The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

In the silent forest, the phantom of the chinchilla moves, the sound of crows is silent, Jing Mo is three feet away from the ground, looking at the old tree in front of him, "I went around, and I'm still back here."

The old tree said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have come back."

"It's time to come back. I left here at the beginning, so naturally I have to end here. I promised you that I would help you purify the Forest of Silence, overcome all evil spirits, and bring life back to this place. Now I can fulfill this promise. "

The old tree asked, "Then have you found Feng Guixi?"

Jing Moli smiled, "I found it, but I can't promise them anymore." No matter who is Guixi, Sanskrit or Wushuang, it doesn't matter to him now, or in other words, being by their side In my heart, it doesn't matter whether there is Jing Moli or not.

With the blue bamboo flute in hand, a song of pure beauty flutters in the silence forest, the breeze blows away the gray mist with white spiritual power, and the gray silence forest slowly becomes clear, and all the evil sins Was washed away, and returned to the underworld to gain the chance of reincarnation.

Over eight hundred years of past and present lives, I am glad that I was once a demon, and I lived in the Wulin in the Wulin. Fortunately, I used to have love. The Chengxiang Palace is full of sincerity. I blame me for my death. In the forest of silence, the soul is swaying, and I mourn for my fate. It's hard to enjoy, and I missed the Bodhi's pure heart. May I go to the end of the matter, and leave at the end of this farewell.

The sound of the flute gradually weakened, and Jing Moli's soul also gradually faded, and finally turned into nothingness. The Bihuang flute was floating in the air, still emitting spiritual power.

Sanskrit and the others hurried to Jihe City, where people and ghosts were still in peace, and the Feng Ling on the Dinghun Formation still had the aura of Moli.Song Ping led them to Qianxia's Qianjing Building first, "Miss Xia, is Moli still here?"

Qianxia looked at him inexplicably, and glanced at Fanyin, "He doesn't know, how could I know." She was still very unhappy that Mo Li didn't love beautiful women, but loved this fairy.

"Miss Qianxia, ​​isn't Moli here?" Sanskrit frowned tightly.

Qianxia was even more inexplicable by his sudden intimate address, "No, I didn't come back after going out in the afternoon."

Song Ping blinked, "It was the movement from the Ji Mie Lin just now, it must be there." Turning around, he walked towards the Ji Mie Lin, Sanskrit followed quickly.

Before entering the Silent Forest, the forest was clear and clear, the mist had disappeared, and the grass and trees were sprouting new shoots, which were full of vitality. The previous dead and silent scene was completely gone. Song Ping looked in front of him in surprise, "We didn't Did you come to the wrong place?"

Sanskrit hurriedly walked into the forest, the wind was full of Moli's breath, he was here, "Moli! Moli! Where are you? Come out quickly!" He shouted repeatedly, but there was no response from the silence in the forest.

"Jing Moli, where are you? Feng Guixi is back, I'm back." The voice became more and more urgent, and Jing Moli was still missing when he looked around in a daze.

Qianxia and Song Ping, who were following behind him, were full of surprise when they heard that Sanskrit turned out to be Feng Guixi, whom Moli had been looking for all along. The fate is really deep.

Finally found the old tree, saw the floating flute at a glance, Sanskrit ran up and reached for the flute, but the flute suddenly fell down, before it hit the ground, it turned into light smoke and dispersed, Sanskrit Holding it empty, the eyes of the phoenix are full of disbelief, this flute and Moli are inseparable, the flute is still there, now the blue flute is destroyed, and Moli is not seen.

The branches and leaves of the old tree trembled, and Weiwei said, "So the fairy is Feng Guixi that Mo Li is looking for."

"Old man, where is Moli?"

The old tree let out a long sigh, it's really good fortune to trick people, thinking about how this Bodhi disciple deserved Mo Li's deep affection, no wonder Mo Li was so relieved, he thought he had let go of this attachment, "Just now his soul came here , blew the sound of Jinghua, purified this place, and completely disappeared."

The soul disappeared, the four words made Fanyin's heart feel cold, did Moli just leave him like this?He still doesn't know that he is Feng Guixi?

Mo Li Mo Li, after all, left.

Qianxia was stunned aside, she was still talking well in the morning, why is life and death separated in a blink of an eye, and there is no date to see each other again? "Isn't Mo Li a Shangxian? Why did he suddenly die?"

Song Ping also looked at Han Chen, and Han Chen shook his head, "Mo Li gave his fairy bone to Sanskrit." After losing his fairy bone and losing his soul, Mo Li is really cruel, he treats himself like this, What can I do now to make Sanskrit sound?

Sitting under the tree, Sanskrit was stunned here, his past and present lives are vivid in his mind, every bit of Chengxiang Palace gathered into the sea, let him sink in the sea of ​​love, he was willing to fall into the sea of ​​love and never be separated, but God's will is hard to violate, and they have to die for more than five hundred years.

He lost everything in his previous life, and he only regarded it as a Sanskrit sound, leading a carefree life, but what about Moli?He turned into a ghost, wandering in the realm of yin and yang, suffering so much suffering and lovesickness, it took him so long to see him.Even if they don't remember the past, they will fall in love with each other again after all.

Obviously it is hard work and sweetness, and the prospect is promising, but it is a blunder, it is difficult to stay together when we meet, the relationship is too shallow, the relationship is shallow, the love is endless, and the love and hatred are deeper.Up to now, he has inherited his immortal bone cultivation, and he sacrificed his life again for him, and this time he really will never come back.

After all, he, Feng Guixi, missed Jing Moli.

Song Ping wanted to go back to the underworld to return to life and couldn't stay for long, he went back first with a sigh, Qianxia leaned on the tree pole beside him, her mood was very complicated, even if Mo Li was persistent for so long, so what, in the end it was hard to repay her wish, End up dead.

Hanchen was by Fanyin's side, seeing him so sad that his heart died, his heart was also very sad, those who left could not come back, and those who were alive always had to be persuaded, "Fanyin, I think this is also the end of departure. Based on his own choice, he should have left without worry."

"He has been looking for me for so long, but he couldn't find me in the end. How could he be so careless?" At this moment, Fanyin suddenly hated Wushuang. If it wasn't for Wushuang, Moli would not have left so resolutely.

Hanchen remained silent, "Even if he doesn't know it's you, he still misses you the most." Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up his immortal bones and cultivation. Jing Moli has always been affectionate and interested in Sanskrit. It's really wrong to be angry with him now that I think about it.

What he was afraid of was not knowing, not knowing that he was Feng Guixi, and falling in love with him again, facing the sudden appearance of Wushuang, Mo Li felt so painful and blamed himself.It was this guilt and pain that made Mo Li choose to leave completely.

Sanskrit curled up and hugged her knees tightly. He was wrong. In the previous life, from the first meeting at the Lantern Festival to the goodbye in the Phoenix Palace, he was the one who made Moli deeply love him step by step. First, he developed affection for Mo Li, and it was he who blocked Mo Li's way of purging and cultivating, which made him end up where he is today.

He wanted to accompany Mo Li to dissipate, but the fairy bones on his body belonged to Mo Li, and his cultivation base also belonged to Mo Li. He gave everything, and he couldn't even keep the vow of life and death.

How could Feng Guixi be worthy of Jing Moli?

Under the spiritual power of Jing Moli, the silent forest gradually revived. The dead trees were as lush as spring, the fine snow was falling, and the green pines were piled up with snow and the red plums were blooming. Seven days and nights passed in a blink of an eye, and Sanskrit was still sitting under the old tree , the past and the present are all sad, and he doesn't pay attention to the frost and snow falling on him.

The leaves swayed gently and a gust of wind wiped away the frost and snow for the Sanskrit sound. The old tree sighed softly, "The dead are hard to track down. Let the immortals mourn." What's the point of sitting in such a dry place? will be back.

Sanskrit looked into the distance, his eyes were a little empty, "Have Moli practiced here for a long time?"

"At the end of that year, Li came here, just a wandering soul. There were so many ghosts and ghosts in the forest who bullied the weak. Mo Li suffered a lot. Several times his soul was about to disperse, and several times he insisted on keeping himself." The old tree said slowly. The past happened more than 500 years ago, "From a weak wandering soul, after a hundred years, the catastrophe of yin and yang, which overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, he cultivated into the body of the ghost king, and then he stepped out of the forest of silence, looking for your whereabouts everywhere. , came again and again with hope, and left disappointed again and again. Seven days ago, I came here like a wandering soul, and I no longer have the vigor of the past, but I am still a kind-hearted Moli, fulfilling my goal of Jinghua Jilinlin long-cherished wish."

Before meeting Sanskrit in this life, Moli had already gone through too many sorrows and joys, but he still kept a pure heart, treating and warming the people around him kindly. How much merit.In the end, the gods dissipated, and he gave up his three souls and seven souls to cross all the demons and monsters in this silent forest.

"He has always been very good. He would rather bear everything by himself. He looks casual, but he is often the most sincere." Fanyin closed his eyes slightly, "I am not worthy of his heart."

"Because of origin and extinction, don't be obsessed. All beings in the six worlds have their own home. Moli's home is here, but the fairy king's home should not be here. The old man thinks that Moli hopes that the fairy can leave safely. own way."

Not far away, Hanchen appeared. He stayed here with Sanskrit for two days, but he had no choice but to go back to the Immortal Realm. After all, he had to tell the Immortals and Emperors about it.After the two immortals heard about Jing Moli's decision, they were speechless for a while, and the emperors hissed even more. Naturally, they would not be punished if they were gone. As for the Sanskrit, the Jinghua immortal only said, let him Go, I don't plan to care about it.

"Fanyin, I have made it clear to the immortal, but it is not a problem that you have been here." Han Chen squatted beside Fanyin, "I think you are already in the realm of the upper gods, but you are not bound by some fairy rules. You If you don't want to go back to the fairy world, you can find a cave to practice."

"Hanchen, me," Sanskrit didn't know where he should go for a while, Jing Moli was gone, so it didn't matter where he went.

Hanchen patted him on the shoulder, "It has always been your wish to help the world and the common people, and Mo Li also has the same heart for the common people. If he is not here, then you have to help him do these things. Maybe, one day in the future, Mo Li Will come back."