I have nothing but luck

After the catastrophe in Kyushu was over, the high towers in Fengling City were naturally extinguished. Except for a few people who knew the inside story, most practitioners and common people in the world did not notice anything wrong.

After all, at that time, if it wasn't for rushing to the Northern Wilderness to help various places, if it wasn't for the busy closing of doors and windows, and fear in the house, it would have been somewhat difficult to see the truth.

Xie Huan, who turned off the lights of the tower, had no other considerations. He thought very simply: there is a tower so bright that it can illuminate half of the world. Practitioners can stay awake day and night. Don't go to sleep?

What if, over time, the residents of Fengling City will have big dark circles under their eyes when they go out to see people, and their radiant and smooth skin will make them feel ashamed to see people. Does he still have face as the Lord of Fengling City?

The tower was not able to survive for a long time, and in the second year after it was extinguished, it soon became bright again. A bright and dazzling light burst out from the spire of the tower, which even dispelled the surrounding clouds, and it was far away from the sky. The scorching sun echoed each other, as if the Golden Crow had appeared in this world, and there will be two rounds tomorrow.

All the accomplished practitioners tacitly stopped what they were doing, raised their heads and looked towards Fengling City in the south, and someone murmured with emotion, "20 years."

I don't know if what he wants to feel is that 20 years is a long time, not a short time, or that 20 years is actually normal and commonplace for practitioners who live beyond ordinary people's lives for a long time.

They lived up to their expectations. After the tower of Fengling City was suddenly brightened, the white clouds in the southern sky scattered layer by layer, as if knowingly retreating because of the appearance of something amazing.

Only the clear sky is left, and the blue is as clear as washing.

The five-color divine light is like the tail feathers of a phoenix, covering half of the sky in a mighty way. Under the brilliance, it seems that the curtain of the sky has been opened, revealing the colorful glazed sky built by the gods and Buddhas of the Western Paradise Bliss on the three thousand worlds. .

The eldest son of the Xie family is sanctified.

Of course, what was unexpected was that later it swept through Kyushu like a plague of locusts, and it was not the son of the Xie family who was just young and crowned when he was sanctified, who occupied all the time for people to chat after dinner.

It was the invitation card for the joint ceremony that he and the sage sent all over Kyushu with the utmost publicity.

Thinking of Jiang Jingxing's almost identical five-color divine light when he became a saint, people couldn't help but sigh, the son of the Xie family and the saint are really destined, a couple made in heaven and earth.

I have to say that this is probably the closest to the truth among all the rumors.

After Xie Rongjiao became a saint, he found that he did not walk down the high tower of Fengling City, but bumped his head into an illusion.

He is very calm. After all, becoming a saint is such a mysterious thing. No one says that there can't be a fantasy waiting for you.

As for Jiang Jingxing, he has never met him before - he was probably busy thinking about how to escape in a chic posture among the hundreds of thousands of defenders in Haojing, and at this time, a fantasy is what really kills him.

Xie Rongjiao looked around and found that the surrounding environment was very familiar.

Until seeing the familiar tall pagoda, Xie Rongjiao recollected it. If the surrounding mountains were added to the terrain, plus the heavy buildings and high pavilions of the Fengling City Lord's Mansion, the flying eaves and flowing pavilions, it would be another Fengling City.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The young man standing in front of the tower said to him.

That young man is also familiar to Xie Rongjiao, dressed in red phoenix feathers, but it is different from the usual handsome and glamorous appearance of Xie's family in Fengling in cognition. Cold and indifferent, even a phoenix feather in red still makes him look like a star on a glacier, or a moonlight on a wasteland, beautiful as it is, but it's too cold to be popular.

More than 2000 years is indeed a long time.

Xie Rongjiao thought.

He knew the identity of the youth.

The high tower of Fengling, which has remained unchanged for more than 2000 years, gave Xie Rongjiao a flash of inspiration and recognized the city where he was.

If the phoenix had never died, naturally there would be no mountains formed by the place where the phoenix was buried.

And Fengling City Lord's Mansion will not be built in time in the future.

It's just a little embarrassing in terms of address, Xie Rongjiao briefly calculated the seniority between him and Xie Li, and hesitated for a while.

After all, he is not Jiang Jingxing's kind of person who copied the precepts of his ancestors and memorized them by heart. It is really unclear how many generations the Fengling City Lord has changed.

It was Xie Li who spoke first, he seemed to see through Xie Rongjiao's thoughts, and his voice was cold: "Don't be too entangled in seniority, the left and right lines of Fengling City are not from me."

As expected of the first generation of Fengling city lord who has become the legend of the ages, the moment he opened his mouth, he spoke in a manner of not surprising and endlessly, releasing such a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

If you stay with Jiang Jingxing for a long time, you will inevitably get close to Zhu Zhechi.

For example, Xie Rongjiao at this moment.

His first thought was that he had a bad intention, and wanted to write this matter on paper money and tell Xie Tingbai underground.

What is the lineage of the Xie family that is defended to the death, the orthodox blood of Fengling City——

It's all fake, it doesn't exist.

Xie Li was afraid that he would not believe him, so he kindly asked, "Do you want to take a look at my horoscope?"

The national teacher is like this, and so is Xie Li.

Could it be that a few years ago, they used to say "Do you want to see the plate" instead of "Have you eaten?" Metaphysics like the crape myrtle astrolabe.

Xie Rongjiao honestly replied: "I have seen it."

Punish the six relatives, have no father and no mother, the relationship between husband and wife is shallow, and the children and grandchildren will be cut off.

Xie Li nodded his head as a matter of course and said: "So you have seen my after-sales, and you know that you are indeed not out of me personally."

The true Phoenix blood left by Phoenix was divided into two parts, one part was given to Xie Li, and the other part was left in the eternal lamp to find someone who was destined to be among the younger generations.

As for the phoenix blood carried by the Xie family members, of course it would not have popped out from the cracks in the rocks for no reason.It was Xie Li who stripped off a portion of the phoenix blood on his body, found all kinds of magical methods and rare treasures, and personally found the soul of an innocent baby who died young and put it into warming up. He became the second generation of Fengling City Lord and was passed down from generation to generation.

Therefore, Xie's family members always carried a kind of enthusiasm and sincerity more or less, which was incompatible with his cold nature.

It is the nature that comes from the blood of that person.

"But none of that matters."

Before Xie Rongjiao jumped out, Xie Li was sincerely teasing his doubts, Xie Li smiled and said: "I always get a little excited when I see someone I've been waiting for for more than 2000 years, and even those who don't like to talk can't help but talk too much." Say something."

Thinking about Xie Liyi's soul living in the ever-burning lamp for more than two thousand years, it really feels a bit desolate for an empty-nest lonely old man.

Xie Rongjiao decided to respect the old and love the young to maintain respect for Xie Li and respect his right to talk aimlessly.

Xie Li is a person who doesn't like to talk.

After dispatching the boredom honed by more than 2000 years, he is the Fengling City Lord who was stingy with saying a word in the past: "I know that he saved a hand for the future catastrophe. When he died, he deliberately kept the original in the eternal lamp." A trace of the soul, waiting to ask the inheritor how the future life will be."

This world of Kyushu is the place that Phoenix once risked his life to protect.

How can Xie Li not care?

Xie Rongjiao noticed the heavy meaning, calmed down his emotions and replied: "It's all good."

It's not that he cherishes words like gold, and that Dayou and Xie Liyi are more reticent than anyone else.

This Kyushu was not Kyushu that Xie Li knew, even if Xie Rongjiao talked to Xie Li in details, Xie Li would be confused.

Sure enough, Xie Li nodded, not intending to ask further: "That's good."

Xie Rongjiao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that fortunately there is nothing wrong with Jiuzhou, if something happened in Jiuzhou, wouldn't it be miserable for Xie Li to wait for 2000 years just to hear a quasi-letter?

Needless to say, Xie Li's eyes seemed to be like a long frozen river, making it hard for people to see where the dark tide inside was flowing, and he laughed at himself: "Even if it's not good, I can't help it."

He was probably reincarnated for several rounds, even if he really saw that the phoenix's guard had failed, he couldn't personally go to battle to smash these unscrupulous juniors one by one. Stick to it.

Xie Rongjiao couldn't help being moved.

Xie Li didn't give him a chance to speak: "I'll wait for the news I want, and a trace of soul should dissipate between heaven and earth. There must be some celebration outside for your sanctification, you go."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, and the sleeves of his robe flew, and Xie Rongjiao was sent back to the real Fengling City Tower.

Xie Li closed his eyes.

A long, long time ago, the little Xie Li didn't know what it was to trick people by God's will, and what it was to punish relatives.

He only saw his parents and relatives walking away from him one by one, as if the curse would never stop.

Of course it stopped.

It will stop naturally after walking.

He also had a heart-to-heart, and bluntly asked Fenghuang to name him a character "Li", if he could see that he had a short relationship with six people, and that he gathered less and left more.

But Fenghuang smiled and said: "Li is fire, I belong to fire, and my name is Changming, everlasting light is immortal, you and I pass it on, where do so many twisted meanings come from?"

Xie Li is destined to be a saint.

It can be seen from his sentence that gathering less and leaving more, even though he was still young at that time, the sage's words are indeed true.

Outside the pagoda, Xie Huan didn't know how many times he grabbed Jiang Jingxing who couldn't control himself and wanted to rush in, and shouted: "Calm down, you're breaking through and becoming a saint!"

Jiang Jingxing also shouted: "It's been so long, how can you tell me to calm down? It's not like I haven't broken through to the Holy Realm!"

Don't you allow other people's situation to be different from yours?

Love makes people stupid.

Xie Huan wanted to roll his eyes and return exactly what Jiang Jingxing said 30 years ago when he laughed at him.

Fortunately, Xie Rongjiao pushed the door out of the tower the moment Jiang Jingxing was about to draw his sword.

Maybe it's been a long time since his holy realm was broken.

Maybe it was because seeing Xie Li felt a lot of emotion.

The first time Xie Rongjiao was hugged by Jiang Jingxing, he raised his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, his mind became hot, and he blurted out "Let's hold a joint registration ceremony".

He completely disregarded the poor old father Xie Huan who was suddenly black-faced beside him.