At this moment, night has fallen outside the window, the sky is full of stars, and the moon is hidden behind the dark clouds, adding a touch of loneliness.
Just as Gu Huai lowered his head to drink tea, he suddenly heard the sound of phoenixes ringing in his ears. He quickly got up and walked to the window, looking up at the endless starry sky.
I saw a ray of red starlight coming down, and it landed in front of the window in an instant.
Mu Zili stood next to Gu Huai and looked at the starlight outside the window. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a human form. He turned out to be a fairy wearing a colorful phoenix feather robe. There was a faint smile in his phoenix eyes, and he looked at the stunned teacher in the room.
Two disciples.
After a moment, Gu Huai finally came back to his senses, "Feng Yin is here, but what does the emperor say?"
The fairy called Feng Yin is the messenger of the Emperor of Heaven. She must have something important to convey to the lower world under the starry night.
Seeing that he was an old acquaintance of his master, Mu Zili hurriedly leaned over and saluted, "Zi Li has met the immortal!"
Feng Yin turned his slender eyes, and his figure had already landed in the house. After nodding slightly towards Mu Zili, he said to Gu Huai: "The Martial Virtue God is polite! The emperor said: There is something strange in the underworld, order the God to return to Lingxiao Palace as soon as possible!
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"This... the matter in this world has not yet been settled. Can Feng Yin wait for a moment? I will come as soon as I leave." When Gu Huai was about to turn around and leave, Feng Yin stopped him with a flick of his sleeves.
"Sovereign God, please don't neglect the emperor's urgent call! It's better to ask Lord Shen to follow Feng Yin to Lingxiao Palace now!"
Seeing how insistent Feng Yin was, Gu Huai thought that there might really be a big mess in the underworld, so he could only nodded slightly, "That's all, I and my disciple will just give you a few instructions and then let you go!"
Upon seeing this, Feng Yin bent down and saluted, then transformed into his true form and flew out of the window to wait.
Gu Huai then lowered his head and took off the dragon turtle bone jade pot next to the sword on his waist, handed it to Mu Zili's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Zili, there is a magic spell for me to be mastered here. You just need to use it."
This spell can remove the demonic nature of the beast's bones and imprison it in the gourd, so that it can no longer cause mischief." As he spoke, he heard another phoenix cry in the night sky, and it was obvious that the phoenix cry was urging him.
"Disciple, remember! Is the master leaving now?" Mu Zili took the dragon turtle bone jade pot and saw that the master was leaving immediately, so he felt reluctant to leave.
Although he had just formed this master-disciple relationship, Gu Huai was particularly fond of this disciple, perhaps because he was so similar to his master.
Then he remembered that Xi Meng and Ling Ge were still busy cooking him delicacies in the kitchen, but they were about to leave. His always rough temperament couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. But the messenger Feng Yin was guarding the window at the moment, and he
Even if I wanted to stay longer, I couldn't.
"The emperor has urgently summoned me. I cannot delay being my master. Since you are the senior brother, you still need to take care of Xi Meng and Ling Ge. When I am free as my master, I will lead you down to the mountain to formally pay homage to my master!" Gu Huai said as he spoke,
The body was gradually leaving the ground, and he was about to fly away in the wind, but was stopped by a childish voice.
"Master! Don't leave the spiritual songs behind! Where is the master going? The spiritual songs are going too!"
When Gu Huai turned around to look, Ling Ge had already rushed in from outside the door, hugging his waist and refusing to let go.
Xi Mengye walked in quickly, holding a basin of fragrant snacks in his hand, looking at Gu Huai with eyes full of anxiety.
"Master!?"
Before she could finish speaking, there was another phoenix sound outside the window. Gu Huai shook her head helplessly, took Ling Ge's hand and said, "You little snake, since you are so reluctant to part with the master, just go with the master!"
When Ling Ge heard that Master was willing to take him back to heaven, he was already overjoyed, but when he thought about being separated from Simeng and the others, he felt a little sad.
Then I heard Simeng say: "Master has only been here for half a day, why are you in a hurry to leave? Master has not even tasted the snacks made by the apprentice!" Simeng has a straightforward personality and is an orphan. He has never experienced the feelings of his parents since he was a child.
Due to the love and affection of his elders, he finally accepted Gu Huai as his teacher. From the bottom of his heart, he regarded him as a father and wanted to be filial to him.
Therefore, when she said this, there was indeed a deep reluctance in her eyebrows.
Gu Huai was originally a little worried about the butterfly demon. It was not because she had asked him to leave the country before. In fact, even now, he could not understand her past, especially the faint purple charm in her eyes.
It made him slightly worried.
Unfortunately, time was running out, so I had no time to ask any more questions, so I had to simply explain: "Meng'er's filial piety has been accepted by my teacher. We really can't delay right now, and you and Zi Li can't be attached to the prosperity of the world. After the matter of the fox demon is over, you'd better do it as soon as possible."
The best thing is to find a quiet place to live and practice. When I have some free time as a teacher, I will go down to the world to look for you!"
After Shi Meng heard this, she knew that the master had to leave, so she had no choice but to hold Mu Zili's hand and kneel down together, "Disciple, remember the master's teachings!"
In the purple bamboo forest, Rui Meng was nestled in Mu Zili's arms, looking up at the vast starry sky. Two dazzling lights shone in the night sky, only to disappear into the stars for a moment.
"It turns out that there really are gods living on the stars..." Simeng tilted her head, her purple eyes flashing with a faint halo, and murmured in a low voice.
Hearing this, Mu Zili smiled slightly and raised his hand to lightly tap her forehead, "Silly Meng'er! The gods don't live on those stars. Does Meng'er know that there is a sky beyond the nine heavens?"
She thought that the Supreme Being of the Six Realms should naturally live on the top floor. After hearing what he said, she couldn't help but wonder, "Is it true?! The Nine Heavens is where the Emperor of Heaven lives. Is there a sky above that?"
Mu Zili nodded and said: "The Emperor of Heaven's residence is indeed in the Lingxiao Palace in the ninth heaven, but there is a cloud ladder above the ninth heaven that leads directly to the territory of the gods. I followed the wind from the bamboo forest in the seventy-seventh heaven.
And down, came to the departure point."
"I actually forgot that you are not an ordinary demon, but the spiritual energy condensed by the sorrow and joy of the god." When Xi Meng said this, he was slightly disappointed, and an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart.
She felt a sense of inferiority, as if she, a butterfly demon, was not a good match for her, a wood spirit from the God Clan.
When Mu Zili heard her voice gradually lowering, he thought she was tired, so he whispered softly in her ear: "Meng'er, if you are tired, go back to the house and rest!"
He hugged her tightly, his tone full of endearment. When he was seriously injured by the fox demon, he almost thought he would never see her again.
Everything today seemed like a dream, but the dragon-tortoise bone jade pot given by his master was still glowing silver around his waist. He finally became a disciple of Wangyou and embarked on the endless road of cultivating immortality.
For some reason, every time he recalled the pain that Wangyou God suffered that day, his heart still ached slightly.
Although the master said that God is very happy now, the look on his face that day when his hair was gray and weeping was like a brand that was deeply ingrained in his heart and could not be removed.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Hearing his sigh, Shi Meng grabbed his slightly cold hand and said, "What? Do you miss Master? Or do you think of those past events?" She turned around, looked at him intently, stretched out her hand to caress him and frowned softly.
The sword eyebrow.
"Meng'er, do you really want the way to immortality?" Mu Zili's question made her a little surprised. To be honest, she hadn't really thought about what she wanted.
"After cultivating immortals and attaining Taoism, you can live forever. Isn't this what all practitioners want to get after going through so much trouble?! I am a layman, and of course I am no exception! It's just..." She felt guilty, deep in her soul
Yang Yuqing still lives with her flesh and blood body, and she doesn't know if the master can break her true body. Maybe her dream of cultivating immortality is just a dream.
Mu Zili saw that her expression suddenly turned gloomy, thinking that his words reminded her of some unpleasant past events. He curved his lips and gave a warm smile, "As long as Meng'er wants to, I will accompany Meng'er."
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"Well! Wood is the best! Then watch the stars with me for a while! Don't talk, just stay with me quietly like this!" Shi Meng stared at the starry sky, and everything he experienced in the past six months after time travel was like a movie.
It usually goes through my mind scene after scene.
Now that she has her master as her backer, no matter how powerful Cang Xuan is, she will never want her to obey.
But I don't know when and how this sudden journey will end. After all, she does not belong to this world, and she is not really like a dream.
Perhaps, one day she would accidentally sneeze again, and she would return to that cold and heartless world, to that small house where no one cared about her, and no one cared about her. By then, the only ones left would be those
Potted flowers and plants, and a desk of raw amber stones...