The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

The surroundings of Bieyuan were already very quiet. Fanyin woke up from sleep a few times, groping to hug Jing Moli closer, if he didn't feel the warmth in his arms, it seemed that this was a lost and regained dream.

Probably because he was hugged too tightly, Jing Moli finally woke up from his sleep, his body was already able to move, he moved around and put his arms around Fanyin's waist, hugged him into his arms, and gently patted him Rubbing his back, "Go to sleep, I'm here." Fanyin listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat, exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep again.

Dawn has come, Sanskrit opened his eyes habitually, Jing Moli was still sleeping obediently beside him, he completely relaxed in his heart, turned his head to look at Jing Moli, he fell asleep like a bird The soft little white rabbit is very cute.

In this period of memory, he truly felt the sadness of losing for only ten years, but what Moli endured was more than 500 years of long years. It can be well compensated.

Lying down for a while, seeing the sunlight outside the window, Fanyin reached out and pulled Jing Moli around his arm to get up, but Jing Moli moved and hugged him again, "It's still early."

"It's getting late." Sanskrit pinched his cheek.

"Sleep again." Jing Moli whispered.

"You sleep for a while, I'll prepare breakfast for you." Sanskrit patted him lightly.

"No rush." ​​Jing Moli didn't let go, "Although I am a mortal, I will live forever, and I won't die if I don't eat."

Fanyin smiled slightly, "Yesterday, Hanchen returned to the fairyland, and he will be back soon."

"What does it have to do with him?" Jing Moli opened his eyes reluctantly.

"He helped me find out if Li Huang is Jing Moli."

"Oh, I can't find it in the fairy world." Jing Moli rubbed Fanyin's waist, "I can't remember my name in Xianwen Pavilion."

"I know, Divine Lord Lihuang, all the phoenixes in the six realms will call you their ancestors." Sanskrit lowered his eyes slightly, "In this way, I am no exception."

Jing Moli chuckled, "A long time ago, I entered the demon world and saw birds without heads, so I turned into a phoenix with some spiritual blood. I can still bear the sound of my ancestor." He turned around and lay on Fanyin's body , bowed his head and kissed Sanskrit's lips, "You rest for a while, I'll go prepare breakfast." Turned over and got out of bed, dressed neatly, opened the door and went out.

Sanskrit touched his lips, and lay down with his limbs stretched, it's so good, Mo Li really came back.

Jing Moli first asked Sanskrit to bring clean water for washing up, then went to the kitchen to get two breakfasts, turned around and came back to see Fu Ziyuan, Fu Ziyuan saluted with a smile, "Seventh Elder."

"Good boy." Jing Moli smiled, "You have practiced for many years, and you can live a long and worry-free life today. Although you are not destined to be immortal, I will help you cultivate to perfection and become an immortal in your next life."

"Thank you, Seventh Elder." Fu Ziyuan smiled happily. His master also said that he would not be able to become a fairy, so he didn't expect it. It would be good to be a fairy in the next life, "Then when I become a fairy in the next life, do you remember?" Find me."

"Okay, keep an eye on your master and tell him to come and find me." Jing Moli had already arrived at the door, and Fu Ziyuan stopped in his tracks, "Obey."

After entering the room, Jing Moli put down the food, Sanskrit had already washed up, and the two of them had just finished their breakfast when Han Chen came back in a hurry, and Fu Ziyuan hurriedly greeted him, "Master, Master."

Han Chen looked around, "Where's Sanskrit?"

"We're having breakfast in the Seventh Elder's room." Fu Ziyuan led the way, "That Li Huang is really the Seventh Elder."

Han Chen did not find any information about Li Huang in the fairy world. It is not normal for a mortal to not have any information. After all, it will not be an ordinary person. "Really?"

Fu Ziyuan nodded, "Really, the Seventh Elder hasn't changed at all."

Before Jing Mo left the room, he saw Jing Moli and Fanyin coming out hand in hand, Han Chen stopped and saw that the two looked like the old days, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, luckily Mo Li was lucky enough to come back up.

Han Chen shook his head lightly, "You guys are taking it easy, let me run up and down."

Sanskrit stepped forward with some embarrassment, "Thank you."

Jing Moli just smiled, "It's not too tiring, have you found out who Li Huang is?"

Han Chen rolled his eyes, didn't he ask knowingly, "No, but I would like to ask, who is your lord?"

"Guess." Jing Moli didn't say it directly.

"I don't understand." He couldn't see through the Sanskrit sound even with his spiritual cultivation, Han Chen felt that it would be better not to lose face.

"I'm a mortal now, a frail scholar with no power to restrain a chicken." Jing Moli shook his white hand, "You all have to protect me."

Fu Ziyuan couldn't help smiling, and Hanchen was even more disgusted, "God Lord? Devil Lord?"

Jing Moli coughed lightly, pretending to be profound and not saying clearly, "The so-called one thought becomes a god, one thought becomes a devil, I am both a god and a devil."

Sanskrit shook his head lightly, "Didn't you say you want to visit Chongming Island?"

Jing Moli finally became serious, "Yes, if you want to see it, Lao Hanchen will go back to the fairy world, go to Xianwen Pavilion, and register Chongming Island in the human world as the place where Fanyin practiced. Fanyin and I will go to the island first. Check it out, and come back later."

"There's no such thing as ordering people around." Han Chen had a headache, "Make a bad friend by mistake."

Jing Moli raised his hand and saluted, "Thank you."

Hanchen sighed, "I owe you guys." In other words, Immortal Realm owed them, and he should pay it back on behalf of them. Besides, as their friend, he couldn't help at all at the beginning, and it's only natural to do things now. .

Chongming Island is located above the South China Sea, and it is naturally isolated from the outside world by its natural barriers. For thousands of years, there has been no one left. Sanskrit took Jing Moli down from the clouds, and stood on a sandy beach by the island, looking at the lush greenery everywhere. The February sky is clear and windy Warming flowers and bushes, warblers flying butterflies dancing deer leaping fish swimming.

Jing Moli took out a finger-wide red silk cloth, "Come on, cover your eyes, and I'll take you to a place."

Fanyin didn't ask why, and lowered his head slightly to ask Jing Moli to bring it for him. His eyes were so bright red that he couldn't see the surroundings. Jing Moli led Fanyin to the island, reminding him to walk carefully along the way, and passed a mountain road After crossing another flat ground and climbing up hundreds of steps, I finally stopped.

There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the wind, Sanskrit moved the fingers held by Jing Moli, "Are you here?"

"It's here." Jing Moli untied the cloth strip in front of his eyes, and everything became clear in front of him.

When you look at a majestic palace, it has yellow walls, red tiles and green edges, coral trees decorated with agarwood, and phoenix columns with rich and noble peonies.There is a sea of ​​red peony flowers around the palace, and the flowers are clustered in clusters of national beauty and heavenly fragrance. Among the peony flowers, red birds and white sparrows linger, and there are several green bamboo plants.

Looking at everything in front of him, Sanskrit was very moved, "You prepared this?"

Jing Mo looked at him with a smile, "This is the home we will stay together in the future, do you like it?"

Sanskrit nodded vigorously, "I like it, I like it very much."

"That's good, I will let the peonies here bloom all the year round." Jing Moli took Sanskrit's hand and walked into the palace, and the palace doors opened naturally, revealing the palace and pavilions in front of their eyes, "Qingyin Hall, Biyun Hall, Qingwu Hall, Wangyue Pavilion, Tianxiang Hall..." Jing Moli pointed to each place and read the names to Sanskrit, "Among the three halls, Biyun is the main hall, and it will be used by the directors in the future. You live in the Qingyin Hall. I live in Qingwu Hall."

"Wait, why do you live in Qingwu Hall?" Fanyin interrupted Jing Moli.

Jing Moli smiled, "Do you want to live in Qingwu Hall? It's also possible, then I will live in Qingyin Hall."

Fanyin frowned slightly, he looked at Jing Moli, and there was no one else around, he hesitated for a moment and asked again, "Why don't you stay together?"

Jing Moli withdrew his smile slightly, pursed his lower lip lightly, and lightly touched the Sanskrit with his shoulder, "You are also a god after all, pay attention to the influence, you can live together, it's better to distinguish clearly."

"Oh." Sanskrit was a little skeptical, this reason is not right, Moli doesn't care about other people's opinions, this can be discussed later, there is no rush now.

"Now there are no fairy attendants on this island. You are a god, and you can transform some flower fairies and bird fairy attendants by yourself." Jing Moli continued to walk forward with Sanskrit, turning the entire palace around, Finally, we entered the Hall of Qingyin. The furnishings here are similar to Sanskrit's residence in the Immortal Realm, but they are more exquisite, and some of them are not even in the Immortal Realm.

"Didn't you say that you are a mortal and have no mana, so here?"

"I asked Yiyan and Qingcong to set it up. Yiyan is the white tiger, and Qingcong is the green dragon. They are brothers with me who have shared weal and woe for thousands of years." Jing Moli chuckled, "Of course I can order them."

Hearing this sentence, Sanskrit was silent for a while, Moli's past was not only with him for more than 800 years, but also tens of thousands of years before that, everything that happened in those days was something he had never participated in and knew The separation between the immortals in the fairy world and the gods in the divine world is similar to the gap between heaven and man between immortals and mortals.

After thinking about it, he was relieved again. He didn't have time to know about Mo Li's past, and he would always know about it in the future. "You have many friends in the God Realm, right?"

"There are only those gods around the God Realm. They bow their heads and don't look up every day. They will be familiar with each other after tens of thousands of years." Jing Moli pulled down the Sanskrit voice and embraced him, "I have seen the world turned upside down before. The world is chaotic, lost many friends and lost many things, and Ying Jie entered the world several times, and every time he went back, he always let it go, only this time, he fell in love with three souls, and he didn't want to Don't forget it and don't throw it away."

Sanskrit lowered his eyes slightly, Mo Li is always careful, he only hesitated for a moment and he noticed, "You don't need to explain, Mo Li, I have never doubted your heart and your feelings." Ruo Moli said to He is not affectionate, he has no need to come to this human world.

"You don't know, from the first time I saw you at the Lantern Festival that year, I only had you in my heart." The feelings hidden deep in my heart finally spoke out without any scruples. With his identity, he always makes Mo Li love him carefully, this time he doesn't want to hide his heart anymore, he wants to hold his whole heart in front of Mo Li, and give it to him forever.