Dad, Will You Abandon Your Husband and Son When You Ascend?

Jun Jiewu and Li Zhuochen have been married for decades in the mortal world. Thanks to Jun Jiewu's special physique, they even gave birth to a son. Once he returned to heaven, he realized that it was just a love affair and a dream. Thunder suddenly rang out, and the nine heavens shook. All the immortals ran over to watch and realized that it was Immortal Jiewu and Immortal Zhuochen who had gone through tribulations in the mortal world and returned to their normal positions. After returning from calamity, both immortal kings ascended to the level of gods, and all the immortals expressed their congratulations. The faces of the gods were as ugly as the others. Lord Zhuochen was deep in thought, while Lord Jiewu turned his face away. Si Ming, the only one who knew the inside story, shook his fan and smiled without saying a word. Jun Jiewu came back to his senses: "... That's fine. You and I have cut off our worldly roots. From now on, bridges will return to bridges and roads will return..." Li Zhuochen rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about, wife? How can you be a god and have a wife and children who are happy on the hot bed?" So the immortals discovered that Su Lai came and went alone, and there was a tall figure beside the grumpy God Mustard Mustard. Jun Jiewu couldn't bear the disturbance, and his expression became colder and colder day by day. ... But God Kawhi, who once used a spell to crush Dentuzi into ashes, never actually took action against him. The expressions of the immortals are subtle. After seven hundred years of pressing his hot face against his wife's cold butt, and not even pulling her little hand once more, Zhuochen God finally decided to give up. He finished the last pot of immortal wine, threw the wine pot into the sea of clouds, and laughed at himself: "Okay, let's break the worldly relationship. He is peaceful, and I am at ease. Immortals live a long life, who can't live without the other?" A few days later, Si Ming wandered into the Li Zhuochen Palace and said as if unintentionally: "I heard that Lingwu Palace is not peaceful today. Something went wrong when the god must have been refining weapons, and half of the side hall collapsed. The immortal servant said that he saw red on his hands..." Li Zhuochen stood up with a groan, and turned over the tea cup on the table with his clothes. The next second, he stopped abruptly, sat back slowly, turned his face away and snorted: "... It's none of my business." His wounds could heal on their own without a cup of tea. The news reached Jun Gaiwu's ears, and the other half of the side hall also collapsed. Since then, the two gods have completely fallen into a cold war. One of them stayed behind closed doors, and the other never set foot in Lingwu Palace. The immortals who had been watching in the Nine Heavens for seven hundred years all thought to themselves: It seems that this seven-hundred-year itch is really unbearable. One day, another thunder struck down, causing another earthquake in the Nine Heavens. The sound of thunder was as loud as when the two gods returned to their positions. He is obviously a very talented god. The gods rode on fairy beasts and rode on auspicious clouds and surrounded the entrance to the Shangzhongtian. Wherever the thunder light dissipated, a young god stood there, scratching his head and grinning: "Hello fellow immortals! Excuse me - are my father, Li Zhuochen, and my mother-in-law, Gaiwu, here?" [The chic and romantic old beast attacks × the awkward wife and beautiful woman] Food guide: 1v1 double first love, with a mixed proportion of plot and emotion. Overall, it is sweet and sour, not a sadistic novel. I avoided attachment due to various reasons in the early stage, but the essence is a super thick double arrow. Neither Gong nor Shou is perfect in terms of character, nor is it a censorship of the text. It is not recommended to read as an extreme censorship of the party. The plots of Gong Shou and Zai Zai in the text are two parallel parts and do not represent chronological order. The title of the article may change frequently. The author is committed to abstraction (bushi) in this aspect. To avoid getting lost, I ask the little angels to click and collect it. Anti-theft is on, the serialization period is 80%-90%, peaceful reading, friendly discussion, no writing guidance, thank you ~ Pre-collection of "The Merciless Taoist Immortal Regrets Killing Her Husband", the copy is as follows Everyone in the world of cultivation knows the name "Yu Qingyan" for two reasons. First, he has been cultivating the ruthless way for hundreds of years and is the first immortal person in the world, as well as the most beautiful woman. He is dressed in white, his bones are made of frost and snow, and his face can put even the fairies in the Nine Heavens to shame. The second is... No one in the world of cultivation dares to mention it, but everyone knows it well-he once had a Taoist companion, and that Taoist companion was still a man. Everyone knows that the Immortal Master Yu Qingyan conquered the Mahayana, set out to overcome the tribulation, and became the best person in the world, by killing his husband to achieve enlightenment. A hundred years of solitude, reaching the top. When monks all over the world saw him, they all bowed their heads and saluted, and respectfully called out "Your Majesty." No one knew that the old wound in his heart would hurt when he meditated every night. To the end of practicing the ruthless way, one should have no sorrow, no joy, no anger and no anger. But Yu Qingyan occasionally thinks of someone on a snowy night. He didn't admit it was regret. He cultivates the path of ruthlessness, ruthlessness and desirelessness, how can his heart be moved? It's just a skeleton on the road to enlightenment... A skeleton. … When he opened his eyes again, Yu Qingyan found himself standing in front of the heart-washing pool where the sect chose its path. The water in the pool was crystal clear, reflecting his young face. The junior brothers and sisters around him were chattering, discussing whether to choose the sword or the alchemy. Yu Qingyan stared at the water in a daze, and by some strange mistake, he avoided the stone monument of Wuqingdao. The master was startled: "Yan'er, you have been cultivating the ruthless way for hundreds of years, and your foundation has already been -" "No more cultivation." Yu Qingyan said. He couldn't explain why. Perhaps that hundred years was too long, so long that he was tired of even lying to himself. Anyway, he won't cultivate in this life. … Shen Zhaodu was very quiet when he died. He was just a casual cultivator in the past, and he was used to living in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests. Unexpectedly, once he came out of the mountain, he would be attracted by the most beautiful woman in the world for some reason. Only later did he find out that it was Yu Qingyan's last "mortal relationship" before he cultivated the ruthless path. Yu Qingyan wanted to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so he became the victim of the sharp blade. Seeing each other again a hundred years later, Yu Qingyan stood by the Xixin Pond, dressed in white as snow, with a peerless appearance, exactly the same as in his previous life. Shen Zhaodu glanced at it from a distance and thought: Oh, it still looks so good. Then he turned around and left. Yu Qingyan: "?" He stood there, watching the man pass by him without looking sideways or even giving him an extra look. It was clear that this person in the previous life could not walk when he saw him. Those extremely aggressive peach blossom eyes always smiled when facing him, slightly curved, and their gaze always seemed to stay on him. Why in this life... Yu Qingyan pursed her lips and did not move. He told himself he didn't mind. He is the number one person in the immortal world, why would he care if a casual cultivator doesn't look at him? Three days later, Shen Zhaodu was setting up a stall selling talismans in the market, and Yu Qingyan happened to pass by. Five days later, Shen Zhaodu was hunting monsters in the secret realm, and Yu Qingyan "happened" to be there too. Seven days later, Shen Zhaodu was having dinner in a restaurant. Yu Qingyan sat at the next table and ordered a table of dishes without touching a single bite. Shen Zhaodu finally raised his head and glanced at him. Yu Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, but his face was cold and indifferent, showing the airs of the future number one in the immortal world. Shen Zhaodu: "Fellow Taoist, are you following me?" Yu Qingyan's fingers holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, and her eyelashes trembled: "... You look pretty good, can you share some with me?" Shen Zhaodu looked at the Manchu and Han banquet on his table: "..." Later, Shen Zhaodu finally came to him on his own initiative. Yu Qingyan was practicing his sword when he saw the figure appearing at the gate of the mountain. The tip of the sword tilted and cut off half of the rockery. He calmed down, sheathed his sword, and said coldly: "What's the matter?" "You killed me to prove my truth in your previous life," Shen Zhaodu looked into his eyes, "How do you plan to repay that in this life?" Yu Qingyan tightened his fingers suddenly. The mountain breeze blew his clothes flying. He was standing at the highest point of the sect, the number one immortal in the world that monks looked up to. At this moment, he suddenly felt weak at his feet. "... How do you want me to pay it back." Shen Zhaodu took out the Immortal Binding Lock: "Excuse me, could you please get in by yourself?" Purpose: A happy family