9000 years

The fairy official told Xuanli that Tianjun disappeared on the day the Lingxiao Temple was burned.

Xuanli leaned on the low couch in the front hall, listening to the people below indifferently. Ever since Yao Chuan said that Tianjun was missing, Xuanli had been suspicious. Logically speaking, Tianjun took the lead in burning down the Dragon Palace , Fuyu has absolutely no reason to let him go, but the strange thing is, not only did Fuyu let him go, but he didn't intend to pursue him. The only thing that can explain it is what agreement he made with others, or in other words, It was not Fu Yu who burned down the Lingxiao Temple that day.

If it wasn't Fuyu, then it was the Demon Lord.

After the catastrophe, Xuanli looked a lot more stable, and he didn't look like he used to be foolish when he was in front of people. His face was calm and calm, but it became more and more difficult for people to understand what he was thinking.

Xuanli has not figured out the strangeness of this catastrophe until now, why he suddenly crossed the catastrophe and became a god, and the only pain he suffered was that Ling Yi grabbed a petal, it was too hasty ?What's more, although I feel that the catastrophe is approaching, it is not possible to come so soon?Who is behind the scenes?With what purpose?

There are so many things, I can't think of one, two, three, the heaven is also in chaos, the dragons have no leader, and the only son of Tianjun died early. This is God forcing Xuanli to be involved in this muddy water, or in other words, This is the path chosen for him by the people behind him, he has no choice, and Xuanli himself does not know where this path will eventually lead.

Sending off the last fairy official, it was almost midnight, the moon was hanging high, and the Shangwu Palace against the moonlight seemed to be the same as when we left. One corner and one scene, but one person is missing.

Somehow, he walked to Chenchi, the water was still clear, and the red lotus was abundant. He stared at the gentle water surface, and there was a shadow of Little White Dragon in his eyes. A red lotus plant caused him to almost set Ziyouli on fire, and afterwards he acted like a baby to please him, feeling wronged and wronged.

Time urges people to grow old, and it also urges people to disperse. I originally thought that if the imperial decree of the year is broken, there is nothing in this life that can separate myself from Fuyu. After tens of thousands of years, no matter how much hard work I have endured, what are you afraid of? Woolen cloth?

Xuanli finally understood Si Ming's sentence, I hope you protect him instead of Tianting, why doesn't he want to protect him, why doesn't he want to be a pair of loose immortals with him, and live happily?

The heavens have withered so far, it was unexpected, the one who caused the evil is his sweetheart, if he wants to protect him, the best way is to distance himself from him, repair the heart, and only then can he covet other things. Who knows which one is going to wrap around his heel, he doesn't want to get him involved.

Drowsily sleeping in Chenchi all night, the next morning, just after dawn, Kun Yuan ran in anxiously and said: "The golden lotus in Chijintai all withered overnight."

Xuanli showed no expression, he straightened his clothes and signaled that he knew.

On the contrary, Kun Yuan was puzzled, followed behind Xuanli, wanted to ask but dared not ask, a string of question marks hung above his head, but Xuanli couldn't explain it to him, so he had no choice but to say nothing.

It's ridiculous to say that he only found out yesterday that the Phoenix Clan is born with demons, and no one has ever told him that the Phoenix has its own demonic energy.

Demon Qi and Immortal Qi counteract each other, Phoenix Nirvana, Golden Lotus naturally withers, nothing to be fussed about.

The Lingxiao Temple was completely burned down. Although the Immortal Mansion was born in a cloud of mist, it took a lot of effort to build it. Xuanli stood on the empty 33rd floor, and Fuyu slowly emerged in front of him. Standing on the throne, a The way Lihuo was lit here, the white dragon smiled wildly, his eyes were scarlet and full of pleasure.

How the heavens burned down the Dragon Palace that day, so he burned down here, he should be happy.

Xuanli raised his hand, and as the golden light flowed, the pillars of the main hall slowly stood up, and the outline of the past gradually appeared in the lingering clouds. All the grass and trees have grown in their original places.

Xuanli's Yuetang chair was still in place, and as soon as he sat down firmly, the immortal official who gave the report came in with a stack of scrolls, and a long table floated up in front of Xuanli, and the scrolls went up one by one, and after a while piled up.

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Fuyu in the northern border was a little dazed. The Dragon Palace had already been built, and it was no different from the previous palace. Except for the lack of bustling people, it was still the same as before.

In fact, Fuyu hadn’t been back to the Dragon Palace for a long time before the Dragon Clan was destroyed. In order to meet Xuanli, he enjoyed living in the sky. Occasionally he came back to take a look when he was in the mood, so he also forgot many things. What is it like.

The empty northern border became an isolated city. Although the traces of burning and killing could not be seen, the gunpowder smoke permeated the air and has not dissipated until now.

It seems to be quiet, and it seems to be just the beginning.

Fu Yu felt uneasy, but he couldn't tell where he was uneasy. He vaguely felt that everyone seemed to have fallen into a huge chess game, and every step they took was pre-arranged.

The lotus pond behind the Dragon Palace is dazzlingly blooming, and the clusters of petals are very close together. The lotus flowers in the Dragon Palace are not as exquisite as those in the sky. They are colorful and planted together, and there is no clever effect. You can only look at them. Smell it.

There is no one else in this Dragon Palace except Fuyu, and he is the only white dragon left in the whole Three Realms. Strange to say, there is only one phoenix declared in the Three Realms, and all the gods rush to protect it. When he got up and rushed to kill, everyone wanted to stab him.

But Fu Yu felt that he had done nothing wrong, so many people of the Dragon Clan were burned alive, shouldn't this revenge be avenged?

What's more, the current Fu Yu can indeed bear the title of devil head. He is obviously a dragon, but the bones in his body are those of a phoenix. He also has a devil king with him. He doesn't know what he is anymore.

The devil is the devil, isn't it good to live a happy life?

He sat by the lotus pond and pulled a lotus flower down. The lotus flower was probably not long ago, and the roots were not firmly established. When he pulled it, he pulled up the lotus root below. He stared at the clean lotus root in a daze. , For a long time, by a strange coincidence, he raised his finger and began to cut it bit by bit.

Turning lotus root into a human is the most common puppet technique.

Ling Yi in the sea of ​​consciousness woke up at some point, he yawned a few times, stared at the things in Fu Yu's hand and started laughing.

"I said, Your Highness, don't you think people are crazy? Why, plan to be a puppet to accompany you?"

Fuyu blushed, but he was not in a hurry, and didn't intend to talk to Lingyi, he put the half-carved figure into his arms, and said angrily: "You can take care of it? calling?"

Lingyi was born to love to step on people's tails, and finally stepped on people's tails, how could it be so easy to let go, let alone this kind of little doll who is just in love, she is the cutest when she flirts with her, she continued: "Your Highness, there is nothing embarrassing about being a doll, Thousands of servants in the Demon Palace are all demonic, not even a puppet, but what?"

"But what?" Fu Yu was intrigued by him, and continued to ask.

Mo Jun smiled maliciously, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "But the girl in the room was also carved like His Highness, her body is very soft."

His ending sound was deliberately prolonged, and the metaphor came out all of a sudden. Fuyu didn't react for a while, and the thing he was covering in his hand relaxed a little. In a moment of confusion, Lingyi quickly snatched his body, Lift up the unfinished little doll.

The half-carved puppet at that time was only half of the body, the eyebrows and eyes were not yet drawn, but the figure and clothes were only slightly outlined, and the hair was only drawn to the temples. Even so, Lingyi still recognized it at a glance. Xuanli.

He played with the puppet in his hand with great interest, completely ignoring how Fuyu in the sea of ​​consciousness was making a fuss, he suddenly became interested, and continued to sculpt with Fuyu's hand.The fine white lotus root silk was stripped away bit by bit, the eyebrows, clothes, became clearer and clearer, Fu Yu slowly calmed down, watching the person's movements with his own eyes, the lotus root hole was completely filled with spiritual power, about Two quarters of an hour later, Lingyi withdrew the spiritual power of her fingertips, and held up the small object in her hand to show Fu Yu.

"Look, does it look like it?"

The Xuanli in Lingyi's hands is not the Xuanli of today, probably earlier, most of the hair was tied up, only loosened at the back, the jade crown is shining brightly, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows and eyes is much stronger than now, even Clothes are also very different from today

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Seeing that Fuyu didn't speak, Lingyi started talking on his own, staring at the puppet in his hand, his memory was brought back to the long past, and a strange scene appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, this was Lingyi's first time. This time I took the initiative to open the Sea of ​​Consciousness to show Fu Yu. Although they share the same body, they have always been closed to each other, wishing to throw each other out quickly.

The Xuanli in Lingyi's memory is exactly what he saw in his hand.

Lingyi said, "That was when Xuanli was [-] years old."

From those broken pictures, Fuyu saw the people from the past, and he followed those memories step by step. The young Xuanli at that time was arrogant, standing on the clouds and commanding thousands of troops without fear. He didn't wear armor, but It seems that the whole body is covered with a tough edge, which makes people feel at ease for no reason.

The iron hoof broke through the magic palace, and the fairy energy and the magic barrier entangled into a ball. Xuanli stood on the cloud and looked at Ling Yi from a distance. The demon king at that time was also a little younger than now. The smile on his face is exactly the same as it is now, when death is imminent, he still looks lawless, also, if it is not like this, how can the devil be a devil?

Just when Fuyu was about to go deeper, Lingyi suddenly closed his memory, and quickly retreated to the sea of ​​consciousness, like a child who was tired from playing, and disappeared after saying a word.

Fuyu was angry and helpless, staring at Xiao Xuanli in his hand, fascinated, the doll in his hand was lifelike, no matter how it looked, it was so kind, Fuyu looked at it for a while, carefully put the person in his arms, and caressed it with his hands as if worried, Step by step, he moved back to his bedroom, and put the person under his pillow.

The three realms suddenly calmed down, the demon world was hit hard, and half of the land was taken away by the demons, but the demons, which were going smoothly, died down uncharacteristically, retreated to the comfort line, and did not start wars for no reason. It is in dire straits, dynasties have changed, mulberry fields have changed, and even Yaochuan has been blinded by borrowing himself. Disasters are still coming one after another.

The playing in the heavenly court has never stopped, but due to the chaos and chaos before, no one paid attention to it. Now that it has calmed down for a while, big and small things come like snowflakes.

Xuanli almost lived in the Lingxiao Palace. The throne of Tianjun has been vacant all the time. Xuanli sent people to look for it, but it was fruitless, as if he had evaporated. He was pestered by a bunch of trivial matters, really Just experiencing the joy of court.

Everyone who can be used has been used, but it is still not enough. There has never been such a shortage of people in the sky. Whenever this happens, Xuanli always thinks of Fuyu, thinking about what he is doing, where is he, has he ever thought about himself?

Xuanli knew that there would be such a day, so when this day came, he didn't have much special feeling. It was because the heavens made mistakes first, and now it can be regarded as paying off, but he thinks so, not everyone thinks so, Those fairy gods who were killed for no reason still have to give an explanation.

The realm of the four directions has always belonged to the heavens, and it is not considered superior or inferior, more like a vassal. The heavens will not interfere with their own affairs, and they are in harmony. Tens of thousands of years have passed like this. Occupied by the monster clan, and now being ravaged by the demon clan, Xuanli understands that he can't wait any longer, and needs to take back the territory as soon as possible, especially the northern border.

This time, I can no longer be a vassal, but a vassal. Only when Fu Yu bows his head and becomes a vassal can the matter between the Heavenly Court and the Northern Territory be completely over. Go on like this.

He originally thought that everything in the world has its own destiny, and it is an established fact to what extent it has reached. Later, he discovered that many things are human-made, and the book of life and death can still be changed. Others, can't it?

It's rare to go back to Shangwu Palace, just after taking a rest, someone came outside the house, Fu Yu disappeared, and stood quietly far away from Xuanli's bedroom, thinking that when someone fell asleep, he would go in and have a look. If it doesn't work, just a glance is enough, he seems to have returned to the first 3000 years, followed behind Yun Yi, secretly glanced at Xuanli from a long distance, but didn't dare to look at Xuanli openly, and turned around in a hurry when he made a slight move. , Pretending to be looking elsewhere, repeating the old tricks, thinking about it is a bit sad.

However, before he could repeat his tricks, the door squeaked, and Xuanli stood at the door, looking straight at him.