"In that case, you can change your name from Nangong to Tianyuan, the serial number of Moon Soul?"

He murmured "Moon Soul of Nangong …" and then fell to the ground again. "Moon Soul thanked Mother for her name!"
A flash of light flew to the sky, and there was no trace of anyone in the place where we just talked.
Songshi mountain villa
"It’s all my carelessness. If I hadn’t spent so long decocting, this wouldn’t have happened. It’s all my fault." Aunt Lan couldn’t help blaming herself.
"There is nothing that Aunt Lan can’t run away when he is injured. Grandpa has sent someone to find it and will get it back. Don’t worry, I’ll look for it." Song Ran comforted Aunt Lan after blaming herself for a few words.
In fact, she is also worried that the stone wind injury is very serious, and if it is treated from time to time, it may be life-threatening.
"Where did this wind go?" She was so worried that she hurried to look for it, but she didn’t find a streamer crossing the sky outside the villa not far behind her.
Since then, the two have had different ways of life.
Second, at the beginning of the road ()
Second, the way
In Pangu’s creation, Nu Wa made people from earth. Does everything in this world come from myth? No one is white.
It is said that there is a kind of people out of heaven and earth, which is very different from ordinary people. They ride the wind and ride the fog, but they don’t eat people’s fireworks, and people who live long are called’ immortals’
Countless years have passed, and many people have stepped on the road of seeking immortality. In the end, they can also ride the wind and ride the fog, eat and drink, not eat people’s fireworks, and live a long life, but they have never participated in the road to immortality
For such people, the world also has a name for them, and the world calls them’ fix the truth’
Far away, Xiuzhen Road has buried several years of traces and also buried several people’s lives …
The soul of the moon slowly wakes up and everything seems to be a dream. Now the dream finally wakes up. The eyes of the original god are full of spirits and can clearly distinguish everything in this room.
Sharp eyes are totally different from the previous Shi Feng, just like a newborn baby, with a loss, joy, fear and surprise.
Jumping out of bed and coming out of the room quickly, he saw a brand-new world. He thought that Shi Feng’s life was over and the Nangong Moon Soul’s life was over.
Mountains and rivers, vegetation, pavilions, and even hills are floating in the sky. The strangest thing is that you can see the phenomenon of the sun and the moon shining together, just like in a painting with unique artistic conception.
The soul of the moon is in a castle floating in the middle. The white clouds are blown by the breeze, and the Buddha keeps moving his hair and clothes. Crane flies by from time to time and looks at the scenery here. He is filled with emotion. Shi Feng has seen this scene before. It is simply a fairyland!
Sitting on the steps in front of the pavilion and looking at the beautiful scenery unconsciously, he remembered Song Ran, the woman who had been protecting herself since childhood, and Aunt Lan, who had been taking care of herself all along, but she didn’t tell them when she left, and I don’t know if they had looked for him or missed him. Maybe they were all dead themselves, so that Shi Fenglai was dead. Now she is the soul of Nangong Moon instead of Shi Feng.
When I think of them, I realize that if I have an organic conversation, I must go back and see their identity as Nangong Moon Soul and see them instead of Shi Feng.
Now that he is worried, he has to walk his own way, and he will never live in the shadow created by others again. Thinking of this, he took a deep breath again and shouted at the distance, "My name is Nangong Moon Soul and I want to be a fairy."
But is the fact really as simple as he thinks? Maybe. Now he thinks so.
"You’re awake!" The woman came again.
The moon soul knows that this sound means that she has solved herself, given herself a new life and brought herself here. He looked around but saw no one puzzled. "Mother, where are you?" I can’t see you there? "
"Just know I’m here. I have to see it."
Moon Soul doesn’t know what she means, but it’s probably clear whether she said not to see her moon soul by herself or not to give up. "Na Yue Soul always thanks her mother for giving her a new life."
The sound stopped for a moment before saying, "Don’t worry about the mundane etiquette. Didn’t you ask for a fairy road? Now, please ask for a fairy way. "
As soon as the voice fell, a circle of gentle white light appeared around the body of the moon soul, and then the moon soul flew against it. The moon soul was not expected to fall into the white light, but after the white light rose, he gradually adapted and found it very interesting.
The half moon soul was ecstatic and had a new experience in flying. Before Song Ran occasionally took him to fly once or twice, but Song Ran flew on a sword and his body was not powerful enough. It was a little difficult for them to fly with the moon soul, and they almost fell off. From then on, the moon soul said nothing to let Song Ran fly with him, but the white light was different. It was like sitting on a mass of cotton noodles. Don’t be more comfortable.
The white light took him across the mountains and rivers, the cranes danced with the white clouds and flew at the junction of night and day. The finger of the moon soul poked at the white light, which was warm and cool, a feeling that could not be said but was very comfortable.
It didn’t last long, but the soul of the moon has forgotten that when the white light fell to the ground, it disappeared.
The moon soul looked at this place carefully. It was a mountain plain. The plain was green but there were no trees and Woods. There was a small river across the plain to divide the plain in half. There was a room not far from the river that looked like a temple.
The Moon Soul doesn’t pay attention to what temples there are here. He looks around and finds that the scenery here is not better than that just now, but it is also a beautiful place.
"You will learn Taoism here and come to me after three years." The woman rang again.
The Moon Soul wondered, "But who am I here to learn Taoism?" You have to be taught to learn Tao.
"Someone will teach you."
The moon soul looked around and asked, "Who? Where is that man? Why wait three years? "
But the woman didn’t answer. The moon soul called a mother and still didn’t answer. It is estimated that she has gone far.
The soul of the moon looked around at this small plain surrounded by mountains and rocks on three sides, except for a stream and a small house, there was only grass left.
He thought to himself, what did my mother say that someone taught me not to take me to that person? Or get him here. Why just put yourself here?
The moon soul looked around again and finally fixed its eyes on the small room. The only place where people could live here was the small room, where the man might be. He thought of this and walked to the room.
The Moon Soul walked to the door of the small room and found that the room was too small. Can people really live in it? Looking at this, it is estimated that there will be a January soul shaking its head. Who cares? Just knock on the door and you will know.
Third, the beginning of Tao ()
He knocked at the door while thinking about how to introduce himself if he met someone.
"When! When! When! "
The soul of the moon knocked three times, "Is anyone there?"
After a while, no one answered
Moon soul knocked on the door again. "Is there anyone here? I’m here to find someone. "Even he felt very uncomfortable after saying this sentence.
Still no one answered him.
The soul of the moon put its ear to the door and listened carefully to the movement inside, but heard nothing.
Moon Soul frowned and then carefully tunnel "Well … I came in if you didn’t. I really came in."
He knocked on the door gently and found that it was a very old mountain temple. There was nothing else in the temple except the deity of the mountain, and even the incense burner was saved.
I looked at the mountain god roughly, like the mountain god is made of stone, wearing a general’s armor, holding a long-handled broadsword in my hand, and the tiger’s eyes are wide and fierce.
At this time, the moon soul heard something outside and turned out of the temple only to find that it was raining. Although the rain was not very heavy, it was wet and he returned to the mountain temple.