fuxi, "We haven't sat face to face like this for a long time."

Fu Xi smiled: "Is it raining outside?"

"Yes." Di Xin answered, and then sat down, sitting on the right side of Jiumu, opposite to Fuxi, and the two were facing Fuxi, "It's very difficult."

"Rain is actually a ritual to cleanse the soul, the most common ritual." Fuxi raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Xue, "The ten halls of the underworld? It's the first time we meet. It's exactly the same as the rumors, and the appearance is not like ordinary people." Same." Then he smiled softly, "If a man has grown up like this, if he has not been in love for a lifetime, then he has been in turmoil all his life. I don't know Tenth Highness, what do you think?"

Xue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at the man sitting upright in front of him, it was not majestic, but it always made him feel inexplicably stressed.Mostly, I still have some respect for people like Fuxi in my heart, after all, it is the existence of God the Father.

"Generally, I don't have any special feelings." Xue pursed his lips, unconsciously moving a little closer to Qing Huan.

"How do you say it?" Fuxi didn't intend to let go of Xue's appearance, "how ordinary?"

"Life is unsatisfactory in this world. Crossing the Naihe bridge and drinking Meng Po soup and falling into reincarnation is what a person will experience. But I, as the tenth palace of the underworld, although I am disturbed, I don't have to suffer from this reincarnation. If there is a loss, there must be a gain, and the two balance out, so it is normal." Xue is good at long speeches, and he didn't have long speeches for a while when he was Wen Zhishu, but after becoming the Tenth Highness, he has many opportunities to teach. My own subordinates did not miss long speeches.

Fuxi nodded, gave a soft 'oh', and then smiled: "The water is boiling." He reached out and took down the kettle, and then poured water into the cups one by one, which contained the tea leaves prepared in advance, "No If you understand these things, you just have nothing to do, don't mind."

Di Xin nodded: "Wen Quxing's tea art is very good, you can talk to him later." He always smiled when he spoke, as if he came here just to chat with Fu Xi.

Till now, Qing Huan didn't say a word, and didn't want to speak.In his view, off-topic conversations are meaningless and can even be said to be a waste of time.

"If..." So, after these people chatted for so long, Qing Huan finally couldn't help but speak, "If we're done talking about the daily life, can we start the topic?" He just stood up straight , the expression is not cold and hard, there is even a smile on the corner of the lips.

Fuxi smiled: "Before we start the topic, let's drink a cup of tea." Then, he pushed the cup to everyone's face, "I'll come first." After drinking it all, he gestured to the four people with the empty cup for a moment.

Jiu Mu took a deep look at Fuxi, touched the cup with his hand and finally did not pick it up: "I don't like tea, you know that."

At the same time, Di Xin waved his hand, expressing that he didn't like drinking tea either.Xue and Qinghuan, on the other hand, drank it all down without any hesitation.

"It's finished." Both Qinghuan and Xue gestured with their empty cups, "So, can we start?"

Fu Xi nodded, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of 'please': "What do you want to do?"

"How can I get rid of the curse of the Ten Palaces of the Underworld?" Xue bluntly put forward the problem he most wanted to solve, "The curse has to follow me for the rest of my life?"

"It's impossible to get rid of it." Fuxi shook his head, "You are born with something, and you have to lose something as you said. Since you have sat in the tenth hall of the underworld, you must have something to lose." He pointed at Qing Huan, "It is precisely because he lost his favorite person that he became a god by fate. Even if there is no Di Zhi to do something in it, there will be other people."

Qing Huan pursed her lips: "It was Dizhi who turned into an expert and told me about the so-called fairy grass. It was he who took Wen Zhishu's body away, and he tricked me into swallowing that fairy grass. The so-called fairy grass Immediately becoming an immortal is just a lie, and the so-called eternal life is just a means of deception." Qing Huan understands this very well, better than anyone else.However, at that time, he didn't understand, and he was only thinking about how to be with Wen Zhishu. What he didn't know was... It turns out that the people in the underworld and the people in the heaven are always in two worlds.

"I'll come to the next question." Jiumu stood up, "Daizi...I mean, where is my mother?"

"Still lying down." Fuxi bent his fingers and tapped his knuckles on the wooden tabletop, "I can get countless hearts for her, but I can't bring her back to life." This was the most powerless thing he felt. I can do anything for Daizi, but I can't save Daizi again.

So... what's the point of what he did?

"Where's Yuan?" Xue pursed his lips and sorted out his emotions, "Where did you take him?"

"He?" Fuxi asked back, "His existence is the reincarnation of emotions in this world. He has lived for tens of thousands of years. It is time to reflect his value."

"What do you mean?" Mr. Xue felt that this was not a good thing, "I don't understand."

"You will understand." Fu Xi nodded, and then looked at Di Xin, "Thank you for your hard work. You have been hiding with the Buddha of the Western Paradise all these years, and you even changed your face."

Di Xin shook his head: "Your words have changed, and you used to be considered God the Father. Something happened, right?"

"The so-called reversing time, changing the past..." Jiumu stretched out his hand to pull Fuxi, but halfway through the stretch, he timidly retracted it, "Didn't you do it?"

"It's just my own opinion, I'm just Fuxi, I can't do anything." Fuxi shook his head, and then laughed, "Some things, if you can't do it, you can't do it."

Can't do it... just can't do it.

"It's raining..." The house suddenly disappeared, and the rain outside fell on everyone, "The ancient gods will eventually fall..."