The real record of former fairy world bosses flirting with each other

For a moment, Mo Wu thought he had heard it wrong, and hesitated, "Let's... scold him?"

"That's right!" Suzaku was filled with righteous indignation, "That bastard left us and ran away, and died as soon as he said he died, and he didn't know how to come back after hundreds of years, shouldn't he be scolded?!"

There was a burst of whining crying, accompanied by the sound of blowing one's nose intermittently.

Suzaku said angrily, "Little Tiger! Don't cry!"

The crying suddenly became quieter, only intermittent sobbing remained, adding a layer of grievance on top of sadness.

Mo Wuxin said, sure, this time the four elephants are finally together.

He was a little puzzled, and said: "Isn't he dead? How can he come back?"

"Haven't you heard of disasters lasting thousands of years? That bastard is afraid that he will live the same life as the world. I don't believe he can die if the sky collapses." Suzaku rolled his eyes at the other end of the magpie bell, and the stars in the south flickered. .Suzaku went on to say: "Back then, the prime minister had killed 32 parts of the Demon Realm in succession, and he had fought nearly half of that bastard's primordial spirit, and then he was seriously injured and passed out on the way to the mortal world to find the other half, and was sealed by the god."

Mo Wudao: "I know this, so what?"

"However, during the 300 years of the prime minister's seal, the primordial spirit that was recovered suddenly disappeared one day." Suzaku said: "The god specifically told me to keep it well, it was sealed tightly, and the lid was intact, but Once opened one day, it will be gone!"

Not a single meal.It is inevitable that the Primordial Spirit Fragment is not in the Immortal Realm, otherwise he would not be able to stand here properly, but hearing Suzaku say this suddenly, Mo Wu found out that there are many strange things in it, he thought for a while, and said: "... Maybe other than the prime minister, other people in the fairy world are looking for Changbai's primordial spirit? They found it in the mortal world, so they sent the previous one down together?"

"You think well." The stars in the south flickered again, and Suzaku said: "After the prime minister was sealed, Shangshen sent an order from the Great Void to properly preserve Changbai's Yuanshen fragments, but stopped dealing with the other half. The search for the fragments put all the energy into rebuilding the fairy world. When the prime minister was just sealed, some of the primordial spirits could still communicate with the outside world. It was also at that time that he rebuilt the fairy world after the war, and then gave the blue sand to Si Ming. Whenever the Prime Minister Yuanshen was awake, he never gave up looking for Changbai, but he was obstructed by many parties, and in the end it didn't work out... In my opinion, the so-called seal back then was purely to prevent the Prime Minister from continuing to look for it."

"But why?" Mo Wu doubted, "Could it be that Shangshen and Changbai have enmity?"

"Who knows about this, but Changbai's bastard did one thing after another, and he didn't see what happened to Shangshen, so he passed it by fooling around." Suzaku said: "If you say that Shangshen didn't want Changbai to come back to life, neither did he. Da Neng makes sense.”

Mo Wu nodded, "So you all think that Changbai must have come back to life?"

"That's natural." Suzaku obviously didn't treat Mo Wu as an outsider at all, and said, "Since the fragment disappeared, someone must have found another fragment, otherwise, wouldn't it be good to exist in the fairy world?"

Mo Wu felt that it made sense for a while, and said, "What if it was stolen by the Demon Realm?"

"If the Demon Realm did something, they definitely wouldn't sneak into the Heavenly Court just to do this thing, but nothing else happened in the Immortal Realm, and there was no sign of the Demon Realm around." Suzaku said: "Take a ten thousand step back and say , even if it was really the hands of the demon world, with the ability of that bastard, he would not be trapped in the demon world, he would have poked a hole in the demon world long ago - there is a prime minister in the fairy world who can restrain him, but the demon world does not."

Mo Wuxin said that although Suzaku was talkative, his analysis was quite good, and he praised half-truth, "Your Excellency is right."

Then the magpie language bell chattered about other things. There were so many people in Zhaixing Palace, and the magpie language bell hadn't quieted down all night. After one side sang, the other side appeared on stage, and the excitement couldn't be more lively.Mo Wu listened for half an hour, lost interest, put the magpie bell aside, the sound stopped immediately, as if in another world.

The candles in Tianyuan Palace have been lit for a long time. Under the gleaming light, Xianjun is sitting in front of the book case quietly reviewing the bamboo slips handed in by all parties. He holds the wolf hair with his slender fingers, moves his wrist lightly, and writes down one by one. The handsome and unrestrained Xiaozhuan, the warm yellow light attached to his face, dyed the elegant brows and eyes like ink wash with a layer of golden powder, it looked extremely warm, as if the person who stood far away in the nine heavens finally Pulled to the mortal world, stained with the seemingly non-existent mortal fireworks.

Mo Wu looked at him quietly, his heart was calm, he just felt so good.

very nice.

Anywhere is fine.

Xianjun wrote the comment quietly, and said after a while: "Stop talking?"

"Well, I'm sleepy." Mo Wu yawned, sat cross-legged on the couch, and pointedly said: "...Cousin, I walked around your Tianyuan Palace today, except for the bald one Bird Nest, you only have one bed in Tianyuan Palace."

Xianjun still looked at the bamboo slips, and said: "It's okay, you go to sleep, I rarely sleep at night."

Immortals don't need to sleep at all. Immortals take care of everything every day, so this step is saved. This bed is only for a simple rest when you are too tired.

Mo Wu looked at the bamboo slips a few feet high in Xianjun's hand, and suddenly felt angry in his heart. The words spun in his throat, but he couldn't hold back, and said: "What kind of crap are you doing? You have already ascended to become a fairy, and you are still alive!" It’s like a spinning top that is busy every day, the fairyland is so big, don’t other people have a brain? How can you be tired all by yourself?!”

Xianjun paused at the tip of his pen, turned around, seemed a little surprised, and said gently: "Are you angry?"

"The high officials in the world are all blessed, but you will only suffer when you get well!" Mo Wu became more and more angry as he spoke, wishing he could get out of bed and burn all the bamboo slips on his desk, "Aren't you greedy?" You can't let go of this thing because of the noble temperament? How nice it is to be a loose fairy and be at ease!"

Xianjun didn't speak, just looked at him quietly for a while, and smiled.

Mo Wu glared at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at how angry you are now, like a little daughter-in-law." The corners of Xianjun's eyes were bent, and said: "...very cute."

Mo Wu hadn't finished getting angry at first, but after hearing this sentence, he immediately lost his temper, his ears were slightly red, and he gave Xianjun another look.

"There are so many things in the sky and the earth, and there are too many things that affect the whole body. All the immortals in the heavens perform their own duties. They can only take care of their own jurisdiction, but someone must take care of the overall control. Where is it that they don't care? Don't care? As for resigning from this official position... When someone can take over, I will naturally hand it over to others, after all, I have already fulfilled the agreement at that time." Xianjun said softly: "Besides, in a few years, Siming will become more mature , at least it can be handed over to him when the time comes, and it’s no big deal for a matter that can only be controlled for a hundred years.”

Mo Wu frowned slightly.He didn't understand what Xianjun meant by accepting the appointment, but it was always an old story of Xianjun's past, so Mo Wubian didn't follow up to ask.

Xianjun said: "Aren't you angry?"

Mo Wu pouted.

Xianjun smiled slightly, turned his head, picked up the pen and continued writing.The candlelight was beating, and Xianjun was sitting quietly in front of the desk. His writing hand was well-articulated, slender and good-looking, and his eyebrows and eyes were more gentle in the warm yellow candlelight. He was originally a refined and modest gentleman. It's like an ancient painting written by Danqing's skillful hand. If you look at it from a distance, no matter how much irritability you feel in your heart, it will disappear.

Mo Wu stared at him for a while, then suddenly said abruptly: "...I just watched you work hard before, and didn't do anything?"

Xianjun paused his pen and said: "You often sneak into Tianyuan Palace to set off firecrackers while I'm not around. Every time you pick my desk to blow up, you never go out unless you blow up everything on the table." Xianjun sat up straight Body, pointing to the Huanghuali desk in front of him, with a smile on his lips, he said to Mo Wu: "...these are the No. 20 desks that I changed."

Mo Wu: ...? ? ?

"You used to play tricks on other immortals back then. I only thought that you were a child at heart, but I didn't think much about it. Now that I think about it, it was to give me a rest." Xian Jun nodded at Mo Wuyi, "Thank you Changbai Immortal Thank you for your kindness.”

Mo Wu coughed lightly, "That... no, you're welcome."

In the end, Xianjun didn't sleep at night, and there was no one sleeping in a big bed, feeling a little annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.Fortunately, he hadn't adapted to the fairy world yet, his sleepy eyelids would fight after lying down for a while, and he fell asleep when he tilted his head.

Then dreamed again.

He wears a mirror on his body, and he has never stopped dreaming at night during these days. Mo Wu has already adapted to it. The scenes in his dreams are changeable, but most of them are memories from when he was Changbai, and it is quite interesting to watch.

In today's dream, he was wearing an azure robe, and because his hair was tied tightly, he simply pulled out all the hairpins, and the black hair was scattered on the skirt of his clothes, making him look more lustrous and black.At this time, he should be in the human world, where the endless bamboo forests are lush and green, the birds are singing, the clear springs are gurgling in the distance, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of bamboo.He leisurely half-lyed on the ground looking up at the sky, intermittently picked up the sapphire flagon in his hand and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, leisurely and at ease.

A moment later, the wind beat the bamboo leaves in the distance, making a rustling sound, and a strange cry sounded, clear and pleasant, free and cheerful.But I don't know why the cry stopped in the middle of the sound, which is very curious.

Mo Wu, or Changbai back then, held the jug in one hand, moved the other hand, made a simple divination, and said with a smile: "Today is really lucky, to meet such a rare auspicious beast."

After a while, half a beast's head protruded from behind the bamboo not far away, like a sheep or a horse, with a pure white body, a single horn on the forehead, and eyes that were so clear and clean, as warm as a spring.

The little beast hid behind the bamboo and looked at him curiously from a distance, and didn't come out for a while.

Changbai smiled and said, "I see you! Come out."

After a while, the little beast came out slowly.Its whole body is pure white, without a trace of variegated color on its body, like a handful of snow on a thousand-year-old snow mountain. It is so clean that it makes people feel pious. It looked at Changbai curiously, walked over slowly, lowered its head, and saluted.

"It's quite particular." Changbai smiled, and said: "The divine beast Bai Ze, who understands the emotions of all things, can spit out people's words, and turns danger into good fortune. It seems that I came to this place today."

The little beast looked at him curiously, opened his mouth to speak, and sure enough he could speak human words: "You know me, and you're not surprised, are you a god?"

It doesn't speak quickly, its voice is gentle and polite, if it is placed in the world, it must be a humble gentleman.Changbai sat up and said: "Yes, there are famous decent immortals hanging on the immortal platform."

The little beast hesitated: "I, the Bai Ze clan, have sentient beings in my heart. If I meet a mortal, I will promise to fulfill one of his wishes. But you are a god, so I don't know if I can fulfill your wish..."

Changbai Yile, "You little beast is really interesting. Divine beasts have great power, but they are completely different from gods. If you say it, I should be the one who fulfilled your wish. Why do you still want to help me? The rules are dead , don't be so stubborn."

The little beast thought for a while, didn't know if he listened or not, and said after a while: "You are a god, why did you come to the mortal world?"

"Hide something," Changbai said in a casual tone, "come to the mortal world to take refuge."

The little beast was surprised: "You are already a fairy, what else do you need to hide?"

"What's wrong with the gods, only the Western Buddhas can have no troubles after Nirvana." Changbai didn't hide it, "There is a hard job in the sky, and the boss of the fairy world is looking for someone to pick it up. I have to stay away from the fairy world. I can hide for a day. .”

The little beast was curious, "You don't want to do it, just say it, why do you want to hide?"

"It's not that simple." Changbai said: "The official position can't be done by someone with a high level of cultivation. Looking at the whole fairy world, except for the boss, only two people are qualified to take it. That fellow Yanyun is busy educating the little black phoenix every day. Live directly in Wutong Mountain... I can't avoid this job no matter what."

The little beast frowned: "Since you can't hide, why do you want to hide?"

"It's a day if it can be delayed!" Changbai poured a sip of wine into his mouth, raised his eyebrows generously, and smiled wildly: "This is called living in the moment and enjoying yourself in time."

This theory is not quite in line with what the little beast has always believed in. It frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "You hate this so much, why don't I do it for you."

Changbai paused, wanted to laugh but held back, praised: "The kid is very ambitious!"

The little beast wondered, "Is it difficult?"

"Let me count for you." Changbai's mouth curled up, "the rules of the fairy world, spirit beasts are born with spirits, which is a blessing, if you cultivate immortality with the body of spirit beasts, it will be unfair, so if you want to be a god, then You must first reincarnate as a mortal, and then practice."

The little beast listened carefully.

"If you want to ascend to immortality, talent and diligence are indispensable. What's even rarer is that you have to ask without any distracting thoughts." Changbai said: "As a human being, the temptations in his life are endless, fragrant cars BMW, Qian Quan Wealth, honor, beauty... Even a person with high talent needs to go through countless circles in the six realms of samsara, taste all the bitterness and bitterness, and break through the world of mortals before he can leave his heavy body and be at ease. There are thousands of people who cultivate immortals. Ten million, only a few of them will be able to ascend to immortality in the end... It's very difficult."

The little beast thought about it, and said stubbornly: "It's difficult, but it's not impossible."

Changbai paused, smiled, and said to himself that you little brat can't scare you anymore.He coughed lightly, threatening it with a serious face: "Do you think it's over? Of course not! There are many officials in the fairy world, but to be able to take this official position, you need to be close to the God of cultivation. What is the God of God?" do you know?"

The little beast shook his head.

Changbai looked serious: "It is the heaven and the earth, it is the universe, it is the beginning of all things in the universe! Back then, the God created the way of heaven, and then gave birth to all living beings. The way of heaven was complicated, and the power of living beings was powerful and disorderly. Supporting the Dao of Heaven with one’s own body——Cultivation is close to God, is this considered a family?”

Changbai hummed inwardly, thinking he was scared this time, right?

Little Beast: "...But didn't you also do it?"

Changbai... Changbai was so blocked that he almost didn't come up.

"Can I do the same?!" He stood up and said excitedly, "I am the god of war! I was born in heaven and earth, the sky is my father, and the earth is my mother. The primordial spirit contains the power of heaven and earth! It's amazing!"

That little Bai Ze looked at him and said nothing.

He thought he was finally able to persuade this little stubborn person this time, and he was relieved, but the little beast looked at him for a moment with a complicated expression, and said, "...you talk a lot of nonsense."

Changbai: ...? ! !