Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Jiang Junyu always appears at critical moments, as he himself said: He is an important person who appears at a critical moment.

"Why is Shangxian so nervous? But is there any shameful thing that is inconvenient to say?" Jiang Junqian shook his bone fan and smiled.Shen Yuan followed behind him, at this time Shen Yuan was already swollen, pale, and gradually showing a ghostly look.

Song Xun, who was still sitting on the bed, was taken aback for a moment, and a Gulu climbed down from the bed, and ran to Shen Yuan without any shoes on: "You..." He looked Shen Yuan up and down, and found that Shen Yuan's feet were already transparent Status, "You are full of ghosts, what happened?"

Shen Yuan shook his head, pointed at the Nightmare Incense: "There is a price to be paid for lighting this incense."

"What are you doing with Nightmare Fragrance?" Song Xun really didn't understand what this person was thinking, and he rushed forward even though he knew it was dangerous.

"There are some things I want Mr. Song to understand clearly. Seeing that Mr. Song has almost forgotten, Wen Qin should remember some things." Actually, he didn't think much about it. Go take the refined ones.

Song Xun grabbed Shen Yuan's hand in a daze.What do you want to do?He is not an idiot, so he naturally knows the strangeness of this nightmare, and if he thinks about it carefully, what Shen Yuan wants to let him understand is not Shen Yuan's own thought.

Thinking back and forth, Song Nanchu turned his gaze to Jiang Junqian, frowning: "What the hell are you doing?"

"Brother Song should ask Shangxian Qinghuan about this matter." Jiang Junyu put away his fan, waved his hand, and pointed the fan at Qinghuan, the corners of his lips curled up, with a mysterious expression on his face.

Everyone in the room looked at Qing Huan who was standing on the side, even Lian Su who had just entered the door also looked at Qing Huan.

In fact, for ordinary people, at least they would blush.As for Qing Huan, she just laughed and didn't even roll her eyes around: "How do you ask me? This matter is..."

"Master!" The voice of the gatekeeper suddenly came from outside the door, "Master, there is a fairy boy outside asking to see you."

Jiang Junku pointed his fan at himself, his face full of doubts: "Please see me? People from the Celestial Clan are looking for me? This is..."

"No." The servant interrupted Jiang Junyu mercilessly, "I found it..." He looked at Qing Huan who was standing beside him smiling, "It's the Lord Shangxian."

Qing Huan raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "It's normal to find me." Then he walked out, leaving the crowd behind.

That little fairy boy really came in time, if not...Qing Huan touched the cheap jade pendant on his waist, exhaled lightly, and finally relieved the embarrassment.

Going out, there really was a little fairy boy standing outside the door.That little fairy boy was wearing a red robe, with a red hair band on his head, and even holding a red book in his hand, the whole thing was red.

Xiao Xiantong was plump and still young, she looked like a five or six-year-old child in the world, with a pink and tender smile on her face.Seeing Qing Huan strolling out of it, he bowed very politely as a salute.

"What?" Qing Huan was always reluctant to say one more word when talking with others, as if it would make a difference, but it was really a time when he was not in a good mood.People who are not familiar with him think that he is not very willing to communicate with others and is a cold personality, but those who are familiar with him are not willing to struggle with speaking.

"Shangxian." The little fairy boy looked small, but he spoke very maturely. "My fairy said, thank you for the help of Shangxian 300 years ago. This time, I will present you and the tenth palace's marriage book to repay your kindness."

Qing Huan took the red and bright book, and did not rush to open it to check, but raised his eyebrows and asked: "I and the Ten Palace? Didn't it mean that there is no marriage book in this Marriage Pavilion? Now this... is it a lie?" Ben Shangxian?"

The little fairy boy shook his head, grinned, the flesh on his cheeks was squeezed together, and his eyes were gone: "My fairy said that the Shangxian and the Tenth Palace were originally unmarried, but the fate of the Tenth Palace has changed. So we made the two of you together, which is considered to be the favor of the Shangxian."

"Tell your fairy..." Qing Huan returned the marriage book to the little fairy boy, "The person who originally went to the Ten Halls of the Immortal Tong will be engraved on the marriage stone in the future, but now a small marriage book, how can it be regarded as repayment? You Immortal Jia didn't think too much, without him, everything still went very smoothly."

The little fairy boy didn't make much excuses, and nodded: "The words of the Shangxian will naturally be passed on, but the book was given to the Shangxian by my immortal, and the little boy must not take it back."

Qing Huan frowned, seeing that the little fairy boy insisted on handing him the marriage book, he had no choice but to take it.

The moment he took it, Xiao Xiantong immediately turned around and left.

"Little boy, what is your fairy name?" Qing Huan held the notebook in his hand, and suddenly licked the corners of his lips.

The little fairy boy turned around with difficulty, his eyes the size of rice grains were full of pride: "My immortals often call me Ayong."

Qing Huan nodded thoughtfully: "You can bring back a word for Ben Shangxian."

"Shangxian, please tell me." The little fairy boy called Ayong made a bow.

"The previous life obsessed with the future life to become a demon, please treat those who are immortals kindly." Qing Huan pursed her lips, and suddenly smiled, her brows and eyes were soothed, quite gentle.This kind of Qing Huan seemed to be too dazzling, that little fairy boy Ayong stared in awe.Although his eyes were only the size of rice grains, they were as big as chess pieces at this moment.Well, naturally it is a black pawn.

Probably because this appearance was too funny, Qing Huan couldn't help laughing for a while longer.

The little fairy boy came to his senses and backed up a few steps, hurriedly returning to the Nine Heavens.

Most of the people in the room are curious about what Qing Huan is hiding, and even more curious about what kind of person is looking for Qing Huan.

Therefore, when Qing Huan walked in slowly, everyone's eyes focused on him again, and they became more enthusiastic.

Qing Huan was calm, walked to the round table, poured himself a cup of tea, and began to drink slowly.

"You... don't you want to say something?" Song Xun took the lead and asked.

The main thing is that these things are too exhausting, and he seems to be involved in it, so naturally he wants to ask clearly the most.

Qing Huan raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Obviously pretending to be stupid but so what?If the person involved is unwilling to speak out, the others will not be able to force it out.If you are in a hurry, there are so many people here, and none of them is a match for this one.No matter how you think about it, you should never go against this person.

Song Xun frowned, then tilted his head, sat across from Qing Huan, and took the cup from Qing Huan's hand with one hand: "This is my room, please don't be so self-conscious?" And Jin, looked at Qing Huan with provocative eyes.

Qing Huan was not angry either, and pointed to the cup, propping his chin with one hand: "Ah Xun, that's what I drank."

"..." Song Xun threw the cup out as if throwing away stolen goods. The cup rolled a few times on the ground and hit Lian Su's feet.

Lian Su bent down to pick up the cup, feeling that the scene in front of her was extremely familiar.There was a blockage in my heart, and then the cup cracked in response.

She suddenly felt that the past was beginning to blur, and she could not even remember the faces of those people, but she only remembered the things about Song Xun that made her and Qing Huan die.It seems to be too long ago, who can remember what happened in the first life?Only those bitter endings make people feel sad and indignant.

This sound attracted everyone's attention.Lian Su got up and smiled, "My hand slipped."

Song Xun always felt that this was a terrible thing, why did the glass break?Can a porcelain cup be crushed with slippery hands?How slippery is that hand?

It happened more than 300 years ago, and there is nothing to worry about now.Lian Su felt that she should relax and be a magnanimous person.

"By the way..." Lian Su said suddenly, "I can't remember clearly, what happened to us in our first life?"

When Lian Su said this, Song Xun also nodded.I also don't remember him clearly.The two looked at Qing Huan together, and found that Qing Huan didn't look like what he wanted to say, so they went to look at Shen Yuan one after another.Shen Yuan smiled bleakly, and stared at Lian Su for a long time: "You are..."

No wonder he couldn't recognize him, Lian Qing in his impression is not what Lian Su looks like now, it's quite different.

Lian Su was surprised and pointed at herself: "Me? Lian Qing, Gu Zhiyuan's queen."

"Empress?" Shen Yuan was even more surprised, and couldn't even believe it.Indeed, the faces of Song Xun and Qing Huan have not changed much, but Lian Su's face is not the same at all.

Song Xun took up the conversation: "It's strange to say that Qing Huan and I have never changed in appearance in three lifetimes, why did she..."

"Maverick." Qing Huan pursed his lips and explained.

This explanation makes no difference with and without.

Shen Yuan frowned: "If you are the empress, then...you don't want to know what happened back then."

It is cruel to say that among so many people back then, the most innocent and miserable one was this queen.

"How do you say it?" Lian Su was even more curious now.

"Back then, I only remembered that the Lian family was uprooted, and I didn't know what happened after that. At that time, I was guarding the frontier." Shen Yuan talked about the whole thing in a few words, and finally regained her mind, knowing how to avoid the important and ignore the important. up.

Song Xun pondered for a while, thinking of the scene in the dream, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes looked at Qing Huan from time to time.

He should be clear that the past is really the past and should be discarded.But he knows better that what can be discarded should not be called the past.

Lian Su feels that the past seems to be a secret, a secret that no one can tell, which makes people anxious.

Jiang Junyu, who stood aside and kept silent, felt like an outsider, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a white barrier separated Shen Yuan, Jiang Junyu and Lian Su, and Song Xun and Qing Huan were entangled in it.

"Wait for the years to swell..." Qing Huan said suddenly, with white fluorescent lights lingering on his fingertips, "I wish to listen to this flashy and chaotic world with you."

No one could understand these words except Song Xun, and of course no one heard them.

The memory seemed to open the gate, pouring down, drowning him...