After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

There are gods in the upper realm. It is said that ten thousand years ago, there was a true god who ruled the 36 palaces, four mountains and one island in the upper realm.

But suddenly one day, the true god disappeared.

Later, from the 36 palaces to today, there are only six palaces left, namely Lingyun Taoist Palace, Zixiao Immortal Palace, Wuji Immortal Palace, Supreme Supreme Palace, Five-Form Immortal Palace, and Fumo Palace.

There are only two remaining of the four mountains, Jidao Mountain and Hunyuan Mountain. As for the one island, Penglai Xiandao, it has only been heard that there are disciples of Xiandao who practiced outside in the past hundred years, and it is impossible to confirm whether it is true or not.

In the upper realm, immortals are divided into upper, middle and lower classes.

Among them, the upper immortal possesses the divine core, and can inherit 100% of the power of mobilizing the law.

The middle immortals can only mobilize 50.00%, but the lower immortals are similar to the false immortals who have just ascended. The difference is that they can perceive the power of law, while the false immortals cannot.

Nowadays, there are many lower immortals in the upper realm, and most of them were ascended from the lower realm before.

After these low-ranking immortals ascended, some were taken as disciples by the fairy palace, and some could only rely on themselves.It can be said that the six palaces have been able to persist until now, and most of the credit is due to the lower immortals.

After all, as long as there are disciples, the inheritance can continue.

The reason why other fairy palaces cut off their inheritance is because they have no successors.

Therefore, the current Liugong Ershan, the successors and even the disciples all ascended from the lower realms.

As for the original old people, they either passed away at the end of the day, or they were closed to death, struggling and fighting against the years.

Shangxian Ling Hao has never seen a true god, and the only news he got about that person was the unintentional outburst of unwillingness from the former palace lord before his death, and he learned a few words from the other party's words.

The old guy said that if he had the chance to wait until the return of the true god, he would ask him for himself why he disappeared without saying a word, did they do something wrong, or was it fate!

Wait for yourself to ask the old guy the image of the real god.

The old guy said, God is perfect, when God returns, you don’t need any words, you will know it is Him the first time you see Him.

At that time, Ling Hao was still laughing in his heart, and sneered at this, thinking that he was too old and confused before he died, so he didn't take it to heart.

But now, he understood the meaning of that sentence.Unfortunately, it's too late.

Until his death, Ling Hao couldn't figure it out. He just wanted to get back the Dao Artifact that belonged to Lingyun Dao Palace—the mirror of reincarnation. Why there was such a big obstacle, and the reincarnation of the true god, why it was him!

Shi Jun looked indifferently at the corpse on the ground and floating on the corpse, spit out a lot of colorful god cores, and looked like he wanted to get close to him but didn't dare to approach him, flickering light in favor of him, a half-mirror that proved his existence.

Shi Jun ignored it, and stepped forward to personally pick up the Tianjun Sword, which was dim and full of cracks after losing the sword spirit.

Then turned and left.

He wanted to go back and find someone to ask him exactly what he was thinking...

Seeing Shi Jun leave, the evolution mirror breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily swallowed the divine core back. Before it could slip away, a tattered mirror blocked its retreat.

When the retrospective mirror forcibly merged with it and devoured its consciousness, the evolutionary mirror realized that the true god didn't care about it, He just adopted a crueler punishment method for it.

Woohoo, the reincarnated true god seems to be more cautious.

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At that time, the east of the sea of ​​death.

Yunzhou Sea Ice Field Mountains.

In the middle of an ice peak, in a man-made cave, He Chan was sitting on a stone bench, next to He Jiao's fire.

However, He Tang looked at He Chan tangledly, then at the fire, thought about it, and added another handful of dry firewood into it.

"Master, is it still cold?"

He Chan came back to his senses, shook his head, and said puzzledly, "I'm not cold."

How could the monk be cold.

"Then your legs..." He Jiao didn't have the nerve to say, your legs were shaking all the time.

"Ah?" He Chan bewilderedly lowered his head, looked at the uncontrollable, shaking legs, and fell silent.

After a while, He Chan choked up his voice, looked at He Jiu and discussed, "Xiao Jiu, tell me, is there still time for us to run away?"

"?? Running away? Master, why did we run away?" He Jiu didn't understand, and added, "Now that we have whitewashed Master, no one will chase us down."

He Chan: ...No one is chasing you, but someone is chasing me.

No, I have to run.

"Well, little Jiu, help me go outside to see that your sixth brother is back, and I'll wait for you here." He Chan ordered.

"Oh." He Jiao went out obediently.

When he was far away, He Chan was in a hurry, patted his buttocks, picked a direction and ran away.

During the period, he also used the props that the system gave him to conceal the aura of the figure.

An hour later.

He Chan looked at the unchanged snow scene around him, and felt as if he had come back again.

In order to prevent getting lost, He Chan used one-third of his authority to ask the system to provide him with a map.

As a result, the system really provides.It's just that the destination on this map doesn't seem right.

He Chan was walking, and suddenly saw a black sea.

Could this be the sea of ​​death?

He Chan was thoughtful.

It doesn't seem to be as scary as the rumors say.

He Chan stepped forward and observed carefully.The sea water was found to be very clear, but the reason why it was seen to be black was because there was a thin layer of black mist on the sea.

This layer of black fog reduces the visibility at sea, and even spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate through it to detect the information inside.So much so that He Chan could only observe the scene at sea with his naked eyes.

It's not that he didn't think about going into the water until he threw a stone into it.

Good guy, the stone was corroded by the black mist before it fell into the sea.

This completely dispelled He Chan's idea of ​​fleeing to sea.

Forget it, look elsewhere.

He Chan was just about to leave.

Suddenly, he heard a deep and thick dragon chant coming from the sea behind him.

He paused slightly and subconsciously turned around.

Then, He Chan saw a giant dragon that was corroded by the black mist, with only bones remaining in most of its body, circling and turning in pain in the black mist.

Could this be Chris's silly dragon?

He Chan couldn't believe it, until he saw that even in this situation, the giant dragon was protecting the ice coffin under his neck, He Chan couldn't help it.

He rushed over, stopped on the shore, and shouted Chris' name loudly.

It's not that he can't go in, but he can't.He has already discovered that this black mist not only has the ability to corrode, but also affects the sense of direction of every creature that steps in.

Just like Chris now, he can see himself as long as he looks up, but every time he misses it.

He Chan can only hope that his voice will not be affected.

I don't know if his prayer worked, but for a moment, He Chan seemed to notice that Chris looked up at himself.

Then, Chris's body struggling in the black mist suddenly rolled over, and in the next second, as if he had found the right direction, he rushed straight towards He Chan's direction.

Seeing that his shouting was effective, He Chan was startled by Chris' excited appearance, then ignored the strangeness in his heart and continued to call his name loudly.

"Roar--"

Finally, Chris successfully passed through the black mist. When he saw He Chan standing on the shore and waving at him, he jumped up excitedly without even thinking about it.

Fortunately, he didn't forget to turn back into a human body.

However, due to his sudden impact, he did not control the strength well, so that he directly overturned He Chan and pressed him to the ground.

"Wow~" Chris rubbed his face against He Chan aggrievedly, writhing back and forth on He Chan like a big dog.

He Chan wanted to scold him several times, but he held back as soon as his eyes touched the bleeding wound on his body.

"Little dragon man~" Chris rubbed his hands, feeling uncomfortable. He propped up his body, looked at He Chan, and thought his little dragon man was so pretty.

How come I didn't realize that He Chan is so good-looking before?

He Chan felt that something was wrong with Chris, and when he noticed a change somewhere in him, his face instantly turned green.

Seeing Chris staring at him obsessively at this moment, He Chan's scalp was numb, and he had the illusion that he was being targeted by prey.

"Pa——" He Chan slapped him on the face. Facing Chris' bewildered eyes, He Chan felt guilty for a few seconds, and then said confidently, "Are you awake?"

Chris said in a daze, "I've always been sober."

"Get off me when you wake up." He Chan said with a straight face.

He was quite bluffing like this, and Chris really got up honestly.

When He Chan stood up again and looked at Chris, he realized that the dragon had not only grown up and matured for a few days, but also became more handsome.Especially the pair of black dragon horns on the top of his head that are difficult to ignore, giving him a wild beauty of alien race.

Alas, it seems that the predecessor was really an apprentice based on his appearance.

"Little Dragon Man?" Chris noticed that He Chan was looking at him, subconsciously puffed up his chest, and let him appreciate it.

"Cough!" Seeing his cooperation, He Chan looked away in embarrassment, pointed to the ice coffin thrown by him on the ground, and asked in confusion, "Why are you carrying it?"

Chris moved his shoulders, thinking that he felt something was missing. When He Chan asked, he hurried over, took the ice coffin and continued to carry it behind his back, thinking: "It contains the memories of me and the little dragon man." , I will never forget what the little dragons have done to me."

Facing Chris's bright and innocent eyes, He Chan didn't say anything.

"And I plan to lie in it when we die in the future, and then find a place to bury. I guarantee that no one will dig it."

He Chan: ...

I don't want to die, thank you.

He Chan didn't know what to say at all.He finally found out that Chris has only grown in stature, but his brain has not grown much, just like He Jiao back then, thinking about it is always coming out.

"Wuwuwu~ Xiaolongren, when you died, my heart hurt so much. I went to avenge you, but I couldn't beat that guy. If he hadn't told me later that you didn't die, I, I would almost have died you go."

With a sad face, Chris reached out for a hug.

He Chan twitched, and stepped forward to comfort him perfunctorily.Unexpectedly, after this hug, Chris started to rub again.

"I feel terrible."

He Chan's face darkened and he wanted to push him away, but Chris seemed to have planned it for a long time at this moment, and would not let go of anything.

"You let me rub, I don't do anything." Chris said pitifully.

"It's comfortable."

He Chan: "...I'm not feeling well."

"Then bear with it, I'll be fine soon."

He Chan:? ? ?

Are you speaking human words?