The Lotus Lantern is with you

On the coast of the East China Sea, the halo of purple clouds renders the entire sky and connects with the deep blue ocean.

In the early morning, dewdrops fell on a round stone along the bamboo leaves, splashing a small splash.The surrounding bamboo groves are extremely quiet, and the sound of the breeze blowing through the grass can be heard clearly.

But this morning, a guest was ushered in.

In the distance, the sound of slow footsteps made a man and a woman sitting in the pavilion drinking tea stop their movements at the same time.The man is dressed in a pure purple robe with a light blue gauze jacket.

He gracefully started to make tea, his fair and slender fingers reflecting beautiful brilliance in the sunlight.

On the opposite side was a glamorous woman in a red gauze skirt. Her long hair was casually scattered around her waist, making her look extremely casual and insolent.

It's just that the vermilion nails with white plums are lightly placed on the blue and white wine glass, the blue and red are distinct, very attractive.

Not far away, footsteps gradually approached, only the sound of grass caressing, the next moment, there was a bit of ink in the depths of the bamboo forest, just like an ink painting, a drop of ink was rendered in the lush bamboo forest, and then gradually spread out.

"Emperor enjoys it. It's really enviable to be so leisurely." The man just flashed his figure, and the next moment he had arrived at the pavilion, it was Mo Chen.

Emperor Donghua was not surprised by his sudden appearance, he casually pointed to the empty seat beside him, said "sit", his subordinates had already made tea, and flew steadily into his hands.

In the bamboo forest, everything was silent, Queen Mother Xi got up, walked out slowly, and sat in the small pavilion on the outskirts, stroking the pipa in her hand, but she looked at Mo Chen from time to time with complicated expressions.

Mo Chen knew that they had already expected that he would come to this place.

"If you want to be like this deity, you can also get rid of these right and wrong, this bamboo forest welcomes you at any time." Dijun's voice is still faint.He put down the porcelain cup in his hand with an indifferent expression.

Mo Shen smiled softly, "Emperor, do you think you can get rid of life and death in the Three Realms by hiding in the mountains and forests with the Queen Mother of the West? How can it be so easy to get rid of the Three Realms." As he spoke, he seemed to be recalling his previous life, and couldn't help laughing at himself smiled.

The emperor was silent, only the sound of the pipa drifted among the pavilions, which seemed to carry a touch of helplessness and sadness.

"Emperor, why do you hide it now? The vision of heaven and earth has appeared, the sun and the moon are upside down, and the stars are falling. You once said that the catastrophe of the world and the catastrophe of the gods...is me." I don't know why, but I remembered that the prophecy that Emperor Donghua once said to him coincided with the words of Laojun, so he could only seek the help of this god.

The man quietly rubbed the porcelain cup, listening to Mo Chen's bitter words, but didn't say a word.

"I don't understand what all this has to do with me. Obviously, I'm just... an ordinary person. In my past life, this life... I'm just a son of a god..." Mo Chen smiled bitterly.

The wind blew, and the light incense lingered on the tea table. Mo Chen heard the voice from the opposite side, "Mo Chen... Yuanshi Tianzun is asleep..." Emperor Donghua's voice was still calm, but Mo Chen was instantly shocked on the ground.

"Just 1000 years ago, many, many gods fell asleep. The gods...are not omnipotent...if it wasn't for the deity being blessed in the Kunlun territory, Yao'er took over the position in the desire world...maybe the next one will be us. "

"Mo Chen, your existence is never accidental..."

When Mo Chen left, the island was gradually filled with thick clouds and mist. He turned his head and looked at the island that was already covered by clouds and mist, as if the island he saw just now was just an illusion.

Unable to tell what it was like in his heart, Emperor Donghua didn't answer him, but made his mood drop to the bottom instantly.

The sound of the pipa echoed intermittently on the water, Mo Chen looked at the reflection on the sea, and remembered what the emperor said just now.

He couldn't help touching the water surface with his hand, watching the reflection swaying with it. The reflection showed a handsome man with black hair and black eyes, but he suddenly felt that this face was so strange.

His birth...wasn't it a coincidence?

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"Beyond the Northwest Sea, in the corner of the wilderness, there are mountains that don't fit together, so it's called Buzhou..."

Rumor has it that Mount Buzhou is a pillar that connects the heaven and the earth. When Mo Chen drank with Pangu, he became interested and recalled the past. He remembered the person who once told him that the heaven and the earth were not well supported, and had existed since the formation of the heaven and earth. up.

Since Pangu's death, his body has turned into mountains and rivers, and Buzhou Mountain is an important part of it, recording the history from the birth of heaven and earth to the present.

According to what Laojun said, he took Yang Jian and set off towards the Western Regions, but Zhou Mountain is too mysterious, even Yang Jian knows little about it, only knows that there is heavy snow all year round, and the sun and the moon cannot be seen.

On the way to Buzhou Mountain, you have to pass through a dangerous place, which is much easier for Mo Chen and Yang Jian, but Yang Jian is keenly aware of Mo Chen's low mood. Since he came out of Tushita Palace, he has been depressed. But Yang Jian couldn't ask why, and only got three words "Buzhou Mountain", which is why he went with Mo Chen on purpose.

However, the man's silence made Yang Jian even more uneasy.

When he passed through a grassland, he pulled the ink and let it fall on the grass, the fresh grass fragrance entered his nose, and another chill came from the north. Although it was almost spring, the wind still carried a damp coolness.

Blown by the cold wind, Mo Chen came back from his deep thoughts, and turned his head to see Yang Jian's worried gaze. He felt a little guilty, but his heart warmed up a lot.

"Sorry, Jian, for making you worry."

Yang Jian sighed helplessly, but always held his hand gently, "Shen, I know you have a secret in your heart, but I won't force you if you don't tell me, but if you need help, you must not hide it from me. "

Mo Chen was slightly taken aback, and then smiled lightly, feeling that the confusion and fear that had been pressing in his heart subsided a lot in an instant.No matter what the future holds, at least this person will always be by his side.

While the two were looking at each other tenderly, they didn't know that there was a sound of mixed weapons not far away. On the vast and endless grassland, there was only a faint vibration that made the long grass violently turn, and the horseshoes were flying, deafening. It seemed that there were a lot of people , Mo Chen and Yang Jian looked at each other, there might be barbarians on this grassland.

Sure enough, the original sound came from the northwest direction, only to hear the horse's hooves getting closer and closer, and soon became confused again, followed by the miserable roar of the horse, mixed with the crying of a woman, after a while, He heard a few rough roars again. Mo Chen rarely came to the territory of the barbarians in the north, but it didn't mean he didn't understand them.

The two walked over to the sound, disappeared, and stood on a small hill, overlooking the entire battlefield clearly. It turned out that two sides were fighting.

The two teams rode strong horses, facing each other with swords and guns, and the cold face of the sword was printed with red sun, full of barbaric chill.From a few words of these people, Mo Chen understood the general idea.

The language these people speak is not Chinese, but Mongolian, with the unique roughness of men. The voice of the middle-aged man in the leader is like a giant beast, soaring into the sky.The man's name was Yesugai, and the one fighting on the other side was the Tatar tribe.

In spring, the grasslands are different from the Central Plains, which have abundant materials, but need a place with abundant water, fertilizer and grass. At this time, disputes begin.

It's just that Mo Chen was not interested in human fights, his eyes fell on the woman beside him, Mo Chen was not interested in this woman, what surprised him was the woman's belly.

He had never seen a mortal with such a rich and deep black color. Who the hell is he? This bloody aura can cover up the sun in the daytime.

Mo Chen could not help but move closer, wanting to see more clearly.

"That woman's life is coming to an end. It seems that when she was held hostage, she hurt the baby in the womb. It's a pity that this child, if born, will be a great person." Yang Jian said lightly.

"A great person?" Mo Chen felt inconceivable that he could hear a hint of appreciation from Yang Jian's words.

"If it is as expected, the child in that woman's womb should eventually be the overlord of the land, but this golden light is so strong that it has covered the light of the real dragon of today." he explained.

"Golden light? How could it be golden light?" Mo Chen frowned. What Yang Jian saw was the golden light of the emperor, but why did he see the black color that represents killing.

With his back turned to Yang Jian, he stared carefully at the woman's belly, but saw the child's faint red eyes staring at him.Mo Chen didn't know that when he looked at the child, his eyes also turned blood-colored. In his field of vision, the black aura became thicker and thicker, and a small figure struggled in it. Finally, he seemed to see a A new world is born.

this kid...

I saw the woman suddenly screamed in pain, as if she had moved her fetus, the breath of life gradually dissipated, Mo Chen's heart tightened, he waved his sleeves, and a wave of true energy was attached to the woman's abdomen, protecting her. looking at the toddler.

"Shen?" Yang Jian didn't understand why he suddenly rescued him.

"Since Jian said that this child will do something great in the future, it would be a pity to die like this." Mo Chen frowned.

That breath of life gradually became stronger, golden rays of light intertwined with black rays of light, and were absorbed by the most central breath of life like a black hole.

"Forget it, he's just a mortal, so it won't have any impact if he thinks about it. It's also considered that this child's life is not worth dying. He must be an extraordinary person in the future." Yang Jian didn't object. He was not interested in mortal wars. What's more, this is nothing more than a battle between two tribes, so there is really nothing to care about.

Just as the two of them were thinking deeply, the battle below had already been decided. A dozen or so people from the other side were cut off by cruel means, and their broken arms scattered all over the grass. Soon, the blood was greedy by the soil. Absorption.

The prairie may be more lush.

Yesugei put his arms around his beloved wife, and when he learned that the child in his wife's womb was protecting him, he couldn't help laughing, and the laughter echoed across the entire grassland instantly.

Mo Chen looked at the woman complicatedly, and finally, together with Yang Jian, they turned into white light and disappeared on the vast grassland, flying towards Buzhou Mountain.

Little did they know that this child who was rescued by hand would change the fate of the whole world in the future...