Linyuan Dengxian

With Xiaoyao's current situation, she had to go to a place, the Feng Clan.

The Feng family originated from ancient times and occupied the paradise of the fairy world for tens of thousands of years.

Remaining neutral in the Lich War, taking advantage of the decline of the demon clan, and annexed many of the blessed land of the demon clan, the phoenix lineage was bred with the phoenix ancestral tree, the population is thriving, and the momentum is strong. Some face.

At this moment, the patriarch of the Feng clan, Feng Lie, has bright eyes and is wearing a red robe with a phoenix pattern. Standing on both sides are the elders of the Feng clan, looking at the uninvited person in front of him with an unsuspecting expression. , black hair fluttering, eyes silent.

"The Taiyi God came to the Feng Clan, why?" Feng Lie's name is resolute, but his appearance is bright and beautiful, with slender eyebrows, powerful eyes, and red lips like flowers.

"When I was in the lower realm, by chance, I saved the soul of a phoenix, and wanted to use the phoenix ancestral tree of the Phoenix family to conceive this phoenix." Wuyou said,

She has an elegant face, sparse brows and eyes, but a pair of black eyes are like a thousand thousand abyss, lonely and silent, cold and gloomy.

Feng Lie's expression was slightly trembling, she looked at the spirit descending in Wuyou's arms, she could naturally sense the fire phoenix breath in her body, her eyelids twitched heavily, and she pursed her lips in silence.

"Why can't the celestial power of the god of ether nourish the soul, and you have found the Feng family?" a man behind Feng Lie said in a deep voice, his face was like a crown jade, handsome and handsome.

"I am asking the patriarch of the Feng clan, what qualifications do you have to speak?!" Wuyou was already depressed, and mercilessly reprimanded,

The man's face was flushed red, and he was about to speak when Feng Lie shouted, "Feng Jian, shut up!".

Feng Jian looked ashamed and angry, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Wuyou's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of evil spirits, "Xiaoyao originally belonged to the Feng family, not to mention that she was injured by Feng Wan today, if the Feng family can't save her, I have no choice but to ask Feng Wan for justice, life for life! ".

Feng Lie said, "Shen Monarch, please rest assured, since it is a matter of the Feng Clan, Feng Lie can't ignore it, it is nourished by the phoenix ancestral tree, which is enough to restore the soul,

It's just that her soul is weak at the moment, and she can't leave Xiaoxianjun's body for the time being, she has to stay in the Feng Clan together, maybe a hundred years later, when her soul is strong, she can leave the body."

Hearing this, Wuyoufang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and promised, and handed over the Jiang Ling in his arms to Feng Lie, looked at Feng Jian with cold eyes, and said slowly, "If Jiang Ling and Xiaoyao get out of the Feng Clan Don't blame me, God, for being ruthless."

The huge divine pressure poured down, and the evil spirit was strong, causing everyone in the Feng clan to feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and it was only when she turned and left that it was relieved.

Many years later, Wuyou finally understood why the Feng clan would hesitate so much when accepting Xiaoyao, who were clearly from the same clan.

"Elder Feng, bring the fairy beast to the Holy Land and send someone to watch it," Feng Lie said slowly, all the elders glanced at Feng Jian one after another, and they took orders to leave.

Feng Jian said in a strange way behind him, "There is only one fire phoenix in the world, and this is probably her offspring."

"Feng Jian", Feng Lie frowned, Ming Yan's eyes were slightly angry, and he suppressed his anger, "As a concubine, why did Feng Wan attack a fairy beast regardless of her dignity? I'm afraid she sensed the phoenix breath on it."

"Fire Phoenix has left the fairy world and has nothing to do with the Feng Clan. Feng Jian doesn't understand what you have done, patriarch." Feng Jian's handsome brows showed a little displeasure, his face was soft, and his words were soft-spoken.

"Even if Huo Fenghuang leaves the fairyland, my Feng family will definitely not kill each other. Feng Wan is your own sister. I think you know better than me why she made a move."

Feng Jian snorted softly, and held Feng Lie's wrist, "What does it have to do with me, don't make excuses."

Feng Lie sighed softly, "Are you still bitter about her?".

Feng Jian lowered her head and sealed her lips, "You are the patriarch of the Feng Clan, I can't make decisions about family affairs, but I am your husband, I have to make decisions about family affairs."

Feng Lie raised his head, a look of sadness flashed in the corner of his eyes.

The next day, the Emperor of Heaven issued an edict, Feng Wan collided with the god, punished her to confine her feet to the bedroom hall for a hundred years, and copied the scriptures thousands of times before she could come out.

Feng Wan is a much-loved concubine of the Heavenly Concubine, and she is of the blood of the Phoenix clan. She just hurt the beast of Tianze Mountain and was punished by a hundred-year ban. As soon as the edict came out, everyone in the three worlds knew that the god of Tianze Mountain should not be easily offended. .

Tianze Mountain, where there is no spirit descending, is suddenly silent, and Wuyou stands with her hands behind her back, stretching across the green hills, surrounded by fairy mist, her eyes shimmering slightly, and she looks at one place, and sees a little white shadow on the cliff of Guyue Peak, which is in harmony with forgetfulness. Worry Pavilion faces each other.

Does seeing each other from a distance count as meeting each other?

Qingxu's vision fell on the ink color in front of Wangyou Pavilion.

Since Xuanji's death, Wuyou has never worn other colors, only black, as thick as ink and night.

She turned sideways, as if looking over, Qingxu couldn't see her eyes clearly, there was only a little black in the distant mountain peak, which was particularly eye-catching in the verdant green peak.

Is she also staring at each other like herself?

A rosy glow appeared on Qing Xu's white face, as if she could be unscrupulous from a long distance away.

The ink color quickly disappeared on the edge of the cliff of Wangyou Peak, Qing Xu's expression changed slightly, his face became paler, and when he raised his head to drink a pot of wine, a blush appeared again.

Whether it is big or small, Tianze Mountain, the only intersection between Qingxu and Wuyou is Wensu Pavilion.

Qingxu sat lazily in front of the desk, carefully wiped and arranged the tea set, sorted out the classics she read last night, and left before sunset, Wuyou will come after sunset,

Come and go, just like the trajectory of the sun and the moon, never meet.

Holding the fairy book in her hand, Qingxu sat cross-legged, the warm sun shone on her face, bringing a little warmth, relieving the aches and pains of her tired body, her skin seemed to be transparent under the sun, drowsy, unexpectedly I fell asleep at my desk.

Unknowingly, the golden sun sank, and when Qingxu woke up, the sky was dark and the new moon was rising. She was startled first, then turned around and saw the opened Zhumen, with a gentle breeze blowing on her face, she had come!

Qingxu got up, looked around, but couldn't see her figure, couldn't help but his face darkened slightly, and sat on the ground slumped, fingers curled up, as if he was on an isolated island in the vast sea, looking around blankly, the sea rolled up and spread little by little until he was caught The sea swallowed.

Centuries

When practicing in the human world, I didn't feel it was a long time, just because of my obsession with becoming an immortal, but after a hundred years, in the boring days of Tianze Mountain day after day, I felt very lonely.

As usual, Qingxu put the Golden Immortal Dew under Wangyou Peak. Since Jiangling was gone, Wuyou came to pick it up in person every day, so she knew that Wuyou, like her, had not left Tianze Mountain for half a step in the past 100 years.

The familiar sound of flapping wings rang in his ears, Qing Xu was slightly delighted, and when he looked up, he saw a fairy in apricot yellow clothes jumping down,

He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with two buns on his hair, almond eyes open, holding a fairy fruit in his hand, biting it crisply, and shouted, "Fairy, I'm back."

"Spiritual descent", Qing Xu couldn't help smiling when he saw that she had grown from a glutinous rice dumpling to a delicate and beautiful woman, but her gluttonous personality remained the same.

For a hundred years, this was the first sentence she said to others, and it seemed that even speaking became much jerky.

Jiang Ling looked at her, frowned and said, "Why is the fairy still weak after a hundred years?",

She shrugged her nose, her eyes lit up, and she looked towards the flagon on Qingxu's waist, "What is that?",

"I brewed Qionghualu", Qingxu took off the jug and handed it to her, "I added dream spirit fruit, the wine is strong, you can only take a sip",

Jiang Ling blinked and replied, stretched out his hand eagerly to take it, and gulped it into his mouth.

"Don't drink too much", Qing Xu raised his hand to snatch it away,

Jiang Ling thought she was stingy, so he withdrew his hand and looked at her with a smile, "Fairy, don't be stingy, I will give this pot of Qionghua dew to Jiang Ling."

She took out a fairy fruit from her bosom and threw it to Qingxu, "I'll exchange it with a green dragon fruit." After saying that, she flapped her wings and flew away without looking back.

Qingxu shook his head, with a smile on his lips, the spirit came back, and Tianze Mountain seemed to be less lonely.

With a sullen face, Wuyou looked at Jiang Ling, who was lying sprawled on the ground, sleeping soundly, drooling, breathing a strong smell of alcohol, and holding a flagon in his hand.

Wuyou bent down to pick up the jug, and smelled the faint fragrance of Qionghua at the tip of his nose. The jug was made of sky-green jadeite, with a green color, and the wine was faintly flowing. The warm jade and the lightness of Qionghua complemented each other. It smells fragrant, elegant and intoxicating.

There was still the smell of dream spirit fruit in it, no wonder Jiang Ling fell to the ground drunk, Wuyou held the jug, took a sip, looked at Guyue Peak in the distance, his eyes were cold and silent.

It was the hundred-year-old Queen Mother of the West's peach feast again, Wuyou stood in front of the court with his hands behind his back, looking at the peach tree with buds and buds, only the white peach blossom on the branch seemed to wither.

After all, it has been open for a hundred years, but even so, it is still beautiful and charming.

"It's been a hundred years since I thought about it, why don't I get tired of watching it?", Wuyou chuckled, "It's so brilliant, I can't get tired of watching it",

She brushed the yellowed peach petals with her fingertips, shrouded in immortal power, and the peach petals trembled slightly, and then became watery and delicate again. Even if the peach blossoms bloomed one after another, it was no match for Fanghua.

"Shenjun, I want to go to Kunlun Mountain", Jiang Ling thought about asking for some fairy peaches to eat,

"You're injured just right, and you're going to cause trouble again?" Wuyou scolded with a serious face,

Jiangling held his face in aggrieved manner, "Shenjun, Jiangling stayed in Wutong Mountain for a hundred years and didn't eat any delicious food. Look, he has become so thin."

Jiang Ling has gained weight for hundreds of years since he ascended to the fairy world. His small eyes are hidden in his fleshy face, but he can't find them. Now his chin is also sharp. His pair of almond eyes are bright and his body is thin. Let Wuyou look uncomfortable.

"Let's go", Wuyou said with his hands behind his back, Jiang Ling was stunned, and turned his head to ask, "Is this the god who is going too?",

Wuyou looked at her coldly, and floated away on the auspicious clouds.

"Shenjun wait for me", Jiang Ling chased after him, and said flatteringly, "That flat peach is so delicious, does Shenjun want to eat it too?",

"Shut up, with your food-loving nature, you will suffer sooner or later," Wuyou reprimanded her,

What she thought was that last time she was in Pantao, Jiang Ling suffered a disadvantage, so this time she has to show people in the Three Realms, not everyone around her can bully her.