It is the first day of the first lunar month of the 400th year of the Shenyu calendar.
Early morning.
Wearing a crown and an imperial robe with black brocade and gold threads embroidered with phoenix patterns, Dong Yunyue sat high on the throne. Below him, the civil and military officials kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, shouting "Long live my emperor, long live the emperor."
"Flat body."
With a look in his eyes, the eunuch announced:
"If you have your roots, start playing, but if you don't have your roots, you will retreat~"
Prime Minister Zuo walked out of the array and bowed:
"Start your Majesty."
"In the past twelve years, spring has passed and autumn has come. Relying on the holy virtues, peace has prevailed all over the world. People in the thirteen states live and work in peace and contentment. I specially present 36,000 people's umbrellas to honor your majesty's achievements."
Dong Yunyue nodded and responded calmly:
"I am very happy."
The Prime Minister of the Left returned to the ranks, and the Supervisor of Ceremonies said:
"Your Majesty, Holy Ann."
"Yesterday, the Great Lord Nichenhai Shenkong expressed his willingness to incorporate the five islands in the inland sea into the territory of our dynasty, pay tribute to His Majesty, and be a minister of Shenyu forever. I hope your Majesty will grant you permission!"
"allow."
"Your Majesty is holy."
Another official followed closely behind:
"Start your Majesty..."
Because of the New Year, there were more ministers presenting, but the news was basically good.
After the battle of Tai'an City, the Shenyu Dynasty has become a veritable co-resident of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. No one who is blind will dare to disturb Tai Sui.
…
Shangyang Palace.
The spirit-gathering formation was running, the grass was green, the flowers were fragrant, and the butterflies were coming. A beautiful-looking woman in red squatted by the pond and absentmindedly fed the fish, looking around from time to time.
"Crunch."
When the door of a room opened, she turned around in surprise, and a man in green clothes with bunted hair came into view. She was a little disappointed and continued to feed the fish: "You are invincible in the world and you are still in seclusion."
"Morning."
Qingyu moved a chair and sat next to the woman, holding a fishing rod in his hand. The other party fed the fish while she fished, and reciprocated the courtesy: "Are you waiting for the master again?"
"uh-huh."
Red Musk responded feebly: "There are also Xiudong Chunlei, three cultivating madmen, I don't understand, what's the benefit of cultivating? Isn't it nice to sleep with her?"
The blue carp glanced at her, and a red carp was hooked and released. She pointed out: "Have you... never been in seclusion with the master?"
"yes."
Red Musk said of course:
"I don't like practicing. You know, Master treats me well and never forces me...I heard that you three often retreat with Master? Isn't it boring?"
Qingyu tried hard not to laugh:
"Well, it's boring as hell. With your personality, you definitely can't stand it. I'll go find the master tomorrow and tell him not to take you with him to practice in the future. We've had enough."
Red Musk said gratefully:
"Thank you, Sister Qingyu, you are quite a nice person."
This unlucky kid.
Qingyu smiled and shook his head, secretly chuckling: "It seems that she really doesn't know what kind of technique the master is practicing. It's great. There are fewer competitors, so you can get the best of both worlds."
After a while.
Another door opened. Xiudong and Chunlei covered their blushing faces and limped away. Chen Yi tied up his hair and yawned, waving to them:
"Pack your bags and let's leave the palace."
"What are you going for?"
"Beautiful clothes and angry horses, traveling around the world."
…
It is the second day of the first lunar month of the 400th year of Shenyu calendar.
Chen Yi hid the secret from everyone in the palace and sneaked out of the palace with four maids. They didn't take the chariot or receive the guard of honor. It was just the five of them who walked around and saw the bustling scene.
In his previous life, he had a dream to travel around the world. He always felt that this was a very meaningful thing, so he decided to record this time.
The diary was inaccurate and called an annual diary because he intended to record it every hundred years.
Five hundred years ago, the winter solstice occurred in Shenyu's calendar.
Herring is pregnant.
凎.
I didn't expect the first record to be so exciting, but Qingyu said she didn't want children. She said she didn't like children and asked me if I could abort them, and I agreed.
We are monks anyway, so doing this will not have any impact on the body. Besides, we are still young. Being parents is, well, too early after all.
Amitabha, sin, sin, sin.
In the 600th year of Shenyu's calendar, there was a minor summer heat.
A big event happened this year: Shangyang F4 was in internal strife, and the same roommates were at war.
The reason was that Hong She discovered that my "Tai Shang Zhen Jie" was actually a dual cultivation method, the so-called retreat practice... Well, she thought Qing Yu had deceived her feelings.
Musk asked: "Woman bitch, I treat you as my sister, and you eat secretly behind my back?"
The fish responded: "I didn't."
Musk scolded angrily: "The facts are in front of you, and you still don't admit it?"
Yu quibbles: "Apart from the facts, are you not wrong at all?"
The red musk deer was anxious and started to shoot the herring. Xiudong tried to deflect it, but she also beat her up. I hugged Chun Lei and ate the melon, but the red musk deer turned the gun again and hit Chun Lei.
One versus three, Sister Red Musk is mighty.
I advised: "Musk, why don't you forget it, Yu'er has already realized her mistake."
"Although the three of them are colluding together and colluding with each other, they will not take care of you, and they have made it clear that they do not regard you as family. Oh, you are so miserable, and I feel wronged for you."
However, Red Musk didn't listen to the advice, and the two finally broke up. I tried my best.
Shenyu calendar has been seven hundred years, and the mountains are covered with snow.
I revisited my old place in Gusu and met Zhao Die'er by chance. She has grown up. The book says that if a woman lowers her head so that her toes are not visible, she is already extremely beautiful in the world. Well, the ancients do not deceive me.
She said: "Uncle Chen Shi, now I have reached the peak of the golden elixir, but my realm has stalled due to inner demons. If Uncle Shi misses my old love, can you help me realize my dreams?"
The next day, we got married casually, and the bridesmaids were Red Musk and they said: I can’t help it, I’m a naturally soft-hearted and helpful person, and I hate seeing girls cry.
Eight hundred years ago in the Shenyu calendar, it was summer.
Tough luck! Tough luck! Tough luck! She was caught and raped in bed by Dong Yunyue early in the morning!
Mother Ganlin!
This is unscientific. When can the emperor leave the palace at will?
What’s more outrageous is that she is accompanied by Prime Minister Zuo. What’s even more outrageous is that Prime Minister Zuo also serves as a historian. The most outrageous thing is that I have been included in the annals of history!
In the 800th year of Shen Yu's calendar, the Peach Blossom Sword God fought one against five, supported the wall, and fled. There is a rumor in the world that Chen Sword God is not really invincible, and there are still five beauties in the world.
God knows how confused I was.
Shenyu Calendar nine hundred years, awn species.
The little lady Dongyun finally left, and she was accompanied by Yu Shiyanguan, which made me very stressed. I had been vegetarian for a hundred years, and tonight I might be able to taste meat.
Yi said: "Help me find Xiudong and tell her I want to eat fish."
Fish said: "Fish are so cute, why do you want to eat fish?"
Yu'er, Yu'er, you are the girl that I can't bear to exert my strength in bed.
Shenyu calendar has a thousand years, the spring equinox.
The second time I met Zhao Dieer, I suspected that she was following me, so I ordered Chunlei to tie her up: I had to torture her severely to find out her purpose of following me.
The forced confession activities lasted for more than nine days.
Work at sunrise and sunset, fish after exhaustion, and eat potatoes to satisfy hunger. The good news is that Zhao Dieer has broken through the Nascent Soul stage, but the bad news is that she was overwhelmed and became ill from overwork.
Zhao Dieer was ill and refused my visit. Maybe she was still angry with me.
"Die'er."
"Uncle Shi believes that you are a strong girl and everything will get better."
"Amen."
In the Shenyu Calendar, it is Guyu, one thousand and eleven hundred years ago.
The fish is pregnant again.
Damn it!
My mind is broken.
Isn’t it said that the higher the level, the harder it is to get pregnant? Co-authored: Do you have a physique that is prone to pregnancy?
From today on, stay away from Qingyu. She is an unlucky cub (cross out the entire paragraph). In the next hundred years, she will not fool around with Qingyu. Instead, she will guide the cultivation of Red Deer, Xiudong and Chunlei.
One thousand two hundred years ago in the Shenyu Calendar, Xiaoman.
Thanks for the invitation.
In Dunhuang City, Red Musk found a dragon robe from nowhere.
Inn.
Looking at the charming red musk deer, I reprimanded righteously:
"For a common girl to secretly wear a dragon robe, you are treasonous and want to punish the nine tribes. You don't want the news of secretly wearing a dragon robe to reach His Majesty's ears, right?"
Red Musk's delicate body trembled, and she looked pitiful: "Young Master, I will obey you no matter what you want. There are seniors and juniors in your family. I beg you, Master, please don't expose me."
Mom, she is so good!
Because Hong She took the initiative to plead guilty and her attitude was sincere, I will not report her to Dong Yunyue. It is another day to be helpful to others. I am really a benevolent and righteous person.
Shenyu calendar is one thousand three hundred years old, the autumnal equinox.
The red musk deer got off to a bad start.
this hundred years.
Qing Yu and the others searched for strange clothes every day, and they almost never wore the same clothes every day. For example, the gray sweater Xiu Dong was wearing now had a big hole in the back.
You're wearing it inside out, idiot.
I am firmly opposed to this kind of behavior of playing with things and losing one's ambition, so I tore up the gray sweater ruthlessly, and then gave Xiudong a stern education.
Serve as a warning to others.
Talk.
Why is it that men don’t look good in women’s clothes, but women look good in men’s clothes?
How unfair!
Shenyu lived in seclusion with Qingyu for one thousand four hundred years.
Shenyu lived in seclusion for 1,500 years with Red Deer.
Shenyu lived in seclusion for one thousand six hundred years with Xiudong Chunlei.
In the 1,700th year of Shenyu's calendar, there was heavy snow.
Time flies so fast. Unknowingly, it has been more than a thousand years, and I am a little impatient. During these thousand years, Qingyu has been pregnant a total of 108 times...
rough!
One word is enough, most words will bring tears. I am tired, just destroy it.
Note: Mr. Jin heard rumors that Yu Li died after 1,800 years, so I just smiled and said nothing. How could Shen Yu, with me and the Contrast Empress in charge, die?
It is the twelfth lunar month of the year one thousand seven hundred and ninety-nine in the Shenyu calendar.
In nine days, it will be the day of national subjugation according to folklore, and the white fox's face is here. His character usually does not take the initiative to find me. As soon as he comes, I know that I deserve to die.
He took me to a place called Jiehai, where a thousand years is equal to one day on earth. After working hard day and night, I couldn’t bear the complexity and stopped updating the calendar.
…
It is December 31st, year one thousand seven hundred and ninety-nine in the Shenyu Calendar.
Jinluan Palace.
Dong Yunyue sat on her phoenix chair and looked down at Chen Yi who was kneeling below.
This man was my master and now he was dying.
Chen Yi was half kneeling on the ground, looking up at Dong Yunyue like a courtier.
This man is my concubine and my emperor.
What should I say? At this moment, it seemed like there was nothing left to say.
Chen Yi looked at Dong Yunyue quietly. More than a thousand years ago, he personally drove this aloof female emperor into dust, trampling on her dignity without leaving a trace.
That year, she cut off mortals, and he refined Qi, and the difference was cloud and mud.
A hundred years later, she provided him with resources and accompanied him to make a comeback. He guarded the world for her and opened up territories for her. They depended on each other and were inseparable.
This year, she is still young, and he has white hair.
Don't they owe each other?
These two words? Too bland.
"Your body..."
Dong Yunyue, now the empress, spoke with a trembling voice.
"Nothing can be done about it."
Chen Yi replied with a calm expression.
Dong Yunyue kept taking deep breaths, trying to maintain her posture, but the cobweb-cracked armrests of the phoenix chair had already revealed her panicked heart.
Chen Yi shook his head and said softly: "Some things must be experienced, such as birth, old age, illness and death. As long as it is natural, why should we feel sad for him?"
After a moment of silence, he reached out to the emperor:
"Come for a walk with me."
Dong Yunyue closed her eyes and nodded solemnly:
"good."
The sun rises in the east, and the purple air comes from the east.
A ray of golden light and a ray of purple cloud left Tai'an City, passed through the Nichen Sea, crossed the Hundred Thousand Mountains, crossed the Buddha Burial Plateau, and stopped at the top of the North Mountain to gaze across the endless horizon.
The breeze blew across her face, Dong Yunyue clung to Chen Yi's chest, murmuring:
"There are two me in the world."
"One is sitting in the court, worshiped by all the people, and the other is prostrate in a dark and damp dungeon, wearing a gold shackle and silver lock around her neck. She is a wonderful creation."
"Your devout believer is paranoid and fanatical, cold and despicable."
"Her body and her soul are branded with your mark, satisfying your perverted ambitions and filling my dirty greed. No one can match you and me."
"Every time I have lust, I am driven by you, because your eyes will tremble uncontrollably. I only belong to you, completely controlled by you, and possessed by you."
"My Lord, thank you for giving me joy and giving me suffering..."
The translation of this passage is, if you go back, I will never live alone.
Chen Yi sighed softly, gave up trying to persuade him, opened his arms, and closed his eyes.
"Buzz!"
Instantly.
A pillar of light covered with golden inscriptions slowly drooped down, and a sacred image emerged from the center of his eyebrows, looking down at the world with the posture of an invincible immortal, dispersing in form but gathering in spirit.
A moment.
In the thirteen states of Shenyu, no matter monks or mortals, no matter birds or beasts, they all raised their heads in unison, looking up at the figure that was indistinguishable from male to female and invincible in the world.
Chen Yi turned around and looked at Dong Yunyue: "This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the scenery is pleasant. It is a good place to bury my bones. When my soul is gone, I will bury my bones in this mountain."
Dong Yunyue's eyes were red and she was sobbing silently, but she nodded.
"Great kindness."
Chen Yi gave a soft drink, and the Dharma image instantly shattered. The sword energy and Tao power in the Dantian spurted out like a tide, covering the sky and the sun, splitting into four, and turning into a white rainbow into the upper Yang.
On his deathbed.
He took one last look at the sky. The weather was so nice today and the sky was blue.
He suddenly thought that more than a thousand years ago, the day he and Dong Yunyue walked out of the prison side by side, it seemed to be a sunny day, the beauty was like jade, and the sword was like a rainbow.
In the year 1799 of the Divine Feather Calendar, the Peach Blossom Sword God Chen Yi sat on the top of Hua Beishan.
Dying.
He gave his sword spirit and Tao charm to the four maids without any reservation.
Dong Yunyue calmed down and set up a tomb for Chen Yi: As a person in the world of killing mortals, it was easy to move mountains and unload mountains, but when it came to the step of writing an epitaph, she was stumped.
Even if the entire stone monument is filled, the deeds of the other party during his lifetime cannot be fully remembered.
Think about it for a long time.
She simply knocked down the old monument, replaced it with a new one, and wrote four sentences:
"Chen Jun sweeps Liuhe, how heroic is the tiger's gaze."
"Strike the floating clouds with your sword, and all the princes will come to the west."
Feeling that something was still missing, after thinking about it, she added another sentence:
"Have fun!"
The empress lowered her head, began to wipe away her tears, and sobbed silently. Her brows also overflowed with purple clouds, her black hair was flying in the wind, and the dragon veins from all over the world were moaning in unison.
"Owner…"
Dong Yunyue, the Shenyu Empress, is enthroned.
The news quickly spread back to Tai'an City. All civil and military officials were in grief. The gates of Shangyang Palace were closed tightly. From time to time, the maids' discussions and the cries of being smashed could be heard.
The next day.
Shen Yu's left minister, Zuo Zi Ning, sat down and passed away.
The twelve pavilion elders of Lingyan Pavilion hanged themselves.
Qing Yu, the great maid of Shangyang, committed suicide by hanging her silk ribbon.
Hong De, the second maid of Shangyang, committed suicide by taking poison.
The three maids of Shangyang, Xiu Dong, drew their swords and killed themselves.
Chun Lei, the fourth maid of Shangyang, drew her sword and killed herself.
The remaining ones carried four bronze coffins, wore linen and wore mourning, kowtowed to Beishan, and volunteered to be buried.
Historical records of later generations.
There was a dynasty, Shen Yu, Emperor Dongyun, who died in one lifetime, and the country was in Zuo for 1,800 years...
