If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

Qing Yuan threw the empty wine jar on the ground, turned to ask the roe deer demon who was changing him with new wine: "What about him?"

The roe deer demon replied subconsciously: "Miss Panxi didn't come out today."

Qing Yuan frowned, wanted to say Luo Yang, but didn't want to call out his name, so he snorted and said, "I didn't mean her."

The roe deer demon understood, and said, "Master Luoyang is accompanying the new human being."

Qing Yuan frowned and said, "There is no law."

After Zhi Bai got used to the new environment, he became more courageous.Luo Yang caught him two little turtles, kept them in the pool, and gave him a can of feed for him to watch and feed.

After all, it was the people from Cangjiu Mountain who killed the whole village, and there must be Zhibai's relatives among them.Luo Yang thought about whether he might have a grudge, but Zhi Bai just pondered for a moment, then raised his head and smiled at him, with a bitter but stubborn smile: "When I was born, they treated me as if I died. gone."

Luo Yang stopped asking.

Zhibai is a different kind among humans, he is a different kind among demons, but he can be regarded as sympathetic to each other, so why bother to expose people's scars.

When Qing Yuan went back, Pan Xi was on hunger strike again as usual.

The peony flower demon knelt at the door with the food box in hand, cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks thrown out by her.

Qingyuan walked over, and the peony flower demon raised her head, her face full of helplessness.He made a silent gesture to her, walked around her and walked in.

Pan Xi, who was sitting with her back to the door, heard someone coming in, subconsciously gasped and said, "I won't eat."

Qing Yuan cleared his throat and said, "It's not good if you're hungry."

Pan Xi recognized his voice, stood up quickly, and ran towards him with her gauze skirt.She has good facial features, willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and a standard beauty appearance. She can't be regarded as an all-powerful beauty, but she has an aura that does not fall in the mortal world.The light pink gold-edged dress on her body moved in the wind when she ran, like a cloud plucked from the nine heavens.

Although Pan Xi was taken captive by him, Qing Yuan has always treated her well these days, and has never done anything to force her.So she wasn't afraid of him at all.

"When will you let me go?" Pan Xi raised her small face, with a little hope in her bright eyes.Her pink lips spit out these words one by one, full of the innocence of a young girl who is ignorant of the world.

Qingyuan's face was a little stiff when he heard the words, but he quickly concealed his displeasure, and asked, "What's the matter? Isn't it good to stay here?"

"I have to go back. I am the goddess of Yingtian Pavilion. I have been away for a long time. Many sacrificial ceremonies can only be completed in my presence."

Qing Yuan bluntly exposed her lie: "You are doing it for Li Yu."

Pan Xi blushed, embarrassed that he had seen through her thoughts.

"You like him so much, for two lifetimes..." Qing Yuan consciously made a slip of the tongue, and cut off the conversation in time.

"What two lifetimes?" Panxi looked at him suspiciously and asked.

Qing Yuan turned his head away: "You heard wrong."

"I want to go back. If you don't let me go, I will go down the mountain by myself. Anyway, I can't be your caged bird forever." Realizing that she was almost taken off the topic, Pan Xi hurriedly returned to the point of the previous dispute.

"In this Cangjiu Mountain, you are free to travel. If you want to go to other places, I can take you there too. But you don't want to go back to Li Yu's side." Qing Yuan's face darkened, and he said coldly.

Seeing that he cut off his own thoughts without hesitation, Pan Xi burst out uncontrollably: "Then I would rather die." She said and stabbed her neck with an object.

In the gap between lightning and flint, Qing Yuan saw clearly that it was a piece of broken porcelain.

The expected pain didn't come, Pan Xi was still a little scared after all, her hand was slow for a moment, and the tile was blocked by a hand the next moment.

There was blood splashed on her innocent face.

She stared blankly at the man in front of her, a little stunned.

Qing Yuan took the porcelain piece from her hand without changing his expression, and when he touched it with his other good hand, the porcelain piece instantly turned into powder and fell down.He clenched his injured hand into a fist and said to her: "This is the first time you tried to hurt yourself, there will be no next time."

It was only when he turned and left that Pan Xi realized it.She reached out and touched the blood splashed on her face, it was warm, just like that person's heart.

The system monitored Qing Yuan's movements all the time, and then broadcast it live to Wen Fei.

"I remember that the completion rewards of the last world contained certain permission to view the plot."

Fuqiu looked up at him while gnawing on potato chips, and a few words appeared on his forehead: "Which part do you want to see, host?"

Wen Fei looked at his mouth that was eating non-stop, and then looked at the subtitles above his head, and felt that the system pets are good at this, eating and talking.

"Qingyuan and Panxi's past lives."

Fuqiu tapped the screen a few times, called out the plot, and handed him the screen.

Wen Fei stretched out his hand, and as a result, the past lives of the demon ancestor and the goddess slowly unfolded before his eyes.

Heaven and earth gave birth to phoenixes, phoenixes gave birth to peacocks, and peacocks gave birth to rocs.

Ever since Qing Yuan was born, he has attracted the attention of everyone.

He listened to his sutras in front of the seat of the Buddha. All the true Buddhas were devout and serious, but he was the only one who listened dullly.

The Emperor of Heaven wants to let him three points, because he has peacocks and phoenixes behind him, and the backer behind him stomps his feet, and the heavens tremble three times.

He was born on a high place, so he was naturally proud and arrogant. Others worked hard to cultivate and climb up, but he already had something that no one else could get anyway.

He has no goals, so he has to find one that will give him something to do.

This goal is hope.

Panxi's real body is a crane. After 3000 years of enlightenment in front of Taoist ancestors, she was finally transformed into a human form.

The Taoist ancestor personally gave her a name, the Heavenly Emperor personally led her to the Golden Temple, and the Buddha gave her a treasured ten thousand year relic.

She was accepted as a righteous daughter by the Emperor of Heaven, and she is a goddess who is not inferior to any fairy official.

After she swallowed the relic, she possessed ten thousand years of Taoism and became a hot figure in the heavenly court.

The first time Qingyuan saw her in front of the Buddha, he was surprised by her extraordinary temperament.As soon as I touched her again, I was overwhelmed by her dancing posture.

Since Pan Xi took shape, he has seen hundreds if not a thousand suitors, but he is not interested in Qing Yuan's overtures at all.

Even though he is handsome.

Even if his status is high.

Even if he is powerful.

But what Panxi wanted was not at all.

Zhende Xingjun is Panxi's master, explaining the etiquette of the heavenly palace to her, and describing all kinds of things in the world to her.

"Master, it is true that there are frequent wars in the world, and there are really so many bad people?"

As soon as Zhende Xingjun stopped copying the book, the tip of the pen poked a thick ink dot on the rice paper, which blended into the rice paper and turned into a blurred piece.He raised his head and said with a smile: "There is good, but naturally there is bad. Just like light and shadow, when the sun shines on the earth, shadows appear together. Black and white have always been things that go hand in hand."

Pan Xi sat down at the low table, put her hands on the table, looked at him, and asked, "Then can we help them avoid all these disasters?"

Zhende Xingjun smiled and said: "Impossible. As long as people have desires, there will be disasters. Desires lead to wars and chaos, and also to the emergence of a new order. The rise and fall of human dynasties is a constant overthrow and reconstruction. process."

Pan Xi was confused when she heard this, and her bright eyes showed a little helplessness. She watched the master take away the writing paper and spread it out again, and the worried words were already out of her mouth: "I heard the fairies say , you are arguing with the Heavenly Emperor today...for what?"

Zhende Xingjun was stunned for a moment, but soon laughed again, and said, "It's just for some trivial matter." He looked at Panxi's expression, knew that she would ask again, so he had to explain first: "The Emperor of Heaven thinks that the gods We should do our duty as a god, and we don’t need to get involved in the right and wrong of the human world. But the evildoers are raging in the world. If we don’t take action, who else can help them? How can the unarmed and low-level human race fight against the demon race? Woolen cloth?"

Pan Xi didn't have much idea about these things. She had never tasted the sufferings of the world, so she naturally didn't understand what he said.But he wanted to hear from him, and wanted to know from his mouth what the world under the clouds looked like.

"However, if you help them, your magic power will be consumed, and they may not be grateful to you." Panxi thought for a while, and said to him seriously.

"Our abilities come from their beliefs. If we just want to continue to maintain our strength and status, turn a deaf ear to their prayers, and turn a blind eye to their current situation, then what does it matter whether we gods exist or not?" What's the difference?"

Pan Xi felt that what he said was very reasonable, so she kept nodding.

Zhende Xingjun smiled. He naturally guessed how much she had experienced. In fact, these things were too obscure and profound for her.She doesn't need to understand, and she doesn't need to understand, she just needs to continue to be her carefree little goddess.

Zhende Xingjun collided with the Emperor of Heaven again.

This time the situation became more and more serious, and the Emperor of Heaven was so angry that he wanted to demote his official position.

And Zhende Xingjun simply put down his priest hat and went directly to Zhuxiantai.

When Panxi heard the news and rushed over, he had already bid farewell to his friends in the Heavenly Court, and stood alone on the Zhuxian Terrace, dressed in green clothes, extremely simple, but taller than any priest in brocade clothes.

Zhende Xingjun looked at her out of breath and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so impatient, I can't run again."

Panxi stood still, clutching her chest and panting slightly, a little red cloud appeared on her pretty face.

"Are you waiting for me?" she asked tentatively.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." Zhende Xingjun rolled up his cuffs and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead with an unprecedented gentleness.

Pan Xi's face turned redder, and this time she was ashamed.

"Then when will you be back?"

"I don't know, maybe I will come back later, maybe I will never come back." He wasn't sure.

"Will you regret it?" Pan Xi asked.

Zhende Xingjun shook his head, although his movements were slow but he did not hesitate: "This is my own choice." He stretched out his hand, rubbed the top of her hair, and said: "Being born as a god is to protect the common people in the world, selfless Fearless, benefit all people."

She looked at him, the admiration in her eyes gradually turned into admiration, and she said, "You are very different from other people."

He smiled, poked her eyebrows with his fingertips, and said, "You are also very different from other people. Others have themselves in their eyes, but you have compassion in your eyes."

"Then can I go to you?" She opened her mouth softly, asking expectantly and longingly.

"When you grow up, wait until the disputes in the world end." He waved his hands chicly, and jumped off Zhuxiantai.

After Panxi left Zhuxiantai, she went directly to Yuelao Palace.

She wanted to make sure of one thing, to make sure that her master had a place for her besides the common people in the world.

When she saw the two villains tightly bound by the red thread in Yuelao Palace, she finally smiled with satisfaction.

See, you don't even say that you like me, but you hide me in your heart.

She flipped through the Three Lives Marriage Records and found the names of the two of them word by word. When she saw the red note "The Destiny's Destiny" written between them, she smiled like a little fool.

In a blink of an eye, it was in the Suzaku Palace, but this time, it was Qing Yuan and Pan Xi who were arguing.

"Are you crazy, falling into the mortal world, living, dying, dying, seeking the well-being of a group of ants, is this what you are after?" Qing Yuan held her hand tightly, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"If he can do it, I can do it too. What's more, if you don't do anything, you will be a fairy in vain." Panxi's attitude is very firm.

"You just need to marry me, and you can have better things. At that time, I can accompany you to the world, and you can enjoy their worship and gain their faith from above."

Pan Xi broke away from him: "What I want is not faith."

Qingyuan asked: "Then what do you want?"

"Nothing. I have nothing but him. If he wants to save the common people, I will accompany him to save the common people. If he wants to live, grow old, get sick and die, I will live and die with him."

"You're crazy." Qing Yuan scolded her, "For an illusory marriage in Yuelao Palace, do you really want to do this? If he really likes you, he won't abandon you and fall into the mortal world."

"You're wrong." Pan Xi said seriously, "I read it with my heart. He doesn't need to stay for me. Feelings are never possession and companionship, but fulfillment and support."

"Then what about your Wannian Taoism, you don't want it anymore?"

"If you lose it, just lose it." She strode away, as chic as Zhende Xingjun was back then.

On the day she jumped off Zhuxiantai, Qing Yuan was the first to notice that she was missing.

When he chased after her, she had already left, only the thunder of Zhuxian Terrace roared, like the heavy sorrow and joy in the world.

He jumped into Zhuxian Terrace, and the turbulent electric light seemed to tear his soul apart.He was forced to reveal his real body, frantically looking for traces of her in the thunder pool.

In the end, he only found an inner alchemy, which was mixed in the gap of the space, shining brightly.

And she got her wish and was reincarnated as a human being.

In this life, she is what everyone hopes for.

And in this life, that person is Li Yu.

The heavenly god Qingyuan, who was forgotten by them, drank wine for half a month in a daze in the palace, and finally stumbled and took Panxi's inner alchemy, stole the Qingxin pill from the Taoist alchemy furnace, ground it into powder and crushed it In the inner alchemy of Panxi.Just when he went to Yuelao Palace to destroy the red line between Pan Xi and Li Yu, the heavenly soldiers and generals all appeared and captured him.