Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Swish...

A handful of red beans that had just been washed by water fell into the pot from between the knuckle fingers, and mixed with the soaked rice, red dates, and glutinous rice.

Fang Zhiyuan set up the pot, and finally threw a small formula over it, and a cluster of flames burst out from underneath.

Candles were lit inside the house.Lin Lingqing was half lying and half leaning on the head of the carved bed, half of his face was buried in the snow-white down on his collar, squinting at Fang Xianshou methodically "washing his hands and making soup".

It was night when they returned from the sea.Lin Lingqing asked Fang Zhiyuan to go back to his own cave to rest, and we can discuss the matter of Jin Gui's trial tomorrow... Unexpectedly, he was rejected.

He couldn't resist, and he didn't bother to waste his time talking about this kind of detail, so he let Fang Zhiyuan make trouble.

After a while, two bowls of red bean porridge were served.

Lin Lingqing took a spoon and tasted it first, "It's not sweet enough."

Fang Zhiyuan sat across from him with one leg crossed, his face full of displeasure: "I made the water, I washed the rice, and I made the fire—you didn't do anything, and you still hate it?"

After all, he touched the jar of white sugar in his hand, unscrewed the lid and handed it over.

Lin Lingqing was satisfied: "That's right."

Immortal cultivators should have completely inedulated during the foundation establishment period.There is no need to eat, drink or sleep, just meditate and breathe to absorb the essence of heaven and earth aura.

But Lin Lingqing was a young man who lived too fastidiously, enjoyed himself too much, and was too carefree.

Although you are not hungry, you still have to eat well.

Although you are not tired, you must sleep well in the afternoon nap.

Although it is not dirty, it is always necessary to wash well after bathing.

And so on, very seriously.

It's like he wears a snow-white fur coat every day, of course it's not because of the cold, but simply because he likes fluffy and soft clothes.

The pool of white lotus outside the cave, about twenty golden and red spirit carps, fairy trees and flowers on the stone walls, including some rockery, etc., were all picked out by Elder Brother Lin himself when he was a teenager.

But Fang Zhiyuan was at the other extreme.

Lin Lingqing is an unrestrained little fairy who acts and acts according to his heart, but he is an evil seed covered with scars and hatred.All he knew was holding his knife, practicing day and night, practicing, practicing crazily.

He desperately pushed himself to the limit, just so that one day he could return to Liuhua Continent and recover a blood-soaked debt from the prestigious Fang family.

Lin Lingqing had nothing to do with him, and felt that it would be wrong to let this man go crazy.So he used both soft and hard methods, coaxing everything to go his way, while relying on his high cultivation level to force Fang Zhiyuan to eat and sleep every day.

It was also thanks to the patience of the little fairy in white back then, Fang Zhiyuan didn't appreciate it, even though he scolded him and hacked him with a knife, he remained calm and unmoved.After several years of hard work, it can be considered that the younger brother has been raised back to a human appearance.

But he didn't expect that nearly a hundred years had passed, and it was Fang Zhiyuan who cooked porridge and handed him sugar, and he really had to sigh...Feng Shui turns.

Lin Lingqing sighed leisurely while eating the porridge.It's a pity that the majestic Demon Lord hadn't had time to finish his sighs, when he heard Fang Xianshou put down the bottomed bowl: "I suddenly remembered... Is there a place where you used to bury wine in this Xuyun main peak?"

Lin Lingqing realized something and swallowed the last spoonful: "...Yes."

Fang Zhiyuan consciously picked up the empty bowl, his eyes flickered, and he said casually: "Cough...after I finish washing the bowl, will senior brother accompany me to drink?"

"..." Lin Lingqing was angry and funny.I knew it would be like this, where did I suddenly think of it, it was clearly thinking about it for a long time.

After drinking light porridge and drinking strong alcohol, what kind of person is this?

Jingle.

Lin Lingqing also threw the spoon into the bowl.

"Okay, I'll just have a drink with you."

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Just like there are always some people in the world who prefer spicy food even though they can't eat it; Fang Zhiyuan, the second brother Fang, belongs to the category of people who obviously can't drink too much but prefer to drink.

Lin Lingqing has never been able to understand it since he was a child, but this does not prevent him from learning a craft of wine making in order to coax his junior.

He is naturally intelligent, and when he is serious, he is extremely serious, and he can even learn the most profound formation runes.The art of brewing wine is not to mention.

And the brewed wine was buried under the biggest ancient tree on the main peak of Xuyun.

Because this tree does not know its species or age, and it is so strong and towering that it is stronger than iron, so it has a sense of mystery, so the children outside the school called it an "old god tree" half-jokingly.

No one knows that there is fine wine hidden under the old sacred tree.

It's already three o'clock at night, and the crescent moon is crescent.

The two true disciples of Xuyun Sect, two young immortals, one in black and the other in white, were sitting under the old god tree with two jars of wine.

Lin Lingqing patted the mud seal open, and deliberately joked: "Lin Lingqing in Snow Bone City, respect your head."

Fang Zhiyuan also reacted quickly, lifted the wine jar, brows with joy: "Fang Zhiyuan of Jingui Palace, I respect you, Your Majesty."

"Zunshou" is the respectful title given to their immortal heads by cultivators, and "Junshang" is the respectful title given to their emperors by demon practitioners... If there are outsiders here, just listening to these two sentences will scare the eyeballs away .

Only these two people in the entire Three Realms can afford this horrible joke of competing for each other's status.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank together.The wine is mellow and fragrant on the tongue and teeth.Fang Zhiyuan choked, patted his thigh and said, "It really tastes good!"

The cool night breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees on the old sacred tree dance.

Lin Lingqing looked at Fang Zhiyuan's youthful and flamboyant side profile, suddenly on a whim, he opened his lips and whispered: "...Little disaster star."

"...!"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his hand, and a few drops of wine spilled out.

Surprised, he turned to look at the people beside him.

"Huh? Scared, or shy?"

Lin Lingqing took another sip of wine, and smiled lazily, "Has it been a long time since I called you that?"

Fang Zhiyuan grinned, "I'm a disaster star, so what are you?"

His eyes darkened a bit, he put his arms around Lin Lingqing's neck and hooked him over: "Cixian, Salvation Immortal...? Didn't Master keep saying that you are the destiny of an immortal?"

"Brother, everything can start all over again now." Fang Zhiyuan poured his wine without rushing, and unceremoniously leaned towards Lin Lingqing, "Three years later, a catastrophe will come...Are you going to save the world? "

Lin Lingqing hugged him, with a calm expression, "I was in such a mess in my previous life, I couldn't even protect myself, so I don't have the energy to save the world."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed sullenly, holding the half-empty wine jar: "You cultivate immortality, you are a genius envied by the three worlds; you cultivate demons, you are an emperor respected by all living beings. Senior brother claims to be in a mess, how can you make the world feel embarrassed?"

"Thanks to Fang Xianshou's flattery." Lin Lingqing said quietly, "It's a pity that God is not good. He told me to cultivate immortality so that the golden core was shattered and my meridians were completely destroyed. I cultivated demons and cultivated so that the yin qi backlash skills were exhausted, and I also caused my junior brother to accompany me. die……"

"--enough."

Fang Zhiyuan interrupted him with a gloomy face, "Stop talking."

He couldn't hear Lin Lingqing say such a thing.

Lin Lingqing stopped talking and turned to smile at his younger brother.He had just drank wine, and his lips were a little red and moist.

Fang Zhiyuan was dazzled for a moment, his voice became hoarse, and he couldn't help but whispered again: "Lin Mojun, senior brother..."

But Lin Lingqing said in a warm voice:

"I don't have any plans to save the world, but I still have to save someone. This time the Jingui test, even if you decide not to go, I will go."

Fang Zhiyuan's face turned cold instantly.

What should come is still coming.

He pinched the edge of the wine jar and felt angry.Ever since he saw the golden osmanthus flower, he had guessed that this would be the result.

In the next Jingui test...too many things happened.

Changes happened one after another from here, and fate turned astray from here.Lin Lingqing, a young man who was originally a happy little fairy on Taiqing Island, has gone through this catastrophe and will never return to his original appearance.

"Brother..."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, he was already gritting his teeth desperately to restrain his emotions, he endured until the corners of his eyes were red, and then he choked out a sentence:

"Brother, don't go..."

"I know you want to save Jina's life, but in the end, you and that person only met once, why bother..."

"For the rest of my life... I will stay with you in Xuyun, and we will guard Taiqing Island, so we don't have to go anywhere, okay?"

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"Ah Yuan, don't go."

This night in the previous life, the same couple.

Sitting side by side under the old god tree, drinking to the moon.

The handsome young man was wearing a snow velvet fur coat, revealing little white thin fingers holding the corners of the skirt, and his long black hair stretched down his back like flowing pine ink.

Lin Lingqing stretched his waist lazily, and smiled softly: "Liuhuazhou just makes you worry about it...you stay with me in Xuyun and guard Taiqing Island, isn't it good?"

The mountain wind whizzed past, making Fang Zhiyuan's black hair messy, revealing a pair of sharp ice eyes, he sneered coldly: "Impossible."

"Liuhuazhou, the Fang family, those people back then...they tore my bones, tore my flesh, and took away what was dripping with blood. I want to take it back with my own hands."

Fang Zhiyuan leaned on the black handle of the knife with both hands, and said hoarsely: "Brother, don't stop me."

Lin Lingqing burst out laughing, and his dark eyes curled up: "Oh, you're just joking...how can I stop you?"

He took a sip of his wine slowly, his eyes flickered, thoughtful, "Since you won't accompany me, then I can only accompany you..."

"Jing Guishi, I'll go with you."

Unexpectedly, God's will is impermanent, and the cause and effect are unpredictable.

The catastrophe of the Demon Lord's life started from the word "accompany" under the old god tree.

Back then, Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan went to Liuhuazhou together, and they shined brilliantly in the Jingui test. The brothers went out to sea like crouching dragons, and the young phoenix crowed on the mountain, amazed the crowd of geniuses.

After the Jingui test, Jina, the No.1 of the younger generation recognized in the fairy world, met Lin Lingqing lately, and personally invited him to visit Ziwei Pavilion.

It was a sudden night terror, and half of the people in Liuhuazhou witnessed with their own eyes... On the mountain, sea and star platform of Ziwei Pavilion, the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly rioted, and divine fire descended from the clouds.

Son Ziwei died suddenly under the sky fire.

That night, Jina acted against the sky, trying to spy out the secrets of the sky with the method of astrology, and took a young life.

He knew it couldn't be done, and he did not hesitate to speculate that the "secret" was the catastrophe that suddenly came three years later... the catastrophe of Yin Qi.

But Jina knew that there was more danger than good, so he entrusted Lin Lingqing, the Ziwei Pavilion artifact, the Ziyao Astrolabe, and begged him to announce this ominous omen to the public for him, so as to protect the common people in the three realms.

...In the days that followed, Fang Zhiyuan almost thought that the "Savior of the World" that Master chanted every day had come true.

Lin Lingqing never returned to Xuyun Peak on Taiqing Island.

He stayed in Liuhua Continent.

Jina's death irritated the carefree young Xianjun to change his temper overnight.

He worked day and night, almost devoting himself to planning for the coming catastrophe.

There are also many fairy sects who regard Lin as young and inexperienced, do not take him seriously at all, and even secretly spread rumors that the holy son Jina was actually deliberately murdered by him.

Lin Lingqing never felt wronged when he followed Yin Changxin on Taiqing Island, but he endured it. He endured all humiliation, cowardice, and pain...

However, three years later, the catastrophe still could not be completely stopped.

The sky cracked, and Yin Qi poured into the Three Realms.

Lin Lingqing was the first to bear the brunt.

A golden core shattered, and all twelve meridians were destroyed.

The most beloved Xianjian Tunan was broken into dross.

His sanity was damaged and he fell into the magic way.

The author has something to say: Fang Zhiyuan: In my previous life, I was only one step away from HE but I refused, so I ordered a crematorium for myself at the beginning of this life.