Wen Xiu took two sacred birds to Lanyin Temple and hovered on the top of Lanyin Temple.
It was clearly a bright day, but the colorful golden pheasants and white-necked crows couldn't fall behind.
Under the bright sunshine, the scenery of Lanyin Mountain is beautiful, and the haze is flowing, as if there is a rainbow.
But in the eyes of the two divine birds, the soft and light mist-like haze was like a layer of mist, unable to see the edge or the bottom.
This is extremely dangerous. If a bird flying in the air cannot see clearly where it lands, it is very easy to hurt itself.
The two divine birds did not dare to fall down, so Wen Xiu gave a clear cry and took the lead to fly into the screen of mist and mist glowing with rays of light.
The boss all stepped forward, and the colorful golden pheasants and white-necked crows were naturally not willing to follow behind, flying into the fog screen behind him.
When you look at it from the sky, it seems like a heavy fog, but when you really fly into it, it turns into clear smoke again.
Under the haze, you can see an ancient temple standing there, with the faint fragrance of orchids in the air.
Wen Xiu hovered above the golden pagoda of the ancient temple, looked down, and landed by the lotus pond with his two younger brothers.
The feathers converged and fell softly to the ground. Wen Xiu turned into a thin young man wearing a feather coat. He held his hands towards the small pavilion beside the lotus pond and said with a smile: "Brother Gong, I'm back."
Gong Mengbi raised his head to look at him, nodded with a smile, and looked behind him. The two demon fairies were half in human form, with fine feathers covering their bodies and bird-headed horses. "You brought your friends back."
Wen Xiu then stepped forward and introduced him: "These are my two younger brothers, their names are... their names are..."
Wen Xiu turned around and asked, "What are your names?"
The colorful golden pheasant said: "The birds call me King Jinyi, just call me Jinyi."
The white-necked crow squawked and said, "Others call me a crow. Does that count as a name?"
Wen Xiu said: "Of course not."
The white-necked crow tilted his head and asked, "I am a crow, why doesn't calling me crow count as my name?"
Wen Xiu grunted, but couldn't quite explain why.
Gong Mengbi helped him out and said: "Your name makes you different from others. You are a crow, but there are countless kinds of crows in the world. If you have a name, it will make you different from other crows and different from other crows." Other people. It makes you realize yourself, gives you wisdom and spirituality."
The white-necked crow understands that when he is with other crows, he does not need names. They distinguish each other by their feathers, sounds, and body shapes, and they do not even need to distinguish each other.
One day, he suddenly had an idea that he was different. When he realized it, he was already a monster.
Given a name, it's as if he woke up from being an ordinary crow and became what he is now.
The white-necked crow quacked and said, "My name is... Feixing!"
Gong Mengbi laughed: "It's a good name."
Upon receiving his compliment, the white-necked crow suddenly felt cold all over. He shook his body, and the feathers on his body disappeared, leaving only his arms with broad wings.
The white-necked crow suddenly seemed to have seen a god, his eyes were bright, and he prostrated himself in front of Gong Mengbi and said, "Thank you, Lord Tianhu."
Jin Yi looked at Feixing with envy, and then bowed before Gong Mengbi and said, "I have met Lord Tianhu."
Wen Xiu suddenly felt speechless and felt that the two little brothers were making it difficult for him.
Gong Mengbi knew what happened just now. He didn't have magical powers that could determine destiny in one word. It was just that Fu Rui was sprouting and he saw good luck. By chance, Feixing's spiritual wisdom developed, and he was one step closer to transforming into a human being.
Gong Mengbi said: "Stop worshiping me. I'm not the Heavenly Fox yet, I'm just practicing the way of the Heavenly Fox. If you follow Wen Xiu, you can be considered my messenger."
Wen Xiu nodded and said: "I already told you that I am the divine envoy of Mount Tai, the general who drives away locusts under Tianhu. How about it? Believe it or not!"
Of course Jinyi and Feixing believed it.
Gong Mengbi looked at Wen Xiu. Wen Xiu shrank his neck, then raised his head, with an expression like "I'm bragging, I'll take any beating or punishment you want, but you're not allowed to expose my shortcomings."
Gong Mengbi hit him on the forehead with his finger, and the pain made him burst into tears.
Jin Yi and Feixing also followed him and shrank their necks, fearing that Gong Mengbi would get angry and harm them.
However, Gong Mengbi did not get angry, but said: "Take your two little brothers to offer a stick of incense to the empress."
Wen Xiu jumped up happily and said, "Let's go and offer incense to the empress."
Jin Yi and Feixing were dragged by him towards the Taishan Empress Temple. Jin Yi was still confused: "What's the meaning of this?"
Wen Xiu said: "Stupid, after offering the incense, you are one of our own."
Jin Yi and Feixing instead urged him to run away.
Gong Mengbi's messenger has two more young generals, making it easier to inform and deliver news.
Seeing them running and jumping away, full of life and vitality, Gong Mengbi turned around and asked, "How is the ghost mother thinking?"
Wen Xiu and the other two people did not see that there was a woman with evil eyes and brows sitting next to Gong Mengbi. Gong Mengbi deliberately concealed her so that they could not see through her.
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother looked at the three little birds, and then at Xiaoqian who was under the shade of a tree further away. She seemed to be more comfortable and confident.
After no longer fighting with Rakshasa ghosts, Xiaoqian gradually returned to simplicity, as if she were alive, with a bit more vitality.
Then he looked at Zhu Zhengxin who was reading to Huzi. This greedy and lustful scholar was just as disgusting as his ancestors. She had changed his mind and turned into a pig demon. Now he could look away from it. His original ugly and ferocious appearance had turned into a pig demon. Gradually it became less terrifying, and there were even signs of gradually turning back into human form.
How strange.
Obviously Gong Mengbi didn't cast a spell to help him, so why could he slowly break away from the shackles of his mind?
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother sighed and said, "Now that you are Daozu and I am Yurou, do I have a choice?"
At that time, Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia escaped into the cliff carvings and sealed her in the painting with the residual image of Zhenru. At that time, Gong Mengbi was only in the seventh grade.
It was just through the power of the goddess's private seal that she was trapped in the painting. But now Gong Mengbi is at the fifth level, on the same level as hers.
One is a mysterious and mysterious rookie, and the other is a senior who has been sealed away for hundreds of years and has accumulated resentment.
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother really wanted to resist, such as tearing up the scroll or beating the fox to death, but she could not do either of them. She didn't want to stay in the painting and continue to be tortured. She had been imprisoned enough.
Gong Mengbi proposed today that if she swears not to harm anyone again, he will let her go.
Of course, the Rakshasa Ghost Mother could deceive Gong Mengbi, but she was afraid that she would be seen through at a glance, and she did not want to deceive herself and others, so she spoke frankly and honestly: "The resentment in my heart is difficult to wash away, and the demonic thoughts in my heart are even more difficult to suppress, even if I am willing to swear, I want to Even if I want to stop, I can’t do it.”
"Now I am no longer the goddess of flowers, let alone Zhenniang. I am a Rakshasa ghost and the Rakshasa ghost mother."
"I can't help venting my anger and resentment, and I can't escape the bloodshed. My resentment has turned into a jar of poisonous wine during the hundreds of years I was imprisoned, poisoning both the Sanhua Goddess and Zhenniang to death. I can do this Talking to you calmly means I am trying my best to restrain myself."
