Attunement into fine rules

Xingge is the tallest building in the entire Qiankun Palace and even in the entire heaven. It stands like a jade pillar with a thick bottom and a narrow top, standing in the vast fairy mist, and it is also like an eye looking down on all living beings.

All immortals need to raise their heads if they want to see the whole picture of Xingge Pavilion clearly.

It is a holy place that all living beings look up to.

Cang Wu stood in the topmost room of Xingge Pavilion. This is the place where he sympathizes with the way of heaven. No one else has ever entered it. He has been alone for tens of thousands of years.

The countless stars and nebulae above the head converge into a long river, some are dim and some are bright, which is an eternal existence for mortals.

Other than that, there are four bare gray and black walls, no sound, no smell, nothing.

Probably no one would have expected that the Holy Land in their hearts would look like this.

It's like a cage, imprisoning the king of all living beings.

Cang Wu stood motionless like a statue in the center of this bare cage, as in the past ten thousand years, with black clothes and gold ornaments, and the light of stars flowed in his deep black eyes.

He vaguely recalled that ten thousand years ago, the Xing Pavilion was not like this.

In the past ten thousand years, his heart was like still water, without fear, regret or concern, guarding and sensing the movement of the heaven, and even felt that he was no longer himself, but had become the law of heaven.

However, meeting Xiaoxuan a few days ago and taking Xiaoxuan back to Qiankun Palace seemed to open the valve of his memory, making him recall some of the past.

At the beginning, he searched for Xiaoxuan like crazy for so long, did everything he could, and even did such troublesome things...

Cang Wu slightly lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes cast two shadows on his dignified and solemn face, and his state of mind, which had been stagnant for thousands of years, was unusually agitated.

Although he always put the duty of protecting the righteousness of heaven at the top of the list, Xiaoxuan used to be different to him.

Different from all beings in the world, it is the only one in thousands of years.

He used to regard Xiaoxuan as more important than himself.

Cang Wu slowly reached out and stroked his left chest.

The left rib is counted from top to bottom, and the second rib is pressed down with fingers, which is a collapsed piece of soft meat.

There is nothing to repair the damaged fairy body, and it is in pain all the time.

For thousands of years, he got used to the pain, and then ignored the pain, forgetting who the pain was originally for.

That trace of abnormal restlessness made Cangwu unable to stay in the Xing Pavilion to feel the way of heaven, so he came outside the Xing Pavilion while his mind was turning.

Unexpectedly, after only a few days, the Qiankun Palace changed its appearance.

Wisps of morning glow emerged in the eastern sky, and a round of red sun was half hidden and half visible in the clouds, ready to go.

Insects and birds are singing, and there is vitality everywhere.

In front of his eyes is a tree of glowing peach blossoms, delicate and tender, budding and ready to reveal, bathed in the light of the morning glow and blooming in full bloom.

The palace, which was originally majestic and majestic but lifeless, suddenly glowed with vitality.

Without even thinking about it, you know who did it.

In the entire Qiankun Palace, except for Cangwu, there is only one person living here.

Cang Wu took a step forward, walked silently to the sleeping hall where green bamboos were scattered, small bridges and flowing water, he hesitated for a moment and then hid his figure.

Going around the clump of green bamboos rustling in the wind, Cangwu saw a grass target on the open space of the courtyard, with more than [-] feathered arrows stuck on it, and the rhino horn bow was casually discarded beside it, but he didn't see the grass target. Arrow man.

Going forward, I saw the puppet with the ring in the bun was packing the dishes and cleaning the room.

Walking through the palace to the backyard, one can see the green trees and vines, the newly dug open-air hot spring bubbling with steam. Wei Yuan is standing barefoot by the pebble-paved spring, untying the belt of his clothes around his waist.

Probably because he had just practiced arrows, Wei Yuan's cyan thin clothes on the back were wet with sweat, like ink smudged into deep blue, and his long black and smooth hair hung down to his waist.

The creases and depressions of the clothes outline a narrow waist and a straight buttocks.

Cang Wu knew that he shouldn't keep looking down, but he couldn't move his eyes away.

The clothes fell to the ground, revealing a body between a youth and a teenager, slender and white as jade, neither thin nor stretchy, with a slightly green and thin texture.

Wei Yuan stepped on his slender and straight legs, stepped on the pebbles and walked into the hot spring water step by step. Following his steps, the tendons on the back of his feet were touched from time to time, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Cang Wu's throat moved.

Very similar.

But Xiaoxuan ten thousand years ago was taller and more powerful than now.

Suddenly remembering the flickering light and shadow in the warm incense tent, Xiaoxuan pressed his shoulders with a pair of powerful hands, and smiled softly by his ear——

"Call your husband, tell him to let you go today."

Warm wetness slipped past the pinnae, and a tingling numbness rushed from the spine to the top of the head, ecstasy and bone erosion.

"Ah, Ah Wei...you, you bullied me." Panting for breath, he spoke intermittently unwillingly.

He is obviously a man, but that's why other people's wives call her husband.

But the bottom of my heart is like thousands of flowers blooming, like countless birds standing on the branches singing happily, like honey, sweet.

Fingers interlocked, skin to skin, each other is the most intimate person in the world.

Cang Wu took a deep breath, as if he could smell the light and cold fragrance from Xiaoxuan's collar and sleeves again, like ice and snow in high mountains, pines and cypresses in deep mountains.

After dipping into the hot spring, Wei Yuan leaned against a large smooth and round stone, his eyes were slightly closed, his red lips fluttered and he said lazily, "Come here, wipe my back and wash my hair."

A puppet in green clothes and a small hat came over with a wooden basin, in which there were long-handled gourds, towels, combs, soap, and cypress leaf cream tea seed oil for shampooing.

The puppet knelt on the bank, bowed its head and lowered its head, scooped a ladle of water from the hot spring and slowly poured it over Wei Yuan's head.

Wei Yuan closed his eyes with a calm expression.

After pouring a few ladles of water in this way, the puppet grabbed the cypress leaf cream and applied it on Wei Yuan's hair, carefully and gently rubbing foam in his palm, while massaging his temples, shoulders and arms.

Wei Yuan's jade-white arm was held up by the puppet, pinching it from top to bottom.

Wei Yuan felt a little sore in his arrow muscles just after training, so he felt very comfortable after soaking in a bath and massaging like this.

Seeing this scene, Cang Wu suddenly felt a thorn in his heart——

So this is what Wei Lang said, taking care of daily life.

Xiaoxuan just let others...touch him casually?

Cang Wu closed his eyes, and the tall figure standing on the bank suddenly turned into a golden light, throwing himself into the puppet's body.

"Hmm...the strength is not right." Wei Yuan's scalp was suddenly pulled in pain, and he groaned.

Then he turned around and saw a few strands of black broken hair wrapped around the puppet's fingers, looking a little dazed.

"Take it easy, like a few days ago, you know?" Wei Yuan said, and then submerged in the water again.

It is inevitable for a living person to make a mistake, let alone a puppet who is ignorant and only knows how to obey orders. Wei Yuan has no doubts.

The puppet quietly hid the few strands of broken hair, scooped up hot spring water with a ladle, carefully rinsed off the foam on Wei Yuan's hair, and then washed it with tea seed oil for a second time.

With two hands pinching and pressing that jade-white skin little by little, many images of the past came to mind.

He spent more than 300 years with Xiaoxuan, although it was only an insignificant period of time in his tens of thousands of years of life, he was happy, crazy, and absurd.

Never had it before meeting Xiaoxuan, and never had it since leaving Xiaoxuan, happy and absurd.

It's like being willing to indulge in a fantasy dream, and you don't want to wake up at all.

In other words, he hasn't really woken up until now.

Wei Yuan soaked in the hot springs, with damp black hair, surrounded by insects and birds, and swaying in the shadows of trees and flowers, he stepped on clogs to the carp pond.

He was holding a small bag of fish food in his hand, leaning against the bridge railing, picking up a handful with his fingers to feed it from time to time.

The koi in this pond are all celestial spirit fish, and the fish food in Wei Yuan's hand is also unusual, it is transparent particles condensed by the power of fairy spirits.

Every time I throw a pinch, I see the fish heads in the carp pool moving, and they come to grab food one after another.

Wei Yuan saw a carp that was all black and had a particularly fat body, always trying to run amok with brute force, but was crowded and pushed away by several fish around him, unable to grab food every time, so he slapped his tail anxiously The fins turn in circles.

He couldn't help laughing "Pu Pu", and simply threw all the small packets of fish food in his hand in the direction of the black carp, and finally let it eat without having to fight.

The puppet in green clothes and hat stood behind Wei Yuan, silently.

Cang Wu, who was hiding under this puppet, unconsciously raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Then Wei Yuan went to the garden for a while, sat under the grape arbor and read a book for a while, and it was noon.

He was reading the script there, but he didn't know that there was someone standing beside him, watching him silently.

Reading the last few pages of the storybook, Wei Yuan heard footsteps coming from far and near.

Looking up, I saw Xing Lan walking towards here with Wei Lang.

It turns out that we can really see Wei Lang every seven days, it's not that Xinglan is fooling people.

"My lord, how are you doing these days?" Wei Lang was obviously agitated, his eyes turned red when he saw Wei Yuan.

"I'm fine." Wei Yuan put down the notebook in his hand, stood up and raised his hand, "Don't worry, you can read it."

Immediately after, he looked up at the sky, and said: "It's just time for dinner, let's stay here together."

Wei Yuan's leisurely attitude finally calmed Wei Lang down.

The two puppets quickly lifted out the seats at the dining table, and Wei Yuan and Wei Lang sat down facing each other. Xing Lan was quite acquainted, but at this moment he could no longer see anyone. I don't know if he was hiding his figure or he really cared about other people's privacy. .

"What are you doing in the heaven these days?" Wei Yuan asked Wei Lang.

"They let me continue to practice. I have met many gods and gods in the past few days. Nine Obsidian Lord even wanted to take me to fight in the Demon Realm, as if he believed that I would definitely become a fairy in the future." Wei Lang frowned slightly, "It's strange. "

Wei Yuan said: "That's it. I've been figuring it out for the past few days. Xinglan has a different attitude towards you, and with his status as the Emperor of Heaven, he won't go down easily."

"You should be the reincarnation of some Xingxiu fairy god. Xinglan went down to find you, so he decided that you can become a fairy. And the fairy god who can let Xinglan and the emperor go down to find you at the same time, only Then there are a few of them."

"The Queen Mother of the West, Zhulong, Wufangdi, and Sanqing."

"I have been away from the heavens for thousands of years. I don't know who these immortal gods are currently in power and who has experienced calamity. I can only speculate that it is one of them."

Wei Lang said with some embarrassment: "...Isn't the Queen Mother a goddess?"

Wei Yuan laughed: "The queen mother is actually a man, but the law can be male or female, it's just rumored by the world."

Cang Wu, who was hiding among the puppets, couldn't help but sigh inwardly, Xiaoxuan's conjecture, although not right, is not far away.