Fang Wai didn't know anything about human affairs. Ever since there was such a big commotion in Jialan Cave, Bailian sat in the cave and sat there for three full months.
There was no trace of anyone during this period, and even the evil demon that had been attracted to Balian rarely communicated with him again.
Perhaps because he had personally witnessed Balian's terrifyingly meticulous deduction ability, the demon god did not want to talk about the Golden Sea any more, nor would he give Balian another chance to talk, and fell into a tired sleep.
Balian could sense that the evil demon was hiding hostility and vigilance towards him, but he didn't force it.
It's just that the many mysteries between this evil demon and the Lord Kunlun really make people pay attention.
Ever since I came to Jialan Cave in Baili'anru, I felt like I had been forgotten. For six months, no one cared about me.
It was as if the huge chaos that made hundreds of thousands of mountains tremble and tremble that day had become an illusion.
Not only has it been more than six months since Balian came to Kunlun Jingxu from the human world, but it has also been a few months since Junhuang returned from the human world, and the poison has finally been completely removed from his body.
He sat in a patch of flying frost and snow, and the dragon's energy could be faintly seen rising from the warm pool full of spiritual power.
Junhuang Chenghuang suddenly tilted his neck, his pale face showing a hint of pain.
The fairy maid serving the tray on the side quickly knelt down, took the glass cup from the tray, and handed it over respectfully.
Junhuang took advantage of the opportunity and vomited the thick black blood in his mouth into the glass cup.
The immortal servant asked worriedly: "Is your Majesty better?"
Another immortal attendant quickly took a clean snow handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips.
After Junhuang Chenghuang vomited out the mouthful of blood, his blood obviously became better. He waved his hand, glanced at the cup in her hand with disgust, and said, "Take some."
This feeling of disgust and impatience did not originate from the fairy attendant who sent the glass lamp.
He was not originally a fastidious person, but for the past six months, he had been healing and practicing in this Qianmai Pond.
Every time the poisonous energy surges up, he vomits blood. With his status, he has no need to scruple and spit directly into the Fang Ling Pond.
Anyway, the spiritual water in this pool is flowing and has the power of self-purification. Even if the poisonous blood does not fall into the pool of water, it will be completely purified quickly. Why should he spend so much effort?
The young man standing aside, refining alchemy and protecting the Dharma, had not completely faded the white feathers on his face. Judging from his appearance and his pure aura, he looked like a demon monk from Kunlun Jingxu.
He noticed the impatience on Jun Huang Chenghuang's face, glanced at the Qianmai Pond's water level, which had dropped by more than half in the past six months, and moved his alchemy hand slightly. A tight.
Even though he knew that he was the emperor, he couldn't help but say: "Three months ago, the emperor successfully forced the first mouthful of poisonous blood out of the body and vomited it into the spiritual pool, even though the Qianmai Pool has the ability to purify itself. Poisonous ability.
But in this Qianmai Pond, there are also many water creatures living in the water. Before they have time to be purified, the poison in Your Majesty's body will be transmitted to their bodies. It will make them suffer deeply.
There are innocent creatures in the mountains and ponds, so why should you let them suffer when it is something your Majesty can do easily? "
Junhuang Chenghuang had just forced out the remaining poison in his body. His body was exhausted and his heart was irritated, when he heard the young man talking like he didn't know his identity.
He couldn't help but lower the corners of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became gloomy: "Cang Nanyi usually preaches and preaches to me. How dare you, a waiter who makes alchemy in a cauldron, to comment on my actions?!"
The maid holding the glass lamp couldn't help but reveal a hint of coldness in her eyes when she looked at the young man: "Your Majesty has such a high status. This wandering spirit in the pool is humble. It is already a great achievement to be able to be with you even once." The fairy is honored.
Not to mention being able to spend more than six months with an immortal figure like Junshang day and night, this is a blessing that no immortal in the heaven can seek. "
Another Immortal Attendant also said coldly: "Your Majesty was born with the supreme bloodline of the gods. It is the same bloodline of the Emperor God as the current True Master. Its blood is a thousand times more precious than the spiritual blood of the Kirin True Dragon.
These little guys in the pool can be favored by the precious blood of the king. This is such a favor from the king. Accepting gifts from heaven and earth must undergo certain tests.
If you can't even endure this pain, how can you qualify to live at the feet of the Immortal and occupy the best geographical resources of Qianmai Pond. "
Qianmai Pond, as the name suggests, this spiritual pond is one of the most ancient and superior blessed places in Kunlun Jingxu. In terms of its preciousness, it is comparable to Hanyu Pond in a certain sense.
It's just that the two have different properties and different functions and effects.
The Thousand Veins Pond is a living pool that gathers the spirits of hundreds of rivers. The Thousand Veins Pond has thousands of spiritual veins flowing under it.
In Kunlun Jingxu, the spiritual veins here are not the same as those in the human world. If the human spiritual veins are compared to hair, the dragon veins in Kunlun Jingxu can be called a giant dragon.
The spiritual veins here all have the consciousness of the original gods. The spiritual veins are living creatures, generating their own souls and endlessly growing. Where did they come together to form this Thousand Veins Pond.
According to rumors, this Qianmai Pond was the result of a fierce battle between the Emperor and the Demon God.
The spiritual blood flows to the top of the mountain snow, and the fallen blood becomes a river. The river turns into ice flames, nourishing billions of living beings for generations, and this pool has been created since then.
This pool is a symbol of the emperor's supreme merits and the glorious scenery of her victory over demons and gods.
Because of this, the Heyu young man from the Demon Immortal Clan was even more angry about this.
He frowned sternly, and while questioning, his voice did not lose the humility and respect for such a superior person.
"Your favor is a supreme gift. We, the demons and immortals, should burst into tears with gratitude, but what kind of kindness is it if it is imposed upon a person by force?
Even though Jun Shang's precious blood can greatly cleanse muscles and marrow and enhance spiritual power, the poison of a thousand cuts is unbearable even for a figure like Jun Shang, and needs to be suppressed by the power of Qianmai Pond.
The poison in the bodies of the creatures in this pool is even more unbearable. When the Taoist heart collapses, it is inevitable that the heart of suicide will arise. "
"Your Majesty is endowed with great wisdom. This is a blessing and a calamity. I believe that your Majesty naturally knows it in your heart."
The female immortal attendant was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the cold-eyed Junhuang Chenghuang who raised his hand. He looked at the young man with crane feathers intently, sneered and said:
"You don't have to hit me with such words. What you say right now is meaningless. As the head of the five immortals, Cang Nanyi, even though I am her husband, I have to listen to her words in this mountain.
Now that I have not vomited poisonous blood into this pool of water to harm your kind, why do you have to use harsh words again? Is this how Cangnan Yi controls me? "
The Heyu young man's face suddenly turned green and turned white.
What he really felt angry about was not just the same kind of things that poisoned him.
The extraordinary spiritual power of this Qianmai Pond was transformed by the spiritual blood of the Goddess Empress. It is an important spiritual foundation that supports the immortality of Kunlun Jingxu.
No matter how powerful the poison of a thousand cuts is, it tortures people's hearts, but it is still a poison in the world.
It's not worth the trouble of borrowing the power of Qianmai Pond to remove this poison.
He is the most powerful pharmacist in Kunlun Jingxu. He was able to forcefully extend the life of Shen Jibai, the crown prince of the Xianyin Kingdom, for so many years despite his incurable disease.
This mere poison of Thousand Cuts to Death is not fatal, but the process is painful and fatal enough. The elixir he refined can dissolve this poison and dilute the pain caused by the Thousand Cuts to Cut Pill.
Even if he didn't need the Qianmai Pond, within six months, he was confident that he would be able to completely dispel the poison in Junhuang Chenghuang's body.
It's just that the emperor returned to Kunlun Jingxu as if he were taking refuge. He couldn't bear any suffering and pain. His golden body was unwilling to bear the pain even if it was weakened by his elixir.
He must use the spiritual power of this Qianmai Pond to suppress the pain in his body to a minimum.
But despite his natural divine body, the toxicity of the Thousand Cutting Pills has penetrated into his bones and blood. If he wants to use spiritual power to weaken the pain of Ling Chi in his bones, the spiritual power required is extremely huge.
It took a full six months to remove the poison, but Junhuang Chenghuang was unwilling to endure any pain, so he spent a full six months in the Qianmai Pond.
In six months, most of the spiritual liquid was directly sucked out, which means that the weak and young creatures born in the mountain will soon be suffocated by the lack of spiritual power in the spiritual veins that are difficult to supply downstream spiritual power.
And the gods transformed from the thousand spiritual veins of Kunlun Jingxu will also fall into an unbearable period of weakness and cold winter.
Regarding all this, as the empress of Kunlun God, she will naturally not sit idly by and ignore it.
This also means that she has to draw out the fairy marrow blood in her body to nourish all living creatures.
How can such a pain of pulling out the marrow and peeling off the tendons be comparable to this small punishment of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
This Heyu young man can be regarded as an old man in the mountains. He knows the reason why Kunlun is willing to be involved in the Six Paths.
Although 80% of it is because of respecting the father's last wish, and 20% of it is as the master of the Hundred Thousand Rootless Mountains, the empress does need the Divine Source of Water to cover the mountains and moisturize all things.
But what do you think, His Majesty is so incompetent that he is unable to refine the Sishui Divine Source left behind by his father. He still needs the Empress to spend the Divine Source to help him refine it and ascend to the position of Immortal.
Maybe everything he got was too easy, and the emperor took advantage of the shortage without knowing how to cherish it. All the creatures in Kunlun Pure Ruins were not nourished and nourished by his Water God Source for too long, so they were taken away by him when he played with women.
After that, he was even more unrepentant and stumbled again in the same pit, losing the sacred Hanyu Pond in Kunlun Jingxu.
None of the Heyu youths knew what kind of blessing their Kunlun Jingxu had brought to them by provoking such a great god into the mountain.
Apart from causing trouble to the empress, what else can he do?
Perhaps the angry and unwilling look in the Heyu young man's eyes at this moment was too straightforward, so straightforward that the emperor took advantage of the opportunity to see all the emotions contained in his eyes.
Chenghuang was suddenly furious, and he slapped his hand hard on the stone platform beside the pool: "How presumptuous! What's that look in your eyes?!"
I am the Goddess of Kunlun, and half of the mountains and lands of Kunlun belong to me.
I extracted some of my own spiritual veins for use. Do you still need a little medicine cultivator like you to give me some pointers? !
Cangnan Yi doesn't dare to criticize me, so what's your position to cause trouble again? "
The young man took a deep breath, not daring to argue head-on with such a big man. He could only suppress the rolling emotions in his heart and whispered in a respectful and polite voice:
"Your Majesty, the innate divine body, is able to microscopically view the world and move back to the mountains and rivers, because he knows that it is not easy for the supreme spirit of heaven and earth to be born.
This Qianmai Pond is even more difficult. If you are too extravagant and wasteful, if you use all the water to catch fish, you will be counterattacked by the laws of nature.
I just hope that your Majesty will think twice before taking any action. "
Junhuang Chenghuang sneered coldly: "So you are blaming me for being extravagant and abusing your Kunlun spiritual power?"
"Your Majesty, don't you dare?!"
Junhuang Chenghuang continued to sneer: "You say you don't dare, but that's exactly what you are thinking in your heart!"
He stood up and looked condescendingly at the young pharmacist He Yu who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "You feel that I am dragging down your divine master, abusing her resources, being aggrieved on her behalf, and unwilling to accept her injustice.
But how do you know that as the husband of Kunlun and the orthodox emperor of the God Clan, if I didn’t care about the relationship between husband and wife, how could I build the True Immortal Sect for her and save those who would never be able to live in this life? Fairies who might give birth to fairy bones?
It is true that I lost to Han Yuchi, but can the immortal bones tempered by blindly relying on external forces without knowing how to cultivate the mind really change the differences and prejudices against monsters in the world?
You see, without my True Immortal Religion, and with your divine master’s character of being out of touch with the six realms, how could the subjects under her control have the ambition to become a Qingyun? Without a bone-chilling chill, how could the fragrance of plum blossoms hit their nostrils? .
Without my guidance to protect the way, how could the immortals in the mountains make everyone aspire to be guardians of the realm, shoulder the responsibility of the demons and immortals, and set an example for the common people? "
Junhuang Chenghuang put away his angry and angry expression, and looked sad and heartbroken.
"You only see the demanding side of me, but you don't see the giving side of me. Most of the spiritual power lost in Qianmai Pond can be easily made up by the flip of a hand in Cangnan Yi."
"But there are countless demon immortals hiding demon bones in the mountains, and their future fates are all shouldered by me alone. I dare not harm my body and mind.
Your Divine Lord has not thought so deeply about you, but I... really care about each and every one of the immortal people of Kunlun. "
After hearing these words, the Heyu young man was greatly shocked. He looked at Junhuang Chenghuang in front of him in disbelief, and felt as if his heart was being hit hard.
Over the years, the boundless darkness caused by the prejudice of the heaven and the unfair fate of the demon clan has burst into light and brightness because of the sonorous and powerful speech of Junhuang Chenghuang.
The young man from Heyu had a lump in his throat, and his hands and feet were a little at a loss: "I... I don't know that your Majesty is... so far-sighted in your treatment of me, Kunlun."
Junhuang Chenghuang smiled faintly, raised his hand and touched his head in the air.
There was a hint of melancholy in his voice: "I didn't want to say more, but people misunderstood me..."
