"Watching the chess game and the bad guys, cutting down the wood, walking slowly at the mouth of the valley beside the clouds."
Yuanjian held the yellowed ancient scroll in his hand and murmured in a low voice, frowning.
"Your Highness Yuan, what's bothering you? You might as well tell me and let me share your worries with you."
A sweet voice reached his ears, and under the dancing snowflakes, a girl in aqua blue clothes gradually appeared next to him.
Yuanjian glanced at her and said nothing. He still lowered his head and looked at the ancient scroll in his hand, mumbling something.
The girl leaned closer and said softly: "Your Highness Yuan, Your Highness Yuan?"
"The blue path is high in autumn, I pillow my head against the moon on the pine roots, and when I wake up to the dawn," Yuan Jian's face becomes even more ugly, and he throws the ancient scroll directly on the table, "What kind of bad poem is this? It's just a song about chopping firewood." That’s all, why did senior brother let me understand this kind of thing before going to the Yaochi Holy Land?”
"Your Highness Yuan, you..."
Yuan Jian waved his hand and interrupted her: "Can you stay away from me, Miss Shuang Ling, just treat it like I'm begging you and leave quickly."
Shuang Ling's little face was full of helplessness and said: "His Royal Highness Yuan, you have been coming to Xiniu Hezhou for four thousand years. Where is Xingjun..."
"I have already worshiped under the Fangcun Gate of Lingtai. Don't worry about it any more." Yuan Jian's face gradually turned cold. "Shuang Ling, you don't know what I'm thinking. Just go away. Otherwise... don't blame me for treating you." Ruthless."
Shuang Ling has been in Lingwu Realm for several years, and has been pestering Yuan Jian for several years, but Yuan Jian has never expressed his intention to leave this place with her.
"His Royal Highness Yuan has now survived three disasters and is ranked Taiyi. Naturally, I am no match for His Highness." Shuang Ling's eyes dimmed slightly, "It's just that the Lord Xingjun is currently suffering from strife. Even the divine position is in danger. , If Your Highness Yuan doesn’t go back to the Divine Mansion, I’m afraid…”
"Shut up!"
Yuanjian stood up under the moonlight, his tone became colder, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Just leave, I have already escaped from Taibai Divine Mansion. No matter what, Your Majesty Taibai Star will be with you from now on." I have nothing to do with it.”
Shuang Ling lowered her tone and said softly: "Your Highness Yuan, I have been here for five years, but I have never been moved by you. Let me ask you again, have you really thought about it?"
"Seriously." Yuan Jian turned around and picked up the ancient scroll again.
"When I came, Lord Xingjun once said," Shuang Ling's voice came from behind, "If His Highness Yuanjian really does not return, I will give this thing to His Highness. Once Lord Xingjun is in the palace at the West End, He completely lost power in the battle for the throne of God, and he was able to preserve the inheritance of Taibai Divine Palace."
The thirty-three days of heaven are boundless and vast, and the gods and palaces in it are as numerous as the gravel of the Ganges River.
The Taibai Divine Mansion is under the jurisdiction of Emperor Gouchen of Xiji Shanggong, one of the six emperors. It is one of the countless divine palaces under the West Ji Shanggong. Its priesthood is to control Taibai stars and their attached stars, a total of thirty Nine stars.
Shuang Ling placed an object on the table, saluted towards Yuan Jian's back, and then his figure turned into the sky full of frost and snow and dissipated.
Yuanjian was silent for a while, then turned around and picked up the things on the table, dumbfounded and speechless.
It was an ordinary token. The picture on it was extremely monotonous, with just a wispy hair engraved on it.
But Yuanjian knew that this token was the foundation for the Taibai Divine Palace to stand to this day.
Countless years ago, Taibai Xingjun got acquainted with a tyrannical creature born from heaven and earth by chance. The name of that creature spread throughout the sky and shocked the thirty-three days, and even disturbed the vast world. To a pulp.
Later, this tyrannical creature who turned the world upside down gradually disappeared. It is said that he had already been included in the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshantian.
Taibai Xingjun obtained a strand of hair early on and sealed it inside the token, never using it.
Yuan Jian picked up the token and looked down at the object depicted on it. He could faintly feel that it contained a monstrous power that could split mountains and split seas.
"Why has the situation in Taibai Divine Mansion been so critical, and you have never personally used this token?" Yuanjian raised his head and looked at the farthest point in the sky, murmuring softly, "Is it because you want to save everything in Taibai Divine Mansion?" Is the only opportunity left left to me?"
He placed the token on the table, looked again at the ancient book given to him by his senior brother, and began to study it carefully.
This token was inadvertently turned over by Yuan Jian, revealing the picture depicted on the back.
It was a purple-gold Xuantian crown that exuded divine light. Two long pheasant feathers rolled up from the top of the crown, revealing its former majestic power.
This crown is called Phoenix Wings Purple Gold Crown, which originated from the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea.
