my God

Song Yan walked in front, and Shenjun followed silently behind.

He flies, and he flies.He is fast, and he is also fast.The two of them, one in front of the other, always kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close.

Song Yan finally stopped, turned around and asked, "Why are you following me?"

"I was wrong." Shenjun looked at him with a very sincere attitude.

"There is no right or wrong," Song Yan said expressionlessly, "You and I are different from each other, and now we just part ways, and going our separate ways in the future is the right choice."

"No!" Shenjun said stubbornly, "You can either kill me, or let me stay by your side, choose one!"

"I choose the third one!" Song Yan gave him a hard look, then turned and left.

Shenjun finally determined that Song Yan was angry, and very angry.He had always looked calm before, but just now, his stare at him finally revealed his thoughts.

Why are you so angry?Shenjun changed his position and thought for a while, and found that if the other party forced him to kill him, he would definitely be very angry.In the final analysis, the method I chose was wrong.

He followed up again, and said sincerely and ashamedly: "I really know that I was wrong, and I will never do this again in the future."

Song Yan was in a fit of anger, determined not to talk to him, and continued to walk forward quickly as if he had never heard of him.

"Song Yan, forgive me this time." Shenjun said it deliberately and pitifully, but it was a pity that Song Yan didn't even stop, let alone look back at him.

The emperor begged all the way but failed to soften Song Yan's heart, so he followed him all the way back to the mountain temple.

Seeing Master's Yangshen walking into the room, Yan Yun immediately shouted happily: "Master, you are back!"

Seeing that the master was intact, he breathed a long sigh of relief, but just halfway through, he saw another figure walk in, and suddenly coughed due to the remaining half of his breath.

"You, you..." Yan Yun pointed at him, not knowing what to say.

The god's hair is disheveled, and the clothes on the left shoulder have obviously been soaked in blood, and now it has become dry and hard. A majestic god is so embarrassed.

"Let's go, I have something to say to him." Shen Jun said to Yan Yun and Bai Chen.

"No!" Yan Yun immediately vetoed, "Do you still want to seek revenge from my master?"

Bai Chen took Yan Yun's hand and said softly, "Let's go."

"Why?" Yan Yun began to struggle, "What if he bullies my master?"

Bai Chen looked at him dumbfounded, said "You got it wrong" and dragged him out.

"Inverted? What do you mean?" Yan Yun's voice gradually faded away.

Song Yan ignored Shenjun and walked towards his body.His consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already fascinated.

Someone pulled the sleeve on his arm, Song Yan looked to the side, and was stunned.

The god disappeared, replaced by a little doll with long hair and shawls.The little doll was sitting next to Song Yan, pulling his sleeves, looking up at him pitifully with his little face up.The little doll not only has a pair of big watery eyes, but also has blood stains on his left shoulder, which makes people feel distressed.

"Song Yan, my wound hurts." The little baby said pitifully while covering the wound, blinking her eyes full of mist.

Song Yan took a deep breath and shouted secretly: You are fouling!Turned into a child to gain sympathy!

"It hurts." The little baby wanted to cry.

Song Yan's heart couldn't be softer.He reached out and gently took off his clothes, examining his wound carefully.

The wound was indeed serious, after all, the arrow Song Yan fired was no joke.He didn't want his life, but he made up his mind to shoot him, just because he was angry at him for being too aggressive, angry at him for making decisions without consulting himself, and at the same time wanted to warn him that if he really dared to take his life, Absolutely do not spare him.

Song Yan took out the ointment for trauma, and while helping him to apply the wound, he muttered: "You are a god, and you will heal yourself without medicine."

"Your arrow is so powerful, I won't be able to recover for a while." The little baby raised her face and said aggrievedly.

After applying the medicine and bandaging it, Song Yanbai glanced at him and said, "It's over, you can go!"

"I won't go!" The little baby slammed into Song Yan's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and said shamelessly.

Song Yan was shocked.It's shameless enough to be a child, but how dare you play a rogue?

The little baby kept rubbing against his chest, and said cautiously: "Song Yan, I know I was wrong, you shot me with an arrow, and you still refuse to forgive me?"

Song Yan has been wronged for so long, although his heart is soft, he still doesn't want to let it go, so he said coldly: "I forgive you, so you can go."

"What kind of forgiveness is this?" The little baby looked at his face in disbelief, "Since we have forgiven, shouldn't we get back together?"

Song Yan glanced at him, and continued to speak coldly: "Being together will affect my passing the love test."

God: "..."

The little baby instantly changed back to its original form, hugged Song Yan into his arms, and kissed him on the mouth.

Song Yan was caught off guard by the kiss, and the mouth that was slightly opened because of surprise was instantly occupied by the lips and tongue of the god.

Shenjun kissed fiercely and eagerly, domineering and fanatical. After struggling a few times, Song Yan had to give up and let him kiss.

When the lips and tongues of the two were numb, Shenjun finally let go of his mouth, then pressed his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter if you can't pass the love test, it doesn't matter if you can't become a fairy, I will support you with all my heart, As long as I live, I will make you immortal. Song Yan, are you willing to be with me?"

Song Yan stared at him, complaining and angry: "Why didn't you say this earlier? You can't say it until the torment is over, it's too late!"

Shenjun kissed him on the mouth, then hugged him and began to cheat: "It's not too late! I didn't think of it before, but I just thought of it when I saw you feeding arrows with blood essence! Song Yan, we will never be separated again!"

"Who wants to drink your blood? I want to become a fairy! Let me go!"

"Don't let go!" Shenjun hugged him even tighter.

"Let go... um!" Song Yan was sealed with a kiss by the god.

Shenjun kissed and kissed, and couldn't help but put his hand into Song Yan's skirt.They have been separated for a long time, and now they have been kissing for a long time, how could it be possible that they are not emotional?

"What are you doing? Don't pull my clothes," Song Yan guessed what he wanted to do but didn't dare to struggle hard. He could only keep reminding, "Your injury! It's not healed yet!"

"It doesn't matter!" Shenjun felt that he was about to suffocate to death, let alone a shoulder injury, even if he lacked a hand, he would not stop.

Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and the two had a toss all night.

Shenjun held Song Yan in his arms, kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Things are impermanent, Song Yan, I really fall in love with you."

Song Yan was exhausted at first, so tired that he was already drowsy, but after hearing this, he opened his eyes in surprise.

"Are you surprised?" Shenjun smiled at him, "If I didn't love you, how could I even give you my life?"

Song Yan buried her face in his arms and whispered, "I just didn't expect you to admit it voluntarily."

Shenjun kissed him heavily on the forehead, and sighed: "If you don't confess again, I'm afraid you will guess wildly. Now I dare to face my heart, how about you? Song Yan, do you love me?"

"Is your flesh numb?" Song Yan reached out and pinched his waist.

Shenjun raised his chin, forcing him to look directly at himself, and also forced him to face up to this problem.

Song Yan looked at Shenjun's face, painted his eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, and felt infinite emotion in his heart. "I love you." Thousands of words, finally turned into three words.

Shenjun was so excited that he hugged him tightly again and kept kissing him.

Song Yan was afraid that he would make trouble again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Since you said you love me, shouldn't you tell me your name?"

Shenjun stopped his messy hands and replied seriously: "I don't have a proper name, we brothers are called according to the ranking, I am ten, you can call me Shiro!"

Song Yan: "..."

Juro?Isn't that how women called men in ancient times?

"Why don't you let me call you Jin Shi?" Song Yan squinted at him.

"That's fine," Shenjun said indifferently, "It's up to you."

fuck it!How can anyone choose such a random name?

Seeing Song Yan's uneasy expression, Shenjun asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

"Forget it," Song Yan gave up, "Since you are Jinwu Shenjun, then I will still call you Shenjun."

To put it inappropriately, he is the only Golden Crow left now, and mentioning the Golden Crow God Sovereign will not cause misunderstanding.

"Okay, it's up to you." Shenjun replied with a smile, his eyes full of doting.

Song Yan glanced at him, lowered his eyelashes, and thought to himself: He was not like this in the past, arrogant, domineering and awkward, not the gentle, gentle, silly look in front of him at all.

However, it is also very good now, and the two can finally be honest with each other.

***

Song Yan took off the plaque of the mountain temple, and he also did not apply for the Taoist certificate that he could apply for when he reached his age. From then on, he no longer received pilgrims on the mountain, and only he himself worshiped the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty.

He felt that what he did was not destroying the foundation of the master and the master, because it was the mountain god himself who wanted to quit.Since the gods are not willing to show their spirits, it is better not to let believers come to offer incense in vain, and it is better to close the door.

Song Yan lived on the mountain with Shenjun, so naturally he practiced in various ways, without any shame or shame.

In order to grow his hair, the little apprentice Yan Yun chose the school Song Yan attended. Although his studies were not heavy, he still studied hard according to his master's instructions. He only went up the mountain on weekends to visit his master and listen to his teachings.

The long winter is finally over, and many things have changed.

Shenjun's injury finally healed; the big mulberry tree sprouted new shoots from its roots; Yan Yun not only grew taller, but also successfully formed the Zhongdan, and now his magic eyes are fully opened, and he can see Baichen without using a spell.

The one who did not change on the surface but actually changed the most was Song Yan.

Probably because of the double cultivation with the gods and gods that boosted his cultivation speed, he has already half-stepped into the gate of Hedao.He is clearly a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, but no one dares to underestimate him, no matter how dull he is, he can faintly feel the power hidden in his calmness and introversion.

Shenjun took his hand, and sighed while kneading: "Sometimes I think, your cultivation speed is so fast, is it because the higher-ups are eager to let you go back..."

"I'm also thinking," Song Yan replied with a smile, "You reshape the Dharma Body, which should be verified by Tianlei. Does the absence of Tianlei mean that the higher authorities have always recognized you as a god?"

"It has nothing to do with me whether I admit it or not," Shenjun actually knew that the higher-ups were sorry for him, and always turned a blind eye to him, otherwise he and Song Yan would not be able to find fault all the time, "Anyway, I won't go back."

"why?"

"If you are a god, you have to take the priesthood. Who wants to help them? I just want to be happy!"

Song Yan couldn't help smiling, looking at such a willful lover, said in a gentle voice: "Okay, from now on you will only be my god, and you can enjoy yourself as you want!"

"What about you?" Shenjun asked back, holding his hand tightly.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Yan didn't understand for a moment.

"Are you going to return to the position of god?" Shen Jun asked nervously and looked at him.

He was actually very afraid that Song Yan would go back, and the two of them might be separated. The one on the moon also worried him.

"I just want to become a fairy, not a god." Song Yan said frankly.

As Shenjun said, to become a god, you have to take the priesthood, and you are busy with all kinds of things, so it is better to become a fairy, and you can be happy with your lover.

"Okay, I'm a god, you're a fairy, and the two of us just happen to be a couple of gods and immortals!" Shenjun said with a smile.

"It's a beautiful idea," Song Yan had to pull him back to reality, "If I can't become a fairy, I will trouble you to feed me with all your heart, and don't let me grow old and ugly and die too early..."

Shenjun stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, and said seriously: "You feel it too, right? I'm a little scared."

Song Yan finally stopped joking and looked at him seriously: "Are you talking about thunder disaster? Are you afraid I won't be able to survive it?"

"It's easy for us to pass the love test, but this time it's a life-and-death test." Shen Jun frowned, "You said that you don't want to return to the position of God, I'm afraid the higher up..."

"Shall I go back to the furnace and rebuild?" Song Yan was afraid that he would be worried, so he joked again, "It's not that the soul is dead, don't worry!"

"Okay," Shenjun suddenly made up his mind, "If something happens and you reincarnated, I will find you, then help you cultivate, and stay with you again!"

"Are you planning to never let me go forever?" Song Yan couldn't help teasing.

"Don't let it go!" Shen Jun kissed him hard on the lips, "You can see Bai Chen, who loves someone and is willing to part with him?"

"You swear now that you are not afraid that I will be ugly and have a bad personality in the next life?" Song Yan couldn't help but continue to tease.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you let me be by your side, you can do anything..."

I don't know if the time has really come, or if the higher-ups really can't understand the two of them getting bored, and the sky outside suddenly changes.

The sky was still clear during the day, but it was cloudy in the evening.

Song Yan and Shenjun couldn't help but look at each other, and at the same time saw two words from each other's eyes: coming!

"Take the fan I gave you!" Shenjun reminded immediately.

If there is no magic weapon to cross the thunder disaster, it will be even more difficult to survive.

Song Yan found the broken feather fan and walked out of the room.Shenjun followed closely behind, but stood aside and could only look at him worriedly.

Crossing the Thunder Tribulation cannot help, otherwise it will increase the intensity of the thunder and make it even harder for those who cross the Tribulation.

Song Yan stood in the backyard, looked up at the sky, and waited for the thunder disaster.

There is a rumbling sound rolling through the clouds, and there are occasional flashes of lightning.

Song Yan circulated the true energy in his body, and used the true energy to draw the lightning-proof talismans on the vital points.Keep the pubic region with the mind, the center is peaceful, the heaven and the earth are communicated, and the Tao follows nature.

click-

A bucket-thick bolt of lightning suddenly emerged from the clouds and struck towards Song Yan.

Song Yan raised the feather fan and poured true energy into it, trying to completely block the lightning.After the feather fan's radiance collided with the lightning, only one feather was damaged, and the lightning was dispelled.

It's just that Song Yan's wrist was numb from the shock, and he almost couldn't hold the feather fan.

The god who was watching from the side had already clenched his fists and was too nervous to breathe. He stared at him for a moment, afraid that he might make a mistake.

Thunder rumbled again in the clouds, as if a giant in the sky was stomping its feet angrily.

In the blink of an eye, a second bolt of lightning strikes.This one was thicker and faster than the previous one, and Song Yan felt his arm go numb as soon as he lifted the feather fan.The feather fan broke two feathers this time to disperse the lightning, but a small current flowed along Song Yan's arm, shaking his whole arm so that he dared not move, and when the lightning let go, it fell down feebly.

"Song Yan!" Sensing his strange behavior, Shenjun couldn't help shouting.

"It's okay, it's just that my arm is numb!" Song Yan hurriedly smiled and told him he was safe.

Only then did Shenjun relax a little bit, and reminded: "The last one must be more powerful than the last one, you have to be careful!"

Song Yan looked at the sky, adjusted the breath in his body, and patiently waited for the third thunder.

The thunder was rumbling and getting louder, as if it was accumulating strength, and the golden light shone in the clouds, as if there were golden snakes flying through it.

Accompanied by a loud click, a huge bolt of lightning descended from the sky and hit Song Yan.

Song Yan held up the fan with both hands, urging the true energy in his body to circulate to the extreme.The lightning struck the feather fan, and the last three feathers on the fan snapped off, and the lightning that did not counteract traveled along Song Yan's arm to his whole body.

After the lightning dissipated, Song Yan threw away the completely damaged feather fan, covered his chest with his hands and tried his best to suppress the churning inner breath, but a mouthful of blood still spewed out.

"Song Yan!" Shen Jun rushed forward a few steps and supported him, "How are you doing?"

"It's okay, I suffered a little internal injury, and it will be fine after a few days." Song Yan smiled slightly at Shenjun and told the truth.

Shenjun stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood on his lips, and said with a sigh of relief: "The three thunders have passed, and it won't be long before you can transform into a god of the sun and get rid of your mortal body."

"Well, when the time comes, how about I accompany you to go sightseeing in the mountains?" Song Yan asked with a smile.

"Of course that's good," Shenjun also smiled happily, "but for now, I'd better help you go back to your room to recuperate!"

"The fans you gave me are all ruined." Song Yanman apologized.

"It was originally given to you for self-defense, so if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed." Shenjun said casually while helping him into the house.

"Actually, I like that kind of lupine very much. Why don't you give me another one?"

God: "..."

Those are the best nine hard feathers on his tail!Are you afraid of balding his tail if you pick it again?

"You are already a fairy, what do you need a feather fan for? Hurry up and heal your wounds, don't think about messing around." Shenjun couldn't refuse directly, and deliberately changed the subject.

As soon as the two sat down in the room, they felt a huge and dangerous aura enveloped the surroundings, and they were both shocked.

The dark clouds in the sky outside have not dissipated, and the two of them thought that there would be a heavy rain. After all, Song Yanlian succeeded in joining the Dao, so there should be such a phenomenon.

But instead of rain, thunder and lightning continued.There was a destructive energy contained in the clouds, which surprised and feared the two people with super perceptual powers.

Shenjun stood up, looked at the sky through the roof, and said loudly: "The three thunders have passed, what do you want to do?"

Song Yan ran out of the house without saying a word, he was afraid that he would hurt the god and the whole house.

"Song Yan!" Shenjun called him, and was about to chase him out.

Song Yan just ran out of the door at this time, and was planning to run a little further.

Countless bolts of lightning suddenly drilled out of the clouds, like a group of golden snakes dancing wildly, smashing down here.

Click!Click!click...

The sound continued, and the lightning continued.The tiles were smashed, the doors and windows were set on fire, and two people in the house were struck by lightning.

Although Shenjun's newly refined dharma body has withstood heavy lightning strikes, he suffered internal injuries, and blood flowed down his mouth and nose.When the lightning bolts like a hail of guns and arrows finally dissipated, he hurriedly ran out the door without wiping the blood off his face.

At the door, a scorched man was lying there.

"Song Yan!" Seeing this scene, Shenjun suddenly felt his liver and gallbladder split.He rushed over, not daring to flip it casually, and could only feel for the pulse on his neck with trembling hands.

"I'm here..." A faint voice sounded from the opposite side.

Shenjun followed the prestige and saw Song Yan was hiding under the back window of the side hall, his body was transparent.

Looking at the scorched corpse on the ground, and then at Song Yan's transparent body, Shenjun finally came back to his senses, ran over in a hurry, and worried: "Are you okay? Is Yangshen damaged?"

Song Yan pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and gave a wry smile: "Before I cut off my breath, I forced my body out of my body, and I finally escaped a catastrophe... It can be regarded as forcibly getting out of the mortal body!"

He knew how dangerous those sky thunders were, and he clearly wanted to send him to the underworld and return to reincarnation.But how could he be willing to abandon Shenjun just like that?Anyway, the three thunders have passed, and he has become a fairy. Although he is not ready yet, it is not difficult to get out of the mortal body, so he went out of his body without thinking, and then cleverly hid in the house of the Sanqing Patriarch. under the eaves.

Of course Tianlei didn't dare to hack Sanqing's temple, and Song Yan's ability to survive was considered his own good fortune, and Tianlei could no longer interfere in the future.

Shenjun gently hugged him into his arms, and said softly: "It's okay, after warming up for a while, I will help you become a Dharma body!"

Song Yan leaned on his shoulder and sighed: "I always feel that the last thunderstorm is because the higher-ups got angry and punished the two of us for negotiating/being together..."

Shenjun raised his head and stared up, and said angrily: "Forget it this time, and find fault next time, I will burn their temples first!"

The three bungalows couldn't withstand the ravages of the thunderstorm, and they were burning. Song Yan couldn't help sighing.

"Is there anything important? I'll get it out for you." Shenjun asked.It's too late to save the house, I just hope everything hasn't been burned.

Song Yan shook his head and said, "There's nothing too important, I'll remember everything that needs to be written down."

Now that Shenjun is also injured, he doesn't dare to let him take a little risk for something.

"Let's go, I'll carry you to my house." Shenjun said and hugged him horizontally.

Song Yan asked in surprise: "Your home? Where are you referring?"

Shen Jun pouted to the side and said, "O Lord Hall!"

"You don't want the mountain temple anymore, and the statue in the main hall is also cracked. How dare you say that is your home?" Song Yan couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Then go to the side hall?" Shen Jun paused and asked deliberately.

Are you tired of being crooked in front of the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty?What a shame!

Song Yan hurriedly changed his words with a smile: "Go to the main hall, I like to go to your place!"

The two had just settled down in the main hall when a heavy rain suddenly hit.Although the heavy rain extinguished the fire in the backyard, most of the houses had been burned down, and they were almost in ruins.

Shenjun sat on the futon with Song Yan in his arms, looked at the rain outside the window, and said softly: "Although we both suffered a lot of injuries, I am very happy, and I finally feel at ease."

"How do you count as practical?" Song Yan leaned lazily on his body and blurted out.

"Holding you in my arms, knowing that you love me and will never leave me, I feel at ease." Shenjun said, and gently kissed him on the heart.

Immortals have a long life, and you are with me on the long journey. Fortunately, what can I ask for?

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