On the coast of the South China Sea, there is a fairy island. The owner of the island is said to be an immortal who has been enlightened for hundreds of thousands of years.

It is said that the immortal lived in the deep island for a long time and did not show up easily. The entire island was also shrouded in thick fog all year round. From a distance, no one noticed that there was a fairy island here.

There seems to be no four seasons on the fairy island. The outside world is still in deep winter, so here is a forest of peaches. A green figure suddenly pops out of the fragrant fields and runs towards the depths of the peach forest.

"Master——" a tender and crisp voice sounded.

The person who was called slowly raised his head, revealing most of his face covered by silver. Seeing the little boy in green who was running towards him, the corners of the man's eyes dyed red by peach blossoms immediately smiled.

"Luzhu, don't run so fast, otherwise you should be careful of falling..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy in green had already tripped his left foot and fell down hard. The silver man was startled and immediately stood up, trying to carry the person into his arms, and he helped him to let the pain go away like a mortal parent coaxing his child.

But before he could take two steps, the little boy in green stood up and looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Master, it hurts..."

"It hurts? Where does it hurt?" When he heard his precious disciple crying pain, the Yin man was reluctant to use his feet, so he simply pinched a trick and used magic to send the person to his arms. "Lu Zhu, tell me, where does it hurt?"

Lu Zhu buried her head in the master's chest, pulled the sleeve of the master's robe with her left hand, but her right hand tightened the collar of the clothes in front of her left chest. Her face turned pale and her lips were bleak. A delicate little face wrinkled into a ball due to the pain. This look seemed to disappear at any time.

He was originally a green bamboo jade pendant on the waist of the wine-making immortal Zhizhuo Xianjun, who had been hanging on the waist of Zhizhuo Xianjun for tens of thousands of years, and also ate the spiritual energy of Zhizhuo Xianjun for tens of thousands of years. In the past tens of thousands of years, he spent five thousand years cultivating his mind and five thousand years cultivating his physical body, which led to the current body of an eight-year-old child.

But probably because his path of attainment was too simple. In order to punish him for his opportunistic behavior, God would occasionally feel a piercing pain in his heart when he had physical substance, and the pain would be half a quarter of an hour, as if something was tearing his heart apart.

Such pain is beyond cure and has no choice but to do anything. Even though Immortal Lord Zhi Zhuo, who later accepted him as his disciple, ran all over the world, there was still no way.

Perhaps it was because it hurt a lot, and now no matter how much pain it hurts, he can grit his teeth and hold it on. Especially when he smelled the fragrance of peach on his master, the heart-wrenching pain seemed to have become much lighter.

He used to be surprised that his master was clearly a wine-making immortal. He had been with wine for tens of thousands of years. Even if his body had a smell, it should be the fragrance of wine, not the fragrance of flowers. Until one night, his heart aches again, and he couldn't bear the pain, and he didn't want to disturb his master's Anling, so he secretly dug out a jar of wine to try to numb the pain in his heart with wine.

It was not until he uncovered the mud of the wine jar and a fragrance of peach blossoms came to his face that he realized why the fragrance on his master was the fragrance of flowers, not the fragrance of wine.

His master Zhizhuo Xianjun was like the wine brewed from peach blossoms all over the island. It was beautiful and fragrant, mellow and intoxicating.

That night, he was almost drunk in the jar of peach blossoms. After that, whenever his heart hurts, as long as he smells the smell of his master, he can always reduce the pain a little.

Just like now.

The pain was like a torrent, surging and rushing away. The green bamboo suddenly stopped hurting again, raised its head in Zhizhuo's arms, and its voice was weak, "Master, I want to hear the story..."

Luzhu's weak appearance made Zhizhuo feel very distressed. He hurriedly hugged the person and patted him: "Okay, okay, I will tell you a story with you. What do we Luzhu want to listen to? Let's talk to Luzhu!"

"The disciple wants to hear the stories in heaven."

"A story in heaven..."

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There is an immortal in the ninth level of heaven, known as the Three Essential Immortal Lord.

Never laugh, never mess with, never give in. Never give in.

The immortal was dressed in red and white robe, and lived in the peach forest outside the Nine Heavens Forbidden Land for many years, holding a long sword in his arms. He was sleeping on the peach when he was sleepy and woke up to appreciate the burning peach; he ate peach petals when he was hungry, and drank peach dew when he was thirsty.

The immortals who were also the Nine-level Immortals outside, when they heard the name of the Sanjue Immortal Lord, they all retreated to the Taolin. In the past, they had to walk around even passing by, let alone step into the Taolin half a step.

There is no immortal in Taolin dares to come in, and the Sanjue Immortal Lord, who makes all the immortals avoid like snakes and scorpions, is too lazy to go out. In such a flash of time, it will take a hundred years.

A hundred years later, fairy peaches emerged from the peach forest. The Emperor of Heaven wanted to invite all the immortals to taste peaches, so he sent fairy ees to pick peaches. The Emperor of Heaven had issued an edict, but when the immortals heard that the errands had received were going to the peach forest where the Sanjue Immortal Lord lived, they all made excuses and refused to each other, and the errands fell on a little Zhuling.

The little Zhu Ling became an immortal for a short time. Not only did she not hear of the name of the Three Essence Immortal Lord, but her mind was still confused and confused before passing through the immortal pool. She was pushed into the second forbidden area in the nine heavens by the fairy eunuchs, Taolin.

As soon as Xiao Zhuling's figure disappeared in the peach forest, the fairies guarding outside laughed out loud.

"The little bamboo demon is also a stupid person. He really went in after saying a few good things to him. He didn't go to inquire about who lives in the Taolin. I heard that the Sanjue Immortal Lord would not even give the face of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"That's right, my sisters called him the little bamboo demon and praised him, and they still insisted on calling themselves a bamboo spirit? In my opinion, whether it is a bamboo demon or a bamboo spirit, which one of the people who ascended to the lower world is good? The physique is so turbid, how can it be as light and thorough as our natural immortal body?"

"What Sister Ziyi said is, I think this is the same. Things in the lower realm should be kept in the lower realm. If you don't have them all day, you will be thinking about the things in our upper realm. Where can this Nine Heavens be where they come whenever they want?"

...

The laughter and mocking of the fairies disappeared outside the peach forest, and the little Zhuling, who was teased by them, also walked step by step towards the depths of the peach forest in a daze.

Feeling the breath of an outsider, the spiritual sword held in his arms made a sound of sword. The owner of the sword immediately looked up and saw the little guy jumping not far away.

The Sanjue Immortal Lord looked at it intently. The little guy seemed to want to pick peaches, but unfortunately the peach tree was much taller than him. He couldn't think of climbing the tree to pick it, nor could he use magic to knock down peaches, and he couldn't even use cloud control techniques. He could only jump under the peach tree stupidly, thinking that this would allow him to pick the ripe fairy peaches all over the tree.

It's really interesting.

The Sanjue Immortal Lord was amused by him.

When did this boring and boring Nine Heavens have such an interesting little guy?

The Sanjue Immortal Lord, who is called "never laugh", couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Little Zhuzi-" He waved his hand at him, "Come here."

When the little Zhuling heard someone calling him, he was stunned for a moment before he reacted and looked in the direction of the sound: "Immortal Lord, are you calling me?" Dai Dai looked so cute.

"Yes, I called you." Sanjue Immortal Lord looked at the row of bamboo baskets on his arm again and said, "Are you here to pick immortal peaches? Come here to my side, I will help you pick them!"

Xiao Zhuling immediately smiled and ran over quickly when she heard this.

When he stood still, Sanjue Immortal Lord pinched another trick. Xiao Zhuling immediately rose into the air and fell into his arms with the other party's surprised and curious eyes. Sanjue Immortal Lord held the man firmly in his arms, thinking that this little bamboo was indeed the same as he thought, it was fragrant and soft, and very comfortable!

Perhaps it was the relationship between Zhu Ling, and there was always a clear bamboo fragrance on the little guy.

It was the first time that Xiao Zhuling was so close to the immortal, and he couldn't help but shrank. He was originally Zhuling, but he was always much more sensitive to emotions than other creatures. Unfortunately, he couldn't tell whether others were kind or malicious. He only had a little bit of emotions and regarded them as treasures.

If it weren't for this, how could he be so close to those palace maids who wanted to harm him?

Now that I felt "happiness" for the first time, Xiao Zhuling was a little prepared. He wanted to get close to this person, rub his arms, and help him caress his head... But he was a little afraid. This is a noble immortal, and he could tell this. He also heard from the fairy sisters that those noble immortals are the most moody. If one accidentally gets provoked, the least he will be a bit of flesh and flesh, and the worst he will be shaved to be reborn. From then on, he will never be able to get the path of immortality and suffer the pain of reincarnation!

He was afraid that the hand that the immortal had fallen on his waist would pinch his neck the next moment.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being thrown out of the Nine Heavens, and he was afraid that he would return to the mortal world like purgatory! He left that place once and never wanted to go back.

"Are you afraid of me?" Sanjue Immortal Lord noticed the timidity of the little bamboo in his arms, and felt a little funny, and also felt angry. "It's normal for you to be afraid of me. I think you have heard rumors about me from those immortals outside? Since that's the case, why don't you look up and see with your own eyes whether I am as unbearable as you have heard."

They said that he would never laugh, and now he would smile to show this little bamboo!

A person who was originally handsome was so dazzling that he seemed to be covering up the light of the golden crow in the sky. Xiao Zhuling just raised his head and just fell into those smiling eyes, and he couldn't extricate himself from now on.

Xiao Zhuling knew that there was someone living in his heart from then on.

That person is so beautiful in life, it is the most beautiful immortal he has ever seen. That person will smile at him, get close to him, caress his head, and pick peaches for him to eat!

Xiao Zhuling bit the peach that Sanjue Immortal Lord picked for him with his own hands, and the sweet juice went down from his mouth and his throat.

Five baskets were placed on the ground, filled with peaches that Sanjue Immortal Lord used magic to help him pick. They were all the largest and sweetest in the peach forest. I was afraid that he could not handle them, Sanjue Immortal Lord handed him a trick to move things. Unfortunately, Xiaozhuling was too stupid and still couldn't learn it for half an hour. Sanjue Immortal Lord could only use his own magic to send Xiaozhuling and the peaches out.
Chapter completed!