The fairy father

Li Ping'an was 'obsessed'.

When Mu Ningning heard Uncle Qingsu's call and rushed to take care of Li Ping'an, Li Ping'an was lying on the bed, his face was like gold paper, he was dying, he seemed to be breathing out more and less breathing back.

"Brother!"

Mu Ningning shouted in a tearful tone and threw herself next to the bed where Li Ping'an had not slept several times.

She wanted to hug Li Ping'an, but she didn't know how to start.

Li Ping'an opened his eyes, looked at her, and whispered: "You can't die...don't worry...it's just that the soul is a little tired..."

Mu Ningning asked in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, how did you become possessed? Have you used any pills?"

In desperation, Mu Ningning took Li Ping'an's right hand, and a ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated Li Ping'an's body, only to find that his own spiritual consciousness was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Can't detect anything.

Li Ping'an sighed: "I asked Master to call you over so that you could take care of me. I can't let Master take care of me as an apprentice... My injury is not serious, I'm just tired..."

Mu Ningning hurriedly said: "Brother, please don't talk. Just lie down. I'm right here!"

"Well, I'll take a nap."

Li Ping'an responded softly, then closed his eyes and concentrated, and soon fell asleep.

Sleeping is the best way to restore the power of the soul.

Mu Ningning thought about how her mother took care of her when she was sick when she was young, and she was busy beside the bed.

She took off the blood-stained robe for Li Pingan, took off his shoes and socks, untied his hair tie, then went to get a basin of spiritual spring water, and carefully wiped Li Pingan's neck and chest.

Because Li Pingan's injury was to his soul, Mu Ningning ran back to Caiyun Peak, brought incense for calming the mind and regulating the breath, and lit the incense burner next to Li Pingan.

The green mist was rising, and a little snoring came from the tip of Li Ping'an's nose.

Mu Ningning sat by the bed for a while, looking down at Li Pingan's face, feeling that Li Pingan's breath gradually returned to normal, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

‘It’s indeed as my senior brother said, it’s nothing serious, I’m just too tired. ’

She was about to go to Senior Uncle Qingsu to ask why his soul was so tired, but just as Mu Ningning was about to get up, she thought of something else.

She looked down at Li Pingan, carefully moved a strand of hair from Li Pingan's forehead, and asked in a low voice:

"Senior brother, can you hear me?"

Li Ping'an didn't respond, and his snoring didn't stop.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Ningning had some bold thoughts in his heart.

But as soon as she had this thought, she felt her face getting slightly hot.

After several hesitations, she was still too shy after all. She lowered her head and quickly left Li Ping'an's bedroom, and quickly adjusted her mentality outside the door.

‘What’s wrong with me? ’

Mu Ningning sighed inwardly.

Suddenly she heard two sounds of Peng Peng, and two small figures seemed to jump out of her shoulders.

The fairy on the left is wearing an elegant white dress, and the witch on the right is wearing a looming vermilion gauze skirt.

The fairy on the left said: "Mu Ningning, Mu Ningning, you have to be ashamed. You are not Taoists, how can you do such an intimate act." ’

The witch on the right said: "Senior Brother Ping'an is now famous on the shores of the East China Sea. Everyone in the sect now knows that the Immortal of Great Fortune has a son who is a quasi-immortal of Dawu. Anyone who is close to him and listens to his instructions will be able to break through to the heavenly immortal." , I’m sure there will be fairies from the True Immortal and the Yuan Immortal who will come to him to practice dual cultivation together! If you don’t kiss me now, you might not be able to kiss me in the future! ’

The fairy on the left sighed: "It's not like dual cultivators would really want a male and female bridal chamber. Such an idea is too shameless." ’

The witch on the right pinched her waist and said: 'Do you believe this? Just on Caiyun Peak, how many women have come to you to inquire about Senior Brother Ping An's condition in the past six months? If you don’t take action now, you will regret it in the future. What’s there to be ashamed of after you’ve already become an immortal? ’

"Oh! You've already become an immortal, so why do you care about the secular etiquette?"

Mu Ningning's soul pinched her waist and screamed, then she bit her silver teeth lightly, stomped her feet lightly, and immediately turned around and went back.

Suddenly I heard a voice: "Ning Ning?"

"Uncle!"

Mu Ningning turned to look at the lecture hall, saw Qing Su in an ice blue dress, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

Qingsu asked: "How is Ping An?"

"Back to Senior Uncle, Senior Brother has fallen asleep," Mu Ningning said, "Senior Brother should be fine, and his complexion is starting to look rosy. Is Senior Brother really going crazy while practicing Kung Fu?"

"this……"

Qing Su couldn't give an answer.

Li Ping'an just said he was going to try something, then he pushed her away and asked her not to investigate.

"When I heard the sound of him vomiting blood and came in to see him, he passed out holding a jade talisman."

Qing Su looked a little helpless and said softly:

“I always rely on him in whatever he wants to do on a daily basis, but this is the first time that he has hurt himself like this.

"If I knew he would be so seriously injured, I should have stopped him."

Mu Ningning sighed softly and said: "Uncle, I will go back and ask the master to find some elixirs for rejuvenating the spirit. Now that the senior brother is asleep, I don't know where he put the elixirs."

"No need," Qing Su said, "I'll go to the Fanshi Palace. Elder Yan Sheng said when he came here to express his gratitude for peace, if he was missing any elixirs or treasures, he would go look for him."

Mu Ningning asked in a low voice: "Well, are you just being polite?"

"Just ask," Qing Su said a little disappointedly, "It seems that apart from being able to teach him how to practice, I'm not very good at anything else, and I don't know how to refine elixirs."

Mu Ningning also wanted to comfort her uncle.

To be able to cultivate into a heavenly being within a few hundred years is already an incredible achievement.

Qing Su didn't give Mu Ningning a chance to speak, and her body turned into a beam of rainbow light and quickly disappeared.

After a while, Qing Su not only brought back large and small bags of pills, but also brought back several gray-haired inner sect elders to give Li Pingan a good diagnosis and treatment.

The results of the elders' consultation also made Qingsu and Mu Ningning feel relieved.

"There aren't any big issues."

Elder Yan Sheng, the elder of Tianxian Realm Sect and the rotating master of Yangyun Hall and Fanshi Hall, was also slightly relieved at this moment.

He heard Qing Su say that Li Ping'an went crazy and vomited blood, and also said that Li Ping'an had injured Dao Ji, so he called several elders in the hall and rushed over.

Yan Sheng warned:

"The soul was damaged, and the spiritual consciousness was almost drained in a very short period of time. It was like extreme fatigue.

"It will take several months to cultivate. Don't let him retreat to enlightenment. The best way is to let him relax his mind.

"You can take him around and see the scenery."

Qing Su cupped her hands and said, "Elder Xie, I remember it."

"Well," Elder Yan Sheng took two bottles of elixirs and handed them to Mu Ningning, and gave instructions on how to use the elixirs.

Suddenly a cry came from the cave door: "How is peace!"

Li Dazhi rushed in, glared at several elders, and rushed to Li Ping'an's bedroom.

"Uncle! Don't be anxious!"

Mu Ningning briefly explained Li Ping'an's situation.

Li Dazhi arrived at Li Ping'an's bed and inspected it carefully. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and came out to greet the elders.

Li Dazhi asked: "Didn't you feel fine just now? Was it caused by me teaching the exercises?"

"Probably not," Qing Su said softly, remembering Li Ping'an's words before he fell into coma, "Maybe it was because he had not been able to obtain magical powers before, which made him a little disappointed."

"well!"

Li Dazhi suddenly frowned.

He whispered: "I thought this would be a good thing, but I didn't expect it... Oh, don't mention it. Try not to spread this matter to the public. When others ask, they will say that Ping An's magical power is a useless magical power and is of no use. "

Qing Su nodded slightly, and several elders nodded in agreement.

Mu Ningning suddenly asked: "Uncle, how did you know that Senior Brother Ping An was injured?"

"The two deacons from Fanshi Palace came to call me."

"This is bad," Mu Ningning frowned slightly, "If word spreads about senior brother going crazy and getting injured, I'm afraid many people will come to greet me. Senior brother likes to be clean."

Li Dazhi smiled and said, "It would be nice to hang a Do Not Disturb sign at the door."

Mu Ningning responded thoughtfully.

Of course Li Dazhi didn't know what his candidate for the number one daughter-in-law was worrying about.

He, a wealthy immortal, stayed here for half an hour. He checked Li Ping'an's condition again and found that he was indeed gradually recovering, so he rushed back to Zhuyuntang to continue handling the official duties at hand.

Mu Ningning's worries are not without reason.

Only half a day after Li Dazhi left, Mu Ningning’s master, True Immortal Qingxu, brought several True Immortals and several Caiyun Peak disciples to visit the ‘Great Enlightenment Quasi Immortal’ Li Ping’an.

Li Ping'an fell into a deep sleep, unaware of this.

Qing Su was not happy about the crowd and hid in the inner hall to practice, leaving only Mu Ningning to guard here and thank the elders for Senior Brother Ping An.

This visit to the Immortal is just the beginning.

Not long after Qingxu and others left, a group of immortal disciples came to Yaochen Peak, and a group of immortal disciples came to Jianyun Peak. Moreover, they were all Lao Zhenxian, Lao Yuanxian, and those who had their cultivation bottlenecked. A female disciple with a graceful and graceful figure.

There were only a few male disciples who came to visit, namely Gu Qingcheng, Yu Yingshu, and other senior fellow apprentice Feng who went to Donghai to train together last time.

Mu Ningning found a moment to dress up, then hurried back and forth, serving tea and water, saying words of gratitude, as if she were the hostess of the place.

From late afternoon to sunset, Mu Ningning was already feeling dizzy from exhaustion as she sent away the last group of fellow patients visiting the hospital.

Serving tea and water would not be too tiring, but talking to people and having to deal with so many elders in the family is really tiring.

When Mu Ningning was about to close the door of the cave and activate the formation here, a wisp of sound suddenly penetrated into her ears, but it was her master Qingxu.

"Ning Ning, you and Ping An are just brothers and sisters who have a good relationship with each other, but your behavior today was a bit excessive."

Mu Ningning was stunned for a moment: "Master..."

Qingxu sighed:

"Several people have reminded me just now that you and Ping An have not yet become a Taoist couple, and taking such personal care of you will naturally affect your reputation.

"Ping An's injury is well, you can come back to practice.

"If he doesn't come looking for you later, what do you have to think about?"

"Well, disciple, don't worry."

Mu Ningning responded softly, then lowered her head and sighed softly, closed the door, turned around and stared at the lotus pond for a while.

She walked back to Senior Brother Ping An's bedroom with her hands behind her back, moved a futon, and sat at the end of Li Ping An's bed.

The curls of green smoke coming out of the incense burner were continuously absorbed by Li Ping'an.

At Li Ping'an's memorial platform, his soul was sitting cross-legged, thinking quietly about something.

He is comprehending his own magical powers.

Right in front of Li Ping'an's Yuanhun, a ray of light flows slowly like water, and the same pictures appear in it.

Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​bones;

The fat immortal who was exhausted;

Half of a body being lifted;

A golden arrow shot from the blood cloud.

This calamity will happen to my father later.

This is completely different from the catastrophe that Li Ping'an had thought about before. After he had forced himself to see this scroll three times in a row, he had collected all the information he could get.

Among the corpses at the bottom of the screen, there are humans and demons, with the majority being humans;

The space in the far distance of the screen is damaged, as if there are masters fighting;

At the edge of the screen, the body of a colorful python appears, and in the distance there are several huge birds crashing down;

The real threat to his father was the blood cloud above and the golden arrow.

And according to what I had in my mind when I saw this scene for the first time, it seemed to be... the sunset arrow used by Hou Yi to shoot the sun in the ancient mythological era.

Then, as long as he finds the whereabouts of the Sunset Arrow, he can find out in advance the powerful enemy who will hurt his father in the future.

Not to mention killing such a powerful enemy in advance...

Wouldn't it be better to just hide away?

To avoid disaster, the important thing is the word "hide".

Li Ping'an's soul power gradually recovered, and his mind became more and more active.

He had been thinking about the Great Tribulation of the Gods before, but now he suddenly woke up. One of him and his father had not yet become an immortal, and the other had just become an immortal. They were not even cannon fodder in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

The Great Tribulation of the Gods is the battle between Chanjiao and Jiejiao. One of the most classic scenes is when the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao broke into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, and most of them were cut off by the ruthless Empress Yunxiao with the help of the Hunyuan Golden Dou. gas.

Except for those [disciples who specialize in explaining the teaching to ward off disasters], even ordinary immortals are not qualified to leave their names in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

‘Let’s get over this disaster that I don’t know when it will come. ’

Sunset arrows, blood clouds, colorful pythons...

Why did the father fight with the demon clan?

How will the war between humans and monsters break out?

Now that the human race is powerful, the demon race has retreated to Xizhou and taken refuge with the two saints of the Western Sect. As long as my father did not go to Xizhou, how could he encounter so many demons?

Li Ping thought quietly.

When his father's disaster occurred, the area where his father was should have been at the edge of a battle between humans and demons;

It is very likely that a war broke out between the human race and the demon race somewhere, and my father and the immortals of Wanyun Sect rushed to support, and then my father fell into danger.

The area where this scene is located is a river valley, and at the end of the river valley there seems to be thousands of miles of blue waves. It may be an area on the coast of the East China Sea.

It is also feasible to find this terrain and mark this location so that father will not appear here in the future.

Li Ping'an planned carefully.

In fact, since his father became an immortal, he has also been a little slack. He has been focusing on things such as refining weapons, and has become less diligent in seclusion.

From now on, you should give priority to improving your own Tao realm;

After all, the weapon refining, elixir refining, and talisman formations are only used to assist in cultivation.

If his father's calamity cannot be avoided, the more strength he has, the more chance he will have to help his father kill powerful enemies.

What he saw was his father's future destiny?

He doesn't believe this.

Destiny is always in your own hands!

…

At the same time, several casual cultivators traveling together passed by the Wanyun Sect's mountain gate from south to north.

An old man with gray hair pursed his lips and lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about something. In fact, his mind was controlled by a thousand-year-old cow louse.

In the far southeastern region of Xizhou, in the black smoky crater.

King Kuangshan narrowed his eyes slightly and held a treasured ancestral mirror in his hand.

This mirror has only one purpose, and that is to detect whether there is a strong person in a certain area.

Wan Yunzong, right?

You dare to play tricks on me, right?

First see how many masters you have, and then call a few friends to sneak attack on your mountain gate!

We must catch those young disciples, slap the female disciples to death, and throw the male disciples to those male demonic cows!

"Hahahahaha!"

Niu Benben, the king of Kuangshan, took a deep breath, with a sinister smile on his lips, and began to activate this ancestral mirror.

In the mirror, through the eyes of the puppet, Kuangshan King saw the thin mountain-protecting formation and the peak forest within the mountain-protecting formation.

He blew out a puff of black smoke from his nose, and beams of light suddenly appeared in the mirror.