It was a monk who prayed for the way of heaven, and his cultivation had reached the point of soaring.
Golden Immortal is complete.
According to the monks at this level, it is impossible for them to humble themselves to seek the way of heaven. They are authority and power, and they can take whatever they want.
But this male cultivator humbled himself into the mud.
When Rong Xian arrived, she was still thinking, could this person have some unspeakable hobby
For example, like the little fat man of Emperor Shen Ning, he likes the way of heaven or something.
Thinking of this, the smile on Rong Xian's face stopped, and the emotion in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
At present, she seems to be acting as an agent of Heavenly Dao.
In other words, she might be coveted.
Without waiting for Rong Xian to think about it, her eyes fell on the young monk sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
The cultivator is very handsome, his eyebrows are cold and noble, and he looks like a fairy in the clouds.
Seemingly sensing someone coming, he opened his eyes.
He clearly had a cold breath all over his body, but when he opened his eyes, he felt as if he saw apricot blossoms blooming in spring, the girl was throbbing like a flower, and he seemed to see a toddler learning to speak, his wife helping each other and watching the sea...
Rong Xian said in surprise, "There is love."
The cultivator nodded slightly and said, "I am the Taoist Lord of Love."
The moment he appeared calmly, he sensed the power of heaven in Rong Xian.
Rong Xian sat beside him casually, and asked curiously, "What do you want?"
The cultivator sighed and said helplessly, "I have practiced the Dao of Compassion all my life, and even became the Master of Dao of Compassion. I have tasted love, hate, hatred, and hatred, but I have never felt what it is like to love someone."
He moved a small sword on his wrist, which was small and exquisite, exuding a mysterious aura.
The cultivator stared blankly at Xiaojian and said, "In order to be able to taste the taste of loving someone, and to be full of love, I spent 50,000 years to open up the mortal scriptures into 3,000 small worlds and accommodate them in this magic weapon. ."
Rong Xian listened in a good time, but unexpectedly the cultivator said with a suffocated face: "I sealed my memory and reincarnated in a small world, and set myself as an ordinary person who died unexpectedly and got a chance. When traveling through the world, I can know the direction of the world in advance. All the girls I admire are placed by my reincarnated side."
Having said this, the monk's face turned blue and white: "I was reincarnated in the world where I had a fiancée, but I disliked my fiancée and dumped her. In the second world, there was a girl who liked me and chased after me, I thought it was a matter of course. However, I wholeheartedly thought that the girl who was so diligent must be a conspiracy to harm me. There is a childhood sweetheart in the third world, and I was stunned to think that it was my sister who even married someone out by herself.”
"In the fourth world, I am the emperor, and there is only one queen in the harem. The queen is my cousin. It stands to reason that she can cultivate a good relationship. Who knows that I have arranged her as a subordinate for the rest of my life. First Lady."
The corner of the monk's mouth twitched: "In the fifth world, I learned a lesson. Before I sealed my memory, I found a married identity. Who knew that after I passed, I focused on building the country and adopted an entire orphanage. My wife is the dean's mother, and she can't bear to divorce me."
Rong Xian listened to the monk talking about the tragedies of those worlds, and her eyes gradually became sympathetic.
How miserable this is, it is really single by strength.
When the monk finished talking about his reincarnated three thousand worlds, he couldn't help but feel sad: "Three thousand small worlds, I have never successfully talked about love."
"Later, in a fit of rage, I reversed the time. I thought that after the reincarnation I had the memories of my previous life, I would get along well with the girls I missed. Who knows..."
The cultivator sniffed, his previous cold temperament was completely gone: "Who knew that after reincarnation, I would devote my whole heart to national construction and abuse, and occasionally salted fish to raise children, and to single the three thousand worlds again."
Rong Xian: This is really #smelling sad listeners crying# ah.
Is this person insulated from the peach blossom luck
No, it's not because of fate, it's because there are too many operations, and I do it myself.
Rong Xian and the other cultivators calmed down, then coughed lightly, "I don't know what your Excellency should call you?"
The cultivator sighed, and now he looks like a cloud immortal again: "Remain immortal."
The most important thing is that the human world can't keep it, and the immortal bones pave the immortal road.
If you want to become an immortal, you have to prepare for the bones under your feet.
Liu Xian was ready, but he didn't expect to overturn the car in his own hands.
He was silent for a while, and then he said: "I would like to have a taste of love, and be full of love."
It is not clear whether he wants to experience love because he seeks the Tao, or because he is obsessed with seeking love.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Now he just wants to fulfill what his heart desires.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Rong Xian stood up and turned his palms, and the traces of fate all over his body formed a large net, shrouding the entire beings of the Middle Thousand Realms.
She found the fate line corresponding to Liuxian, and after careful observation for a while, she said, "It is enough that you can cultivate the Tao of Love to the present level. The Tao of Love is the threshold and doom of the Tao of Love. If you truly understand the way of love, if the way of love is perfect, you are likely to die as a martyr.”
Liu Xian sat up abruptly, with a mad obsession, and said, "The road to seeking the Tao cannot be tolerated by chance and omission."
This attitude is clearly expressed.
He looked at Rong Xian, his expression changed, and he said with a gentle face: "It doesn't matter if I die, everything I have is given by Heaven, and when I die, I will return my strength to Heaven."
This expression and tone, like a whisper in a lover's ear, are extremely intimate.
Rong Xian's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to scold this guy for being careful, he heard Liu Xian continue to say: "I have no father or mother. If I really want to die, what I leave behind should be filial to heaven."
Rong Xian's expression froze, she seemed to have heard something offensive to her just now.
Filial piety? !
Rong Xian's dark phoenix eyes stared straight at Liu Xian, her eyes full of reluctance.
She didn't want such an older son.
Liu Xian said sincerely: "Sir, this is my lifelong wish, please allow me."
Rong Xian was reluctant, but she agreed.
This person seems to be obsessed with obsession, and if he doesn't agree, he is afraid that something will happen.
Rong Xian said in a deep voice, "I answer you."
She reached out and grabbed Liu Xian, and a pale red silk thread fell into her hand.
"This is love, I will hold your love on me. What you have tasted is the most difficult thing in love, can't you please?" Rong Xian did not hide the slightest bit, and explained the matter clearly.
Liu Xian has no objection: "May."
If you can't ask for it, you can't ask for it, as long as you can understand what love is like, the result is not important.
Furthermore, he secretly glanced at Rong Xian, thinking that if his love affair with Tiandao had a result, he would not be able to live with it.
There is always the illusion of messing with the old father/mother.
As soon as Rong Xian folded her hands, she closed the blue silk.
She said lightly: "You can do your thing. If you solve the regret of this life, go to reincarnation. After reincarnation, everything should be as you wish."
Liu Xian looked happy, stood up and bowed to Rong Xian: "Thank you for your mercy."
He thought for a while, handed the small sword in his hand to Rong Xian, and said a little embarrassedly, "I hope you don't dislike it, this is my portable magic weapon, and I gave it to you to play with."
He has already got what he wanted, and the three thousand worlds are no longer needed.
If Lord Tiandao likes it, you can also go in and play.
Seeing Rong Xian taking the sword, Liu Xian turned around and disappeared on the top of the mountain.
With the cold wind blowing, Rong Xian was the only one left on this extremely high mountain.
Only then did she open her hand to stare at the love silk in her hand, chuckled softly, and said, "It turns out that I haven't killed him after 15,000 years. In addition to hatred, there is also promise to obstruct."
He can't die before he has tasted love. If she used to induce ambiguity, it was not a simple evil taste and use, and the entanglement in the shadows played a role in it, guiding some of her behaviors.
Interesting, so much fun.
She patted Xiaojin's head lightly, handed the sword to it, and said, "Take it to Huang'er, he is going to create an immortal dynasty, it must be useful."
At least the innocent subordinates have a place to choose.
Xiaojin opened his mouth and swallowed the small sword, which turned into a streamer and disappeared.
After seeing Xiao Jin disappear, Rong Xian sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
After a while, heavy snow fell here, covering up all traces.
PS: How should I put it, it’s not over yet, there are still some problems in Zhongqianjie, such as Ling Juncong and Jiudiji, such as Emperor Xia and Emperor Wei, such as the problem of Yaozu and Daqianjie, um, where else? If it is not written, you can check the omissions and fill in the gaps
(End of this chapter)