Linyuan Dengxian

At this moment, thick black clouds squeezed the top of Tianze Mountain, and it seemed as if it was about to fall down. Thunder was rolling, and a terrifying aura permeated from the Nine Heavens.

"This is...", Wuyou looked at the sky, frowned slightly, counting with his fingers.

"Little Heavenly Tribulation!", Jiang Ling jumped up in shock, nervously hid behind Wuyou, bit his finger and said, "I, I, am not ready yet? Isn't it clear that there are still 100 years? Why did you come down early? up?".

The sky was as dark as ink, with patches of dark clouds gathered, and a frightening thunderstorm was brewing. A purple thunder column piercing through the sky, as thick as an arm, shone fiercely. The lightning arc inside was choppy, and it suddenly slashed towards Gu Yuefeng!

Jiangling didn't understand, so he raised his head, his face was shocked, "How could it be Guyue Peak?! The fairy clearly has 200 years to go to the Little Heavenly Tribulation!".

The God of Heaven's Tribulation struck by lightning, as if the pain pierced the soul, tearing the body in half, the aura of Gu Yuefeng's existence suddenly became weak.

"The nine gods of thunder, the fairy can't bear it at all!" Jiang Ling said anxiously.

The thunder light was mixed, like a criss-crossing rice paddies, covering the sky, and then another purple thunder struck, as if the thunder resounded in the bottom of my heart, causing Jiang Ling to shrink back and pull Wuyou's sleeves, "Shenjun, save me!" Save her!".

"Tianze Mountain is full of fairy energy, and there are so many elixir and fairy fruits. In 300 years, can't she even escape the minor catastrophe?" Eyes, eyes as silent as an abyss.

Guyue Peak didn't even have a single wave of immortal power, the meridians seemed to be cruelly pulled out, running over the bones, and the severe pain swept through the whole body like a tide, this pain was far more painful than when it was ascended to the fairy world!

"Shenjun, the fairy's first time in the fairy world is that the fairy power is shallow. In the past 300 years, she has never practiced." Jiang Ling's eyes were red, and he shouted without thinking, "For 300 years, day after day, what she has done is Sitting in front of the cliff and waiting for you!"

The sound of thunder exploded like a flat ground, and the sky was shocked, and there was a ripple in Wuyou's dark eyes, she looked up at the thick clouds rolling, and a purple sky thunder struck Gu Yuefeng again.

Her breath is imperceptible.

Jiang Ling was in a hurry, turned into a ball of red flames, fled towards Guyue Peak, grasped Wuyou in the void, and pulled Jiang Ling back, "With your immortal power, going is also death!".

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and said, "You hate Xuanji because of her death, but what's wrong with her!

Even if it is wrong, you will fine her for 300 years!

Even if you refuse to forgive her mistakes, are you going to let her die? ! ".

With a sullen face, Wuyou threw Jiang Ling aside, and reprimanded, "Stay here honestly", after saying that, his figure shot towards Guyue Peak like lightning.

The sky is full of purple sky thunder, as if it has split every inch of the body. It turns out that the god thunder in this fairy world is much more powerful than the sky thunder received in the lower realm.

Qing Xu struggled to turn his head and tried his best to look towards Wangyou Pavilion. Even if he died, he could only hope to see her again.

She smiled miserably, and saw an ink shadow escaping from the Wangyou Pavilion, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and then, the divine thunder in front of her shone with a terrifying purple light in her ink-like eyes, she , no longer, powerless to resist.

Wuyou appeared next to her, stretched out her hand to grab the sky, and the remaining five purple divine thunders all entered her body, she let out a muffled groan, her face paled, and raised her hand with a streak of red flames straight into the sky. The air is clear.

Wuyou lowered his head, looked at the lifeless person on the ground, put his arms around her shoulders, and shook hands to feel the pulse, which was weak and almost imperceptible.

The face of the person in his arms was pale and bloodless, his lip was bitten and stained with blood, adding a different kind of beauty.

Her body trembled suddenly, her chest heaved, her eyes opened suddenly, she stretched out her hand, and firmly grasped Wuyou's skirt, looking directly into Wuyou's eyes, her lips pursed.

There are thousands of words, but I can't utter a single word, but my hands are so tight, so tight, I don't want to let go.

The lip she bit was broken, and after a while, Fang slowly closed her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, there was no sound, only her trembling lips leaked her pain and lamentation.

There is a full head of silver hair in the crook of the arms, like frost, snow, and moonlight. There is a broken strand on the sideburns, which is the place where it was cut off day by day.

What is cut off every day will not be born for ten thousand years.

Wuyou thought of the day of Nirvana, she stood in front of the sword, her silver hair was flying, and a tear fell on Zhuri sword.

Her fault, isn't it enough to punish her for 300 years?

Could it be that her fault must be wiped out in order to make up for it?

When Qingxu woke up, the familiar scenery came into view, she sat up slowly, her hands were empty, as if everything last night was illusory, only the bone-piercing pain all over her body reminded of the sequelae of the lightning strike by the Nine Heavens God.

Jiang Ling poked his head outside the door, opened his eyes and asked, "The fairy is awake",

Qingxu chuckled weakly, leaned against the head of the bed, and said softly, "Qing Ling, you are here."

Jiang Ling walked in, looked at her pale skin with a wrinkled face, took out a large box, opened it, and it was full of elixir and elixir, and said, "Shenjun asked me to send it."

Qing Xu was speechless.

"Shenjun said, if you are a person from Tianze Mountain, you can't even withstand a small divine thunder, and it would be embarrassing to spread it."

"Really?" Qingxu lowered her head and sighed softly, "So she didn't want to make Tianze Mountain a joke, so she came to save me."

Jiang Ling couldn't help but push all the elixir to her, persuading her, "Even if your celestial base is shallow, as long as you eat more, you will be powerful",

Qing Xu pushed the elixir to Jiang Ling again, "Then won't the little fairy take it?".

Jiang Ling smiled shyly, "Don't worry, I have enough to eat. These elixir and elixir are not the best, but they are enough to raise you to the rank of Shangxian",

"Thank you, little fairy", Qing Xu said softly, she was sitting on the couch with her hands on her knees, she tilted her head and looked out the window, there was no sign of her in Guyue Peak.

"Fairy, the gods are different from us," Jiang Ling suddenly said solemnly,

"She is a god, with the same lifespan as the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers, immortal for tens of thousands of years, but we are immortals, a thousand years of great catastrophe, ten thousand years of divine catastrophe, Xu will fall",

"It's like we are mortals, and she is a monk. The life span of the two is not the same, is it?" Qing Xu said in a deep voice,

Jiang Ling nodded, "There is nowhere to go in all directions, beyond the four seas, why do you bother to stay at Guyue Peak, exhausting your lifespan",

Qing Xu touched her head, his eyes dimmed, and he said slowly, "You still don't understand",

Hundreds of years ago, the man had accused her of what she had never understood, and now she understood.

Chaoyun Palace

Wearing a black gold helmet, reflecting the light of the sun, wearing a soap robe, wearing a black iron armor, and wearing flower cloud boots, he is as strong as a general. He walked into the Chaoyun Temple, with a small drum and a small hammer hanging on his waist, and the sound was like a bell. "Father Lei Cheng, pay homage to the Empress",

Chang Xi was lying on the couch, with a worried expression, and said slowly, "Stay flat", she raised her eyes slightly and asked, "Is the matter settled?",

Fucheng replied, "As the emperor ordered, the thunder of the little heavenly tribulation has been lowered in advance."

Chang Xi sat up, a little redness on her arm made her eyes hurt, brushed her fingertips, and the red mark disappeared, leaving only the snow-white skin like jade.

"Is she dead?" Chang Xi took the tea from Xian'e, took a sip, and asked,

Fu Cheng hesitated for a while, and said, "When the fourth divine thunder descended, he was dying, and he could never escape the fifth divine thunder, but, but...",

"Go on," Chang Xi paused while holding the tea, and said in a deep voice.

"Shenjun took action, took the remaining five divine thunders, scattered the heavenly calamity, and the final general did not dare to collide",

The teacup was placed heavily on the table, Fu Cheng lowered his head, showing fear, and after a while, Chang Xi said in a low voice, "Get back, don't mention today's matter to others."

"Yes", Fu Cheng replied, and took the order to retreat.

"It seems that I don't hate her very much." Chang Xi sighed softly, frowned slightly, and turned his head to Xian'e and told Xian'e, "To the Emperor of Heaven, I am going to live in the East China Sea for a while, so that he doesn't have to come here tonight. up".

凤族

When Wuyou led Jiang Ling to the Feng Clan, he saw a five or six-year-old girl, wearing a bright red gown, running out like flying, her almond eyes were wide open, and her white and tender face looked cute and cute, as exquisite as jade. .

She looked around at Wuyou and Jiang Ling, her eyes fixed on Jiang Ling's face, her mouth was flattened, and she called out aggrievedly, "Mother",

Jiang Ling shivered, rushed over in three steps at a time, hugged Xiaoyao in his arms, kissed her face affectionately, and howled, "My baby is suffering."

One big and one small cried together, causing Feng Lie to frown, he turned his head to Wuyou and said, "The god personally sent Xiaoyao here, so after she was born, this king specially sent someone to inform the god.

It's just that Xiaoyao was conceived by the phoenix ancestral tree, as a member of the Feng clan, she naturally wants to stay in the ancestral phoenix tree."

Wuyou nodded, and replied, "The Wutong ancestral land is good for Xiaoyao, so it's understandable to stay, but I want to take her to Tianze Mountain for a while, how about it?",

Feng Lie was at a loss for words, but what Wuyou said was unreasonable, it was hard to refute, so he had to agree.

Wuyou led the happy Jiangling and Xiaoyao back to Tianze Mountain.

Not long after going back, Wuyou regretted this decision a bit.

Jiangling was originally the three-legged golden crow of the demon emperor thousands of years ago. After the fall of the demon emperor, he forcibly placed a trace of soul in the black crow. Arrived in fairyland.

Jiang Ling's celestial power is not low, but he is lazy in cultivation, and after returning to the fairy world, he turns into a ten-year-old appearance. Although he is lazy, Jiang Ling still listens to people's orders.

But at present Xiaoyao, looking Linglong and well-behaved, is completely a little devil in the world, turning Wangyou Pavilion into a mess, Wuyou saw her tearing up the notebook, her eyelids jumped, and she couldn't bear to throw Xiaoyao away. Lone Moon Peak.

Wangyou Pavilion was finally quiet, Wuyou leaned on his twitching forehead, brewed a pot of tea, held the fairy book in his hand, and lay down comfortably.

Jiang Ling and Xiaoyao's screams burst into the sky from Guyue Peak from time to time, the two had a great time arguing, Wuyou turned his head to look at Guyue Peak, shaking his head helplessly.

Taking advantage of the absence of the two troublemakers, Wuyou went to Qingqiu to finish the business.