Spiritual Qi Recovery: I Am Back As A Fairy

Chapter 113 Heavenly Palace, Immortal Messenger?

into the night.

Dotted around.

The soft moonlight swayed down and shone on the Bianhua flowers in the corner. The flower branches swayed slightly, trying to absorb the light of the sun and the moon bit by bit.

It wants to bloom early and can't wait.

In the small courtyard, the surroundings were quiet, except for the crackling sound of the bonfire.

Su Ze was digging a pit beside him, with his hands full of mud, wrapped the mud on the sealed lotus leaf, and then put it into the charcoal fire, waiting for the scent of beggar chicken to overflow.

Xie Daoyun sat at the side, flipping through the book in his hands quietly. The two of them are getting along more and more harmoniously and comfortably, even if they don't speak, they won't feel embarrassed at all.

Traveling thousands of miles from east to west, I came back only to meet one person and eat a bite of beggar chicken.

"How was your study tour?"

After finishing the work, Su Ze asked.

"Encountered some confusion."

Xie Daoyun covered the book and frowned slightly. Under the moonlight, that beautiful face was breathtaking.

Maybe it's because she has read too many books. She doesn't look like a soft woman. There is a spirit engraved in the lines of her facial features, which seems hard but soft, perfect.

"What's the confusion?"

Su Ze approached, sat with him, and asked softly.

"The Western world is different from China. Their way is the innate Bloodline, a god that descended from the sky. Relying on Bloodline and faith, and even obtaining the gift of God's power, it can be achieved overnight."

The Pope in the West is like this.

He claimed to have received the gift of power from the Heavenly Father, and relying on his faith, he cultivated a Realm comparable to Nascent Soul in just a few years.

"It's different here in Shenzhou. There has never been a fairy coming. When encountering difficulties and dangers, we can only practice bit by bit, relying on our own strength to resist, struggle, and overcome."

In other words, nowadays, there are no gods above the heaven and earth in China.

Where did they all go?

Thinking more directly, the reason why those mythical figures in ancient legends disappeared without a trace, maybe it is really just the imagination of the people.

Hearing this, Su Ze was silent for a while, and replied: "Do you know that there are actually immortals in the world of practice?"

"I didn't know."

Xie Daoyun said seriously: "Brother Su, but I have seen Yellow Springs beg for death."

For the sake of the world of Kyushu in the cultivation world, and for the sake of the flower fairy, Su Ze chose to pass through the fairy gate and not enter, and was willing to give up becoming a fairy.

Thinking about it, Xie Daoyun unconsciously glanced at the Bianhua flower in the corner from the corner of his eye, and said in an inexplicable tone: "I just don't know, what will bloom from this flower planted by Brother Su?"

"..."

The corners of Su Ze's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt that the night was a bit cold and chilly.

He hastily changed the topic, and then continued: "There are indeed immortals in the world of practice, but after reincarnation, in the modern world of Shenzhou, I did not sense them."

Maybe they also followed, hiding above the clouds where no one can see, accumulating strength.

Maybe the world has changed drastically and their Spiritual Qi is insufficient, so they can't make it through temporarily, or because the world is different, they really can't make it through.

In short, even he did not have a definite awareness of this.

But it doesn't really matter.

Without them, the world would be much cleaner and there would not be so many things.

He has never forgotten those guys, and trapped himself for Thousand Years with the help of Heavenly Dao.

"I didn't feel their presence either."

Xie Daoyun shook his head, and changed the topic again, "However, compared to the existence of Immortals, I'm still very curious about when this flower of Brother Su will bloom, and what it will look like when it blooms."

"..."

Is this problem unavoidable...

Su Ze didn't dare to look at each other. He lowered his eyes and glanced back and forth quickly, and suddenly said, "Look, the beggar chicken is cooked, eat it while it's hot."

talking.

He hurriedly left the stool to help Xie Daoyun pick up the clods.

The corners of Xie Daoyun's mouth curled up slightly, counting Thousand Years, this was the first time she saw Brother Su so flustered, it was really interesting.

"Is that Zen Guanyin coming to you every two days?"

"Ahem..."

The chicken leg that Su Ze had just put into his mouth accidentally spit it out. For some reason, his mood tonight was inexplicably turbulent.

Su Ze explained: "No, she's just too free, and sometimes she comes to play with the children here."

The corners of Xie Daoyun's mouth curled up even more, and she felt that this brother Su was very cute.

The detached brother Su is of course also very good, but sometimes, the loneliness and vicissitudes revealed inadvertently make people feel a sense of distance.

next second.

When Su Ze was adding firewood to the bonfire, he suddenly felt a warmth behind his back, and hugged him with two bare hands, and his white and delicate chin was lightly pressed against his shoulder.

"Brother Su, I have also read Knock on the Immortal Gate. You must have felt very lonely and desolate by yourself during that Thousand Year on the deserted island?"

"If there is a next time, please tell me, I would like to seek the Tao alone with you and fight against the heavens."

Softly speaking, like a touch of peerless style, warming the heart under the night.

After eating half a beggar chicken, Xie Daoyun took Pudding on a special plane to the west, and this time she came to pick up Pudding by the way.

Little Pudding's talent is indeed very good, if it is in the hands of other Confucianism powers, it will definitely be regarded as a traitor.

But in her case, she is a rare genius who cultivates Confucianism.

What kind of bullshit is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth? Cultivating Confucianism is to follow one's heart, not to work out a set of shackles and then tie them to oneself like a dog chain.

There are two ways to make people surrender.

One is to talk about morality and reason, and the other is to respect strength, so that you will be convinced.

After he was imprisoned, Haoran Academy was in decline, and he did not have the power to oppress the world, so he could only choose the former.

As a result, the later Confucianism cultivators are always good at speaking, and they are very useless. If they can't beat others, they just hope to talk about others.

But she is different.

Both sides must be tough, and beat the opponent half to death with reason and evidence, so that the effect of enlightenment will be twice the result with half the effort.

All in all, Brother Su is right.

...

Chu State.

A ray of daylight is extremely bright in the dark night, as if falling from the sky, shining at the foot of a big mountain.

People from the government office of the State of Chu immediately sealed off the scene, put up warning banners, and prohibited irrelevant personnel from entering or leaving.

Some passers-by were curious about what to send, but they were all sent away with military drills.

Everyone couldn't help talking, but no one dared to stay here for too long looking at the carloads of heavily armed men entering.

In fact, in the blocked area at this time, the people in the government office looked nervous, and even the Gold Core cultivator was present, watching the figure bathed in the beam of light warily.

He was shirtless, without a piece of clothes on his body, squatting on the ground like no one else, gnawing on raw meat, the kind that was dripping with blood.

At his feet lay the dead body of an eye-catching White Tiger. This is the beast at the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment. Now only half of its body remains, and the other half has already entered the man's stomach.

After eating half a ton of meat, the man's abdomen remained unchanged, like a bottomless pit, still gnawing greedily.

"The investigation revealed that this person's name is Chu Hu, and he is a hunter in this mountain. He has no relatives, no reason, and a withdrawn personality. He lives here alone."

The Gold Core cultivator's eyes were serious: "This person is a reincarnated person, his soul has just awakened, and his breath strength is not inferior to mine."

"Master Yuan, can you tell whether he is righteous or an evil heretic?" Fuya said in a panic.

It's terrifying to be able to kill the cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment just after awakening.

As far as they know, even if those Divine Transformation Powers are reincarnated, it is impossible to be so strong from the beginning.

"I can't tell."

Master Yuan stared at this man with serious eyes.

"Then what should we do..." The people in the government office were terrified, the Foundation Establishment Realm was enough for them, and it was a suspected reincarnation of Gold Core!

"No need to judge, I am from Tiangong."

Suddenly, the man squatting on the ground wiped the blood from his mouth, got up and said, "Hi~ Sure enough, the recovery of Spiritual Qi is still not in place, and the taste of this beast's meat is still too bad."

Tiangong?

The people in the government office were stunned for a moment.

As far as they know, there doesn't seem to be such a powerful organization in the practice world.

"Stupid guy, enough ignorance."

Chu Hu said indifferently: "In the post-immortal era, immortals send envoys to the human world to establish the Heavenly Palace and manage human affairs. You don't even know this?"

"What did you say!"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked!

This person turned out to be a fairy messenger? ! !