[Golden Light] Tianlong Yin

"My lord, Kaiming, do you know what Zhu Jiuming is going to do?"

Under the suppression of Xieyan, Shi Yanwen was still unable to move, he looked at the young master Kaiming.

"...Young master is enlightened?"

He was surprised to see Young Master Kaiming with his head down, a tear rolling down the soil.

Only see the distant sky -

The situation in the world changed drastically, and something happened inside the Fuxi Abyss. The air flow burst, rolling up countless earth and rocks and blasting outwards. It was like a natural disaster for a while.

A silver-white dragon, clutching a scarlet ghost magic knife, jumped up from it and rushed to the sky.

In the sky, a few dragon shadows flickered among the clouds, and suddenly, golden rays of light exploded from them, like a bright sun rising, shining golden light on the surrounding fields, dissipating all the shadows.

The effect of the evil eye also disappeared at this time, and the power that imprisoned everyone faded away. Shi Yanwen stood up, just in time to catch a person who seemed to be thrown down by the little silver dragon.

"Jingzhong, are you alright? What happened?" Shi Yanwen asked concerned.

Qiao Rulai helped his father to the ground, but shook his head, then looked up to the sky with a sad look in his eyes.

"I'm fine. Yingluo... Well, Zhu Jiuming is going to sacrifice herself and use her thousand-year-old Buddha power to make up for the lost earth energy in the Nine Realms."

Even he, when he saw Zhu Jiuming break into the hinterland of Fuxi's abyss, he was not sure what she was going to do. It wasn't until this time that he saw the huge and exquisite Buddha's power explode with his own eyes, that he understood what Little Zhulong was going to do. What.

In the sky, countless shiny fragments floated down, refracting dots of shining brilliance in the golden light.This is the three-thousand spirit-gathering vessel decorated with wreaths on Zhu Jiuming's body, because the Buddha's energy was aroused to burst and the containers of these spiritual powers also shattered.

Young Master Kaiming walked slowly to their side, raised his head, and looked at the scene.

"No, you're wrong," he said.

Qiao Ru looked at him.

"What she wants to do is not to mend the earth's qi...or, it's not just to mend the earth's qi." Young Master Kaiming said, "The candle dragon is the dragon in charge of the law of time. Controlling time is her real ability and talent. As the queen of the Nine Realms, this ability is not tolerated by the new laws of heaven and earth, so every time she uses the power of time to save people, it will consume the Buddha energy in the spirit gathering device that helps her fight against the laws of heaven and earth, and also weaken her for a while Time, and only by replenishing her with the Buddha energy consumed in the spirit gathering device can her condition be alleviated."

"If she still wants to live a good life, she can't overuse her talent. After she once resurrected the entire Shura Kingdom army, I understand..."

Young Master Kaiming closed his eyes, did not say the next words, but let out a vague sigh——

"The power of time has always been used by her to save people."

In the distant sky, where dragons sing and sing, time is forcibly reversed.

The thousand-year torrent of time stopped in front of the young dragon, and then forcibly flowed backwards.

Like the white keel of a mountain range, covered with fleshy scales and feathers again, the once unique Candle Dragon in the world is reborn in the world.

The incomparably magnificent golden-red dragon soared into the sky.

The claws of the giant dragon that can cover a small mountain spread out, and the center of the claws protected the silver young dragon in the air.

The silver dragon turned back into the appearance of a human child, and fell slowly, landing in the palm of the giant dragon.

The child's golden eyes opened, and in an instant, tears that no longer had to be restrained quietly slipped down.

"Dad."

He stretched out his hand and hugged the child who had been parted for thousands of years. The child hugged his neck, and tears fell silently in the intertwined blond hair.

Dad, do you know?I have many, many things I want to tell you.

I want to tell the story of plum blossoms that year, and I want to tell you that when spring comes next year, I want to go see the flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains with you again.

I want to tell you about the beautiful and strange scenery of the sea. I want to tell you how much I miss those years when I was young. At that time, you took me to many places. Although I was still sick at that time, those places Those scenes are the most beautiful in my memory.I want to tell you that I still want to go to many, many places with you. I want to go to see the beautiful coral flowers in the sea with you. I also want to go to many, many places that I have never been to, and many, many places that I have never seen before. scenery.We can go to see the clouds of Yu Kingdom together, and see the scenery of the demon world that we have never been to. I want to ask you, are you willing to accompany me to travel through the nine worlds?

I want to tell you that although you have always said that the Shijie is our hometown, in fact, my hometown is not in the Shijie, nor in the Demon World or the Central Plains. There has always been only one place in my hometown, and that is where you are. place.

As long as I'm by your side, that's my home, and that's the place I've always wanted to go back to.

I want to tell you that just like my father has always protected me, I also want to protect my father.I want to tell my dad about the young me. Every time I look at your back, I want to make myself stronger, to keep up with your footsteps, and to heal your pain. Tired and sad.

I want to tell you that I always want to say sorry to you, because I can't be with you forever, because I will always leave you one day.I want my father not to be sad, but I was innocent when I was young and I didn't know that there is no way to stop that kind of sadness.

So I'm sorry, but in the end I'm going to leave you.Rather than living alone in this world, Ming'er hopes that the person who can live happily in this world is her father, because I already understand the feeling of loneliness, and because I don't want to experience that feeling again, so I'm sorry, let me This kind of pain is left to my father, can my father forgive Ming'er for such a selfish and self-righteous decision?

I also want to tell you how happy I have always been. Being able to be my father's child, being able to be born in this world, and being able to be accompanied by my father, Ming'er has always been very happy.I want to tell you that I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of what I've been facing so I don't panic about it, so I don't want Daddy to be sad about it either.

I want to tell you that those moments by your side are my little eternity.I want to say that no matter in the past, present or future, Minger will always exist in that period of time, living in that little eternity.

I want to tell you that what I look like now is all derived from what my father gave me.Not because of the teachings of the two masters, nor because of the spiritual influence of the Buddha Kingdom.I am who I am now all because of Daddy.I can love others because my father let me know the meaning of love. I can not harbor pain and resentment because I know that my father is there. I can love this world because my father once took me through this world.Because Dad has been trying to keep me alive, because you gave me life and love, so I can also give life and kindness to others.It was my father who taught me everything, let me know the meaning of life, and let me know that living is a happy thing.

So these words are intertwined in my heart, I want to say sorry to my father, and I also want to say thank you to my father.I want to tell you that I chose this path. I prevented the return of the beginning world, but this is my own choice. I still want to ask my father, can you... agree with me?

"Ming'er...you never have to say thank you or sorry to me."

Zhulong placed the child on a high stone, as cautiously as putting her on a throne, and he knelt in front of her, looked at her and said, "I agree with you. Ming'er, you have grown up, you have grown into a A person who can decide his own future, I agree with your will, you are still the child in my arms, but you are no longer just a child in my arms, you have become a better and better person, I have always ..." Zhulong couldn't control his voice and expression, so he stopped.

Zhu Jiuming stretched out his hand, close to his father's face, and wiped away the tears on that cheek. The tears were warm, and kept a very warm temperature in the palm of his hand.

Her golden eyes have been looking at him, ever since she saw him, her eyes have not moved away from her father, those golden eyes, tears are like silent streams.

She held her father's tears in the palm of her hand, clenched her fist on her heart, with a pious gesture.

"I love you, Daddy," she told him.

"Me too." Zhulong finally couldn't help but hugged her tightly again, "I've always been proud of you, child, and I love you too."

"Actually, a long time ago, I was thinking..." Zhu Jiuming's voice was already very soft. In her father's arms, she whispered softly, "I think, if one day I leave, I hope I can To die in my father's arms was the happiest death for me."

"so good……"

She slowly closed her eyes.

I'm just sorry...

I can bring you people of the same bloodline long ago, but I can no longer be by your side. I can take away the hostility of this world towards you, but I cannot take away your sorrow.

Daddy, let the little eternal me stay by your side forever...

Then, can you take me like that to see the scenery of the Nine Realms?

Seven giant dragons descended from the sky, landed on the ground, and turned into the appearance of seven people with abnormal eyes, one of them was the crime of hanging one's soul.

Seven people knelt down to Zhulong.

They saw that the king was on one knee on the ground, holding the little child in his arms, with his head and eyes lowered, silently.The plain white clothes stripped of all decorations showed only a small corner under the cover of the king's broad body.

Someone hesitated, and was about to speak, but Hanging Soul Sin stretched out his hand, blocking his rash action.

However, the next moment, it was still like a violent storm, which instantly sent seven other people flying, sweeping away everything around them.

The low howling of the wind is like the howling of a human voice that does not resemble a human voice.

There is still a group of heroes guarding the periphery of the Fuxi Abyss, but at this time, there are a few more people than before.

Xuanhu stroked Mo Kuang in his hand, and then returned it to Qiao Tathagata.

It's hard to imagine that just now, he was still one with Mo Kuang.

That was to defeat Emperor Yuanxie. They had to find a way to make Mo Kuang able to fight against the ghost sword. Therefore, Fei Cangsheng put forward a theory, that is to say—Xuanhu was originally a piece of indestructible iron in the devil world. Refining the shape and letting Xuanhu die with the sword will definitely raise Mo Kuang to the level that can destroy the ghost sword.

In the end, Xuanhu voluntarily died for the sword.

However, at this moment, Xuanhu, who had already merged with Mo Kuang, returned to their eyes.

"I saw that child." Xuanhu said.

"Zhu Jiuming... Yingluo?" Qiao Rulai asked.

Xuanhu nodded, "She...resurrected all the people who died because of Emperor Yuanxie." The taciturn Xuanhu couldn't express any more.

He never thought that when he was in the madness of Mo, he could still "meet" people.

The girl seemed surprised for a moment when she saw him.

"Xuanhu, why are you here? Are you dead too?"

Xuanhu said: "I am now an 'Mokuang'."

The child was silent, probably understanding what happened.

Xuanhu asked: "What do you mean I'm 'also' dead, why are you here?"

"This is not a place where normal human beings can come." The child said, "I am here because I broke some restrictions that should not be broken. If you do something against the sky, you will be punished. If you have something to give, you will have to give up. It's a fair thing, right?"

In fact, Xuanhu didn't quite understand what she was saying, so he remained silent.

"So what about you, did you sacrifice yourself voluntarily in order to defeat Emperor Yuanxie?"

Xuanhu said: "If the Nine Realms are destroyed, Chang Xin will no longer exist."

"Yes, for Chang Xin, you are willing to sacrifice yourself."

"Then what are you doing?"

"Me... In fact, people's motivations are basically similar. You are for Chang Xin. If only one of you and Chang Xin survives, you are willing to let her live, and I am similar."

"Won't you regret it?"

"Don't you regret it?"

"Even when I voluntarily die, I still want to live. Don't you want to live?"

"Life and death, I'm already tired of such questions. Xuanhu, when death comes, it's up to you whether you want it or not. I can choose my own death, and I didn't waste my life. Don't let yourself regret it, I think it's worth it."

"Okay, let's not discuss these esoteric questions. You have so many questions, you should save them and ask Qiao Rulai." At this moment, the problem baby felt the annoyance of being asked non-stop by the problem baby.

"Pretty Tathagata?" Xuanhu was puzzled.How could he still ask Qiao Tathagata?After all he is not...

But the child smiled and said, "Yes, Qiao Tathagata, and Chang Xin. Sister Chang Xin should still be waiting for you in Jinlei Village, right? There are many reasons in this world for you to go back, right? So..."

"Goodbye, Xuanhu, live well."

Thus, Xuanhu returned to the world.

"She said that since only the victim has the right to choose whether to forgive or not, then let all those who died for this come back to life and tell." Xuanhu relayed.

Pretty Tathagata helped the forehead.

He can almost imagine who Zhu Jiuming will bring back from the dead, and it is almost certain that it is not just the people who have died since the arrival of Emperor Yuanxie, such as the three Buddhist statues... He feels that if he goes to the Buddhist kingdom now, it will be about I can see these three.

He had to think about whether anyone had told the former Yingluo the "story" of the former Mo family's giant son and the underworld doctor Xinghuajun.

"Is this the rhythm of chaos in the world?" Young Master Kaiming obviously thought of the same thing and muttered to himself.

One of the instigators of the chaos in the world slowly walked out holding the second instigator.

The air was suddenly silent, and everyone was silent, silently watching the enemy of life and death walk past them with the child in their arms.

Emperor Yuanxie didn't stop walking, and didn't give them a look.

What broke the silence was a voice that was unfamiliar to everyone but the Emperor Yuan Xie was familiar with it.

"Zhu Jiuyin...friend."

A shadow that seemed very illusory, a thin Buddha man in white clothes holding a Bodhi Buddha beads, appeared beside Young Master Kaiming.

Emperor Yuanxie paused, "Do you think you won?" He didn't turn his head.

"This is not... a game." The Buddha looked sad, "It's not a chess game, how can we win or lose?"

Emperor Yuanxie turned his head slightly, but still did not turn his head completely, so he continued walking.

The Buddha's sigh turned into the wind behind him——

"My friend, let's go to Zhongshan for a try..."

The golden-red dragon rushed up to the sky, and a much smaller silver dragon lay on its back. With a flick of its tail, it headed towards Zhongshan and disappeared into the clouds.

The monk's phantom stared at the candle dragon flying away from the clouds for a long time.

"A big dream, what is true and what is false, ha."

"Ming'er, only when there is a second choice, is a choice called a choice, and a decision is called a decision. At that time, everything you do is your true self."

"Although I was taken aback, you...are still young."

"Maybe one day, somewhere in this world, you can be the brave men who stop the next person who wants to destroy this world."

The monk turned around, and the phantom disappeared in the hunting wind.

The only thing in the wind is his last few chants——

"This matter is often exposed in Shurangama, where the plum blossoms, snow and moon meet. A smile is empty forever. Feng Ou language, very different from the silver Han Hengtianyu. Butterfly dreaming of Nanhua Fang is vivid, who is the one who crosses Fengqianhu. Now forget the time and the way. When the mountains and rivers are at dusk, Tian Ya watches Hong Fei go."

It is:

The candle dragon spread its wings and soared into the sky, and the sky shook Kyushu.

Seeing the tiny grass in its first sprouting state, it's not like the wind of folding flowers.

I wish to see the heaven and the earth share the spring scenery, and I wish to see the mountains and rivers shine brightly.

I wish to see the fledgling wings of the chicks, and to hear the sound of the budding buds.

This body is as long as the heaven and the earth, and the life is the heavens, and the death is the same.

What a pity that in this life, all things are united, and the sparks fall to make new life.

Do this to repay the eternal calamity, and sing the long song of the sky and the dragon crossing the world.

The author has something to say:

I found that my writing skills are the same as Xiaochai's force value. It is linked to emotions.

So I shut myself back to the little black room and didn't come out until I finished writing this article.

Then it will be updated in one go~(^o^)/~

Hmm... Do you want to talk about this article again?In fact, I started writing this story a long time ago. It was probably before the end of the Eastern Emperor War Movie. At that time, I wrote Chapter 27. It was almost finished, and there was only one ending. However, at that time I forgot to be disturbed by anything, this ending is not finished, so I put it there.

In other words, if this article had not been sent out on a whim, this story might never have an end.

However, with you by my side, I finally finished writing this story, and it feels good.

When I was writing the ending of the story, it also reminded me a lot of my feelings of chasing the drama at that time, such as the episode of Xuanhu Sacrificial Sword. After thousands of years of death, just one candle dragon died. I feel like seeing giant pandas and snow leopards killing each other, but she still can't understand my grief...

In fact, the puppet show is really a small crowd. The only person around me who watched the puppet show was a colleague of my sister. This is the only Amway I sold, and she entered the pit because she looks good. She is Hokkien She doesn't watch it, she doesn't watch old dramas, she doesn't watch Golden Light either...

So I am quite self-entertaining watching puppet shows, and I am also writing this article. As a result, I can meet you because of this, and I feel that I am not alone, I feel very happy. ^_^

Please understand that the author disappeared for a while before, I hope this story will make you happy, then, we should also say goodbye, and see you again~