Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Su Xuanji did not wait for Rong Tingfang, but waited for Yan Buxiao who was with Rong Tingfang.Su Xuanji still remembered what Yu Qiuyuan had said to him, so he was careful not to ask Rong Tingfang to go to him.

Rong Tingfang only felt that Su Xuanji was a little strange, so he glanced at him several times, and when he arrived at the Golden Light Summit, he was moved and wanted to go to the courtyard where Yu Qiuyuan used to live.

Su Xuanji felt relieved, and thought, it's nothing for you to go here, as long as you don't go to his room, and you don't see Yu Qiuyuan, everything will be fine.Even if you want the bodhi tree in the senior brother's courtyard at this moment, I will cut one for you.

Just as he was stepping in, Yan Buxiao suddenly turned around.

"Huiren?"

They are going to Su Xuanji's residence.

Su Xuanji was taken aback, and quickly chased after him. Yan Buxiao's sword was the fastest sword in the world, even the fire from Purgatory Valley couldn't catch up to him, let alone Su Xuanji.In the blink of an eye, Yan Buxiao disappeared from Su Xuanji's eyes.

These two people didn't know what was wrong, and they wanted to go to Su Xuanji's residence one after the other.Rong Tingfang just looked back, and instead of catching up, stepped into the small courtyard one step at a time.

This is the place where Yu Qiuyuan lives in Penglai, and he has been there twice. There is a pond here, full of fat fish, but Yu Qiuyuan is very petty, and he doesn't want to let him catch it.I don't know if it tastes good or not.

There is also a bodhi tree here, if he hadn't touched this tree last time and hadn't picked up a bodhi seed, when would he know about Sanadao.Can he and Yu Qiuyuan just continue to waste time in this way?

Thinking of this, Rong Tingfang walked to the Bodhi tree.

There was a person sitting under the tree, with lowered eyes, his face was very familiar.

Rong Tingfang's heart skipped a beat, he strode forward and stretched out his hand, but it turned out to be cold and lifeless.He was in a daze at the time, but a voice said, "Don't worry, he is not human."

Nonsense, of course he is not a human being, he is clearly a bird.

Rong Tingfang turned her head quickly, and a young sweeping disciple stood there.He looked at it coldly and didn't say much.He just turned around and continued to look at Yu Qiuyuan.Rong Tingfang found it strange that Yu Qiuyuan was obviously locked in the Demon Realm by him, and no one could release him.How did this slip out?

Bodhi said: "He is not the real Tianfeng, but a puppet mixed with Tianfeng's essence and blood."

Another puppet.

Rong Tingfang got angry when he heard the word "spiritual puppet", and even more angry when he saw the "spiritual puppet" motionless.Out of sight, he stood up, flipped his left hand, and held the keel whip in his palm.Su Xuanji knew Rong Tingfang very well, and after he was sure it wasn't a real person, he wanted to chop it into pieces.

Bodhi stopped him: "No!"

Rong Tingfang slashed at him with a flick of the whip——

"You blocked the deity several times, do you think the deity is very patient?"

However, after a whip, there were only falling leaves in front of his eyes, and there were no people there.Who is so fast, just when Rong Tingfang was suspicious, he was slapped on the shoulder.When he turned around, he whipped—the leaves were flying, and a whip mark on the bodhi tree could be seen deep in its wood.The sweeping disciple himself stood on the bodhi tree.

Rong Tingfang frowned, and flew into claws to catch——

But he was gently pushed by the sweeping disciple.

"Yinlong, just open your eyes and have a look."

Although Bodhi's hand was light, Rong Tingfang seemed to have no strength, and staggered forward.After such a fall, he raised his head suddenly, only to find that there was a person in front of him, who was Wen Renxiao whom he was looking for.

The young man's eyes were as blue as the sea, and he smiled at him: "My lord, I have found you, and I finally lived up to the trust of the tree ancestor." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bodhi tree.

There is nothing in the first place, but it is the dust caught in the world of mortals.

Rong Tingfang was still in a daze, but a bright pearl fell into his hands.Once it was in Rong Tingfang's hands, Rong Tingfang felt very kind.He knew it was his without even asking.Now that the matter has come to this, what is wrong with Rong Tingfang to understand.The moment he held the dragon ball, his heart was surging, a feeling he had never felt before——

Outside Penglai, the disciples patrolling the sea suddenly noticed that clouds formed in the sky, gathering clouds to form rain, causing thunder and whistling wind.

The water in the South China Sea is churning——

Bodhi said: "You still have a choice. Whether you want it or not."

Rong Tingfang's eyes flickered, and he swallowed the dragon ball without hesitation.

"It should be mine, it's mine!"

God can't stop him!

From Yinlong's death under the thunder to Rong Tingfang's birth, he has not seen this dragon ball for thousands, eight hundred years.What followed was not only the power that one should have as a three-tailed silver dragon, but also the past—including the battlefield that Rong Tingfang had only seen as a bystander.

The last time the sky thunder struck him before his eyes, this time the sky thunder struck his heart, and it brought back the bone-piercing pain he suffered at that time.Rong Tingfang is not heartless, nor does she lack love.

But all the love and hate are left in the past.

Now that Dragon Ball is back, love and hate Taotian.

Including those things that even Yu Qiuyuan didn't know——

They returned it together.

Yan Buxiao broke into Su Xuan's computer room and saw Fu Huairen lying on the bed.

He hurried over to help Fu Huairen up: "Huairen."

Su Xuanji who followed in was greatly surprised, he said, "Where is Senior Brother?"

"Boss Fu, have you met Master Yu?"

Fu Huairen had a headache, pointed outside: "Go out."

Su Xuanji went out in a hurry, but he saw that there was a big storm in the sky, and a silver dragon went straight to the sky, heading all the way to the South China Sea.Every time it passes by, the wind and cloud will disperse to clear the way for it.When the thunder light hit it, it didn't hurt or itch.It is the most powerful warrior in the world, as long as ten thousand scales.It should have been the ancestor of the demon world.

"Mystery."

Su Xuanji turned around, but there was someone in Bodhi's arms.

It was 'Yu Qiuyuan'.

Bodhi handed 'Yu Qiuyuan' to Su Xuanji, took a step back, and folded his palms together.After reciting the name of the Dharma, he said: "From now on, Jinguangding will depend on you. I will go first." Step by step, he retreated until he retreated under the Bodhi tree.

"Elder?" Su Xuanji watched in astonishment as Bodhi closed his eyes and stretched out his body. His face instantly aged, and he actually dispelled his body that had reached the Dao.His spirit scattered and merged into the bodhi tree.Since then, the tree has a soul and support.Even if the Phoenix is ​​not there, the bodhi tree will live the same life as Penglai.Today, he shouldered the important task of protecting Penglai for Fenghuang——

The body is outside the world, but the heart is in the world of mortals.

Bodhi is also talking about himself.

The dragon balls, dragon bones and dragon souls gather together, and the three-tailed silver dragon reappears in the world.

This time Rong Tingfang completely remembered why he came to this world.

Once in the sky and the earth, it was rumored that a silver dragon would be born in the sky and the earth. It would be enchanted by the body of the sky dragon.Fear of a catastrophe.This dragon was not born in the sky or on the ground, but was born in Yunmeng Fanjing.

It is the earliest birth form among thousands of demon spirits, the ancestor of demon spirits.

The silver dragon was not a dragon at the beginning, it was just a cloud of aura, listening to Basara's lectures with other demon spirits.They all live in Yunmeng Fanjing.There are nine heavens above, and there is a world below, with clouds and dreams in the middle, created by Basara.There are only flowers blooming like brocades, no disputes, no noise.

Basara talked to them about heaven and earth, people and gods.

Back then there were only humans and gods.

Gods are born, and people can become immortals if they cultivate the Dao.

The other demon spirits were fascinated by what they heard, and it was also fascinated. When Basara finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and let them go to play, but it didn't go away. It just circled around Basara, pestering him to talk about other things.

"What is a man?"

"Man has the seven emotions and six desires, and is a creature living on the earth."

"Is Basara a human being?"

"I'm not." Basara walked in front, his clothes fluttered like clouds in the sky, brushing against it, although it had no form, it felt itchy on its face, so it walked around a bit and followed up .

"Aren't you human?"

Basara smiled and said, "You see what I am, and I am what I am."

The demon spirit has no aesthetics yet, and it has never seen other people, it has only seen Basara.

"I think you look better than the colorful ones on the ground."

"That's a flower."

"It's also prettier than the ones floating in the sky."

"That's called a cloud."

"Then do you look better than the people on the ground?"

Basara picked some flowers and asked it back: "What is beautiful? Do you know what is beautiful?"

Demon spirits don't know what is good or not.It thought about what Basara once taught, and there were some rhetoric in it. Although it didn't understand it, it was okay to use it to answer now. "I think--"

"Everywhere I look at you makes me happy. I want to be with you and never leave you. No matter what you look like, whether it's a flower, a cloud, or a person on the ground. I I like them all. I think they look good."

This is good looking.

It has seven emotions and six desires before it is born in one place, first it has a heart, and it is moved by emotion.

Thus turned into a human being.

"Basara." The demon spirit in human form gathered all the spirits in the world, looked at himself with hands and feet, and smiled very touchingly, which burned Basara's heart.He asked, "Do you think I look good like this?"

"..." Basara looked at him and said for a long time, "It looks good."

Flowers are not as good as it, clouds are not as good as it, and thousands of demon spirits are not as good as it.

The garden is full of fragrance.

Posala said: "You are the first person to transform here. I will accept you as my disciple and call you Rong Tingfang. What do you think?"

Rong Tingfang didn't care: "As long as Basara likes it."

"You have to call me Master now."

Since then, Yunmeng Fanjin has one more person.

Follow Basara up and down, and teach thousands of demon spirits with Basara.

One day, Basara came back, but Rong Tingfang was not found.

But suddenly a dragon jumped out of the clouds.

Silver scales, three small tails dangling, and four sharp claws that can scratch all spiritual things in the world.It swallowed a cloud, spit out a circle of clouds at Posara, and then laughed loudly: "Basara, are you scared by me?"

Basara stood there blankly, not making a sound for a long time.

Yinlong laughed for a long time, seeing that Posara was not moving, he quickly flew down and took human form.The clouds are the embellishment on his forehead, and the stars are in his eyes.Walking with the wind, hurrying to come, holding Basara's hand: "Are you really scared?"

Basara recovered and smiled.

"Yes. Don't be so reckless in the future."

"I just find it more powerful that way."

"Wei Meng does not refer to the appearance, but the heart."

"...Basara."

"Ok?"

Yinlong rolled his eyes: "You are really long-winded."

Basara knocked on him: "Call Master."

Since that day.Yinlong found that something was wrong with Basara, and he spent less time in Yunmeng Fanjin.Every time I have to go to the sky, every time I go, I have a sullen face.Rong Tingfang couldn't find out why.Some little demon spirits asked him: "What's the matter with Basara, does he not want us?"

"Let's go, don't talk nonsense." After driving away the little demon spirit, Rong Tingfang felt uneasy.

Until Basara came back one day and pulled Rong Tingfang to the Tianhe River: "If something happens in the future, if Yunmeng Fanjin can no longer live, can you promise me to take care of them?" He pointed, In Tianhe, the underground is as prosperous as brocade, no worse than the sky.Said, "It's good here, too."

Rong Tingfang didn't understand, so he asked, "Aren't you with us?"

Basara said: "I was born in chaos, and I am different from you. If I want to leave, I have to say goodbye to the people in the sky."

"Do you have to say goodbye?"

"That's right." Basara looked at his ignorant eyes and stroked the top of his head, "Didn't many demon spirits think you look mighty and brave? If you educate them well, you will be their boss. From then on, they all listen to you. The people on the earth like dragons very much, and they can spread clouds and rain for them."

"Then you must come." But when Basara was about to leave, Rong Tingfang took his hand, "I will wait for you. If you don't come, I will go to heaven to find you."

Basara nodded: "Okay."

"You can't lie to me."

"I won't lie to you." Basara winked at him, "I'll lie to them."

Lie to those people in the sky.

He went for nine days under Rong Tingfang's gaze.

Rong Tingfang looked at Basara, he was dressed in red, and he looked very good when he was flying, like - like a kind of bird.Rong Tingfang heard from Posala that the bird is called Phoenix, which can ignite an inextinguishable fire of life, and it is very auspicious.Rong Tingfang thought, if he is a dragon, Basara is a phoenix.Then they are made for each other.

Anyway, Basara said that he was born of chaos, and he is what he sees in his heart.Rong Tingfang thought for a while about what a natural couple is, they are born to stand together, to hold hands, to pick flowers and ride clouds together.He couldn't help but smile, feeling happy in his heart.

He went from having a heart, having a love, to understanding love.

But Rong Tingfang did not wait for Basara.

He waited for Tianhuo and Tianshi.

The burning stone smashed into Yunmeng Fanjing, and the demon spirit fled in all directions.

Rong Tingfang originally wanted to go to the sky to find Basara, but those unformed demon spirits were hit by stones, and they disappeared with a scream, and the world was gone.In his panic, he remembered that Basara had told him to take good care of them.He looked at the sky, gritted his teeth, and took them to the ground.Tianshi fell all the way from Yunmeng Fanjin to the ground, making a big hole in the ground.

Where are the demon spirits so easy to manage? Once they landed on the ground, they ran around and scattered all over the continent.Rong Tingfang could only settle down with the group that followed him.He found a place with water on the ground, which was relatively remote, but fortunately, it was quiet and had enough spiritual energy to successfully transform these demon spirits.

One, two, three, four, more and more dragons followed Rong Tingfang.

Rong Tingfang never waited for Basara.

"Boss, Basara doesn't want us?"

"What nonsense." Rong Tingfang drove them away as usual, thinking about it was not a pleasure.He told Basara that if Basara did not come back, he would go to heaven to find someone.Rong Tingfang has been waiting for so long, before Basara came, his patience was exhausted.Besides, he also misses Yunmeng Fanjin, the place where he was born.

The world calls this hometown.

After Rong Tingfang settled his group, he went to heaven.

When Rong Tingfang returned to Yunmeng Fanjin, the place was already a mess, no clouds, no flowers, no Milky Way.Because the demon spirit does not even have a body when it is dead, so there is no trace of the original except for the scorched blackness.Rong Tingfang stepped on the scorched earth, and suddenly saw two people in front of him.He was overjoyed and thought it was Basara, so he chased after him.

But I heard them saying: "It's a pity for Basara, I would rather die in the fire of the sky than protect a demon spirit."

"That's right. It wasn't him who was hit by the sky fire. If he didn't take it all on his own, he wouldn't—"

Rong Tingfang was stunned.

"There are too many demon spirits, and thousands of consciousnesses are born. I'm afraid it will be a disaster. Don't you understand? He also came out of chaos. He neither came to the sky nor went to the ground, but he had to interact with these spirits every day. Together. Tell me, does he really want to cultivate them into his confidants, so that they can go to heaven?"

"Whether you rebel or not, the sky didn't punish him, he resisted the fire of the sky himself. He still doesn't repent."

"Forget it, those demon spirits are running around in the world now, and there aren't many left, so just let them—"

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a roar, and when he looked back, a majestic silver dragon with four sharp claws had already grabbed his chest.The sharp claws of the three-tailed silver dragon can catch all creatures in the world.The two of them were arrested on the spot and dispersed their souls.

Yinlong was still dissatisfied, and roared towards Jiutian——

Since then, the world has responded to that sentence.

Yunmeng gives birth to demons, turns bones into demons——

It has not yet melted into bones, and has not yet become a demon, it has already brought disaster to the world.

But it failed to fly for nine days, and was pinned to the ground.

The Valley of Purgatory created by the earth fire imprisoned the silver dragon who defied the sky.

"There are too many demon spirits, and the world is not fair. Basara insisted on going his own way, disobeying the destiny, and it was a crime of dereliction of duty. He did not regret until he died, resisted the fire of heaven, and exchanged a glimmer of life for you. You don't know how to be grateful, but dare to be rebellious heart of--"

What hurts is not the scorched skin and cracked bones on the body burned by the flint, but the words of condemnation.Yinlong was locked in the Flint, like a cage, he couldn't get out, and he couldn't move.The whole body is like a fire, and the heart is like a fire.In the long dark years, only the portrait of Yunmeng Fanjin in the past can bring him some comfort.

In the ups and downs of the world, he was moved, fell in love, understood love, tasted hardship, and knew hatred.

Then in the bitterness and hatred, longing is born.

He misses Yunmeng Fanjin and wants to see Basara——

Even if you ask him to pay everything.

Yinlong took out two jade plates from his bosom.When he came down from Yunmeng Fanjin, he brought a lot of books, which Basara loved to read.Yinlong thought, if Basara came, these books would be enough to pass the time.

These two jade plates are used by Basara for daily prayers, to pray for the peace of the world.

He followed Basara's practice in his memory.

He bit his finger, dripping blood.

I want him to live.

It is admired by all people.

Enjoy the glory.

Even if he suffers from the punishment of God forever.

Just let me see him—

Among the clouds, Rong Tingfang finally understood in the pain of past events flooding into his mind.What Basara is in his heart is what it is.At the beginning, he was a dragon, and he felt that the dragon and the phoenix were suitable, so Basara became a phoenix.Later, he became a demon, and the fairy and the devil faced each other, and he became a fairy of Penglai in the midst of Tianfeng.

According to his wishes, the sacrificial technique told him to meet the person he missed.

But paid the price.

Ask Rong Tingfang to meet each other but not to know each other, to love each other but not to stay together.

Call him - there is no one who wants to love, but no heart to love.

It turned out that he was not born ruthless.

Rong Tingfang didn't understand until now why Bai Shiwei said it before he died. "One day, you will think of me, and then you will regret it." Because the other sacrificial plate had been broken by his own hands.He can no longer wish.He also guessed that after Bai Shiwei got half a dollar, he couldn't wait to make a wish, so he ended up with nothing left.

But there was one sentence, Bai Shiwei was wrong.

Rong Tingfang's fate has never been determined by others!

God forbid him, he wants to live!Live gloriously and let the horned dragon become the leader of thousands of scales!

God doesn't want him to love Basara, he wants to love it!Even if God's punishment is imposed on him, he must make a way out!

Yu Qiuyuan tried every means in the Demon Realm Hall, but he couldn't break the formation set up by Rong Tingfang.For thousands of years, they really know each other too well.Rong Tingfang dared to leave, so he knew that Yu Qiuyuan would not be able to escape.

In desperation, his eyes fell on the desk.

There was a half sacrificial plate left by Rong Tingfang.

Hao Lianfeng stood outside the hall, thinking in his heart how he would face Yu Zhenren if he saw him—leaving Penglai without authorization like this, and showing Rong Tingfang some memories that made him run away without even a shadow ——

Just thinking like this, suddenly there was a sharp Fengming.This was a warning from the same clan——Hao Lianfeng's heart tightened, and he took two steps back, when he heard a loud bang, a big bright red phoenix bird ignited the phoenix fire and burst out.

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