The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

The sky was broken, the mountains were shattered, and the rivers were displaced, so the four dynasties in the mortal domain were also in turmoil.

Then a miracle appeared, and the lord of the dynasty took advantage of the opportunity to win people's hearts and comfort the refugees with the rhetoric that "the wise lord has the help of heaven", or it may be the moment when the major dynasties are fighting for each other, the world pattern is about to change, let's see who can compete successfully , to rule the world.

Pei Xihe didn't care how the turbulent situation changed. She followed her initial memory and walked back to the small village on the muddy path.

More than 300 years have passed in a blink of an eye, but the old Peijia Village has survived to this day, and a new generation replaces the old, endlessly, and extending to the next generation.

She was born here in her first body, precocious and possessing spiritual roots, showing a little extraordinary, and then the rich man her parents wanted to sell, she seized a chance to escape smoothly.

Pei Xihe couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of these things. She was treated unfairly and calculated many times because of the targeting of the Li family in Kunlun. She was young and had resentment and resentment towards Kunlun.

With youthful spirit, all she can see is a small world in front of her eyes. She has forgotten the kindness that Kunlun brought to the fairyland.

But Pei Xihe didn't condemn herself back then. Seeing that mountains are mountains and water is water, a teenage girl shouldn't be harsh.

She walked to the front of the village, her steps were light, and she didn't have any dust on her shoulders. She had a young fox on her shoulders, with a natural charm, bright and smart, and it was obvious at a glance that she was not an ordinary person.

The chatting village women gathered under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village all stared at her blankly, but it took only a few breaths for the Mingshu woman in front of her to step into the village.

"This, isn't this a little fairy?"

"Oh, it must be our Peijia Village's continuous fortune!"

Pei Xihe didn't care about their reactions and comments. She walked over at a leisurely pace. It was the moment when the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. Some young children hurried towards the school with their schoolbags on their backs.

The leaves of the green willows fluttered every now and then, she looked at those young children with a soft look on her face, and the flickering between her brows made all the worlds were enveloped by thoughts.

Pei Xihe closed her eyes, using her mind power as her eyes and ears, to understand what she wanted to know.

After a while, she smiled. This is time. Three or four hundred years is enough to change many things. During the past hundred years, the great dynasties have been in constant pressure, and the current situation is not stable.

It is well known that heroes emerge in troubled times, but as a female businessman with an exquisite heart roams the business world and becomes the richest businessman in the dynasty in history, the "hero" has grown, but the "heroine" has also grown.

Northern Qi, one of the dynasties, took the lead in reforming the law and established the system of female officials in a hundred years. Since then, men and women have set up the court together. Women are vassals.

However, under these changes in the sky, the great Chen's decline has been revealed, but the Northern Qi has the appearance of dominating the world!
Now among these young children who go to school, there are five or six immature girls walking hand in hand, which is why Pei Xihe noticed something strange.

She was very happy to see this change. Maybe there will be changes after the world is stable, maybe there will be men's power to suppress the women's group, or the power of women is extremely strong, and the era of establishing women's status is uncertain.

Men and women, yin and yang, if they can be balanced and equal, it will naturally be the road to long-term longevity, but mutual decline, alternating ups and downs, is also one side of the Tao.

She looked up to the sky, grinned, and disappeared here with her steps.

After leaving the realm of mortals, she crossed the mighty Tongtian River and returned to the realm of cultivating immortals.She passed the Tongtian River and went to Kunlun to pay homage to the gate.

With Pei Xihe's current cultivation level, any part of the Shenzhou world is like walking on flat ground. As long as he changes his mind, no living beings will notice.

When she came to the gate of Kunlun, she felt that Kunlun is now in a state of waste, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine ways to connect the heart in her memory are an acquired god, left by the ancestor of Kunlun, and maintained the blessed land of the sect under the previous catastrophe. Totally broken.

Did I only go through more than 30 steps, or more than 40 steps?Pei Xihe couldn't remember clearly.She suffered injustice in Kunlun in the past, but it also changed her life because of it.

At the beginning, Kunlun was inherently dereliction of duty, but the Li family was the chief culprit.

With a flick of her fingers, the five energies of heaven and earth were condensed into chains of laws, with strange runes on them. It was one of the secret arts of the emperor song. It was used when she became the master of the holy demon world. Now it is used by Pei Xihe to breed Although the damaged Xianfeng Lingshan can only last for three years, it is enough to make Kunlun's spiritual energy gradually recover to more than [-]% of its original level.

This is the end of the past, Pei Xihe's eyes flickered, his thoughts dispersed, and he moved to another place with Huan Tianzhu's illusion of the sky.

On the green hills, there are luxuriant grasses, and a large bluestone stele is engraved with the word "Muwan".

Mu Wan, who has become a monk at the early stage of Jindan, and has a lifespan of 800 years, is protected by the monks in the pavilion because of his status as the head of four leaves, but the invasion of evil species is too turbulent. Number, let alone Jindan?

Now that the world has recovered, Zhenbao Pavilion started to set up a monument for those who died in the pavilion. If someone is lucky enough to be reborn from the sacred tree in the Jiuchong Mountain, the stone monument here can be overthrown spontaneously.

And Mu Wan passed away more than ten years ago, and there is no accumulation of merit. Even Pei Xihe can't find traces of his soul. He only hopes that he has entered the cycle of reincarnation, which is better than being devoured by evil species.

She stepped here, silent for a long time, stretched out her hand to touch the cold stone tablet, touched and felt the inscription of the words, and finally retracted her hand, let out a light breath, and left this place.

Life and death are impermanent, who can predict?Only by standing at this moment can we have a chance to grasp the future.

The sad look in Pei Xihe's eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a ray of light, which was the bursting fire of firewood in winter, the meteor that swept across the sky at night, and the new sprout awakened by the cold spring breeze.

Dominate yourself!This is the meaning of practice.

Pei Xihe climbed the steep and majestic Jiuchong Mountain again, and traveled hundreds of thousands of miles a day. She stepped on this piece of Shenzhou Heaven and Earth before, and finally returned to the cloud on the mountain.

Two thatched cottages and one wooden house were once sealed by the master's mana, so now everything is as usual, and Heng Ha was also sealed here by the master's mana, which is a kind of shelter. Will wake up, she has strengthened her mana, but she can bless this place for at least a thousand years.

Pei Xihe never left this place to go anywhere again, it was no longer the moment of dawn, the warm orange sunset was slightly red, and the sun was setting.

Holding the cold blade of the long knife, she practiced the knife tactics on the spot.

Stab, stab, chop, chop, sweep, tease, push, cut.

The eight-character tactic of the basic sword technique of Tang Dao is a move that I practiced hard day and night when I first practiced the sword, and then changed from simple to complex. At first glance, and then develop the subtlety of the one-yuan knife.

When the sun was setting and the light was dim, Pei Xihe withdrew his knife and looked towards the sky. His mana surged, causing the heaven and earth to sense it. He unfolded the long steps in front of him, which was the road to the immortal world.

Pei Xihe smiled brightly, and a wider world unfolded in front of her eyes. She never lacked the courage to open up the way forward.

Going to relatives, one update today (tomorrow I will go to my uncle’s house, so I may not be able to update it, so let’s wish the treasures a happy New Year’s Eve and family in advance!)