I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The soul that rose slowly from the girl's body was immediately ingested by Fang Qinghong's flower of the avenue that bloomed with the seed of the world, and was carefully wrapped into the stamen.

Under the protection of Linzi Mantra and Group Zi Mantra, He Tiantian's three souls and seven souls were not shattered by the sword energy.

It was not until it was properly handled that Fang Qinghong raised his face and looked straight at the last ancient secret technique - the Mantra of Bingzi.

He released the eight-character mantra in his body, and combined it with the soldier-character mantra. At the moment when the nine characters formed a circle, the gate of Biyou Palace on the top of the mountain suddenly opened.

"Master of the Dao Seed, please pass through the door."

An old voice sounded.Every note that is spit out will cause the reverberation of the heavenly dao.

After He Tiantian's body lost the support of his soul, it turned into firefly-like spots of light in Fang Qinghong's arms, scattered among the fairy plants and flowers on Penglai Immortal Island.

Fang Qinghong stood up, crossed the void with his toes, and flew to the palace on the top of the mountain with fluttering clothes.

And after he flew into the gate of the palace, he suddenly discovered that the Biyou Palace was an empty world like a gate of wonders!

"This," Fang Qinghong looked around, suspicious.This is the door of all wonders, right?

Stars from all directions gathered slowly, and in front of Fang Qinghong, they condensed into the image of an old man in a gray Taoist robe with gray beard and hair.

On the Taoist robe, there is a pattern of innate gossip, holding a handle of floating dust, and sitting cross-legged on a futon.

Fang Qinghong looked down, and also fixed there.He has seen this futon more than once—isn't it the one in the Donghai Dayuan Underground Palace? !

So the unpredictable old man in front of him, who obviously can't see through his cultivation, but doesn't put any pressure on others, is the master of the underground palace?

Fang Qinghong opened the mouth tentatively: "Excuse me, are you the owner of the Dayuan Underground Palace?"

The old man nodded: "Not bad."

Fang Qinghong: "I don't know junior, what should I call you?"

The old man swept away the floating dust, smiled and replied, "The poor Taoist name is Hongjun."

"So it's you!" Fang Qinghong's pupils trembled, and he immediately bowed his head, clasped his hands together and gave a deep salute: "Junior Fang Qinghong, pay homage to Patriarch Hongjun!"

No wonder.

The wood used to make futons is Jianmu, the sacred tree in the fairy garden.Who can cut off a piece of wood and use it only as a meditation cushion for himself?

Only the identity of the ancestor of Hongjun Wandao is worthy of the grand scene of thousands of people worshiping on the murals of the underground palace.

This is the first innate god born from Hongmeng since the beginning of the world!

"The restriction of Biyou Palace can only be opened by those who have obtained the nine-character mantra."

Ancestor Hongjun spoke softly: "You have a token that reaches the heavens, and you have secret techniques by your side, so you can be regarded as predestined relationship with the poor."

Fang Qinghong hurriedly asked: "Do you know the secret of the Nine-Character Mantra? Why does the Gate of All Wonders require juniors to gather all of it?"

"Naturally." Patriarch Hongjun nodded, and lightly revealed the truth: "Poverty is the creator of the nine-character mantra."

Those who are fighting in battle, all move forward in groups.It is the true reading method of the nine-character mantra, which symbolizes a trend of "only when it is achieved, can it be complete".

The potential is the key to accomplish anything between heaven and earth, or in other words, to win a battle.

It is a blessing in the dark.

Those who get the nine-character mantra get the world's ancient rumors, and that's how it came about.

Fang Qinghong clenched his fists: "So, if I want to beat the emperor, I must first grasp the 'potential', and is it for this that he came to snatch the secret technique?"

Ancestor Hongjun: "No."

Seeing the young man's bewildered face, the old man said leisurely: "The way of heaven is to make up for what is not enough; the way of man is to make up for what is not enough. There is a natural conflict between the two. Do you know why?"

Fang Qinghong said: "The way of heaven lies in balancing the relationship between willingness and gain, so as to maintain a permanent operation. But man and heaven are born in different positions. They stand in different positions, so what they see and pursue are naturally different."

"The ultimate state that people pursue is the extension of self-will and desire, but in the world, everything has an extreme state. If one person gets more, it will inevitably hurt others."

Fang Qinghong said: "But everyone wants to be the one who gets more, so the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is reflected in giving more than what is not enough. The way of heaven is to restrain and balance such desires."

In the last years of the prehistoric times, the heaven and the earth were in a catastrophe. Under the leadership of the inborn gods, many souls were willing to give up their lives for righteousness, and exchanged themselves for the vitality of the future generations.

They died willingly, not even giving themselves the chance to be reincarnated.

But who are the people who are lingering now?

Ancestor Hongjun: "In the past, Pindao contemplated the circulation of the sky and created the nine-character mantra, emphasizing the truth of heaven in every stroke. The master of the Tao, what is it?"

Fang Qinghong was enlightened, "It...it is the way of heaven itself!"

The emperor wants to completely control the way of heaven after winning the luck in him!

Fang Qinghong shared all the key points, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and asked: "So that voice in the door of all wonders knows that it is powerful, so it asks this junior. So she is..."

Ancestor Hongjun replied: "The way of heaven."

After hearing this, Fang Qinghong felt that it was true.

He bowed deeply to the old man again, "Earlier, Bai Ze said that after I became a fairy, I would come here to have a look... I think that's not the only thing you want to say to this junior."

"Pindao made a bet with it. If it loses, it will wait for someone who is destined to be on Yingzhou Island." Hongjun's brows stretched, and he laughed: "It seems that it is fulfilling its promise."

"Look good, Pindao will only show you the usage of the nine-character mantra once."

After the old man finished speaking, Fang Qinghong felt his eyes suddenly darken.

At the same time, outside Penglai Xiandao.

The emperor was trapped by the complicated formation, and he knew very well that the people inside were buying time for the Taoist fetus.His eyes were tearing apart, and he only said in a hateful voice: "Okay, very good, I can only use such inferior techniques to hinder this lord, it seems that you are not as good as you used to be!"

"Hongjun, do you think this can hinder me?"

The emperor let out a low cry, his aura rose steadily, and the power of the five elements that had been tightly wrapped around him broke apart!

However, in the next second, the power of the five elements returned to its source and turned into chaotic energy, which once again held back the emperor's desire to evacuate.

If you can't catch Fang Qinghong, if you catch someone he values, you won't be afraid that he won't fall into the trap.

He understands this, and Hongjun naturally understands it too.

And hundreds of thousands of miles away in the middle domain battlefield, there is still a big battle going on.

Phoenix King Wujiu is an unrivaled powerhouse at the level of a fairy king after all, and Fuyao is one level behind her—that is, Wujiu is just a corpse now, without the support of the spirit and lost a lot of fairy power, otherwise, what will happen? Hard to say.

But Fuyao could sense that his mother's body was resonating with his blood, crying, and seemed to be saying loudly: Son, I'm sorry, mother didn't do it on purpose.

Between death and life, between grief and hatred, he suddenly realized the true meaning of love.

Fuyao broke through in danger, and the vast and sacred aura swept across all directions, and those who felt it in their hearts all knelt down in his direction.

Heaven and earth are celebrating the birth of a new fairy king.

The unabsorbed energy of the Heaven-replenishing Stone originally hidden in various orifices of the body has now been smelted into juice through the Nirvana Fire for his use.

A majestic Dao sound resounded between heaven and earth, and a huge, majestic and majestic phoenix jumped out of the scorching Nirvana fire.

He looked up to the sky, let out a loud cry, and then spit out holy flames at the other phoenix whose body was rotting black.

"The divine majesty is brilliant, and its virtue descends from the sky. The fire of great virtue—Zhuo!"

The golden-red flames covered the sky, enveloping Wugui.

Feng Wang, who lost his soul, could not cry or speak, only the remaining memory of his body, gently responding to his child through the firelight.

Mother, I will avenge your revenge, please rest in peace.

Fuyao said in his heart.

In the midst of raging holy flames, the body that should have been detached, finally returned to heaven and earth, and was free.

Fuyao looked at the direction where the wisp of ashes finally dissipated, and suddenly wanted to see his Taoist companion.

At this moment, a muffled thunderous voice came from afar, "Bro—!"

After the words were finished, a dark beam of light suddenly rose from the west and shot high into the sky.Immediately after, is the northern border, and then the eastern border.

Fuyao's face changed suddenly, and the wave of curses broke out!

And the first three explosive points are: Kunlun Palace, Taiweiyuan, and the location of the three Eastern Sects.

The last three sects in the Eastern Realm had no choice but to form a three-talent formation of heaven, earth and man because of their lack of background, and gathered their strength to provide support for the black pillar of "evil force".

Right now, only the central region and the southern region have not yet fallen.

Blessings and misfortunes never come singly, the owner of Cursed Tide obviously saw through Fuyao's deepest thoughts.The emperor, who was doing his best, directly gave up three drops of blood that condensed his life's skills and fell into the central temple.

All of a sudden, the evil wind blew up, flying sand and rolling stones.

Accompanied by an angry shout: "Get up!" The little monk was rushed up from the underground temple by the cursed tide.The wisdom light of the seven chakras on his body suddenly dimmed a lot.

In this way, only the southern border is left.

Inside the protective cover set up by Fuxiqin, Gu Peiyuan's face sank like water.

However, the situation will not stop deteriorating just because of their nervousness.The four big black pillars soaring into the sky began to cast curses on all corners of the country like rain.

'Ming Jia' coughed up a mouthful of blood, and before the 'evil power' touched the people, he rolled up his sleeves and took as many people as possible to the only unpolluted southern region, no matter how immortal they were.

"The rest of the five regions sit in the teleportation array and go to the southern region!" He used a lion's roar, which could be heard everywhere in the five regions.

The expression of the Black Flood Dragon King changed, he said goodbye to Bai Ze, and hurried back to the East China Sea to gather the Hai Clan subordinates to take refuge.

And Gu Peiyuan was also reminded by this, and immediately returned with the disciples.

The Southern Territory will become their last line of defense, and as the host, the Hehuan Sect must have someone in charge to preside over the overall situation.

Fortunately, Fang Qinghong solved the big problem of Feng Zhizhang in time after joining the Huanzong with her, otherwise the five regions would all fall!

'Evil power' is like rain, penetrating through every hole, but when it falls to the ground, it is not slow or fast.In just a few breaths, 'Minga' and others saved countless people.

Fuyao, as a prime-level fairy king, quickly swept the four regions, and swept the people who had been left behind by 'Minga' to the southern region one by one.

When he escorted the last group of people, the emperor finally broke free from the shackles set by the ancestor Hongjun.

As soon as he was out of trouble, all the curses boiled, diffused more quickly, and dissolved in the air.All the living things that were stained with it quickly withered, and then shattered, turning into a pool of black lacquered powder.

The emperor completely tore apart the boundary wall between the immortal and mortal realms, and regarded the laws of heaven as nothing.Among the celestial clouds, the gate of the fairy court - the Nantian Gate is looming.

In front of Tianmen, a group of immortals are besieging two women.

The emperor flew up to the nine heavens, and stood on the Nantian Gate with his hands behind his back.He looked down from a high position, and the common people running around in panic on the ground seemed to be looking at a group of ants.

He doesn't need to use his hands, but he only needs to turn his mind, and the thousands of tentacles formed by the curse will stop Fuyao for him.

At this time, the latter still had dozens of people with him, so it was a bit stretched to take care of them.

Fuyao looked up, looked at the lofty emperor, and couldn't help reminding in a cold voice: "Don't forget, you are also from the human race."

The emperor proudly said: "I am the lord of the fairy garden, the lord of heaven and earth, the land I occupy and the things I see are not the same as before. You don't understand."

Fuyao laughed.

It's like this again, when you launch a conquest to satisfy your selfish desires, you still have to put on an air and put on some high-sounding reasons.

It is always people who understand people best.

He said that he was detached from ordinary people, but in fact, how deeply he understood human desires, and how freely he played with his compatriots.

What did he do, and what else did he get rid of the influence of people on him?

Fuyao sneered: "When I hated you the most, I never thought of slaughtering the human race. Before you became a Taoist, you were a person who was recommended by the tribe to be selected by the God of Nuwa, but you turned your head and looked down on them. It’s like nothing. Their ancestors, the former ancient race, only helped you, and never harmed you.”

The emperor is indifferent: "Natural selection, the weak prey on the strong, they are weak, and they are to blame."

When the truth is not speculative, half a sentence is too much!

Swinging back into its original body, the phoenix with golden and red feathers was bathed in fire, formed a magic circle with the five skills of the Phoenix clan, and shot in all directions in an attempt to break through.

And they had a conversation just now, and they didn't shy away from anyone. Even if they don't understand the truth, the people who are still alive in the Five Realms at this time understand that the Immortal Emperor in front of them is an enemy.

Seeing that the enemy is outnumbered and one's own side is alone, gradually losing the wind, everyone's hearts can't help but tighten.

At this moment, I saw a white rainbow across the sky, cutting off the curse that was trying to wrap around Fuyao's body.

The white-clothed figure who came from Yujian made a tactic with one hand, pointed at the immortals fighting in front of the Nantian Gate, and shouted violently: "The mantra of the word for soldiers-ten thousand soldiers are useless!"

A shocking scene happened.

I saw that in the hands of the immortals, the immortal artifacts that were like arms and fingers, were all disarmed under the control of secret techniques!

"... Dao fetus!"

"It's Peach Blossom Sword, he's back!"

"Great!"

In the mountains, forests and swamps in the south, monks and people who had come to take refuge stood full. They looked up at the majestic man in the sky and burst into cheers.

In mid-air, Fang Qinghong swung his sword again.

The sword energy turned into a huge sword, and the sound of "bang" fell, as if parting the sea, and a passage was cut out in a daze.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fuyao sent all the dozens of people from the city with him to the southern border, and then quickly rushed to the sky to join the young man.

The two cooperated in a tacit understanding without any prior communication.

Holding the sword, Fang Qinghong leaped onto Fuyao's back, one person and one phoenix were like arrows flying from the string, passing through the barriers of thick black mist like a bamboo, and went straight up against the current.

When jumping up from the black tide of curse, Fang Qinghong's eyes were like lightning, he raised Taichu, and slashed at the Nantianmen with his sword!

"boom!"

"Boom."

This immortal gate, which had never been damaged since ancient times, collapsed.

"Emperor." Fang Qinghong said every word firmly, as if swearing: "How many lives have been lost since the prehistoric times, today, you will pay with your life!!"

The emperor stood in the void, his face livid: "You two just born fairy kings are not qualified to touch me!"

Because of the previous disarm, Dao Yi, who was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, interjected at this time: "His cultivation base is at the peak of the Immortal King, and he has only taken half a step towards the Immortal Venerable level."

Knowing the truth, Fang Qinghong laughed loudly: "So what if you're half a fairy, you're the one I hit!"

Before he finished speaking, he and Fuyao suddenly separated and attacked him from two directions.

The final battle was about to break out, and all three of them took out the posture of "hate to death" and did their best, which can be described as shocking.

At this moment, the nine-character mantra is finally fully displayed in front of everyone. The profound and mysterious magic method makes people dizzy and intoxicated.

——What is the nine-character mantra?

——It’s the way of heaven.

Facing Fang Qinghong's offensive, the emperor was in a trance, thinking that he was fighting against the whole world.

At that time in the main hall of Biyou Palace, Fang Qinghong, who had watched the evolution of the wonderful art, couldn't help but be impressed: "You can create such a method, why don't you do it yourself?"

"Master of the Dao Seed, just look at this Biyou Palace." Patriarch Hongjun guided him to look around, "This is the price for the poor way to create a law, and the poor way has become a part of the way of heaven."

Fang Qinghong's eyes widened in surprise.

"The way of heaven can only be pushed by force, and you can no longer interfere with the changes of nature as a single individual." Ancestor Hongjun smiled slightly: "Go, Pindao believes in the choice of the seed of the world."

"Whoa, whoa-"

Fang Qinghong shouted angrily, the nine-character mantra was in his hands, combined with the chaotic energy, and Fuyao engraved the totem of the five arts of the Feng clan on the chaotic ball.

The two of them used all their strength to hit the chaotic ball, which was as heavy as a world, towards the emperor.

"No, no!" Seeing that the giant ball was getting closer and closer to him, Dijun shook his head in disbelief.

"It's a mere scumbag, how can it shake my way!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his sharp gaze suddenly turned to Yan Changfeng and Liu Menghan who were hiding in the crowd.Immediately, with a thought, the two people who felt wrong and tried to escape were kept in the air.

"Dedicate your luck to me." After he finished speaking, he devoured the two of them into his own body.

And the luck of Heaven's Dao distributed to the two supporting characters seems to have really worked, making the emperor glow with a new look.Fang Qinghong hesitated after noticing Liu Menghan's expression as he flew over.

The other party looked too calm, like...

Like, I've been waiting for this moment.

Sure enough, the face of the emperor who had not been happy for a long time changed suddenly, and he said sharply: "Queen Mother Xi, what do you want to do!"

At this time, Qilin flew up to the sky and bound his hands and feet with the power of the five elements and five earths.It looked at Dijun with sadness in its eyes, as if it was looking at another person inside him through him.

Or, more distant people.

"Accept your fate, this is what you deserve."

"Before the Queen Mother of the West died, a ray of divine consciousness was separated, which carried her natal spells. This is also the result of my discussion with the Young Palace Master early on."

"She sacrificed herself in exchange for your trust. Originally, the plan was to get close to you and wait for the opportunity, but it would be more convenient for you to swallow her yourself."

Dijun was busy trying to spit it out.

Qilin: "It's useless. The spell uses her to ignite the soul fire to detonate. It was made by the Queen Mother of the West using the karma of your murder of her in the past. As long as you touch the body, you can't hide."

Fang Qinghong: "Liu Menghan!"

The moment the soul fire exploded, Liu Menghan's memory fragments, like colorful star fragments, overflowed the emperor's body.

Since she was a child, there was a voice in her mind telling her to take on a big responsibility.

Later, it was Qilin, and more people told her: She is the incarnation of Queen Mother Xi, and she will inherit the great cause and effect.

Qilin said: You must avenge her and the common people who died in vain.

Others said: You have to shoulder the great cause of revitalizing Kunlun. Since you are born different from us, you should be able to get rid of Taoist tires.

Everyone looks at me, but not for me.

Everyone respects me, not for me.

Liu Menghan thought, you all only want to use me.

Among the memory fragments, there is another section about Fang Qinghong.

At that time, the young man who had just agreed to her request was awkward, with a look of curiosity and not knowing how to ask: "You, why did you suddenly think of this, I thought..."

Liu Menghan asked: "Why do you still think?"

Fang Qinghong was a little embarrassed: "I can't think of what you like about me."

At that time, she did not answer, but said in her heart:

I, like the way you look at me, make me feel that I am me.

I like you to be free and unrestrained, like you to do whatever you want.

Loving you also makes me look forward to the future.

But when the big dream always wakes up, what I do in this life, I, Liu Menghan, shoulder the responsibility. I only hope that there will be no future life, and I will not bother to think about it.

Dijun spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was like gold paper.

Queen Mother Xi's spell is a karmic deduction between child and mother. Whatever he robbed in the past, he has to repay.Therefore, he also had to bear the pain of Queen Mother Xi before her death.

What's wrong with ordinary desires?

As long as people are alive, they will have desires.Not only people, there are all spirits in the world.

Let's ask this grass and tree, who doesn't want to live?Who doesn't want to live well?

He wants more, right?

Fang Qinghong withdrew his gaze from looking at Liu Menghan's memory - those fragments were also swallowed by the curse, and disappeared together with her people.

The young man said lightly: "Of course you are wrong."

Because of the author's mistakes, the emperor has many evil thoughts in the future. The author does not regard the characters in the book as human beings, and the high-ranking immortals also ignore the world. They have lost the position they opposed at the beginning.

Since ancient times, getting the right way will help you a lot, but losing the right way will help you a lot. Now the cause and effect are all your own fault.

Fang Qinghong and Fuyao pushed the Chaos Ball, which was already in front of the Dijun, to his face.

The explosive force instantly engulfed half of Dijun's body.

"Hahahaha, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!" He fell into a madness and completely detonated the wave of curses.

Fang Qinghong looked at him condescendingly, and said: "It's useless, I already know how to digest them."

The young man flew into the sky, stood in the center of the Five Realms with open arms, fearlessly said to the curses flying over, "Come, welcome the future of all of us."

Dijun's pupils were wide open, and after a while, after realizing what he was doing, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You will be swallowed up by them, and you will regret it!"

Fang Qinghong smiled and replied generously: "Life is alive, but please do not regret it!"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the old world died.

A new world is born.

Fang Qinghong released the dantian world where the nine-character mantra was engraved, which coincided with the real world, repairing the tattered and riddled world that was cursed.

Then, he distributed his own destiny and luck equally to everyone.

Meteors fell from the sky and fell into the palms of everyone, including these curses that have been used and raised to this day.The stars are shining, symbolizing hope for the future.

They held hope and shed tears.

Whether it's hate, revenge, or forgiveness, can all problems really be solved?

The black mist dissipated, revealing the original faces of the cursed people.

Those were faces full of emotions and desires, and they should have looked like them.

Fang Qinghong smiled and said to them: "Go to reincarnation, now, hope is in your hands."

Are they not living hard enough?

Why not give them a chance?

This is the deepest unwillingness buried in the hearts of the wraiths who have turned into curses.

A new world was born, and because he used the secret realm of his dantian to replace reality, the world in this book was completely disconnected from the author.

From now on, he can no longer influence the process here.

And what will happen in the future, Fang Qinghong doesn't know, he only knows that the shackles that bind everyone have been untied.

He buried the fire seed of becoming the master of the times deep in everyone's soul, and as long as the fire seed is still there, it will last forever.

In the future, forever, you can be your own master.

When disasters and catastrophes come, there will also be people who inherit hope and stand up again from the crowd.

Under the clear sky of thousands of miles, Fang Qinghong's clothes fluttered, and he fell from the sky, and was caught by Fuyao and held in his arms.

The young man put his hands on his shoulders, his eyebrows crooked with a smile: "Okay, now I don't have destiny, luck, and the aura of the protagonist."

Fuyao raised her face and stared at him seriously: "In my heart, you will always be."

my main character.

My shining morning star.

***

A hundred years later, the east border water town.

In the hot summer, cicadas climbed on tree trunks and squeaked.The clear water and blue sky stretch into stretches, and where they border, there are endless lotus leaves.

The pink lotus is facing the sun and blooming happily, while the boat girl picking lotus is shaking her oyster and singing delicately:

You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River,

Lotus leaf He Tiantian.

Fish Playing with Lotus Ye Dong,

Fish playing with lotus leaf West.

The boat girl is in her youth, she has a clear and beautiful voice, and her singing is melodious and melodious, which is particularly moving.

But in the most prosperous part of the lake, a lotus is surrounded by a lotus, but it still refuses to bloom.

The lotus essence couldn't hear her companion's call, and she fell asleep happily, immersed in her dreams.

In the dream, she was alone, accompanied by her father and mother, and a handsome, tall elder brother with smiling eyebrows.Her elder brother is particularly good-looking when he smiles, his eyes are bright, like peach blossoms ostentatious in spring.

On a snowy winter night, the family talked and laughed around the fire.

Father and mother made fun of her, saying that when she was a child, she was sullen and ran out to enjoy the cold wind, but it was her elder brother who found her in a cave.

The two hugged each other to keep warm, and when they found it, the brother and sister were frozen into snow dolls.Her tear-stained eyelashes froze and stuck together, making her cry in pain.

The little lotus was so angry that she threw herself into her brother's arms and said: "It's all you, it's all you. You promised to accompany me to release the rabbit lantern on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but in the end you let me go."

"Okay, okay, brother will take you there this year, okay?"

She snorted coquettishly, but the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

The lotus essence couldn't help but laughed out loud.

She sat up and stretched herself, only to realize that she had transformed into a human form, and immediately jumped up happily.

"Look, you look, I've changed!" She beamed and said to a pool of lotus.

"Hey, little girl, look this way." A clear male voice came from behind.

The lotus essence turned around, and suddenly found two handsome men, three feet in the air, standing on the lake.The person who spoke just now was dressed in white and had black hair, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

At this moment, the corners of her lips were raised, and she looked at her with smiling handsome eyes: "I can keep my promise."

The lotus flower essence blushed, it was broken, it came to whatever it dreamed of.

The young man in white said: "Little lotus, you have just transformed into a new form, and you still need someone to guide you into the Tao. You and I met today, it is fate, would you like to go with us?"

Lotus Flower Essence's heart was pounding, she couldn't explain why, but she just wanted to get close to him.

She is a goblin, and goblins are the most innocent and straightforward, so she blinked and said, "Then you are not very powerful?"

The young man in white raised his eyebrows and patted his raised chest: "I'm a real fairy, you earned it."

"Actually, that's not all I value." The lotus flower essence lowered her head, looking at her white and tender toes, "The main thing is... fate, yes, fate!"

The young man in white chuckled, and before the girl became angry from embarrassment, he took the initiative to change the subject: "By the way, you haven't named it yet, shall I give you one?"

Lotus is very happy, but this guy just laughed at her. "You talk about it first, I will use it if it sounds good."

"You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, lotus leaves and Hetian fields." The young man in white put his cheeks on his hands, thought about it for a while, and said, "Your name is He Tiantian, okay?"

For some reason, the lotus essence suddenly had the urge to cry.

She quickly raised her head and fanned herself in the face. "Then, do you want me to worship you as a teacher?"

"No." The young man in white laughed, overlapping with the scene in her dream. "From now on, you will be my junior sister."

The lotus essence stared at him in a daze, and it took a while to realize that there was another person, so she timidly looked at the silent man behind the young man in white, and asked, "Who is that big man?"

The young man in white: "Ah, she is your sister-in-law." He blinked, and there was a sly light in his dark pupils.

Then, seeing the man's darkened face instantly, he laughed loudly.

The lotus essence was a little dazed, she looked at this, then at that, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, you haven't told me yet, what is your name!"

The sun was setting on the western mountain, and the sunset and the lone duck were flying together. Under the setting sun, the young man in white tilted his head and said, "Fang Qinghong."