Chapter 512 Zhu Xue

The stove in the White Jade Palace, which had not been lit for hundreds of years, suddenly emitted smoke and smoke.

Figures large and small stood among them.

Zhu Xue stood on tiptoes and looked at the stove curiously, and asked: "Xian Chang, can you really live longer if you eat longevity noodles?"

"Can't."

"Then why is it still called longevity noodles?"

"Because people want to live longer, and they always pin their good wishes on something."

"oh."

Zhu Xue's birthday was very simple, and her own requirements were not high. She just wanted Li Changsheng to celebrate her birthday with her.

Ever since Taiyin's death, the Immortal Chief has been very busy. Sometimes I forget my birthday, and sometimes I don’t celebrate my birthday due to cultivation or other things.

This time the immortal seemed not as busy as before, but moved slower and slower.

Li Changsheng carried two bowls of noodles to the back garden, which was already overgrown with weeds. The lush exotic flowers and plants covered the pavilion in the center. The creek was also completely covered, and only the sound of running water could be heard.

He gently exhaled a breath of fresh air, as if going back in time, the flowers, plants and trees quickly shrank, and in an instant they returned to their former appearance.

Zhu Xue's eyes widened, and then she ran happily on the lawn, yelling, and looking for the golden toad from hundreds of years ago in the stream.

It's a pity that she can't find it, just like she can't find Taiyin.

Zhu Xue squatted down by the stream.

"Come and eat the noodles quickly, or you'll end up eating noodles later."

Li Changsheng urged, and Zhu Xue immediately ran over and climbed onto his lap, as clingy as ever.

Zhu Xue raised her head and said, "Feed me, Immortal."

"How old are you, and you still need me to feed you."

Li Changsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but then he thought about how age had lost its meaning on Zhu Xue.

She is like a pure and simple person who lives in seclusion. Some are talented, some have advanced cultivation, and many of them can be called powerful without exception. But if you have not experienced the dangers of the human heart, your mind will still be pure after all.

Intelligence is innate, but intelligence is acquired.

Zhu Xue is forever fixed at this age, maybe she could have grown up mentally. But Tu'er was so protective that after her death, Li Changsheng was unwilling to let Zhu Xue go to practice again.

Li Changsheng picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of noodles into Zhu Xue's small mouth, and the sound of sucking suddenly sounded.

Zhu Xue ate the longevity noodles very seriously, because the immortal said that the longer you eat, the longer you live.

Soon there was only clear soup left in the bowl of noodles.

Li Changsheng wiped her mouth with his sleeve, and the little guy moved a little dishonestly. Zhu Xue raised her head and asked, "Exian, can I live a long life?"

The hand wiping his mouth obviously paused, and then Li Changsheng smiled and said: "If you can live a long life by eating a bowl of noodles, there will be people living long lives in the world. Besides, your life span of a thousand years is already considered a long life."

"oh."

Zhu Xue nodded obediently, and suddenly a feeling of sleepiness surged into her heart. The warmth from Li Changsheng's embrace made her eyelids drop.

She wanted to sleep but was afraid she wouldn't wake up.

Zhu Xue swayed up and down, her eyelids half-opened, like a child trying to hold back sleepiness.

"You're sleepy." Li Changsheng gently stroked her hair, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep, otherwise you won't grow taller."

"Can I grow taller?"

"Maybe it will be fine if you wake up."

Li Changsheng comforted him like this. Although his voice was as calm as ever, Zhu Xue didn't see any sadness when she raised her head, just like when Taiyin's mother passed away.

The Immortal is a god, so he should have been used to this kind of thing.

Zhu Xue raised her hand and wiped the corners of Li Changsheng's eyes. She didn't feel any tears, but she knew that the immortal must be unhappy.

The immortal is always calm every time he is unhappy, and the calmer he is, the unhappy he becomes.

"Chief Immortal, I have something to show you."

Li Changsheng asked curiously: "What?"

"Hmph, you must have something you can't think of."

Zhu Xue got off Li Changsheng, jumped out of the pavilion, and stood among thousands of flowers, with the soft moonlight shining from the sky.

It was as if an old friend was hugging her.

Zhu Xue opened her arms, covered by the large Taoist robe, and her petite body could not even see her fingers. He is obviously a child but wears the robes of an adult. Growing up is the obsession of all children.

Zhu Xue closed her hands, and the aura of the Nascent Soul stage was revealed, and then quickly climbed to the top. At this point, almost everyone will stop and be blocked by an insurmountable barrier.

But this time Zhu Xue did not stop, his breath advanced all the way, reaching the peak of Nascent Soul, turning into a god in half a step, becoming a god.

Li Changsheng's calm gaze gradually solidified, and finally he was stunned.

Zhu Xue's body began to grow, and in the blink of an eye she became a tall girl. The Taoist robe on her body fits perfectly, but there is still a little baby fat on her face, which looks more cute than beautiful.

The girl bent over with her hands in hand, and said with a playful smile on her face: "Xian Chang, I have become a god, Shushu has grown up."

"Okay, okay, Shushu has turned into a god, hahahaha."

Li Changsheng came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh. After so many years, the cold White Jade Palace finally echoed with laughter again.

He laughed so hard that tears came to his eyes.

It's like celebrating a happy event. There is no better way to hope that your son will become a dragon or your daughter will become a phoenix. Zhu Xue has indeed grown up and is beginning to lie to herself.

After an unknown amount of time, the laughter suddenly stopped, and Li Changsheng walked out of the pavilion and picked up Zhu Xue.

"It seems you are sleepy too."

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White Jade Palace, Immortal Immortal

Li Changsheng returned to the high platform again.

Suddenly the world shook, and a small world was crashing into the human cave. Flames shot into the sky and fire rolled on the ground.

He was in a daze and didn't react for a while.

Before he could take action, figures from the human race rose into the air, and hundreds of Nascent Soul monks moved together to forcefully move the small world back.

Now his children have grown up and no longer need his careful care.

About an hour later, a dozen injured Nascent Souls were pressed into the White Jade Palace and knelt under the high platform. They are all the people in charge of the melting pot of heaven and earth. Each of them can be called a master, but now they are in such a mess.

The interim head of the Shipping Department bowed his hands and said: "Immortal, these rebellious officials and traitors have violated laws and disciplines to lure others into the furnace of heaven and earth. They should have passed 18 procedures before being able to bear the blazing fire. But they actually skipped 17 procedures and left only the last step."

"The Shipping Department noticed first that the rebellious officials and traitors became angry and launched a rebellion, intending to use the furnace of heaven and earth to hit the prosperous cave sky."

"Such a heinous crime deserves death!"

The interim head of the Shipping Department spoke fiercely, perhaps because he just took office and wanted to show off, unlike Master Feixing who spoke out to help Li Changsheng make decisions.

Although there was nothing wrong and he deserved to die, he was ultimately inferior.

Some old people shook their heads secretly. These new bosses were more than one level below Master Feixing.

Li Changsheng looked at the scarred Nascent Souls and asked calmly: "Children, I don't want to kill you, give me a reason not to kill you."

Facing his questions, some people lowered their heads in shame, some burst into tears, some were on the verge of collapse, and some even begged for mercy, but without exception they dared not look directly into Li Changsheng's eyes.

No one could give a reason why Li Changsheng should not kill him.

After a long time, Li Changsheng waved his hand and the lightning flashed past everyone and turned them into ashes.

Another group of people left, and they were sent away by me myself.

Looking back over the past five thousand years, old friends have passed away and new ones have passed away.

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Reality, the incense palace.

Panhu closed his eyes with difficulty. Li Changsheng didn't cry, but his tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Try your best to restrain yourself, close your eyes with all your strength, even open your mouth wide, trying to suppress the anger with sadness. But in the end, it doesn't help. The most powerful attack in the world is the world of mortals.

There are great horrors in life and death, including one's own and those of others.

He does not have the emotions of ordinary people. He has seven emotions and six desires, but it is not what ordinary people imagine. Logically speaking, he has no feelings about the death of his relatives, and he will not be sad because of it.

But Panhu walked into Li Changsheng's past, and he entered a world of mortal immortals.

At first he didn't pay much attention to it, being addicted to all kinds of Taoism and magical powers, but then he slowly became involved. Panhu felt a kind of heaviness, which was not physical but spiritual.

I can't forget, and I don't allow myself to forget. I remember the past over and over again, remember every moment of my old friends, and remember their every smile.

Every step Li Changsheng took seemed to be carrying a mountain on his body.

How far does one's will have to go to be able to carry this heavy weight and walk for thousands of years?

"Are you OK?"

There was a trace of concern and curiosity in Dayu Yansheng's words, and he was shuddering just by watching.

Crying is just an expression, and inside is a past that can make Wuxiang cry.

It may be that Panhu was too deeply involved, but judging from his reaction, at least from a human perspective, Li Changsheng's past was terrifying.

Even if Panhu brought his own mentality to humans, he would still be a human without form. How could he be so rude?

"I have no idea."

Panhu was in a daze, pictures flashed through his eyes, and he still felt a vague sense of suffocation.

"Brother, I feel like I won't be able to go on for ten thousand years. I don't dare."

Don't dare?

Dayu Yansheng became even more curious and asked quickly: "What exactly did you see?"

"I said before that everyone is dead, including everyone close to Li Changsheng, and he still has an extremely long life." Panhu replied.

"That's it?"

Dayu Yansheng cannot understand that the so-called relative is dead.

Although there is a 'relative' in front of him, Panhu will never be sad when he dies. At most, he will only feel angry that he died at the hands of others.

They have been fighting each other for thousands of years just to kill each other. How can they allow others to take advantage of each other? At the same time, if the way of time is stolen, even just a little bit, it may cause one's own unsatisfaction.

"That's right, that's it."

Panhu lowered his eyes, his breathing gradually calmed down, and the turbulent emotions in his heart gradually calmed down.

"You have a body of peerless bones, but you can't protect anyone. The greatest sorrow is not powerlessness or failure, but that you tried your best and succeeded, but the person you wanted to save is already dead."

"I missed everyone."

After saying this, Panhu fell completely silent, as if a mortal was in a depressed mood and was looking for a way to escape.

Dayu Yansheng observed the changes in his aura and felt that it should be the latter.

It's just that the way of time is mysterious and unpredictable, and he can actually become a completely different person. I don't know what kind of scenery Li Changsheng's past is.

Three days later, Panhu's body shook, the light in his eyes dispelled all confusion, and his aura continued to rise, reaching a new level.

There is no clear definition of realm, strong or weak.

But Panhu was obviously stronger than him at the moment, so he obviously succeeded.

"How is it?" Dayu Yansheng asked, "How confident are you that you can face Li Changsheng at this time?"

Panhu opened his eyes, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and replied seriously: "Not sure."