The days of being favored by paranoid gods

Xiafeng looked sadly at the beautiful boy walking away, she likes to see beautiful men and women.

He was even one of the judges who ranked the beauties in the Chongyuan Realm in the gossip tabloids of the Chongyuan Realm, silently remembering the appearance of the young man.

Xiafeng thought, if this young man grows up a few more years, it seems that the title of the most beautiful man in the Chongyuan world, the Lord of Longze, will change a bit?

With the thought of wanting to know the boy's name, Xiafeng slapped her knees immediately, "Come on, let's go up too!"

Go and see, what is his name, and who will he worship under!

The crescent-white robe on Bai Lingyang's body was a little wet from the damp aura in the mountains. After thanking the man and woman, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

The voice was still a little jealous and said: "Why is that woman looking at you like this?"

Listening to these rare childish remarks, Bai Lingyang couldn't help but curled his eyelashes, and raised his tone, "Hey, are you finally willing to talk?"

Bai Lingyang was very dissatisfied with sending a secret message but never received a reply, so he could only go on the road to Tianyi School alone.

Not to mention loneliness and boredom, but also encountered several fights. Fortunately, he beat them to the ground with great skill. Otherwise, Zeyuan would be able to afford to pay for his injury?

Almost instantly, I heard Ze Yuan say again: "It's not because I don't want to look for you, and it's not because I don't want to talk to you, but because my soul is being fettered..."

When he said this, Bai Lingyang couldn't help but think of the theory that Fan Zi kept saying 'the sky is struck by lightning'.

"Could it be that it restricts your communication with me?"

Bai Lingyang thought for a while, and following the sound transmission into the secret, a man hummed deeply, and then Bai Lingyang said: "This Heavenly Dao is really hateful. When there is a chance, we must catch him and press him to the ground to beat him."

Hearing such naughty words in the young Ruyu's clear voice, Zeyuan smiled heavily.

Zeyuan said: "Okay, I will definitely catch Tiandao and beat you later."

The sun is mottled in the mountains and forests, and the fog is thick, as if people are soaked in the spring of spring.

Bai Lingyang's figure was nimble, stepping on every tallest and thinnest branch with precision and leaping towards the endless mountain top.

From time to time, the monks who were stagnant due to the barriers and formations passed by around, but Bai Lingyang was not affected, his body was covered with a faint golden light, and he jumped around as if watching the scenery.

Occasionally he would playfully leave a few words to the struggling monks.

"Brother, work hard~"

"Brother can't do it, come back in ten years~"

"Your life matters, your life matters~"

Some people were really angry when they stopped, but they had nothing to do with Bai Lingyang, they could only say something envious and jealous, "Don't bully the young and poor", "You wait for me", and so on, and then sent Bai Lingyang up with helpless eyes.

Zeyuan was waiting for Bai Lingyang at the peak.

It has been 50 years since they came directly to this world from the previous world.

According to Bai Lingyang's understanding, Zeyuan came to Chongyuan Realm one step ahead of him.

There have been myths about Zeyuan's life that have been circulating in the world——

50 years ago, Gu Zeyuan was born in Tianyi School.

Gu Zeyuan is the proud son of heaven. On the day of his birth, ninety-nine 81 auspicious clouds and seventy-seven 49 auspicious phoenixes surrounded the sky and sang for nine hundred and ninety-nine days without leaving.

Everyone in the world knows that Gu Zeyuan is the chosen child of heaven, and his future immortality is just around the corner.

Sure enough, Gu Zeyuan was born with the ability to refine qi, and he condensed it into a golden elixir before he was three years old.

In this world of Chongyuan, where it takes 30 years for a genius to condense a golden core, Gu Zeyuan can be said to be astonishingly talented, unmatched by anyone.

He has been cultivated to become Lord Longze, leading a group of worshipers to practice in Qingyan Peak of Tianyi Sect.

Bai Lingyang thought wistfully, his soul came into the world only a few days ago, but Bai Lingyang always felt that it didn't seem like that.

Because it seems that those '81 auspicious clouds' and the wandering and singing auspicious phoenix...he has really seen them.

It's a pity, for some reason, Bai Lingyang's memory seemed to be half-sealed. He only knew that he had just worn it, but he didn't know where the body he had now came from.

Well……

Could it be that such a body that is already at the golden core stage was sent by time travel?

impossible.

Bai Lingyang thought about what was there and what was not, wondering where to start to solve the mystery of this life——

Of course, there are countless secrets about him.

The talent of this body is extremely high, it is a genius who has entered the golden core stage just after turning eighteen, and there is no worry about not being able to enter the Tianyi sect.

Bai Lingyang walked through the stairs one after another without any pressure, and the end point appeared not far from him.

His beautiful eyes were full of radiance, and his steps became more and more brisk.

Qingyan Peak is the steepest and most dangerous mountain in the entire Tianyi Sect's mountain range, and Qingyan Peak got its name because of the auspicious image attracted by Gu Zeyuan, the master of Longze, when he broke through the Golden Core Stage.

Breaking through the golden elixir stage and entering the Nascent Soul stage would have been baptized by seven or seven 49 lightning calamities. Only after breaking through can the elixir be broken and transformed into an infant, and successfully enter the Nascent Soul stage.

But when Gu Zeyuan broke through the golden core stage, for some unknown reason, one hundred and one thunderstorms came!

Not to mention this, he also forcibly turned the world around, condensing the thunder calamity that would have affected so much to only involve it in Qingyan Peak.

Moreover, according to Tian Yizong's disciples who witnessed this thunder calamity, the thunder seemed to be condensed by Gu Zeyuan and led to another place for other purposes.

The thunder calamity was so powerful that when it landed on Gu Zeyuan's body, the thunder calamity that was about to turn everything into ashes fell on Gu Zeyuan. Not only that, he also transformed the thunder calamity into majestic spiritual power by his magic.

It turned out that Qingyan Peak was in the early autumn at that time, and the mountains were all red and the forests were all dyed.

After being impacted by such a powerful spiritual power, it turned dark green and remained unchanged forever.

Since then, the place has been renamed Qingyan Peak.

The man sitting in the main seat in the main hall of Qingyan Peak was silently holding a teacup. His figure was like a pine tree, and his aura was cool and coercive.

There are teacups between the men, but they don't seem to be thinking about the spiritual tea.

His eyes are as cold as glaciers, completely different from the compassion of a cultivator who saves all beings.

Gu Zeyuan sat alone on the main seat, out of tune with the ethereal aura around him.

Even with such coercion, the few 'apprentices' beside him did not feel disobedient at all, nor were they afraid of him.

With Gu Zeyuan's coercion, if he changed the double-breasted fairy robe on his body into a dark one with strange patterns, he would definitely look like a demon king.

Gu Zeyuan was admired more by the world, but the awe was not without reason.

Suddenly, the expression of the man who had been cold at the corner of his mouth softened.

He sensed that the breath of day and night thoughts was getting closer, and his bloodless lips bent a joyful arc.

On the other side of the main seat where the man was sitting, a young man in a bright red dress was teasing a blue luan bird.

The whole body of the bird is emerald green, and the beak is a little red and gold. It is the king of the green luan, which is extremely rare.

The young man in red has slender eyebrows and looks like a monster, but he has a childish temper. Seeing the man's happy expression, he poked his head curiously and asked the man next to him who was wearing black sleeves and half-closed his eyes.

"Hey, Wu Xuan, what happened to Master today?"

Wu Xuan, who was dressed in black, raised his head lazily when he heard the words, glanced at the man quickly and said to Zhu Xingyan who was still teasing Qingluan: "...Master is happy."

Isn't this just nonsense? !

Zhu Xingyan glared at Wu Xuan, but saw that this person ignored him at all and then closed his eyes and went to sleep. He gritted his teeth angrily, "What do you need to say?"

Seeing Zhu Xingyan jumping angrily, the young man in crow blue clothes who was pouring tea for the man came out to make love, "Okay, okay, second junior brother, fourth junior brother, don't mess around."

This is Gu Qinglin, the eldest brother among the five apprentices under Gu Zeyuan's seat.

He was born handsome, with a sense of righteousness in his brows and eyes, with a poker face and a bit of majesty in it.

Zhu Xingyan and Wu Xuan bowed their heads resentfully after hearing what they said, and went on to do their own things.

"Puff—hahaha coward—"

The boy's laughter came from the side, and the boy in gold was covered with jewels and jewels. Although vulgar, he was still full of luxury.

He had the same golden eyes as Bai Lingyang, but they were mischievous inside, and he shrank into a ball and dared not speak after receiving a stare from senior brother Gu Qinglin.

The young man in white who has been leaning against the pillar without speaking has raised his eyebrows, although his face is pretty, but when he has no expression, he looks a bit fierce.

Seeing that everyone was cleaned up by senior brother Gu Qinglin, only fifth junior brother Qi Ling, who was still puffy just now, was flicking his golden cuffs boredly, and said coldly: "You are so naughty, when the master gets angry Just peel off your skin and make a cushion."

Qi Ling stared at the words, and the baby's face was angry, and he was about to fly to the pillar and pull the third brother Bai Jingfei's hair.

Lord Longze has five disciples.

Big Brother Gu Qinglin.

Second apprentice Zhu Xingyan.

The third apprentice Bai Jingfei.

The fourth apprentice Wu Xuan.

There is also the current junior brother Wu Xuan.

The five of them fought all day long and made trouble everywhere in the Chongyuan Realm, and only Lord Longze could control them.

Gu Zeyuan, who had been silent all this time, opened his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his stern face.

After a while, he spoke in a low voice, and said to the five apprentices: "Lingyang is here, go and pick him up."

After Gu Qinglin and Bai Jingfei looked at each other, there was a gleam of joy in their eyes.

Here comes, finally here!

What everyone is waiting for--the little junior brother God Zun!

The five of them bowed to their master first, and then flew down from Qingyan Peak with swords all the way down to the trial ladder.

But no one knew that when they had just left the hall where Lord Longze was, that Lord, who was so high and unreachable, covered his heart.

At the same time, there was a painful low hum that was suppressed as much as possible...

Zeyuan knew that Lingyang was coming soon.

After closing his eyes for a long time, his brows gradually relaxed. Holding the table with his slender and powerful hands, he moved very slowly, very slowly, barely stood up from the red shirt Shenmu platform.