Daoist has facial paralysis

Most of the day later, Donghuang who wandered into the cellar with the clean black cat casually cleared his throat before going in, and waited a little before pushing the door open. jumped in.

Zhou Yibei, whose long hair was tied up by a red rope, sat in messy clothes beside the Taoist priest, helping to study the formation. With patience.

"Xinan thinks this formation is the key?" Donghuang asked calmly as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Leaving aside the formation, does Tai Yi know when the Wen Yushu was born?" The Southwest Taoist raised his head to look at the phantom of the sacred tree in the center of the formation.

"The prehistoric Kaimeng..."

Dongxinan raised his brows, "Taiyi has heard that saying, one flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi, do you believe it?"

Donghuang turned his head to look at Taoist priest: "Is this related to the Jade Emperor's picture?"

"Maybe he's not that person... Speaking of which, I really want to thank the Jade Emperor. After all, these things he has done can be regarded as a life-saving grace for me," Dongxinan said with a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach his eyes. What the emperor did has already touched the bottom line.

"What's in the Southwest is my business," Donghuang revealed seriousness in his idle expression, and when he turned his head to look at the Taoist priest, he caught a glimpse of the red marks on his neck outside the collar and smiled knowingly.

Zhou Yibei glanced at him vigilantly, his eyes darkened, something moved at his feet suddenly, diverting his attention, Wu Bai raised his paw and patted his leg, "Meow..."

Dong Huangtai looked over, and smiled even more, "Little thing..."

Wu Bai didn't seem to have heard what Donghuang was talking about, he licked his hair and squatted at Zhou Yibei's feet to guard him.

"This Truth Listening has been following the Southwest for nearly a thousand years and has never transformed into a human form?" Donghuang said casually, withdrawing his gaze.

"Wu Baitian was born with a lack of soul, unable to transform into a human form."

"It's a pity..." During Donghuang's words, Wu Bai turned his eyes and glanced at him, as if a little disappointed, he lay down obediently and lowered his head to lick his paw.

The phantom of the sacred tree in the formation suddenly shook, and Dongxinan narrowed his eyes: "The Jade Emperor seems to be here, please go and have a look?"

"Alright, I'm a little bored..." Donghuang turned around and walked towards the exit of the cellar, Wu Bai turned his head and restlessly raised his front paws to scratch his ears.

"Wubai, you go too," Dongxinan finished speaking, and the black cat had already run out.

There were two people again in the cellar. Zhou Yibei lowered his eyes and his ears were itchy. It was his uncle who reached out and rubbed his head through his hair, "Concentrate...the time is not enough now, we will Go on."

Zhou Yibei silently withdrew the sinful hand that touched the Taoist priest's back, gathered his mind and studied the formation.

A few fragments of jade talismans suddenly vibrated, the stream of light in the phantom array turned, the sacred tree twisted, and a suction force came out and went straight to the east, west and south.

The strong purple-black witch breath protected the Daoist of the Southwest in the blink of an eye. Zhou Yibei stared at the strange formation with dark eyes, and his mood fluctuated violently.

Daoist continued to study the formation, "Don't worry, it won't hurt me."

Zhou Yibei was silent for a few seconds, "Uncle Master sometimes lies..."

"Little bastard even found out about this?" Daoist smiled and looked at him, and whispered in his ear, "I was interrupted just now... It's hard for Master Uncle to concentrate when Yi Bei stays here now."

The place swept by the breath was numb to the bone. Zhou Yibei narrowed his eyes just listening to the voice, and almost groaned out.

The Taoist priest noticed his expression and kissed his cheek lightly, "You'd better go out."

"I...want it," Zhou Yibei's Adam's apple twitched, and he hugged the Taoist priest's shoulders and buried his head weakly.

"We'll have time, honey."

This sentence... I seem to have heard it before, Zhou Yibei found some scenes in his mixed memories, his inner restlessness became restless, his face was buried in the Taoist priest's arms, and the circles of his eyes were red.

The Taoist priest seemed to be thinking about something, and reassured him firmly: "Master, I promise you... this time there will be a future."

……

On the Balcony of Wanzhang Shao

Dong and Yu Erhuang sat opposite each other behind their respective cases, one lazy and relaxed, the other kindly.

"I heard that Jiuli Wuzu came to Dahuang Palace to make a fuss yesterday, and he hasn't left yet. I don't know if the Southwest Taoist priest's retreat has been disturbed. How is the Taoist priest's injury?" The Jade Emperor picked up the tea and asked the question, which is understandable.

"The news from the Jade Emperor came so quickly..." Donghuang Taiyi leaned beside the case, exchanging greetings with a half-smile, and the answer was also specious.

After the two had a few words of innocuous conversation, the Jade Emperor suddenly sighed, "I don't know where the Dao of Heaven is hiding now, if the Taoist leader can't recover as soon as possible, it's really worrying."

The Eastern Emperor agreed with his forehead, and said along the way: "The Jade Emperor has the world in his heart, and I, a dying monster, feel ashamed."

"The Eastern Emperor still likes to joke around." The Jade Emperor took a sip of his tea, and continued seemingly casually: "I think the most urgent thing about destroying the sky is the Eastern Emperor... There are nine out of the Ten Golden Crow Princes. Destroyed under the arrow of the incarnation of heaven, I heard that Donghuang was crying blood in grief at that time, although I have never seen it, I think I know the pain of losing a child is unforgettable."

Donghuang's resolute and handsome face was expressionless, his eyes fell on the floating clouds under the high platform, and his eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

"Father..." Changyi's face flashed in his mind. It was almost like Donghuang with a bright smile... If Changyi didn't die, he should be the emperor of the monster clan.

The blood-stained golden feather flashed in his mind, and Donghuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he regained his senses and held the teacup.

The Jade Emperor didn't seem to pay attention to his expression, "The Donghuang's choice should have something to do with this guilt..."

If the Yaozu hadn't gone against the sky first, Tiandao would not have turned into a human being and shot and killed the Golden Crow to warn them... If it hadn't been for their insistence at the beginning, Chang Yi and the others would not have died.

"Lu Ya Taoist Lord is here..." The witch who stepped on the high platform at some point reminded softly.

Dong Huangtai regained his senses, "Let him wait, I still want to catch up with the Jade Emperor."

"No, I should go when I know Chang'an is safe, don't keep Daoist waiting for too long," Jade Emperor put down his teacup and got up to say goodbye, the witch lowered her head and sent him away from the wilderness.

Wu Bai was in the corner, looking at the silent Donghuang with his head bowed, and quietly walked aside, rubbing his soft head against his knee, as if to comfort him.

Donghuang stretched out his hand and touched the soft fur of the black cat, "...He is reminding me what to do, I am really ashamed of Changyi."

"Meow..." Wu Bai jumped onto Donghuang's lap and lay down, calling out.Donghuang flipped his hands over and took out the long and thin sword with cracks, and stretched out his hand to touch the blade with heavy eyes.

"Is that Changyi's sword?" Lu Ya landed on the high platform, and recognized the blade in Donghuang's hand at a glance.

Donghuang showed a faint smile, "My son still remembers, this is your elder brother's sword..."

"Well," Lu Ya vaguely remembered that the ten sons of the Eastern Emperor, only he had never been given anything, "Chang Yi likes this sword very much, even if the sword is damaged, he is not willing to throw it away..."

"It's hard for my son to remember these things. I haven't called you today. Is there something wrong with coming to find me?"

Daojun seemed to want to say something, but paused, "...it's all right."

"Then stay with me for a while... When did my son stop calling me Daddy?"

Lu Ya frowned, "I don't remember."

Donghuang put away his long sword and looked at Lu Ya: "Call out, let me listen."

"...Eastern Emperor," Lu Ya frowned for a while, but didn't call out.

Donghuang may not remember, but that is something that Lu Ya can rarely remember... It was a snowy day, Donghuang accompanied a few young children in the Great Wilderness Palace that had not moved to Yingzhou Playing around in the house, others are very careful to hide in various places, but Lu Ya dare not hide too far away, he is afraid that the Eastern Emperor will not find him, and he is afraid that no one will remember him if he hides foolishly alone. But no matter how obvious it is, Donghuang will never find him first.

Heavy snow fell on the palace road. He looked at Donghuang with a gentle smile on his face. He hid behind the stone pillar, waiting for Donghuang to come over.

"Father," Chang Yi, a young man returning from hunting, came with his sword on his back, walked through the bright red-painted porch, with a dazzling smile on his face, watching Donghuang shake the prey in his hand.

"Daddy..." Lu Ya walked out and looked at Donghuang's back in a daze. He called out the address in a loud voice, but Donghuang didn't turn his head back. Lu Ya suddenly didn't know what to call him...then One day he walked back behind the pillar and watched Xue wait for a long time, but no one came to him. It was very cold, and Xue could bury him who was huddled there, as if no one would really come to him if he didn't show up. .. At that time, Lu Ya, who was not taller than the sword, was walking back alone. He felt that he should probably be called Donghuang. He would not feel wronged by calling him Donghuang, and he could tell himself by calling him Donghuang. Lu Ya What the hell is it...