When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Su He fell into a coma, and the mountain protection restrictions around Qilu Mountain were reopened.

Feng Qing's intention to stay was obvious, Emperor Wang Yuan wanted to watch the excitement, so he didn't stop him.

Poor Zhao Qin, who guards against Feng Qing every day like a thief.

into the night.

The heat was steaming in the hot spring pool, and there was a sound of water. Su Wenqing was lying on the surrounding stone walls, his face buried in his arms, only a small half of his side was exposed, and the lines soaked by the moonlight slightly went upward from his neck to his shoulders. , and then slid to the waist very smoothly, which can be called "the beauty in the world", and finally submerged in the water with restraint.

This scene made the Emperor Wang Yuan feel hungry after he had just "finished eating".

He leaned forward, hugged her from behind and asked Qing, both of them were naked.

"Tired." With loose hair, Su Wenqing leaned back on Emperor Wang Yuan's shoulder, opened his eyes and looked at him, with a bit of accusation in his tiredness.

Why is it so rare?Emperor Wang Yuan thought to himself.

"I got the key, what is Emperor Zun going to do next?" Su Wenqing asked.

"When Su He wakes up, go to the place where he found the key." Emperor Wang Yuan scooped up a cup of hot water and poured it down Su Wenqing's neck. After kissing her, she couldn't hide her color in her piousness, "What are you worried about?"

"Don't worry." Su Wenqing squinted his eyes a little comfortably. After staying with Emperor Zun for a long time, his adaptability continued to improve, "I was just thinking, if the key opens a place where ghosts and ghosts gather, I will only become a mere god. What can I do if I can't help Emperor Zun?"

"Spiritual transformation?" Emperor Wangyuan laughed, "Late stage of divine transformation, Dzogchen, Xianjun, when I was your age, I was only in the middle stage of spiritual transformation, so I will give you some face."

"That's enough..." Su Wenqing grabbed Emperor Wang Yuan's hair, his voice hoarse: "Let's call it a day."

What responded to him was his body sinking suddenly, he was dragged into the water by Emperor Wang Yuan, he couldn't help himself at all.

There was a commotion in the early morning, and Su Wenqing woke up in the room. After sitting up, his head was still a little numb. When he collected himself, he heard the voice of the law enforcement elder.

After not sleeping anymore, Su Wenqing got up and cleaned it up again, and when he opened the door, he saw the law enforcement.

The elder was as energetic as before, and his voice was as loud as a bell. He was listening to Shen Jiang telling what happened in the recent period. When he heard the excitement, he always said "huh?" "Ah?" Law enforcement immediately pushed Shen Jiang away, stepped forward and patted his lover on the shoulder, "How can I ask you? How is this time?"

Su Wenqing felt it carefully, and felt that although the elder's realm had not improved, his cultivation base had solidified a lot, which would be of great benefit to him in the future, so he nodded with a smile, "Very good, congratulations, elder."

Jin Yuan led his apprentices into the secret realm, but he still hasn’t come out. He was a little frustrated that he couldn’t see his friends in law enforcement. He lost his five senses during the retreat, and he paid attention to being single-minded. But it’s not bad, Qilu Mountain is indeed much more lively than before.

Law Enforcement first sparred with Shen Jiang for a while as a warm-up, and then looked at Mozun Wangwang who was drinking tea with Su Wenqing.

There is no such thing as respecting the old and loving the young in the Demon Realm, but Wang Wang admired the law enforcement very much, and immediately got up: "Senior, please."

"Please, Demon Lord!"

The ground in Qilu Mountain was shaken, the spiritual power fluctuated constantly, and the birds flew in fright.

Emperor Wangyuan fell to the ground leisurely in another shock, Su Wenqing felt his breath, but didn't respond, he said no, no, last night, Emperor Zun took his words as nonsense.

"Are you awake?" Emperor Wang Yuan is used to being skinless and shameless, the truth is only what he "eats" into his mouth, what happened to the two supercilious eyes from the Taoist couple afterward?He took out a skewer of grilled fish from behind, and it was extremely fragrant: "It's for you."

Su Wenqing's nose moved, and he turned to look at him: "Where did Emperor Zun go early in the morning?"

"Tai Gu." Emperor Wang Yuan conjured up a stone bench and sat down beside Su Wenqing, "In the morning, the aura is abundant. I will take Tai Gu out to see the beautiful scenery of Qilu Mountain. Didn't he always want me to be true?" Is it hot? Just let him have a good time."

An ominous premonition flashed across Su Wenqing's heart: "Where's Taigu?"

"Here." Emperor Wang Yuan spread out his palms, and saw a villain lying on top of him. He was out of breath from what he had experienced, and started to sob as soon as he saw Su Wenqing. Of course, Emperor Zun didn't give him time to complain. It was taken back again.

Lord Mie Ling, who was sitting on the tree, looked away calmly. As expected, Emperor Zun would have seen a ghost if he could just take Tai Gu to see the scenery. He would feel uncomfortable without tossing.

But Emperor Wang Yuan is actually a bit too skinny.

There is no other reason, and it is the first time he has seen a magic weapon that can transform into form.

According to Wenqing, it was said that the magic weapon forcibly swallowed Taigu. Emperor Wangyuan thought that a spirit was trapped in the magic weapon, but who knew that the fusion was so ingenious. After a few days, Taigu thoroughly understood the characteristics and functions of the magic weapon. It's just that he hasn't been allowed to open the small room where Chunqi's living soul is locked.

Tai Gu was too loud, before the sun came out in the early morning, Emperor Wang Yuan took him for a walk, this little thing sat on Emperor Wang Yuan's shoulder, and couldn't stop talking, talking It's too much, "Master, your real fire is just right for me to loosen my muscles."

Emperor Zun's real fire is forged with bare hands, not to mention ordinary utensils, even a hardened spirit dare not say how long it will last, if Taigu is still in the state of a spirit body, it would have been refined by Emperor Wangyuan long ago, so the emperor Zun sat down on the spot and opened his eyes to Tai Gu.

Tortured half to death by little things.

But the effect is good, if the spirit of Qi does not die, it will only become stronger.

"The elder is fighting with Wang Wang for the first time?" Emperor Wang Yuan let out his soul and sensed it, "Well, it has improved a lot."

Law enforcement qualifications are not high, but he grew up in the Tianlan sect, and he has a straight-forward personality, so he took the position of elder, and this retreat is not a waste of money.

Emperor Wang Yuan glanced at the room where Su He was, and asked in a low voice, "Is Zhao Qin here?"

"No, I said I went to the previous mansion to get something, but I haven't come back yet." Shen Jiang answered.

Emperor Wang Yuan asked again: "Feng Qing guarding?"

Shen Jiang nodded: "En."

Su Wenqing felt that Emperor Zun wished he could spare part of his soul to go in and see what they were doing.

In fact, he didn't do anything, Feng Qing just sat on the chair, staring at Su He's face that had regained a little color in a daze.

The wind came in from outside the window, dragging his thoughts far, far away.

My childhood memories are not very clear. After all, I have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and I still practice the way of swordsmanship. I pay attention to a person who does not ask about the past, but only looks at the future.

People in the world come and go, and there are many unlucky and tragic ones, and Feng Qing is one of the "many".

It will take a while before entering the Tao, and Feng Qing can really exchange ideas with Emperor Wang Yuan on this.

I only vaguely remember that it is called "Chuncheng". Because it is not peaceful near the border, sand bandits often come to rob and kill people. money.

The sun was very dazzling that day, illuminating the blade raised by the Sand Bandits, Feng Qing felt chills all over his body, and felt that he should confess his rotten life, he thought about it seriously, and he was completely dressed, it seemed that there was nothing to miss, just at When he closed his eyes, the sharp edge of the sword was sharp, and the sand bandit fell down with his eyes wide open, and a figure rushed into his eyes so arrogantly.

Su He at that time was different from the current Xianzun, very different.

Su and Immortal Venerable are powerful in the Dao, love, hatred, hatred, and ignorance are very ordinary. He stands in a place where there is no one, and his eyes are all living beings in the six realms. His eyes are like a lake that has been silent for thousands of years, full of autumn colors. Desolate and monotonous.

But when Su He was young, seeing the road was rough, he drew his sword to help.

He wore a high ponytail, looked very young, and looked very lively. He was dressed in a whitishly washed blue dress, and he pulled Xiao Fengqing who was in a daze from the ground.

"It's not safe here, go away."

The clear and clear boyish voice shocked Xiao Fengqing's stagnant life all of a sudden.

So Fengqing likes that kind of blue very much. In order to forge a robe of this color, the master in charge of refining the weapon in the sect was so angry that he couldn't sleep for several days.

Feng Qing said that he didn't know how to practice.

after that……

They met outside Chuncheng, and Feng Qing mustered up the courage to catch up with Su He.

Su He and his fellow apprentices went out to practice. When they first saw a little radish with a clean face, they froze for a moment before realizing that it was the little beggar he had rescued.

"Why are you here?" Su He asked.

"Here you are." Xiao Fengqing took out a steamed stuffed bun from behind, and imprinted two black fingers on it.

Su He didn't answer: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"For you." Xiao Fengqing handed it to him persistently: "Thank you for saving me."

"Are you hungry?" Su He picked it up now, and asked Xiao Fengqing with a smile.

His smile was so bright that Xiao Fengqing felt that she was a mighty fly in the mud and was not worthy of looking up to.

"I've eaten, I'm not hungry." Xiao Fengqing replied.

Actually no, the steamed stuffed bun was stolen when the owner of the stall was not paying attention.

Su He didn't mind the black fingerprints on it, took a bite, and said vaguely: "Master said that some kindness must be accepted, in case the other party feels sorry and embarrassing him instead, thank you, little brother."

Su He got rid of the buns in twos and twos, and asked Xiao Fengqing, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"No need." Xiao Fengqing hurriedly backed away, hiding her hands behind her back: "My house is very close." In fact, it was a ruined temple. "Let's go." He mustered up his courage: "See you by fate."

Su He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, see you by fate."

He didn't feel any involvement from this child. The master said that things in the world have their own determinants, so they don't need to interfere too much.

Su He waved to Xiao Fengqing, turned around and caught up with his senior brother, his shoulders were full of light.

He heard Su He say: "I saved a person, according to Master's words, there will be karma."

"Karma also depends on people." Someone joked: "You are a cultivator, and he is an ordinary person. This idea of ​​karma will disappear in a hundred years."

More than a hundred years.

"Ahem..." The person on the bed suddenly coughed twice, pulling Feng Qing's thoughts back. He immediately took the water on the table, warmed it with spiritual power, then helped Su He up, and handed it to the On his lips, "have a drink."

This is specially brewed by Emperor Zun with Lingquan, which is very helpful for Su He's recovery.

"Zhao Qin?" Su He's voice was hoarse: "What time is it?"

"It's almost noon, you can sleep a little longer." Feng Qing replied.

The unfamiliar voice woke Su He up. He suddenly looked up at Feng Qing. The scene in front of him was shaking, but the young man's appearance was very clear: "You... who are you?"

"Feng Qing, the wind of the autumn wind, the Qing of Qingqing."

Su He: "..."

Qingqing... the Qing?