Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

A quarter of an hour later, the demon king slept in the palace.

"You, you're going to piss off your second senior brother..."

Lin Lingqing had already put on her clothes and sat on the bed, shaking her head and sighing helplessly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The communication array was still on, but Song Youdu on the other end was obviously uncomfortable.His temper is dull and dull, but when encountering such a thing, it is only natural for him to be embarrassed no matter how dull he is.

Furthermore, it's not that he doesn't know that the two senior brothers are deeply in love, and the matter between the first senior brother and the second senior brother is tacit among several personal transmissions.But after all, the two of them seldom show off in front of people, and it was the first time that they were bumped into being intimate by their juniors and sisters.

For the first time, it was so exciting...

Song Youdu forced himself to remain calm: "I, cough, I'm not in a hurry. Or, brother, you first...?"

"Idiot." Fang Zhiyuan came over with a knife in his eye, the murderous intent in his expression, as if he wanted to dig out Song Youdu's eyeballs.

Showing this little bastard Lin Lingqing's appearance, he already hated it so much, Song Wu is not quick to talk about business! ?

Song Wu bowed his head in embarrassment.Okay, look at this posture, next time we meet, I won't be able to run away...

Lin Lingqing laughed straight, stroked Fang Zhiyuan's back and said: "Okay, Zhiyuan, Xiao Wu is not an outsider, so you have almost calmed down, don't scare people so much that they dare not speak."

Turning to Song Wu again, "Let's talk. If I can ask you to make a special trip to open a formation, it won't be an insignificant matter. What's the matter?"

Song Youdu hesitated for a moment, and said seriously: "Brother, there seems to be something wrong with the things you gave me."

Fang Zhiyuan asked: "What did you give him?"

"Ah," Lin Lingqing vaguely remembered, "...Yes, I have picked up the fairy bones and ancient rocks under the Yin Abyss and sent people back to Xuyun. At that time, I thought that since you are a weapon repairer, you might be rare. "

Song Youdu tugged at his hair: "Yes. The fairy bone contains spiritual energy, which is harder than my mountain hammer. It is indeed a rare treasure. But senior brother, the stones you chopped for me don't seem to be ancient treasures. A stone object from the past?"

As he said, he showed Lin Lingqing a few rocks under his hands through the communication array, "Look, these rocks are without exception, and the year is not right."

Lin Lingqing frowned, "...Impossible."

The bottom of the abyss is the remains of the ancient gods, and the stones he took from the deepest part should belong to the same age as those fairy bones.

Fang Zhiyuan bent one leg and stepped on the edge of the bed, and said with a sarcasm: "You've said it clearly, have you seen ancient stone objects?"

Song Youdu said frankly: "...No."

"Zhiyuan." Lin Lingqing quickly comforted him, "You don't understand, a tool repairer who is proficient in this way can calculate the age of the stone."

Fang Zhiyuan fell silent.Lin Lingqing said: "Then according to you, what year is this stone?"

Song Youdu thought for a while and concluded, "300 years ago."

Lin Lingqing's face suddenly changed.

He put his fingers to his lips and murmured, "How could it be..."

300 years, this is the lifespan that a monk in the Mahayana period can achieve if he lives a little longer.

Obviously, it is far from the concept of "ancient times".

Song Youdu said: "I just came to tell senior brother because I thought it was strange. Senior brother is now in Yinyuan, be careful not to be tampered with by someone."

Lin Lingqing said: "Okay. I will write it down, thank you very much."

Song Youdu said in a low voice: "Otherwise... Senior brother should come back. It's better to be Xu Yun."

Lin Lingqing shook his head with a smile, and sighed softly: "I know, I know..."

The formation slowly dissipated into light particles, and the delicate and restrained beds and desks in the Demon Palace's bedroom were still submerged in the night.

Lin Lingqing sighed again, and rubbed his dull and painful temples vigorously.Looking back, I saw that Fang Zhiyuan's face was a bit strange, and subconsciously called out: "Zhiyuan?"

"..." Fang Zhiyuan looked up at him, his eyes were dark and boundless, "Senior brother, I searched for historical materials about the people who ascended in Zhisong Academy a few days ago, and the records within 300 years are clear. If there is nothing, there is nothing."

He adjusted his breathing a bit, "But going forward, most of the annals have been vaguely mentioned, and it's very wrong to think about it carefully. If Song Wu didn't mention it today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have realized it."

"...!" Lin Lingqing's heart skipped a beat, the meaning of these words brought a chill to the bones in the long night.

He suddenly grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's arm, "Aside from ancient books, is there any long-lived monk in the fairy world?"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "You also know that people who cultivate immortals don't care about their immortal age after they are over a hundred years old, and those who are over three hundred years old..."

He thought for a while in silence, "I can't think of anyone at the moment."

The chill spread even deeper, and Lin Lingqing's eyes sparkled: "Where are the monsters? Monster cultivators should live longer."

Fang Zhiyuan touched the gold ring on his wrist, "Xiaolong, get up."

"Um……?"

The golden light flashed, and the sleepy Ao Zhao rubbed his eyes to conjure up a human body. He raised his head suddenly and saw the frozen faces of Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan. He was startled, "Ah! What, what's wrong, Master! Xiaolong it's here!"

Fang Zhiyuan asked: "How old is your brother Wang?"

"Ah? Ah..."

Ao Zhao was at a loss.

Lin Lingqing also followed up and asked: "Where are the two demon kings, Phoenix King and Qilin King? Or is there any demon cultivator over [-] years old in your demon clan?"

Ao Zhao replied blankly: "Xiaolong doesn't know, we monsters don't care about age."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan and Lin Lingqing looked at each other.

They all vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Ao Zhao was made guilty by their posture, and whispered: "Master..."

Fang Zhiyuan absently reached out and pressed Xiao Jinlong's head, "It's useless at critical times. Go back to sleep."

Lin Lingqing suddenly raised his hand to stop him, "Zhaoer, do you miss your brother Wang? Do you want to go back to Dongliuhai?"

Ao Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up.Ever since Feng Wang Hongyao's accident, it would be a lie to say that he hadn't secretly worried about Brother Wang.

It's just that he has been away from the Sea Clan for a long time, and he has signed a contract with human monks. He still doesn't know if Dong Liuhai recognizes him as a dragon clan; moreover, he can see that the current situation of the master and His Majesty the Demon Lord is not optimistic. There was a wave of monsters and beasts, and then there was an ancient book... He was too embarrassed to talk to his master for a while.

At this moment, Lin Lingqing proposed it on his own initiative, and Xiao Jinlong finally couldn't help nodding: "Is it possible! Your Majesty the Demon Lord?"

Lin Lingqing smiled and nodded: "We'll make a careful plan tomorrow. If you want to go back, you can leave that day."

Ao Zhao was even more joyful, wishing to fly out and do a couple of circles over Snow Bone City.Fang Zhiyuan glanced over, and he obediently turned his master's wrist back.

Fang Zhiyuan breathed out silently, raised his hand fan to extinguish the candle lamp, and lay down on the bed with Lin Lingqing in his arms.

"Don't think too much, brother." He whispered, "Go to bed first."

I don't know when the clouds rose outside the window, and the stars and the moon disappeared.

This night, Lin Lingqing didn't sleep well.A long-lost but familiar feeling of heaviness weighed on his heart, and the shackles that had dissipated for a long time dragged him into the abyss again.

He seemed to sink to the bottom of the mud, and saw the collapse of the Three Realms through a layer of dirt, the clouds on the zenith cracked, and he opened a golden eye...

Half-dream and half-awake, he could feel Fang Zhiyuan hugging him all the time, that strength seemed to be the only support in the ups and downs of the water, and it was like the only reality left in the illusory fog.

He rested on his firm and warm chest, closed his eyes, and stayed until dawn.

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When dawn breaks, the sky is bright.

Six Huazhou.In the depths of the Four Seasons Spring Pavilion, a figure is reflected on the window paper of the quiet side pavilion.

The inside of the pavilion is still clean, the decoration is simple and dusty, and the smoke of Qingxin incense is lingering in a corner.

The elegant blue-clothed luthier sleeps with his long qin in his arms.It seemed that he was tired from hard training last night, and his eyes were slightly black and blue.

However, if you look carefully, you can find that there is a faint golden-red light flowing endlessly on the fairy piano held in his hand.

As the light waves vibrated, the sleeping luthier sometimes frowned and sometimes moaned, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his whole body was tense, as if trapped in a nightmare.

Until a certain moment, Xun Mingsi let out a low cry, opened his eyes suddenly and woke up——

His eyes were scattered, panting again and again, he stared blankly at Xianqin in his arms.

The piano that used to be called Que Ting, because it took in the soul bird of unknown origin a few days ago, now only the word "Feng Ting" remains on the engraved name.

Xun Mingsi pressed his forehead violently, recalling his fantasy dream just now, he couldn't help softly calling: "...Phoenix Demon King?"

Before the sound fell, the golden and red light on the piano flourished, suspended out of thin air, and gradually condensed into a phantom.

In an instant, the small room seemed to be enveloped in red flames!Fenghuang Hongyao stands on the head of the piano, hangs his neck and sings, the sound is like broken jade.The red gold feathers all over his body are glowing with colorful light, and it seems that there are flames flowing, which is unstoppable.

Xun Mingsi's temples were wet with sweat, and his lips trembled slightly.Phoenix King's eyes are brighter than the ancient stars.He looked at this phantom, and felt as if he had stepped on the ground and fell into the Milky Way.

"Luther master." Fenghuang Xuying uttered the words, his tone was unexpectedly gentle, "It was my remnant soul that entered your dream just now."

Xun Mingsi couldn't recover from the shock for a while: "You...you are really Feng Wang Hongyao? Then what you just said in my dream..."

He couldn't go on talking, the grotesque fragments in the dream made Xun Mingsi have a splitting headache.

That dream was obviously a memory of Hong Yao. He saw the great scenery in the depths of the Western Regions, with lush forests, clear mountain springs, hundreds of birds facing the phoenix, colorful clouds following the wind, and the glory of the morning sun falling on the cliffs.

Once the water waves covered the sky and the sun, Jinlong King Aoyin came riding the waves in human form, with curly hair hanging down his shoulders and a deep complexion.

Then, what the Dragon King said to the Phoenix King made Xun Mingsi shudder even in his dream!

"When disaster strikes, the Three Realms will be in chaos..."

"Hong Yao, my soul has seen what will happen a hundred years later! Most of the people from the human race and the monster race have become demons, and the fairy world is split into two realms: immortals and demons. A hundred years later, people from outside the sky provoked the flames of war, plundering demons and cultivating the furnace, and blood flowed into rivers in the fairy world!"

"Hong Yao! If you don't believe me, there will be disasters in the future!"

"Alright, alright, since King Feng wants to drive Xiaolong away for being unreasonable, I have no choice but to find a reasonable human monk to discuss important matters!"

The dream suddenly changed, and the flames of Nirvana burned in the depths of the Western Regions.

The flocks of birds flew in fright, and the trees were scorched.

With a cry, Feng Wang fell to the ground in pain.Sorcery entangled the body of the phoenix like thorns, the demon core was split open, life was worse than death, and the torture of the eighteen levels of hell was nothing more than this.

In the sea of ​​fire, the three men in white with golden eyes looked indifferent.

The leader raised his hand, and the Nirvana Divine Fire ignited from the Phoenix Demon Pill fell into this person's palm uncontrollably.

"Nirvana Divine Fire has succeeded, we can finally go back to the upper realm and report back to the Lord."

"How to deal with this Phoenix King?"

"Let it live and die on its own. If it can cause a wave of monsters to kill the Demon King, wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

The three golden-eyed men in white clothes left, leaving nothing but a sea of ​​flames behind, and Phoenix weeping and struggling.

In the distance, the painful cries of monster beasts kept coming and going, which was a forerunner of the outbreak of monster beast tide.

……

"—Past life and present life, the soul is reborn, the golden-eyed person from beyond the sky...!"

Xun Mingsi's face turned pale, and he murmured in a low voice, "So that's the case, it turns out...! The two senior brothers must have come back after experiencing another world of mortals."

At this point, he had just awakened from the dream, and the fog that had been shrouded in Jingui's heart since the early autumn of that year suddenly became clear.

It seems that since then, the days of comfort and peace are gone forever.

He also watched the backs of the two senior brothers leaving from their field of vision time and time again, and secretly guessed what happened to the senior brothers.But how could one have expected that there is a long river of a hundred years in the world of mortals?

"It seems that you are not ignorant of this matter."

Phoenix nodded slowly, and the graceful neck reflected colorful light spots following the movement.

"Dragon King Aoyin came to look for me and the Qilin King separately, but what he said was too bizarre, and the relationship between the three demon kings and I was not a trustworthy friendship... Neither I nor the Qilin King Panyan believed what he said."

Xun Mingsi remained silent, his throat sore.At the same time of enlightenment, a surge of unwillingness surged up, soaking the luthier's heart.

Why...why I don't have this past life memory!

From the very beginning, the two senior brothers carried a burden he could not imagine, but where did the other Xun Mingsi in the world of mortals go? Did he die without doing anything?

King Feng sighed, "It's my ignorance that caused such disasters..."

Xun Mingsi was dazzled for a moment, propping up the table behind him without a trace, staring blankly at his qin, "Dare to ask Phoenix King that day...why did he choose me?"

Feng Wang said: "After I was rescued by the Demon King of Snow Bone City in the Western Regions, the outsiders saw that I had escaped that day, and they were heartbroken. You have the breath of the Demon Lord in your body, and I regard you as someone I can trust."

"Moreover... your qin sound is very beautiful. I am the Phoenix King, so I can tell the character of a person from the sound of the music. Your qin sound is clear and upright, and you are a tough and kind person."

Xun Mingsi smiled lowly with difficulty, his eyes were slightly red: "The devil... My senior brother is a destined angel, how could he become a devil."

His fingers tightened on the Feng Tingqin, as if he wanted to force something out of himself, "The sound of the piano is clear and clear... What's the use of that?"

Feng Wang stared at him for a long time, and then said again: "Lutherer, my soul is weak now, and I can't do what I want... Would you like to take my remnant soul to the depths of Qilong Ridge to find the demon king Qilin? Pan Yan sees me like this , I can't help him not believing it."

Xun Mingsi's fingers holding the piano moved uncontrollably.

He stared fixedly at the phantom of the divine bird covered in brilliance, as if he saw a path opening to him that was completely different from the peaceful days before.

Feng Wang said: "It's just that if Ao Yin's words are true, the enemies of the three realms come from beyond the sky, their cultivation base is extremely high, and their methods are cruel. And you have not yet reached the golden core, but you are just a young and weak human..."

"This road is too difficult and dangerous for you. It can be said to be close to death. If you don't want to be involved in it, you can just say it bluntly, and I will never force you."

Xun Mingsi silently stared at the fairy piano in his hand.

unwilling?If he doesn't want to... With his own strength, when will he be able to reach the height of his senior brother.

Just like this piano, in his hands it will always be "Squeeze Ting" and cannot be transformed into "Phoenix Ting".

He understands that the two senior brothers dote on them, so he is willing to raise the singing bird, the dodder who is afraid of fighting, and the blunt stone who is focused on refining weapons.But if he can choose...

Xun Mingsi slowly half-kneeled down in front of the phantom of Phoenix, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, King Feng, for his blue eyes, for taking me into the sky."