Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Outside Changhuan Valley, Shu Tianyi fell into silence ever since he learned from Yuzhiling that Xiao Changli killed the "Day of Heaven" in Guixu Mountain.

He avoided the eyes of Tiandao, witnessed the restart of the lower realm, and even witnessed the fall of the falling sword, and knew the unknown past of thousands of years.

But it was only just now that Xiao Changli wanted to kill Tiandao.

Ye Zhilan and the others didn't give Shu Tianyi time to digest, they all asked why the lower realm reopened and what happened in the last life.

Shu Tianyi doesn't mind helping everyone to answer, many secrets have been hidden in his heart for too long, the world in front of him is surrounded by layers of mist, the more he knows, the thicker the mist, and Tang Huan is standing in the mist , Disappeared before his eyes bit by bit.

For thousands of years, no one has talked about loneliness, and it finally broke out at the end of the tide. Shu Tianyi also hopes that someone can help him explain the truth of everything in the world.

Shu Tianyi glanced at the Changhuan Palace looming under the clouds and mists, and then turned his gaze to the Tianjiao of the lower realm who had lived with him for two lifetimes around him, and asked softly: "Everyone, have you ever thought that since no one in the lower realm has ever ascended to Taoism, the people in the upper realm are Where did it come from?"

A light and fluffy sentence instantly plunged Fang Yuan into dead silence.

Yes…

No one in the lower realm ascends, so how can there be immortals in the upper realm?

But according to what the falling sword spirit said, there are certainly many true immortals in the upper realm, and no one ascends in the lower realm, so where do the true immortals come from?

Shu Tianyi stopped talking to those people who were shocked and dazed, and everything he had experienced in the past thousand years was narrated from his mouth.

The immortals in the upper realm are of course from the lower realm, but they were not born in the same era as them.

Those immortals all came from the past era of the lower realm, and they were all chosen by the heavens in various eras.

Every era will only give birth to one Son of Destiny, once the Son of Destiny ascends to immortality, the curtain of the current era will come to an end, the lower realm will be closed, and the world will be vast, and all ways will be unified.

On the day of reopening, the traces of the old era have been erased, and a new era has officially arrived.

It can be said that there are as many immortals in the upper realm as there are eras in the lower realm.

Hearing this, Ji Yao couldn't help interrupting: "You said the lower realm is closed... what about people from the past era? What about people other than the man of destiny???"

Shu Tianyi looked at him, his black eyes were horribly hollow.

"Naturally, it has been eliminated by the times."

"There are only two protagonists in the era. One is the son of destiny chosen by heaven, and the other is the son of the devil who destroyed the era. Do you think that Yan Fei's birth was just accidental? No... everything was inevitable from the beginning. The Son of Heaven is nothing more than a tool used by the Dao of Heaven to clean up the lower realm."

The Son of Destiny ascends, and the Son of Man and Devil destroys the world. This is the ending ceremony of each era.

"It is not because of the birth of the son of the devil that the lower realm will be destroyed. It is precisely because the lower realm must perish that the son of the devil will be born!"

Ye Zhilan's voice unknowingly became difficult: "So today all ethnic groups came to crusade against Yan Fei..."

Shu Tianyi smiled contemptuously: "It's just self-destruction, but the time has not yet come, and this era has not yet come to an end."

Ye Zhilan: "It's not time yet?"

Shu Tianyi: "The lifespan of an era is about 1000 years, and there should be about ten years left before the millennium."

Xie Xuan's face was ugly: "You mean, after ten years, no matter whether there are people in the lower realm ascending, everyone in this era will be wiped out by heaven?"

"Yes." Shu Tianyi's tone was calm and determined. He paused for a moment and added, "Unless Xiao Changli finds a way to restart this era at the same end as the last tide, then everything will start from the beginning."

Ye Zhilan asked: "Start from the beginning... When is the beginning?"

Hearing this, Shu Tianyi's eyes were a little dazed, he seemed to recall some memory, and he opened his mouth after a long time.

"In this era, there has always been a rumor that those who win the Skyfall Sword can ascend to the sky. The rumor has been circulating for thousands of years. There are thousands of races in the lower world, and no one has witnessed the fall of the Skyfall Sword."

Li Heng, the strongest monk in the lower world today, is only over 500 years old, and those ancient races with mysterious whereabouts are said to be no more than [-] years old. Naturally, the world cannot witness the scene that is thousands of years away.

"Except for me." Shu Tianyi said, he was the only one in this world who escaped the eyes of Heaven, dragged the remnant body of his soul through the destruction of all things, and witnessed the rebirth of the era with his own eyes.

When the light penetrated the dark lower realm, he opened his eyes, and saw a colorful long sword flying down from the clouds, the light of the sword piercing through the sky and the earth.

"Because the day when the falling sword fell, it was the beginning of this era."

……

The reason why Shu Tianyi climbed to the top of the gold list is because he has practiced for 1000 years more than everyone else, so he said to Xie Xuan: You are the real genius of this era.

He didn't follow the way of heaven, he didn't rely on the sword spirit, and he got to where he is today entirely by himself. Once Yu Chuyang falls, Xie Xuan may be the next son of destiny.

After knowing the rules of the Dao of Heaven in the lower realm, Ji Yao and others suddenly understood what Xiao Changli did. No wonder he killed "Dao Tian" in Guixu Mountain.

Ye Zhilan asked Shu Tianyi what happened in his last life, but Shu Tianyi himself didn't know what happened.

In the last millennium in his memory, Tang Huan died very early, on the night Yan Fei stepped into Changhuan Palace, and Changhuan Palace was also destroyed by Xiao Changli that night, and no one in the huge palace was spared.

Among the Eighteen Caves, only he was lucky enough to transform into a ghost cultivator after his death. Later, in order to avenge Tang Huan, he chased and killed Yan Fei for ten years, but because of his lack of strength, he almost lost his soul several times.

During those ten years, there was no Tang Huan in the lower realm, and Xiao Changli was also missing. The only protagonists in the era were the Son of Destiny and the Son of Demon.

Until the end of the era was approaching, the Son of Destiny, who had gathered all the seven sword spirits, was about to ascend, and was thrown into the lower world. The son of the devil finally destroyed the world, and the power of self-explosion almost killed all living things in the world.

When Yan Fei's body died and his dao disappeared, all the dust settled, and only the aura of Yu Chuyang and others remained in the world.

…so far, the era seems to be over.

But just when Shu Tianyi thought that Yu Chuyang was about to ascend to the upper realm, an accident happened. The evil spirit suddenly pulled away from his sword, and then turned into Xiao Changli in an instant, killing Yu Chuyang and others in an instant!

With the death of the last soul in the lower realm, there was a piercing roar in the sky. The sound was like a thunderbolt and more like a tiger roaring. It was like countless immortals and Buddhas being enraged the next day, and thousands of ghosts were howling mournfully.

The strong wind was howling, and the fire clouds in the sky rolled up waves, one after another, the waves hit the sea of ​​consciousness, and the waves rushed towards Xiao Changli in the sea of ​​corpses.

At the same time, the sky suddenly tore open a huge chaotic mouth, and everything in the world was gradually swallowed by the huge mouth, until there was only a long sword standing sideways in the chaotic world.

Before the lower realm was engulfed by darkness, the sword seemed to have noticed the existence of this ghost. At that time, Shu Tianyi clearly felt the murderous intent, but somehow the murderous intent dissipated again.

This is what Shu Tianyi experienced in the previous life. The sun rose again in the current world, the falling sword fell from the upper world, and everything has returned to the starting point.

However, not only did he remember everything about the past, Xiao Changli also remembered that Xiao Changli only found him more than 100 years after the restart of the lower realm, but he didn't come to kill him.

Xiao Changli seemed to be planning something again, and ordered him to appear in front of Tang Huan at the time when he appeared in the previous life. Before that, he could not step into Guiling Valley, otherwise he would be dead.

Guiling Valley at that time is now Changhuan Valley.

It is said that because some monks discovered that the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth seems to be gathering in the valley at an extremely slow speed, so the people at that time called it Guiling Valley.

As for Changhuan Valley, that was the name that Xiao Changli later changed without authorization, and it was passed on to the world through Baixiao Pavilion's Fengyun Monthly Report.

"I thought he reopened the lower realm to save the Palace Master, but I didn't expect him to let Yan Fei come to Changhuan Palace again!"

Shu Tianyi's eyebrows and eyes were full of anger, and he was gnashing his teeth when he spoke: "He clearly knew that the Palace Master died at the hands of Yan Fei in the last life, why did he let him die!"

This is a question that Shu Tianyi has never been able to figure out. When he was in Changhuan Palace, he wanted to kill Yan Fei several times, but Xiao Changli secretly stopped him. Changhuan Palace is the territory of evil spirits. Can't escape his eyes.

No one else could answer his question. After hearing what Shu Tianyi said about his last life, several people were in a daze.

Ye Zhilan was the first to force himself to accept the truth from Shu Tianyi's mouth, and took out the pen with trembling fingers to predict Tang Huan's future.

The picture predicted by the World Breaking Pen will happen within a year, and there are still ten years before the end of life in the lower realm. It stands to reason that he can draw the scene within a year.

But as soon as the tip of the pen fell into the void, there was a click in the hand.

A well-known magic weapon broke so abruptly.

Ye Zhilan stared blankly at the brush in his hand that broke into two pieces, and then his complexion turned gray visibly to the naked eye.

Just when the few people didn't understand why, he suddenly murmured to Shu Tianyi: "It's not been ten years..."

"Whether it's Yan Fei's actions or the changing times, Tang Huan doesn't have a year left in his future."

……

While Changhuan Valley was being explored wantonly by countless monks, the disciples in the palace were trying their best to protect the peace of Changhuan Palace.

Due to Tang Huan's last sentence of deterrence, no one dared to approach the area of ​​Changhuan Palace for the time being. However, as time passed and powerful people from the lower world came to Changhuan Valley day by day, Changhuan Palace would sooner or later become noisy.

When Tang Huan escaped back to Wuhuan Cave Mansion, Yan Fei had already been waiting for a long time.

Sensing Tang Huan's aura, Fear and Love happily ran out to greet him, but Yan Fei only used his spiritual sense to investigate the coming person, and after making sure he was not injured, he lazily leaned back on the bedside.

"Why is the palace master alone, where is Xiao Changli?" Yan Fei flipped through the pages of the story book in her hand, and the content of the story book was the love and hatred between the palace master of Changhuan Palace and the right guardian.

On the page where he stayed, the Changhuan Palace fell, and the entire army of disciples in the palace was wiped out, leaving only the right protector, and the right protector resolutely protected the palace master behind him without hesitating to make enemies of all the people in the lower realm.

Until this time, the Lord of the Obscene Demon Palace finally realized that there are thousands of beauties in the world, and only the Right Protector is always by his side.

Yan Fei indifferently finished reading the plot on the page, and did not continue to turn the page backwards. A ray of black and red flames sprang from the palm of his hand, and the script was instantly burned to ashes.

Tang Huan's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the cave, and he walked into the cave in silence after a long time.

He walked to the bed and reached out to touch Yan Fei's face. Feeling the warm touch of his fingertips, his misty eyes gradually flooded with emotion.

Yan Fei didn't pay attention to his actions, and said with emotion: "The last time I read the scriptures of the Palace Master was three years ago in Diancang Mountain. I read it with great interest, but now I can't even read a single word."

Tang Huan let out a "hmm", and his voice was a little vague: "Because there is not much related to you, you have never liked to watch it."

Yan Fei faintly felt that there was something weird about these words, and looked at Tang Huan inquiringly, and seeing his indifferent expression, an indescribable irritability surged in her heart.

It's just the time of sleeping, how can it be different from the past?

Or... this is the original appearance of the owner of Changhuan Palace.

At this time, Tang Huan not only carried the familiar fragrance of Changhuan, but also the coolness from the Xuanbing Cave had not yet dissipated.

The two stood and sat one by one, the atmosphere was hardly stiff, but the sword spirit on the side was inexplicably afraid to breathe loudly.

"What are you doing?" Yan Fei asked suddenly, following his movements, "Hand, what do you want to do?"

Tang Huan's movements froze, and his snow-white cheeks turned slightly red, "It's just...to touch."

"Just touching?"

"..."

Tang Huan hesitated for a while, then seemed to have made up his mind, suddenly leaned over and hugged Yan Fei, buried his face deep into his neck and sighed contentedly.

Yan Fei didn't move at the same place: "What is this for?"

Tang Huan: "Hug."

Tang Huan in the past was so teased that he would have immediately backed away in shame, and might even make a few hard-spoken sophistry, but today he hugged him even tighter, and even rubbed his cheek against Yan Fei's neck affectionately.

Tang Huan himself didn't realize how seductive and seductive this action was, so that the sword spirits who were watching were covered their eyes with red balls.

"Yan Fei..."

The greasy voice lingered in my ears.

Yan Fei's ears were burning hot from the warm breath. He knew that something was wrong, but his thoughts were always disturbed by the strong fragrance of Chang Huan. When he realized it, he had already hugged him into his arms.

He said: "If you don't hand me over, the entire Changhuan Palace will be buried with you. It's too late to regret it now."

Tang Huan said sullenly, "It's too late."

Yan Fei: "Huh?"

Tang Huan stepped back and looked over. There was not only a faint smile in those clear black eyes, but also some uncontrollable watery glints: "You bastard...you never gave me a chance to regret it."

Without waiting for Yan Fei to think about the meaning of the words, Tang Huan blocked his mouth, tasted the kisses, and said calmly: "It will take at least three days for all the ethnic groups to gather together. After I settle down the rest of the palace, I will help you break through the distractions." .”

Yan Fei's attention was still on his lips: "How can I break through the distraction within three days in the mid-Yuanying period? What's more, even if I am in the distraction state, it is difficult for me to parry countless strong people."

"After being distracted, the body and soul can be separated, and the sea of ​​consciousness can be transformed into a form. Even if the body is destroyed, the sea of ​​consciousness can be reborn."

Yan Fei finally came back to his senses and motioned Tang Huan to continue, but Tang Huan smiled softly, leaned over, and kissed him again to distract him.

It's just that it wasn't the touch on his lips that made Yan Fei lose his mind this time, but the words that Tang Huan quietly left in his ear before leaving.

"It's actually very easy to break through distraction within three days, because the real secret method of double cultivation... I remembered it."