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    Heaven, Zebai Mountains, fairy mist shrouded.

    There is a lot of spiritual energy here, and it is rare to be populated. In the depths of the mountains, there is a valley hanging in the sky, and the nebula below it flows, like thousands of galaxies. It is very beautiful, so it is called Xuanhe Valley.

    It is said that there are ancient gods living in seclusion here, and there are magic circles for thousands of miles, and no one can approach.

    In the Hanging River Valley, the mountains and rivers are looming in the fog, and there are occasional birds and insects in the forest, which is a gentle and quiet scene.

    A giant eagle soars into the sky, its wings are four or five meters long, and there are gusts of wind and waves between the flaps, and the leaves of the trees on both sides are rustling off... Look closely, the back of the giant eagle is actually Carrying a young man.

    The young man was dressed in white, his black hair was loosely tied behind his back, his eyes were like stars, his lips were like danzhu, and there was a golden seal between his eyebrows, which set off his already handsome appearance and added a sense of dignity and mystery. His expression didn't have the detachment of an immortal person at all. The corner of his lips was raised, showing a sneer of disdain, and he put his thumb and index finger on his lips.

    The loud whistle sounded, and hundreds of blue sparrows moved in response to the sound and flew out of the forest. The sparrows circled around the young man, and then burrowed into the woods again.

    In the forest, chickens and dogs jumped for a while.

    After a while, the giant eagle landed slowly, and the young man jumped to the ground. The giant eagle immediately folded its wings and stood beside the young man with its head held high, majestic and majestic, like a dutiful guard.

    Soon the blue sparrows flew back, each with a colorful mushroom in its mouth.

    The mushrooms were thrown in front of the boy, shivering and forming a group, the green finches chatted around them, and the mushrooms piled up there in a panic.

    The boy folded his arms, like a condescending king, looked at the mushrooms at his feet, and sneered: "You run, keep running, I see where you can go!"

    As he said that, he took out a booklet from his arms. The corners of the booklet were rolled up. The paper was yellow and stained. It could be seen that the frequency of use was very high. When he opened the first page, there were densely written mushrooms. Hundreds of ways.

    The young man looked concentrated, and read while flipping: "Chicken stewed with mushrooms, I will eat this today."

    As soon as these words came out, the mushrooms, which were shivering, trembled even more, like sifting chaff in the wind.

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    The young man was unmoved and muttered to himself, "Sliced ​​or stewed directly... Slicing should be more delicious..."

    The mushrooms almost fainted from fright and began to run around, but the green sparrows who were guarding them had long been waiting, and they spread their wings, raised their claws, and kicked the mushrooms back one by one.

    The mushrooms were rolling everywhere, and the green sparrows were very effective. No mushroom could escape their siege. After a quarter of an hour, the battle came to an end. The mushrooms that had entered the soil were pulled out and thrown at the boy's feet, rubbing the boy's instep in a pleasing manner, looking like a well-behaved begging for praise.

    The young man lowered his eyes and said in approval, "Well done."

    This sentence seems to be a great honor, Qing Que'er jumped up happily, and jumped up and down with excitement like she was drunk.

    The young man folded the book with both hands and glanced at the mushrooms on the ground. The mushrooms clacked one by one, exuding the smell of despair and sadness... After a while, the lifeless mushrooms moved tentatively and tremblingly. ...

    The blue sparrows immediately regained their energy and stared at them fiercely. Who knew that the mushrooms did not escape this time, but placed a pattern on the ground tremblingly.

    The teenager looked at the vaguely distinguishable word "poison", and the expression on his face finally froze for a moment.

    isn't it? He still remembered that the first time he played tricks on this group of mushrooms, they would only run around, but now, how many times have they learned how to spell! Is this the survival desire of mushrooms?

    He was finally shocked.

    It's just that although I didn't intend to eat them, I couldn't lose the momentum.

    The young man looked sideways and smiled coldly: "It's okay, I'm not invading a hundred poisons, a mere mushroom poison is nothing."

    Hearing this, the group of mushrooms suddenly slumped, as if they had finally given up on themselves...

    At this moment, the boy stood up, and then—— turned around and walked away.

    The mushrooms were stunned for a while, the green sparrows were at a loss, and the giant eagle hesitated in place.

    The boy walked out for a long time, suddenly stopped, lowered his head and laughed at himself: "You are so fucking boring."

    Yep, just boring.

    Bored to the point of having fun with a group of mushrooms, Zhuge Liang has only captured Meng Huo seven times, and he has also gained a fierce opponent, right?

    I have caught this group of stupid mushrooms no less than ten times, but I still haven't been able to eat chicken stewed mushrooms once, but I forced this group of stupid mushrooms to survive, even mastering the breadth and depth of Chinese characters...

    boring.

    Qiao Xuan walked slowly among the mountains and returned to the small thatched hut where he lived.

    The small thatched hut is located in a depression at the bottom of the valley. There is a small river in front of the house. The water is crystal clear. Qiao Xuan squatted by the river.

    Speaking of which, it has been a whole year since he successfully survived the tribulation.

    He raised his hand to pinch his cheeks on both sides and pulled it up, a forced smile on his face reflected in the water.

    After a long while, Qiao Xuan let out a sigh of relief and fell back, his hands resting behind his head, slightly absent-minded.

    To say why he came here, it has to start more than a thousand years ago.

    A thousand years ago, he was just an ordinary earthman. The weather on Sunday was good. He and his new boyfriend were in love. boyfriend.

    That's right, he dated more than one boyfriend at the same time, which was not a problem for him at first. As a self-aware second generation, he is most proud of his ability to deal with emotional problems... ...and get together with every ex once you get bored.

    However, often walking by the river, how can there not be wet shoes.

    What he didn't expect was that just one rollover would change his fate.

    When he fell from a height, thinking that his short life was about to end without warning... He opened his eyes again and drilled out of a shell.

    Yes, he dressed as a bird.

    It is not uncommon to pass through this year, and there are all kinds of clothes. Qiao Xuan quickly settled down with the situation and accepted this reality.

    God was still kind to him. Although he made him look like a bird, he still gave him hope in life!

    Because this is an immortal world!

    As long as you work hard, cultivating human form is not a dream!

    He has deeply reflected on his mistakes, and he has nothing in his life, but just wants to be a good person.

    Qiao Xuan spent more than 100 years, worked hard, never sleepless, and finally was about to become a human figure. When he thought that he would no longer have to peck food with his mouth, he had hands and feet, he could eat, play, talk, run and dance... didn't fall asleep for a few days and nights of joy, and then——the catastrophe came.

    Ninety-nine-eighty-one heavenly tribulations, he couldn't even carry the first nine, his cultivation base was all scattered, his bones were all broken, his hair was scorched, he was in a trance, and his soul was crumbling in front of the mighty Tianwei. , seems so insignificant...

    He just wants to be a person, why is it so difficult? And he's just a little bit more affectionate, isn't it the point of heinous crime?

    He thought that the rebirth was an opportunity given to him by God, could it be that it was just a prank?

    If had known this earlier, it would be better to enter the reincarnation earlier, so as not to end up in a state of disorientation.

    Just when he was completely desperate, the master shot.

    The master easily blocked the catastrophe for him and protected the last strand of his soul that was about to dissipate. The master said that his six impure roots have not been eliminated, and he will not survive this catastrophe. That's the only way to survive.

    A lifeline?

    If you want to ask him if he wants to live, it must be.

    Mushrooms are still alive, let alone him?

    It's just that at that time he didn't understand what the Seventh Love Tribulation meant, but later he knew that the retribution was here.

    In each of these seven lifetimes, he has fallen in love with one person, but each time the outcome is not a good death.

    Love parting, can not ask.

    He tried his best to love someone, but he didn't get it right once. He came back after dying seven times, and he finally understood a truth. He was not suitable for dating.

    He used to regard feelings as a game, enjoying the feeling of liking and being liked. He treats every job with sincerity, but once he doesn't like it, he really doesn't like it. He feels that feelings can be easily put down, and he thinks that others It can also be put down, feelings are just a kind of pleasure secreted by the brain. He enjoys this kind of happiness, but he can't imagine what love is from the end to the end.

    It wasn't until he experienced all this that he realized that love is not something that can be given up casually, and it is not a good taste to have to die without a corpse.

    At least for the current Qiao Xuan, he doesn't want to fall in love anymore.

    Qiao Xuan thought, maybe this is the meaning of the 7th love robbery.

    This is the way it is. If you tell him the big truth, saying that ten days and ten nights may not be useful, but you let him be hacked once by the catastrophe, and then die seven or eight times, then he will only be left. Next thought - fuck the love.

    Falling in love is not good to die!

    Stay safe alone!

    There are so many delicious and interesting things in this world, why do you have to get stuck in this quagmire?

    Relationships are the most troublesome thing in the world, and what Qiao Xuan dislikes the most is trouble.

    He sees this through.

    Come back to meditate and practice for two years.

    Finally succeeded in transcending the robbery.

    It stands to reason that it is difficult to achieve a positive result, can you live a happy life?

    But things are not that simple...

    Although according to the time, he is also a thousand-year-old old man, but the master said that he has just transformed, and his cultivation is not enough, and he is still a young bird.

    When I was a bird, I didn't feel so good. I just wanted to be a human being. Time passed quickly. Now that I'm an adult, how can Qiao Xuan endure loneliness? Although this valley is a good place for retreat, although the mountains and rivers are beautiful, birds and flowers are fragrant, and the spiritual energy is abundant, cultivation is not Qiao Xuan's pursuit.

    He yearns for the flowery world outside. Even if he doesn't talk about love, there are still so many interesting things waiting for him. In this valley, because of the abundance of spiritual energy, everything has animism, and even wants to eat a chicken stew with mushrooms. Chickens are chickens that can talk, and mushrooms are mushrooms that can run for their lives—how can he get his mouth shut?

    He hasn't been so maddened yet.

    A year has passed, and Qiao Xuan, because it is too boring, has brought disaster to all the birds and beasts that can be beaten here, but so what? In addition to his master, who was not able to speak ten sentences in a year, there were only two spiritual servants who were Shoushanshi who slept in addition to sleeping.

    Qiao Xuan can only dominate the forest all day, frightening the group of stupid mushrooms, and then directing a group of birds to set up a battle.

    It's so boring... he can't live a whole day of penance like a prison sentence!

    In prison, there are still inmates chatting and chatting, and they can surf the Internet and engage in online dating...

    I'm sorry, he really still likes the three thousand red dust outside.

    Qiao Xuan retracted his thoughts, sighed, and returned to his small hut.

    The house is clean and tidy. There is nothing but a stone bed. Cultivating immortals, meditating, eating and drinking dew, it is really an immortal residence that does not eat human fireworks. The only regret is that Qiao Xuan does not want to be an immortal who does not eat human fireworks.

    He is in love with the fireworks of the mundane world.

    Qiao Xuan sat cross-legged, took out a golden feather and twisted it at his fingertips.

    In order to escape from here, he painstakingly practiced the Dayan Good Fortune Art for a long time. This method was taught to him by his master. It has countless changes and is very mysterious. Qiao Xuan just practiced to the third level a year ago. A powerful place is that you can practice incarnation outside the body.

    It's just that he has failed a few times before. Recently, Qiao Xuan feels that he has learned something, whether he can succeed or not is here!

    It took him three months to cultivate this golden feather again!

    He closed his eyes, muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and waved, the golden feather flew into the air, a golden glow suddenly bloomed, and then gently fell to the ground, turning into a handsome young man.

    The young man was in high spirits, his skin was as white as jade, and he was exquisite and beautiful... He was exactly the same as Qiao Xuan, but he couldn't speak and looked like a dummy.

    Qiao Xuan's thoughts changed, and his divine sense entered that avatar without hindrance. As his thoughts moved slightly, the young man grinned and suddenly became alive.

    Qiao Xuan stood up, looked around the teenager, and finally showed a satisfied smile.

    Whether you can successfully hide the sky and cross the sea depends on today!

    After he successfully transformed into shape a year ago, the master asked him to retreat and practice for a long time. Xingtong Yueyao would come to visit once every three months and report his cultivation progress to the master.

    As long as I can hide from Xingtong Yueyao, I can escape from here without knowing it...

    Qiao Xuan took a deep breath, pricked up his ears and listened, then swooped and hid behind the house, leaving only the avatar waiting there.

    After a while, two boys carved in pink and jade came to the door of the thatched hut.

    One of them was dressed in red, the other was in white, and they both wore golden rings on their hands and bare feet.

    The man in red was named Xingtong, yawning as he walked, looking like he had just woken up; the man in white was named Yue Yao, who was stern and serious, with a wooden tray in his hand.

    The two walked on short legs and knocked on the door with their fleshy little hands.

    Qiao Xuan hid behind the house and used the avatar for the first time. He was a little nervous. He wiped off his sweat lightly, concentrated on it, and manipulated the avatar boy to open the door.

    The young man greeted the two boys politely and said with a smile, "It's been three months so soon."

    Xingtong drooped his eyelids and yawned tiredly. Three months was too fast. If it wasn't for the Lord's instructions, he would be too lazy to get up, and would like to continue to sleep like a stone.

    Yue Yao raised her head, her voice was milky, and respectfully said to Qiao Xuan, "Have you done your homework, young master?"

    Although they were only two spiritual servants, they were Master's confidant and eyeliner. Qiao Xuan never dared to be lighthearted. He quickly took out his homework, placed it lightly on the tray, and said, "This is what I have learned from my practice in the past three months."

    Yue Yao nodded, glanced away, and said with a small face: "We will leave first, Young Master still needs to practice diligently, don't slack off."

    Joshua nodded vigorously.

    The two boys turned to leave.

    Yue Yao's calf walked smoothly and steadily, while Xing Tong was swaying. From a distance, there was a vague voice of his muttering: You can come alone next time for this kind of thing, I want to sleep... Or It's more comfortable to be a stone, what's so good about being a human...

    It wasn't until the two of them disappeared completely that Qiao Xuan's nerves were finally completely relaxed.

    Perfect! success!

    Qiao Xuan walked in from the back of the house, and the two teenagers stood in the house, looking exactly the same, smiling at each other.

    This is not an ordinary puppet technique, but an incarnation of his own golden feathers, which can accommodate his own soul, and is of the same origin as himself, equivalent to a weaker self, even Xingtong Yueyao did not find any difference.

    I haven't been able to cultivate one mind and two uses yet, and I still need to concentrate on manipulation to drive the avatar. When my soul becomes stronger and stronger in the future, I can even split a trace of the soul to manipulate the avatar.

    Qiao Xuan hooked the corner of his mouth, turned around and pulled out a box from behind the stone bed, opened it, and saw that it was full of homework.

    He is very well prepared. His third level of the Great Evolution Art of Good Fortune has been completed, but he deliberately suppresses his cultivation from being discovered, and he has prepared three years of homework in advance, enough to go out and go back and forth a few times, and then Slip back quietly, who knows that he has gone out?

    Everything is ready, time is not for me, let's go now!

    Qiao Xuan narrowed his eyes. Although there are restrictions in the Xuanhe Valley, it is forbidden for outsiders to enter. It is not difficult for him to go out. The difficult thing is how to not be discovered by the master. Now that he has an incarnation, he dares to run away.

    By this time it was getting dark.

    Qiao Xuan raised his hand and whistled, and the gray giant eagle flew over immediately, carrying him and flying out.

    It was a cool night, and in the uninhabited Hanging River Valley, even the plants and insects seemed to have fallen asleep. The giant eagle flapped its wings gently and quietly brought Qiao Xuan to the edge of the valley.

    Qiao Xuan looked at the white fog barrier in front of him, pondered for a moment, touched the giant eagle's head and said, "I think you don't want to go out either, so just stay, by the way, I'm not allowed to tell others about my going out. "

    The giant eagle nodded again and again, indicating that he understands that you can rest assured!

    Qiao Xuan smiled and nodded, he took a deep breath, held his breath, and stepped into the white mist.

    There was no way in front of him, Qiao Xuan took a step forward, and suddenly began to fall rapidly, about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly broke through the white fog, he quickly pinched a Yufengjue, so as not to fall to the ground, Died on the spot.

    Be careful to stand firm, look up, the stars and rivers are turning in the sky, and the valleys in the clouds are looming, as if hanging above the Milky Way, but it is exactly as its name suggests.

    Looking around, was in a dense jungle.

    Qiao Xuan walked forward for a long time, but he didn't see the end. When he was a little impatient, he suddenly kicked something. Looking down, it was a dull fairy sword! He performed a magic trick, blowing away the thick leaves on the ground, and several corpses appeared in front of him.

    Qiao Xuan thought for a while and then understood what was going on.

    The Xuanhe Valley, where Master lives in seclusion, has never been in the world for thousands of years, and no outsiders have ever been able to enter. These immortals are afraid that they have entered the ban by mistake. Everything was dusty and dull.

    Qiao Xuan shook his head, sighed and was about to leave, suddenly his eyes moved, and he looked back at the sword on the ground.

    Although I have traveled for a long time, except for the days of mortal calamities, this is the first time I have left the valley.

    This is the heaven, there are countless gods and masters everywhere, and I am a bird man with a rigid shape. What if I am unlucky and I am caught by some great master as a pet...

    As we all know, animals have no human rights.

    Qiao Xuan touched his chin, no, no, let's pretend to be a human monk, and it can save a lot of trouble and danger.

    As a human cultivator, he didn't even have a spiritual weapon, so he couldn't justify it. The immortal sword in front of him could just be used.

    Qiao Xuan turned around, dug a pit to bury the immortals seriously, folded his hands and bowed, and said sincerely: "It is also a fate to meet here, and today it is safe to help you settle down, so I will take an immortal sword as a reward, everyone. Immortal friend, do you have any opinion?"

    There was no movement in the soil bag, and it was obvious that he had already lost his mind.

    Qiao Xuan turned around and picked up the immortal sword that had tripped him, hehe said with a smile: "From today, you are my sword."

    This sword looks ordinary, presumably those few are not powerful gods, otherwise they would not die here, although it is not a powerful fairy weapon, but it is enough to make do with one use.

    Qiao Xuan input his spiritual power, and the dull immortal sword suddenly let out a clear cry, and then pinched another magic formula, hiding the golden seal on his eyebrows, and turned his white clothes into a Taoist robe.

    Qiao Xuan showed a satisfied look, from now on he is a sword repairer!

    It is much more convenient to have a fairy sword.

    Qiao Xuan stood up with his sword, but after more than ten days of work, he left the Zebai Mountains. Looking at the vast world outside, Qiao Xuan took a deep breath of excitement.

    Flower World, here he comes!

    But where do you start?

    Qiao Xuan took out a small notebook from his arms. He made a travel plan for himself. Of course, he also wanted to play in the heavens, but his favorite was the human world. After all, those who stayed in the heavens did not live for tens of thousands of years. The gods who are pure-hearted and have few desires are those cultivators who devote themselves to cultivation. It is estimated that they will not find much fun... But the human world is different. Although the Seventh Love Tribulation is not a pleasant memory, but aside from those, the human world is still very attractive to him!

    Qiao Xuan did not hesitate to list the world as his first stop.

    It's just how to get from the heaven to the mortal world, but Qiao Xuan has no clue. He is not a serious person, and he has never made any immortal friends. There are only a group of silly animals in the Xuanhe Valley. The only master who looks great is a taciturn. ...and even if gave Qiao Xuan some courage, wouldn't dare to ask the master how to escape and play in the world!

    It seems to be on his own.

    Find someone first.

    Qiao Xuan picked up a pointed stone and threw it into the sky. Looking down, he saw that the pointed side pointed to the plain in front of him. Well, let's go in this direction!

    After flying for several days in a row, Qiao Xuan, who was drowsy, suddenly lifted his spirits.

    He finally saw a living person!

    The line of immortals in front was walking with their swords, and they were about to fly far away. Qiao Xuan did not hesitate to speed up, and stood up with their swords, directly blocking the line of immortals!

    The immortals were wearing uniform white robes, with a palm-wide silver belt, and a silver long sword on their backs. They looked like they belonged to the same sect.

    They didn't expect to be stopped suddenly, they looked at Qiao Xuan with vigilance, and a dozen immortal swords came out in unison, pointing at Qiao Xuan, murderous!

    Qiao Xuan's expression froze, and the cold sweat almost broke down. It's not good or bad, because I was so excited to see a living person, so I stopped people when I didn't think about it, and almost forgot that this was the Xiuxian world. Pedestrian hostility too.

    He landed quickly, with a humble expression on his face, and cupped his hands to explain: "I just flew up to the Immortal Realm, and I appeared here alone, with a black eye, and I don't know what to do... I was a little excited when I finally saw someone, but there was no malice! Please forgive me if there is any inconsistency.”

    After hearing this, everyone's hostility was lessened. They looked at each other, and a handsome young man led by him stood up, looked at Qiao Xuan vigilantly, and said, "Oh? You said you just ascended, what kind of sect are you in the mortal world? "

    Qiao Xuan thought quickly in his heart.

    He remembered the third world in the Seven Worlds Love Tribulation. He happened to be reincarnated in a sect of immortal cultivation in the mortal world. It was called Guiyuan Sword Sect. It was a famous sect in the mortal world. It has been a long time, but it has a signboard of immortal inheritance! But when Qiao Xuan went to experience the calamity, there were fewer and fewer people who could become immortals in the mortal world. No one from the Guiyuan Sword Sect had ascended for a long time.

    But that's not important, what's important is that I have been a disciple of Guiyuan Sword Sect for more than ten years, I know Guiyuan Sword Sect, and I know some sword cultivation techniques. Fake, heaven - seamless, certainly will not let people see the flaws!

    With a scruple in mind, Qiao Xuan said: "I am a disciple of Guiyuan Sword Sect in the mortal world. I am new to heaven and I am unfamiliar with the world. I want to go to the sect. ?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

    The immortal looked at him, and it became hot in an instant. Qiao Xuan almost got goosebumps when he looked at him. Lying-trough, he wouldn't be so unlucky, could it be that he encountered Gui Yuanjian as soon as he went out. Zong's nemesis in the heavens?

    Can something like this happen?

    Just when Qiao Xuan was uneasy, the young Jianxiu headed up abruptly, stared at him seriously, and said with a solemn expression: "Is what fellow Taoist said true?"

    Qiao Xuan's expression froze on his face, and he didn't know whether to admit it or not.

    Before he could answer, the young man spoke again: "We are the disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect."

    Qiao Xuan: "..."

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