The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Jing Moli was a little unable to stand still, holding the rock beside him with his hands, his heart and mind were all in a mess, and he found the answer he had been looking for for more than 500 years at this moment. All this seemed unreal like a dream. Real or illusion?Jing Moli's face was pale, and an emotion that he didn't know whether it was joy or fear entangled his entire mind.

It should be real, the illusion would not be so real, not to mention that it was guided by Yuyin and Guixi's heart fire, if Sanskrit was not Guixi, then how could I never forget him?If Sanskrit was not Guixi, how could he be so hard to extricate himself from his sinking?

Jing Moli bit his lower lip hard, that's right, the Sanskrit sound is Guixi!It was Gui Xi who he had been looking for.Looking at the empty surroundings, Jing Moli frantically ran towards the outside, he was going to see Sanskrit and his Guixi.

Just after leaving Chiyan Peak, Jing Moli saw Sanskrit. He was standing under an ancient pine tree, looking up at the night sky. Hugging tightly into his arms, the warmth in his arms is so real, he is his Guixi.

At the banquet, Fanyin saw Jing Moli going out a little drunk, so he followed him with concern, seeing him enter the Yanchi, thinking that he should want to be alone more, so he didn't go in, just stood here waiting, and suddenly heard The sound of Yu sounded, those days with Moli seemed to reappear in front of his eyes, his affection surged and his heart lock broke out, he had to give up all his efforts to control, and was suddenly hugged by Jing Moli, and he hadn't reacted for a while.

Seeing Mo Li's gaffe, Sanskrit was a little worried, "Mo Li?"

Holding the Sanskrit voice, Jing Mo turned away from his thoughts. According to the illusion, the current Sanskrit has lost all the memories of being Feng Guixi, and he made him so sad before, not to mention that he is still a disciple of Bodhi. Telling the truth rashly may be too heavy a burden for Sanskrit today.

He really wants to say that he misses him very much, has been waiting for him, and now he is so happy to wait, he can't be so selfish and ignore Sanskrit's situation, he has already found him, and will be with him for a long time in the future At the same time, we should not rush for a while, and we should gradually figure out the talents in the future.Clenching his teeth and barely suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Jing Moli let go of the mantra gently but full of nostalgia, "It's okay."

Sanskrit saw that although there were tears in his eyes, he was also smiling. The smooth gentleness was in his eyes, and the unbroken gaze was even more captivating. He couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy, "Is it really all right?"

Jing Moli nodded, a little obediently, "It's really fine." Wiping his face with his hand, he smiled at Fanyin, "I'm fine." Frowning suddenly, he noticed that Fanyin's expression was a little too much Pale, "It's you, why is your face so ugly?"

He reached out to touch Fanyin's face, but Fanyin took a step back to avoid him, "I'm fine, just blowing some cool wind."

Jing Moli withdrew his hand in some regret. He told him to be friends with him a while ago, and now it is like this. It should not be easy for Sanskrit to accept. You should take it slowly and don't be scared. He said, "Then go back and rest early."

Body guarding against the breeze, Jing Moli followed behind Fanyin, staring straight at Fanyin, watching the corners of his lips slightly curved, he thought he would have to wait a long time before he could find Guixi, but he did not expect that Guixi was already behind him She is by her side, and loves him as much as in her previous life.

Seeing that the palaces were not far away, Jing Moli stepped up to Fanyin's side, "You also drank a lot of wine, why don't you go to my place and I'll make you a pot of tea to relieve the bar."

Sanskrit had already suppressed the Qingxin Lock, and when he heard Jing Moli's invitation, he hesitated for a moment but nodded, "Okay."

Jing Moli pursed his lips and smiled, and brought Sanskrit back to Chengxiang Palace. With his feet on the ground, Sanskrit looked at the plaque of Chengxiang Palace in front of him. This is the place where Moli and Feng Guixi lived together for more than 100 years.Jing Moli pushed open the palace door, his heart beating a little fast, if Sanskrit could remember the past if he revisited the old place, it would be great.

Jing Moli lit up the palace lights while waving his sleeves, and in an instant, he could see the beautiful and heavenly fragrance of peonies all over the palace courtyard. The scenery was elegant and extraordinary, and the red tiles and yellow walls were expensive and not vulgar. Compared with the palaces in the fairy world, there are more here. Some warmth.Reflected by the lights, the usually cool and clean Sanskrit sound also had a bit of red dust and smoke and fire, and Jing Moli's eyes became softer and softer.

"I still live in Feiyun Courtyard, which is the Hall of Qingyin." Jing Moli pointed to the location of the two residences, "There has been no one living here for more than 500 years, and now I am the only one living here."

Fanyin nodded slightly, "The peonies here are really beautiful." No wonder Mo Li would like peonies so much, because Feng Guixi, whom he likes, has a peony-like beauty.

Walking all the way through the courtyard, the promenade, the waterside pavilion, and a few doors, Jing Moli deliberately took a detour before taking Sanskrit to the Feiyun courtyard, where he boiled water and made tea under the peony tree. The lights on both sides were illuminated, and the young master looked even more stunning under the lights. He poured a cup of tea from the pot, and put his hands in front of Sanskrit, "It's a little hot, be careful."

Sanskrit took a sip of tea, his eyes drooped slightly. Before, Moli was always afraid to avoid him, but he took the initiative today. Maybe it was because he was too sad tonight, so it was a little abnormal, and he didn't say anything else, just Chatting, "I don't come to the demon world much, and the scenery here is pretty good."

"The scenery in the demon world is similar to that in the human world. The mountains, rivers and rivers are always similar. If you have time, how about walking around the demon world together?" Jing Moli took advantage of the opportunity to invite.

Fanyin's eyes moved slightly, "No, I have to go back and report to my life."

Jing Moli took a sip of tea and filled the cup again, "If you are free in a few days, come with me to the human world."

"Human world?"

"I paid attention to Jinghui's fate before, and he will be in trouble soon. I want to help him and go back to Cangling to have a look." Jing Moli's reason is very good, "I left in a hurry before, and I didn't take care of myself. Say goodbye."

Interfering in the fate of mortals is also somewhat dangerous for immortals. If it is too much, I am afraid that it will be backlashed. Mo Li has always protected his weaknesses. It is not good to hurt himself if he loses his sense of proportion. When you are sure, just let me know in advance."

Seeing that Fanyin agreed, Jing Moli narrowed his eyes slightly. Fanyin still cared about him very much and wouldn't avoid him, that's fine.He stared obsessively at the Sanskrit in front of him, and his peach-blossom eyes were woven into a net, trying to catch the person in front of him firmly.

After drinking a pot of tea, Sanskrit left. Jing Moli wanted to keep him to live in Feiyunyuan, but after thinking about it, he still didn't say anything. After all, it was a bit reckless for him now, watching Sanskrit disappear , Jing Moli stood in front of the palace gate for a long time again, how good he finally found Guixi.

Feng Zhaoyi carried a food box and landed on Feihuang Mountain, seeing Jing Moli standing in front of the door in a daze, "Brother Moli, are you still drunk?"

Jing Moli regained his senses, "No."

Feng Zhaoyi pointed to the food box, "I brought you a bowl of hangover soup."

"En." Jing Moli nodded very gently.

Feng Zhaoyi looked at him a little strangely, "I just saw that the Sanskrit is an immortal."

"En." Jing Moli nodded again.

"Did you let him come to Chengxiang Palace?"

"Ah."

Feng Zhaoyi saw that he was still dumbfounded, "Brother Moli? Are you okay?"

Jing Moli let out a sigh, "I'm fine." He coughed lightly and walked towards Feiyun Courtyard, Feng Zhaoyi followed closely, his appearance didn't look good at all, could it be that he was drunk? Alright.

When they arrived at Feiyun Courtyard, Feng Zhaoyi brought out the hangover soup and stuffed it into Jing Moli's hands. Jing Moli happily drank the whole bowl of soup, Feng Zhaoyi sat on the side and looked at him with his head propped up , "Why did you turn on all the lights in the palace?"

Jing Moli smiled happily, "Zhaoyi, I found Guixi."

"Ah?" Feng Zhaoyi thought she heard it wrong, "Did you find brother?"

Jing Moli nodded, his eyes sparkling, "Yes, Sanskrit is Guixi."

Hearing this, Feng Zhaoyi couldn't believe it, and thought about it carefully, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Sanskrit appeared in the fairy world 500 years ago, and there is no record of his origin in the Xianwen Pavilion. He said that he is the flame of Jinghua Xianzun's glazed cup, which is also of fire. Just now I blew it on the other side of Yanchi. With the sound of Yuyin, and guided by Guixi's anger, Fang saw the truth of Guixi's soul entering Lingxiao Palace, I will never be wrong, the Sanskrit sound is indeed Guixi!" Jing Moli and Feng Zhaoyi Share the great joy of this day.

Feng Zhaoyi's heart was also beating wildly. She hadn't seen the Sanskrit voice a few times, but the Sanskrit tone did resemble an elder brother, and Mo Li would not mistake him, "Then Sanskrit is really an elder brother?"

Jing Moli nodded affirmatively, "Really."

Feng Zhaoyi grinned, her eyes moistened, "That's great! Brother, he's been here all the time, did you recognize each other just now?"

"No, he doesn't remember the past anymore. Now he is practicing Bodhi under the seat of Jinghua Immortal. He was punished for me. Telling him rashly will only increase his troubles." Jing Jing Mo Li sighed softly, "I want to take my time and tell him when the time is right. He is Gui Xi."

Feng Zhaoyi has also heard about Sanskrit, and Moli's worries are justified. Bodhi disciples practice the ruthless way, and Moli seeks a lover. I'm afraid the road ahead will be difficult if he thinks this way. Not only have to bear the criticism of the secular vision, but also the constraints of the fairy rules.Why can't they have a lover to get married after suffering so much?

Suddenly thinking of something, Feng Zhaoyi asked, "Could it be that according to the rumors, the culprit who caused Sanskrit to change his pure heart and want to change his mind to practice Shangqing Dao is brother Moli?"

Jing Moli admitted very generously, "I lost my memory at the time, and I did have feelings for him. Later, I remembered the past and broke his heart."

Feng Zhaoyi sighed softly, "As expected of Jing Moli and Feng Guixi, even after more than 500 years, even if you don't remember each other, you still miss each other the most." The love between elder brother and elder brother has transcended life and death Time is deep in the soul, no matter what, you will meet and fall in love with each other.Such feelings really made her envious.

Jing Moli looked at the peony on the table, his eyes were extremely gentle, "Zhaoyi, we just need to tell your father about this quietly, and don't let others know about it."

"I understand, father will be very happy." Feng Zhaoyi also smiled slightly, after waiting for so long, finally her brother came back, even if he couldn't recognize the family reunion immediately, but knowing that he is fine, it would be reassuring up.