When God Is My Ex-Husband Today [Rebirth]

Thousands of years ago, the lord of the godswood forest, the Wu clan, was sentenced to exile, and would not be able to reincarnate forever. After the witch clan was exterminated, the godswood forest was abandoned.

No one would have imagined how the godswood, which no longer had its owner, was still as prosperous as before.

Today is a grand palace banquet held every millennium in the inheritance, and all gods with the status of emperors and goddesses from all over the world will be invited to participate. This year's feast is particularly special.

Thousands of years ago, when today's Emperor Liye ascended the throne at this moment, he finally married Princess Mingji of Beiminghai after arguing against everyone's opinions. The Thunder Tribulation turned into fly ash on the Conferred God Stage on the spot.

However, this year, as the new emperor's first feast every millennium since he ascended the throne, it was still held as usual because of the angry words of the queen who had been in power for less than a day before her death.

This makes the gods who have lived for thousands of years and have no fun doing things on weekdays all fall in love with this queen who has never met. The heavens have reduced rituals and music, so this feast is more or less a joke.

As the first feast this time, many gods came and went. The sons and daughters of the four dragon kings all came, and they were talking to each other at the banquet. It is worth mentioning that Ao Qing, the dragon king of the West Sea, 500 years ago, for his grandson who was less than 500 years old, he supported the entire Zhengyin Ancient Buddha's Four Noble Heavens. For [-] years, many people praised this Dragon King who loved his grandchildren all over the world, but there were also many people who praised him. Disdain—his grandson, whom he regards as a treasure, is nothing more than the leftover blood of Ao Zhen, the dragon girl, and a white snake in the mortal world.

It's just that, after all, no one dared to say it.

During the banquet, the lights were staggered, and the various brocades woven by the celestial maiden floated in it like the softest silk, and the heavenly fairy band and fairy music brought a melodious sound, and when I looked up, I could only see a drunken blur.

At this moment, there was a burst of twittering from outside the main hall, and the auspicious aura broke through the heavily blocked gate of the Tiangong and approached everyone's five senses. Now it is rare to see in a hundred years the Ascension of the God, and the auspiciousness brought by it The aura immediately ordered many low-ranking immortal officials to cross their knees to study, and they no longer cared about the drinks at the banquet, but no one cared.

Ao Qing put down the light-colored wine glass in his hand, and lightly patted a small figure in plain white beside him.

The figure hesitated for a moment, turned into a beam of light and flew straight out of the hall, and bowed respectfully.

"How many auspicious cranes?" An old man with a head as big as a bell and eyebrows almost touching the ground tilted his head slightly, half-closed his eyes and smiled.

"Reporting to Laojun, there are a total of 81 auspicious cranes. The visitors are stepping on nine-color auspicious clouds, two unicorns and auspicious beasts in front of them are leading the way, and they are accompanied by seven purple auras behind them... My eyes are clumsy, and I can't see anything else." The little boy with a bun behind him supported the old man, and whispered loudly in his ear, as if he was afraid that the old man would not hear him.

"Okay, okay, okay." The old man said four good times in a row, and then happily half-lyed cross-legged on the extremely luxurious recliner that he had prepared, and let the young apprentice beside him feed him grapes. Wine nectar.

When the emperor ascended the throne that day, he only attracted 36 spirit cranes to circle the Hongmeng Hall. Other gods could not smell it, but how could they not smell the morning dew of the Song Dynasty, which was cultivated by him, accompanied by the fragrance of thousand-year-old lotus dew.

This newly promoted god should have his own status since he entered the palace. The matter of conferring the king is already a certainty, and there is no possibility of changing it. When it fell, he still couldn't help hugging the fairy who was lowering his head halfway down.

According to the position of the emperor, this god who called himself Fu Song should have his own temple, but somehow this majesty has gone crazy and allowed him a dilapidated palace next to the ruins of the godswood forest.

"Thank you, Emperor of Heaven." Fusong Shenjun raised his eyes, his face was cold, and there was no extra expression, it seemed that even saying one more word seemed to make him tired.

Li Ye's expression could not be seen clearly after the fall, but his tone spread through the entire Hongmeng Temple, "You have the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and you were born in Fusang. Fusang belongs to the West Sea. The location close to it is the Shenmu Forest The whole sea of ​​bamboo and clouds on the side."

Fu Song didn't answer any more at this moment, and after thanking the Heavenly Emperor according to the usual etiquette, he led the white-clothed boy beside him out of the main hall door, stepped onto the back of the spirit crane that would lead him to heaven, and once again disappeared into the sky under the eyes of everyone. Among the sea of ​​clouds.

The music of silk and bamboo that gradually faded behind him was finally indistinct, and only the humming of the crane in the morning was left in his ears.

The little boy in white behind him looked at the figure in front of him that had no trace of the past, his eyes gradually turned red, and with a sobbing voice, he said, "Xianjun."

Fu Song smiled slightly, turned around and looked back, his face was not the same as before, still with a familiar tenderness, "From now on, in this treacherous 99 days, there will be no Wu Song, you have to remember."

Xian Xun nodded obediently, holding Fu Song's wide sleeves tightly with both hands, and tried his best to transform the two dragon horns on his forehead, "Xian Jun, Ah Xun has successfully transformed into a dragon body with the help of Zhengyin Ancient Buddha From now on, wherever Xianjun wants to go, Ah Xun can take you there."

Fu Song burst out laughing, and lightly touched Xianxun's immature dragon horns, "You are not a natural dragon, but you lack their arrogant and bad temper, Ah Xun must remember, the dragon's head and the dragon's back, there can only be you Those who are most intimate can climb up."

Xian Xun's eyes were wide open, and his bun-like immature face was full of tenacity, "Xian Jun saved Ah Xun's two lives, Father and Grandpa Long Jun said Xian Jun is good...Xian Jun," Xian Xun almost bit his tongue , finally swallowed the witch word, and then said: "To Ah Xun, Xianjun is like reborn parents."

Only then did Fu Song stretch out his hand to hold Xiao Baozi's tender and soft hand, and led him to jump off the spirit crane. Looking at the empty and unoccupied Xizhu Palace, which had shown signs of dilapidation for many years, he said helplessly: "The first thing the reborn parents want Ah Xun to do now is to clean up our future home, okay?"

Xianxun blinked his big purple eyes, walked around the palace and Fu Song several times, finally let go of his sleeve reluctantly, and said unwillingly: "Okay, Xianjun is going to Can the godswood bring some servants over?"

Fu Song nodded, "There are too many natural spiritual beings in the Shenmu Forest, and there are not a few of them who have transformed into form for thousands of years but are confined there. Now that I am taking the throne, it is naturally impossible to let them fend for themselves there."

After all, the godswood had been his home for millions of years.

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To rectify the top and bottom affairs of Xizhu Palace, Fu Song handed over all the attendants to Xianxun after selecting the waiters.

"Xianjun, are you really going to the Heaven of Four Truths?" Xianxun desperately pulled Fu Song's clothes, but refused to let go.

Fu Song looked at Xianxun's face in a funny way, although this child has grown up a bit, and he has the Buddha nature that he has practiced in the Buddhist school, but he is a child after all, and his behavior, if he is with someone who is close to him, he will not There are no rules, and all kinds of tricks and tricks can be used.

"I'm just going to the Heaven of Four Truths to see how the flower that I entrusted you to bring to the ancient Buddha Zhengyin is doing now." Fu Song comforted him, looked at Xianxun and said, "From here to Heaven of Four Truths, it's only a round trip. Three days, I promise, when the time is up, if I haven't come back, you are allowed to find me."

"...Really?" Xiao Xianxun half-believingly let go of the brocade clothes in his paws, and watched as Fu Song flew away from the range of Xizhu Palace with an auspicious cloud.

"Little Xianjun, Xiaoxianjun." An immature voice came from behind, and Xianxun's face, which was about to drop golden beans just now, immediately changed into a big chestnut, and said quite dignifiedly: "What's the matter? "

It was a little grass spirit who came, although his talent and status were not high, he could endure hard work. When he helped Song pass by, he was struggling to break through the stubborn stone on his head.

It's just that the little grass spirit looked envious at the moment, looked at Xiao Xianxun and said, "The fairy is so kind to you, it's like..." The little grass spirit didn't finish speaking, so she stopped talking.

Looking at Xianxun's appearance, he tilted his head, but he didn't say anything.

Xianxun naturally understood that his father was a pet kept by Immortal Fu Song thousands of years ago, so he also understood what Xiao Caojing had not finished just now.

Xianxun pretended not to understand, shook his head triumphantly, and said with a smile: "Of course, Xianjun likes me the most."

Seeing that Xianxun didn't ask any more questions, Xiaocaojing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately followed Xianxun to make a fuss.

The Four Noble Truths of the West, the Little Silent Heaven, is said to be the Pearly World.

Xiao Wuyan sent eight thousand Buddhist temples to heaven.There is a world called Upright Infinite Heaven, and its state-owned Buddha is called Zhengyin.

And this is also the origin of the name of Zhengyin Ancient Buddha.

The ancient Buddha Zhengyin became a Buddha with fairness, sent [-] Buddhist temples with fairness, and was able to ascend to become a Buddha. To this day, how much merit has accumulated is not something Fusong can calculate.

A little boy in front of the ancient Buddha Zhengyin sat on the lotus seat, hanging in the air in front of Fu Song, slightly lowered his head, "Shangxian, please come with me."

On the way passing by, Buddhist scriptures, ceremonies and music were chanted in low voices everywhere, Fu Song was still a little anxious and couldn't calm down, but now he calmed down.

"Little A-Song." A voice that seemed far away and near, and couldn't tell where it came from, made Fu Song not able to control his emotions at the moment, and the tip of his nose felt sore, and he managed to stabilize himself.

Zhengyin Ancient Buddha's face was still neither sad nor happy, and the mole of blood sand between his brows seemed to be exhaled, reflected on that old and compassionate face, somewhat strange and abrupt.

"Ancient Buddha." Fu Song respectfully bowed his head, then stood up and walked aside.

"I came here this time because of the kit I entrusted to a little white snake 500 years ago."

"He has already left." The ancient Buddha said in a flat voice.

"100 years ago, since he was born in that egg, he has left our door and left Xitian alone."

gone?

Fu Song looked up blankly, but saw a short note floating in front of him.

"Before he left, he entrusted me to give it to you."

Fu Song held the note tightly in his hand, sighed secretly, knelt down to the ancient Buddha Zhengyin again, and then turned around to say goodbye.

"Hold on."

Fu Song turned around,

"I have been a Buddha for 99 years. I have saved millions of Rakshasas. I stay in the Heaven of the Four Noble Truths every day to listen to the joys and sorrows of all beings..." Zhengyin Gufo finally opened his eyes that had been closed all along , the blood sand between the eyebrows is as bright red as blood, "Now, it's time to pass away."

As soon as these words came out, the head of the boy next to the ancient Buddha Zhengyin lowered, and the two tears that fell were absorbed by the rosette. Humming twice, they are also reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"500 years ago, you asked me for a person who could support the Heaven of the Four Noble Truths. Could it be because you were unable to support the Heaven of the Four Noble Truths?" Fu Song's eyes were red, "Where is the beast of the Four Noble Truths?"

"Where do the Four Noble Truths come from?"

"... originated from the witch clan..." Fu Song suddenly replied, but he was even more sad, "In the final analysis, all of this..."

"It has nothing to do with you." The ancient Buddha Zhengyin bent his lotus seat and flew in front of Fusong, placing his broad palm on top of Fusong's head, "Your palm is unsurpassed, and your destiny should maintain the entire law of the sky. The change of the ruler of the clan, and all the troubles that follow, are beyond your control."

Fu Song sat in a daze and didn't answer. In the quiet place of the Buddhist family, his out-of-control appearance just now was overwhelming. Now he is clearly mourning in his heart, but his mind is extraordinarily clear.

In the end, Fu Song came out from the Heaven of Four Noble Truths in a daze. Looking back, the Buddha's aura still illuminated the entire west, and there was no shadow under the light.

After experiencing great joy and great sorrow in one day, Fu Song returned to the 33rd heaven without knowing it.

The auspicious auspicious air rushed towards his face, more or less made him find a sliver of reason. The feast lasted for 49 days, and now, less than half of the time has passed.

The melodious sound came into his ears through the heavy curtains wrapped in the clouds, but he couldn't arouse Fu Song's interest at all. He walked aimlessly, and didn't realize until he felt the cold that he didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he had reached the Bitter Cold Cliff above the 33rd Heaven.

The bitter cold cliff grows in the sky, which is an extreme. In the past, the ancient gods worried that the emperors would not compare with each other. Therefore, when the emperor had no successor, the bitter cold cliff would appear. At that time, the new emperor would emerge from the dragon-born lotus.

Longshenglian has twins since ancient times, and the location where it can grow is indeed one day and one place, and the two don't want to do it.

The Buddha Sea in the underworld did not appear, that is to say, there is no difference between the underworld kings of this generation, but there is one more silver holy lotus representing the newborn emperor.

In the records of heaven, there have been such precedents—but those precedents are without exception. The black flowers will eventually wither day by day, without soul or consciousness at all.

In the end, it is taken for granted that Yinhua will grow stronger day by day, and finally turn into a dragon. The majestic purple energy will respond to the whole body, and the sun will rise for three days without setting, thus welcoming the birth of the Emperor of Heaven.

On the edge of the bitter cold cliff where flowers grow, there is nothing but the stones that have been frozen for thousands of years and the snow on the ground. the chill.

On the Bitter Cold Cliff, amidst the boundless sky and earth, there is nothing to see except the flying white snow. Here, even the sky seems to be gloomy.

With a secret sigh, Fu Song got up and planned to leave, but he didn't expect to hear hurried footsteps behind him.

Casting a spell to hide himself, Fu Song hid in a cave made under the cover of one side of the stone, and only then did he see Li Ye, who was wearing a bright yellow robe and a solemn treasure.

What is he coming here now... what is he going to do?

Fu Song held his breath, even though the current him, even if the elder Wu Ya was alive, he would never be able to recognize him.But as a god who had just ascended into the sky, it was unreasonable to break into this forbidden place in the sky.

Li Ye didn't stay here for a long time, he just stayed for a while and then went out again, Fu Song didn't show up for a while, sure enough, Li Ye came back after a while.

Sure enough, he was still the same as before, full of suspicion and didn't trust anyone...

Fu Song relaxed his body and leaned against the cave, his cheeks touched the icy snow, thinking of that day, when he came out of the territory of the Wu clan, he finally arrived at the edge of the bitter cold cliff, and saw the naked man with only his clothes on his body. A bellyband just reached the boy around his waist.

At that time, he thought that that young man was the real Heavenly Emperor Li Ye, but he didn't expect that the appearance, clothes, and even the dragon's breath on his body were exactly the same, but they were not the same person.

When he was a child, he had the same aura as the child who had saved him and guarded him for 300 years. It was not surprising that he admitted his mistake. Even later, he found out that he was not the real Emperor of Heaven, but he never thought about it for a moment. He planned to treat him badly, but he didn't expect that... Li Yehui was one step ahead of him and dealt a cruel blow to the Wu clan.

While thinking about it, there were waves of footsteps outside again, Fu Song frowned, still thinking about why there are so many guests in Bitter Cold Cliff today, and realized that the footsteps were actually walking towards the cave where he was Come on, right now, my heart beats two minutes faster.

He dodged backwards, and then found out in embarrassment that the cave was just right for him to hide, but he wanted to move in, but there was no room.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, just when Fu Song picked up a piece of gravel that fell from the ground and was about to knock the person unconscious, he saw a shadow swaying in front of the cave twice, two or three steps away from the cave— — It was obviously a place he couldn't touch, and he said to himself: "It's strange, just now a little white dragon ran towards here, why did it disappear after a while?"

Liu Su realized that the man hadn't seen him, and before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he was so startled by his words that he almost jumped up.

In the entire 33 heavens, although there are many dragons, there is only one white young dragon, Ah Xun!

It must have been that Ah Xun saw him looking out of his mind and chased him out, but he didn't escape Li Ye's eyes and was caught.

The figure outside lingered in front of the cave for a while, seemingly searching casually, but after finding that it was indeed fruitless, he chuckled, turned and left.

The author has something to say: a high-energy warning ahead, the next chapter will attack bacteria... Well, be mentally prepared, he keeps the author's words and messes into QAQ.

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Mysterious man (with a dog-legged face): Shenjun Shenjun, I threw that little white snake in.

Zhuye Shenjun (serious face): How is Ah Song?

Little brother of the mysterious man (continuing dogleg): I was too scared to come out because of the little one!

Zhu Ye was angry, younger brother, died.

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