The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Jing Moli walked through the flower forest with Jing Mo in his arms, and saw Jing Hui, who had grown up in front of the Nuan Pavilion, standing there. He smiled slightly. own life.

Jing Hui looked at the familiar figure in front of him in amazement, that gentle smile was like a spring breeze, which entered into his heart in an instant, brushed his eyes warmly, and made his nostrils a little sore in an instant.Ten years later, he still looks the same.

"Mo'er." Jing Hui's wife, Lin Yao, saw Jing Mo in Jing Moli's arms, and hurried over. Jing Moli put Jing Mo down, Jing Mo trotted a few steps, and plunged into Lin Yao's arms. "mother."

Lin Yao hugged him for a while, helped him up and looked at him, she was relieved to see that he was not injured, "Mo'er, how can you run around? What if you fall?"

"Mother, Mo'er is fine. Mother, look that I have caught an immortal." Jing Mo stretched out his hand and pointed at Jing Moli, and Lin Yao then paid attention to Jing Moli. , isn't this the Fenghua Immortal enshrined in the main hall?Thinking of this, Lin Yao was completely surprised.

The corners of Jing Hui's eyes were moist, and he took a deep breath, "It's been so long since I've been away, and I still know how to come back." Xiao Xiao's complaining tone seemed to be the same as that of a boy back then.

Jing Moli smiled softly, stepped forward, embraced Jing Hui with open arms, and patted his back vigorously, "In a blink of an eye, he is as tall as me."

Jing Hui also reached out to hug him, "Now you can't bully me anymore."

"Yo, don't let me bully you anymore?"

Jing Hui laughed, and let go of Jing Moli, "I am now the famous General Changsheng, if you dare to bully me, you have to ask my [-] Changsheng army whether to agree or not."

Jing Moli still stretched out his hand to touch Jing Hui's head, and Jing Hui lowered his head slightly in cooperation. Even if it is a long separation, the blood relationship will not dissipate.

Lin Yao and Jing Mo's mother and son looked at their general in a daze. Lin Yao was a little suspicious. This husband with his claws and docile like a kitten was the one who was famous in the army and led fifty soldiers. Picking out thousands of bandits on five hills, the incomparably brave General Chang Sheng?

"That's right, our Hui'er is now a great general." Jing Moli smiled, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, full of admiring tenderness.

"Husband? Who is this son?" Lin Yao softly called Jing Hui.

Only then did Jing Hui think of his wife, "Ma'am, Mo'er, come here, he is Jing Moli, the eldest son of the Jing family. If you want to call him Big Brother, Mo'er, you should call him Uncle."

Lin Yao suddenly realized that it really was the rumored young master of the Jing family who practiced in Cangling and then ascended to the fairy world. She bowed her knees and said, "I have seen you, brother."

"Sister-in-law is too polite." Jing Moli nodded slightly, Jing Mo looked at him cutely, Jing Hui poked Jing Mo's head, "Uncle."

Only then did Jing Mo call out, "Uncle."

"Good boy. This Mo'er looks just like you when you were a child." Jing Moli smiled and looked at the father and son.

"I was much better-behaved than him when I was young." Jing Hui said without confidence, and coughed lightly, "Indeed, he was much better-behaved." Jing Moli just smiled, not puncturing his fatherly pride.

"It's cold outside, why don't you invite elder brother to rest in the warm pavilion and have a cup of hot tea." Lin Yao looked at the snowflakes that were drifting more cheerfully.

"Let's go to the Nuan Pavilion." Jing Hui picked up Jing Mo and invited Mo Li to the Nuan Pavilion.

Charcoal was burning in the Warm Pavilion, and a pot of water on the stove was already boiling. The maid made tea and served three cups of hot tea. Lin Yao and several maids changed a pair of shoes for Jing Mo behind the screen, and Jing Mo jumped up and down. He came out, looked at Jing Hui and Jing Moli who were sitting there, hesitated for a moment and silently sat down beside Jing Moli, this gentle uncle was more amiable than the majestic father.

Jing Hui looked at Jing Moli carefully, "This person who has become a fairy is different, the longer he is, the better he looks." He is already in his twenties, and he looks like he is in his early twenties That's all.

"Have you ever heard that immortals grow old?"

"That's right. Then why don't you just stay in the fairy world, why come here?" As soon as they met, Jing Hui realized that Mo Li was different, with melancholy locked in his heart, and his brows were worried, afraid that something difficult would bother him.

"Come to a banquet and come here to have a look."

Jing Hui looked at the plum blossom forest outside, and sighed softly, "After you came back that year, mother remembered that this Fenghua fairy looked very similar to you, so she often came to visit. After I got married Mother went to Yancheng to accompany father, and she would write letters every year, asking me to come here to offer incense. Are you this Fenghua Immortal?"

Jing Moli nodded, "That's right."

Jing Hui clicked his tongue twice, "Then it will be an offering of incense to you."

Jing Moli lightly touched Jing Mo's head next to him, "Time flies, and it's gone in a blink of an eye. In another thousand years, all Fenghua and Moli should have disappeared with the wind."

Jing Hui rolled his eyes at him unceremoniously, "Huh? Ordinary people are only a hundred years old, and you tell me a thousand years? Be content, you will still look like this when I die."

Jing Moli smiled, "To be able to have a clear conscience, and the years are good, even if it is just a hundred years, you are happy. If you are not happy, you will not grow old and die," Jing Moli shook his head lightly, "Sometimes it becomes a fate that cannot be shaken off. .”

His obvious depression made Jing Hui frown, is being a god so unhappy?Isn't becoming a fairy what my brother has always hoped for? "Brother, aren't you happy being a fairy? If not, come back."

Jing Moli sighed, "If you can't go back, everything has been wrong long ago." Jing Hui looked at him, he didn't know what could bother his powerful and omnipotent brother so much, it's a pity that even if he is a general , can't help him either.

Jing Moli followed Jing Hui back to the General's Mansion. Compared with his 11-plus years, the 800 years in this mansion were too light, yet somewhat differently heavy.Here he has a loving mother, strict father and younger brother, and lives like ordinary people, which he has never experienced in the demon world and the underworld.

The Qingtong Courtyard was still the same as before, Jing Moli waved his sleeves to wash away all the dust in the courtyard, and the aura of Xianze centered on him, spread out in an instant, covering the entire General's Mansion.He is willing to use his own merits and virtues to cleanse the hostile atmosphere and bloody atmosphere here, so that evil spirits are difficult to enter if ghosts are not close, so that the Jing family will be blessed with peace and prosperity.

Snowflakes fluttered in the courtyard, and the silver-robed young man in the courtyard stood still with his fingers up, his robe fluttering and his hairband blowing in the wind, peaceful and peaceful as a picture.

This is what Zhou You saw when he came. After ten years of separation, the young master is still the same, and a warm current lingers in his heart. God has really treated him very well, allowing him to meet the young master. Jing Hui looked at Jing Moli standing There, he stepped forward carelessly, "Brother, why are you standing there stupidly?"

Jing Moli held back the aura between his fingers, "It's okay." He turned his head and saw Zhou You and nodded lightly, "You're here."

Zhou You hummed, "Young Master!"

Today's Zhou You is nearly 30 years old. He is an official in the Ministry of Rites, and his demeanor is more calm and elegant. Jing Moli smiled, "Why are you still called the eldest son? Just call Moli."

"I'm afraid it should be called Xianjun now."

"It's all the same, it's always Jing Moli." Jing Moli waved his hand and put down the tea set on the stone table next to him, "Sit down, I'll make tea for you to drink." For You and Jinghui, it is also a good thing to strengthen the body and prolong life.

Zhou You looked at Mo Li, "Since your ascension, His Majesty has always wanted to build a Taoist temple for you, but Cang Ling declined."

"Taoist temples are not important, and the immortals in the fairy world are not incensed by the human world." Jing Moli put the tea in front of the two of them, "Have a drink."

Jing Hui picked up the tea, blew on it and drank it, then smacked his mouth, "Is this tea from the fairyland? The taste is just average."

Jing Moli chuckled, "The tea leaves on Cangling are the dew on the bamboo leaves."

Jing Hui still detested him, "It's just troublesome for you to drink tea, and return the dew on the bamboo leaves, which is no different from ordinary water."

"Yes, there is not much difference." Jing Moli followed his words, looked at Zhou You and said, "You should drink one more drink. Drinking one more drink will at least prolong your life by ten years."

Upon hearing this, Jing Hui quickly took the empty cup forward, "I want it too."

Jing Moli refills another half cup for him, "It's too much, this is enough."

Jing Hui looked at the half cup of tea in the cup, "Stingy, drinking dew can prolong life?"

"This dew is collected by Xian'e from the green bamboo forest behind my fairy hall at dawn every day. I have only collected one urn of water in the past ten years. It is not too rare and it is considered rare." Jing Moli changed to a water dew. , continue to boil tea.

"Oh, that's quite troublesome." Jing Hui finished his cup of tea, "Then what kind of fairy are you in the fairy world now?"

"What immortal?" Jing Moli thought for a while, "Shangxian, there are earth immortals, heavenly immortals, upper immortals, and upper gods in this fairy world. I am a Shangxian, and now I have a civil position in the western fairy world."

Above Shangxian, you go to Shangshen, and the status is not considered low, "Then no one bullied you, right?" Jing Hui still wanted to know why Jing Moli was unhappy.

"of course not."

Zhou You took the words, "Isn't Immortal Fanyin coming this time?" As soon as he asked, Zhou You noticed the obvious change in Jing Moli's expression, and he fell silent instantly. It seems that the eldest son is indeed trapped by love .He asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Jing Moli hesitated to speak, these matters were his own affairs, even if he said it, he couldn't solve it, so he might as well not talk about it, "It's nothing, it's just that the origin and the separation, there is always something to do."

Zhou You was silent for a while, he didn't know how the fairy world was, and didn't know if the fairy world could allow their feelings, maybe it was hindered and cold-eyed, the fairy people's love was in trouble, and he, an outsider, was always unable to help.

"No matter what it is, if you ask the truth, you will naturally be fearless."

Jing Moli frowned, but unfortunately his true heart was confused now, and he couldn't tell the difference, so naturally he was afraid, he was afraid that he would miss Sanskrit and Guixi again.If possible, it would be good to let him never recover, as long as Guixi and Sanskrit are at ease.