The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

In the room, Hanchen cast a spell to put Mo Li's soul back, and then took out a seven-color glazed treasure box, opened it solemnly, a white light overflowed from the treasure box, and inside the treasure box was a nine-petal Wuyou Flowers are pure white and flawless. Ordinary people can live forever if they ask for a petal, and immortals can increase their skill for thousands of years if they take it.

Looking at Mo Li who was lying down, Hanchen took out the worry-free flower, "Mo Li, don't disappoint Sanskrit's hard work." The worry-free flower turned into a spiritual energy and entered Mo Li's heart, nourished by the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth The meridians and dantian are used to repair the injured primordial spirit.

The dawn has come, and Mo Li, who has been sleeping peacefully for three days and three nights, finally opened his eyes. The peach blossoms are full of ice and snow, and memories flood the sky in an instant. He can't help but close his eyes again. When he wakes up again, it is already It was noon, and Mimeng sat up, he was in a daze for a long time.

Fu Ziyuan came in with tea, and when he saw Mo Li got up, he smiled happily, "Seventh Elder, you're finally awake, how are you doing? Is there any discomfort? I'll call Master over."

Jing Moli looked up at him, "Are you Fu Ziyuan?"

Fu Ziyuan nodded, full of relief, "Yes! I finally recognize someone."

Jing Moli stroked his forehead, "This is Qiwu Peak, and I am Jing Moli."

"Ah?" Fu Ziyuan blinked suspiciously, why did he still look weird?He said tentatively, "Ghost King?"

"Well, I used to be the ghost king." Jing Moli responded.

The expression on Fu Ziyuan's face became stiff, Master, help!

"Now, the mortal Jing Moli." Jing Moli stood up, and he shook his head helplessly, "Things are indeed impermanent." Walking out of the room, standing on the corridor, looking at the sea and sky in the distance, the world is still the same as before. Jing Moli is no longer Jing Moli.

Fu Ziyuan hesitated for a long time, and finally came forward, "Seventh Elder? Then do you remember Taoist Sanskrit?"

Jing Moli didn't look back, and said very coldly, "Well, I met him before reincarnation."

"that's it?"

"Otherwise? What else?"

"Eh." Fu Ziyuan was speechless, should he say it or not?Mo Li was still very angry when Daoist Sanskrit was mentioned yesterday, so let's not talk about it?Let's talk about it on their own when the Sanskrit priest comes back.

He grinned, "Elder Seven, I'll watch the kitchen is boiling medicine, don't blow the cold wind, you'd better go back to the room to rest." Silently entered the kitchen.

Jing Moli stood motionless, still looking into the distance. He has been a demon for more than 300 years, and a ghost for more than 500 years. Now, as a mortal, what scene has he not seen?But after waking up, it seemed that there were too many facts that he was unwilling to accept.

"Yo, finally woke up." Han Chen fell against the breeze, saw Jing Moli standing in a daze, and made fun of him.

Jing Moli turned his head to look at him, his brows were quiet, Han Chen frowned immediately when he saw it, this situation is not right, he smiled slightly, "Your Excellency is the ghost king Moli?"

"That's a thing of the past, just call me Moli." Jing Moli's expression was still the same cold.

"You recovered the memory of the previous life?" Han Chen quickly reacted.

Jing Moli nodded, "Yes." He raised his hand in a salute, "Thank you Xianjun for saving me."

Hanchen scratched the back of his head, it was really disturbing, "You don't need to thank me, Xie Fanyin, for you, he is." He hesitated to speak, frowned, couldn't help worrying, thought about it He stopped talking and waved his hand, "Forget it, he needs to stay in the Immortal Realm recently, and won't be able to come to the Human Realm for a while."

Jing Moli's expression didn't move, he still looked indifferent, "Oh, then thank Xianjun Fanyin for me."

Han Chen frowned slightly, this doesn't look like a couple who are in love, this Sanskrit gave up everything for Mo Li, and Mo Li didn't ask a few more words, suddenly had an ominous premonition, "You don't know Do you remember the Sanskrit?"

Jing Moli's eyes moved slightly, but his voice was still cold, "Immortal Fanyin once helped me enter reincarnation, so I naturally remember."

"that's it?"

"Should there be anything else?" Jing Moli asked back.

Hanchen was silent for a while, "Forget it, it's okay to forget." Shaking his head, he turned around, "I think you're fine, take a good rest these few days." Forgetting will save you a lot of trouble , without obsessive love, it may be the best result for Sanskrit and Moli.

He came out of the kitchen with a bowl of medicine and entered the flower hall. Looking at Jing Moli sitting under the window, Fu Ziyuan's expression was broken. It has been seven days. This Moli has been cold since he woke up. He acted as if no one was close to him, and he would never speak unless necessary. He really hoped that Mo Li from before would come back quickly, even if he bullied him, he would admit it.

"Elder Seven, I've taken the medicine." Fu Ziyuan put the medicine on the table.

Jing Moli nodded slightly, "Thank you." He picked up the medicine and drank it expressionlessly.

Fu Ziyuan sat down beside him, and looked at Jing Moli with his hands on his chin, "Seventh Elder, when will you change back?"

"Am I not like this?"

"Well, I'm still used to your noisy and indecent appearance." Fu Ziyuan regretted it after speaking, "No, no, no, I mean you are approachable and caring for younger generations."

Seeing his flustered look, the corners of Jing Moli's lips moved slightly, "I've existed in this world for too long, and I can't go back."

Fu Ziyuan thought about it carefully, and yes, the Seventh Elder and Elder Yishu belonged to the same generation. Now that he has recovered his past memories, he is indeed no longer that teenager, "But since it exists, we must be happy." Are you alive? I believe that the real Jing Moli must be a very happy and free-spirited person, so she won't be so depressed and cold."

Jing Moli looked at him in surprise, he was right, Jing Moli used to be happy and unrestrained all the time, but without Feng Guixi, Jing Moli lost all happiness.He died in Yanchi, and he woke up in the underworld. He thought he was lost, so he kept looking for it. After searching for more than 500 years, there was no result. At that moment in Jihe City, he was really desperate. He was afraid The years of searching and searching by myself are only farther away from Guixi.

The next reincarnation is the last chance he gave himself, and also the last bit of hope.Now he has indeed reincarnated, and picked up more and more ties that he had forgotten.Without Feng Guixi, he abandoned everything and himself. Is this Jing Moli still the Jing Moli who made Feng Guixi willing to put down everything to love?

If Gui Xi was still there, he would not want to see him like this when he came back, so how could he greet Gui Xi with such a completely different appearance from yesterday?What's more, there are many friends and relatives around him who care about him, how can he leave them behind?

It seems that the knot that has been attached to for a lifetime dissipates at this moment, "Yes, Jing Moli should be happy, with the breeze and ease, and the unparalleled glow of Ying Mingxia." He showed a shallow smile, and Fu Ziyuan also smiled with some comfort, he hoped Mo Li can truly be happy.

Walking out of the flower hall, Jing Moli stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the blue sea below, the sun has not yet risen, the morning glow is all over the sky in the distance, the birds are flying and the wind is clear, and the bamboo and blue flowers are blooming dew nearby. All these are always so fresh, just like Gui Xi will always live in his heart.

He will no longer complain and despair, and will look for Guixi with hope, waiting for the world to return Feng Guixi to him, and when Guixi returns one day, he can greet him with a smile and tell him, Gui Xi, how long have I been waiting for you, why did I come back now?

Stretching his arms, Jing Moli closed his eyes, feeling the warm air of April rushing towards his face with the vigor of the morning sun, the spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth gathered and surrounded Jing Moli, and the colorful rays of light condensed into the whitest The color merged into Jing Moli's body.

The sky is full of colorful auspicious clouds, the rising sun jumped out of the sea in an instant, thousands of rays of light shrouded Jing Moli's body, his body was as light as a feather, his soul seemed to swim in nine heavens, everything turned into nothingness, and there was only one phoenix soaring in the sky. The sound of the phoenix shook the sky, all the birds sang, they turned towards the phoenix, and hovered over Qiwu Peak.

A rainbow bridge paved with thousands of white lotus flowers appeared in the sky, and the lotus fragrance filled the lotus bridge until it reached the foot of Jing Moli on Qiwu Peak.Yingxian Lianqiao, the way to welcome immortals to ascend to heaven in the fairy world, this is a welcome, not an ordinary way to ascend through calamities.

Such a big commotion on Qiwu Peak alarmed everyone, everyone gathered here, Hanchen came the fastest, and looked at the Yingxian Lotus Bridge with folded arms, tsk tsk, this lotus bridge was paved naturally by heaven and earth, so It is the immortals of the fairy world who can't come down even if they cast spells. It is rare to meet in ten thousand years. Counting the immortals in today's fairy world, the immortals who can lower the Yingxianlian Bridge in this world can be counted on one hand.

Thinking that he was struck by lightning several times in his ascension back then, the lucky fate of Jing Moli was actually greeted by Lianqiao.

Jing Moli slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and looked at the Lianqiao in front of him, the way to ascend to heaven was already in front of him, he turned around, looked around the crowd, raised his hands and bowed, "Jing Moli thank you all Kindness." The people here treat him sincerely, and every bit of it has been tender in the past seven years, and Jing Moli will definitely remember it in his heart.

The crowd returned the gift, "Send off the Seventh Elder." In the crowd, Fu Ziyuan looked at Jing Moli with bright eyes, because he was happy for him but also reluctant. How come Moli is going to the fairyland so soon.

Jing Moli turned back, the silver robe drifted away with the wind, and turned into a flowing white dress with feather sleeves, wearing a white jade crown on his head, holding a blue flute in his hand, remembering the past, stepping towards the fairy road, step by step. Lianhua, Lingfeng ascends to the nine heavens.

Han Kong watched Mo Li go away, couldn't stop smiling, stroked his beard, and practiced the Tao all his life, it was worth it to see the two immortals soaring to the fairy world with his own eyes, "Cangling is indeed a place of beauty, Lucky you."

Hanchen smiled, "Come on, Lianqiao welcomes the immortals, the fairyland is going to be lively, I have to go back and wait, and welcome us to the last immortal."

"Shangxian?" Han Kong was at a loss, "Isn't this the first time to enter the fairy world?"

Han Chen clicked his tongue, "Senior brother, this once-in-a-thousand-year Yingxian Lianqiao will never welcome ordinary immortals, such as your junior brother and me, I don't have such a blessing." Fairyland.

Nine days away, the sun, the moon, and the stars, and the distant wind and cloud are now present, and the flowers are blooming and the phoenix is ​​singing here, and the long and clear brilliance is the same as anyone.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Mo Li Chengxian,