Gua Fei in the world

Chapter 1765 Obtaining the Dao, becoming an Immortal

Qin Zhenzhen took back the imperial decree, knowing that time was running out, and Ye Yaoguang watched her sitting cross-legged in the yard when she encountered a hasty move. As her hand gestures changed, golden rays of light scattered all over her body, and her suspended body There is also a golden peony flower slowly unfolding underneath, just like Guanyin sitting on the lotus platform.

A golden streamer lingers around her Zhou Ce, and between her hands, a circle of golden brilliance is like a small sun condensing on her fingertips. Her voice is clear and majestic, as if The heavy bells rang layer by layer to resist: "All spirits obey orders, and summon the willow tree spirits by the emperor's order."

The voice repeated over and over again like a natural loudspeaker, and the scattered golden light permeated far, far away.

After the order was passed on, Qin Zhenzhen stood up and said to Ye Yaoguang: "With my current skill, this imperial order will reach every corner in less than three days, and it will be found in less than six days. Unless there is no willow tree spirit in this world."

"Will it violate your order?" Ye Yaoguang asked worriedly.

"Even if it really resists orders, there will be news. Unless it is hidden in a place without flowers, plants and trees, then I will be powerless." Qin Zhenzhen spread his hands and smiled. They all knew that this was impossible, even if It is the Gobi Desert, and there are Populus euphratica forests, cacti, and Yimihua.

"Wouldn't there be a spirit of vegetation hiding it for it under threat or benefit?" Wen Tingzhan asked after thinking about it.

"No." Qin Zhenzhen's tone was firm, "A place full of flowers and plants is equivalent to a murder case on a bustling street. It is impossible to seal every mouth, and if the spirit of flowers and plants despises me Command, I can devour them without any scruples to increase my cultivation."

"The same person has different fate, and the same flower has different fate." Ye Yaoguang couldn't help but sigh, in any circle, some creatures are born to be masters, they are rulers, and they have more than others.

"What? Are you jealous?" Qin Zhenzhen joked.

"I'm not jealous." Ye Yaoguang rolled his eyes, "Rights and responsibilities complement each other, and you, the emperor of thousands of flowers, don't be tempted by Fanxin. A spiritual practice is miserable."

"Don't worry, I won't touch Fanxin." Qin Zhenzhen's eyes slid around Ye Yaoguang and Wen Tingzhan, "Seeing the love between men and women like your husband and wife, where in the world can I be so happy?" The existence of the longing? Moreover, after I took back the imperial decree and helped you this time, after fulfilling my promise to Zifeng, I will retreat and practice. Maybe this retreat will last for more than ten years, decades or hundreds of years .”

It turns out that the Peony Flower King is a purple phoenix facing the sun, no wonder it is so gorgeous, Ye Yaoguang only knew the species of the Peony Flower King, but she was surprised by Qin Zhenzhen's retreat time: "It takes so long?"

"The emperor's order is like my root. It has been separated from me for too long, and it is not easy to reintegrate with it." Qin Zhenzhen said to Ye Yaoguang, "Therefore, you don't have to worry about me being moved by Fanxin. After I left the customs, things changed, things changed and people changed."

"Hey, did I still say I'm on my thigh?" Ye Yaoguang suddenly had a frowning face, "I thought I could walk sideways in the world with Zhenzhen in my hands, but I didn't expect you to be in seclusion for so long..."

"You said it wrong, isn't it because your husband is in hand, can you walk sideways in the world?" Although he didn't understand the meaning of Ye Yaoguang's previous sentence, Qin Zhenzhen could probably guess it.

"Goldfingers, who doesn't like too few?" Ye Yaoguang continued her strange words.

Qin Zhenzhen could also understand the meaning, and shook her head helplessly: "Before I retreat, I will give you a gift."

"That's good, it's better to be someone who can command Wanhua!" Ye Yaoguang looked forward with his eyes shining.

Qin Zhenzhen was really angry and funny: "A person who is a mother is still so childish. Now you don't want to peep at what I leave for you, you just wait for someone."

"Wait, wait, I'll wait for the willow tree spirit, you wait for the purple phoenix flower king." Ye Yaoguang turned around and sat on the stone table, propping his chin with one hand, looking at the white clouds in the distance, looking bored.

The point is, they can't do anything but wait.

The willow tree spirit that Ye Yaoguang was waiting for didn't know where it was, or even if it existed in this world.However, Zifeng, who Qin Zhenzhen was waiting for, had already left Wanhualing City with Qin Zhenzhen, and went to the place outside the Western Regions, where Yuan Ding practiced. There must be many exclamations.

Yuan Ding is a real monarch in the period of tribulation. His place of residence is not a gorgeous high-rise building, nor is it a well-carved stone cave mansion, but a thatched house on the top of the mountain. There is nothing special outside the house. There are no utensils for normal life, and the house is bare, clean enough to see through at a glance, only a stone bed, and Yuan Ding sits cross-legged on it.

The door of the house was gently blown open by a gust of fragrant wind, and Yuan Ding slowly opened his closed eyes.What came into view was Zifeng in a luxurious gauze layered skirt, and his eyes flickered.

Zifeng looked at him quietly, but the seemingly calm eyes were full of suppressed emotions, so complicated that no one could understand.Yuan Ding also looked at her flatly, with a little doubt in his deep eyes.

Zifeng suddenly laughed at herself, and she looked away: "The Flower Emperor has appeared, and I helped her regain the imperial order."

Yuan Ding's eyes paused on Zifeng's body: "Why do you want to help her?"

"I don't want to stay in the secular world anymore." Zifeng looked outside the house, it was empty, and there seemed to be mountains among the floating clouds in the distance, "I...I have to go."

The hands on the knees tightened slightly, and Yuan Ding's voice was flat: "Go back to Wanhua Lingdu?"

"Yes, go back to retreat and practice, and wait for the day of ascension." Zifeng turned her head, staring at him quietly with charming eyes, "You, do you have something to say to me."

Yuan Ding's body relaxed, and his eyes were full of blessings: "It's good to go back, that's where you belong. I hope you will have the Dao and become immortal."

"Get the Dao, become a fairy, is this what you expect from me?" Zifeng asked with a low smile.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread down, and the orange-red light enveloped the whole room, and the bright and luxurious purple dress became extraordinarily eye-catching and radiant. Yuan Ding looked at the extremely beautiful woman in front of him, his voice was deep and low. And erratic: "Yes."

She didn't say anything more, but took a deep look at him. This look exhausted 300 years of longing, broke 300 years of infatuation, and pierced 300 years of waiting.

(End of this chapter)