Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

King Xun has a good character, a pretty good temper, and his knowledge and foundation are needless to say. However, this does not mean that he is worry-free, especially in today's relatively peaceful era.

Not everyone would find a place to stay in seclusion for tens to hundreds of years. There might be something going on in Xiwulin.

And King Xian may not be happy to stay in Cailu Xianhong now.

Because colorful green is boring.

There is a person with the stigmata and the divine right of kings sitting inside, and many internal affairs do not even need to be handled by him. There is no need to go to war with the outside world or to retreat. How can King Yi Xian's character be so idle?

Even if they get married in the future, the couple will probably stay in misery most of the time. This kind of thing is almost clear.

Although she didn't fully understand it, the spiritual healer nodded slightly in response, saying that she would not let him get into trouble and that she was indeed accomplished in psychological counseling.

So far, the purpose of proposing marriage has been achieved.

Then, there's another thing.

A truth that needs to be revealed to the spiritual healer.

"After all, I am not his direct elder. I can propose marriage on my behalf, but I cannot overstep my authority. Next, Cailu Xianxang will send someone to the dilemma to handle the follow-up matters for you."

Lin Chongyang, who was holding the tea cup, looked at the spiritual healer. Unfortunately, the spiritual healer lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at him:
"And until then, you can pursue your life."

Although the spiritual healer named Tingyun has an immortal body, was personally shaped by the Stigmata, and was endowed with special abilities, she is still essentially an ordinary person.

Ordinary people who are extremely ordinary.

Of course, this is from the perspective of a practitioner, which means that a spiritual healer is not a warrior or an innate person, and her race should be classified as "spirit".

Being able to communicate with Lin Chongyang at such a frequency already shows that she has a good temperament. The so-called fearlessness is not a sign of cowardice, but a subconscious behavior.

There will be an unconscious humility when facing him. This situation is different from facing King Xian. That is the difference in realm.

At the same time, it is also an absolute difference at the level of life.

Therefore, the lower the cultivation level, the more obvious the effect, so that the healer can only lower his eyes and say:
"I wonder what the senior meant by what he said?"

She could vaguely guess what the person in front of her was thinking. The other person had no intention of hiding it, but she wasn't sure. Logically speaking, the other person shouldn't know her past.

The healer himself does not know his own past.

But after understanding and accepting King Xian's wishes, the emotionally moved spiritual healer became the same as the moon gods of past generations. Her heart was only filled with her own little love, that is, King Xian sitting opposite her, so she thought that she He is no longer qualified for this role.

The spiritual healer whose mission is to restore humanity has actually been out of work for a long time.

Because she is also a witness.

Witnessing the changes in this era, witnessing the glorious side of human nature becoming mainstream, and witnessing the people no longer being harmed by wars, she had heard the name "Lin Chongyang" before.

At that time, many people would enshrine his tablets in their homes.

There is also the Tianjiang Shepherd.

Therefore, since Lin Chongyang told his name, the communication between the two parties can be said to be quite harmonious.

Putting the empty teacup back on the table, Lin Chongyang could naturally see what the spiritual healer was thinking. He was not a certain King Xian:
"Think about it, you should plan to give up your identity as a spiritual healer."

"I need to tell my benefactor about this." At the same time, the healer picked up the teapot and added water to Lin Chongyang's cup. "Then do you know the identity of your benefactor and your life experience?"

Even if someone helped, King Xian still failed to tell the truth. Lin Chongyang chose to be a good person to the end. The spiritual healer has the right to know these things as the person involved.

The teapot was put back into the clay stove: "Senior, do you know?"

"Your benefactor is Cai Lu Xian Hong's Holy Mark of Monarchy, and the immortal body and special abilities you possess all come from that ancient near-god spirit."

The recovered King Xian hesitated to speak, his lips moved, but he did not speak in the end. He just held the teacup and listened to Lin Chongyang tell everything:
"As the daughter of destiny created by "God", you are born to be an extraordinary existence, and you are destined to be married to King Xian for a lifetime. "

"This."

The spiritual healer has not been in contact with the person who saved her for a long time, and there has been no news from her for a long time. This Wanshan Feixue was only found through the guidance of her benefactor.

Although this place is shrouded in wind and snow all year round, plants growing in different areas can survive here safely and will not die from the cold. Ordinary people are unable to climb this magical and dangerous place.

The healer was just shocked when she heard the truth, but now she is not a homeless person.

At this time, I heard Lin Chongyang continue to say: "Tingyun, I can call you this. There is no need to doubt yourself, let alone deny yourself. The so-called identity has never been an obstacle between you."

"The only barrier between you has always been yourselves."

"Now that you have taken it calmly, you should have your own life and your own perfection."

"Thank you, Senior Lin, for your advice."

The healer wanted to stand up and salute to express his thanks, but Lin Chongyang stopped him.

In terms of seniority, Lin Dajian Emperor and King Xian should actually be classified into the same generation. There is not much age difference between them, less than a thousand, and Lin Chongyang is called the senior of the Stigmata.

But there was something wrong with the actual situation.

Not normal, but actually normal.

"My benefactor used this piece of jade to communicate with me a long time ago." The healer took out a piece of jasper with a pattern engraved on it, which seemed to represent the crown of a tree, with a green tassel tied at the top.

King Xian said at this time: "It is indeed a jasper of colorful green and dangerous colors."

Jasper was placed on the table by the radiotherapy spiritual master, and King Xian directly moved his body to strike a stream of true energy, causing it to emit a hazy brilliance.

Immediately.

"It seems that King Xian has told you the truth about the past. You have done well over the years. Thank you for your hard work."

The voice that came out was no longer as old as before, but there was no difference in the tone between the two. However, there was some undisguised surprise in the tone. It seemed that the other party did not believe that King Xian could do this.

"Senior, do you think it's possible with his character?" Lin Chongyang stood up and patted the food box: "Just treat it as a greeting gift. I'll leave the rest of the time to you to deal with it on your own."

When the Stigmatist on the opposite side heard the sound, he had already guessed what might happen. The pressure brought by Cailu Xianyang to King Xian was obviously not enough, so he took the initiative to go to Wanshan Feixue to see the Stigmator. It is unlikely to happen.

Sure enough, there were still people who couldn't stand it and helped him.

As expected, within reason.

Before King Xian and Tingyun stood up to say goodbye, Lin Chongyang's figure had disappeared into the snow in the mountains, leaving no trace except for the food box and the steaming tea cup on the table. (End of chapter)