1. Meng Gong's eyes, soul-fixing pill

"That's right, what's wrong?" Laojun of Taishang stroked the silver-white beard on his chest with his right hand and looked at Meng Po with some confusion.

"No, of course, nothing. I thought I could see my old man again all of a sudden. I was so happy that I couldn't believe it!" Meng Po quickly covered her face and smiled and stepped aside.

"Hahahahaha..." The Jade Emperor was also happy to see this: "Where is the best treatment between heaven and earth, in this regard, Meng Po's treatment is the highest, and the couple is reunited, good!"

"Then, it's not my blessing to you, Jade Emperor!" When Meng Po heard this, she knelt down and thanked her.

"Okay, I asked Meng Gong to give him an important task, hahaha!" Laojun on the side looked at Meng Po like this, a little unbearable, and opened up the topic and introduced the main business.

"Transfer to the Duke Meng!" A thousand miles of voice spread quickly.

In a blink of an eye, a ball of blue smoke rose on the ground, and an elderly but neat figure appeared in front of everyone. He was Meng Gong. Why did he come so quickly? Who said that the distance between the earth and the underground palace would be so far away? It was actually just in front of him, just a different space. He was dressed in a simple cloth jacket and shoes, and his silver hair was tied into a small bun, which set off a face that was not full of wrinkles but energetic. His eyes also shot out a fierce and dexterous light from time to time. Judging from his agile and nimble steps, it goes without saying that he was a man with kung fu. His current identity is the dean and arch-leader of the Ghost Academy of Colorful Valley.

"Master Meng, how are you doing recently?" Laojun was the first to tease when he saw Meng Gong coming.

"Wow, it turns out that Lord Tianzun and the Jade Emperor Hell are here. I don't know, I hope to forgive me!" When Meng Gong saw the Jade Emperor's Supreme Lord Hell, and a row of fairies were looking at him, he was so scared that he knelt down and bowed hard.

"No need to be polite. We are all waiting for you here. We are going to give you a task. Come and see your two new disciples!" Laojun didn't say much and pulled Meng Gong to the front of the drunkard and Xiaojun.

"They?" When Meng Gong saw the couple in front of him, the Jedi was shocked. One was a peerless beauty with a watery and a chubby man. Hey, how did they get together?

"Master!" said the drunkard and Xiaojun in unison.

"It's not the master, he is a ghost king! Hahaha!" Laojun interrupted with a smile.

"Meng Po, your husband is here, and he doesn't want to go?" The King of Hell joked.

"He, the place is so wonderful, how could he remember me as a yellow-faced woman?" Meng Po responded with a smile, and stood aside and looked at Meng Gong quietly.

"There are so many people, they are definitely embarrassed to do something. Forget it, don't force them." The Jade Emperor came to resolve the embarrassment.

"Take them to the Qicai Valley to practice, right?" Meng Gong knew what Laojun meant. Could there be other reasons for finding him?

"That's right, they are really not simple. One is the former flower god, and the other is under the guidance of a master. Therefore, your burden is also very heavy. You should pay special attention! Focus on protection and focus on cultivation, do you know?" Laojun looked at the ghost king Meng Gong with a serious face.

"I understand, I will do my best to protect and train them!" Meng Gong patted his chest, and the matter was settled.

"There are many risks below. Xiaojun, come here and I will give you something!" Laojun said to Xiaojun.

"Yes!" Xiaojun heard the call of the Supreme Laojun to her and rushed forward.

"Puchi!" Laojun took out three pills from the gourd around his waist and waved his hand at Xiaojun.

"Pai Pa!" Three light sounds, and three black mole-like dots were immediately added to Xiaojun's white left arm.

"That is the Soul-Stationing Pill, which can help you get rid of danger at critical moments." Laojun said with a smile.

"Wow, I'm willing to give up such a treasure. Xiaojun, thank you Laojun!" The Jade Emperor was watching and was happy for Xiaojun, "I asked him not to give up this thing. Oh, how good is you lucky!"

"This is a very powerful good thing. Xiaojun, you are rich!" Xiaowu saw his master giving Xiaojun such a precious treasure and thought that his master was really a good master.

"Then, Laojun has gone to many treasures, but unfortunately I have never seen anything for the underground palace to share. I think he is so biased." At this time, the King of Hell was a little unhappy and wanted to leave: "Everyone, since the matter has been resolved, I will go back too, and we will have a date later!"

After saying that, the King of Hell disappeared in a dark cloud.

"Then, Laojun, you haven't taught me how to use this treasure yet!" Xiaojun looked at the three black spots on his arm, a little at a loss, and there was still a vague pain there.

"Then, there is no need to teach the Soul-Stationing Pill, which has been implanted into your heart and will be closely connected with your heart." Laojun still laughed, as if he was very sure.

2. How much worries can you have

I would like to ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

On this side, everyone was talking to you and I, but there was a lonely figure in this side, feeling sad.

With a bang, the fist hit the sandstone hard, blood penetrated the back of the hand, and the pain was, it hurt in the heart. Feng Yang, are you really not a man? The hat swirled in the air, broke the branches, and scattered, and the hair was messy. The green face covered with tears, the handsome face had been twisted, and the blood-red eyes set against a desperate heart.

Can he not sigh? Ten thousand years of self-blame finally broke out today.

When three heart-wrenching roars exploded in the air, and when a beautiful woman with flower wings slowly rose up and swaggered in the air, the scene, Feng Yang, who had been hiding beside him, was suddenly soaked in tears.

"Flower God, you are finally back. Ten thousand years, ten thousand years, will your hatred disappear?" Feng Yang murmured to himself. He did not dare to come forward to recognize each other, so he could only bury himself in the desert of memories.

Although it is far away, it is still clear in my memory.

That day, there were the same three roars, and the same pair of pink flower wings spread out. With anger and despair, the flower god left her Hundred Flowers Palace. This time he was gone forever, leaving behind a piece of flowers, and he was as stupid as a wooden chicken. That he was the one he now!

Heavenly rules, what is Heavenly rules?

Men and women cannot have love, the first rule of heaven.

Eloping, descending to earth, the Flower God is determined without hesitation, but he can't do it. Why? Why are there always so many thoughts and so many hesitations?

"Feng Yang, our world is in the mortal world, underground, let's go!" The flower god pulled Feng Yang's voice soft but firm.

"Flower God, do you mean we go down to earth?" Feng Yang was a little surprised.

"It's not going down to earth, it's just elopement, and never coming back here again! I don't want to be separated from you, do you understand what I mean?" The God of Flower still looked at Feng Yang with affection.

"I don't want to separate from you, Hua Shen!" Feng Yang also held her hand tightly, "But, if he elopes now, the Jade Emperor and my prince will definitely be very angry. If we don't do it well, we will destroy our identity as a god. Then will our thousand-year cultivation be ruined?"

"Is cultivation important or I important? The Jade Emperor has told me clearly that I will break the blame with you, otherwise I will be punished by the Heavenly Track." Hua Shen's hand shook and his words began to be weak.

"Without the love between men and women, where did the Jade Emperor's Seven Fairies come from, where did I come from, where did you come from? It's not easy, we can come from secretly!" Feng Yang was trying hard to convince her.

"The first line of the sky track can no longer tolerate us. Can you achieve this without separation here?" Hua Shen's face began to dim, and she took Feng Yang's hand and began to loosen.

"We always have a way, Flower God, don't be impulsive!" Feng Yang hugged Flower God tightly again.

"You don't love me anymore, do you?" Hua Shen turned around and broke free from Feng Yang and walked towards the inner room.

"I don't love you. If I don't love you, would I draw such a loving you? Look at that painting, every stroke in it is a reflection of love!" Feng Yang roared and pulled the flower god to the painting.

"That's the past, the past cannot represent eternity! What I want is eternity!" Hua Shen still turned his head aside.

"Hua God, listen to me!" Feng Yang wanted to turn her head around.

"Either descend to earth or forget it." The Flower God was determined and seemed to have decided, "My master said that my mission is to spread flowers in the world. It seems that I am going to realize my mission."

"No, Flower God, listen, we are Gods, not mortals. Do you want to go down and suffer the suffering of reincarnation? Think clearly! Flower God!" Feng Yang held her hand in despair, and his voice was crying.

"Bang!" The Flower God shook his hand away and walked towards the garden alone.

Feng Yang hurriedly chased him out.

The Flower God came to a pink vase placed beside the rock, gently stroked the three peach blossoms on it, and sniffed them gently with his nose, "Flowers, so fragrant!"

"Hua God, don't be impulsive, let's find a way!" Feng Yang continued to work hard.

"I'll ask you one last question, is it okay to go down to earth now?!" Hua Shen suddenly had love in his eyes, as if he had just returned to his former love, and spread his arms towards Feng Yang.

Seeing this, Feng Yang immediately hugged the Flower God in his arms, "Flower God, believe me, I will go back and tell my prince that I will plead with the Jade Emperor and let him give us a chance!"

"You can't bear to let it go, I can't bear it! Goodbye!" Hua Shen rushed out of his arms.

"Ahhh!" Three heart-wrenching roars exploded in the sky. The original vase had become a pile of debris, and the petals were flying and rotating everywhere, and the pink all over the sky covered the blue sky.

In Feng Yang's shocked eyes, the flower god had already spread a pair of pink transparent flower wings in the air, swelling and flying, gradually disappearing into the distance...

"Flying away? Then where has she been?" the Jade Emperor asked him, and he shook his head blankly.

"Has she descended to earth? Okay, you can do it right, she is too impulsive!" The King of Hell praised him vigorously after hearing Feng Yang's words.

The Hundred Flowers Palace has been empty since then, and it has been empty for more than ten thousand years.

Ten thousand years passed like this, and Feng Yang didn't understand what he had practiced during this period. He just knew how useless he was.

The one she was right in front of her was exactly the same, but unfortunately, the person she was waiting for was not him.

Will he go up? Will her flower god still recognize him? Or will she continue to be a coward and hide aside?

Shame, entanglement, sweat dripped down his blue cheeks. He wiped it hard, but found that the sweat was already blue... His heart felt sad.

At that time, I still had a fair and clean face and was 100% compatible with her. Now? She is still the same beautiful, but I am gray and blue. I can't go back or go back.

Three, suffering and joy, losing your soul

If Feng Yang's sorrow is contradiction and self-satisfaction, then there is another person who is also sad from the bottom of his heart at this time, and she is Xiao Wu.

She was so happy that she jumped around just now. When she thought that the separation was about to come, she suddenly panicked.

Xiao Wu secretly pulled Laojun aside and asked quietly: "Master, you should know a lot. I'll ask you a question, is it easy or difficult to be a ghost?"

"Humans, ghosts, and immortals have their own strengths, and it is not easy." Laojun knew what Xiaowu was thinking about, "However, the mind of being a ghost is darker, and he has to face all kinds of disgusting tortures. Moreover, there are various killings between ghosts and ghosts. If they are not done well, their souls will be dispersed and destroyed invisibly. However, if you practice the Dharma, you can be comparable to the fairy world. Therefore, Xiaojun still has hope. You must believe in the power of the three soul-fixing pills given by your master, and the ghost king Meng Gong will definitely help her very well."

"I know, Master." Xiao Wu's eyes turned red and he lowered his head and walked aside. Her heart was full of fear words such as "killing, torture, and soul scattered", and she heard nothing else.

She seemed to see Xiaojun lying in bloody massacre on a barren mountain and wilderness moaning in pain, but she was powerless and could not reach it even if she reached out her hand.

"Master, can I go down with Xiaojun to be a ghost? You know that I have learned martial arts, maybe I can help the Flower God!" Xiaowu came up with this move.

"No, you are an immortal and cannot be a ghost." Laojun rejected, "I disagree. Your father, Jade Emperor, will not agree even more. Besides, Xiaojun needs to practice himself and have to walk the road by himself. However, you can go down to earth to visit her, there is no problem with this."

"Oh, Xiaowu understands." After that, Xiaowu walked towards Xiaojun silently, saying goodbye was right in front of him.

Xiao Wu in front of me was still Xiao Wu, but it seemed that I suddenly had no smile.

Xiaojun was completely unaware that Xiaowu's heart was quietly approaching collapse. She was still listening to the drunkard talking about how to take revenge after returning to the world.

How could Xiaojun know that her every move had touched every nerve of another girl? After all, Xiaowu had not known her for a long time! How could she know that Xiaowu had admired her in the Baihua Palace for so long? Now she had the opportunity to see the real person, but she was going to separate instantly, and there was no way to know whether she was going to die or alive.

Fate may be fate. Xiaowu can only endure this emotion, and she has no room for explosion.
To be continued...