The protagonist's "white moonlight" ran with me [Quick Transmigration]

Coming out of the other courtyard, Qiu Yun came all the way to the main courtyard.

As soon as I stepped on the threshold, I was greeted with eight pairs of eager and expectant eyes.

He thought he had entered the wrong door, and was about to step back to check, when a light cough sounded, echoing in his ears, he followed the sound, and saw Master Wen, who was holding a tea bowl, sitting at the head with joy in his eyes and brows.

On the left and right sides sat six elders and a young man.

The young man was dressed in brocade clothes, the childishness on his face had not faded, but he looked like a mature young man.

He cupped his hands and said hello.The head of the family, Master Wen, waved, and couldn't hide his joy: "My son, come here quickly, and let my father have a look."

Qiu Yun hesitated for a moment, then walked to the head of Master Wen.

The other party put down the tea bowl and pulled him closer to look up and down, then squeezed his wrist, injecting a trace of spiritual energy.

He remained calm, allowing the opponent's aura to travel through the eight extraordinary meridians.

"My son is really blessed by God." Seeing no internal injuries, Uncle Wen Ting withdrew his aura, and looked at the eldest son with relief: "You were born without spiritual roots, so you can't cultivate, but Your Majesty is a fairy from the fairy world. God has a way to help you practice."

Uh……

Qiu Yun wanted to say that the spiritual root is the threshold to step into the path of cultivation.

Without spiritual roots, the body cannot store spiritual energy at all, and even immortals can't help it. The only way is to reshape the physical body, but the pain is very unbearable.

He doesn't really care about whether he can cultivate, after all, this is not his body.

But looking at Patriarch Wen with a loving face, this is the heart of a loving father, so he nodded and said: "Master said that when all the materials are collected, he will reshape my physical body, and then I will be able to practice. "

"Okay! Good, good!" Patriarch Wen said a few words of 'good' in excitement.

The eyes of the six elders at the bottom lit up when they heard his words.

At that time, people advocated spiritual practice.

However, the threshold of practice is too high, and only two or three people out of a hundred have qualifications, and those with the best qualifications are even one out of ten thousand.

If God of War has a way to make ordinary people change their aptitude, then...

The six elders looked at each other in unison, and the impatient third elder was about to speak when he sighed and said, "However, this method is a change of fate against the sky, it will consume master's cultivation, and the materials required are also A rare treasure in the world.”

These words successfully dispelled the selfishness of the six elders.

Even if they had the materials, they didn't have the guts to ask the god of war to sacrifice their cultivation base to change the fate of the younger generation.

"It's still my son's blessings."

Patriarch Wen was both emotional and proud, raised his hand to pat his son's shoulder, dismissed the matter, and asked about the exiled monks and the next arrangements.

Coming out of the main courtyard, it was already midnight.

Qiu Yun went back to the room and swung Zuoyun back. After washing up, he was about to blow out the lamp and take a rest when the space fluctuated suddenly.

Accompanied by space fluctuations, Yuan in a black robe sat on the stool beside him with loose long hair, reached out his long arms, pulled him into his arms, and buried his head in his neck, the whole process was done in one go.

Qiu Yun was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "Why did you come here?"

"If I don't hold you, I won't be able to sleep." Yuan Shen sniffed the familiar breath before opening his mouth in a muffled voice.

Hearing this, Qiu Yun raised his eyebrows: "Meditate if you can't sleep."

"I can't calm down, I close my eyes and think about you."

"You, you..." Qiu Yun shook his head helplessly: "I am married now, if people find out, wouldn't it damage my reputation?"

"It won't be seen by others." Yuan suddenly picked him up and walked to the bed: "I set up an enchantment, don't worry."

Yuan lifted the quilt with magic, and lay on the bed with Qiuqiu in his arms.

He hugged him tightly again, and fell asleep peacefully without saying anything.

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Three days later, Zongzheng Yue notified all the major sects, and when he returned to the palace, he learned that the God of War Yuan lived in Wen's house. He immediately took a shower and changed clothes, and came to Wen's house fully dressed to bring God of War Yuan and Qiu Yun back to the palace.

At that time, the Zhaixing Building had also been refurbished.

Yuan led Qiuyun into the Zhaixing Building with his hands behind his back, and was about to wave Zongzheng Yue back, but Zongzheng Yue suddenly said: "My lord, God of War, I want to make Wen's family Yanqiu the Queen, because the procedures for the post-sealing are cumbersome , in order not to disturb Your Majesty, please allow Your Majesty to let my concubine follow me back to the harem first."

"What did you say?" Yuan turned around abruptly, staring at him sullenly.

Qiu Yun quickly tugged Xiayuan's sleeve, looked at Zongzheng Yue opposite, and was about to speak, when Zongzheng Yue said: "Yan Qiu is the beloved disciple of the lord, and I love him dearly, and I would like to grant you It's after."

This is the result of Zong Zhengyue's pondering over the past three days.

God of War Yuan got angry a few times before, he thought that God of War was dissatisfied with his use of the ceremony of accepting disciples to help the Zongzheng, and then he calmed down, and then he came back to it - Wen Yanqiu is God of War's beloved disciple, but he brought people into the harem, and only A concubine was sealed.

If it were my beloved disciple, I would definitely be dissatisfied in my heart.

Can……

As soon as he finished speaking, a suffocating murderous aura rushed towards him.

His complexion changed suddenly, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen. He only felt that his life and death depended on the thought of God of War.

But he didn't understand that he had expressed the importance he attached to Wen Yanqiu, so why was God of War Yuan more angry than before?

"Master." Qiu Yun tugged at his sleeve again, but his murderous aura was restrained.

He hurriedly stepped up to block Zongzheng Yue, raised his eyes to look at the murderous eyes of the other party, and felt a chill in his heart. This time, Zongzheng Yue really offended Yuan's bottom line, so he quickly released his spiritual sense to block the murderous aura: "Your Majesty, Zuoyun, you go out first, I will discuss it with Master."

Zongzheng was full of doubts while being shocked.

He didn't dare to be dissatisfied with God of War Yuan, but he really didn't understand where God of War Yuan's anger came from.After exiting the Zhaixing Building, he glanced at the boy following him, raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. On the way back to the study, he thought about it, but still couldn't figure it out.

Inside the Zhaixing Building, as the gate was closed, Qiu Yun was about to withdraw his consciousness, when a more powerful consciousness suddenly rushed over - the two have been entangled for ten lifetimes, and their feelings for each other have long been engraved into their souls.

Therefore, at the moment of contact, they immediately blend together.

Qiu Yun only had time to curse "dog thing", and the divine consciousness wrapped in his spiritual consciousness got into his sea of ​​consciousness together.

His sea of ​​consciousness is like a pool of deep blue water.

Suddenly, a cloud of heavenly water fell from the sky, and the heavenly water was poured into the sea and turned upside down in the vast ocean.

All of a sudden, the sky and water surged, arousing ferocious waves and roaring, and the sea water, not to be outdone, turned out monstrous waves, turbulently blending with the sky and water, colliding with each other, and shooting out bigger waves. .

When the waves are higher than the waves.

Qiu Yun, who knew overseas, blushed as if she could drip blood.

On the other hand, Yuan, who was facing him, had bulging veins on his forehead and red eyes, like a wild beast that was out of control.

This situation persisted for nearly an hour before the blood red in Yuan's eyes slowly faded, and the sacred golden color was restored, only the redness remained at the end of the eyes that did not fade away.

Qiu Yun kicked his consciousness out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him angrily: "Are you in a hurry?"

The contented Yuan stretched out his arms possessively, and embraced Qiu Yun, who had sullen eyes, into his arms, rubbed lightly on his neck, and hummed: "You defend him, I'm jealous."

Qiu Yun raised his hand and grabbed his ear, and slid his face in front of him: "You almost killed someone, are you justified?"

"Who told him not to divorce you, but also delusional to make you queen." Yuan didn't seem to feel the pain, and took it for granted.

"..." Qiuyun had a headache when he met such a generous person.

He exhaled, and said seriously: "Let's not say that the Zongzheng clan is kind to you—"

"The kindness has already been repaid." Yuan retorted.

"...don't interrupt!"

"Oh."

Yuan: "Then tell me."

"Wen Yanqiu's marriage to Zongzheng is more of an exchange of interests. He doesn't necessarily like Wen Yanqiu very much, but he wants to make me queen for your sake. This matter can be discussed.

Moreover, he has the aura of world consciousness on him, so he is obviously the son of the world. Do you still want to be sealed by Tiandao's father and continue to reincarnate? "

"Actually, it's not bad to continue reincarnation, isn't it just another kind of role-playing?" Yuan thought for a while, and nodded with anticipation.

Qiu Yun sneered: "When this life is over, I'll go back to the fairy world, you can play role-playing with the air."

"..." Yuan's face froze, he suppressed his playful face, drooped his eyebrows and eyes: "Don't want me, I will try my best to restrain myself in the future."

"That's good." Qiu Yun let go of his tugged ears, calmed his expression, rubbed his ears and said: "A mortal's life is only a few dozen years, and to you, it's just the blink of an eye. After finishing this life, return to the fairy world, and spend the rest of my life together."

Yuan was rubbed by him and narrowed his eyes: "If it's only a few decades, I can't bear it, but didn't you tell the father of your body before that you want to reshape the body?"

Qiu Yun's eyes sharpened: "Are you spying on me?"

"It's not surveillance." Yuan opened his eyes, and quickly explained: "I'm worried, I exiled so many people to the wild land before, among them are the disciples of the Tianyi Sect, and the ancestors of the Wen Sect.

Now that you worship me as a teacher, it will be profitable for the Wen family. I believe in Wen Yanqiu’s father, but I don’t trust other people. I'm worried that it's not easy for you to be caught in the middle. "

"Really?" Qiu Yun was dubious.

Yuan raised two fingers: "If you don't believe me, then I swear to heaven."

"No need, I believe you." Qiu Yun pressed his hand and sighed: "I couldn't bear to disappoint Patriarch Wen, after all, it was his fatherly heart."

"You're just too soft-hearted."

Qiu Yun glanced at him: "If my heart is as hard as ice, I have nothing to do with you."

Qiu Yun cultivated all the way from a mortal to an immortal.

When he first ascended, he had already seen through the seven emotions and six desires, but the reincarnation of the tenth life borrowed the bodies of various hosts, allowing him to regain the seven emotions and six desires he had when he was a human.

If not, after the end of the third life, he would not go directly to find Yuan without even returning to the fairy world, but he would go back to the fairy world at the end of the first life and tell the little mirror that he would love the world for the rest of his life.

Yuan's eyebrows softened, he tightened the arms around his slender waist, and whispered in his ear: "I'm glad you are soft-hearted, otherwise I wouldn't follow you life after life, Qiuqiu, I—"

"Wait a minute!" Qiu Yun interrupted his full of tenderness inexplicably, pushed him away, looked up into his eyes, frowned and said, "Did you misunderstand something?"

"what?"

"It was a coincidence that I met you in the first three lives."

Looking at his bewildered face, Qiu Yun suddenly recalled: "I only looked for you in the first life. It was the end of the third life. You lay on the hospital bed and grabbed my hand, full of regret. When my heart softens, I promise to find you in the next life.”

"...Didn't you find me every lifetime after that?"

Qiu Yun felt that the truth might be difficult for him to accept, so he didn't want to say more.

But he suddenly remembered that this dog wanted to leave his husband and run away before, which made him sad for a while, and he said bluntly: "That is the way of heaven to force me to send me there."

"...!!!!"