I fell in love after the ashes

1 years ago was not accidental. Others guessed that Emperor Jixuan, who was famous in Kyushu, was a hermit practitioner at first, and he ascended through hard training. He was holding an upgraded Shuangwenliu script. Who knew that the other party had never practiced hard for thousands of years. Touch the threshold of soaring.

The blood of the demon race cannot ascend.

Ji Xuan is the first example of a demon being ascended into a god since the chaos of heaven and earth. It is extremely rare, and once it is said, it will shock the three worlds.

Ji Xuan's eyes were dyed red, his eyes became more menacing because of this, his lips were tightly pursed, his complexion was too cold and ferocious because of his paleness, suppressed his emotions, and seemed to make people feel that he was going to destroy everything in the next moment, without any restraint and kindness The god of salvation and mercy.

Feeling his emotional changes, Pei Yue's heart was shaken, and he immediately grinned, as if a trick had succeeded: "Did it bring back your memory, Emperor Jixuan? You have searched for thousands of years, exhausted all means, but I didn’t get any results at all. Why don’t you come to the Demon Realm, the person you have been looking for, he is waiting for you in the Demon Realm. Emperor Jixuan, come and fall into the devil!”

It was only then that Ji Xuan realized that Pei Sheng had come to lure him into a demon.

The blood of the demon race broke free from the confinement, and boiled like hot magma, with the scorching temperature of scalding everything, Ji Xuan's complexion turned pale again, and a fishy-sweet taste appeared in his throat.

The devil's interest was high, and Pei Sheng lured him here just to confuse him, destroy his mind, make him fall into a devil, become a big devil, and make Jiuchongtian lose a born emperor and a fearsome enemy .

Ji Xuan's breathing suddenly became heavy, and countless pictures flashed before his eyes like a feather of auspicious light.

He was the one who took him to heaven, he was the one who taught him to practice immortal magic, and he was the one who took him into the academy to study.

In the end, he was the one who gave him the most precious Yu clan's divine blood, and then let go.

As long as he was left in place, after thousands of years of futile practice, he covered the sky with one hand, enjoying the supreme glory of the same treatment as the ancient gods, and boundless loneliness.

Yuwen, the last god of the Yu clan, reversed his fate.

It was as if a piece of exquisite porcelain had broken a crack, revealing its unbearable blackness. The reverence and gratitude of the past suddenly changed, from a little secret and unspeakable thought to an obsession branded in the bone, until now It became a scar that went deep into the bone marrow, and it was still stinging to the touch.

It is as if the gods in the sky gave a little beggar a precious treasure that he could not have. In the end, he had a lot of greed because of this treasure, so he was stained with blood on his hands and lost his home.

From liking to admiration, and from admiration to hatred.

Ji Xuan thought of Huaiqing and asked him again, did he know that he did this, the god Yuwen?

Of course I don't know.

Go into the demon world, go back to the place where he was born, absorb more power to destroy the three worlds, and find the remnant soul of that person.He has explored the end of the divine way, the end of the evil way, is it the power against the sky that can reverse time and space and save everything?

His pupils turned crimson at a speed discernible to the naked eye, but he closed his eyes the next moment.

Suddenly a wind blew up in the world, not the usual wind, but the sweeping sword energy, accompanied by the chilling aura, it was the crushing power of the gods, and the human form of Pei Sheng's remnant soul turned into countless ashes The smoke dissipated, and countless demon breaths fought against it, as if it was a chaotic appearance of a group of demons dancing wildly.

Ji Xuan opened his eyes. His blue eyes, which were as vast as the deep sea, were still a little dark red. The next moment, blood flowed from his fingertips, and a blood formation pressed against the Demon King's Corpse Jade, and countless demon breaths dissipated, as if At the end, the evil spirit let out a scream of death, and a piece of crystal clear jade fell to the ground.

Ji Xuan raised his sleeve and flicked it, Yu's restraint came down, he turned around and left, revealing his real body from the eyes of 81 heavy spirits.

The surrounding Eight Immortals greeted them, and Ji Xuan said calmly: "The riot is not obvious, you continue to repair the spirit array, and you will be safe in three days. I am a little tired, so I will leave first."

A fairy said in a daze: "Dijun, we are here to protect you and restore the spirit array."

Ji Xuandao: "The eight of you work together, there should be no problem." After saying that, he left.

Although he hasn't overcome the demon yet, there is still a ginseng fruit waiting for him to go back at home.

The immortals saluted one after another, and when he disappeared, one of the immortals asked doubtfully: "Although it is a bit offensive, do you smell that the emperor seems to be stained with blood?"

……

After Yu Wen got up, she thought about it, and she still planned to sneak to 33 Tian to take a look, and when she opened the door, she saw Huai Qing pestle at the door.

Huaiqing looked at Yuwen's figure up and down, and said with a smile: "It looks beautiful and lovely. Little thing, your Emperor Jixuan is not here today, let me look at you. You are wearing the emperor's clothes. clothing?"

Yuwen: "No, mine, I also have a wardrobe here."

Huaiqing raised his eyebrows, "The emperor is quite accommodating to you."

Yuwen nodded, "That's right. I was too tired yesterday and refused to take a bath. It was Dijun who hugged me and rubbed me himself."

Huaiqing's expression froze as if struck by lightning: "..."

After a while, he stepped into the door and stammered and asked, "Have you all reached that step yet?!"

Xianglan brought breakfast and snacks, Yuwen sipped the spirit dew, and said without changing his face: "So if you don't tell me where Dijun is, and don't let me go to Dijun, then I will cry and make trouble If you hang yourself, it will always be too ugly. And the worst thing in the world is to destroy people's marriage."

Huaiqing thought that this fruit essence is really cruel, but there was a narrow smile on his face, "Little thing, don't lie to me, I'm a veteran who has lived for 10,000+ years, I won't be fooled."

Yuwen tilted her head and said, "A virgin bird that has lived for 10,000+ years?"

Huaiqing raised his paw: "...do you believe that I can crush your fruit's head with one hand?"

Yuwen frowned, and said innocently: "Then let me go out to find the emperor."

Although Huaiqing didn't say anything, Yuwen guessed that Ji Xuan specially invited Huaiqing to stop him.He is very poor at drinking, and he is very easy to get drunk. Although he will not make trouble when he is drunk, he is very lethargic, so he slept until noon today.

Huaiqing was firm and unmoved, "It's impossible to let you go. After all, I don't want my beautiful tail feathers to be burned by the emperor, so you can rest your disobedient thoughts. Look In such a good weather, my god gave up the good opportunity to go to Yuntou to bask in the sun and come to accompany you. Do you want to take a nap after eating? It takes an hour to practice swords, and you have to practice at night? Sure enough, there are many There is something to do, as expected of the most newly promoted fruit fairy in the sky, you must work hard."

Yuwen corrected with a blank face: "My name is Lingyou."

Huai Qing nodded, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, as long as you are obedient. But wait a minute, who told you... I, I'm still..."

Yuwen didn't answer him. He felt very hungry because of the depletion of spiritual energy and started to eat breakfast. Huaiqing watched him eat the whole table of breakfast, and asked Pandan to add a crystal longan cake. Produced by Tiantian Taoliyuan.

Huaiqing immediately forgot the other things: "If you eat like this, Taiji Palace will be poor by you, right? How rich is Dijun, otherwise how can he afford you?"

Yuwen also reflected deeply.

He did eat a lot, and most of the immortal cultivators would fast after ascension, but after his ascension, not only did he not fast, but he still liked to eat, especially sweets.

In order not to let the emperor go bankrupt, no, empty out the treasury of Taiji Palace, Yuwen decided to take half of the medicinal flowers that were about to mature to the market, and sell them at a good price to subsidize them. To Dijun.After all, his original intention was to repay his kindness.

He didn't repay the favor of saving his life, but instead took advantage of others, relying on Dijun for food and clothing, and even took his bed.

Huaiqing was here, but Yuwen couldn't sneak around, so he obediently took care of the flowers and plants.Just after the hibiscus flowering period, a beautiful cherry blossom bloomed in Taiji Palace, pale pink, blooming in clusters, looking like clouds, and the whole palace was very beautiful.

Yuwen used the spiritual water that passed through his hands to grow flowers, mixed with his natural plant aura, and was absorbed by the plants with a vigorous new force.Therefore, most of the plants he raised gave birth to spirituality.

Huaiqing sighed: "When are you free, I invite you to come to my house, and give me some flowers in my house? I used to support them with spiritual energy, but they were sluggish after a few days. Am I going to spend a lot of energy, put a hood on my head like an emperor, and then use spiritual energy to nourish it?"

Besides, the emperor didn't want to preserve these flowers and plants, but to protect the center of Taiji Palace, the mysterious hydrology hall.

Yuwen thought for a while, "I'm free, I'll ask Dijun."

Huai Qing said: "Why do you ask the emperor? Can't you make the decision yourself?"

Yuwen said: "The emperor is in the mansion, I want to get along with him more. If the emperor wants to retreat for a day, so that I can't see him, I will come to you."

As a Suzaku who has been single for thousands of years: "..."

The matter of watering the plants is relatively trivial, and it was already evening when it was done. Yuwen went back to his Jingwen Hall to practice after dinner.Huaiqing saw the fire lotus he kept in the temple, and he opened a small room with a solid barrier on it, "I didn't expect you to like sweets so much, and you won't gain weight after eating that? I have an old friend who also likes sweets, and always wants to drag me to eat with him, he has a vicious mind, he wants to see me turn into a big fat bird that can't fly."

The inside of the fire lotus enchantment was extremely cold, Huaiqing stretched out his hand to explore, and a thin layer of ice formed on his fingers.

Yuwen's eyes fixed on his face for a moment, with a little deep meaning, and then sighed: "I have planted it for about two years. It is recorded in the book that if it does not germinate within a year, it is probably a dead seed."

Huaiqing touched his head, "It will always sprout. You are infatuated with Dijun, and everyone in Jiuchongtian knows it. Don't worry, I will persuade Dijun more when I have time. He brought it to your favor, no one in the world can grow a fire lily."

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When Yuwen recovered from the meditation practice, Huaiqing had already left.This old friend of his is just like ten thousand years ago, living a heartless and wanton life.When getting along, he wanted to tell Huaiqing his identity many times, but it was so unbelievable that he had some concerns and didn't dare to say it.

When Yuwen came out of Jingwen Hall, he was a little happy to see a long-burning lamp burning in Guangling Hall.

He pushed open the door, and lay on his side on the bed with his clothes together, his black hair pressed under his body, Ji Xuan's back.Yuwen walked over lightly, and when he got close to Ji Xuan, he smelled a faint but familiar smell of blood, which seemed to be imprinted with the soul, attracting him to approach.