She was born because of Him, rising from a desperate situation and looking down upon everyone! On the road of "One" to the extreme, all the immortals and deities are just stepping stones. Now she already has the rudimentary foundation of Zhang Zhen Tian, which points directly to the true meaning of the Great Dao.
How could he be trapped in this mere immortal bottleneck? It turned out to be the fault of the ancient immortal lineage.
"He"'s anger gradually dissipated and he returned to silence, pure gray and black, as if something was brewing.
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The 739th year of Zhenglong in the Daqian calendar.
Xue Xintong has turned one year old. With the nourishment of spiritual treasures, a child of this age has fully grown his spiritual roots, and his bloodline has become seventy-eight years old. This is the time for the Xue family to test their aptitude.
Pei Xihe looked up and saw that many of Xue's mother's relatives and friends had come to the small courtyard that used to be remote. They hoped that this girl would have a good future and a smoother path to immortality.
Jin Hu winced, stretched his body, and shouted: "Oh, how can you bear it? It's so boring to keep looking at a little girl here."
Now that Helian Jiucheng is a divine fox, he has returned to his childhood state, and inevitably jumps a lot. He often takes some fairy crystals from her and goes to look for food on the streets of Shouyi City.
Nowadays, among the vendors selling meals in this city, who doesn’t know that a golden-furred fox is their “God of Wealth”?
Pei Xihe's eyebrows stretched, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's a bit boring, but it's not that important compared to the opportunity of the great road."
"I think in the past, I could be regarded as a god in my cultivation. I felt that I had achieved enlightenment before, and I had already gained a glimpse of the real world, but I didn't want to be blocked on the threshold of immortality."
The fox shook his big tail and comforted her: "The Nine Realms at your age are hard to find in the past, so there is no harm in settling down."
His eyes are big and round, and only his tail shows a little bit of the narrowness unique to foxes, which adds to his cuteness. Pei Xihe couldn't help but praise in his heart, it's hard for such a creature to behave in such a young manner.
The same goes for the little girl, with a pair of moon-like ink eyes, shining like pearls. Now in the courtyard, I curiously put my hand on a round bead, and three colors of light emitted from it.
Fire is red, wood is green, and gold is white. All are six to three inches in size, medium grade.
It was the same as what was detected that day. Xue's mother's face changed slightly. She looked at her daughter who didn't know what it meant, and her eyes turned red.
Then the three-color luster dissipated, and Xue Xintong only felt that his body was faintly warm, his face was a little rosy, and his blood echoed with the bead, creating strange phenomena inside.
The peak of Xue's Yanhua bloodline can transform into twelve grades of red lotus. Now, looking at the transparent bead, the seventh grade appears one by one.
When everything was settled, the guests praised with smiles, but in a perfunctory manner. A few hours later, the first-year banquet came to an end and the guests dispersed. Xue Qingliu asked the servant girl to step back and hugged her daughter, with a hint of crying in her voice.
"My son."
Xue Xintong frowned and waved his little hand to wipe away his tears.
"Mom, don't cry, don't cry, I'm good."
Xue Qingliu brushed away her tears and said with a hint of sobs in her voice: "Xintong, mother can't stay with you for long, you must, must..."
She choked, everyone knows that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes.
I am not very talented, how can I expect my daughter to become a phoenix?
"Mom, I only hope that you will have a healthy and smooth life."
Xue Qingliu pressed his forehead against Xue Xintong's, and there was a tender feeling between mother and daughter.
Pei Xihe looked away and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The golden-haired fox puffed up his chest, snorted, and said proudly: "In our Celestial Fox clan, licking fur is the most intimate thing."
Licking hair is great!
Pei Xihe smiled and rubbed his head, but suddenly froze. He had never thought that all the fur on his body might have been licked by the fox himself.
Tsk tsk, she retracted her hand without leaving a trace.
Pei Xihe was a little confused at this time.
Could it be that this opportunity was to let her experience the deep love of licking a calf? No way. She asked herself, she was never confused about this. There was a big dream under the hibiscus tree, like reincarnation. In it were parents who taught them painstakingly, and parents who bought and sold their children. She had already seen clearly this.
It seems to point to something else.
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It was the seventh hundred and forty-fifth year of Zhenglong in the reign of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Xue Qingliu's old illness relapsed, and the serious illness was difficult to heal. The Yuanying in his body collapsed, and his spiritual energy escaped. His life finally came to an end.
On the bed, she held Xue Xintong's hand. No matter how much unwillingness and pity she had in her eyes, it completely dimmed and was concentrated in her closed eyes.
The seven-year-old girl was crying loudly. She had practiced swordsmanship for many years and endured hardships. Her temper showed a tenacity that was beyond her peers, but now she didn't have even half of her former strength.
Helian Jiucheng turned to look at Pei Xihe, but he didn't ask anything, "Why don't you save this female cultivator?", "Isn't your method of saving a Nascent Soul very simple?".
Because why save?
Life and death are determined, and Pei Xihe doesn't care about the so-called master-disciple fate, so there is no reason to save a stranger and be tainted with some karma.
If she really saved him, it wouldn't be Pei Xihe.
This is an iron-blooded swordsman who cultivates killing by killing and realizes Shura's sword. If she really had such a kind heart, Pei Xihehe would have become a female bodhisattva praised by everyone.
Helian Jiucheng said: "Now this little girl's biological mother has died of illness. She is alone and can only rely on her family. If something happens to her, will it affect the persimmon tree?"
Having said that, Pei Xihe rubbed her chin and said, "Nothing will happen to her."
She will not interfere with how Xue Xintong grows up. The girl should choose how to live her life after her mother's death, but Pei Xihe will not cause her to worry about life and death.
But she didn't expect that this little girl was really in trouble.
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The 749th year of Zhenglong in the Daqian calendar.
Eleven-year-old Xue Xintong was holding a long sword and practicing swordsmanship. Her talent in this path gradually became apparent. She has worked hard in practice and can always bear one or two fruits. Now she has reached the ninth level of foundation building. Colorful jade steps were condensed.
Pei Xihe looked at them and thought to himself, they are really similar.
She raised her right index finger lightly, and a gust of strong wind quietly went forward, deflecting the flying sword into the wind and waves, so as not to affect Xue Xintong's lifeline.
Xue Xintong sat slumped on the ground, with purple lines looming on his right hand, indicating that the spiritual power in the blocked meridians was temporarily disordered. Previously, the spirit sword lost control and almost pierced the heart.
This was Pei Xihe's forty-seventh secret rescue. Even though Xue Xintong was a fool, he also noticed something was wrong.
She shouted: "Thank you, God!"
Helian Jiucheng stretched out his paw and scratched the fox's head, and asked: "This girl's luck is too bad."
Luck is elusive, but at their fairyland level, they can still observe and figure it out.
The monk himself is a field. The higher his cultivation level, the more he can gather this invisible destiny by himself. The trials and disasters faced by higher realms will naturally become more and more dangerous, and luck will gradually increase. This is in line with the so-called "the interdependence of misfortunes and blessings."
With the passing of Xue Qingliu, without the blessing of the Yuanying monk, Xue Xintong was born with declining luck, and his physique, commonly known as the "Chosen Unlucky Egg", gradually appeared.
Because I feel that this plot is more of a daily routine and is more of a process of thinking within the heroine’s mind. It is not very compact in itself, and if it is not continuous, the penetration is not good. I never liked the plot point of Kavinka, so I might as well forget about this plot point.
In addition, there is actually a recommendation slot this afternoon. As far as this subscription score is concerned...
I really feel like I should give a few kisses to my dear editor sister, woo woo woo.
[A few words about the plot, so this article is up to now. The heroine has killed three corpses before she became an immortal due to the "Tao Heart Seed Demon". She has never had a demon in her heart. This is very strange in itself. existence of bugs. In my personal understanding, it is impossible to have a completely perfect human nature. It has too many facets, so I have explained that the heroine has an imperfect character from the first twenty chapters. After climbing to a high place, I forget my original intention and then find it again. From a God's perspective, I certainly don't think it should be done, but in fact it is something that exists in reality. I think it is more real and logical, so I hope not to be too harsh. 】
[In addition, I have been emphasizing the concept of "all come to one" and the importance of "one" before, but this plot is actually explaining and defining the true "one", which is also the most important plot connection in the later period. 】
[Combined with the previous chapter, readers should actually guess that the heroine can break through the immortal and reach the true heaven of the palm even if she does not understand the real "one". But Ri Heng, who is from the lineage of the Ancient Immortal, did something wrong, which he will explain later. Just sauce. 】
