Daoist has facial paralysis

Yaozu Dahuang Palace

"Are you back?" Donghuang in golden feathers lowered his head and wiped his sword, and did not look at the man who appeared on the balcony of Shao, "When I came back, Southwest took a detour to see that little guy from the Wu clan? It smells like a witch."

"Which old friend's sword is Taiyi wiping? It's cracked and still kept," Dongxinan sat down, and saw that the long sword in Donghuang's hand was narrower than the one he was used to. The sword style of an adult man, and it looks a little familiar.

"This is my son Changyi's sword. He was still young at that time, and it only reached my chest. Once he got the sword, he never let go of it... Later, he grew taller and couldn't use it anymore. He kept it. I looked at it. This sword always reminds me how happy he was when he got this sword. I have ten sons, and Chang Yi is the oldest and the most calm. It is rare to see him smiling so happily..."

"Tai Yi still thinks their death is your responsibility?"

Donghuang stopped wiping his sword and put the long sword aside, "I feel ashamed of them."

The Southwest Daoist held Donghuang's shoulders, "You should blame me, I hesitated for too long before killing them."

"Southwest has helped me too much," Donghuang sighed and held the Taoist priest's hand, "If possible, let me help you once."

"Didn't you say that you don't care about me? Keep the demon clan well, don't think so much," Dongxinan stood up with a smile, "I'm going to retreat for a while, borrowing your place is kind of asking for your help."

......

after two months

Nine Heavens

The brilliance of the Wenyu tree is taken away by the sunlight in the daytime, and only the smooth trunk spreads suddenly.

Standing under the sacred tree, the Jade Emperor wiped out the newly sprouted flower buds, and a fishy smell suddenly penetrated his nose. He frowned and looked at the tree. The original white trunk was suddenly infiltrated by blood. dye.

"Roar..." Countless scorpion spirits emerged from the blood-stained tree trunks, but were quickly bound by the beams of light around the sacred tree and couldn't struggle. The Jade Emperor narrowed his eyes, still the same As gentle and respectful as a kiss: "...Let him go, the expected things, it doesn't matter earlier, let him know everything, Dongxinan will not have any other choice...so many times , some changes this time may be a good thing.”

The sacred tree seemed to have heard his words, the stream of light shattered, and the soul of the endless scorpion burst out screaming and disappeared. A mournful roar and a very slight cracking sound came from the distant void, and the Jade Emperor smiled lightly. Bowing down, he pulled out a shimmering trellis seedling and pinched it to death in his hand, "Reincarnation is really a catastrophe, Wen Yu, you help me out of this difficulty, so that I can see the world clearly... It's a pity, no matter how much I plan This time, the ending has not changed again, and I am getting tired of waiting... Is it true that no one can kill the Dao of Heaven?"

The sacred tree turned bright and dark, and layers of runes emerged from the tree, like the disgusting traces left by bugs burrowing under the bark, so densely packed that it was uncomfortable.

......

"Are you saying it's strange? The Jade Emperor is in retreat, the ancestor Wu is in retreat, even the mysterious man invited back by the Eastern Emperor is also in retreat, and there is also Fengdu, where the sea of ​​flames was first banned, and then the sea of ​​flames was opened. , but no one is allowed to enter the entire Yan Luo Temple, saying that it is going to be renovated, and it is mysterious as if something big is about to happen..." Ji Yue walked in the corridor and chatted with Ji Yu about the recent gossip.

"It's better to know less," Ji Yu said while holding the tea for Ji Dawu.

Ji Yue curled her lips, and after being quiet for a while, she couldn't help but speak: "When will Wu Zu leave the customs?"

"So anxious, do you miss him? Didn't you used to be very afraid of him? You ran out in a panic after being stripped off."

"Don't make fun of me! It was my first time..."

Ji Yu smiled without saying a word, the two of them were laughing and walking in the hallway, suddenly they were startled by an erratic figure, the hurried Jiuli Witch Festival appeared in front of them, it seemed that there was something urgent, " Where is he? Where is he?"

"The great witch is in the apse..."

"You go and inform the ancestors, I will go to your big witches and tell them something happened to the ancestor Wu, and hurry to Taihao's Pavilion as soon as possible!"

"Yes," Ji Yu nodded, his face became tense. Wu Zu is the hope of the Wu Clan today, and the symbol of Jiuli... If something happens to him, the Wu Clan, who only got excited after being in harmony with the gods, will suffer greatly. hit.

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North of Yingzhou

The Taihao ruins that had just been repaired were surrounded by gloomy witches. Zhou Yibei sat cross-legged in the empty hall, his hair had grown to his waist in just two months, and the black silk like a waterfall added a demonic aura to his jade-like and cold face. , The witch's breath drove the cold wind to float the ancient clothes and long hair on his body, making him even more faintly like a demon.

The truth came out little by little... the painful heart was about to be torn into pieces, again and again, the pain was so painful that it was almost numb...

"Elbe, let's go...forget about me, it's okay..."

"El Bei...It's a pity that I don't have a next life, if I do, I want to meet you again..."

"It's good that you don't remember...even the knife you stabbed me doesn't hurt..."

"Uncle Master is really useless... I can't even make you forget me..."

"Let the uncle hug you...for the last time..."

"Uncle Master is leaving...don't cry...my heart hurts..."

Over and over again, the same thing was trapped in a cycle that seemed out of control, happening and disappearing countless times, he saw himself going back countless times, remembering or not remembering, each time there was only loss, each time there was only one ending, just like It is an endless nightmare, the despair is thick to the point of suffocation, it drowns everything but the memory cannot be faded away, the souls are merged one by one, the witch breath has gradually changed from quantitative change to qualitative change in the accumulation of years, the powerful breath makes The air showed signs of stagnation.

Once again, I watched that person leave, and struggled to find a way to keep him... There were countless sounds of jade shattering in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the sea of ​​consciousness turned into darkness, and the tired and hoarse voice came from the endless came from the darkness, "Help me save him..."

"Uncle Master..." He woke up from countless memories, and seemed to be in a trance for a moment, as if countless people opened their eyes together, and countless souls condensed into one person, looking sadly at the torn jade talisman in front of him. ..... Crying and laughing like a demon... This time it's too late... He's already dead...

Master, I have become stronger... Where are you?

The retrograde qi and blood rushed out of the throat, and the fragments of the white jade talisman were dyed blood red.

Zhou Yibei laughed for a long time, but his eyes that used to be as clear as water now seemed to hide sharp blades, so crazy and sharp that it was hard to look at each other.

He looked inward at the sea of ​​consciousness where the mist had cleared away, with a smile on his face, but it seemed as if he had been immersed in the dead sea of ​​purgatory and experienced thousands of reincarnations, which made people feel no warmth.

Outside the hall

Yin Ling rushed back at this time, but couldn't enter the hall. Ji Zhong and Ji Wei, who was leaned over by Xian Ling, stood outside, wanting to know what happened inside, but they were blocked by the unimaginably powerful witch breath. That kind of witch breath, even the peak Fengtu is difficult to possess, it is enough to compete with Yu and Dong Huang, and it can even be seen that it has the upper hand.

How is it possible in just two months?Everyone fell into confusion until the door of the main hall was pushed open by the lingering witch's breath, and the waist-long haired Wu Zu walked out of the hall. His face was pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for more than a thousand years. The vicissitudes of life are not human, nor is it a witch. It feels like a demon who is obsessed with obsession. After thousands of years, he returns without changing his infatuation.