The beginning of the catastrophe

【Chapter Three and Eight】

Looking east, where is the shade of the mountain? It's three thousand miles away.

At the bottom of the well, a white beast with two horns was printed, which looked like a sheep but not a sheep, and a lion but not a lion.This place is remote and quiet, the green stalks of the Biping were turned out from the ground, the white beast looked around and mooed, breathing out with ease to draw the water dragon from the bottom of the well.

There was light at the bottom of the well and it was released, and there was a circle of mist along the side, and the white beast looked out curiously.

There was a scream in the woods.

Again, no trace.

……

It is cold and chilly outside the small wooden house, and the silver millet cannot rest day and night, and even the immortal power of the gods can be frozen.

Standing outside the door were a few trembling gods, holding their breaths and concentrating, although they were cold and did not dare to say anything, now that His Highness the Crown Prince was sent to the lower realm, they were so tired that they had to report important matters to the Emperor of Heaven, and then they came here to personally deliver the jade slips.

Even though Ye Hua was punished, he was still the person in charge, no one in the world dared to disrespect, this Jade Chen Cliff is now like a forbidden place, there is absolutely no reason to disturb those who have nothing to do.

His Highness's thoughts became more and more unpredictable, and those who made mistakes in the jade slips usually did not say much, and the strong brushwork left in a single jade slip was enough to make people panic and uneasy.

Thinking in this way, all the gods became even more apprehensive, lest there would be mistakes and omissions.

After a long time, a little boy with a red mole on his forehead came out of the door, holding a stack of jade slips staggeringly, "His Highness has finished reviewing, please take them back, all great celestial beings."

One of them hesitated,

"I don't know if His Highness has any other orders? I will definitely follow them."

The fairies looked at the little boy eagerly, but a cold voice sounded from inside,

"If there is nothing else, let's leave. I am ordered to meditate now. However, the affairs of the six realms are complicated. I hope you will pay more attention to it. I will not bother you for the rest."

The words were plain, everyone shuddered suddenly, they didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly dispersed after answering yes.

That little boy was just a little older than Tuanzi, and his eyes were full of admiration.

One sentence can scare the high-spirited immortals to the point where they don't dare to say a word. His Highness Ye Hua really deserves to be... The boy thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, and finally ran to Inside the room, he said cheerfully, "His Royal Highness, you are really a fairy in my heart!"

Ye Hua froze for a moment, stopped the pen in his hand,

"Although you are a spirit beast, you are also a rare fairy fetus. It is strange to say that."

The boy pursed his lips, his little face turned pale from the severe cold, his soft white hands clumsily moved like steamed buns, and he lowered his head angrily, "No, no, Xiaoxian means, um, ah! Just like the gods in the eyes of mortals Same!"

Ye Hua smiled, touched his head from the air to warm him up, and murmured in a low voice, "But in the eyes of someone, I was Ye Hua from beginning to end, just Ye Hua, but..."

The boy couldn't hear his words clearly, but felt the momentary loneliness around him, and retreated sensiblely.

Your Highness, are you sad?

The boy bit his lip, angry with indignation in his heart.

His Highness is so kind, who would have the heart to make him sad?It must be a bad fairy!

……

"...the successful ones, guard their hearts and guard their minds, don't worry about joys and sorrows, don't limit themselves..."

Tuanzi bit her pen and looked up in distress, her dense and slender eyelashes slightly curled up,

"Grandpa Emperor, Ah Li doesn't understand..."

The Emperor of Heaven did not explain, but only sighed lightly, and there was a slight sound from outside the hall.

"The son greets the father."

The Emperor of Heaven nodded, and the Tuanzi beside him called out cheerfully in a low voice,

"Three grandpas."

Lian Song smiled lightly at him, with fondness in his eyes.The Emperor of Heaven patted Tuanzi on the head, "I have something to discuss with your third grandfather, so today's homework will end here."

Tuanzi tilted his head, and obediently followed Fairy Feishan in the hall.

Lian Song watched his pine green and upright figure with distressed eyes.

Tuanzi is still young, it is heartbreaking to lose his mother since he was a child, but Hua was grounded tonight, even though his father pampered him a lot, he still did not lose his majesty. For Ye Hua, he didn't reveal half of it.

The Emperor of Heaven stood up, and the golden dragon with its claws stretched out loomed as he walked.

"Don't look at it, Yehua didn't say much to Tuanzi, and he didn't know that Tuanzi had been taken back to Tiangong."

Lian Song met his gaze, and finally couldn't help saying,

"Father, you should be clear. You can't hide this matter for a long time. Even if Ye Hua can't figure it out in the past two years, after a long time, how can you deceive him?"

"The Ghost King Sect can force his position with one step now, but Ye Hua has suppressed all the voices of opposition from beginning to end. Even though his memory has been completely broken, he still chooses to protect that Ghost Li in every possible way. With love so far, Father, do you really think this is the case? Can 200 years of confinement change anything?!"

The Emperor of Heaven froze and sighed again,

"Ye Hua has been with me since I was a child, I know his temperament, I know he has never given up on him now, it's just... that's all."

Lian Song saw that his expression was getting old again, and he couldn't say the following words anymore, the Heavenly Emperor turned his voice, "You have always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, why are you here today?"

Lian Song knew that his father was probably in a dilemma now, so he couldn't bear it, suppressed all the fluctuations in his heart, and pretended to be glib, "Father is making fun of me. Although my son is playing around, he still misses you in his heart."

The Heavenly Emperor snorted coldly, but his face softened a lot.

"I don't know what kind of virtue you have. Tell me, but something is wrong?"

Lian Song came here today to do something. I just saw that Tuanzi got excited for a while before he lost his composure. Now that he calmed down, he stopped talking and said in a serious voice, "Recently, I heard a report from someone. The fish in the water, the Kui in the Liubo Mountain, etc. are all reduced a little for some reason, including the auspicious and fierce beasts, which are complicated and disorderly, and it is not like a human being can find a living soul, so my son is worried that there may be intrusion from the demons."

The Emperor of Heaven was not surprised when he heard this, and took off a golden vermilion brush along the side of the brush washer, and eight magnificent characters appeared in the air, "If the catastrophe arises, the heartless love is over."

For no reason, there was a huge and unparalleled sense of darkness filling the entire hall. Lian Song felt suffocated, and heard the voice of the Emperor of Heaven, "The six realms may have been really peaceful for too long."

……

A long, square strip was printed by the skylight, and a little incense ash fell from the gilt furnace.

"Master, Miss Xueqi said that she wants to see you."

Gui Li tiredly stopped the blueprint in his hand, thought for a while,

"Let her in."

He thought he should have guessed her reason for coming.

From the side hall, there was the sound of a woman's fine footsteps accompanied by the sound of the golden bell on her waist, Gui Li got up and stepped down the jade steps, facing the figure of a woman who entered from the side door.

Dressed in white as frost, with a clear face and a lake-colored "Tianya" on her waist, the woman was holding a basket of steaming forest fruits in her hands, and her voice flowed out of her mouth like a cold spring, dyed indistinctly. tenderness, "Xiaofan."

Ghost Li's indifferent side face thawed slightly, but still alienated,

"Sister."

The person who came was Lu Xueqi who woke up three years ago.

About half a month after returning from Ye Hua's place, Lu Xueqi, who absorbed Ye Hua's heart and blood, finally woke up after sleeping for more than 300 years.

But after waking up from a dream, the world has changed thousands of times.

The person who woke up locked himself in the room for a whole day and night, and then opened the door. He was already the unparalleled Lu Xueqi back then.

Gui Li waited for an unknown amount of time with his back leaning against the central wall of the corridor, turned his head to the person who opened the door, and said softly, "Senior Sister, no matter what, I will definitely make Qingyun Gate reappear in the world."

Lu Xueqi looked back, her eyes were peaceful,

"Now that you are a member of the Extraordinary Realm, since I am a disciple of Qingyun, it is my responsibility to revive Qingyun."

Gui Li knew that she had misunderstood what he meant, and did not explain, if what he said reappeared, it meant that all the people from the beginning would come back!

"I am Gui Li, and I am also Zhang Xiaofan."

The faint but shaking thoughts were recalled by her jade dingdong,

"Xiaofan, I want to go back to Qingyun Mountain."

Gui Li didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, Lu Xueqi is not a god, so she can't stay in the ghost clan for a long time as a mortal, not to mention, she still has affection for him in her eyes.

After three years of carefully adjusting her breath, her current cultivation level is higher than that of that year, which is enough to start a new school in the cultivation world.

Lu Xueqi thought, if Qingyun could reappear, maybe Gui Li's heart would feel better.

Gui Li walked up to her,

"Are you ready to go back?"

Lu Xueqi looked at the man in front of her who had faded from her youthfulness with her beautiful eyes.

Today's Zhang Xiaofan is the well-known "Blood Prince", the leader of the Ghost King Sect that no one dares to disobey, the leader of the ghost clan who is under one person and over ten thousand people, and is unprecedented in the world. The astonishing talent of the gods at the age of cultivation.

This person is no longer the timid little junior on Qingyun back then, between the two of them, he has already repaid her for saving her life, and what is left is nothing but the remaining discipleship friendship from a hundred years ago, and there has never been half a male-female entanglement.

The person he loves, from beginning to end, is just that one person.

She felt peaceful and calm, and bent the corners of her mouth,

"Well, now that I have recovered from my injuries, I naturally want to go back and continue my cultivation. Although this God Realm is good, it is not suitable for cultivators like us."

Gui Li was silent for a while, then spoke,

"When are you leaving? I'll send someone to take you back."

He faintly felt relieved.Every time he saw Lu Xueqi in these three years, to him, it was not much different from suffering physically and mentally in the flames, but he still had to cover it up, strictly ordering Yan Hui and others not to reveal anything.

With Lu Xueqi's temperament, if she knew that her life was traded for his child, Tianya would be stained with her own blood immediately.

What's the point of implicating another person if it's something you did yourself.

Lu Xueqi slowly shook her head,

"No, people and gods are separated, I'll just go back by myself."

Yes, there is a separation between man and God, and everyone understands the truth.

Gui Li sighed bitterly in his heart, and didn't say any more.

Baiyun Canggou, catastrophes abound.

Hit, who's doomed, causal cycle, it's just a game of fate.

The door of the ghost clan was opened by holding a spell,

Lu Xueqi's snow-colored sleeves fluttered in the wind.Her blue hair was entwined, and she gently lifted a strand of hair to the back of her head with her bare hands. She looked at Gui Li with fixed eyes, "Xiao Fan, you obviously can't let Junior Brother Ye Hua go, why don't you go find him? You used to be Cultivators should understand and do as they please."

Gui Li froze in place, watching Lu Xueqi's sleeves tumbling, her figure was already stepping on the sky, disappearing into the water and the sky.

Why do you do what you want?

He stretched out his hand to block the too luxuriant sunlight, and the white radiance climbed up between his fingers inch by inch, seemingly lingering but falling like quicksand.Even gods have existences that cannot be grasped.

This world has always been fair.

Suddenly there was a trace of moisture in the corner of his eyes.

It's been three years, and he actually, really, misses Ye Hua very much.

He never thought of letting go, how could he let go?

When he gathers Qingyun's soul, will he have another chance to find him?

……

Inside the bamboo house, a stroke of ink soaked the snow-white rice paper on the desk, and the uneven pattern of purple jade was broken on the wooden frame. Ye Hua stared blankly at the broken ancient formation diagram under his brush, and stood silent for a while.

The inkstone next to his hand was accidentally knocked to the ground, and the ink was splashed all over the place, making it a mess.

Lu Xueqi left.

What about him?

The wind and snow outside the window have not stopped, no trace of people, no birds, and the steep edges and corners of the cliff are as cold and hard as the millennium black iron.

The bamboo house here is the same as it was back then, without that person, to him, it is half the same.

After falling in love for one night, he never drank alcohol again, and for three years, no one with thoughts appeared on this cold cliff.

Ye Hua didn't know what else he had to look forward to, but he still couldn't stop the driftwood in his heart.

He didn't know which step he took wrong to get the turning point of today.

If life is just like the first time he saw it, he looked back, only to see the snow at dusk in Cangshan Mountain, and there was only one gloomy person in Changya.

One thought can become a demon, but one thought is always persistent.

Most of what the ghost king promised to ghost Li was about Qingyun.But the Heavenly Fire of the Twelve Heavenly Generals is meant to deal with the ghost clan, and even immortal souls can hardly escape, let alone a cultivator who has just entered the Dao?

But apart from this, Ye Hua couldn't think of any possibility.

Is Qing Cang lying to Gui Li?

However, what is the purpose of deceiving an ordinary cultivator?He even fully supported him to take the position, and how could Ghost Li turn into a spirit body and still have a mellow and steady breath?

How difficult it is for a mortal to become an immortal, and it is beyond common sense to cultivate a god for a thousand years, and the six heavenly thunders...

Giving always pays off.

Then what is he going to do?

Now that the Ghost King Sect has nearly controlled the entire ghost clan, and Ghost Li is definitely not a puppet, could it be that Qing Cang wanted him to take back the position of Ghost Lord?

Spending so much effort just to abdicate his son?

Even if Qing Cang loves Ling Yu deeply, there is no need to find a mortal to do it.

Unless, Gui Li has a long history with him.

How can it be?

Ye Hua always felt that there was something he hadn't thought of, but he still had no clue to explain it.

There must be something about Gui Li that he doesn't know about!