Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

In order to reshape the bodies of the three masters and apprentices this time, Xu Yun and the others almost took all the treasures of heaven and earth that could be found in the fairy world.

It might sound scary at first, but it's actually not that difficult.Looking at the Three Realms now, almost the two races of immortals and devils are good friends, and the two races of human and monsters are their own family members, and everything goes smoothly.

Now I can see the head of the demon king "resurrected from the dead", how many people celebrate and ecstasy, they don't need to come to ask for those rare things, they can't wait to send them to Snow Bone City one after another.

On this day, when Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan completed their personal cultivation, it was already sunset and the sky was full of red clouds.When the two opened their eyes, they looked at each other and smiled, showing boundless tenderness without saying a word.

Under Lin Lingqing's desperate persistence, the body of the little black wolf was not destroyed, but was warmed up safely and properly.After thinking about it, I know that in the future, it will be used by the devil and the queen to have fun in private.

Fang Zhiyuan was displeased, and said it was unfair, insisting that Lin Lingqing also accompany him to transform into a monster cub.

On the window edge, Zi Xiaoluan fluttered her wings and retracted her wings. It was Ji Shengzi who slipped out of Ziwei Pavilion again, and sternly said to the devil: "It's very good, now I'm missing you... Lin Lingqing, you want to change your life!" What living thing?"

Lin Lingqing squinted his eyes in the twilight, picked up a teacup from the desk and hit the bird with his hands, and said with a smile: "Fuck you."

The soul of the holy son in the previous life was annihilated, and the Jina who also sincerely called the demon king "Negqing" and said that he would make friends with him and show him the stars never came back.

After all, things in the world of mortals are rarely perfect. Fortunately, the past cannot be chased, and the future is still far away.

In fact, based on their age in this life, they are still immature young people, and there are more and more tomorrows waiting ahead.

"Report to Your Majesty."

Suddenly footsteps approached from outside, a demon cultivator knocked on the door of your lord's palace, and said outside the door, "A messenger from Jingui Palace is here, please see the head of Immortal Huangyang."

Lin Lingqing smiled knowingly, squeezed Fang Zhiyuan's wrist, and said in a lazy tone: "Oh... what are they doing seeing the lonely queen, are you robbing someone?"

"They... want to invite Immortal Huangyang to return to the Palace Master for the first time."

Both Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan were not surprised.Now that the soul of the fairy world has returned to its place, Fang Zhiyuan is expected by everyone, and Lu Kuifu has thrown away his position as the head of the fairy and ran away.

According to the two people's opinion, it would be good to switch between Xuegu City and Jingui Palace in the future.A few days later, they packed up and went to Liuhuazhou together.

Outside the gate of Jingui Palace, Mu Qingxue sat quietly, looking up at the white clouds flowing in the sky.The long wind blows through the branches of the osmanthus tree, and also blows Fairy Xuehuang's long hair.

In just over a year, she seems to have matured a lot.It seems that she has grown more than her previous life in a hundred years.

Maybe it's because a year ago, the break with her father, the death fight with Panyu, and the fall of her head became the sledgehammer that hit her; maybe it's because this year, the clouds that covered her peace were pushed away. , the people who sheltered her also stayed away one by one...

Or maybe, after the soul of the previous life returned to its place, some cruel truths were finally laid out in front of this fairy.She couldn't deny it, and couldn't escape it.

There was a shadow above her head, and Mu Xuehuang turned her head back, and she saw Fang Zhiyuan standing behind her against the light.

"Your Excellency," Mu Qingxue stood up abruptly, her face turning pale, "I..."

She quietly pinched the corners of her clothes with her fingers helplessly, and when she lowered her head, a strand of black hair slipped from her ears, "... Xuehuang welcomes you back to the palace."

Fang Zhiyuan pressed his eyebrows: "Are you waiting for me? What's the matter?"

Mu Qingxue pursed her lips, "The past life, the things my father did... someone has already told Xuehuang about it."

"When the soul returned to the throne in the previous life, my father was also affected. It is speculated that... when my father fell, he was within the range of the forbidden technique of rebirth, and because of his deep cultivation, although he died, he left behind a few broken souls."

"He remembered some things in his previous life, only a few. He...admitted that he had betrayed the Supreme Leader in the previous life, and that it was him...to repay kindness with revenge."

Fang Zhiyuan listened, his expression didn't even change a bit.He was waiting for Mu Qingxue to continue, but the latter couldn't continue, and could only murmur, "Your Honor, I..."

Lin Lingqing turned from the side, and the Demon Lord was still holding a freshly broken incense stick in his hand, and said to Mu Qingxue with a half-smile, "Fairy Mu, what are you talking about with Zhiyuan?"

"Is it to remind us that we still have this great hatred to avenge, and we haven't killed your father to vent our anger?"

"I...!" Mu Qingxue's face turned paler.

Lin Lingqing suddenly approached her, pushed Fang Zhiyuan back as if nothing had happened, and then lifted Mu Qingxue's chin with a laurel stick——

His phoenix eyes were bright, and he laughed softly, "Fairy Mu, have you seen Zhou Hai?"

Mu Qingxue was startled, she shook her head.

"Zhouhai is huge. No matter how strong the hatred you think, no matter how difficult it is to let go... If you throw it into Zouhai, it will be diluted into wind and fog by the boundless nebula."

"When we look down there, even the Panyu Realm is just a speck of dust; as for those past years, it's just a few drops of muddy water."

Mu Qingxue's eyes became more confused.

She looked at the Demon Lord in front of her, and at the Huangyang Immortal Head behind the Demon Lord.Clearly so close, yet ethereal like the moon in the sky, that was a level she couldn't touch.

But at the level that ordinary people can't reach, these two people can hold hands side by side.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at Lin Lingqing with a complicated expression, "Brother, why are you telling her this. She still doesn't understand."

Lin Lingqing smiled lazily: "I don't understand what to be afraid of now, your little Xuehuang will always grow up, Fang Xianshou."

He patted Mu Qingxue's shoulder leisurely, "Neither Zhiyuan nor I will stay here for long. Yujie is our home, but we are people who seek immortality and inquiring. Now that we have reached this level, we must continue to go higher. Walk around and look around."

After all, Lin Lingqing took Fang Zhiyuan's wrist and turned away, never looking back, only leaving a faint sentence: "In this world, the only one who can really trap you is yourself. Broaden your horizons, Fairy Mu .”

"If in the future, you or your father can stand in front of us across the sea of ​​​​Zhou, the grievances and hatred between us will not be too late to calculate by then."

……

Before all the dust settles, there is one last thing to do.

Before Lin Buren died, he asked them about Pan Yu, didn't he hold grudges, didn't he fear future troubles?

In the depths of the Golden Osmanthus Palace, the Immortal Head and the Devil Lord are sitting opposite each other, with two tea sets on the table and a few snacks scattered around.

"If the Yujie and Panyu are connected for a day, they will not be able to get rid of this unforgettable hatred...and this entanglement of the same blood."

Lin Lingqing drooped her eyelashes, and took a sip of tea leisurely, "Let's not talk about Mu Qingxue, many people can't let go of these things, it's a big burden."

Fang Zhiyuan: "How are you doing?"

Lin Lingqing put down the teacup, pondered, tapped his finger on the corner of the case, "I have touched the rules of heaven between Panyu and Yujie several times."

"I want to change the sky and separate the two worlds."

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Another half month later.

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan didn't deliberately choose a date, it was just the most ordinary night.

The sky is clear, and the scattered stars are like pearls left in the sea.The stars shine on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and the peace of the world, and illuminate the sweet dreams of countless families.

The long clouds dissipated and the night was empty.Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan each put on the devil's robe and fairy head golden clothes, soaring up into the sky under the starlight.

Before coming here, they made a special trip to ask Master.Yin Changxin just closed his eyes and shook his head, unwilling to give Pan Yu an extra ride.

Perhaps for Xin Tongzi, the fetters imposed on him by the two worlds have been ashes and scattered with the passing of the previous body.

Lin Lingqing felt that this was also very good.

The two stopped under the rules of heaven and earth, Lin Lingqing said: "Just here."

"Brother, can it really be done?" Fang Zhiyuan stared at him worriedly, "Don't shatter your soul again."

"You can rest assured that it won't happen this time." Lin Lingqing smiled.Concentrating on it, he slowly raised his ten fingers, and his slender fingertips reached into the net woven by the rules of heaven and earth.

Like plucking a string and playing a sound, or brushing flowers and willows, the devil's fingers wiped out trajectories that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye on the sky. up.

rumbling...

The rules were loosened, and the world suddenly changed color.

Once again, the sky became transparent, and the chaotic scene of the Panyu world appeared before his eyes.

At the same time, dark thunder and monster wind gathered in the sky, pressing towards Lin Lingqing like an overwhelming mountain, and bombarded him down in an instant.

The thunder light immediately illuminated Lin Lingqing's eyebrows, and his expression did not change, nor did he turn around.

Fang Zhiyuan pulled out his knife.It's not Huangyang, nor is it a supreme fairy weapon, but the most common cold iron knife.

He drew his sword in the midst of thunder and stood in front of Lin Lingqing.

Tianhuo and Lei Guang collided with Fang Zhiyuan's knife one after another, and the dark night was turned into a brilliant chaos in a blink of an eye.

Only Lin Lingqing's body was calm and calm, his ten fingers dismantled the rules, and his eyes stared deeply at the scene of Panyu opposite.

He saw the stone altar that bound Yujie again, covered under the turbid night.

300 years have made the high altar mottled, and the edges have been worn a little in the wind and dust; and 300 years ago, Lin Buren, who was full of madness, stood here and opened up all the causes and effects with his own hands.

Today, it is quiet and cold, and no one is guarding it.Or there are actually people, but they are afraid or unwilling to show their faces.

At this moment, the stone altar in the field of vision is getting farther and farther away.It is the space rules on this side of Yujie that are on the rise.The Yujie is slowly breaking away from the shackles of Panyu, and is flying towards the boundless sea surrounded by the scorching thunder fire and the cold stars and moon.

Suddenly, under the night on Panyu's side, a white shadow rushed towards him like a shooting star.

"stop!"

The golden-eyed girl gritted her teeth. She brushed past the crazily rushing thunder fire and flashed her scimitar, "Where are you going, where are Yujie going!?"

Fang Zhiyuan blocked the horizontal knife, and the two knife tips wiped out a line of sparks.The next moment, the girl let out a muffled snort, and was thrown backwards by the shock.

Lin Lingqing recognized Ah Deng, and hurriedly shouted: "Zhiyuan, show mercy!"

Fang Zhiyuan lifted the knife quickly, and the hot knife intent dissipated in front of the girl's neck.Ah Deng coughed twice, turned around and rushed up again, said with red eyes: "Wait, wait a moment... the devil!"

She flashed her hand, and Tunan and Sijunchou appeared in her palm, one black and one white long sword, "Your sword is still here!"

Fang Zhiyuan sneered and said, "Don't you want those two dead things to negotiate with us?"

"..."

Ah Deng bit her lower lip unwillingly, knowing she was invincible, she simply withdrew the scimitar.But with his hands against the space rules, he asked eagerly, "Where are you going to take Yujie?"

"Go where you Panyu can't go."

Lin Lingqing raised his fingertips, and immediately another regular silk thread broke, and the vibrating energy cut through Ah Deng's fingers, and the blood was swept away by the strong wind.

Ah Deng's eyes shook violently, and she said softly to herself: "I can't let you go. If you lose the Yujie, Pan Yu will..."

But things have come to this, the general trend is over, how can she stop it?

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, the surrounding area will not be empty, only she rushes forward.She couldn't stop them, just like Pan Yu couldn't stop Yujie... let alone stop Pan Yujie from slipping into a dead end.

There is no furnace, and there is no Yin Qi.Although Fang Zhiyuan's knife ended Lin Buren's crazy plan, but this old Panyu has already been rotten and stagnant, as Lin Buren said, stagnant, with no hope in sight.

It's getting farther and farther away.

Ah Deng stood in the night sky of Panyu, and she watched helplessly as the phantom of Yujie gradually faded away, and the figures of the two immortals also floated to a far and high place.

As the sky gradually rose, a ray of sunlight entered the pupils, and the girl closed her eyes dizzily.

When he came back to his senses, it was dawn on the Yujie side, shining on Panyu's broken mountains and rivers.

In this broken country, she was finally the only one left.

It's like she's the only one who sticks to the last sacrifice for many years under the star of misfortune; she's the only one who holds the last lamp for the fallen Three Realms.

The girl in white stands alone in the vast void, and the light and shadow of the two worlds are intertwined on her white shirt.

Gradually, the light faded away, and the darkness swallowed the girl, swallowing her up, leaving only those sad golden eyes still stubbornly shining brightly.

"—— Demon Monarch!"

Ah Deng raised her head suddenly, she gritted her teeth, and flew up again, as if she was chasing the light.

The girl raised her hand and threw two long swords, one black and one white, "I will give you back your sword!"

"You tell me, what should we do...!"

What responded to him was the crisp sound of Fang Zhiyuan putting the knife into its sheath.

At some point, the thunder in the education world stopped.

There was only a faint wind blowing the fine clouds, and the black robes and golden robes of the Demon King and the Immortal Head were blowing in the bright light. From Pan Yu's side, the figures were already very blurred.

Lin Lingqing stretched wearily, withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "Yes, what should I do... This is really a big problem."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand to lead, and the strong Yin Qi passed through with two swords.

And the rules are close to the long sword and closed.

Is the real dust settled.

"A Deng." The Demon Lord smiled, "Do you think it's your Pan Yu who is in a more difficult situation now..."

"Or is it more difficult for our little educational world to break out of Panyu's cage after going from ignorance to soberness, searching for the truth, and going through two lifetimes of blood?"

Ah Deng was still standing there, looking dazed.She was like a sculpture made of snow, only her lips trembled imperceptibly.

She could no longer see the figures of the Demon Lord and the Immortal Head.

All around her is the chaotic night.

It belongs to Panyu, a sky that is so heavy that it makes people despair.

Only the last voice echoed faintly in the ears.

Ash closed his eyes.

"Birds go to the sky, insects go to the light, but any living thing with a passion in its heart must fight desperately to a more free and bright world."

On the other side, Fang Zhiyuan took the initiative to answer a rare sentence, but did not forget to leave a sneer at the end, "As for what you are going to do, I don't know."

Having said that, in fact, the two of them could no longer see the figure of the Panyu girl.When I lowered my eyes, what I saw were clouds and green mountains, fireworks and red dust.

The two worlds are separated, and the cage is broken.As for the future fate of the Panyu world, it is no longer something they can determine.

The quiet long wind is blowing again, carrying the warmth of spring.

Fang Zhiyuan handed Si Junchou to Lin Lingqing: "Brother, go back."

Lin Lingqing smiled and stretched out her other hand: "Tunan."

Fang Zhiyuan said confidently: "I don't have a sword anymore. Senior brother... Calamity Ya made a sword for you, should Tunan give it to me?"

……

Zhisong Academy.

To be precise, it is in the depths of the newly built Shisong Academy.

The morning dew condenses on the grass blades, reflecting the sunlight crystally.When cloth boots stepped on it, a drop of dew jumped up playfully and rolled into the soil.

The sound of birds could be faintly heard in the ears. In the early morning, it was time for all creatures to wake up.

"Its daybreak."

Chen Zhidao stood there looking at the sky with his hands behind his back.Yan Yu came from behind him, with a gentle smile on his fair face, he said, "Yes, it's dawn."

"Zhidao, remember last time we said we should think about the name of this education world?"

Chen Zhidao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Brother Yan is hard for me."

As he spoke, he looked again at the two tiny figures that changed the blue sky in the midair, and there was every kind of comfort in his eyes.

Suddenly speechless, he turned around and said, "Brother Yan, how about calling it 'Yuanqingjie'?"

Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately laughed too, waving his hands again and again: "Let those two children know, they will definitely be ashamed."

After a pause, he pretended to be mysterious and approached and said: "...you don't want to say anything, wait for the demon king and the immortal head to explore Zhouhai in the next day, and when they don't come back for nine or ten years, let's cut it first and then play... raw rice and cooked rice That's it."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and couldn't help laughing together.Fluttering startled a few birds on the branches.

Yuan Ziyi came hurriedly from the veranda, but stopped here.

It was rare to see two stable deans enjoying themselves like this. Standing there by himself, he involuntarily opened the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.

Yan Yu sensed the breath, turned around and waved: "It's Ziyi, come in and talk quickly. Are the congratulatory gifts ready?"

Yuan Ziyi saluted, then hurried over with a small step, and said repeatedly with joy on his face: "Okay, okay. The students will be sent to Taiqing Island in person. I don't know the two deans..."

Yan Yu nodded, looked at Chen Zhidao again, and said softly: "Zhidao, how about it, will you and I go too?"

Chen Zhidao nodded: "It should be so."

Yuan Ziyi rubbed his nose and sighed with emotion: "When the two worlds are separated, set the day for the two to marry. Hey, such a feat of engagement by the world and the mountains and rivers, looking at the past and the present, it is only respecting the head and Lin Mojun alone. One copy."

Yan Yu affirmed: "They are the ones who are worth it."

……

Soon, Su Zhou from Zhisong Academy set off, flew over the blue sky, and headed for Taiqing Island.

Before going halfway, I first met Su Zhou of those female doctors and immortals in Furong Pavilion.When the two boats met, they saluted each other and exchanged some pleasantries.

Yuan Ziyi and Xia Tinglan, the senior sister of Furong Pavilion on the boat, had met for a few times, so they were barely acquaintances.During the conversation, it was inevitable that Fang Xianshou and Lin Mojun's married couple held a big wedding.

Then, naturally, it turned to the congratulatory gift...

Seeing Xia Tinglan's eyes glowing, she lowered her voice and said, "Speaking of congratulatory gifts, Mr. Yuan Xianchang knows that Mrs. Cihua has developed a medicine that can make men pregnant..."

"Pfft! Cough cough cough!!!" Yuan Ziyi choked hard.It happened that the two were standing on the bow of the boat talking, and he almost capsized from the millet boat.

"Fairy Xia! How can a fairy make such a joke?" His old face turned red immediately, and he waved his hands again and again, "Just think about the temperament of Zunshou and Mojun Lin, just those two... who conceived!? Who gave birth! ?”

Xia Tinglan blushed: "..."

Well...seems to make sense.

After walking further, we will meet up with the bone bird caravan of the Golden Boys and Jade Girls in the Senluo Stone Palace, and the monster races from the Western Regions and Qilongling one by one.The birds and monsters from the Western Regions are actually magpies, and it is said that they want to build a magpie bridge for the fairy head and the devil to please.

When we arrived at Linhai, we met some big monster generals of the sea tribe, carrying a huge shell that was as big as a jar. In the shell, such treasures as night pearls, sharks, tears, red mountains, and snow scales were so glittering that we couldn't look directly at them...

After finally arriving on Taiqing Island, Yuan Ziyi's waist was sore from saluting, and his mouth was dry after chatting with others.After seeing too many weird congratulatory gifts, the smile became a wry smile.

However, no matter how tired you are, when you see the scene in front of you, it still disappears——

Taiqing Island was already full of people.It is no longer the iron chain that leads the four peaks, but the red silk of great joy, which is said to be tied up by Miss Yu herself overnight.

Under the mountain, the sun is shining brightly.The young yin body disciples of the outer sect were all radiant, and greeted guests from all over the world in a dignified manner.

Xu Yun didn't have any rules, some were running wildly, some were laughing, some women sprinkled freshly cut red paper flowers, some men cast spells, making the paper flowers fly, flying all over the sky into red butterflies.

Some children puffed up their cheeks, arguing with the monks of Xuegu City and Jingui Palace, saying that the senior brother and the second senior brother were Xu Yun's people first, and then the demon king and fairy head.

Listening to the Crane Peak, the qin master and the little demon boy are seriously arguing about which tune is the most perfect when playing music, and they can't agree on their own words;

On Huichun Peak, Ye Huaguo and Ye Fu silently worshiped Wu Miao's spirit in the sky, and together they moved down the sun-dried fragrant flower baskets, there were twelve baskets in total;

On Baiduan Peak, Song Youdu controlled dozens of A-men, carrying plates and dishes full of delicate delicacies, and walked down the mountain path.

So at this moment, everything melted into the warm joy.Brilliant, lively and alive.

……

main peak.

The place where the old soul wood used to grow.

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan stood side by side on the edge of the cliff.

Looking down from here, you can have a panoramic view of the red fire scene below.

Fang Zhiyuan sighed: "It's a good thing you chose Taiqing Island. If it was in Snow Bone City, I'm afraid the gates of the city would be trampled."

Lin Lingqing's expression turned out to be a little depressed, and he muttered in a low voice: "...If I had known earlier..."

"If I had known that you and I would not die, I should have kept the wine."

Fang Zhiyuan gave him a helpless glance: "How dare you mention it."

Lin Lingqing closed his phoenix eyes, and he smelled the light fragrance in the wind.

He didn't know what the fragrance was, maybe it was the dried flowers and herbs from Ye Sishai, or maybe it was a gift from some fairy family.Or maybe it's just that on the Xuyun Peak of Taiqing Island, an ordinary wild flower has just bloomed, and its stamens are timidly shaking in the wind.

But it's still a very pleasant scent.

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes like this, and said softly: "Ah Yuan, I owe you for too long... Finally..."

He felt Fang Zhiyuan hugging his waist from behind, lowered his body slightly, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

So warm.

"Although I failed to become a fairy and star for you, but I can accompany you to retreat and become a Taoist partner... I can do it."

What he had asked for in two lifetimes, finally... got it.

Hold it in your hand and never let go.

Fang Zhiyuan gave a "hmm" and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Lin Lingqing smiled: "No thanks, little misfortune star."

The Demon Lord opened his eyes as he said that, before he could look back at his lover, he saw a red figure grabbing the gray-robed Taoist on the mountain road slanting down.

"Brother Qing'er, brother Ayuan—"

Yu Hongtang shouted with sparkling eyes, "Little Brown Tang has captured Master, let's go!"

She jumped and jumped like a little red fish.The tender voice came from the wind: "Hurry up and put on wedding clothes! Today the three of us are all in red clothes!"

"Senior brother," Fang Zhiyuan let go of Lin Lingqing's waist, and stretched out his hand to him.

Lin Lingqing held that hand, and said softly, "Let's go."

They looked at each other and smiled.A new dawn in Xintiandi is blooming in their eyes.

——"The Imminent Misfortune" is over.

The author has something to say: End Liao!Very very very thank you all! !

The follow-up highlights of this wedding will come out! !

For some reasons, there are a lot of things to say, so I will make a patch here first, and the number of words will not be counted into jjb points, so don't panic.It is customary to talk about the business first, and finally the concluding remarks:

①This is the end of the text, rest your mind first, and then you will think about editing the text and catching bugs to fix bugs.

②The extra episode is arranged to go to Liao, and it is expected to start updating next week, so don't hit me if you goo.

③About the new article, it stands to reason... It is estimated that the next book will be an alternate future fantasy "Slumber at Dawn". The emotional line and plot line are very stimulating and I like it very much.

However, the situation is more complicated now, and it can be summed up in one sentence: it cannot be opened temporarily.

One is because I have to devote my energy to the postgraduate entrance examination.The second is... Maybe I have the impression of chasing smaller angels. I didn't post the new advance collection until the 50 word.And I... I foolishly wanted to wait for a more perfect mind-boggling brain to appear. I waited and waited and finally waited, and I missed all the opportunities to bring pre-collection. don't know what to do

Nothing to say, it's my own choice.It’s just whether the new article can be opened, when it will be opened, and whether I will temporarily open another novella in order to save the advance income, and even if I will really write another article in Jinjiang... I can’t give it now Everyone promises.

So this time I don't ask for collection or advance collection. If everyone is willing to put it in the collection, I will lie down quietly.This journey has come to an end, I will see you again QwQ

The following is a long and hypocritical closing speech.

This article of Xianfu has been written with several twists and turns, and now it has ended safely, and I can finally talk to you about some things.

If you follow up from my last article, and the little angel has a particularly good memory, you may still have a little impression.When I wrote Wujue, I changed the pre-acquisition once in the later stage, and Xianhu was the one who was temporarily replaced.

Why did I throw away hundreds of pre-acquisitions at that time and replace them with a new idea with complicated settings, difficult plots, and a long length.It’s because I know that I’m about to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and my parents don’t approve of me continuing to devote too much energy to writing articles, so there is bound to be a long window of time after I finish writing this next book.

I'm not even sure whether I can continue to write web articles after I finish my postgraduate entrance examination.

I'm just afraid of what happens, what if it's the last book in Jinjiang, what if it's the last novel I write?

And shaping a world view and writing a story flow have always been challenges that I am very eager to try.

Let me tell you the truth here... I knew from the beginning that I was not good enough, and this kind of setting was not well written, but I still decided to give it a try without regretting it.Before I wrote the article, I had planned for the worst. I thought the worst would be to apologize at the point of rebate, and I thought it would be a victory if I could finish writing.

But after writing this article, I soon encountered a bigger blow from the outside world that I could not have expected at first.

That is Jinjiang's shut down and clean network, and the ensuing tightening of audits.

When I made the core setting of Immortal Calamity, it was no problem at all to play with Shuangxiu under the Jinjiang scale.My original intention was not to really drive, but to combine the setting of "Yin and Yang are only perfect when they are in harmony" with the little couple of Xianshou Mojun.

But after cleaning the network, it will not work all of a sudden.I worked on the outline and setting for half a year, and only wrote one volume at Kaiwen—just when all the settings had just rolled out—one of the most tense parts in the later stage was blocked outside the red line.That's really desperate, what else can I do?Just abandon the pit? ?

I dare not take the risk of writing a chapter with a lock in the future, because according to Jinjiang regulations, articles with a red lock cannot be on the list.I can only delete, overturn the outline and readjust, and because the outline is too complicated, I can only modify the outline while writing the previous article.

Among them, the most regrettable thing is to delete a large number of articles about the double cultivation of the furnace and the cauldron. If the original setting is used, the image of Panyu people can be more complex and full (and Lin Buren wants to destroy the old Panyu and Fang Zhiyuan. The stalk of anti-killing the master will be more tense when it explodes at the end, the current effect can only be said to be a bit regrettable)

Ah Deng is one of the important supporting roles. He once captured Xiao Huan Xing and wanted to keep him as his pet. He also secretly took in Qing'er who came to Panyu for fun (here there should be Xiao Huan Xing's chain prison play He and Yuan Qing thought each other was made into a furnace and were heartbroken) but in the end, instead of being eaten into a furnace, they were stabbed by Yuan Qing hand in hand, and the ending was the same as this chapter.

And Qing'er escaped by protecting Xingxing, who was seriously injured and was backlashed by Yin Qi, and escaped by blood, which can be regarded as a stalk of reversing the previous life.On the desolate snowy field at the end of the escape, the two of them, one extremely yin and the other extremely yang, cultivate both yin and yang... The special fairy that I originally envisioned was both cruel and beautiful, and the regret is gone.

In the original assumption, two people died, but the original assumption was that the elder brother was trapped in a bloody battle with the Panyu people on an isolated island in the sky, and the first to die was the star, and Zhiyuan died directly after the star was broken under the old god tree.Qing'er, who returned from the bloody battle, walks step by step towards the dead star under the old god tree... It's a beautiful knife!there is none left!

A few supporting roles.Pan Yu besieged Snow Bone City, and Song Wuda set up a puppet array.Ye Jianshen was seriously injured in the bloody battle, and Huaguo inherited Longhong... After deleting the outline, there is no place to insert it, and there is no qwq

In short, a lot of things were deleted and many places were unsatisfactory, and some confusion, bugs and useless plots (referring to the fact that it was actually behind the foreshadowing but was deleted later so it was useless orz) while writing and modifying the outline, I will Pull it out when editing.

Then there is the pirated text.During the serialization period, it was chased by stolen texts, and there was no way to do anything about the sudden drop in revenue. Even Jinjiang's function of reporting stolen texts was broken in the later period!It actually broke!This, this, this...

By the way, I would like to ask if a reader can return the subscription to me if they see this on a website other than Jinjiang. It is my hard-earned money from staying up late and writing until one or two in the morning for more than half a year. Seriously.

And besides the three accidents, the semester when I wrote the celestial calamity was also unprecedentedly busy. Afterwards, it was interrupted almost every other time. I tried my best but I really couldn’t do what I wanted. I’m here to say something about the bad reading experience of the little angels who followed the series. I'm sorry Liao...

but.Okay, although there are so many unexpected natural and man-made disasters mentioned above, I still finished writing.

Although many plots were forced to be deleted, more plots that I wanted to write were written out, and I miraculously reassembled all the logical chains laid down at the beginning. I think it is a miracle.Now that it's over, I'm really, really happy.

One thing, I know it's hard to even start doing it with no end in sight.But I really wanted to do it and felt it was the right thing to do.So I went for it, and was as responsible as I could be, to see it through.

This is Lin Lingqing's approach.I'm not a very brave and strong person in three times, so I will pour some of my longing into my protagonist.And now, I've done something my main character would have done, so I'm happy.

Finally, I would like to thank all the little angels for their company. I will post the list of thanks tomorrow.If there is fate to accompany me on the next trip, I will get better and better, and my story will get better and better.

2020.4.28