Xianzun, your Taoist companion has run away

The sky is dim, and the shadow of the moon is dancing.

The flowers and branches hidden in the dark are staggered, swaying randomly with the wind, and the shadows fall on the corridor, mottled and involuntary, arousing fear.

It was foggy, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness, even the bright moonlight could not shine through.

There were chattering voices in the corridor, and the voice was deliberately lowered, "I remember that the moonlight was the same, lighting up the ground, and someone held a long sword and killed all the way to the entrance of our Hundred Flowers Hall.

Just under the black peony, the blade of the sword was stained with sticky and thick blood, and he was full of murderous looks. He pointed at the peony fairy and asked sadly. "

"Jiaojiao, do you really want to divorce me?!"

The man raised his voice sharply, imitating the speaker's voice.

It can be said that the tenderness was in vain, and weeping, "You and I grew up together, we were childhood sweethearts, and the two families even made a marriage contract early.

You just met Naoshizi Xianzun once, and you lost your soul from then on.

He is ruthless and murderous, what's so good about him! "

"Fairy Peony has already had a deep-seated love for the Immortal Venerable. She couldn't bear others to speak ill of him. Immediately, she raised her brows, stared angrily, and the purple Qianji Ling burst into flames. She was going to fight that person desperately.

Both of them are foundation-building cultivation bases, and the sky is dark and the ground is dark, and the heat is in full swing. Fairy Peony's cultivation base is a little weak, and she is slightly invincible. Seeing the sword cultivator slashing over with his sword, that charming beauty will be injured.

Unexpectedly, the Immortal Venerable suddenly descended from the sky, appeared among them, stretched out his hand to grab Qian Jiling, pulled Fairy Peony into his arms, and used his back to block the sword cultivator's attack for her, oh, what a pity..."

The man was beaming with joy as he spoke, and the people around listened with gusto, waiting for Fairy Peony to pour it into the Immortal Venerable's arms with a "wow".

Suddenly, a clear and tender voice wondered, "But...how did the Peony Fairy see the Immortal Venerable?"

It was a little boy who spoke. He was wearing a silver-red gown and a silver-gray robe, with an emerald green lotus leaf buckled upside down on his head, and a long wooden sword on his back.

On her white and tender face, there are big and round peach blossom eyes inlaid, as bright as morning stars, and when she smiles, there are two small pear dimples at the corners of her mouth.

It's so sweet that people can't wait to hold Rua in their arms.

He was looking at them with his head tilted, his eyes filled with curiosity and doubt.

Stared at by his clear, pure eyes, the storyteller stuck.

The few of them were assigned to be on duty at night, and when they were bored, they gathered together to talk about the mountains and chat about anecdotes about the immortals.

But the northern region is bitterly cold, resources are scarce, and there are not many strange people and strange things in total, so there is nothing to talk about.

Chatting and chatting and making it up.

Since everyone in the Immortal Dao wanted to make up stories, they naturally couldn't do without the Immortal Venerable.

Who made him the No.1 in Immortal Way?

Didn't I see that among his painting books, the best-selling ones are all related to Xianzun.

What about "The Overbearing Immortal Falls in Love with Me", "The Immortal's Little Wife Runs Away with the Ball", "Those Things About Me and the Immortal on the Boat".

How lingering, sweet and touching!

He suffered the loss of not being a female cultivator, so he couldn't have anything to do with the immortal.

So I took out the painting book of Peony Fairy and Xianzun I had seen, and shared it with others. Everyone is an adult.

Listening to some fragrant lyrics and music, just in good spirits, keep this hundred gardens.

But a little fairy boy got mixed up in this group of old wanderers, how could he dare to say anything more, he faltered and clasped his feet, "Then who knows, maybe we met outside, I'm not a peony fairy, she How would I know where to go?"

"But..." The little boy grabbed the corner of his clothes, put down the wooden sword on his back, sat on the open space, and looked at them seriously with big eyes, "The immortal is the immortal of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. Your honor has set foot in our northern border.

Fairy Peony has just built her foundation and cultivated herself now, if she can't get across the sea of ​​innocence in the middle, and if she can't get to the Taiyi Immortal Sect, how could they meet. "

"Uh." The man dodged his eyes.

Isn't that because Fairy Peony is beautiful and arrogant.

This kind of heroine is popular recently, is it a picture book?

The person who wrote the picture book asked them to meet, and they met.

But this can't be said directly, if the little fairy boy asked about the painting book, Fairy Peony would know about it, because of Fairy Peony's violent temper.

hiss.It would be strange not to peel off a layer of their skin.

He rolled his eyes, wanting to lie, "Then..."

But seeing the shadow of the flower swaying, someone came out with a happy face, "Qingwei, you have picked Begonia flower dew, hurry up and take Yunyun back to rest."

Luo Qingwei held a white jade bottle in his hand, which contained freshly picked dew, and fumbled with his hand to brush away the flower branches in front of him.

He walked out with a blank face, "Yunyun."

He was dressed in black, with a thin figure, a black belt tied around his eyes, and his hair was messed up by flowers and branches, and it was scattered behind his head casually.

There were some scratches printed on his white jade face, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Hey." Seeing him, the little boy in red happily picked up the wooden sword from the ground, trotted all the way to his side, and held his hand by the hem of his black clothes, "Daddy, have you gone back yet?"

"Well, rest early and get up early tomorrow to practice swords."

"Okay!"

He couldn't see him, so the little boy grabbed his clothes and walked in front to lead the way, with a soft voice, "Daddy, go this way, there is a small stone in front, remember to avoid it."

Everyone looked at them one after the other, walking further and further away, a little envious, "It's still Qingwei, who is obviously like us, he is a disciple of handyman, but he doesn't have to do anything, and he can take the dew as he pleases." Heal the eyes."

"Yeah." The man next to him stretched his neck until he could no longer see the figure, and then said sourly, "He can also get the eyes of the fairies, who makes him lucky to pick up a heavenly spirit root as his son?" Woolen cloth."

Some people sneered, "It's just because of his good looks, and he can't practice. After two years, the fairies will look down on him. After all, Master Yun is not his own. Who knows what will happen in the future?" .”

Although Yunyun was brought by Luo Qingwei, but he was just a handyman disciple who didn't even have a spiritual root, how could he have a son with a heavenly spiritual root.

Yunyun's legs were short, and Luo Qingwei couldn't see. The two lingered in Baihuayuan for a long time before returning to their residence. As soon as they sat down, Yunyun swayed his short legs, brought him a hot water handkerchief to wipe his face, and put a pad on his face. Feet to give him the freshly picked dew.

Pouting her mouth, she muttered, "I said let me get the flower dew, but you insist on not letting me go. Seeing that your face is scratched, I'll give you some medicine later."

The cold floral dew dripped into the eye sockets, and the irritating eye sockets were flushed, as if they were tears, and fell down his fair and thin face. Yun Yun felt distressed when he saw it, and his small mouth was pouted even higher, and he was about to be able to hang a flying sword.

Complaining softly, "Why are you so disobedient?"

Luo Qingwei reached out her hand to touch his soft hair, and explained patiently, "Moyu Haitang is shy and afraid of fire by nature, if you go over, we won't be able to get the flower dew, and besides, it's taller than you, I'll hug it again If you don't move, how can you get the dew."

Yun Yun pouted, "If you don't listen, you don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures."

Luo Qing tapped his forehead slightly with her fingers, and sighed softly, "Where did you learn all this, hurry up and wash up and sleep."

The two quickly packed up, Yunyun rolled from the bed to his side, and hugged him affectionately, "Daddy, Aunt Mo Ju told me about the outside world today."

Luo Qingwei hugged him and patted his back gently, "Yes."

About ten years ago, he took the Taiyi Xianzong disciples to Penglai to practice with Spirit Sparrow, and encountered sea beasts in the sea and went crazy.

It was a black flood dragon that had been dormant at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years. It was powerful and extremely ferocious.

Even Spirit Sparrow, the highest-cultivated person on board, is no match for it.

When Luo Qingwei was in full bloom, he might be able to rely on the advantage of the city and rely on the countless spiritual treasures on his body to fight against him, and there was still a slight chance of winning.

But at that time, he was pregnant with Yunyun, his breath was unstable, and his strength dropped drastically. He was defeated by Hei Jiaolong's hands after only a hundred moves.

In the end, the white jade boat was destroyed, and everyone on board died or scattered.

He was injured by the black flood dragon, and he barely escaped by relying on the space spirit weapon that the immortals gave him to save his life in the past, but he didn't know what went wrong with the spirit weapon. When he woke up, he found that he was actually in Wuwang Sea .

The Wuwang Sea is separated from Central Continent and the Northern Territory, and it is a sea area where spiritual energy is cut off.

It took Luo Qingwei two hundred days to cross the Wuwanghai.

It was a tough time, longer than the 200 years he had spent before.

What Liu Xiaoxiao told him back then almost became true.

He was in a slightly better situation than those wives who were pregnant with ghosts.

When Yunyun was born, he was still alive.

Although his cultivation base was exhausted, his spiritual roots were destroyed, Qingcheng was lost, and his body was severely depleted, the remaining poison that he thought had been eliminated was committed, and his eyes could not see.

Unable to use divine sense as before, he became truly blind.

But he is still alive.

so lucky.

Luo Qing thought to himself, touched Yun Yun's back, and asked in a low voice, "What did Mo Ju tell you?"

The Northern Territory is no different than Central Continent, with barren aura and scarce resources, rare treasures are hard to find, and cultivation is difficult.

Those who have cultivated above the foundation can be called fairies.

There are four fairies in Baihua Valley. The owner of the valley, Lvmei, is a Jindan cultivator. The other three are Moju, who is in the late foundation establishment period, and Begonia and Peony, who are in the middle foundation establishment period.

Among them, Mo Ju was the most ordinary in appearance, but the most gentle and kind-hearted. When Luo Qingwei came out of Wuwanghai, she was rescued by Mo Ju and stayed in Baihua Valley.

Yun Yun raised her head from his embrace, blinking her big clear and bright eyes, "She said that there is a place called Zhongzhou across the Wuwang Sea."

He clenched his fists, his white and tender face was full of longing, his voice was sweet and soft, "there is full of aura, there are strange flowers and plants everywhere, and golden elixir and nascent babies are everywhere.

Countless geniuses have emerged in large numbers, and there are as many talented people as a cow, let me practice hard, and when I reach the Nascent Soul, I can take you across the sea of ​​innocence and cure your eyes! "

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Northern Territory.

Although Mo Ju knew that Yun Yun was extremely talented, he didn't believe that he would be able to break through the Nascent Soul Realm in the future. It was probably because Yun Yun was pestering her again, asking how to heal his eyes. The guy is looking forward to it.

After all, in Ms. Liu's eyes, taking some pills is poisonous to eat casually. In this remote place in the northern border, the most brilliant alchemists and medical practitioners are helpless.

They couldn't even tell that his spiritual root was destroyed, they just thought he was an ordinary person who was born without spiritual root.

Seeing the firm appearance of the little man, Luo Qingwei felt that a certain part of his chest was unbearably soft, touched his forehead, and kissed it lightly.

"Okay, Daddy is waiting for you to break through Nascent Soul, let's go to Zhongzhou to treat your eyes."

Yun Yun was grinning, and rubbed his little head on his chest, "Daddy, do you know that there is a Taiyi Immortal Sect in Central Continent? They have an Immortal Venerable, who is very powerful."

Luo Qing was slightly stiff, and clenched her fingers violently, "Where did you hear about him?"

Yun Yun buried her little head in his arms, "Aunt Mo Ju told me that there is a book under the pillow in her room, which tells how the immortal master cultivates."

How did the immortal master cultivate?Luo Qing was slightly surprised. The immortal master practiced the top-level kungfu in the Taiyi Immortal Sect, and it would never fall to the northern border. "What's the name of the kung fu?"

The little guy came up in trouble, and muttered vaguely, "The little wife named Xianzun ran away with the ball, Daddy, what is a little wife."

Luo Qingwei was stiff all over, he felt that the problem on his face must be serious.

Otherwise, why do you feel that your whole body is out of control?

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