The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

Another thousand years passed.

Like a secluded lake, Jiuli's face turned black, and he looked at the people in the hall noncommittally.

"You mean." Zhixi frowned and looked at the stubborn and cold Shangxian above the hall, "Even if you cut off your spirit bones, you are confident that you will be able to ascend."

"Yes. I can ascend, I want to ascend."

In less than a thousand years, Yunqi has done it.

He cut off the spiritual bones, relieved Jiuli's scruples, and after suppressing Niehai Bailong, his merits and virtues were completed, and he soared again——

Became Nine Heavens Profound Immortal.

Everyone knows that this new celestial being is the son of the heavenly way, with extraordinary talents.

Only Zhixi understands that this person has experienced thousands of hardships and survived hundreds of kalpas.

A lot of suffering, just to save a person who is impossible to come back.

Time flies, suddenly, ten thousand years later is another ten thousand years.

The 3th year after Yunqi's ascension, that is, more than 400 years ago.

On the bank of Xitianling River, under the Borneo flower.

Xuanxian Yunxi, dressed in glowing white clothes, picked up a little fairy that had just formed under the flowers.

Take him as the only apprentice.

Give him the name Bai Heng.

***

Xie Qiu woke up from the dream in a trance.

He remembered all the memories.The three-lived stone spirit, the fairy dwelling in the clouds.

Several heavenly catastrophes hovered above the head and fell in an instant.

In the pain of tearing skin and bones, he finally ascended to the immortal again.Finally became the first and last Sansheng Stone Spirit, named Jun Yunqi.

At the same time as the Heavenly Tribulation fell, the immortal still set up a fairy barrier to carefully protect the little apprentice whose alchemy failed to return.

Immortal energy on the banks of the Wangchuan River increased sharply.The top of Taihang Mountain is full of beautiful light.

Yun Qi returned to the bank of the Wangchuan River, repaired the cracks in his original body, and then went to the top of Taihang Mountain to retrieve his spiritual bones and put them back in place.

Without the suppression of the spirit bones, Bai Heng's Yuan Dan, who was suppressed at the top of the Taihang Peak, is about to move and is about to return to his place.

Yun Qi looked at Yuan Dan whose demon energy had disappeared, his eyes were moist.

After washing away all the devilish energy and re-feeling the pure celestial power from the bottom of the lake, after more than [-] years, Yun Qi could distinguish the pure aura at a glance.

It's him.

"Bai Heng's ascension is imminent. When he returns to his original body, it will be the day when the immortal and demon who were killed 5 years ago reappeared. This time, the demonic energy will be extradited by me. It is completely purified. Zhixi, after this, Qingyi will be entrusted to you."

Yun Qi looked at the Yuan Dan, and vaguely sensed God's will.

"Entrust?" Zhixi smiled wryly, "You don't have anyone easy to deal with, and I don't want to be entrusted anymore. Yun Qi, look at what Jiuli is doing now. If you die in front of Bai Heng, even if Bai Heng Heng Fei is promoted to Qingyi, his situation will only be worse than Jiuli... Do you have any other options..."

"No."

Yun Qi pushed up the horoscope, and before Bai Heng ascended, he dug his fate extremely deep and kept deducing his fate.The fate circle rotates rapidly, and the immortal energy lingers on the top of Taihang Mountain for a long time.

The horoscope stopped.

Yun Qi looked indifferent.

"I am still his only way of life. Don't worry, I will erase all his memories. After my spirit dies, he will ascend completely and replace Jiuli as the lord of the heaven."

The dark light in Yun Qi's eyes kept flowing, staring at Zhixi with a complex face, and said: "I am the Lord of Destiny, and I have deduced the fate of countless immortals, so I know that this is the best ending."

Back in the mortal world, Bai Heng, who was manipulated by the puppet technique, was still asleep.

Yun Qi squeezed a palm of Lingjue, and with the help of Zhixi, he was about to drive that palm of spiritual power into the center of Bai Heng's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the horoscope jumped out of her arms, and the horoscope that had already been stopped could hardly turn another frame.

A click.

Yun Qi's face changed slightly.

Just at this time, the nine heavenly tribulations descended in an instant.

Rumbling--

This catastrophe came faster than expected, making Yun Qi overwhelmed.He quickly cast a crossing formation by the lake, and summoned the Que Yan sword to stand in the center of the formation.

The nine-fold heavenly calamity broke Bai Heng's fate, and the filthy evil energy in his soul gushed out continuously, which was the evil debt suppressed by his death sacrifice 5 years ago.

Yun Qi divides the Que Yan sword into thousands, and holds a sword that can be used as a thousand blades. The unpredictable sword fights against evil spirits in the formation, constantly purifying and crossing the evil, but soon the blade is dyed black again, and the fairy spirit , the demonic energy is intertwined and intertwined, endlessly.

The reverse wind and rain came from the Wangchuan River, roaring at the foot of Youdu Mountain, overturning the fragile buildings, breaking the flowers and trees within a hundred miles, and razing all the mountains to the ground in an instant.

Under the shaking of the ground, the soil under the feet fell apart, and several huge gaps were cracked.

Yun Qi cut his palm, poured his blood into the formation, and sacrificed his soul to the formation's heart.Increased the restriction of the immortal law, trying to contain the raging hostility from Bai Heng.

He should have been a god above the nine heavens.

Rather than an evil spirit dragged down by resentment and evil.

Qing Yi, after 5 years, I will return your original fate to you.

I will take you now-

Sent to the nine heavens.

Rumbling--

The Nine Heavens Tribulation struck Bai Heng's body one after another, melting, reshaping, and melting his body again and again.At the same time, it also awakened his soul again.

The hostility that was exterminated in the body was gradually overcome by the array, and the injustice was also purified.

With only his soul left, he slowly opened his eyes in the hurricane without forming a fairy body.But seeing a distant place, Yun Qi, dressed in white, is standing in the eyes of the formation, a pair of quiet and warm eyes are looking at him for a moment, the extraordinary power is constantly being consumed, and the soul is also shattered.

"Little... Qiu... Master..."

More memories poured into my mind.

"Cloud... Habitat..."

His whole body shook violently.Looking around, I slowly realized something, and went towards that heart like madness.

The hastily stretched out hand tried to grab it, but only touched a few pieces of broken plain clothes.

In an instant, Yun Qi's fairy body turned into a cloud of smoke, blowing towards his face with the wind.

With a soft whisper.

"Qing Yi, wait for me."

The soul is completely gone.

***

3000 years later.

Clouds hovered over the Changfu Hall, and the Immortal of Zhuling once again held dozens of volumes of Ming Junxin to calculate the fate of many little fairies in the lower realm who were about to ascend, and piled up the desks in front of the hall.

A roll fell to the ground, Zhuling picked it up hastily, and carefully placed it on top.

"Immortal Venerable." Then he bowed to the person in the hall and said, "This is the immortal spirit who is expected to ascend in the world for the past three years."

"Ah."

Seeing that there were no ups and downs in his emotions, and he was only dazed looking at the undulating sea of ​​clouds outside through the window, Zhu Ling sighed secretly, and stepped back out.

Since Qingyi Immortal Venerable ascended 3000 years ago, every three years, the Mingjun of Jiuchongtian will be asked to re-calculate the list of immortals who are about to ascend.In the first few hundred years, there was still some hope.

But the more you wait, the more hopeless you become.

In the final analysis, Immortal Zhixi also said that there is no solution to such a thing as the companion life robbery. In the final analysis, those two people just came to the same goal by different routes.

But Immortal Venerable Jiuli didn't believe it either.He even did not hesitate to compromise his cultivation, and he has been reincarnated in the lower realm for a hundred lifetimes, only looking forward to finding another chance to form a relationship in the human world.

But how could it be possible to come back.

Immortal Qingyi quickly checked the dozens of new volumes one by one - still no Yunqi's name.

Sanshengshi has not knotted a new red rope for 3000 years.

3000 years ago, Jiuli fell into the mortal world and fell into samsara, and the immortals in the Jiuzhong Heaven had no master.

When Yunqi Xianzun died in the third catastrophe and finally lost his soul, the entire Jiuzhongtian was stunned.Isn't he the son of heaven, how could he fail to ascend.

With the complete extinction of Yunqi, Bai Heng went straight to the position of Xuanxian, and in the turbulent rays of the sun and the spiritual rain of Wangchuan, he became the Qingyi Xianzun 5 years ago again.

He replaced Jiuli and Yunqi and became the new master of the Three Realms.

Stay in the Changfu Hall where Yunqi lived.

Wearing the Queyan sword that Yunqi gave up.

3000 years ago, there was no more immortal energy in the Changfu Hall, but the sword was completely sealed—everything kept reminding him that this time, Yun Qi was really dead and could never come back.

But he remembered that Yun Qi told him to wait, so he would wait.

How long to wait.

The man never lied to him.

The clouds roll and the clouds relax, day and night.

The Wangchuan River has returned to the heavens, and the Naihe bridge is no longer full of hostility, but lingering with aura.Next to the Naihe Bridge, the endless Udumbara flowers bloomed again, clustered around the Sansheng Stone, just like the scene when the two first met by the Linghe River in Xitian.The three-tailed cat is no longer an evil spirit, and has returned to the position of a fairy spirit. The earth fairy that Yunqi had raised in the past, stayed with its elder sister at the foot of Youdu Mountain and became a new mountain ghost there.

And that senior brother Xie Qiu, who was soaring in the evil way back then, still didn't survive the fifth level of catastrophe.After his cultivation was exhausted, he joined the world again.This time, there is no longer any fairy fate, just an ordinary person.

Everything is getting better.

Except Qingyi.

He was born in the river of forgetfulness more than 6 years ago. The person he saw at the first sight, the person he liked for the first time, he passionately pursued, fell in love with, and entangled him life after life, and survived calamity after calamity.

The one who got it and lost it in the end.

His Yunqi still hasn't come back.

He finally became the god above the nine heavens, whom all the immortals look up to.

But no one is holding his hand anymore, step by step up the tower, through the clouds and dust, through the four seasons.

'Our Ah Heng will definitely be able to ascend. '

Yun Qi's words kept echoing in his ears.He has tried countless times before, fell into the devil, and caused a lot of disasters.He didn't believe that he could really ascend.

It was Yun Qi who always believed in him, and stayed with him day and night, searching for him everywhere.

Master.

Ah Heng soared, really soared.

But where are you.

This time, the word Yunqi was still not included in the ascension list.

Once again, there was a downpour of rain in the Nine Heavens, and clusters of Borneo flowers bloomed in the fairy clouds with full of spiritual energy, and the scorching colors of flowers decorated the surroundings brightly like spring.

The rain falls from the Changfu Hall all the way to the Wangchuan River.

At a certain moment, the Sansheng Stone, which had been dim for a long time, suddenly showed a ray of golden light.

Just a flash.But it disturbed the fairy barrier set up by Shipan.

Nine Heavens Profound Immortal opened a void in an instant, stood by the river, and raised his hand to caress the Sansheng Stone, but he didn't feel any revival of immortal power inside.

Could it be just an illusion.

wrong.

Zhixi pushed the horoscope, shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out."

Qingyi paced along the Wangchuan River in a daze, heading west all the way. After walking for more than ten days, he actually walked from the heaven to the human world.The vicissitudes of life outside the Youdu Mountain in the human world are no longer what they used to be.

3000 years ago, he crossed the tribulation by himself and almost completely destroyed Youdu Mountain.

Unexpectedly, after only thousands of years, Youdu Mountain would be such a prosperous scene after possessing mountain ghosts.

That's great.If Yun Qi could see it, he must be very happy.

Maybe, he will pull himself to live again in——

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

From the depths of the bamboo forest came the sound of Lang Lang reading, and the giggling of the children.Mixed with the sound of gurgling water, the wind rustled the fine leaves of the bamboo forest, the sound was so faint that it was barely audible.

But Qingyi still heard it.

"Okay, let's do it again. The world is dark and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."

Children: "The world is mysterious and yellow, and the universe is prehistoric."

He stepped forward, getting faster and faster.The leaves scraped across the cheeks, stepped on the uneven dead branches and fallen leaves, and moved forward indomitably.

The sound was getting closer.

He slowed down and saw a small building in the forest not far away.

The bamboo house is located halfway up the mountain, with elegant scenery. The bamboo house is not very ventilated, but the layout is elegant and simple—exactly the same as what Xie Qiu built by the lake back then.

"The sun and the moon are in full bloom, and the celestial places are listed."

Children: "The sun and the moon are full, and the days and nights are listed."

Qingyi's hands trembled a little, he gently pushed open the fence door, and walked towards the small building.

"Cold comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides."

The man's voice came clearly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Moving closer to the window, I saw the familiar figure come into view.

The children's follow-up reading poured into their ears: "The cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvests and winter storage..."

The child by the window handed him a veil and asked, "Brother, why are you crying?"