At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

The years are rushing, the cycle of reincarnation is endless, the time in the fairy prison seems to be delayed, like strands of water flowing past, eroding everything in silence, every breath is drawn long and slow.

In the blink of an eye, 500 years have passed, and the countdown to Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu's release from prison... 400 years!

In the great area of ​​Mengmu, Dongxuan Taoist Temple.

Today, the sky is as clear as blue, with two rounds of bright sun shining brightly, the entire sea area is shimmering, and there are often huge sea creatures jumping up.

Although the monastery is full of antique attics, it is quite quiet, only the sound of preaching can be heard everywhere.

Today, under a fairy mountain, a young girl is sitting alone on a stone platform, flipping through ancient books. Her eyes are agile, blending in with the surrounding scenery without being obtrusive, as if she is one of them.

"Nangong Heling..."

Under a big tree covering the sky in the distance, a young girl in Tsing Yi appeared. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she raised her face slightly, as if she was telling a beautiful story.

She walked slowly towards the stone platform, her long hair flowing like a waterfall, gently brushing her cheeks like delicate silk.

Xiaohe turned his head slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, who is this person in the late stage of transformation?

With a peaceful smile, she also stood up: "This fellow Taoist, who are you?"

"Mu Qingyao."

The girl cupped her hands and smiled, her whole body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of veil, revealing an elegant and gentle temperament, "I've actually been paying attention to you for a long time, I just wanted to get acquainted, and I have no other intentions."

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded lightly: "Please sit down."

Mu Qingyao and Nangong Heling have very different temperaments, the former is extremely gentle.

The latter, on the other hand, exudes a clear spirit, not infected by family background, full of a free breath of nature.

Mu Qingyao carefully observed Nangong Heling, her aura fascinated her for some reason, she liked it very much, she just met her once before, and she couldn't help but feel good about her.

However, Nangong Heling walked alone, rarely even went to listen to the sermon, and never saw her figure in any external training, so low-key that there was almost no such a person in the monastery.

However, I heard from other people that this woman has a lot of background, so don't provoke her for no reason, which dissuaded many people from coming to get acquainted.

However, the mysterious and indifferent feeling of Nangong Heling made many men secretly fascinated by it, and his temperament was indeed a bit noble.

Mu Qingyao was sitting on a stone chair, her green dress had a faint scent of wood, and her gestures of hands and feet were full of ladylike demeanor, she was quite cultivated and had an extraordinary background.

She looked at the stone table with a little surprise in her eyes: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, are you reading these ancient books every day... It's not good for your cultivation."

"But it's wise to read more books. I don't have high talent, so I don't have extravagant hopes for realm and cultivation."

Nangong Heling spoke in an ethereal voice. She tidied up the ancient books and smiled brightly, "Just call me Heling. You don't need to call me a Taoist friend. They are all people who are studying in the Taoist academy."

"Okay!" Mu Qingyao said a little more emphatically, "He Ling, then you can call me Qingyao."

"Come here today, but what's the important thing?"

Nangong Heling had a mature look on her face. Since the eldest brother and second brother left, she was no longer active, nor was she bouncing around.

Mu Qingyao frowned slightly: "I've actually noticed you for a long time, I don't have other important matters, I just came here to get acquainted, and I'm also a little curious about you."

After she finished speaking, she took a slight breath, Nangong Heling didn't have a master, nor did she practice with any Taoist elders, she seemed to be just reading books day after day, without fighting or grabbing.

"So that's the case, but looking at Qingyao, you seem like a member of the Gu family, the Mu family."

"He Ling, it's not..."

Mu Qingyao's pupils opened slightly, and she shook her head quickly, "There are too many people with the surname Mu. Our family has nothing to do with the Mu family of the ancient clan. We just do some spiritual wood business. Sending me to the Taoist monastery is all I have."

Nangong Heling covered his face and smiled lightly, feeling that Mu Qingyao was a bit in contrast, she looked gentle, but she was a little careless in her words and deeds.

"Hey, He Ling, do you know how the disciples of the academy taught you?"

"what?"

"They said that you may have some relationship with Yaotai Immortal Palace, and that your background is bigger than Taoist Mo Yehan, and you are definitely not from the Mo family."

Mu Qingyao laughed after finishing speaking, "After all, your surname is Nangong, so naturally you are not from the Mo family."

"No, Yaotai Immortal Palace is the teacher of Venerable Yuxuan, and has nothing to do with me."

Nangong Heling shook his head earnestly, and frowned beautifully, "Our family is just doing some cultivating rubbish business, and we don't have such a big background."

Mu Qingyao's pupils widened slightly, so it seemed that the rumors were really not credible.

"He Ling, then I can rest assured, otherwise I will think I am a high climber."

Mu Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and pretended to caress her chest, "Then our backgrounds match, and finally we don't have so much pressure."

Her words are very comfortable, there is no monk who looks down on picking up trash, and there is a strong sense of sincerity in her words.

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded slightly: "Mo Daozi is only related to my elder brother, and I came to the Taoist Academy just to gain some knowledge."

The two just started chatting beside the stone platform, the more Mu Qingyao chatted, the more she fell in love with He Ling, and she felt a sense of spiritual compatibility, and she even didn't want to leave her side.

But this is not the mortal world, but the world of cultivating immortals. Mu Qingyao knew that there might be some big secrets hidden in her body, but she didn't think too much about it, she just wanted to make friends.

An hour later.

A stream of light flashed across the air, and an imposing man stepped forward with a smile that he thought was infinitely charming. He cupped his hands in the distance: "Feng Jinyu has seen..."

In the middle of his speech, his eyes suddenly opened wide. On the stone platform below, why is Mu Qingyao also there? ! !

Feng Jinyu felt a little parched, as if he had seen the most beautiful scenery in the world, he even forgot to speak for a moment, his voice stuck in his throat for an instant.

Among the new generation of disciples who entered the Taoist monastery, in terms of talent, appearance, background, temperament, etc... Someone concluded that it must be Mu Qingyao!

However, there are thousands of disciples in this Taoist academy, and it is not uncommon for them to be superior to Mu Qingyao, but it is difficult to get in touch with disciples of their generation, and they do not have a reasonable identity to get in touch with.

But many people don't know that there is also a Nangong Heling, but he knows that he has noticed her before entering the monastery.

However, he doesn't have too many thoughts, and a few words occasionally are enough. He is a true friend of gentlemen. After all, fighting for the top in the immortal way is his ultimate destination.

Nangong Heling looked up with a smile: "Feng Jinyu, it's you."

Feng Jinyu's whole body went numb when he heard the words, and he felt a little flustered. He realized that he had lost his composure, and stepped down with a serious expression: "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Mu to be here, it's really rude."

Mu Qingyao's expression also became sitting upright, she stood up and saluted, "So it's you Feng Daoist."

She didn't know this person, so she probably wasn't too outstanding among this generation of disciples.

However, not to underestimate anyone casually is their family's immortality code, which must be understood before stepping into the immortality.

Mu Qingyao went to the mortal world to experience before becoming a god of transformation, and she felt how profound the meaning of these words was.

She has also seen many eternal geniuses in the mortal world, even if they turn into a slope of loess after a hundred years, even if they know that there are immortals in the sky, they have never succumbed to the fate of a hundred years.

Feng Jinyu's face was a little embarrassed, and she didn't even dare to look at these two with her eyes. She really felt that she had cultivated this fairy for nothing!

For some reason, he smiled naively: "Miss He Ling has a visitor today, so I don't want to disturb you. I'll come to ask some questions in the history of immortals some other day."

Nangong Heling smiled and nodded: "Okay~"

Feng Jinyu came and went in a hurry as if she had been pardoned, and she no longer felt the spirited spirit she had when she came.

To be honest, he really didn't believe that anyone of his generation could withstand these two standing together...Anyway, he definitely couldn't stand it, this was more thrilling and frightening than fighting.

Mu Qingyao shook her head and smiled, this person was a bit interesting, she changed the subject: "He Ling, haven't you listened to the preaching of the abbot all these years?"

"Of course I've been there, but it's a little rare."

"Shall we go together in the future?"

"can."

Nangong Heling looked aloof from the world, and it was obvious that Mu Qingyao even wanted to trick her back home, she had a strong desire to protect.

Mu Qingyao coughed lightly, her face flushed slightly: "He Ling, have you been practicing in this monastery all this time, do you want to go to another place?"

"Hmm~ My family members come to Xiandao to see me every year."

Nangong Heling smiled from the bottom of his heart, "I am here waiting for my two brothers, they will come to pick me up, counting the days, there are still 400 years left."

"Ah? Did they go to another heaven?" Mu Qingyao looked surprised. Nangong Heling actually had two older brothers. She thought there was only one eldest brother.

Nangong Heling smiled all over her face, and suddenly said the most frightening place from under her clear face: "In the fairy prison."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding suddenly became quiet, only the rustling sound of Lingzhi around.

After hearing this, Mu Qingyao's pupils contracted violently, her thin lips were slightly dilated, and a creepy feeling spread all over her body: "..."