The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

After returning to the inn, he saw Ruoheng waiting there, Jing Moli looked at him with a smile, "Why are you here?" He smiled and did not expose his stalking.

Ruoheng greeted you, "I think you are in Qiuning City, if I don't entertain you well, I will not treat you well, so I want to invite Xianjun and Mo Li to live in the City Lord's Mansion." He originally wanted to stay with Jing Mo They went out together to live in the Wulin, but it was a pity that his parents dragged and nagged for half an hour. It was thousands of confessions that asked him to take care of Jing Moli more. After much deliberation, he just entertained him well.

"Ruoheng is too polite. We will leave tomorrow, so we won't bother you." Jing Moli declined his offer, "However, if you want to invite us to dinner, I'm still very happy."

Ruoheng nodded immediately, "Then go to Zuifenglou."

Today's Zuifeng Building is also full. Ruoheng has a fixed box, so he was warmly greeted as soon as he arrived. He ordered a table of wine and food, and Jing Moli ate and drank unceremoniously, probably because he ate too much snacks. A little thirsty, Jing Moli drank three glasses of wine in a row, and was about to pour the fourth when Sanskrit stopped him, "Eat vegetables."

Jing Moli didn't insist, and took a bite of the food, "How about we go to Sucheng first?"

"If you want to go, we will go." Fanyin scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of him.

"Okay, then go." Jing Mo smiled heartily, bent his eyes, and put a piece of bamboo shoots into the Sanskrit bowl.

Seeing that the two of them are so close, Ruoheng can't understand. Moli and Xianjun don't look like seniors or friends, but like relatives. It's like the fifth elder who treats Moli in every possible way. of.

"Have Xianjun and Moli known each other for a long time?"

"If you think about it, it's only 18 years." It was indeed only 18 years since his reincarnation, and he asked the mantra, "You didn't know me before, right?"

Sanskrit nodded, "Yes."

"Then your relationship is really good." 18 years is too short for a fairy or a demon.

Jing Moli glanced at Ruoheng lightly, with a smile on his lips, "The word fate has always been like this, meeting is fate, I hope that the fate between heaven and earth will never end, and long-term gatherings will never part."

"It's a pity that things are impermanent in the world, there are always too many unavoidable things." Ruoheng sighed softly, feeling a little melancholy.

Jing Moli was rather curious. Ruoheng is over 500 years old. Such a big monster should marry a wife and start a family. "Then what is your fate?"

Ruoheng coughed lightly, "What fate do I have?"

"Oh? Seeing that you are very personable, handsome, and powerful, don't you have a beautiful demon lady in your arms?" Jing Moli didn't believe it either. He was very attractive back then, and this Ruoheng elder It is impossible not to be surrounded by butterflies.

"How can those be fate? I only want to cultivate a fate in my life, and walk side by side with each other for thousands of years, just like my parents." Ruoheng also wants that kind of happiness, even if it is plain, it is very warm.

Looking at him, Jing Moli was in a daze for a moment, as if he had heard this sentence somewhere before, "Cultivate this fate for the rest of my life," he stretched out his hand to support his forehead, and blurted out a sentence unconsciously, "The blue sky and the yellow spring are the same as the king."

"Yes, if you have your sweetheart walking with you, you will be fearless in life and death." Ruoheng nodded approvingly.

Jing Moli looked up at him, a blurred red shadow floated in his mind, his heart trembled slightly, Jing Moli grabbed Fanyin's wrist, "I drank too much just now, I seem to be a little drunk."

"Then let's go back first." Fanyin also noticed that Jing Moli was restless, and immediately stood up.

"Thank you for your hospitality. See you again." Jing Moli greeted Ruoheng, and left the Zuifeng Tower with Fanyin. After a few breaths, they returned to the inn room. Jing Moli immediately let go of Fanyin's hand, covering Touching his forehead, he felt like his head was about to explode.

"Calm your mind and keep your mind clear." The Sanskrit voice guided Jing Moli to get rid of distracting thoughts.

After taking a few deep breaths, Jing Moli calmed down. After a while, he finally calmed down. Sanskrit poured a cup of hot water over and brought it to Jing Moli's mouth. Jing Moli took two sips from his hand. ,"I'm all right."

Sanskrit looked at him worriedly, "What's the matter?"

"When I heard Ruoheng's words, I suddenly felt familiar, as if I had heard them somewhere before." Jing Moli showed a little grievance in his eyes, and pouted, he rubbed against Fanyin's side and leaned on his shoulder, "I can feel that I should have A person who likes and likes so much that he likes it so much that he becomes obsessed with it, right?" That kind of unforgettable love makes him prefer to wander alone in the underworld, makes him go through hardships and cultivates to become a ghost king, makes him unable to let go even if he is reincarnated .

Sanskrit fell silent, Mo Li has always been intelligent, so many clues are displayed in front of him, even if he doesn't say anything, he can always guess, he nodded slowly, "Yes."

Jing Moli sighed melancholy, "Oh, I never thought I would have such a day." He never thought that he would be so crazy when he became infatuated, "I like Feng Guixi, don't I?" Asking again, I asked the root of this love.

Fanyin nodded again, "Yes."

Jing Moli lowered his head slightly. The Moli who lives in the Wulin is indeed the one who does not take the usual path. Thousands of beauties fall in love with the young master of the Feng clan even if they don't love him. His vision has always been good, and Feng Guixi will not be an ordinary beauty, but unfortunately he doesn't remember how gorgeous Feng Guixi was, and how unforgettable that relationship was.

"I'm really curious about what Feng Guixi looks like and what kind of temperament he is." Jing Moli asked feelingly.

"Very good." The Feng Guixi in Moli's memory was indeed very good, with a stunning appearance, rich elegance, elegant like an orchid, noble and flawless.Sanskrit wanted to say that Ruoheng was somewhat similar to Feng Guixi, but he never said it, it just made it harder for Mo Li to let go, and that Ruoheng was not Feng Guixi's.

"I think so too. If it's not good, why would I like it?" Jing Moli chuckled softly, "What was my wish before reincarnation?" Now that he has chosen reincarnation, there are only two possibilities, one is absolutely nothing. He gave up his hope and gave up. One had new hope. He knew that if he gave up, he would definitely abide by the oath of life and death. That was another possibility.

"Ascend to the Immortal Realm to see if we can find Feng Guixi's vitality." Sanskrit replied honestly.

Sure enough, no wonder he subconsciously wants to ascend to immortality. Since it is his wish, he will fulfill it by himself. After becoming an immortal, he will find Feng Guixi, "Well, no matter what, I will work hard. Since this life has inherited the previous life You can't owe everything to yourself in the previous life."

He suddenly thought of himself, without that stubbornness, Fanyin couldn't help but feel relieved, but there was still a bit of bitterness in his heart, Moli's heart belonged to Feng Guixi after all, he shouldn't have hoped for anything but always wanted it What, even if it is a pure disciple of Bodhi?It is also selfish.

"I will help you." As long as Mo Li is well, he can bear all the Sanskrit, including his own selfishness, and he is willing to give everything to fulfill it.

Jing Moli smiled, "Well, it's cold, I don't want to sleep by myself, you can sleep with me."

Sanskrit didn't refuse, sleeping on the same bed was very common for them, it was so common that they didn't need to think about other things, and he would not go beyond the boundaries of friends, it would only ruin everything.

The quilt was already laid out, and Jing Moli, who had washed up first, nestled obediently in the quilt, covering it warmly. He moved to another quilt when he saw Fanyin coming in. Fanyin closed the window and then turned off the lights and lay down under the quilt. It was full of the temperature of Mo Li, and there was also a slight smell of him.

Jing Moli moved closer, leaning against Sanskrit, "I seem to be a little awake, why don't you tell me a story to lull me to sleep?"

Sanskrit lay straight, eyes closed, "What story do you want to hear?"

Jing Moli thought for a moment, "Let's talk about the fairy world."

"The Immortal Realm resides in the Nine Heavens. There are Shangqing and Bodhi. The Shangqing Minghua Xianzun is the Patriarch, and the Bodhisattva Jinghua Xianzun is the Patriarch. And there are four emperors below, who are in charge of the four directions. Dongqing Emperor, Xiyao Emperor, Beixuan Emperor, Emperor Nanyang, there are disciples of Shangqing and disciples of Bodhi in the four directions," Fanyin said slowly about the fairy world.

"Then which emperor seat are you under?"

"Master Jinghua." The Sanskrit sound does not belong to the disciples of the Sifang Emperors, but directly belongs to the disciples of the Bodhi Patriarch Jinghua Xianzun.

"Then why did you choose to practice Bodhi?"

"There is nothing in the heart, and those who are heartless will naturally practice the path of Bodhi."

Jing Moli shook his head, and didn't agree with this reason. The Taoist priest's heart is not empty. He has many thoughts, one of which is him, Jing Moli, "If you don't want to practice Bodhi, you can change to Shangqing." ?"

Sanskrit was slightly stunned, this question seems to have never been brought up, and no celestial being would think this way, most of those who practice Bodhi Tao have already overcome the seven emotions, so how can they change to the supernatant?After thinking about it, he has practiced the Bodhi way for more than 500 years, but at that moment his heart was moved and he greedily recited the word love, so can he still be a Bodhi disciple?

"do not know."

"It should be possible. A disciple of the Supreme Purity who breaks through everything will naturally enter the path of Bodhi. A disciple of the Bodhisattva will enter the Supreme Purity if his heart is pure."

Sanskrit opened his eyes, what he said seems to be contrary to the truth, but also in line with common sense, the boundary between Bodhi and the supernatant seems to be separated by this heart, maybe it is the limitation of his own realm.

Jing Moli turned over and put his head on Sanskrit's shoulder, "I can only be a disciple of the Qing Dynasty. There are too many things hidden in my heart, and I can't break it." The slender eyelashes trembled slightly. , He understands his own heart very well, and he also has many people and things that he cares about.

"Well, as long as it's a willing choice, it's fine."

Jing Moli smiled slightly, and stopped talking, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he fell into a deep sleep, the Sanskrit sound did not move, his eyes were wide open, and he was sober, Mo Li was by his side, so far away After hesitating for a long time, he finally stretched out his right hand, gently and carefully stroking Moli's head, which was warm and fluffy, well-behaved and beautiful.

He turned this piece of heart into a sincere heart, even if this sincerity can only be known by himself, he can't say it and shouldn't say it.Mo Li, Mo Li, Sanskrit silently chanted the name in his heart, Mo Li, I hope you don't leave, even if I can only look at you, my heart is also happy.