There is a Fairy Tower In Baiyun’s Birth Place

It was dark at night, but the interior of Jianye International Hotel was brightly lit.

A young man in clothes that didn't fit the hotel stood outside a box, looking in through the crack of the door, with a strange light occasionally flashing in his eyes.

The young man's name is Baiyun Tower, and after countless twists and turns, he finally came to this planet called the ancestral star of the Milky Way by Dao Ling Qingyun.

Counting from the time when the stars fell to the ground, it has been more than half a month, and the luxurious and extravagant decorations around are still a bit dazzling.

While watching, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him. Baiyunlou turned his head and saw that it was the lobby manager of the hotel.

The lobby manager approached, looked at the young man's clothes up and down, frowned slightly, but still asked politely: Excuse me, little brother, are you looking for someone?

Oh, I'm waiting for Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen drank too much today. I will be responsible for taking him home later. meaning.

Hearing this, the lobby manager nodded slightly, then turned and left immediately.

Mr. Chen mentioned in Baiyunlou's speech is called Chen Hansheng, and he ran into him at the door of a jewelry and jade shop three days ago.

When Raglan passed by, God felt a little abnormal.

Immediately, Baiyunlou turned around and saw a dazzling purple aura rising from above his head, he was overjoyed immediately, and the opportunity that he had faintly sensed in the dark way's divine sense should belong to this person.

Looking carefully, there was a thick black dead energy hidden in that purple air.

If you are entangled in death, you will die soon.

Now Baiyun Tower's own Qi mechanism has not yet integrated into this world, so it is naturally impossible to intervene in the operation of heaven in this world.

After some deduction, it seems that he can only wait for the right opportunity, and then take advantage of the opportunity to take the luck on his head, so that he can live and live in this small world, and he can also help this person with extraordinary luck people.

For the next three days, Baiyunlou followed this middle-aged man named Chen Hansheng, spying secretly, waiting for an opportunity.

From the three days of contact, it can be seen that Mr. Chen is informal and free-spirited, which is very eye-catching.

Just as he was feeling secretly, the entertainment in the box began to end, and the black air overflowing during it became more and more serious, Baiyunlou immediately understood, it seemed that Yingjie was tonight.

After thinking for a while, Baiyun Tower turned around and left the hotel, waiting quietly at the hotel entrance.

After a while, he didn't wait for that Mr. Chen to come out from the main entrance of the hotel, so he couldn't help thinking, it's just such a short distance, could it be that he got stuck in the elevator...

While thinking about it, a rickety Land Rover rushed out like a wild horse from the exit of the garage on the side of the hotel.

Baiyunlou couldn't help sighing secretly, after drinking so much bad wine, he still dared to use the flying magic weapon... He even dared to drive, it was really all driven by black energy.

Sensing that this opportunity is coming soon, Baiyunlou, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help being excited, turned around and walked towards the opposite community.

While walking slowly, Baiyunlou looked towards the direction where the Land Rover was speeding, and couldn't help but marvel at the mystery of the fate of this small world...

While feeling emotional, the speeding Land Rover suddenly turned sharply, as if it wanted to turn around, but just halfway through the turn, it was hit by a large truck coming from the opposite direction.

Just listening to a loud bang boring, the Land Rover was directly hit and flew tens of meters away.

It seems that if there are no accidents, there will be no accidents in this opportunity.

Bai Yunlou sighed softly, walked to the side of the Land Rover, his eyes were open, the figure in the car was already distorted, and nearly half of the bones in his body were broken.

A translucent soul with a height of more than three feet gradually floated out.

As the soul floated out, the black air above his head slowly dissipated, and the soaring purple luck lost its foundation and began to shake, as if it was about to shatter and disperse.

Waiting for this moment,

With a movement of Baiyunlou's spiritual thoughts, a mighty thought rolled up, and the soul and purple luck were rolled up, and instantly included in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The driver of the big truck did not escape and was busy calling for help on his mobile phone.

Baiyunlou didn't intervene much, like a passer-by, took a look and then left, found a remote place nearby, sat down cross-legged, calmed down, his consciousness sank, and escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a corner of the vast sea of ​​consciousness, Chen Hansheng's vain soul was floating beside Ziqi, looking quite curious.

At this moment, Baiyunlou suddenly appeared in front of him, but he had already changed his outfit at this time.

The golden sword light hangs by the side, the auspicious cloud fairy clothes are floating, and the agility is flowing endlessly, just like an immortal who has attained the Tao.

Looking at the fluttering little soul, Baiyunlou penetrated into a beam of Yangshen's power, and Chen Hansheng's soul directly transformed into a spiritual form, stretched to the size of his body.

Chen Hansheng turned his head to watch, and suddenly said in surprise: Damn, where is this, it won't come to the fairy world...

President Chen thinks too much... Bai Yunlou didn't have time to chat with him, so he explained the situation in a few words.

Damn... In the final analysis, I, Chen Hansheng, still died. This purple streak is my luck? I am convinced that I can still die with this kind of luck. After knowing the truth, Chen Hansheng did not There was too much annoyance, but he was somewhat interested in Ziqi in front of him.

Bai Yunlou replied with a smile: Luck is not omnipotent, what kind of path to take still depends on one's own choice.

After pondering for a while, Chen Hansheng asked suspiciously: Since the immortal head has accepted this purple luck, what's the use of keeping the young one here?

This immortal and little friend Han Sheng have a lot of predestined relationship. Since I have obtained purple energy, I can give little friend two choices.

Could it be possible that I, Chen Hansheng, can rescue him? Hearing the words of the elder, Chen Hansheng asked excitedly as a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Bai Yunlou replied indifferently: It can be regarded as being able to come back to life, but it is not returning to the body at this moment. At this moment, no matter how you save the body of the little friend, it can only be that...

Vegetable?

Exactly, vegetative, that's the word.

After a short pause, Baiyunlou went on to say: The two options just mentioned, one, you can choose to return your soul to a day ago, so you should be able to retain nearly half of your luck, or you can choose to use up half of your luck and return to the past. to ten years ago.

This purple energy is also of great use to this immortal. I can take half of it, and you can choose how to use the other half. Bai Yunlou pointed to the purple energy and said.

You need to use this half of your luck to find the traces of Mr. Chen's past years in the long river of time. That's why you have these two choices. Little friend Han Sheng, do you understand?

Chen Hansheng nodded quickly to express his understanding, and then asked curiously: The supernatural powers of the immortal family are so amazing, what is the name of the immortal chief?

What's the use of knowing the name of this immortal? In order not to leave imprints in the long river of time, the memory here will be erased by this immortal later. You should make a choice as soon as possible. The time is coming to an end, and time is endless. many.

Nearly half luck..., such a life... Chen Hansheng smiled and sighed.

Thinking of those youthful days more than ten years ago, several figures appeared in front of my eyes, the arrogant one, the gentle one, the infatuated one, and that...

Okay, let's go to eighteen years ago. What's the use of keeping such luck, it's better to work hard on your own. Chen Hansheng replied affirmatively.

Baiyunlou smiled freely, without saying anything, raised his hand to capture half of the purple luck, wrapped Chen Hansheng's soul, and sank into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

I don't know how many thousands of miles I have sunk, suddenly a divine light flashed, and the sound of the avenue breaking was heard, and a vast river of time appeared at the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness.

After a short look, Baiyunlou nodded slightly, and raised his hand to spread the purple luck in the long river of time.

Without much delay, Baiyunlou turned into a phantom of a blue butterfly, grabbed Chen Hansheng's soul, and fled along the purple pillar of luck toward the upper reaches of the long river of time.

In a short while, he came to the end of the purple air column. The mouth of the blue butterfly phantom sucked in a few strands of memory in Chen Hansheng's soul, and then threw it into a rather conspicuous purple imprint in the long river of time. .

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Seeing this scene, the phantom of the blue butterfly turned around and fled in a hurry, and the purple pillars of air behind him also shattered and dissipated.

When approaching the entrance, a wave in the long river of time surged up, and a little dark light pierced through the air, directly drilling into the purple pillar of luck.

When Anmang was about to touch the dharma form of the phantom of the blue butterfly, it was thrown away by the body-protecting air machine around him, and then was fanned back to the long river of time by the blue butterfly wings.

With this power, Lan Die finally took a step faster, escaped back to the sea of ​​consciousness before the purple air column was completely shattered, and turned into a handsome fairy again.

Half of the Ziqi can only be sent to seventeen years ago... It's not a broken promise, so be it.

I don't know what the outside world has become at this time. Chen Hansheng, don't rely on the remaining memories to turn this small world upside down...

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