You worship me, I will soar

The demon led all the demons to make trouble. After a great battle, the demon died and the Heavenly Emperor was injured. When returning to heaven, he passed by a fairy mountain, and the blood accidentally dripped on a solitary phoenix egg in the mountain. Ling'er was enlightened in this way before he was born, and the Emperor of Heaven had to fly down, bring him back to the heaven, and raise him in the fairy world.

Feng Ling'er just grew up in the heavens in a ignorant way. His immortal arts have no routines. He just followed what the immortals from all walks of life learned. He learned a little bit from east to west. Among them, he also met an enemy - Mo Xun.

When the Emperor of Heaven brought Feng Ling'er back to the fairy world, he was still a phoenix egg, so the Emperor of Heaven put him together with an unopened lotus flower, and the flower bud contained Mo Xun.

Mo Xun is a god who existed from the beginning of the world.

The other gods have already returned to their respective positions, but he has been refusing to come out in the flower, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon every day. No one knows when he will be born, and no one knows what he will be after birth appearance.

The phoenix egg stands on the lotus leaf, the fragrance of the flowers is tangy to the nostrils, the water is clear and clear, and the two of them just cuddled each other and spent a long time.

On the day of the once-in-a-hundred-year peach banquet, all the immortals gathered together.

It was also on this day that a crack appeared in the phoenix's egg, and Feng Ling'er broke out of the shell. The little phoenix's feathers were shining brightly, with a strand of red hair on his head, so cute and cute.

He looked at the world ignorantly, stood there for a while, swayed left and right on the lotus leaf, but didn't dare to move, carefully looked at the water under his feet, with a scared and confused expression.

At this time, the buds next to it suddenly bloomed.

With a flash of golden light, Feng Ling'er couldn't help closing her small eyes.

Mo Xun was born in response to the destiny, and when he was born, a hundred flowers bloomed and a hundred birds sang together.

It looks like a two or three-year-old child, with golden light all over its body, sitting white and tender in the lotus core, with only a pair of dark and bright eyes.

After the strong golden light on Mo Xun's body disappeared, Feng Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, and looked curiously at the fat little doll opposite her, staring at each other for a long time.

Finally, Mo Xun made a move first. He stretched out his chubby little finger and poked Feng Linger's little head. Regardless of how old he was, he was born with supernatural power. With great strength, Feng Ling'er poked Feng Ling'er on the bridge of the lotus pond with one finger, Feng Ling'er rolled several times before stopping, and the beautiful feathers on her body were just covered with dust.

Feng Ling'er, who was looking at him with her small black round eyes just now, burst into tears. He didn't understand why this pretty little doll in front of him wanted to bully him.

He cried loudly and felt wronged, alarming all the immortals at the Xiantao Banquet.

When the Emperor of Heaven came to see, Little Phoenix was sobbing, looking aggrieved and pitiful, while Mo Xun had a cold face, and he couldn't hide his bewilderment in his eyes.

From then on, all the immortals in the heaven knew that the two had a fight when they were born, and they forged a grudge.

The little Mo Xun stared at the golden little phoenix with a stern face, secretly shrunk his fingers, feeling very annoyed, he didn't know his strength would be so great.

When he grew up, the icy aura of disdain for the world had already begun to appear at that time, so no one knew about his regrets, let alone Feng Ling'er.

In the next hundred years, Feng Ling'er and Mo Xun became well-known enemies in the fairy world.

Although Mo Xun was born as a child, he grew up after a few days. He is the same age as Tiandi, and his cultivation is extremely high.

A hundred years later, Mo Xun has grown into a powerful young god with a handsome demeanor, and Feng Ling'er has already been able to conjure a human form, with a picturesque appearance.

In a blink of an eye, it was the once-in-a-hundred-year feast of fairy peaches, and the gods gathered together happily, which was very lively.

Feng Ling'er wore brocade clothes with colorful matching, she was obviously a phoenix, but she dressed herself like a peacock that just came.

He went to the Fairy Peach Banquet early, and although the immortals saw his attire as usual, they still couldn't help but roll their eyes. This Feng Ling'er is smart and good in everything, but his aesthetics are not good enough.

All the immortals did not forget to wish him a happy birthday. After all, the farce of the day Feng Ling'er broke out of the shell 100 years ago is still fresh in people's memory.

Although Mo Xun was born on the same day as him, his birthday was not on that day. He existed at the beginning of the world, but he hid in the lotus and refused to come out.

Feng Ling'er accepted the blessings of the immortals with a smile, and ate, drank and had fun with them, and enjoyed the flowers and beauty.

Feng Ling'er listened to a fairy tale about his romantic affairs before his ascension. Although he didn't understand love, he couldn't help yearning for it.

In the middle of the fairy peach banquet, Mo Xun walked in from a distance without haste, and the immortals were quiet for a moment.

There are gods who are born with the heaven and earth, and there are gods who are cultivated through hard work the day after tomorrow.

Mo Xun is the former, he has a noble status, which is incomparable to ordinary immortals.

Looking around, I saw that he was dressed in black, with auspicious clouds embroidered with silver thread. He was terrified and terrified.

But in the eyes of all the fairies, they only thought he was handsome and noble, their hearts were beating non-stop, and they all looked at him shyly and timidly, secretly arranging their clothes and makeup, and whenever Mo Xun was around, they would dress up carefully After a while, the dresses are bright and moving, and the pearls and hairpins are exquisite and dazzling.

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but snorted softly, and Mo Xun slightly turned his head to look in his direction when he heard the sound. The two of them were originally enemies, and when they met at this moment, they stared at each other.

They said they were staring at each other, but in fact only Feng Ling'er rounded his dark almond eyes, Mo Xun just lifted his eyelids, gave him a light look, and then looked away.

Qinghua Zhenjun sitting beside Feng Ling'er sighed: "This Immortal Mo Xun is really loved by fairies, it is really enviable."

Qinghua's personality is warm and flamboyant, and he and Feng Ling'er seem to hit it off a bit.

Hearing his words, Feng Ling'er couldn't help but hum softly.

Qinghua Zhenjun fanned the folding fan in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Jealous?"

Feng Ling'er curled her lips and muttered: "What is there to be jealous of..."

Even though he said this, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart. Mo Xun was so popular, and he, for some reason, all the fairies only regarded him as his younger brother. When they saw him, they either rubbed their faces or pinched their ears. No blush and shyness, let alone admiration.

Feng Ling'er leaned on the table and propped her chin, feeling very melancholy.

The peach was brought up, it was huge, three to four times the size of a normal peach, it was pink and tender, and looked very attractive.

Feng Ling'er couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and couldn't wait to pick it up and took a bite, her eyes lit up instantly, the fairy peach was tender and juicy, and the fragrance overflowed her mouth, it was incomparable to ordinary peaches.

The peaches at the Xiantao Feast are grown on the largest fairy peach tree in the Heavenly Court. It bears fruit once every 100 years, but the number is very small, and even the Emperor of Heaven only gets one.

This was the first fairy peach feast that Feng Ling'er had caught up with since she was born, and she felt that she had never eaten such a delicious and juicy peach, her eyes narrowed involuntarily, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her legs swayed happily.

Mo Xun glanced at him lightly, lowered his head and took a sip of his drink. The immortals greeted him and went back to their seats. There seemed to be a magnetic field around him, and no one dared to disturb him easily.

At this time, a fairy with bright eyes and bright teeth came over gracefully, disturbing his innocence, and Mo Xun frowned slightly.

The fairies looked at the lark fairy in amazement, she was transformed by a lark, with a beautiful voice and a beautiful face, she was outstanding among the fairies, but she was more courageous than other fairies, and dared to disturb the Bingshan fairy.

"Xianjun, I offer you a toast."

Bai Ling has an elegant figure, with only a pair of eyes that seem to seduce people's souls, shining brightly, looking straight at Mo Xun.

Mo Xun drank the wine with his head down, his attitude was indifferent and distant.

Feng Ling'er couldn't help but secretly glanced over there, and secretly sighed that this Mo Xun was so lucky, such a beautiful fairy favored him, and was willing to put down her body to approach him proactively, he couldn't help but gnawed a big mouthful of fairy peaches in self-pity .

After Mo Xun finished his glass, Bai Ling didn't leave, and sat beside him with a sweet smile on his face, looking at his handsome profile, poured him the wine softly, without being afraid of him at all.

"Xianjun, how did you gain this time?"

Mo Xun said lightly: "A few little monsters have been taken in."

Bai Ling wanted to ask again, but Mo Xun had already stood up.

He never stays long at this kind of banquet.

Fairy Bailing looked at his tall and straight back and bit her red lips unwillingly, and then smiled softly. Not only did Immortal Mo Xun not drive her away today, but also drank the wine toasted by her. Let this iceberg-like fairy be moved.

No one noticed that Mo Xun's cuffs were shaking, and something flashed by.

Feng Ling'er's eyes lit up, she swallowed the last mouthful of fairy peach, wiped her mouth, and hurriedly trotted out to follow.

The author has something to say:

Feng Ling'er: "I want fairy peaches."

Mo Xun: "Here are fresh peaches for you."

Feng Ling'er: "Xiantao!"

Mo Xun: "Fresh peaches."