I will bury the gods

Chapter 421 The First Fairy

(This chapter is a bit small, a new chapter will be added later, don’t wait, get up early and read it)

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Lin Shouxi had read Gong Ying's notes.

More than 300 years have passed, although Gong Ying's name is rarely mentioned by Shenshan, there is no doubt that this girl has been a genius since she was a child, but a genius like her has been in seclusion for hundreds of years, but she has not been able to break through. The shackles of the environment.If it weren't for the calamity of the real country, she doesn't know how many years she will be trapped in the half-step human god.

Chu Miao is also a legend of the generation, but in the 200 years since she completed her revenge, she has never been able to take the last half step of the human god realm.

The goddesses of the Holy Soil Temple are famous all over the world, but the price for them to become gods is to become sword slaves.

Throughout the ages, there have been many great immortals who became the third-level fairyland before the age of 30, but most of them, even if they died, could not surpass their 30-year-old self.Premature wisdom in cultivation often confuses people, and the real touchstone is the great avenue and natural moat in the realm of the gods.

When Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were chatting, they mentioned this matter.

"Not quite."

Mu Shijing was changing clothes behind the screen. While listening, she said calmly: "Sometimes, the fairyland can also become a great moat."

Mu Shijing has never been able to pass through the ashen tomb and reach the immortal. Lin Shouxi often jokingly called her "the great power of Yuan Chi Realm". There was no turmoil in my heart when I was teasing... After all, the number one Yuanchi Realm in the world is also number one in the world!

"Could it be that you are already halfway to the human god, ready to hit the final pass of the human god realm?" Mu Shijing asked again.

"not yet."

Lin Shouxi said honestly: "But it should have happened in the past few years."

"That's right... so fast." Mu Shijing sighed.

She could feel the rapid progress of Lin Shouxi's realm. At first, when Lin Shouxi dealt with her, he would fight her. More and more understatement, from two hands to one, and gradually reduce the number of fingers.

Now, it's even reached the point where 'a mere Taoist saint can be destroyed with a flick of a finger'.

Mu Shijing would feel wronged in the past, and even questioned Lin Shouxi: "If this continues, will I only be your furnace?"

Lin Shouxi told her categorically that Yuanchi Realm couldn't make a furnace, so she could feel at ease.

After Mu Shijing listened to it, he was like a little tiger that had blown its fur, arguing with him for a long time. Lin Shouxi coaxed her for several days, not only giving the example of Xianyuan's 600-year cultivation in vain, but also telling her that no matter what, in the Taoist sect Among them, you are better than Xiaobai Zhu.

Now, Mu Shijing has been relieved, and claims to be a 'private visit to the Yuan Chi Realm'.

She changed her clothes behind the screen and dressed herself. The candlelight illuminated the elegant screen crimson, and the girl projected a gently swaying fairy shadow on it. , she is still graceful and beautiful, every strand is full of youthful elasticity, and is dyed with mysterious and coquettish meaning in the antique atmosphere.

The ancients said that three years of pain and seven years of itch, Mu Shijing did not understand this, they are like glue every day, inseparable, years of weathering, on the contrary, they are more tender and sweet.

Of course, Mu Shijing didn't admit the so-called "marriage made in heaven". In words, Lin Shouxi was still an old enemy who would be defeated by her sooner or later and trampled under her feet.

"We have lived here for many years." Mu Shijing said.

"Ah."

"How many years?"

At first, Mu Shijing would write the word "positive" on Lin Shouxi's body to count the days, but after she was forced to do the opposite, she abandoned this strategy.The four seasons change, spring goes and autumn comes, although Lin Shouxi can express the changes of the four seasons in the form of murals, but as time goes by, Mu Shijing can't remember how many springs, summers, autumns and winters she has lived.

Lin Shouxi is her calendar.

"I don't remember too well either." Lin Shouxi smiled.

"Don't lie to me, you must remember." Mu Shijing turned towards Xiuyan, looked at him, and asked, "Ten years? Or 20 years?"

Lin Shouxi was silent.

Mu Shijing snorted softly, and didn't ask any more questions except for saying 'boring gourd'.

Indeed many years...

Over the years, she has done many things besides practicing.

She has practiced her superb piano, chess, calligraphy and painting skills to the peak, and has personally developed many novel musical instruments and stationery utensils. Not only that, she also built a snow and ice fortress in the snowy sea of ​​the underground palace. Coral builds the Dragon Palace with bricks.

In addition, she was originally very repulsed by the utensils purchased in Youting Yaju, but gradually, she not only realized the fun here, but even based on this, she developed many completely different treasure utensils.

It was an intoxicating and unbearable time, which made her even confused for a time, whether it was people dominating the utensils, or the utensils were dominating people. To this day, every time Mu Shijing recalls it, her pearly and exquisite toes are still the same. Can't help curling up.

It was also during that time that Lin Shouxi had mastered the art of refining the cauldron to great success.

Lin Shouxi is a genius in cultivating Taoism, but even though he has already mastered the art of refining cauldrons, the method of refining alchemy of the Holy King of Jiuming is still just at the beginning.

At the beginning, Mu Shijing helped him to break through the cauldron fire from emptiness to paleness, but just having the pale cauldron fire is not enough, he must have a matching state.

Only the most powerful pale cauldron fire and realm can give birth to the real sun, otherwise, like the master of Renzhi Palace, even if he spends his whole life, he will only refine a ray of flame of the Nine Ming Sage King.

If you can't cultivate the human spirit, everything is empty talk.

"Aren't you confident?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Before breaking through the bottleneck of the Human God Realm, no one dares to say that he will definitely be able to break through." Lin Shouxi replied.

"In other words, this is a matter of luck?"

"perhaps."

"Then your luck is very good." Mu Shijing said: "How can a person with bad luck marry such a good wife?"

Mu Shijing thought that he was going to refute Lin Shouxi, but after thinking about it, he said, "Yes, how can I have a woman like Shi Jing by my side, I'm afraid that I will use my luck to find a Taoist partner up."

"Today is very self-aware." Mu Shijing said.

Lin Shouxi smiled.

The smile quickly subsided again.

"I might be in retreat for a while," he said.

"Oh."

Mu Shijing said coldly: "Isn't it common to practice Taoism and retreat, why is your tone so serious?"

"It may take months, or even years." Lin Shouxi said again.

"Oh, what do you mean by that? It sounds like I can't live without you." Mu Shijing said angrily, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

Done.

Mu Shijing just changed his clothes and walked out slowly from behind the screen.

The girl's bare jade feet stepped on the ground softly, and the thin gold chains tied on her ankles were decorated just right. Her smooth jade legs were completely exposed, and her clothes were made of translucent tulle, which could almost hang down over the hips. The gauze skirt is embroidered with antique dark patterns, but it is too faint, even the waterfall-like hair is more like clothes than this white skirt.On the girl's neck, there is even a light golden collar as decoration, and the inlaid bells sway with a crisp sound.

Lin Shouxi stared at it for a long time.

"It's beautiful," he said.

Mu Shijingyu's legs were staggered, her waist and hips were swinging, and the black velvet tail hanging from the back of her skirt also swayed in a smart rhythm.

She hugged Lin Shouxi's neck and kissed him softly for a while, then, a sly light flashed in the girl's black eyes, and she said: "It's not easy to cultivate Taoism, since we are going to the final journey, my sister will bow down Gui, come and practice for you."

full of pathos.

after that.

Lin Shouxi went to retreat.

Mu Shijing was sitting alone in her boudoir playing the piano. Amidst the sound of the piano, she suddenly smiled faintly. She got up and wiped off all the murals on the wall. She picked up a brush and replaced them with ice and snow.

……

……

Outside the undead snowfield, the cold wind whimpered endlessly.

This year's wind is surprisingly strong, but the wall of the snow mountain is like a real boundary, blocking all the wind outside.

The seal remains the same, and the gray tomb remains the same.

It no longer disturbed human beings, but it was like a pool of truly stagnant water, unable to make any ripples by itself.

Over the years, Zhenguo has been rebuilt.

Many ancient forces such as the Holy Tree Court and the Dragon Master Hall have become dust of history, and a sect called "Daomen" rose suddenly many years ago, and now it is firmly seated at the head of the Thirteen Spiritual Sects.

The identity of the head of the Taoist sect is extremely mysterious. The world only knows that it is a woman, but no one has ever seen her true face.

At the same time, the Taoist sect also has a seat for the saintess, but the saintess of this Taoist sect is a vain seat, and no one is competent so far.

In short, the catastrophe has passed, and the rebuilt Zhenguo has gradually recovered its former prosperity. People are obsessed with cultivating Taoism, and rarely mention the Lord of the Gray Tomb.

The same is true of the sacred mountain far away on the other side of the earth.

Both human civilizations are at peace.

God mountain.

wilderness.

In an unremarkable village.

"In the 170 and [-]th year of the Emperor's calendar, the black-scaled monarch broke into the city and fought with His Majesty. After waking up, His Majesty left the city with his sword in his hands, and then cut the wave of consciousness, blocking it from the wall of the gods. This battle laid a solid foundation for the peaceful development of Shenshan in the next hundred years..."

In the barren village store, a girl named Qu Ling held a book in her hand, and she was thinking about it.

"Okay, okay, don't memorize it, we followed Zhan Xiesi out of the city to kill Xie Chong, and finally came out, so you can stop for a while."

Next to him, a young man in gray interrupted coldly.

"Slay the evil and return to the evil. After the evil is finished, you will return to the mountain. The exam will be held in less than a month. The history of Shenshan is an extremely important subject. It’s okay if you don’t memorize it well. Hey, Wang Shishan, don’t you want to take the final exam again? One?" Qu Ling said angrily, "If you fail in the exam again, I won't help you to plead with Master."

"Master..."

The boy named Wang Shishan shuddered when he heard the word 'Master'.

They are all disciples of Shenshou Mountain.

And their master is a very famous Bingshan Fairy in Shenshou Mountain. Many disciples who joined her sect regretted it. There is no other reason, but this Bingshan Fairy is too "cruel" and she is extremely strict with her disciples. , except Qu Ling, a well-behaved girl who worked hard since she was a child, everyone else complained endlessly.

"Yeah, master is so beautiful, why is he so fierce?" The disciple beside him also interjected.

"Master is for our own good. Master always believes that the disaster is far from over. She has strict requirements on us now, hoping that we can not only protect ourselves in the future, but also contribute to the human race." Qu Ling explained seriously.

Others ignored Qu Ling's exhortation, they heard Qu Ling recite this history, instead they discussed some "interesting stories" with great interest.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, a goddess in a green skirt descended from the sky on the wall of the gods, and that goddess in a green skirt is the key to stopping the god of tides... Hey, many people have seen it with their own eyes. If you don't believe me, go ask yourself elder."

"The goddess in the green skirt... Well, I also heard that this goddess is related to our Shenshou Mountain, but she disappeared later, and some people guessed that she died in battle."

Qu Ling had also heard about this.

But such a thing as a goddess descending from heaven to protect the human race sounds too absurd and bizarre, more like it only happens in myths and legends.Official history has no record of this.

Qu Ling was still thinking wildly, but the topic of the disciples turned to Rufeng, and it was already on other people.

"It is said that at that time, there was a mountain owner in Shenshou Mountain, who also mysteriously disappeared later."

"The one surnamed Lin... I've heard it too. It's said that he was a thief who got the jade seal of Shenshan by chance. Later, when Shenshan was in disaster, he fled overnight with the seal in his arms. return."

"Well, my parents also said the same thing. Hmph, this incident reminds us that we must be down-to-earth in doing things. Even if a person who deceives the world and the world is lucky enough to get luck, he will not be able to grasp it."

Listening to their chat, Qu Ling, who has always been good-tempered, suddenly frowned, stood up, and shouted: "Shut up!"

The disciples were taken aback by her sudden scolding.

"Junior Sister Qu, what's wrong with you?" someone asked.

"Shanzhu Lin is a good man."

Qu Ling kept a stern face, and then added: "Master said."

The disciples fell silent.

In the school, Master did say more than once that the world has misunderstood Lin Shanzhu. Lin Shanzhu is a very good person and has done many great things.But the disciples didn't believe it, because they also heard something else from the elders, for example, back then, their master had a good relationship with the mountain master, and they were suspected lovers...

"That's just the words of the master's family." The disciple said in a good voice: "If Lin Shanzhu is really a good person, why should he run away with a guilty conscience? The immortal masters of Shenshou Mountain are all sensible people. I believe that they will not make things difficult for a good person. of."

"That's right, he ran away and took away the seal of Shenshou Mountain, leaving Shenshou Mountain without an owner for a hundred years, and letting Yunkong Mountain and Patriarch Mountain see jokes for nothing." Another disciple was also filled with righteous indignation.

Qu Ling believed in Master.

She wanted to refute.

But she also knew that her rebuttal was useless, unless the mountain owner returned to the mountain to solve the misunderstanding of history, otherwise, everything would be empty talk.

Of course, her belief is also meaningless.

It's not so much that she believes in the master of the mountain, it's better to say that she just believes that the master will not lie.

"Qu Ling, I believe in you."

At this time, Wang Shishan was on her side.

When the other disciples saw this scene, they all thought that he had a crush on Junior Sister Qu Ling, so they booed unavoidably.

Qu Ling also blushed, annoyed: "The one who cleans up will clean himself up, who wants you to believe it?"

After finishing speaking, she held up the book to cover her cheeks and stopped talking.

Wang Shishan was at a loss. He scratched his head and said dully, "I...I really believe it."

The disciples ignored them.

They are not very interested in the history of a hundred years ago.

Soon, the disciples chatted about the newly released list of goddesses in the Shenshan Mansion newspaper.

"Master has entered two more places this time, and is already ranked ninth. It's amazing..."

"Well, it seems that the person who wrote the list this time has a lot of foresight. The last list dared to make people in the world spend money to buy flowers and votes. I really want money and go crazy. Call to stop, otherwise no one will believe this list of goddesses."

The disciples agreed one after another.

Someone asked again: "By the way, who is the number one goddess this time?"

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the one from the Trumen of Yunkong Mountain. In the previous list, the great fairy of the Patriarch Shan Tai'a Sword Sect spent ten thousand gold and failed to shake her top spot. This time, of course It's still her."

"That's right, she is a well-deserved No. [-] fairy now. I really want to meet her and see if she is as beautiful as the legend says."

While the disciples were discussing, the horn sounded suddenly.

This is the rallying cry.

The disciples were well-trained, and immediately silenced, took the talismans and swords to subdue demons, left the room quickly and orderly, and went to the square of the village.

The disciples have been here for seven days.

In the past seven days, they only accepted the hospitality of the villagers, but they didn't see half of the evil spirits. The horn sounded today, and the disciples who were already eager to try were extremely excited. They wished to fight the evil spirits immediately and try the edge of this sword.

They were led by Zhan Xiesi's senior brother.

The disciples are all here.

The senior brother divided them into four columns and issued the tasks one by one.

"Where should I go after that, have you heard everything clearly?" Senior brother asked.

"Listen clearly."

The disciples stood up straight, and Qi Qi answered loudly.

"It's good to be clear." The senior brother exhaled, and said, "Now that you are clear, follow the route I gave you and evacuate."

"Evacuate?!"

The disciples were dumbfounded.

They suspect that they have heard wrong.

Didn't he go to slay demons and eliminate demons? What happened to the sudden evacuation?

"The information is wrong. The one who will wake up in Liusha Village this time may not be a red-level demon." The brother explained.

"What is that? Could it be an immortal level? With senior brothers in command, it's not impossible for immortal level monsters to be defeated..."

The strength of a fairy-level monster is very close to that of a monk in the fairyland.

"neither."

The senior brother shook his head, and said in a cold voice: "The one who wakes up this time is very likely to be a hidden monster... Well, don't ask too many questions, if you don't evacuate, no one will be able to leave later."

Hidden Life...

Qu Ling was also stunned.

The monsters of the hidden life level, the weakest ones, at least have the strength of the peak of the fairyland, and the strong ones in the hidden life level have reached the level of the human gods, which is not something young disciples like them can compete with.

The only way is indeed to escape.

"Where is Master? Didn't Master say that he would come to supervise the battle? If Master is here..." Qu Ling suddenly raised her hand and asked loudly.

"Master has come, this is exactly what she ordered." The brother replied.

The voice just fell.

It seemed that a snowstorm was coming, and a white shadow flew across the sky, floating in front of everyone.

The fairy in white clothes carries the sword, the person is like a snow sculpture, the sword is like a jade casting, and her figure is like a dream and an illusion.

"The disciples meet the master."

The disciples said one after another.

"What are you still dawdling about? Do you want me to carry the sedan chair and ask you to leave?"

The fairy in white looked around and asked coldly.

She is Ning Xu.

The current sect master of Xuanxian Sect, Ninth Fairy in the World, Ning Xu.

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