Five hundred years ago.
After the rain passed and the sky cleared, the Colorful Rainbow Bridge rose up on the horizon, and hundreds of birds in the sky flew to the Rainbow Bridge with joy, so the Rainbow Bridge was not seen, only the Magpie Bridge where the birds gathered.
Nine layers of emperor heaven, Jueyang Hall, Luan Xiangting Pavilion, without the slightest bondage of the spirit of the gods, just a peaceful and quiet pavilion, and the Salsana flowers on the surrounding Youtan trees slowly appeared. Looking from a distance, Luan Xiangting saw two people sitting against each other, one black and one white. The person in black, sitting right across, has a very good look. He holds a sunspot in one hand and a folding fan in the other. With a smile on his face, he always looks at the person on the opposite side. He can imagine that he is only eight feet tall. If he stands up, he will definitely It is Yushu Linfeng. The white-clothed person, who is slightly taller than the night, sits with his back facing each other, and only sees the black silk-like hair bun and the divergence on the snow-white shirt on the back. Without seeing his face, he can feel him. The lingering temperament of the whole body is unintended by the immortal gods, and it is suddenly three-foot-long.
As soon as the sunspot fell, the black-clothed man shook the folding fan in his hand, turned his head to look at the Utan tree outside the pavilion, and said leisurely: "Utan three thousand waits for one time, only waiting for Brahma. You have counted in this Juyang Palace I've been a few times with Salah flowers."
For a long time, I didn't hear the answer from the person on the other side. I saw a white child falling from the hand in the wide snow-white cuff.
Only then did the white-clothed man speak leisurely, and his voice was like this beautiful sun shining sky.
"I never counted, I can't remember."
The black-clothed man closed the folding fan in his hand and got up, stood by the pavilion and looked at the sky. He saw the Hongqiao where the birds gathered and said, "Look at the birds gathered today. This brahman flower is blooming. Something interesting must be happening. Come free. If nothing happens, we might as well join in the fun."
After speaking, he turned to look at the person who was still sitting in front of the chessboard.
Finally, the white-clothed man slowly stood up, his sleeves and tails fell as he got up, the white-clothed scorching, and finally he could see his face clearly. In this nine-fold emperor heaven, no one can be found better than him, nor can he find a face more indifferent than him, his eyes are like that foot of ice, which will never melt, even if he is looking so brilliant The warm rainbow, the salvation flower so joyful.
The Utan tree waited for three thousand years, just to wait for the Brahma flowers to bloom, but the flowers only withered immediately after they bloomed most brilliantly.
Standing black and white on the top of the cloud, the Jiuhua Mountain at the foot is no longer the mountain of fairy spirits, and the clouds are enveloped in darkness.
The person in black looked down at Jiuhua Mountain, with a folding fan in his hand swaying, and his tone was pity.
"The God Realm has been at ease for too long. This Jiuhua Mountain was originally a rare mountain of cultivating cultivators. Alas, it's a pity, but now it has become a place for demons to travel."
The person in white clothes beside him still has a cold face and a pair of cold eyes. No one knows what he is thinking at this time and what he sees in his eyes. But just as the person in black was about to turn his head to see what he said, he had quietly landed on the foot of Jiuhua Mountain from the clouds.
Not far away, a group of little monsters formed a circle, and in the circle was a spirit who was still shallow in practice. The little demons showed ridicule and malice, and from time to time you came and I attacked the spirit surrounded by them, seeming to use her as a playful entertainment.
"Hmph, we are here prepared, no one will come to rescue you today even if you break your throat." One of the little demon in the lead snorted and said to Ling.
"No need to talk nonsense with her, we only need to hand over what she has." Another little demon answered.
The little demon who took the lead said with a vicious expression: "It's not that easy to let her go. Today I will not only get things, but also teach her some lessons." After that, a group of demon attacked the little spirit.
After all, he was outnumbered, and within a few strokes, Xiao Ling was knocked to the ground.
The man in black followed and fell to the foot of Jiuhua Mountain. He didn't expect to see such a scene just after he settled down. Hehe, it's been a long time since I saw such a thing of bullying too much, and it aroused his heart to help the weak. interest.
The man in black looked at the lively scene not far away and said: "I said why you disappeared in a blink of an eye, but you always like to watch such a lively scene."
"But I know you won't help, so let me do it."
After speaking, he was ready to move, ready to take action to save the little spirit.
But I didn’t want to make a move. The people around me hit the group of little monsters a few miles away with a light wave of their hands. The little spirit who had been rescued for no reason fell to the spot in surprise, looking around, one sheet The clean face also had an expression of fear. And the person in black was even more surprised. He would never see through this person who played cards completely unreasonably, even if they had known each other for tens of thousands of years.
"Your savior is here."
While talking, the person in black had already arrived in front of Xiaoyu. He respected his lower body and looked closely at Xiaoyu, who was still lying on the ground, with a smile on his face.
Xiaoyu had never seen such a special person, who looked good, and was completely different from the demon spirit she had seen in her daily life. The man in black wanted to look at her carefully, but didn’t want her to be cleaned by her, and his clear eyes were touched, so he said to the person on the side: "Feng Yang, I can see the little spirit you saved. I like it. Look at her eyes, they are black like a pearl. Their appearance is much better than that of the disciples under my seat."
Xiaoyu only saw the people on this side, but he couldn't leave his sight with just a touch. If people in black are beautiful and special, then people in white are the most beautiful and special. Although his face was indifferent and unsmiling, his eyes were like those feet of ice, but she was reluctant to blink, just staring blankly. But when she met Feng Yang's eyes, she felt hot even though it was cold.
"Thanks, thank you. You saved me." Xiaoyu lowered his head after seeing Feng Yang's eyes, seeming at a loss, just bit his lip and said thank you softly.
The black-clothed man stood up, said with a little jealousy, pretending to be sad: "Xiao Ling'er's voice is also like Xiao Huang Ying, but you see Feng Yang and you don't have me in your eyes. You can't judge people by their appearance when you are young. it is good."
Xiaoyu seemed at a loss because of his words, her face was reddish, as if she was shy about talking about the main thing, she didn't dare to look up, she seemed to feel the coldness.
The black-clothed man shook the folding fan, and then said: "But I like you in my heart, so why don't you follow me back to Kunlun Mountain and put you under my seat. How about becoming a fairy in the future?"
It seemed that he had made up his mind to accept Xiao Yu, and it was obvious that his words didn't seem to touch Xiao Yu, so he revealed his identity again.
"Although I am not as long as Feng Yang, I am not inferior to him in terms of net worth. Feng Yang has not many disciples under his seat, and I have never included disciples in the room. I also wear an ice face on weekdays. It is very boring. Everyone is afraid of him. . But I’m different, Kunlun Mountain knows it, it’s a million times better than this Jiuhua Mountain, and I’m the master of Kunlun Mountain, Ziyi Lizi, you followed me back to Kunlun Mountain, and I was my third disciple who entered the room. I’m the only female disciple."
Xiaoyu naturally knows Kunlun Mountain, but at that time, the fairyland, is it not she who can step into the little spirits, Lei Zi, one of the six remaining gods in the Nine-fold Emperor Heaven, wants to worship him. There were countless people coming down, and she raised her head to answer somehow, keeping her eyes on the corner of the white clothes. Before Xiaoyu had time to answer, the mountain suddenly shook, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Feng Yang's figure with his back facing him, his eyes looking in the direction of Jiuzhong Emperor Tian.
"What's the matter." There was a solemn expression in the words of Jie Lizi, and the smiling face did not smile.
"Heaven Clock." Feng Yang murmured.
"Let's go back." Feng Yang turned his face and said to Jie Lizi, and when the words fell, he had reached the cloud.
"Xiao Ling'er, Master has important things to deal with now. If you want to come to Kunlun Mountain, you should bring this folding fan. If you see the folding fan, someone will bring you to see me. Remember." Yen Lizi smiled. Laughing, he put the folding fan in his hand into Xiaoyu's hand, and then jumped into the cloud, disappearing.