[Comprehensive] Nirvana Tribulation

The three emperors live in another residence, and wrote "Qingxin Palace", Fei Peng standing at the door raised his eyes to look at the wanton brush strokes without blinking, looked back and glanced around, and finally settled on Shennong.Shennong showed a casual smile in surprise, "How do you know I wrote it?"

Fei Peng stared at him for a while, then said articulately: "Laziness and laziness are used to cover up arrogance and unruliness. It's not like the words of the father, nor like my aunt..." He hesitated: "My aunt's words should be clear and sharp. Sharp, right?"

"It's a very keen feeling." Nuwa laughed dumbfounded, and raised her hand to ruffle his hair: "Fuxi, hurry up, if the fly is bigger, I'm afraid this natural inspiration will gradually disappear. The best time to refine and integrate it into a secret method."

To put it mildly, it's just a sense of personal style, but it's not impossible to develop one or two tricks to attack the heart, and it's different from the heart attack created by Mo Zunlou because of its cruelty and treachery.

Fuxi smiled slightly: "This matter is not difficult, the difficult thing is that Fei Peng has to create it himself, so that it can be applied to him all the time." He took Fei Peng's little hand and walked in: "Fei Peng, please remember one sentence, all the exercises in the world can be The only one who has practiced to the extreme is the original creator."

"Others want to get in touch with the Dao with this, they must either change it to suit themselves, or create their own exercises from the beginning, and then perfect the exercises step by step as they grow up, so that they can achieve great things." The emperor's eyes were full of peace : "Which one do you think is better?"

"Of course it's the latter." Fei Peng replied without hesitation: "Using other people's skills and walking in other people's ways, even if the strength is extremely strong, it is inevitable that it will be affected by it. How difficult is it to modify it in the future? And this growth process Among them, detours are unavoidable, and it is a waste of time and my own qualifications."

Shennong and Nuwa, who were walking behind, exchanged unexpected glances. In the past 52 years in the Pangu Continent, almost all living beings majored in exercises followed this path.Even though many people fell in the middle of their training before they grew up, in the long period of time, many talents emerged like waves washing away the sand.

All this is because they are following their own path—firm heart, overcoming thorns and thorns, step by step, becoming the pillars of all ethnic groups in a down-to-earth manner, and those who are lucky enough to survive the first round of chaos after the establishment of the Six Realms, As long as I don't commit suicide, I haven't fallen yet.Even if there are countless ascenders who climb up from the bottom, their strength, status and importance to the ethnic group have never been replaced.

"Then, just stick to what you said today, even if you become a teacher in the future and find that your own cultivation speed is not as good as the true disciples of various forces who practice the top-level exercises of his school, don't regret it." I am very satisfied with Fei Peng's understanding, but Fuxi still threw a basin of cold water on him: "A calm mind is the only way to be consistent. This is the requirement of the state of mind of my lineage of the gods."

As they talked, they had entered the bright hall, and a round table with thick colors and simple texture came into view. Fuxi sat down casually, and Fei Peng sat beside him obediently. Nuwa and Shennong also took their seats with smiles. .

Fei Peng said crisply: "No way! I just need to think that no matter how fast they go, they will get stuck sooner or later, but I can keep improving, and that's enough." He smiled with crooked brows and blue eyes. Ruyi Wang Qingquan: "Isn't that right, Father God?"

Fuxi couldn't hold back his sullen face when teaching important philosophies, and couldn't help pinching Feipeng's little face: "Yes, people of the same level, who dares to laugh at your slow cultivation speed and older age than them, you don't need to talk nonsense, Just invite the battle directly."

He said meaningfully: "Those who follow their own path, in terms of combat power and reaction power, are above those so-called proud sons and daughters who seem to be able to leapfrog the fight. Beat them all down, and naturally no one will dare to fight." Made fun of you."

Feipeng's face was full of comprehension, Shennong secretly shook his head for the unlucky people in the future, Nuwa looked far away, as if foreseeing the turbulent waves that would arise in the thousand worlds in the future, Fuxi smiled and picked up the child: "You were just born. Are you tired too? Go to rest first, and God the Father will wake you up tomorrow morning."

Fei Peng's face turned red, is this to prevent himself from oversleeping?He glanced at his face in embarrassment, nodded obediently and was carried away by Fuxi.

Walking out from the small gate of the main hall, a green lake is close at hand, and there is a crescent-shaped bridge at the foot. There is a water pavilion on the bridge, and the scenery is very beautiful.

Fuxi walked over with Shenzi in his arms, holding Shenzi in his arms. Fei Peng in his arms watched the lake surface with ripples under the breeze. Much bigger, Fuxi, who had a panoramic view of this scene, nodded his forehead dumbfounded.

Fei Peng pursed his lips in embarrassment, and immediately put down his hands in a cute gesture, causing Fuxi to shake his head helplessly: "You will have a headache when you run out of spiritual power. After all, you still don't know how to replenish your spiritual power."

Fei Peng's blue eyes widened for a moment, and Fu Xi pointed at Fei Peng's shoulder through the finely textured divine clothes: "Look in the mirror in the past, and the Fengyun God Seal is not a bit dim. Take another photo tomorrow morning, and you will see the difference." It's gone." Fei Peng nodded thoughtfully, and buried his head in Fuxi's arms.

He smiled silently, quickened his pace and arrived in front of an exquisite small building in an instant: "From now on, you will live here, give your own pavilion a name." Fei Peng raised his eyes, and saw that the plaque on the pavilion was blank.

After thinking hard for a long time, Fei Peng's tangled little face wrinkled into a ball, and then he struggled to come up with a name: "Clear Water Pavilion?"

Fuxi silently swept the emerald green lake behind him, and coughed dryly: "Water alone can't reflect your wind attribute."

"That's right." Fei Peng's expression was a little confused: "Then what name should I use?" He tilted his head to look at the sky, and said with a thought: "Father God, how about Liubi Pavilion?" Liu, the embodiment of wind, Bi, The color of water.

Relieved, Fu Xi immediately nodded, raised his hand to condense a pen with his divine power, and engraved the meaningful handwriting on the plaque: "Very good, that's the name." It seems that the most basic knowledge necessary for the survival of life in Pangu Continent was endowed by the Dao of Heaven back then. It is not easy to come up with such a taboo for the name of the pavilion.

In the hall ahead, Nuwa, who was paying attention to the situation here, silently poured herself a large mouthful of tea to stop laughing, but Shennong had no image and was lying on the round table with a smile. Fortunately, Fei Peng did not wake up and recovered his memory Will become the name of black history.They laughed for half an hour.

When Fuxi walked around the pavilion with the flying pendant, explaining the things to pay attention to before turning back, he saw Nuwa and Shennong looking at him with smiles, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they sat down as if nothing had happened. down.

Shennong raised his hand and poked Fuxi's waist, and he didn't take it seriously when he was stared at: "Hey, have you noticed that Fei Peng's character seems a little different from when he was born that year?"

Fuxi was silent, and Nuwa narrowed her eyes: "Fei Peng has no memory at all, and it should be showing the most original character." She looked at Fuxi: "If there are only two differences. One is Fei Peng back then, just with your Half of the original divine blood is the crown prince of the God Clan; today's son of Fengyun, in addition to the original divine blood, has more blood in his body diluted by you, this blood relationship is self-evident."

"That's right." Fuxi sighed softly, and took the initiative to clarify the gap between the front and the back: "Another point, the creation of God Son who I was persevering back then was God's disapproval, and finally gave me a flying pendant. When I first saw the flying pendant..." He lowered his eyes and said: "There is not much sincerity in the smile, and more indifference that has to be done."

Shennong said lightly: "The son of Fengyun has nine layers of wind and one layer of water. He has the chicness of wind and the softness of water. But because he comes from the way of heaven, he is not like other gods you created. His nature is sensitive...you have also discovered it now, Isn't it?"

Fuxi's lips moved twice, Shennong stared at him for a while, then suddenly got up and left: "I went back to the Demon Realm to find Chonglou, and he got Fei Peng's memory, some things should be clearer than the three of us."

"Good idea." Nuwa nodded approvingly, and grabbed Fuxi who was hesitant to speak, and Shennong returned faster than they expected, and his expression was even more uncomfortable: "Here is Fuxi, Chonglou said It’s best for you to watch it alone.” He shrugged regretfully, obviously not peeking.

In the battle of the three clans, the strange beast of the dragon clan named as the son of Zhulong died at the hands of Fei Peng. Because he had seen Zhulong many times at Fuxi's place when he was young, Fei Peng, who regarded him as an elder, gritted his teeth and returned his soul, but saw Zhulong. Long was quite indifferent to Xiao Jiao's death, just smiled and said "oh" as usual, and continued to sleep.

Fei Peng, who didn't know the truth, put down the beast soul in a daze, and murmured in an inaudible voice: "Do you really don't care at all?" On the way, he said something that seemed to comfort him in an uncertain tone: "Master will definitely not be like this..."

Seeing that Fuxi closed his eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but finally remained silent, with complex expressions on his face, Shennong and Nuwa looked at each other without disturbing each other. At this moment, the next scene was printed in Fuxi's mind again——

The war is raging, and the previous layout has severely damaged Chonglou and Chixiao's Feipeng, under the careful arrangement of the young generation of the Orcs, also fell into a desperate situation. It finally escaped and returned to the Protoss, but was met by those who refused to save it before. The group of elders doubted his loyalty to the clan, and after proving his innocence with his memory, Fei Peng, who was seriously injured, stayed in the hinterland of the god clan.

While recuperating from his wounds, he taught the newly born members of the Protoss. But when he was single, he would occasionally show anticipation, but eventually turned into disappointment over time.

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At the critical juncture of the war, in order not to turn against each other for the three elders, Fei Peng privately released the heavy building to ensure that the orc clan would not be exterminated.That's why he was questioned by the elders after the war, and it happened that he wanted to suppress the vigor he had cultivated over the years of fighting, and handed him over to the unknowing five demon gods for "just judgment".

The blue eyes that were originally smiling were extremely dim in an instant, and Fei Peng finally accepted the punishment of "deprivation of all titles and no spoils" without any objection. It was not until he was alone that he showed his vulnerable side, saying that he was just a pawn after all.

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After a long time, after seeing Fei Peng's feelings for him, how he lacked communication due to misunderstanding and his obsession with comprehending the way of heaven, from admiration to awe to disappointment and finally to indifference, Fuxi clenched his fists and took a deep breath of grief.

"It's not Fei Peng's fault, no wonder he reacted so strongly to my meddling with him and Chong Lou." It was he who made the initial small misunderstanding deepen step by step, until he was trapped in the Dao of Heaven, and finally made Fei Peng understand the truth.However, the habits developed over the years are hard to change, so respect is more important than admiration.

Without asking directly, Shennong patted Fuxi on the shoulder: "Now is a good opportunity. The difference between Master and Father God is one word. I think the result must be far apart."

"That's right, Feipeng is obviously much more relaxed this time than last time." Nuwa also showed a gentle smile on her face: "Feipeng, who was born at the beginning of the year, obviously has a sense of your attitude, so he is obedient and obedient. , completely suppressed the child's nature." Fengyun Zi's unrestrained, in other words, isn't it mischievous?This time Fei Peng behaved like a real child.

Fuxi nodded lightly, his consciousness passed over the sleeping Feipeng in the warm bedroom.The temperature was not too cold, but he wrapped the quilt tightly, his arms hugged his knees and curled up in a ball, obviously insecure, so he couldn't help coughing dryly: "Fei Peng's sleeping position is not very good, I'll go and correct it."

Shennong and Nuwa let him go a little amusedly, while the silver crescent moon in the mysterious territory outside the window cast mottled shadows through the window lattice, and the night wind blew from time to time, bringing a refreshing and comfortable feeling, just like their mood.

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PS: Today, a little angel said that he hoped that Fei Peng would not end the chapter when he was a child. Let me say here that before leaving the secret realm, Fei Peng was from childhood to adolescence. This time will not be too short. This article is a long story.