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The warm weight on his shoulders made the temperature in Xiao Li's eyes gradually rise. He raised his hand and gently stroked Du Ling's white and smooth feathers for a while, silently enjoying the gentle and peaceful atmosphere between the two of them. After a long time, he finally spoke:

"...I didn't expect to come back."

It stands to reason that Lingtian Sect's mountain gate is the place where Xiao Li grew up, so he should have a deep affection for his hometown, but this is not the case.

After coming here, Du Ling kept admiring the fact that the master's family is so rich. If he had known that he would have to recruit [-] more disciples to support the scene, he would not have lost this prestige.

But in fact, ever since Xiao Li could remember, the mountain gate of Lingtian faction has always been so deserted, empty like a ghost town.

No matter how glorious the cultivation world was in ancient times, it is already in the past. The decline of human cultivation was far earlier than the rise of technology—at least going back hundreds of years, the Lingtian Sect, which was the last proof of the existence of the cultivation world, has always been a single pass. There is only one master in the blessed land of the mountain gate leading a direct disciple to practice.

And I don't know if it's a coincidence or luck, every generation of descendants doesn't want to promote the Taoism, and they are all focused on pursuing immortality and ascension, but no one has ever really succeeded.

Before he shattered the thunder calamity and was inexplicably drawn into the Heavenly Court by a wave of Qinghua Qi, Xiao Li had always believed in the twelve legends of the broken void and ascension.

Because before him, the Lingtian faction hadn’t even been able to shatter pills into infants for hundreds of years, but the more unsuccessful they became, the more persistent they became. He only cares about penance and has no time to teach his disciples.

This kind of self-blockade allowed the Lingtian faction to avoid the catastrophe of the destruction of the orthodoxy that the outside world did not know when, but it also made its vitality gradually fade away.

In Xiao Li's generation, his master Master Xuan Ming didn't realize that he had no successor until he failed to attack the golden core and his lifespan was almost exhausted!

After thinking about it again, I realized that it had been a long time since anyone went to the mountain to seek immortality.

At this time Xuan Ming regretted that he was sorry for the inheritance of the master, but he had a few years to live, and he couldn't wait for the so-called predestined person to come, so he simply went down the mountain and bought a spiritual boy to forcefully accept him as a disciple.

And because Xiao Li was born with the ability to see ghosts and ghosts, everyone in the village regarded him as an ominous person and feared to avoid him. His father did not love his mother, but he was afraid of retribution and dared not throw him out.Seeing this, the old Taoist Xuanming lamented that he didn't have the fate of his parents and family, so he should come to practice, so he gave a bag of bad rice to the farmer Xiao's family in exchange for such an apprentice.

Although following Daogu Xianfeng's master to practice on the mountain can fill his stomach, Xiao Li's life has never had any happiness and warmth to speak of.All he had of the so-called "mentor" was the strict requirements day after day, and the pain caused by pressing his hand on his forehead and forcibly empowering his brain with the practice exercises to the scary old man who described it as skinny.

For him, cultivating immortality is neither a dream nor a pursuit, but the only thing he has no choice but to do.

The choice of sword repair is due to his heart, and it is not a kind of resistance to the closed practice career, but even so, the mountain gate has its own large formation that seals the ancient beasts for him to slay demons and demons, sharpen the sword, or enter the world. The World Refining Treasure Realm, which suppresses all ghosts, tempers one's mind.

In a word, it is not allowed to be contaminated with all the troubles of the world of mortals!

Before he died, Xuan Ming, who had never cultivated a golden elixir in his life, even forced him to swear that he would never step out of the mountain gate unless he became a Nascent Soul——

Xiao Li agreed, and gradually got used to this cold and peaceful life, forgot the rare but pure joy of childhood, and immersed himself in the way of swordsmanship wholeheartedly.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his root aptitude is indeed better than all the predecessors of the Lingtian faction, and he is truly carefree and clear-minded, and he has no big obsession with improving his cultivation base. Dan Chengying turned into a god through calamities... Finally, he ascended to the rank of immortals in the daytime as recorded in the ancient books.

But that so-called Heavenly Court is another copy of a lifeless division.

It was also like this, when those star officials who actually harbored malicious intentions asked him to go down to the mortal world to practice and seal his cultivation base to re-enter the world, Xiao Li did not refuse.

With a fairy face that has lost the ability to express emotions after a century of immortality, he actually retains a little expectation for the so-called mortal life. Will it be as fresh and interesting as the memory fragments he treasured in his heart?Xiao Li can still think of the fish jumping up in the clear stream flowing past the entrance of the village, the simple villagers who occasionally gave him a few handfuls of food with compassion, and the big red-crested rooster with fierce eyes who suspected that he was going to touch his descendants... …

Then Xiao Li found that this mortal world was also strange, he could hardly find the familiar things in his memory, and he couldn't understand what those modern men and women who were glamorous but in a hurry said or did.

In a metropolis with a population of tens of millions, he is still alone, living a lonely life guarding a secret that cannot be revealed in front of mortals.

The only thing that can be called interesting is those books that are completely different from the classics of cultivation and describe another completely different world. Xiao Li originally thought that this is fine, since immortals are different, and he shouldn't have any causal ties to ordinary people, so he just It is also good to enter a special illusion to learn knowledge.

But he didn't expect to meet Du Ling.

When he met the little parrot spirit at the back door of the convenience store where he was working at that time, Xiao Li didn't pay too much attention to it. He just wanted to make sure that there was no evil spirit in it, and turned around and left after judging that it was not a harmful evildoer.

It's just meeting by chance, why bother to expose each other's disguise?

But he didn't expect that Du Ling would catch up like that and take the initiative to rely on him.

Seemingly overnight, life was made a whole lot different for this loud, careless bird who could outshine a circus at just one size.

Du Ling, who thought he hid his differences very well, was full of loopholes in Xiao Li's eyes, but the care he occasionally leaked made Xiao Li feel warm.

Providing him with shelter, buying him delicious food, watching the bright yellow feather crest on the little bird's head rise and fall, seeing the occasional flashes of cunning and confusion in his shiny black eyes... all these became Xiao Li's rare true feelings. to happy hour.

Later, a series of things happened. He suspected that Du Ling had been cheating on him, and Du Ling once thought that he was mentally ill. On the contrary, the relationship between them has taken a step further, and they have truly become close friends who can talk about everything.

At this time, Xiao Li recalled the days of practicing sword practice alone here, and it seemed like a lifetime away.

But after all, the two could not fully communicate with each other.

Xiao Li could feel Du Ling's evasion, and he could also know why he was frequently advancing and retreating, but he knew that it was not entirely a misunderstanding. The ignorant things will break through the ground, but they cannot be clearly grasped.

It's just that in the originally peaceful lake of mind, a vague and delusional thought that can't be extinguished like a prairie fire arises for no reason, scorching the heart all the time.

He had always wanted to find a chance to have a good conversation with Du Ling, but when he came to the mountain gate, Du Ling was all focused on understanding the layout of the building and settling the newly recruited children. Chirping, quacking, quacking was very lively, but he didn't give him a single look.

Jianxiu once again felt the loneliness of being alone and isolated.

He even began to regret that he made the decision too hastily and accepted Zhang Jing as his disciple without careful consideration. Although Du Ling's reaction of worrying about his status was very cute, it also prompted him to accept more than a dozen students. The little demon was serving as his subordinate, so he was distracted.

Xiao Li felt that he suddenly understood why the elders of the division chose to pass it on from generation to generation. How good would it be if there were only himself and A Ling in the entire division?

Obviously, after his ascension, A-Ling just took over the responsibility of being the head of the sect, so it is not considered a severance of the inheritance. Why do you still have to accept those apprentices who delay people's cultivation, but in order to deal with future catastrophes, you have to add more people... He felt for a while It is very contradictory, and the realm that has been improved before seems to be shaken.

Even Xiao Li didn't intend to confide in things that he couldn't decide to upset Du Ling, but the memories of the Lingtian faction were revealed in a few words.

Anyway... there is nothing worth describing.

After listening to his growing history, which can be called a little cabbage, Du Ling was silent for a long time, and the first sentence he spoke at the end was this: "...I never thought that you are worth a bag of brown rice, little pear. I love you for one minute."

However, although his mouth is not forgiving, and he has a very bird-style poking at the pain, his body is very honest and reflects the true inner thoughts.It's a pity that there is only a pair of wings and no arms to hug each other, so Du Ling had no choice but to move his paws, and put his warm, furry body, slightly higher than human body temperature, against Xiao Li's cold side face.

"Don't be depressed, I'll be with you in the future." Alas, it's a pity that my brother doesn't have an arm to hold you and pat your head now, so let's just squeeze and make do.

The warm parrot's neck was a little itchy, making Xiao Li's eyes flicker with an imperceptible light smile.

"Always?"

"...It depends on your performance."

Seeing that you are as beautiful as a flower, my lord will coax you in large numbers!

Seeing that he made the little poor happy with his three or two strikes, Du Ling fluttered his feathers a little proudly and feeling a little hot.

"It's not worth it."

"..."

#小友友Every sentence sounds like a love story, but how did I break it when I was so straight before! ? #

Under Xiao Li's sincere and sincere eyes, Mao Mao, who was blown up by the deep and gentle male voice, lowered his head uncomfortably.Rubbing his face against his chest, he racked his brains to develop new topics.

#I always feel that if I continue to talk about something, I won’t be able to keep it...#

"Ah cough, in general—" he summed up forcefully: "Our sect is really closed, and the reform should start with you and me!"

Then he made a more forceful turning point: "Let's not talk about this first. In fact, I was very surprised when you said Heavenly Court from the very beginning. Do you really think that ascending to Heavenly Court is considered immortal? Since that thing is actually an artifact left by the great power of the creation world, Does it mean that you haven't really broken the void and broken through the shackles of this world?"

Logically speaking, it should not be led to a higher level of fairyland after surviving the tribulation and thunder, or jumping out of the small world to go to the great world.

"If the rules of operation in this world are more similar to the divine way, and there are some heavenly soldiers and generals like myths, who violate the rules of heaven and are knocked down to the mortal world or go through catastrophes in the lower world, shouldn't they be reincarnated? What the hell is it to leave the seal and repair it directly?" ?”

Du Ling thought and asked more and more questions, and he felt that he made sense, and finally he simply started to use his old career as a senior x-point writer and his brain opened up: "Do you think that the creator or something in the first place, I don’t want people in this world to ascend to heaven, and they will be forcibly absorbed into that Heavenly Court after they reach a certain level of practice. The real purpose is to drain the cultivation of you genius monks and turn them into the power to run the world... hiss~~”

The more he said it, the more it seemed to be the case, Master Bird gasped, and stared at Xiao Li with in-depth probing eyes. Could it be that the cultivation base that was said to be sealed had already been sucked dry by that little fairy in Heaven?

Xiao Li couldn't help laughing at Du Ling's undisguised nervous attitude, he always thought of it like this, but what Du Ling said was not completely unreasonable.

"I know the matter of cultivation base, but Heavenly Court..."

He looked up at the vast starry sky. The so-called "heavenly court" that mortals cannot capture beyond the nine days may really be a cover like Du Ling said, turning the whole world into a cage, and the inside seems to be endlessly self-contained. Cycle, but actually there is no possibility.

It is precisely because of this that the laws of this world inevitably have omissions that cannot be repaired. Du Ling's last life was like the collapse of the heavens and the rampage of demons. How could it be that it was not the result of his inability to support the reshuffle.

Not wanting to fall into the doomed sea of ​​corpses and blood, he can only do his best against the sky and become the one who can lift the cover!

"Hey, hey, the soul is back, everyone said don't be so sad. Talents like us are destined to have to poke the sky at least once in a lifetime."

Hearing what Du Ling said, and boldly patting the back of his head with his wings, Xiao Li realized that all his thoughts had been understood by him.

Thinking that he didn't want to do such a big event alone, and he was accompanied by like-minded friends, Xiao Li suddenly felt no dullness in his heart, but felt his blood boil.

This is probably the so-called meaningful life, right?

It's really... heartwarming.

"Wait for you to transform first." As if breaking free from some shackles in an instant, he was suddenly able to speak in such a half-joking manner.

Convex!Grandpa tried so hard to comfort you, but you hurt me so much——

Master Niao, who was poked in his weak spot, wanted to twist his ear.

"Hmph, I have my own opinion on this matter, and I have already seen the way, but it's you, Xiao Lizi, can you still recover your cultivation? Don't tell me that every time you fight in the future, you have to bite my mouth first. Ah." The so-called hurting the enemy one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, Du Ling dared to say that because he had a bird head and couldn't see his blush.

But Xiao Li's skin will definitely be thinner than him.

Seeing that a certain high-cold swordsman became hard again like a quick freeze, and even a certain parrot felt that he had finally won a round even though his face was hot, so he let out a series of hehe strange laughs, and began to make persistent efforts to flirt with the initiative. kiss.

Heh... I don't know who got the better of who in the end, and who got the better of it.