Master Black Lotus turned into White Moonlight

On February 2222, 2, the weather was fine, and Song Qing crossed.

This has to start half an hour ago.

At that time, Song Qing was at his 18th birthday party, making a wish on a cake filled with 18 candles. He silently prayed that he would be a king in his life, not only owning a golden mountain, but also being invincible all over the world. hand.

After making the wish, Song Qing heard an ethereal but majestic voice from the sky: "God will fulfill you."

Immediately afterwards, Song Qing lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he was no longer in his original 20-square-meter single kennel, but woke up from a 200-square-meter big bed.

The bed was carved with flowers and jade, covered with brocade silk veils, and all the surrounding furnishings were antique, rich and noble, and the fragrance of ambergris wafted in the air.

A row of teenagers in white knelt down in front of the bed, all of them lowered their eyebrows and bowed their heads, with a dead father's filial expression.

Song Qing just woke up, still dizzy, looked down and saw that he was also dressed in white as snow, with waterfall-like black hair hanging down his front, and couldn't help but feel envious: Who is this, with so much hair, smooth and delicate without split ends, That's awesome, what shampoo did you use?

At this time, a beautiful young man who had been sitting by the bed watching him rushed to him excitedly: "Master, are you awake?"

Song Qing: "Brother, who are you?"

"Disciple Qingfeng, Master, it's great that you are fine."

Just as Song Qing was about to speak, the ethereal voice sounded in his mind again: "The system binding is successful, welcome to the world of Xiuxian Wen - "The Immortal Demon Devouring the Heavens". Complete the plot."

In the next second, all the information related to Song Qing's personality flooded into his mind.

The identity that Song Qing traveled through was the head of the Yuqing Gate, also called Song Qing.Yuqingmen is well-known in the cultivation world. There are 3000 disciples in the school, and every one of them will bow their heads and say respectfully when they see Song Qing: "Master is auspicious."

Keke, no.

It is "Hello, Master."

To put it simply, he is the second generation of immortals with both parents dead and owning a car and a house. His father, Song Yi, was the former master of the Yuqing sect. , before he died, he left to him his mount, the 梼杌, one of the four ancient beasts. This beast can eat more than 200 catties of grain a day, and its nickname is a golden mountain.

So Song Qing's three wishes, in terms of cultivation base, he is the king of the current cultivation world, he is naturally invincible all over the world, and he has a golden mountain.

It can be regarded as a wish fulfilled.

Song Qing only had one question: Is he the master of Jinjiang Wenli or Qidian Wenli?

The name "Immortal Demon Devouring Heaven" sounds domineering at first, but it makes people a little confused.

Although Song Qing doesn't read many novels, but as a straight man for nearly 20 years, he still knows that novels are also divided into red and green, and the contents of novels of different colors are actually very different.

Song Qing asked Qingfeng: "Is there a mirror?"

Seeing that Master finally paid attention to him, Qingfeng nodded happily: "Yes, yes, yes."

At first, he thought that his master had been rejected by Sword God Jian Piaoxue because he was too sad and mentally disturbed.

Qingfeng hurriedly went to the dressing table next to her and brought the mirror over.

Song Qing took a selfie in the mirror, and saw in the bronze mirror a beautiful woman with skin whiter than snow, black hair like a waterfall, and a slightly sad eyebrow.

This beauty caused Song Qingru to be struck by lightning. Of course, he didn't despise himself for being too good-looking, but he despised himself for being too beautiful!

You don't need to guess, you know it's Jinjiangwen...

Song Qing was in despair. The sect had three thousand disciples, all of whom were peerlessly beautiful, and he was so tall, how could there be a straight man under his seat?

The gay light shines on the righteous way, making people panic.

What's worse is that Song Qing has never read this novel at all, and the biggest golden finger is gone. He has no idea who will kill a thousand swords in this book and come to talk to him about the problem.

If you guess the relationship line by looking at the face, there are at least three thousand possibilities, right?

Song Qing rolled his eyes, he didn't want to live anymore.

The group of beautiful men in white clothes on the ground saw that the master was fainted again, and they all rushed up, and Song Qing was submerged like a sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

"Master, are you alright!"

"Are you okay, Master!"

"Master, open your eyes and look at this disciple!"

From the next day, Song Qing combed his hair to look like an adult, put a white bone jade mask on his face, and dismissed all his disciples at the same time, leaving only Qingfeng alone.

The reason is that those people’s spiritual bone level is not enough, and they have to cultivate a foundation for a lifetime of cultivation. It is estimated that they will not even touch the threshold of cultivation. It is a waste of time to stay in Yuqingmen. It is better to go down the mountain to marry a wife and have children. Contribute more to the reproduction of the world’s population .

Maybe one day the gene will mutate, and there may be a great-grandson with excellent bones.

At that time, the door of Yuqingmen will be open for him at any time. With the recommendation letter of "former alumni", he can be exempted from the exam and directly admitted.

With Song Qing's handling in this way, those disciples who were suddenly dismissed didn't say anything more after receiving the compensation.

Song Qing has already figured it out, no matter which emotional line the author writes for him, he will kill the seedling of love in the cradle, then smash him to pieces, and then crush him to ashes.

He Song Qing, once wearing a mask, no one loves him.

From today onwards, he has practiced in closed doors without seeing anyone.

Seven years later, when Song Qing came out of the Seven Star Pavilion, he saw desolation everywhere, broken walls and ruins everywhere, and weeds growing on the ground.When the cold wind blows, it also rolls the withered and yellow leaves all over the ground.

Song Qing: "..."

What about his sect?

What about his big Yuqingmen?

Where did it go?

Song Qing's cultivation base is very high, and he doesn't need to eat for a long time. He ended the retreat because he was really panicked, doing the same thing every day, and he didn't even have anyone to talk to.

As for that system, no matter what Song Qing asked it, it would only answer one sentence: "The host is currently not able to unlock the plot level, and the system cannot answer this question."

Song Qing walked around and looked around, and the more he looked, the more strange he looked, thinking that he had traveled through time again, but he came across a ragged beggar eating there with his back turned to him.

I don't know what to eat, I gobble it up, and I don't even notice anyone approaching.

Song Qing stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder: "Old man, do you know where this is?"

The beggar's hair and beard were both grey, and they were so long that he could only see things with his hands. He brushed his hair with one hand, and looked at Song Qing with the other hand.

Suddenly the beggar's whole body twitched, and Song Qing was startled. This old guy, mustn't he have epilepsy, and the end is coming, right?

I saw the beggar burst into tears, rushed over and hugged Song Qing's thigh: "Master, I have been waiting so hard for you."

Song Qing was taken aback: "You are, you are Qingfeng?"

"It's the disciple, Master, if you don't leave the pass, our Yuqing Sect will be gone."

Song Qing: "........."

It turned out that Song Qing had been in seclusion for too long, and the outside world was changing with time. Major cultivation sects sprung up like mushrooms, and the old sects had masters sitting in the town, so naturally they would not worry about recruiting students, but the only master of Yuqing Sect has been retreating. Originally, it was just a disciple, so it was not enough for a teacher to teach.

So Yuqing Sect went from bad to worse, more and more depopulated, and in the end not even half of them came.

Only Qingfeng refused to leave no matter what, and stood guard in front of the Seven Star Pavilion every day, waiting for Song Qing to leave the customs.

Song Qing asked: "Where is a golden mountain?"

Where can that pig-like beast go?You won't starve to death, will you?

Qingfeng: "It's in the back mountain."

Song Qing came to the back mountain with the breeze, and saw a golden mountain rolling in the quagmire of the back mountain, his limbs were still fat, and he didn't lose weight at all.

"You are like this, what does a golden mountain eat on weekdays?"

Qingfeng had a hesitant expression on his face, afraid to speak out.

Song Qing thought something was wrong in his heart, and forced him: "Tell me the truth!"

Qingfeng knelt down with a "plop": "Master, a golden mountain is still small and ignorant. Every time I am very hungry, I run down the mountain to grab it... No, no, I just pick up something to eat."

Song Qing suddenly became angry with one head and two big ones: "Is it still young? It is old enough to be my ancestor, and it is not sensible? It is a divine beast! It also picks up things? I think it is robbery! Okay, you are beggars one by one. To be a beggar, to be a robber, to be a robber, do I want the reputation of Yuqingmen for thousands of years?"

Qingfeng was so frightened that he threw his body to the ground, lying on the ground: "Master, please forgive me!"

A golden mountain was covered in mud, and two yellow eyes as big as copper bells emerged from the mud, and they made a "moo~" towards Song Qing.

Song Qing was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and started talking nonsense: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have any birthdays, but I won't cross time on my birthday, and if I don't cross time, I don't have to worry about losing my chrysanthemum...... ..."

Before he finished speaking, a golden mountain suddenly jumped out of the mud pit. He was huge, and his sudden movement splashed mud everywhere.

Song Qing's head was shaken, and before he could get angry, a golden mountain ran away.

Song Qing: "...Where is it going? Fleeing in fear of crime?"

Qingfeng said tremblingly: "It seems to be going down the mountain."

Song Qing looked at Qingfeng: "..."

Qingfeng also looked at Song Qing: "......"

Song Qing: "What do you think I am doing! Hurry up and stop it! The divine beast is blocking the way and robbing, and if other sects find out, they will be imprisoned in the Wuxiang Pavilion of the Immortal League!"

In the evening, the sky was full of sunset clouds, red like a mountain fire, two people and one beast, sitting at the gate of Yuqing Gate, panting heavily.

Seeing that Song Qing was really angry, Yi Jinshan put his big head into Song Qing's arms and gave a flattering "moo" while staring straight at Song Qing with two big yellow eyes.

Song Qing: "Don't be cute, I'll give you something to eat."

A golden mountain made a pitiful "moo".

Song Qing sighed, this stupid beast has no intelligence but is as powerful as the poor, it is really difficult to control it with Qingfeng's cultivation.

He thought he couldn't close this level any longer, the progress of the plot hadn't increased at all for so many years, and he didn't know how long he would stay in this world, and continuing to escape was not an option.

Song Qing made up his mind to restore the lintel of Yuqingmen, he shouted: "Qingfeng."

"The disciple is here."

"From today onwards, you are the elder of Yuqingmen."

"Then Master... are you still retreating?"

"Not closed."

The stupid beast in his arms let out a long and quiet "moo~~~" happily