Zhuji Runyu - Fragrant Honey Colleagues

While Runyu was still drunk, Zhuji had left silently.When he left Nantianmen, he was interrogated a few times because he lost his priesthood.She only told the guard that she was going to see Mr. Yunmeng Shui, and the guard also let her go.

In fact, she went to the blue sky alone, because she was only a small fairy in the sky, she did not fly to become a god, and she was not summoned by Lord Doumu Yuan, so it was against the law of God to go to the blue sky privately.All the way up, she walked against the wind, and her body was cut by the fresh air, like a thousand-edged sword.

The cloak that fell in front of the Doufu gate has been broken into feathers, covered in blood, hands, feet, waist, back, are all fine and dense wounds, hair on the temples is messy, between the eyebrows and under the eyes is a long and thin line of blood , is oozing blood.

"Disciple Zhuji, please see Doumu Yuanjun."

With a weak voice, she climbed to the door of the Doufu while propping up her body full of bruises, shouting with all her strength to beg to see her.As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, as if she had been expected to come, a compassionate voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Zhuji almost cried with joy, she was really afraid that Doumu Yuanjun would not give her a chance to see her, so she immediately stood up and staggered in.

At the place where the heaven and earth are blessed, there is auspicious light all around, Doumu Yuanjun is sitting on the lotus seat, holding a whisk and closing his eyes.

"Thank you Yuanjun for your mercy."

Kneeling and kowtowing, Zhuji raised her head, arranging her messy temple hair and clothes.

Doumu Yuanjun opened his eyes, looked at Zhuji who was kneeling in front of her, healed the scars all over her body with a light whisk, and sighed.

"What an idiot."

Zhuji didn't care about being happy, and kowtowed again, pleading sadly.

"Mr. Yuan is merciful, this disciple wants to save someone."

Doumu Yuanjun said lightly.

"Everything in the world has its own destiny, if it is a cause, if it is an effect."

Fate is too cruel, and it's too unfair to him. She doesn't want such a cause and effect.

"The disciple is willing to pay any price to change his fate against the sky. I beg Yuan Jun to guide the disciple to a perfect strategy."

With a smile on the corners of Doumu Yuanjun's lips, he stepped down from the lotus seat, gave him a hand, and said to Zhuji.

"Everything in this world is relative. You are too confused."

Zhuji didn't want to get up, but still knelt down.Doumu Yuanjun passed by with a light whisk, and went to the depths of Doufu, but he disappeared in an instant, and a sound came from his ear.

"Come with me."

Fearing that she would not be able to keep up with Doumu Yuanjun, Zhuji hurriedly followed, and in a blink of an eye, it was as if things changed, and what caught her eye was a sea of ​​epiphyllum flowers in the middle of the dense purple bamboo forest, blooming invincibly.

Yuan Jun stopped, as if waiting for Zhuji to follow.And Zhuji clearly saw that Doumu Yuanjun was in front of her eyes, but she seemed to have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers before she approached Yuanjun.

It's short-lived, but the short-lived epiphyllum here has no flowers.Doumu Yuanjun picked a budding Youtan branch and handed it to Zhuji.

"You have already made a decision, haven't you? However, if you change your fate against the sky, success or failure is also fate."

Zhuji listened to Yuan Jun's teaching, thought for a long time, and suddenly understood the meaning of the words, and pleaded again while being delighted.

"Disciple understands."

Doumu Yuanjun has already given her a lecture, since she has a destiny linked to Runyuhuan, it is a chance, do her best, and leave the rest to destiny.

But she came today for an important matter.

"The disciple wants to ask for one more thing, and Wanwang Yuanjun can fulfill it."

Doumu Yuanjun turned around and pointed to the epiphyllum in Zhuji's hand, showing compassion in his gentleness.

"What you want is already in your hands."

Zhuji looked at the epiphyllum in her hand that hadn't bloomed yet, and couldn't understand Doumu Yuanjun's meaning.

"The name of this flower is Jingyou. Irrigate it with the blood of your heart. It will bloom in three days, and the fragrance can overflow the six worlds and eight wastes."

Jingyou is only mentioned a few words in "Mengtuo Path".

Zhuji also came here to seek this thing, but she didn't expect that the Jingyou in "Mengtuo Path" turned out to be the epiphyllum in her hand.

She is extremely grateful for Mr. Doumuyuan's willingness to grant her this wish, and she has nothing to repay, so she can only thank her here.

"Yuan Jun is merciful, this life is hard for a disciple, and I don't know if there will be an afterlife. I don't dare to disturb Yuan Jun Qingxiu anymore, so I bid farewell."

Doumu Yuanjun nodded, and the dust whisk lightly swept across the Zhuji Lingtai.She smiled lightly, and had already sent her outside the Doufu Qingyun.

If he hadn't scattered Yuanshi Tianzun's flow beads thousands of years ago, and the unrecovered one fell into Li Ze, this disaster would not have happened.

It was a mistake at the beginning, and she should give her a wish.

The author has something to say: I updated it today, the company has an exhibition recently, and I am too tired, so the update is unstable.It's coming soon, probably only three or four chapters.