[Comprehensive] Happy to be a father

Su Ye noticed the changes in the world today.

It is a kind of "transformation" that can change the world and make immortals and gods reborn.But this change is so subtle and unknowable, because once it is known by the gods, the world will inevitably be in turmoil and the Three Realms will be unstable, and once it is related to this secret change, then even if it is the third emperor of the beginning of the world. Fuxi will also be pulled down from the throne of the emperor of heaven and become the common enemy of the whole world, there is no other possibility.

But even though Su Ye noticed the other party's hands and feet, he didn't go forward to expose the other party's actions.Not to mention that he is now in the opponent's base camp, before the opponent reveals his "true face", he used the body of an "ascended" to point out the possibility of the success of the co-lord of the three realms, and usurped the possibility of success by himself. Once Li Chuhuang, the head of the Green Jade Altar, was watched by Fuxi, it was hard to say that there would not be some signs of something wrong.

What's more, the other party chose such a method, although it is said to be strengthening his own strength, but from another perspective, it might not be disintegrating the structure of his own emperor. Su Ye can only say, then The "Fuxi" who has awakened the "true self" has never maintained this world for himself for countless years, leaving no room for relaxation.

The water of the Tianhe River rushes away without stopping. This piece of fairyland opened by the gods led by Fuxi seems to have been covered with a lingering dark atmosphere at some time. It seems to be covered with a thin layer of veil, and when you look closely, there is an illusion that you can't see clearly.

Human world.

In the Green Jade Altar of Mount Heng.

After Su Ye flew away as the contemporary "Shen Altar Master", many elder disciples who stayed behind finally woke up from the dreamlike illusion of that day. Although the lingering shock still remained on their faces, more Yes, but it was the ecstasy of a real fairy coming out of the door.Even though the Kunlun Sect had their hands in the "Magic Tide" incident this time, compared with the mess they had reaped, it was just a piece of news that flew away, stealing the limelight of all the sects. Not only that, but they had no choice but to come to congratulate them with smiles after being deprived of their prestige. This made the whole group of Qingyu Altar feel as if they had eaten ginseng fairy fruit. How could they be so refreshed?

"It's a pity," Elder Su Xing twirled a few short strands of half-black beard under his chin, and sighed again and again: "The altar master is not like his predecessors in the past. Sending him off respectfully from the world of cultivating immortals, he rides the fairy light in the sky and goes away..."

"Hmph!" Elder Wu Yi, who had always been at odds with him, was even more furious this time: "Do you think Master Shen would be an ordinary person like you? After cultivating immortals for a hundred and eighty years, in the end, he didn't even care about the most basic fame and fortune. It's not clear, it's no wonder that until now, the cultivation base has been slow to improve, and it is estimated that in two or three years, the soul will return to Miaomiao..."

Elder Su Xing frowned coldly: "That's better than you who can't even teach a disciple! The altar master is an old man with a high level of realm, even if he is an immortal, he will have no disaster. It's not that we, who are destined to waste our lives, can look up to him. Although he doesn't pay much attention to rituals, he is already the greatest hero in the Qingyu Altar. His ascension represents not only a prosperous world in the world of cultivating immortals, but also the foundation of our Qingyu Altar that will last for thousands of years! It's a pity that someone Those people who fail to become immortals, the disciples they teach are either dead or useless, the sect has cultivated them for hundreds of thousands of years, and in the end they can't even repay them, it is really useless!"

"You!" Elder Wu Yi was about to jump up. He pointed his finger at the tip of the other person's nose, his eyes were about to burst into flames. How could he be so immortal?

"Senior brothers, please calm down." The newly promoted Miaofa Elder Fairy Fuyun shook her head and said, "Such a disgrace, if the fellows who came to congratulate you see it, wouldn't it be embarrassing for Senior Brother Shen?"

She said to the two elders who did not deal with one item: "Senior brother Shen has a high realm. He was not troubled by false fame before, and he was not troubled by fear later. In fact, it is not such a special matter. What we need to do is to manage the sect he left behind well, so as to live up to the reputation he has passed down..."

Prince Changqin stood peacefully in the middle of the line of disciples at the Qingyu Altar. Standing beside him was Zhaoyang, who was the head disciple. As a master, Su Ye suddenly ascended to the sky, which shocked him much more than anyone else in the Qingyu altar.The prince Changqin gathered his sleeves. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, his posture was respectful but not humble. As a disciple who was brought into the sect by the former head Su Ye, even though his origin had not been clarified yet, under the huge opponent's Under the influence of prestige, other people in power in this altar ignored this point intentionally or unintentionally.

"...Since Senior Brother Shen is so free and unrestrained," Fairy Fuyun, the Elder of Miaofa, finally made a final decision after a lot of controversy: "We don't have to go against his original meaning, the Ascension Ceremony should be held by him himself. However, since the senior brother himself doesn’t care about it, it’s better to continue his style in the Qingyu Altar, even if he didn’t celebrate it, but I believe this regret will only make the world see senior brother’s righteousness more clearly..."

Prince Changqin slowly withdrew from the main hall of the Qingyu Altar. The elders were still discussing the matter of the sect, but since the disciples who were waiting were dismissed, it meant that the next thing was not theirs anymore. I can continue to listen.He walked away alone, and nodded with a smile to the disciples he met along the way. Although he had only lived here for a few years, he had already received the closeness and welcome of most of the disciples. The bewilderment and bewilderment at that time seemed to have been completely separated from him, and the blow given to him by the illusion in Dashu seemed to have definitely disappeared.

"Squeak——" the door of the residence was gently pushed open, and Prince Changqin stepped into it. This room where one person lives alone is furnished with very simple furniture, a single bed with blue quilt, and a bed occupying the head of the bed. On one side of the wardrobe, on the wall near the wooden table is a long sword made by disciples of the Qingyu altar, a Yaoqin made by himself from the thousand-year-old maple wood in Hengshan Mountain, and behind a paper window that opens to the north. , is the thin cloud and mist brought by the elevated terrain.

Prince Changqin closed the wooden door casually.Facing the empty room except him, Prince Changqin suddenly shouted coldly: "Come out!"

There was a moment of silence, and an invisible black mist slowly gathered and revealed, from which came a strange smile of Quack: "Why are you so indifferent?"

Prince Changqin didn't look surprised at all, he even walked past the black mist with no human figure indifferently, walked to the bench beside the table and sat down, then he replied unhurriedly: "About you Invite guests who come here, should I still serve tea and prepare wine, and treat each other with kind words?"

"I thought you should be more nervous," the mysterious man who had hidden his figure said in a strange voice, "after all, if the disciples of the immortal family switched to the way of magic, if such things were exposed, even if your ascension And the master who is about to be deified in the hearts of everyone in the Green Jade Altar may not be able to save your life..."

Prince Changqin did not explain the relationship between him and Su Ye. In the eyes of other people in the Qingyu altar, Prince Changqin who was brought by Su Ye to the sect might be an undecided master-student relationship. Why didn't the relationship between the two be confirmed before Ascension, but since Su Ye didn't even entrust the next altar master of the Qingyu Altar, such "negligence" can probably be persuaded by their own imagination.

"Do you think he really doesn't know?" Prince Changqin said slowly.

"Who?" Hei Wu paused for a moment, and then he quickly realized: "You mean that Shen altar master?"

"Before the ascension, no one knew how high his Taoism was," Prince Changqin said with deep eyes, "Even you before swaggered to 'sneak' into the green jade altar to trade with me, and at that time, Do you really think he didn't notice your whereabouts?"

Heiwu was silent for a moment, and the words of the prince Changqin just spoke to his heart. During this period of time, he often recalled that he had sneaked into the green jade altar to become a disciple of the immortal family who "willed to fall" When he is introduced into the magic way, he will involuntarily have a creepy feeling of horror. He knows his own ability. Although he can be regarded as a small figure in the magic realm, but with the immortal cultivator who can ascend independently, Compared with such a genius, he still lacks a distance from the boss.He didn't believe that the Shen altar master didn't find his trace, maybe every time he "sneaked in", the other party had been watching him silently from behind, so stepping on the steel wire without knowing it was in danger of life and death, He couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

"Then why..." he couldn't help asking.

"Who knows?" Prince Changqin said lightly, "I'm not qualified to peep and speculate on his thoughts."

This seems to be a bit too much.Hei Wu thought gloomyly, but he did not speak out to refute Prince Changqin's statement. No one can understand better than him who has been haunting the Qingyu Altar recently. Such a sect of cultivating immortals with an ancient history, for The only sect master Shen who thought he would be able to ascend into the sky, how much reverence did he have?

"Hmph," he avoided talking about the Shen altar master, and brought the topic back to Prince Changqin: "I don't know what he thinks, but no matter how strong he is, Strength, but after all, people are no longer in the human world, even if you want to rely on the strength of your master, you will be beyond your reach..."

"Who said I want to rely on his strength?" Prince Changqin turned his head, his face changed suddenly, compared with the previous gentle and elegant, his eyebrows became more slender, dark purple eye lines in his eyes The ends of his eyes were raised slightly, and a sharp sense of crisis enveloped his whole body. His long hair hung straight down, and the color of his hair was as black as if dyed in the abyss. His lips were as rich as blood, and his slender fingers Flick the strings casually, and the melodious sounds of the piano will unstoppably flow out of the eardrums of the person. Suddenly, many emotional fantasies come to the heart, making people feel vague and about to fall completely.

"How is it possible?" The black mist shook violently: "How long have you been practicing magic arts? How is it possible that you have reached this level now?"

Prince Changqin made no secret of his disdain: "If he is going to take action even against you, why should I call myself the god of music in the heavens!"

"You..." Black Mist was even more shocked: "Who the hell are you?!"

Prince Changqin's eyes were as indifferent as ice and snow, with a coldness that had never been seen before: "Since you have truly stepped on the path of magic, then a guide of your level will no longer be of any use value... "

He turned around on the bench, holding the maple Yaoqin in his left hand, and he played it with a wave of his hand. As he swayed, the majesty and sound waves continued, bombarding the black mist incarnated by the mysterious man!

The mysterious man who felt that something was wrong hadn't had time to use his means, so the sound waves full of confusion and attack fell on his avatar without interruption, unable to maintain his disguise and show his real body The mysterious man fell from the mid-air of the room. Unlike the demon created by the old wine, this demon is more like a ghost. His face has the horror of blue-faced fangs, and at the same time, he also has a sense of illusion , he wanted to escape from this house, but when he hit the window, a series of complex black runes lit up on the door and window, and the chains that the rune blockade manifested entangled it Then, under the arrival of more sonic attacks, Moxiu, who lost his initiative and immediately lost his counterattack power, stared at Prince Changqin coldly and bitterly: "You will regret it!"

As if he didn't hear Moxiu's malicious words, Prince Changqin mercilessly killed the Moxiu who had sneaked into the green jade altar to the ground!

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