Jinghua looked at each other tenderly and deeply, while Ling Jiuquan also smiled at each other.
After the God Realm was shattered, the two had not seen each other for three thousand years. The so-called flick of a finger may be the blink of an eye to a person who cultivates immortality, but it is like a glance of ten thousand years to a person who misses him.
Qiongqi looked at the two people who were close to each other in front of him, his eyes dazed. Many years before he met Jinghua, he had been with her through the wilderness, through the abyss, and up to the sky, but then she met Ling Jiuquan.
Fate comes first, but love does not.
A hint of anger flashed through Taotie's eyes, and his eyes looking at Jinghua were cold again.
"Jiuquan, where have you been in the past thousands of years? I found no news about you in the entire demon world. I even secretly inquired about the fairy world but there was still no news. I thought... I thought you..." Jing Hua choked up and cried as she spoke.
"You thought I was buried there along with the shattering of the divine world?" Ling Jiuquan said with a slow smile.
"Jiuquan..."
"I don't want to show up because I am ashamed of Liuli and failed to protect her." A trace of pain gradually appeared on Ling Jiuquan's face, and there were cracks in his memory that burned his heart.
Ever since she heard that name, Jinghua's whole body has been as cold as a bone, as if she had fallen into a cold cellar. Qiongqi and Taotie were also shaken, as if time and space were confused, and their expressions were dazed.
As early as in ancient times, the world was vast, and there were countless dragons, snakes, and monsters in the world. There was a golden dragon who practiced in the world, enlightened the world for thousands of years, and evolved into a god in ten thousand years. He was the first true god in later generations, named Dragon God Liuli.
Liuli ascended to the divine realm, and was assisted by two demigods. From then on, he continued to protect the world and the common people for thousands of years, until the world was in turmoil and the continents separated, and then the four realms came into being.
The four ferocious beasts are old friends that Liuli had known before he became a god in ancient times. Ling Jiuquan's true form is the Xuanming Heavenly Python, and he has practiced with Liuli for many years. As for the mirror flower, it was originally a bright moon that fell from the sky to the earth in ancient times. Due to the way of heaven, it only needs to refine another bright moon to become the moon god. However, Liuli stopped such absurd behavior during the period. Liuli once said, The sky and the earth cannot be without the moon god, and the human world cannot be without the bright moon. Yes, the two have a serious rivalry, but Jinghua is naturally not the opponent of Dragon God Liuli.
Ling Jiuquan laughed at himself and said, "I arrived too late that day. By the time I got there, Liuli was already... Ha, but even if I could get there in time, what would it matter with my mere strength as a great demon?" I was able to save Liuli from the sword demon. From that day on, I returned to the demon world alone and hid in the cold flames of Jiuyou for thousands of years. I swore that one day I would seek justice for Liuli."
The Nine Netherworld of the Demon Realm is a forbidden land that is listed alongside Hongmeng Mountain.
Hongmeng Mountain is the most sacred territory of the demon clan. Anyone who enters without permission will be punished by death. However, no one dares to set foot in Jiuyou, because few people who have been there for tens of thousands of years can come out alive. .
Jinghua Qiongqi and the others simply couldn't imagine how Ling Jiuquan could survive there for thousands of years, even hiding under the cold flames of Jiuyou, but the only thing they understood was that he wanted to become stronger.
Several people looked at Ling Jiuquan with different expressions, but more of a trace of strangeness and awe flashed through their eyes, just because Ling Jiuquan had now become a demigod! That is the suppression of the great path in divine form and momentum, the instinct of the demon clan.
Jinghua was lost in thought and was about to say something when Ling Jiuquan raised his head and smiled towards the other side of the sky and said, "Old Ancestor Jiutun, now that we are in this wilderness, stop being sneaky. We haven't seen each other for many years and don't want to be with our group." Old friends catching up on old times?”
Listening to what Ling Jiuquan said, both Qiongqi and Taotie were shocked, and Taotie even looked slightly cold. Previously, Jinghua came to the wilderness alone. No wonder she had the confidence to challenge the two of them on her own. It turned out that she had left behind hand.
Ancestor Shutun, the master of Shenjue Palace, one of the three sects in the demon world, has an unknown identity. Only because he has lived for so long, very few people know his origins.
In the demon world for thousands of years, there have been many famous sects, and with the passage of time, they have become history. In the hands of Patriarch Shutun, this Divine Jue Palace has gone through countless ups and downs and still survives to this day. It has grown from an unknown sect to become one of the three giants in the demon world today.
Jinghua suddenly paused in her heart. Previously, Ling Jiuquan showed up and just casually attacked him with all his strength. Now he even casually revealed the location of Jiutun Patriarch. Could it be that his current cultivation level is higher than that of himself and others? .
"Oh? It seems that I didn't entertain you well, so I have to invite you out personally." Tianji showed no sign, Ling Jiuquan pursed his lips slightly, looking extremely coquettish.
I saw him raising his hand in the air and grabbing at the void several times. In an instant, the surroundings were filled with green smoke and wind and residual clouds. Ling Jiuquan never put down his raised hand, until the green smoke slowly gathered, and there was a stooped old man standing in front, with white eyebrows and beard hanging to the ground, wrinkles and deep ravines on his face, and even his eyes seemed to be sunken. in.
Qiongqi Taotie and Qiongqi Taotie had not seen this legendary ancestor of Shutun for nearly ten thousand years. Now the old man in front of them was extremely lean. At first glance, he was just like a skeleton, as if a gust of wind could destroy him. He blew it down. Although they felt this way, the two of them did not dare to underestimate this humane behavior from the bottom of their hearts, but they were even more afraid of it.
The Jiuting Patriarch who appeared now trembled his lips, stretched out his fingers towards Ling Jiuquan tremblingly, and said in a low and hoarse voice full of panic, "You! You...your cultivation level...you actually... How is it possible to be able to penetrate the power of space!"
For example, Patriarch Jiutun and Jinghua only managed to achieve it by using the Hongmeng Mountain Array and spending hundreds of years of cultivation. If it weren't for the Nine Dragon Vein Patterns, why would the two of them bother so much.
Ling Jiuquan clapped his hands and said nonchalantly, "Isn't this difficult? For God, it's just a trivial matter."
The corners of Taotie's mouth raised inadvertently. Ling Jiuquan at this moment was the supreme being in her eyes. Qiongqi looked lonely, his eyes dropped to the ground, and he tightly held the long stick in his hand.
When Jiutun Patriarch and Jinghua heard what Ling Jiuquan said, they were shocked and surprised. They looked at Ling Jiuquan with disbelief. The latter seemed unaware and remained calm.
"I will follow you Jinghua to the Demon Realm Styx to cultivate. After drinking wine, I will go back and inform the Blood Rakshasa. On the autumn equinox next year, the three sects will gather at Hongmeng Mountain. It is time to settle the old and new accounts with the Immortal Realm." Ling Jiuquan was full of momentum. Tiancheng, his voice was cold.
"I respectfully obey the emperor's order." The two of them did not dare to stay any longer and disappeared in the next second.
There was an ancestral teaching in Hongmeng Mountain that if someone from the demon clan ascends to heaven and sets foot in the divine realm, the demon world must respect this person as the emperor of the demon clan and give orders to the demon world.
The demon clan respects the strong and no one dares to disobey them. Now that Ling Jiuquan has possessed divine power, Mo Guyuan would not dare to disobey Ling Jiuquan's order no matter how important it was to them.
Taotie looked at Jinghua who looked at Ling Jiuquan reluctantly for the last time, and hummed, "You don't know good from evil!"
The figure of Yongzhu was surrounded by the flower moon and slowly disappeared as the mirror flower submerged into the full moon. The little guy who broke out of the shell was held in the palm of Mo Guyuan's hand and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Mo Guyuan took a long breath, and Yu Nie slowly walked to his side. The two looked at each other with bitter smiles. After many twists and turns, they finally saved their lives. Regarding what they had seen before, the two did not understand the general outline of what happened. Perhaps after Ling Jiuquan appeared, the two worlds were isolated, and they were unable to sense it.
Ling Jiuquan took one step and appeared beside the two of them the next moment, followed closely by Qiongqi Taotie.
"I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to injure Yao Zhu like this." Ling Jiuquan looked over Mo Guyuan's injuries and said expressionlessly.
"It's not like you don't know what's going on, so why bother making fun of me." Mo Guyuan turned his head and said softly.
Ling Jiuquan was noncommittal, and suddenly looked at the sleeping little guy in Mo Guyuan's hands, his eyes flickering, and said, "It's normal for Yongzhu to lose in her hands."
Mo Guyuan frowned and looked at Ling Jiuquan, his eyes wary, as if he was hostile. Ling Jiuquan didn't notice at all and still looked at each other coldly. After a long time, he slowly said, "In a few days, when you get ready, I will take Chan'er to join you and leave the wilderness."
Mo Guyuan's heart was shocked. He didn't know whether it was because he thought of leaving the wilderness or because he had not seen Yu Qinggong for many days. Mo Guyuan was in a daze at this moment.
Yu Nie stretched his body, and at this moment, the pain all over his body was finally relaxed. He opened his palm and handed it to Mo Guyuan. He saw two light balls reflected on it. Mo Guyuan was surprised and said, "Is it the origin of those boys? "
"Yes, I have already investigated and found out that their original power is extremely pure. If they can refine their spiritual power, their cultivation will be at the next level." Yu Nie was a little excited.
Suddenly he felt a strong wind blowing on his face. Mo Guyuan quickly grabbed it from Yu Nie's hand and ran towards the jungle. Yu Nie suddenly remembered something and jumped after him.
Under the withered old forest, a stiff and skinny corpse lay quietly on the ground. The two rushed to its side to take a look, and silently lowered their heads. Mo Guyuan placed the two balls of light in the old man's hands and slowly held them for her. Yu Nie sighed but did not stop them.
The sun shines brightly, but the mountain peaks here are not green and green all year round as usual. Wherever the light reaches, they are covered with snow and frost. Mo Guyuan and the other two looked up, grinned, and waved their hands to the sky. There was an old man in commoner clothes holding a child with one hand and heading away into the distance.
Mo Guyuan remembered what his mother had said to him before, "The eyes of old people are dry, and tears will only fall in the bottom of their hearts."
We first came to this world because we had to come, and in the end we left this world because we had to leave. We are always involuntarily.
The lovely thing is that I am lucky enough to encounter those stunning and bright moments in this life, but the sad thing is that there are still regrets that are unwilling to let go.
The direction where the figure finally disappeared was the location of my hometown, which was full of glorious hope.
