After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Xie Wuya and Linyuan's Asura field...

33 above the sky.

When Jiuqu followed Linyuan back to the Heavenly Court, he already knew that the god was seriously injured.

But he was very curious, how could the unique deity in charge of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas be injured in this world?

Who can hurt him.

But who is he?

The second generation of immortals in the fairy world.

It's okay to sneak through the books, look through the old red line records, check the command department, and other such dude behaviors, he is a habitual offender.

Ordinary people would not be able to hurt him when sitting in the position of Linyuan.

What else could have hurt him?

Because voluntary.

Jiuqu knocked on Yuelao's desk with a fan: "Old man, show me the marriage book."

"Private inspection is not allowed according to the regulations of the heavens."

"Bada" a small wine jug rolled on the table twice.

The wine is fragrant and mellow, and it floats thousands of miles away.

It was Jiuqu who went to the Yaozu this time and took a trip to the Qingqiu Fox Clan. The Qingqiu Fox Clan is the best at brewing wine.

The old man likes to drink too much.

Seeing Yuelao stabbingly, he took the little flagon into his arms, and threw a fluorescent light casually, and the whole old man fell on the reclining chair with the flagon in his arms.

"I'm drunk, no one bother me."

Jiuqu caught the silver light with a smile and spread it out between his palms.

Dots of fluorescent light gradually converged into countless heavenly script characters, and those who peeked focused on searching for Linyuan's name.

This bit of fluorescence is different from the marriage book.

This is part of the Sansheng Stone.

Because the people who go to heaven are all gods and immortals, the marriage books of nature and the world are different, and the marriages of the immortals are all engraved on the three-life stone.

It's just that there is no indication on the Sansheng Stone who is destined to have a relationship with whom, but you can check all the peach blossoms in a person's past.

This is the hang up.

Jiuqu unceremoniously clicked on the booklet belonging to Linyuan.

The words Yan Zizhi came into view.

Jiuqu chewed these three words repeatedly in his mouth, which seemed to be very familiar.

Has he ever seen these three characters in the pavilion in Linyuan's courtyard where he was his dead wife?

Linyuan's deceased wife was named Yan Zizhi.

Is that the story of Linyuan and his dead wife?

Wait a minute, the figure and the color of the clothes shown in the brochure are exactly the same as the Yaozu princess I saw in Yaozu.

Jiuqu is actually a romantic person, but his romanticism is only on the surface. What he likes is to appreciate all kinds of beauties in the world. Just looking at them is very pleasing to the eye.

Merry but not frivolous.

So regarding the figure of the Yaozu princess, he could almost recognize at a glance that it was exactly the same as this Yan Zizhi.

This matter can be played big.

No wonder the God Venerable was distracted when he came down to the mortal world for the first time, and when he saw the Yaozu princess, he went up and kissed him hard. The feeling is that the old lover of the God Venerable in the world did not die at all, and married to the Yaozu?

This is an earth-shattering gossip.

Jiuqu recalled what he saw in Xiang Jiurong's house.

The concubine of Yaozu lay unconscious on the bed with blood all over her body, and Xiang Jiurong's expression was unkind, as if she was full of hatred for the god.

This……

Could it be that the gods brewed the concubine's sauce, and then forced Xiang Jiurong to hurt Linyuan together with the concubine?

It would be better not to know the truth of the matter.

Beads of sweat rolled down the face of Jiuqu who knew the truth.

That's it.

The left and right are also his gods in the heavenly court. If he really hurt the princess of the demon clan and did something regrettable on the spur of the moment, wouldn't he still have to bear this responsibility in the heavenly court?

Jiuqu decided to talk to Linyuan in person.

Before leaving, he glanced at Yue Lao's face again, and found that this old man who was greedy for alcohol was really pretending to be asleep.

So his small fan tapped lightly on the Three Lives Stone, and his name appeared inadvertently.

After the word Jiuqu Xianjun, the word Yan Zizhi is not followed like Linyuan, but a black and not autumnal thing is drawn with a strange cinnabar brush.

The thing looked like a bird, and slightly fatter.

Jiuqu: "??"

After all, he is also the prince of the heaven, so the official consort is just a black bird, right?

It's a bit of a loss of face.

This Sanshengshi booklet must have been used by the old man Yue to tease himself.

After hurriedly erasing the Sansheng Stone, Jiuqu appeared in Linyuan Palace in a flash.

The black palace is half hidden and half hidden in the white clouds, which makes people feel solemn and solemn.

Just pushing open the door of the main hall and walking in, the strong smell of blood in the main hall made Jiuqu couldn't help covering his nose.

The whole room was filled with blood, but the pavilion that Linyuan made for Yan Zizhi originally erected in the southeast corner had disappeared.

Probably because he knew that his beloved wife was not dead, so he removed the barrier.

"Why are you bothering? Maybe your wife was reincarnated and became someone else's princess. How can a majestic deity go to the heavens to do such a thing?"

Jiuqu walked into the house while rambling and shaking his fan.

Lin Yuan seems to have shed a lot of blood. The blood belonging to the gods does not flow on the ground like in the mortal world, but is suspended in the air drop by drop, as if covered with a layer of red mist.

Lin Yuan's face could not be seen clearly because of the haze.

Lin Yuan could only be seen sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall, even though the whole body was surrounded by the big and small Zhou Tian leading the divine power running, but he still couldn't stop the blood mist from his chest.

"I said, even if you want to take advantage of it, you should discuss it with me and let me come up with a plan for you. It won't be like you are now."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Jiuqu closed his fan and hurriedly walked to Linyuan's side.

"Why do you only have half a heart left? Thanks to you being a god, if you were an ordinary immortal, the immortal energy would have dissipated and turned into ashes by now!"

There was no trace of blood on Lin Yuan's pale face.

He is different from Xie Wuya after all.

Xie Wuya ascended as a demon god to rule over thousands of demons, and he himself is also the body of a demon clan.

So even if you throw away half of the demon pill and give it to Changhen as your heart, you can still live, but you will lose most of your mana.

But Linyuan is different.

Lin Yuan has long been reshaped by the eternal hatred, and his body has been added to the bones. Even if he is the reincarnation of Xie Wuya, he only has the same heart of a demon god as Xie Wuya.

Without Xie Wuya's demon body.

Losing half of his heart, the pain he endured will far exceed that of Xie Wuya.

If it wasn't for... I still hoped to meet Yan Zizhi again.

Lin Yuan might have dedicated his whole heart at that time, and immediately lost his soul and fell into reincarnation forever.

But this point is different from Xie Wuya's, but it makes him very satisfied.

He is not Xie Wuya after all.

Fortunately, he is not Xie Wuya.

Xie Wuya and Changhen couldn't be together until the end.

If it wasn't for Xie Wuya, he might still have a chance, and he could silently guard that person.

Lin Yuan doesn't even have the strength to speak now.

He didn't need to be reminded by Jiuqu, he could also feel that the divine power in his body was dissipating.

He is different from Xie Wuya, so after losing half of his heart, he may only be able to last for a few days, and eventually he will die.

"Okay, I won't pursue the matter of you stealing and plundering with you. We finally got a god in the heaven, and you disappeared in less than a hundred years. It hurt my face in the heaven. This wave I have to help you carry it down, you have to be grateful to me, and don't be so fierce to me in the future."

Jiuqu thought about it in his mind.

There are countless treasures in the heavenly court, but there is none that can replace the heart of the god.

If it was so easy, how could that Yan Zizhi need the god to save him.

But fortunately standing in front of Linyuan was Jiuqu.

There is no other treasure in Jiuqu, but a wide network of people.

He and Xie Wuya were close friends, they were both the leaders of the demon tribe, they grew up together since they were young, it was only after Xie Wuya went down to the mortal world that they separated.

So he knows everything about Xie Wuya very well.

And everything about Xie Wuya includes Xie Wuya's past and the mirror of the world.

"Where's your broken mirror?"

Lin Yuan didn't know what Jiuqu was looking for for the World-Tracing Mirror. When the World-Tracing Mirror was broken, he put the World-Tracing Mirror together with Yan Zizhi's tomb and spirit tablet.

Now that the enchantment has been withdrawn, a Magical Artifact is quietly lying on the southeast corner.

Jiuqu didn't have time to explain too much, and within two moments of going back and forth, he brought back the broken mirror of the world.

"Good thing, it's really a karma cycle. Fortunately, it wasn't fused into another magic weapon just because the mirror was broken."

Jiuqu weighed the Shishi mirror twice in his hand, intercepted some blood belonging to Linyuan from the air, and slowly dripped it into the Shishi mirror drop by drop.

The bright red blood seeped into the depths of the mirror along the cracks on the mirror surface, as if repairing the cracks bit by bit, gradually filling up all the winding places.

The World Tracing Mirror, which was originally a divine tool, now looks a little hideous and very strange.

"Do you know why Everlasting Sorrow put together all Xie Wuya's demon pills, but failed to revive Xie Wuya in the end, but gave birth to you instead?"

"In fact, he knows in his heart that Xie Wuya is dead, his soul is gone, and he will never be able to come back to life, so he used Xie Wuya's demon pill and his own fairy bone to reshape you, just to commemorate their relationship. It's just feelings."

"It can be said that you are the reincarnation of Xie Wuya, or you are a brand new individual. In short, you only have the heart of a demon god, but you don't have any other abilities of Xie Wuya."

Jiuqu paused for a moment, and turned the world-retrospecting mirror in his hand around, so that the mirror faced Linyuan.

A face that belonged to both Lin Yuan and Xie Wuya was reflected in the broken mirror.

"The reason why Xie Wuya cannot be reincarnated is because his spirit remains in the mirror forever."

If the retrospective mirror is not broken, Xie Wuya's three souls and seven souls will be trapped in it forever, unable to break free.

Therefore, it is impossible for Everlasting Regret to revive Xie Wuya, and he would rather accompany Xie Wuya to dissipate between heaven and earth.

Because at that time, once the World Tracing Mirror was shattered, it meant that he couldn't control the realm of innocence, and couldn't control Xiao Wang.

In order to prevent Xiao Huang from causing harm to the world, Chang Hen chooses to sacrifice his own life and that of Xie Wuya, and completely seals Xiao Huang away.

It's just that he didn't expect Xiao Wang to be so good at calculating that he would make such a big show out of long-term hatred.

Before coming here, Jiuqu had made the relationship between the four of them very clear.

Lan Yin and Xu Guo cannot escape the control of the Heavenly Court.

Everything that exists has a reason.

When the broken retrospective mirror saw Lin Yuan's face, there was a faint black mist rising from the mirror.

It seems that Xie Wuya's soul trapped in the mirror had an inspiration with Linyuan.

Now that the mirror is broken, it can no longer trap Xie Wuya's spirit.

Lin Yuan and the person in the mirror looked at each other.

It was clearly the same face, but he could see a different expression from the face in the mirror.

Hundreds of years have passed, separated by the heavenly moat between immortals and demons.

Lin Yuan finally met Xie Wuya in this way.

"The soul of Xie Wuya left in the mirror can repair the cracks in the heart of the demon god. You only have this chance to let Xie Wuya's soul enter your heart."

Jiuqu didn't say the rest.

Because he didn't think it was necessary.

Lin Yuan already understood what he meant.

Xie Wuya's divine soul entered Linyuan's heart, and the heart of the demon god that originally belonged to Xie Wuya could be compensated.

Although it is not enough to return the other half of the heart, it is enough to stabilize Lin Yuan's soul so that it will not dissipate between heaven and earth.

but.

This is a very risky move.

Because Xie Wuya's soul is almost as powerful as Lin Yuan's.

If Xie Wuya wants to take back Linyuan's body and let the demon god descend into the world again...

Jiuqu doesn't know, who will win in the end?

But if he didn't gamble, Lin Yuan would be completely hopeless.

In fact, Xie Wuya and Linyuan, whoever loses and who wins, is no different for Shang Tianting.

They are also the gods, so what does it matter who is the god?

Although Jiuqu and Xie Wuya are relatively close, what he hopes from the bottom of his heart is to let Linyuan stay in the end.

Not for anything else, just because Xie Wuya is a lunatic.

If Xie Wuya wins, there will be no eternal hatred in the Three Realms.

Then with Xie Wuya's crazy temperament, it is not impossible for the demon god to destroy the world again.

"Go, this is your fate, and it is also Yan Zizhi's fate..."

The world-retrospecting mirror is gradually shrouded in black aura, and the blood color belonging to Linyuan is gradually intertwined with the black, forming an extremely weird picture.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, and entered a Xumi space with the spirit in the mirror.

A black figure stood in the midst of the water and the sky, facing the wind, looking at Lin Yuan coldly.

"I am the demon god Xie Wuya..."

The author says:

Yan Zizhi: Fight!Fight!I don't want to choose one or the other, can I have both? ?

Lin Yuan: Say it again?

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