The protagonist's halo is unstoppable [Transmigration Book]

The weather in the cultivation world has always been very good.Blue sky and white clouds, sunny and sunny.Today is no exception.

Mo Yuyan Yujian was on the dense forest, looking at these familiar and unfamiliar scenery.A feeling that cannot be described in words reverberates in the chest cavity.

Zhaizilin is the place where Mo Yuyan and Feng Zhi spend their happiest days together.At that time, the path of self-cultivation had not yet started, and the two of them were not bound by etiquette, and they went wild in the woods every day.Beside the river, beside the rocks, there are memories he can't forget.

In Zhaizi Forest, there is a small cottage called Linzizhai.It was a cottage built by refugees rescued on the way not long after they cultivated.This Lin Zizhai fulfilled Feng Zhi's dream of becoming the boss.Feng Zhi kept yelling that when he came back from cultivation, he wanted to be the boss here and dominate Zhaizilin.

But on the road to becoming a fairy, there is no word "come back".

Once a person embarks on the path of self-cultivation, he will become unlike himself.No more wanting.Coveting the eternal life of immortality.And then gradually found that the more you get, the more you are afraid of losing.

I just don't know, 800 years have passed, whether that little Linzizhai still exists.

But even if it exists, it is no longer the group of familiar people.The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years old, and it is like a flash in the pan in the years of a cultivator.

Mo Yuyan, filled with emotions, took back the flying sword and walked forward step by step along the road in his memory.There is very little aura nearby, and there are very few people who are cultivators.When he came back here, he just wanted to quietly take a look at the happiest place in his childhood.Then go to find his good friend——Feng Zhi.

Lin Zizhai seemed to have a happy event, and it was a big one.There is even a hundred feet away from the gate of the village, and the ground is covered with red firecracker paper.

The closer the distance, the faint smell of wine can still be smelled.I don't know that this is a big happy event that has been held for a few days.Different from the desolation of cultivators, mortals always have many festivals.I still remember that what Fengzhi likes most is going to various places to join in the fun.Because of this, they will always get many opportunities.But for some reason, these opportunities always end up in Mo Yuyan's storage bag due to various reasons.

Having a friend like this in a lifetime is a blessing for the ninth generation.In this regard, Mo Yuyan has always cherished this friend.Even Feng Zhi always gives people an inexplicable sense of suspiciousness.

Mo Yuyan stepped on the bright red firecracker paper.Because of this happy event, he felt a little less emotional, and his face was a little more contented.

Suddenly, there was an urgent desire to return to Linzizhai immediately.After walking a few steps, Mo Yuyan cast a spell while there was no one around.Then he moved to the archway at the foot of the mountain in Linzizhai in an instant.

He looked up with a smile, wanting to read the couplets on the memorial archway in Linzizhai, and to know what kind of happy event happened in the village.

I saw that the Leftist Federation wrote: There are no tigers in the mountains to the point where monkeys call themselves kings.

Frowning, puzzled.

Look again, it says on the right page: Hahaha Mo Binglian has finally become a fairy.

Banner: The world belongs to me.

Seeing that familiar yet wild word, Mo Yuyan would not admit his mistake no matter how stupid he was.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Feng Zhi! You stupid monkey!"

No matter how low the Earth Immortal's roar was controlled, it still scared all the birds in the forest away.

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