Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

People in Xiandu all say that the King of Spirit loves to laugh.

His smile is sometimes shallow, and it hangs lazily at the end of his eyes, making his eyes look like stars. Others are bright and arbitrary. It really fits the name of his place.

He has a special status in Xiandu, but he doesn't have the slightest bit of arrogance. Whoever talks to him, he is not unfamiliar, often teasing people and joking, sometimes teasing and sometimes sly.

This should have been a very easy-to-approach personality, but it was strange that even those who admired him later did not dare to get close to him.

Perhaps because the things he was in charge of were unknown, the sense of mystery added to the distance.

In the Yuyao Palace of the immortals in Xiandu, there are immortal envoys and boys, who are in front of and behind to manage their daily life. The Spirit King is still the exception.

He clearly likes to be lively, but at first there was neither a fairy messenger nor a fairy child in the huge sitting spring breeze.

Immortals have a place dedicated to the daily chores of immortals, called Lige.

At that time, there were two immortal officials in charge of the ceremonial pavilion. One female immortal was called Meng Gu. She was a famous immortal.

The other was named Sang Feng, who was tall and handsome, with eagle-like eyes, but he was very worried. Maybe he was used to taking care of people before Ascension, but when he arrived in Xiandu, he still couldn't change his nature, and he was keen to be a brother, a housekeeper, and a father.

At that time, Sang Feng couldn't stand it anymore, and after squatting in the spring breeze for seven days and seven nights, he finally squatted to the Spirit King who returned from the world.

When I came up, I gave a big gift, which shocked the King of Spirit.

Hey? I can't afford such a big gift. King Ling stepped aside, grabbed Sang Feng's own little boy in front of him, and accepted the gift.

Little boy: ...

Sang Feng: ...

If you have something to say, don't bend over. King Ling put one hand on the little boy's head, wearing the mask he often wore. The voice was muffled behind the mask, a little indistinct.

This... Sang Feng looked at the mask with silver threads, hesitant. Because the spirit king wearing a mask is always more mysterious, even if he is joking.

The King Ling seemed to be aware of it, raised his hand and took off half of the mask.

Sang Feng instantly relaxed. He brought the little boy back, and said bitterly to King Ling: Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just... Sir, you need a few envoys and boys.

King Ling smiled until the corners of his lips curled back and said, No.

Sang Feng: ...

This is a daily trivial matter, and we take care of it. Lige has prepared a few for you early on. It's been there for a long time. You should ask for it.

King Ling has a good temper, but it is not easy to convince him: Last time, I said no, and I don't sit in the spring breeze every day. What do I need so many envoys and boys?

Sang Feng: There are all the immortals, but the adults here are empty. I look anxious.

Wu Xingxue himself was not worried, and could not understand why his palace was empty and others were anxious.

He smiled and replied: Really there are all immortals? Is there any one you don't want? I don't believe it.

Sang Feng: ...

After a while, Sang Feng reluctantly admitted: Okay, Tiansu won't want it either.

Wu Xingxue raised his eyebrows.

Sang Feng hurriedly asked for help: But Tiansu has that kind of temperament after all.

Wu Xingxue: Which?

Sang Feng considered for a moment, and said, In the words of Meng Gu, if the envoy and the child sent over, they would freeze to death in two days.

Wu Xingxue: ?

After he opened his eyes in the spring breeze, he vaguely heard that Tiandao called another person to become an immortal.

But first, he is not interested in what immortals are in Xiandu, and secondly, although he can chat and laugh with anyone, he never takes the initiative to visit anyone's palace, and thinks that Tiansu is not keen to meet immortal friends. .

In addition, they have their own business, after more than half a year, they have only heard their names, but they have never met.

Every time he went to Xiandu, he always heard Tiansu's name taboo in the words of others, and every time he was accompanied by words like his temperament, how is it?.

The more you hear it, the harder it is to not pay attention.

However, even if Wu Xingxue is curious, it is very limited.

He just came back from work and destroyed a strange line. It was when he was lazy and wanted to rest.

But the corners of his mouth are deceiving, so Sang Feng didn't see it at all.

Hey, let's not mention the other side. I heard that adults like to be lively, how can you like to be lively to make the residence so deserted. Sang Feng said, Isn't it... afraid of the messenger and the boy?

Before the King Ling could open his mouth, he said again: Let's put a hundred hearts in the work of the Lige. Those immortal envoys and boys are sensible and obedient, and their words and deeds are very appropriate, and they will never cause trouble!

After boasting, he persuaded: I want one.

Do not.

...

Wu Xingxue Xin said that the immortal envoys and boys released by your ritual pavilion are obedient, but they are old-fashioned and boring. Even if I get it back and put it in a row, it can't be lively. What do you want to do?

But it is said that the characters of those fairy envoys and boys were personally adjusted by the Lord Sang Feng, Wu Xingxue thought about it, it would be disgraceful, and said: Although I like to be lively, but there are people in the house. out of sight.

...

There is no refutation for this reason, Sang Feng's persuasion was fruitless, he let out a long sigh, and turned his head away three steps. Before leaving, Wu Xingxue saw that he was really pitiful, and said politely, If there is a shortage of people one day, I will ask you if you want it.

Okay, I remember.

Blame Sang Feng for being too honest, but if he hides by the spring breeze and watches for a few more nights, he will find out that what the King of Spirit says is full of nonsense.

Especially the phrase you can't close your eyes when someone is in the house.

He was born in Luohuatai, listened to the most lively voices and turned into a human being, and never minded that there were people or voices in the house. Instead, he needs some sound to rest.

The sound of falling flowers or the sound of the wind is fine. A few times when he closed his eyes and rested his mind, he dropped a few shadows of spiritual energy on the couch, and sang a play while beating gongs and cymbals.

He leaned his head and listened, and actually slept soundly.

***

At that time, Wu Xingxue really didn't plan to ask for any immortal envoys or children, until soon after he cleaned up the messy line and got to Jiamingzhiye.

Generally speaking, the chaotic lines caused by someone changing the past often have some similar symptoms——

Such as seeing people or things that cannot appear here in a certain boundary; such as timing confusion, being pulled into the past or a certain day in the future; such as someone in a strange state, neither living nor living. Not dead.

Wu Xingxue has seen a lot, and he can see it at a glance without an edict.

However, after those chaotic lines were cleaned up, there was no obvious sign that could be seen at a glance.

It's just that Wu Xingxue never believed blindly, and would not listen to Tian Zhao's Okay and just ignore it. He often followed the cause and effect, and probed again and again to confirm that the chaos on the line was completely eliminated before returning to Xiandu.

Therefore, every time he goes to the world, it is not a moment and a half, it always takes a very long time. And as long as he has dealt with it, he has never made a mistake.

So that day, when he saw the pair of skinny spirits in Jiamingzhiye, he really couldn't react immediately.

He looked at each other with the two little ghosts, and it took him a while to realize that they were the ghost children in the legend of Jiamingzhiye.

The story was circulated in the three years when his five senses were closed, and the first edict he received after opening his eyes was to bring all the people involved in the story back on track.

He spent ten days at that time, traveling in different years, and simply cut off the cause and effect, and dragged the monk who caused the disaster back to the beginning.

Holding the sword, he watched the cultivator die tragically at that node, and took the path he should take. And then everything was safely put on the right track.

He remembered very clearly that the pair of brothers who were displaced and crossed the wild of Jiaming came to the capital. He checked, everything was as it was, and nothing went wrong.

So why are there still two little spirits in the wild of Jia Ming?

And when the two spirits saw him, they ran towards him, raised their faces and shouted, God!

This reaction is as if he knew him.

This is very strange.

Because what he did should not be remembered - people who got back on track would just feel like they were on the right track and never had a problem.

Wu Xingxue frowned at the time, thinking that Tianzhao made a mistake, or that he had missed something when he cleaned up.

However, he reached out and found that the two spirits were not real spirits, they were more like phantoms.

He was still worried and checked for a long time. I finally confirmed that I didn't miss anything, that pair of brothers were living their lives in that capital.

These two phantoms on the wild of Jia Ming are like traces left in the gap between life and death returning to the right track, proving that he has done something.

Wu Xingxue was a little stunned at the time, and asked the two phantoms, Have you seen me?

The little devil shook his head.

The older one thought for a while, pointed to his mask and said, I've seen it before

Wu Xingxue asked again, Where have you seen it?

Both of them were at a loss this time, and then shook their heads obediently.

Then why are you staying here? Wu Xingxue raised his chin, indicating that the wilderness was desolate and uninhabited.

The two little devils rolled their eyes and thought hard, but couldn't remember anything.

Wu Xingxue was stunned.

After all, it's just an afterimage, so naturally you won't really know everything.

The afterimage will not interfere with the track, and it will dissipate on its own in a few days. Wu Xingxue wanted to recruit a wind and give them a ride.

But the two little devils stared at him, rather aggrieved.

Wu Xingxue thought about it, and withdrew her hand and said angrily, Then you can do it yourself, I'm leaving.

As a result, before taking two steps, the two little devils stuck up again.

When the snow in Wuxing stops, they stop. Wu Xingxue walked, and they followed.

After a few times, the dignified King Ling squatted down and said, It's up to me, right?

The two little devils nodded.

Wu Xingxue: ...

Row.

There is no interference from left and right, so let's just pretend that he has pinched two paper figures.

he thought.

So three days later, rumors spread throughout Xiandu, saying that King Ling had returned from business and had brought two little boys for himself, making Lord Sang Feng of Lige cry in anger.

Sang Feng was scared when he heard this rumor, but King Ling believed the second half of the sentence. So he took the two little boys and strolled to the Li Pavilion, saying that he wanted to appease him.

As a result, after an hour of comfort, Sang Feng really wanted to cry.

When King Ling saw that his posture was wrong, he turned his head with the little boy and was about to leave.

Sang Feng shouted from behind: Sir! Where can I send the prepared boys in my row? They have been with me for almost half a year, my lord!

The King Spirit kept walking without turning his head and said, Leave the scourge to Tiansu, just in case.

He was tall and had long legs, and he walked very fast for fear of being overtaken by the overly enthusiastic Sang Feng. The two little boys hadn't fully adapted to the road in Xiandu, and they trotted with their short legs, but they still fell a lot.

Wu Xingxue walked to the White Jade Steps, only then did he remember that he was a boy now. So he stopped, turned his head and waited for the two little things to follow.

It was at that moment that he met Xiao Fuxuan for the first time in Xiandu.

He heard two soft clicks at that time, like the sound of a sword and a scabbard colliding lightly. He turned his head and saw Tiansu Shangxian walking up the white jade steps with his sword in hand.

The other party also seemed to be aware of someone on the top of the steps, and raised his eyes to look up.

The wind of Xiandu rolled past him and swiped up again. Wu Xingxue smelled the familiar spirit breath in the wind.

At that moment, he was stunned in the wind.

And the other party also paused for some reason.

Wu Xingxue came back to her senses, and her thin lips moved. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw two groups of black shadows trotting over and almost collided with his calf.

While running, he asked: Sir, who is Tiansu? Why did you let people harm him?

Wu Xingxue: ...

Seeing that the day Su had already raised his feet, he was going to pass them by. Hearing this, his steps stopped suddenly.