【Amazing Feather is Extraordinary】Unparalleled

Say it again to Jing Yu.

And what has not been written on the letterhead is the kiss that has not been rectified and the promise that he has not had time to respond to in the future.

Zhang Xiaofan thought that as long as he survived this kind of life for 300 years, he would be able to get rid of all hardships.He can always wait until the day when he and Jing Yu express their feelings for each other.

But I don't want to be grounded 200 years later, on a rainy day in midsummer, there was a thunder in the sky, and the earth trembled violently three times.An unexpected separation landed in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

That day was also the seventh day of July.As usual, Jing Yu took the little boy back to Tingfeng Pavilion after court.On the way down the mountain, a group of magpies came. Although they are small, they fly very fast together.With a whimper, it flew past the eyes, flapped its wings and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

Jing Yu started walking again, but the little boy beside him was still looking up at the end where the group of magpies disappeared in dumbfounded.Qingyun Xianjun shook his head and said with a smile: "Today's Qixi Festival, that is the magpie who went to build a bridge for the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl." No more words.

Sitting in the room in the afternoon, Jing Yu picked up a pen and tried to concentrate on practicing calligraphy, but he couldn't calm down no matter what.I don't know if he was distracted by today's group of magpies, or he was worried about how Zhang Xiaofan, who is still alive, will spend Qixi Festival.He was so bored that he put down his wolf hair and went to the courtyard to order someone to make tea.

Looking down at the tea in the cup, the clear liquid reflects Jing Yu's peach blossom eyes and a small piece of gray sky.He was a little puzzled - every Qixi Festival is the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the magpie bridge. If there is no urgent drought in the world, and some people pray to the sky for rain, the Dragon King of the Four Seas and the Thunder God and the Thunder Mother would not easily thunder and rain.

Today is strange.Jing Yu raised his head and glanced at the sky, the dark cloud that condensed in one corner covered wider and thicker, and was swept and tumbling by the salty wind, covering the entire sky in a short time.

"What's going on here?" Jing Yu frowned, before he could figure out how ugly he was, a thunderbolt suddenly struck the world - the place where it landed was at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, the small cottage where Zhang Xiaofan was grounded.

Immortal Lord Qingyun was astonished, before the heavenly soldiers and generals delivered the decree, he hurried down the mountain stepping on the rumbling thunder.

When he came down the mountain, what kind of scene did Jing Yu see——

Two giant dragons, one green and one red, were fighting in the forest, and the deep roar from their nasal cavity turned into patches of white smoke in the air.The battle was stalemate and the battle was quite fierce, Jing Yu couldn't tell which side was at a disadvantage for a while.

He stood in front of the hut, watching the battle with his face up, and had no time to pay attention to the bean-sized raindrops falling densely on his face.

This is the first time he has seen Zhang Xiaofan's real body - a blue young giant dragon.

The scales of the green dragon were wet by the heavy rain, reflecting the sparkling water in the air, and the graceful dragon tail danced in the air, hitting the trunks of pines and cypresses and splashing dark green.

Not long after, the green dragon was obviously exhausted, but the red dragon looked at the gap, grabbed the long tail with its front paws and rolled it, and slammed the green dragon onto the strong tree trunk. With a deafening impact, the forest in the distance was shocked. Birds in between.This fall was obviously very painful, Qinglong let out a roar, struggled a few times in the air and landed heavily, with another heavy muffled sound.

At this moment Zhang Xiaofan has recovered his human form, lying on the ground with a pale face.The mud mixed with the rain stained his clothes and face, but his angry eyes appeared brighter in the mud.After the heavy rain stopped, Jing Yu took a step forward to help Zhang Xiaofan up, raised his hand to carefully wipe off the stains on his fair face, but found that the bright red on the corner of his lips became brighter and brighter, he panicked for a while.

The red dragon who was still floating in the air just now also landed in front of them and took human form, took the time to smooth out the non-existing folds on the robe, and then raised his head to look at the two of them with a half-smile.

"Qingyun Immortal Lord Jing Yu." The red dragon nodded, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was in Jing Yu's arms, some mana gathered in his palm, a small golden vortex gradually formed.He didn't seem to intend to get too entangled with the two of them, he just stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Xiaofan at Zhang Xiaofan's weakest moment.

——"Shocked Feather!"

Before Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses, Jing Yu took the first step to protect him in his arms, and abruptly blocked the oncoming palm with his body.Zhang Xiaofan exclaimed, but he couldn't cover Jing Yu to dodge the palm, when the dazzling white light dissipated, Jing Yu had already fallen aside, unconscious.

At this moment, thunder broke out in the sky, and the heavy rain that had stopped not long ago poured down again, and it was bigger and more violent than the previous one.Heavenly soldiers arrived behind Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Qingxuan strode up to Xiaofan Jingyu, waved his sleeves to protect the two of them behind his back.

A giant dragon poked its head out of the roaring thunder and tumbling black clouds, its long golden beard danced in the rain, and its calm but majestic eyes shone with dazzling water light.

"Badness! Stop it!"

The man transformed into a red dragon was startled when he heard the words, plopped down on his knees, lowered his head and dared not speak.

The red-golden giant dragon in the sky hid its figure, and also turned into a human figure and fell to the ground. It stopped in front of Zhang Qingxuan and cupped his hands and said: "The evil son is ignorant, this time has caused a catastrophe, I beg the immortal to take this one personally." Escort the wicked son to court, and give the son justice."

Zhang Qingxuan looked at the man expressionlessly, flicked his sleeves, and angrily reprimanded:

"You all have opened your eyes to see clearly! This lying in the dog's arms unconscious is the only person in the sky, Qingyun Xianjun! How can I, Zhang Qingxuan He De, recognize Qingyun Xianjun as my son? How dare this old man, the son of the Dragon King Escort him at will, and ask King Jiaze to personally lead the prince to plead guilty to the Jade Emperor."

The Chilong God King Jiaze was taken aback when he heard the words, then turned around and kicked the unbelievable son fiercely——

"Niezi! Look at what you've done! I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you this time!"

All the immortals present returned to court under the escort of heavenly soldiers and generals, Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head again and knelt in the Hall of High Heaven, surrounded by noisy crowds, but he was only thinking about Jing Yu's injury.He hangs his hands by his sides, fists tightly clenched, he is now wearing a sinful body, and it is suspicious to appear in front of the immortals again, not to mention that Qingyun Xianjun was seriously injured beside him, and all the immortals in the palace are deeply concerned. Confused.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, and before the verdict came, apart from the question and answer of the interrogation, it was almost impossible to catch any unnecessary sounds.Qingyun Xianjun is the inverse scale of the Jade Emperor, a miracle of the Three Realms, anyone who touches it will die.And that Hongyu is the son of the dragon god, most of his body soul is a fairy, and the red dragon god King Jiaze pleaded for mercy, and finally he was locked up half of his body in the fairy bone, and he was confined for 500 years, and it was considered a matter of course.

Naturally, the verdict was a little lighter, but considering that Qingyun Xianjun Yuanshen was still there, and the Jade Emperor hurried to Tingfeng Pavilion, the verdict was settled.Although Jing Yu's primordial spirit is intact, most of his three souls and seven souls have been scattered. The three realms of heaven, earth and human beings are not so big, and it will not be easy to retrieve the scattered souls in a short while.

Zhang Xiaofan sat beside Jing Yu's bed, didn't say a word, his face was ashen.

This is what the Jade Emperor saw after being invited in.He and Zhang Xiaofan haven't seen each other for a hundred years, the handsome young man's stubborn spine seemed to have stiffened a lot, but his pale cheeks became more haggard.Preventing Zhang Qingxuan from calling Zhang Xiaofan, the Jade Emperor stood beside him and patted his bony shoulder lightly.

Zhang Xiaofan trembled all over, looked up and saw that it was the Jade Emperor, he wanted to kneel but was supported, he sat quietly and listened to the old man pulling his master to explain the whole story to him.

After listening for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan finally understood what was going on.

The Chilong Hongyu who injured Jingyu was the son of the Chilong God, loved and impulsive.He didn't know where he knew that Zhang Xiaofan was the heir of Prince Guangren, the Azure Dragon God, so he found it at the foot of Nanshan Mountain with his talent and intelligence, trying to provoke Zhang Xiaofan to a duel with him, and he didn't know what the little dragon did to make Zhang Xiaofan reveal his real body. Fight with him in the woods.

He didn't intend to kill at first, the palm that was aimed at Zhang Xiaofan would at most hurt the internal organs of the Dragon Clan, just recuperate for a while.Unexpectedly, Jing Yu rushed out halfway, even used his body to block Zhang Xiaofan, and instantly scattered his soul.Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help asking: "Immortal Lord Qingyun's cultivation is very comparable to others, how could he be beaten to death with a light palm of that wicked dragon..."

"... Xiaofan, do you know why I confine Jing Yu to Nanshan?"

Glancing at the solemn Master, Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head and said, "Xiaofan doesn't know."

"Immortal Lord Qingyun is a fairy body formed by the auspicious clouds and fairy energy. If you say that he is powerful, his magic power is boundless and profound. At the same time, things are always reversed. Jing Yu's soul can be said to be the most fragile and scattered among all things in the world."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help turning his eyes to Jing Yu who was lying on the side.

"Since he became an immortal, I and the immortals have protected him well for thousands of years. He has never suffered even the slightest injury. Naturally, he does not know that he is such a fragile existence..."

"...Jing Yu." Zhang Xiaofan murmured that person's name softly, tears rolled down without warning.

"You don't have to worry, Jing Yu's soul will only wander in the Three Realms and will not disappear easily. As long as his soul is still there, one day they will consciously return to their place. On that day, it will be the one who returns to us That intact Qingyun Xianjun."

Zhang Xiaofan bit his lip and plopped down on his knees, begging in an extremely humble voice: "Your Majesty, please allow Xiaofan to retrieve Jing Yu's lost soul. What happened today was caused by Xiaofan, Xiaofan really can't just sit idly by .”

——Thinking of Qingyun Xianjun's clean and pure soul wandering alone among the Three Realms, not knowing what dirty monsters will be coveted, not knowing whether there is a place to stay in rainy days, not knowing where to rest when tired... Zhang Xiaofan suddenly feels heartbroken Cut like a knife.

He should have been a high-ranking and defiant immortal, he could have stayed peacefully in Tingfeng Pavilion, sipping tea and pastries, he should have been carefree in Nanshan or even the highest place in the entire heaven, looking down on all the immortals

——But at this moment, he was dying and lying lifeless in a corner of the bedroom, ignorant, dead or sleeping.

Seeing his sincerity, the Jade Emperor couldn't bear it, but he couldn't agree to Zhang Xiaofan's proposal.

"Zhang Xiaofan, there is still a hundred years left in your confinement period. During this period, you are not allowed to leave without authorization. If you violate the order, you will be imprisoned for another 100 years!"

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head deeply, and a "yes" escaped from the depths of his throat.Zhang Qingxuan helped him up, the two bent down to send the Jade Emperor away, and asked Zhang Xiaofan to sit aside.

"Xiao Fan, Jing Yu will be back."

"... Xiaofan is just..."

Zhang Qingxuan sighed heavily, turned around and took out a handkerchief from under Jingyu's pillow, and handed it to Zhang Xiaofan.

"Master, this..."

"Is this your handwriting? I recognized it at a glance. Since you were grounded, Jing Yu has been wearing this square scarf close to her body, and no one is allowed to touch it."

"..."

Zhang Xiaofan took the square scarf, the silk felt on his fingertips, it was cool and smooth, only the two strong square characters were uneven on the surface.

"Jingyu Yuanshen is still there, as long as the souls return one by one in the future, they will be able to wake up. You keep this handkerchief, and return it to him after he wakes up." Zhang Qingxuan patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder and leaned into his ear Bian whispered: "There is half of Jing Yu's soul stored on it. If he finds this half of his soul and returns to Nanshan, he will definitely go to you first."

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes widened as if he wanted to say something, but Zhang Qingxuan raised his hand to stop him, and said:

"Yuelao's red thread doesn't work on gods, let alone a god who is not easy to be influenced by Qingyun Xianjun. He sacrificed his life for you voluntarily. Xiaofan doesn't have to feel guilty, just wait for him to return with peace of mind."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, put Fang Sipa into his arms.

After a while, he opened his mouth in a low voice:

"Master, Xiaofan has one more matter..."

"What's the matter?"

"I... am really the son of the Azure Dragon God King Guangren?"

Zhang Xiaofan's cautious look fell into his eyes, Zhang Qingxuan's heart was sour but his eyes were bright.Although the voice of his answer was not loud, every word was powerful.Zhang Qingxuan pressed Zhang Xiaofan's shoulders, looked at him with both eyes, and said calmly:

"You, Zhang Xiaofan——named for the teacher, fed the first meal for the teacher, and taught the first character for the teacher—you are Zhang Xiaofan, the apprentice of me, Zhang Qingxuan, aren't you? any other mess

——Xiaofan, do you understand? "

"Yes, Xiaofan understands—thank you, Master."

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After Zhang Xiaofan packed his bags, he exited the hut, turned around and locked the door carefully.Although the road down the mountain was a little bit accompanied by candlelight, it didn't feel cold, but most of the villagers went to the town to go to the market, and the village became less popular and more quiet.

This is the first time Zhang Xiaofan has walked out of the village in 300 years.His confinement period ended today, and a hundred years flew by, and time flew by. He still hadn't waited for Jing Yu, who was missing half of his soul, to find him, so he decided to go there in person, and he was bound to bring him back to Nanshan.

There are two roads out of the city. If you walk around the bamboo forest outside the city, the road is a bit far away.But thinking that crossing the bridge to the town on Qixi Festival will be overcrowded, Zhang Xiaofan hesitated again.Walking to the fork in the road, there was a lotus lantern hanging on the treetop by the side of the road. He smiled, thinking that this lantern seemed out of place.I also remembered what Huamei once said, every Tanabata, there are always young men and women who go to the river to put lanterns, some begging for children and marriage.Zhang Xiaofan's heart moved, he tiptoed, and he walked towards the stone road leading to the town.

Standing on the stone bridge and looking far away, the winding river is filled with all kinds of lanterns, and the flickering candlelight drifts slowly on the water, making the midsummer night more lively and warm.The men and women by the river carefully wrote down their wishes on the lamps with their pens. Some of them were spotted by others and stamped their feet in shame. Far.

Zhang Xiaofan walked casually, unknowingly he walked to the river.There are no vendors here, so it is much cleaner than the place at the foot of the bridge.His footsteps barely stopped by the water's edge, looking at the lanterns floating in front of him one by one seemingly bored.

Staring at the flickering lights and shadows in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Fragmented memories appeared in front of his eyes, but he couldn't piece them together into a complete picture.Until a gust of wind, mixed with the fragrance of lotus from the shallow water, blew out several lanterns floating on the water, and there were small exclamations from the shore.

Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses, looked down, a light colored paper lantern seemed to be stuck in front of the stone wall on the river bank at his feet, despite the gurgling water, he still couldn't move forward, the candlelight flickered tenaciously.He smiled, and knelt down to reach out to touch the lantern, but before his fingertips touched the fragile pulp, he was stopped by a soft shout from not far away.

——"Don't touch!"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, looked towards the source of the sound, but because of the bustling crowd, he couldn't see who the sound came from for a long time, and he didn't dare to easily touch the bright lamp with an owner.He lowered his head again to look at it, but his eyes were attracted by the vigorous inscription on the paper - the stroke was [-]% similar to his handwriting, but the "horizontal hook" was not as proficient and powerful as his writing, and there was even Some slope slightly up and to the right.

"Xiaofan..." He murmured in a low voice, but read out his name without thinking.

Not long after, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, Zhang Xiaofan turned to look, and a slender figure appeared in front of him against the dim lights on the bridge.He squatted on the spot and watched the young man bend down to pick up the lantern in front of him, only to realize that the wick had been extinguished before long.

He followed the people beside him to stand up, his eyes traced the smooth lines of his profile.

"Xiao Fan?" He stared at the side face and murmured in a low voice. The other party's fingertips stroking the lantern paused slightly, and then slowly raised his lowered eyebrows and eyes, and the bright yellow lights of the river were reflected by the spring water of Taoyuan.

"I—— am not Xiaofan."

"Jing Yu, I'm Xiao Fan."

Zhang Xiaofan's lips were trembling, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength to utter that familiar name from the tip of his tongue.His eyes and eyebrows were smudged by water vapor, but his lips and cheeks were full of frank joy.

Jing Yu stood opposite him, but remained silent all the time, the man's eyes lingered on his face, and his slightly constricted pupils overflowed with disbelief.After a long time, the lanterns on their fingertips fell softly on the stone bricks at their feet without making a sound.After a while, Zhang Xiaofan heard the loud noise coming from the man's chest through the thin fabric, hitting his body and eardrum again and again—deafening.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan..." Jing Yu repeated his name repeatedly as if tirelessly, as if he wanted to call him all the calls that had been left behind for hundreds of years.But they didn't know that hot tears fell on Zhang Xiaofan's cheeks and neck, scalding his skin sorely, but these powerful arms hugged him tightly, the strength seemed to crush him completely.

Zhang Xiaofan only felt pain all over his body, the pain spread all the way to his beating heart, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but burst into tears.

Another gust of breeze blew across the cheeks, and the lanterns in the creek were blown away again, and the exclamation of the crowd came from the bank again, probably because a few more candles were extinguished.The thin paper lantern that had just landed at their feet turned two somersaults on the bluestone bricks, fell to the river with a plop, lit a few times on the gurgling water, and then floated away in the midsummer breeze.

After a hundred years of spring and autumn, and several times of reincarnation, Qingyun Xianjun, who is unparalleled in the world, finally found half of the soul that had been carefully stored in the arms of the son of the Dragon King for more than 100 years, and returned to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

The next day, a torrential rain hit Nanshan, relieving the scorching heat that had lasted for many days.In the small village after the rain stopped, Huamei pushed open the door and looked up.A gorgeous rainbow hung horizontally under the bright sun, and for a moment she felt that the bright sunlight was too bright, so she squinted her eyes, and seemed to see those clear and clean eyes again in a trance.

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