Tiandao doesn't work today

At the same time that Yan Nu was leading people to create a paradise and build a reincarnation platform.

Miaohan and Shen Leling are immersed in the charm of the most beautiful woman in the world and cannot extricate themselves.

It was the old ghost who first noticed the abnormality.

Ever since Yuan Fu took his two daughters to Yuzhang County, there has been no news for several days.

That's all, maybe there are important things to be busy with.

However, the Zichen Sanren who stayed in Jiankang City suddenly discovered that the so-called Wei Jie had actually arrived in Jiankang.

"It's Wei Jie! Wei Jie has come to Kyoto."

"Wei Jie, the most beautiful woman in the world, is famous all over the world for her pure and beautiful beauty. Even the immortals bow down to her."

"It is said that when he was five years old, he was traveling in Luoyang and his outstanding demeanor caused a sensation. The world admired him for being a little man carved out of jade."

"He became even more beautiful when he was thirteen years old. I was lucky enough to see him from afar in Hedong County. His beauty shocked my heart and I dare not forget it to this day."

"Now that he is twenty-five years old, I wonder what kind of demeanor he is?"

"Don't block me, let me see!"

When someone saw Wei Jie, they were so shocked that the news spread to ten people and hundreds of people.

The scholars and people in Jiankang City were all in a sensation. People had already heard of his reputation, and the streets were suddenly empty.

The people who flocked to watch Wei Jie were so dark and crowded that they looked like walls.

As soon as Wei Jie's motorcade arrived at the street from the city gate, it was blocked and almost unable to move.

The curtain on the carriage dropped, blocking his figure. The crowd burst into dissatisfaction and completely blocked the road, trapping the carriage in the middle like a wall.

None of the guards who were accompanying him stopped him because they also wanted to see Wei Jie again.

The soldiers in the market who were supposed to maintain law and order did nothing, and they all looked forward to it.

It seems that now that Wei Jie is here, he can’t pass this street without giving the elders in Kyoto a look!

"Uncle Bao, let me take a look!"

"I saw you twelve years ago and I can never forget you again. I think about you day and night..."

"If I miss my chance today, I will die on the spot."

Some people have seen Wei Jie's extraordinary beauty, and the thoughts that have been accumulated in his heart for a long time suddenly burst out at this moment, swarming him.

Several people rushed up and tore down the curtain with such force that they almost tore the carriage apart.

Suddenly a peerless appearance appeared, attracting the crowd of onlookers, who all fell silent for a moment.

The beauty of this sight made everyone suffocate. Even Zichen Sanren, who was hidden in the crowd, stopped breathing.

"This person's water mirror can see the fireflies, just like seeing the blue sky covered with clouds and mist."

No matter who it was, they were intoxicated at the moment they saw Wei Jie.

It is a clear mirror among people, showing unparalleled brilliance, just like seeing the blue sky when the clouds and mist disperse.

From appearance to posture, from temperament to demeanor, everything is impeccable.

Perhaps his only flaw was the lingering frailty amidst this dazzling beauty.

Weak, he was very weak, his brows furrowed slightly, he seemed to be suffering from an illness that would not go away, and the lightness of Luo Qi's silk brocade seemed to crush him.

But this feeling of weakness, the shortcomings created by it, seemed to make him truly perfect.

After all, it is too exquisite and has no flaws at all, which may make it difficult for people to adapt.

"Jie is really exhausted. Please give me a way to survive, please, elders in Kyoto."

Wei Jie asked melancholy and helplessly, his voice as clear as a jade vibration.

Facing the crowds of people watching, even the carriage was squeezed to the point of being broken, and he seemed to be unable to bear it.

After saying that, he looked out of breath.

But in the eyes of others, this sound is also so beautiful that it takes people's breath away.

"Oh my god, even the voice is so beautiful."

"I'm dying!"

"Back off, let's back off now, Bao'er, you have to take care of yourself."

The place was crowded, and the front row promised to get out of the way, but they could not retreat.

There was a constant crowding of people in the back row, and there were people coming from afar.

The crowd of onlookers rubbed shoulders and even trampled on each other, creating a blockage.

Many people had seen Wei Jie from a distance, but now they finally blocked him in the street, and they suddenly fell into an uncontrollable urge to see him up close even if they were trampled to death.

"Young disciple, please take action, otherwise someone will die again." Wei Jie said weakly upon seeing this.

"yes……"

Just as the scene descended into chaos and a stampede, the driver of the car suddenly stood up and caused a gust of air.

Everyone felt surrounded by cotton, as if they were stepping on clouds, and they all dispersed in a trance.

Look at the carriage again, it actually jumped into the air!

The coachman took Wei Jie, abandoned the other convoys and escorts, drove through the sky, and flew away from the scene.

"ah!"

"That's an immortal!"

"It is rumored that Wei Jie is accompanied by immortals, and it is true!"

"I really wish I could stay with him forever, even as a servant."

The crowd watched Wei Jie leave, full of reluctance and nostalgia. No matter the nobles or the common people, they all envied the coachman and wished that the immortal could go away and drive Wei Jie themselves.

The guards who were left behind obviously thought so too, with proud expressions on their faces, as if they had achieved their ideals in life, even if they clearly failed to fulfill their duties.

"Make way, make way, my uncle Bao has important matters to meet with the Prime Minister."

The guards said, shook off the crowd, and chased the flying carriage on the ground on foot.

At this moment, they showed their strength, and they were all amazing warriors.

"Just now...it seemed that Shen Leling was also in the car?"

Zichen Sanren, who was watching in the crowd, didn't come back to his senses until Wei Jie left.

In fact, there were three other people on the carriage just now, namely Miao Han, Shen Leling and Yuan Fu.

It's just that Wei Jie's beauty is so dazzling that it makes people ignore everything.

As someone commented, traveling with Jie is as bright as a pearl by the side, shining brightly.

No one can ignore him. He is the absolute center in everyone's eyes everywhere, like the brightest star in the night sky, no, the bright moon.

Even if there is a savage beast standing next to Wei Jie, others will appreciate his beauty first.

"How could there be such a beautiful person in the world? It is truly a treasure of the world and a miracle of life."

"If I had known this, I should have asked the water girl to take me with her."

When Zichen Sanren saw Miaohan and Shen Leling beside Wei Jie, he immediately regretted it.

"Is there something wrong with your focus?" At this time, the old ghost's voice suddenly came.

Feng Junyou was also present, emerging from Zichen Sanren's sleeve.

There were so many people just now, and as a ghost, it was inconvenient for him to show up, so he just used his spiritual consciousness to scan the outside world.

Wei Jie is indeed beautiful. He doesn't even have the dirt that a mortal body should have.

He was obviously just a mortal, but under Feng Junyou's spiritual inspection, Wei Jie's pores were blocked, and his whole body was as flawless as jade.

This is really a strange person. He doesn't sweat or get dirty, as if his body doesn't produce such unsightly things at all.

Feng Junyou thought for a moment and sighed to himself. No wonder his body was so weak. God knows how Wei Jie lived to be twenty-five years old?

He worriedly said to Zichen Sanren: "Wei Jie's beauty is extraordinary."

"Even the Immortal bows down and is willing to be a carriage driver. Will the water girl and the others be in danger? Hey, don't look anymore."

Zichen Sanren kept chasing Wei Jie's figure with his spiritual consciousness, feeling lost.

Hearing this, his eyes lit up: "That's right, let's go, let's follow invisibly."

"Huh?" Feng Junyou glared at him: "Are you blind? Although the coachman just showed a little bit of immortal power, I feel that he is stronger than Zhang Bijiang. At least he is an earthly immortal."

"Such a strong man has been living like an ordinary person for who knows how long. There must be a ghost."

"Quickly inform Yan Nu and ask Mo Dao and the others to come over as well. This Wei Jie should have something strange."

Zichen Sanren nodded and said: "Okay, I will follow and keep an eye on you first, while you go and send the message."

After that, there was a flash of purple light and the person was gone.

If Feng Junyou is left messy in the wind, shouldn't Zichen go to summon him? He has a teleportation cloud and has the highest mobility. No matter where he goes, he can arrive in an instant.

As a result, he ran away and asked him, an old ghost, to summon him.

Feng Junyou had no choice but to escape and quickly rushed to Stone City to find Luo Yan and others.

"Miaohan and the others actually went to see Wei Jie? Why didn't they say hello?"

"Wei Jie has absolutely beautifying characteristics, and I, the devil, have long known that."

After Luo Yan found out, he immediately took people to the Wei Mansion in Jiankang.

After saying hello a few times, he walked in without hesitation.

Because Wei Jie has been targeted by the devil for a long time, there are secret sentinels of the devil in the Wei Mansion.

Feng Junyou was surprised: "So the Water Girl and the others were really twisted by their minds?"

Luo Yan nodded: "Yes, Wei Jie is so beautiful that even the gods would be ashamed when they see her."

"Any creature with aesthetic ability, no matter what kind of aesthetics, will regard it as the most beautiful thing in the world once it sees its true appearance."

"It is fascinating and unforgettable. I hope to see him every day."

"But I don't want to blaspheme, I can't bear to damage, I don't dare to monopolize... So I won't force you. Often my greatest ideal is to always be by your side as a friend, colleague, or servant."

Feng Junyou said in a deep voice: "Why don't I feel this way?"

He also thought Wei Jie was beautiful, but as a practitioner with a firm heart, why would he be immersed in the beauty of skin?

Luo Yan explained: "You saw it with your spiritual consciousness, right?"

"If you want to be infected with this kind of distortion, you must see it with your own eyes, or in other words, you must have the observation method that Wei Jie also has, otherwise it will not be counted as 'seeing'."

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be true that all the immortals and monks all over the world love him? His reputation has moved the world, and all the monks have long since seen him."

"But there is only one immortal who is really fascinated by it, and there are only a handful of monks. Most of them are his relatives, friends and some ordinary people."

"However, this kind of mental distortion is quite mild. It is to add a maximum ideal, not to replace it, and it does not have to be realized."

"So it won't cause much harm, because most people, if they don't have the ability to realize their ideals, will bury them deep in their hearts."

"And those who are capable and strong can see him every day. Those monks who have seen him with their own eyes can use their spiritual consciousness to peek at him from time to time to relieve the pain of lovesickness in their hearts."

"Those who really give up everything and accompany me silently like a disciple are just special cases."

Feng Junyou was stunned: "A disciple?"

This man looks so familiar. Isn’t he the doctor from Chu State hundreds of years ago, the well-known lecher?

"It's me..." A voice echoed in his heart.

Only then did Feng Junyou realize that he had arrived outside a courtyard of the Wei Mansion unknowingly.

"I've seen immortals..." Feng Junyou didn't expect that there are immortals who don't go to Taixu and work as grooms for mortals.

I saw Deng Tuzi walking out of the courtyard, holding Zichen Sanren in his hand: "Is it an immortal? I have long forgotten my own realm and have no intention of becoming an enemy to anyone."

"I was tainted with some mortal fire just now. I don't know when I will no longer be an immortal."

His tone was calm, as if he didn't care about his own situation at all.

Luo Yan bowed to him and then asked for Zichen Sanren.

Although he knew that Deng Tuzi was an immortal, Luo Yan also knew very well that this was the most unassuming immortal. He didn't care about all the disputes in the world and almost really regarded himself as a mortal.

The disciple said indifferently: "This person spied on my uncle's treasure and secretly drugged him. He is too rude."

"Fortunately, we didn't make a big mistake. Since it has something to do with your demonic ways, let's not do it again."

Having said that, he really didn't want to cause trouble by throwing Zichen Sanren out.

Zi Chen was confused and said: "What kind of medicine! That is the elixir refined by Xing Tian, ​​I just want to save him! His body bones are too weak!"

Luo Yan pulled Zi Chen and said: "Stop talking, Wei Jie cannot take the elixir, it is highly poisonous to him and he will die."

Zi Chen was even more confused: "Wei Jie has immortal bones and can take pills."

Luo Yan explained: "It's not a matter of immortal bones. It has absolute beautification properties. It will beautify all unclean things on his body without causing a trace of dust or producing any dirt."

"So although Wei Jie is a mortal body, he is like a golden body, with a pure body of internal and external glazed glass. There are countless beautiful things flowing in his body. If you look at it with your spiritual consciousness, it can be called a jade body flowing like a firefly."

"It is a good thing that a monk has such a body, but he is a mortal. Mortals cannot be so clean. The toxins are beautified and mixed with beneficial elements in the body, so that they cannot be discharged, accumulate in the body, and block the meridians."

"It causes them to suffer from debilitating diseases, their vitality and spirit are weakened, and there is no cure."

"One day he will run out of energy and energy. To live to be more than 20 years old is the unremitting efforts of the great immortal."

The old ghost and Zi Chen were silent, no wonder he was so weak.

It is said that Wei Jie has a "weak disease", but this disease is strange and unheard of. It turns out to be a side effect of his characteristics.

It has absolute beautifying properties, but the worst thing about it is actually Wei Jie himself. His body cannot detoxify and he doesn't sweat. It's a ghost for him to be alive.

Fortunately, although there are no ghosts, there are immortals who tried their best to help him live to be in his twenties.

Deng Tuzi shed tears in despair: "Even the supreme elixir cannot distinguish the toxins in his body, as if he is a perfect body with nothing wrong with it."

"Since it's perfect, what's the use of the medicine? If the medicine accumulates in the body, he will not be able to bear it as a mortal."

"The better the elixir, the faster you will die if you eat it. My uncle's body will be filled with glazed light, and his meridians and all his orifices will shine... He will be poisoned to death in a beautiful way."

Zichen Sanren, who had met Wei Jie, also wiped his tears and lamented.

There is a pain that the most beautiful thing in your heart is about to be torn apart.

That man is already a representative of beauty in his heart. As long as there is a pursuit of beauty in his heart, then Wei Jie will be a symbol of that beauty.

But for such a person to perish and die a "beautiful death" alive, he naturally felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Luo Yan, why are you here?" Miaohan learned the news and walked out of the courtyard.

Luo Yan smiled bitterly: "When you saw Wei Jie, didn't you feel something was wrong?"

Miaohan said helplessly: "I was negligent. I only realized yesterday that he had a twisted mind, but I didn't feel anything was wrong."

Luo Yan said: "You are just reluctant to leave, but it is not intense."

"Even if you have something to do and leave, you can't help but spy on him every day..."

Miao Han said indifferently: "I understand, if it was really too intense, your demonic way would have eliminated him long ago."

The disciple's eyes sharpened: "He has thought about it!"

Luo Yan touched his nose. He once sent people to investigate Wei Jie, and even wanted to kidnap him and take him to Lanbai Mountain, but he was defeated by his disciples.

In addition, Wei Jie's time was running out, so Mo Dao just sent people to keep an eye on him and no longer took any action.

"I just want to find a way to eliminate this distortion of the mind."

"Young disciple, I'm going to find out what you said this time."

When Deng Tuzi heard that Luo Yan was going to experiment on Wei Jie again, he felt angry, and his immortal power was instantly revealed.

"Even if Xing Tian comes here in person and wants to touch my uncle, he has to step over the body of my disciple!"

Suddenly, tensions were high.

Miaohan said quickly: "This kind of mental distortion is not harmful. The jade seal is the most important. Wei Jie has helped us find the location of the jade seal. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is really..."

Luo Yan waved his hand and said: "Stop talking. Although this kind of mental distortion is relatively mild, it is a kind of poison for those who have broad ideals and have the ability to realize them."

"In the process of peeping at Wei Jie, you will get the satisfaction of realizing your ideal. You will feel that life is like this, what more can you ask for..."

Hearing this, Miaohan was startled. She did feel this way.

It seems as if just looking at Wei Jie every day, I feel refreshed, the whole world becomes beautiful, and everything I look at becomes pleasing to the eye.

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p.s: Sorry.