The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 812 Misty

Zhao Changhe had been in a coma for five days. After waking up, he drank Ying Wu's elixir and recuperated for three days.

Judging from this elixir alone, it seems to be a bit of a blessing in disguise. This medicine is a bit too strong... replenishing qi and blood and strengthening the body not only make up for a large amount of blood loss, but also increase the original qi and blood a lot. The core of Zhao Changhe's cultivation is still Qi and blood, and this medicine is of immeasurable value to him.

I guess it is Ying Wu's best treasure. Although it is not very suitable for Ying Wu's own practice, it is absolutely priceless... There are only three pills in total. This time, I gave them to Zhao Changhe and ate them all without blinking an eye. .

In the past three days, not only have I recovered from my injuries, but my practice has also improved. This is the cultivation of the second level of Yujing. To increase even a little bit, it takes ten years and hundreds of years to practice. It was increased by a mere three pills.

“You said you found this medicine from Emperor Ye’s medicine pool?”

"The medicinal materials are, and the elixir is made by myself." Ying Wudao: "What, do you want to see this medicinal pool?"

"Yes...and since there is a medicine pool, can you use this part to find the location of her palace?"

"It's hard to find. There is no sign of its existence in the world at all. I personally estimate that the main body of this palace should have been blocked by a special time and space, involving time and cannot be traced back. Well, judging from this, it should be after the collapse of the era. It was deliberately isolated before, which shows that Emperor Ye was well prepared before the collapse of the era. Assuming that Emperor Ye is alive now, he might be hiding there. If he really tries to find it, he might be seeking death. Neither you nor I can be combined with her. enemy."

“You also think that the most unknown existence of the demon **** is the Night Emperor, right?”

"Who else could it be? This is all on Ye Jiuyou's head."

The thought in her mind turned around and Zhao Changhe had already stepped across the bridge of space and stood in the same space where she was.

 “Nothing. Auntie is here.”

There is no wind beside the pool, as quiet as night.

 This is not the weather, it is the cold that was born due to Jiuyou's practice. Just the turbulence of the aura manifested by the practice can affect the weather and the endless mountains.

Some of the medicinal materials have been harvested by Ying Wu, and most of them are still raised here. They are very colorful and beautiful when you look at them. The time of two eras has not had any impact on the plants here. It seems that time has been frozen and stopped, showing The way it used to be.

really interesting.

Where does he have the courage to not be afraid of falling out...

Like a pair of lovers enjoying the scenery side by side in front of the flowers under the moonlight.

Ying Wu's voice suddenly came from the distance: "We have found a path, and we can indeed build a space bridge from here."

 So there is another possibility, this is not a medicine garden at all, but a garden. These magic medicines in the eyes of Ying Wu and himself are just beautiful things kept in the royal garden to Ye Wuming...

Zhao Changhe finally raised his neck and took a big sip of wine, grabbed the book and stuffed it back into the ring, stood up, turned and left: "The flowers are very beautiful."

　　When Ye Jiuyou set a deadline of one month and said, "I can ask someone to help me find a place," I never thought that Zhao Changhe could find such a professional person and spare no effort. During the entire eight days when Zhao Changhe was in a coma for five days and three days of recuperation, Ying Wu spent all his time doing this without sleeping, except when he came to visit him.

Ye Jiuyou and Piaomiao both wore pink cheeks and blinked their beautiful eyes.

"The agreement between me and her is to attend the meeting alone." Zhao Changhe blinked: "When she made this agreement, I actually wanted to laugh, because the second-level demon god, third-level imperial realm, is one of the top demon gods in history. , but he didn’t have the confidence to face me calling my friends and friends to swarm him.”

After a long time, Zhao Changhe slowly opened his mouth.

This should not be Jiuyou's own territory. Her territory should be an abyss like Han Chi, a bottomless abyss of Jiuyou, the Nine Netherworld. This place was just the place she chose to meet. She would not reveal the location of her base camp to Ye Wuming, who followed the Book of Heaven.

Such a risk, just for Cui Yuanyang?

"So some idiots are complacent about hiding their ears and stealing the bell." Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth: "How is Ye Jiuyou doing?"

 The melons of two eras are enough to be eaten in one cup of tea.

She almost wanted to speak, but she held it back.

When we arrived at the medicine pond, we could see that it was just a corner. It should be that a huge medicine garden collapsed, and a small part was found by Ying Wu.

 It’s not that I don’t have the confidence to face you and your group of wives, it’s just that I don’t have the confidence to face one of them, Ye Wuming.

On the surface, this meeting was a prelude to an agreement to deal with Ye Wuming, but God knows what the specific relationship between the two is. This agreement was originally a test. If Ye Wuming and Zhao Changhe are still together, then it will be very troublesome for Ye Wuming alone. If you add your group of wives, what's the point?

"Your wife's army hasn't come here yet?" Ying Wu stood in front of the space passage and asked: "Since you are looking for Jiuyou, how can you go alone? Are you looking for death?"

 Ye Wuming: “…”

Zhao Changhe looked up eagerly. Here are the continuous snow-capped mountains. It's already early summer, and there's still snow falling on our shoulders.

One person and one book sat quietly by the pool. Zhao Changhe took out the wine gourd and drank leisurely without saying anything.

“When you see this garden, you can still recall it. I don’t even have anything to recall... If there is anything, it is a blind fortune teller. That is the last thing I see in that world.”

"Either you kill me early while I am no match for you. If you think I am still useful and want me to continue my practice, then be careful that one day, you will be killed by me."

Zhao Changhe smiled: "She may not kill me. I have some business to discuss with her."

Zhao Changhe sat by the pool, reaching out and caressing an unknown flower on the edge. He secretly thought that many of these plants and even animals were different from this world. He didn't know whether it was because they were extinct in the era, or because they were originally only things in the heaven and not in the human world. There was none. The separation of ancient and modern practices may also be a very important factor. People in this world do not have such powerful things, and everyone can only find a small amount from the ancient secret realms with difficulty, and in ancient times they may be everywhere.

"I don't care what tricks you are doing... you want me to hate you, but you don't need that, because from the moment you caught me, I wanted to beat you. Nothing you do can compare to this one, There is no need to add any unnecessary extravagance... You are an innate demon, you have no family ties, and your sister is no match, but I do. I am not from an orphanage, I have parents. At this time, I should have been interning in my senior year, trying to support my family... It has been almost three years. , I miss home.”

"..." Ying Wu was too lazy to ask, and instead said: "Demon God Jiuyou is not a good person who can talk about business normally. Are you sure it's okay for you to talk about business like this? Or I can go with you, at least have a few helpers. .”

Ying Wu gave him a strange look: "Are you in a bad mood? Is there anything here that makes you emotional?"

Zhao Changhe caressed it in ecstasy for a moment, then suddenly took out the Book of Heaven from his ring and placed it by the pool.

"What a coincidence... Although I don't know why you want to look at the medicine pool, according to my survey results, the space leading to Ye Jiuyou should pass through the medicine pool. Let's go to the medicine pool. Look at your , I will continue my survey.”

“This is your hometown, and it’s also the first time I’ve touched the atmosphere of your past life. I think you should also have a special mood of revisiting your old place, so I’ll leave you here and take a good look.”

But here there is also the same mental disturbance as the cold ice abyss. This is very familiar. It is the deathly and desolate atmosphere of Ye Jiuyou, which penetrates into the soul and makes people feel extremely lonely, going crazy alone in the dark and twisted wilderness. This kind of mental pressure can be endured, but it is very tiring and dizzy, so much so that even the body feels as heavy as lead.

 It can only be said that Ying Wu has too many space debris reserves. As long as he knows roughly where they are, there is a way to go anywhere.

 Ye Jiuyou: “…”

 But now I really know that no matter what Ye Wuming thought, Zhao Changhe himself did not expect Ye Wuming. In other words, in Zhao Changhe's own mind, he was really going to the meeting alone.

This is not Jiuyou's deliberate suppression, it's just that because she often stays here, this place naturally becomes like this.

Moreover, the mountains that I saw looked chaotic, and they looked like hallucinations. I didn’t know where they were, and I didn’t know if I could get to where I wanted to go by walking in the direction I saw.

This is the real Ye Jiuyou, who is completely different from the Miss Li family who was suppressed by Nameless Ye before and made no achievements, and the split soul who was attacked and touched in the secret realm of Changshengtian.

At that time, her body was confronting Wuming Ye. The soul power she dared to separate must be extremely weak. Anyone who dared to separate more would probably be beaten to death by Wuming Ye. It's only a small amount, and you get an advantage in vain.

There were two mountains in the distance. There were people sitting cross-legged on each of them. Zhao Changhe took a look and chose one of them.

 The so-called chaos is already embarrassing nowadays, and it is not difficult at all to find the real path. Cui Yuanyang and Piaomiao watched Zhao Changhe walking against the wind and snow intently, as if to save effort for the upcoming battle. There was no flying or teleportation, just walking in the snow on the snowy mountains, in the secluded environment. Under pressure, move forward slowly.

Of course, given his pace, it looked slow but was actually very fast. He was standing on the top of the mountain in a short time.

Zhao Changhe raised his head and looked at Piaomiao sitting cross-legged in front of him, and said softly: "Yangyang, I'm here."

Piaomiao also looked at him steadily. It took thirteen days from the time he knew Cui Yuanyang was missing to the moment he stood in front of him.

 But this efficiency was paid for by Zhao Changhe's life.

His tone was gentle, but he was standing several feet away, with the dragon bird in his hand, pointing diagonally at the ground - that was a sign of alertness, and he was ready for all battles.

Cui Yuanyang was wallowing in the sea of ​​consciousness: "We agreed that if he comes within a month, I will take over his body first!"

Piaomiao responded secretly: "Wait a minute, I'll have a few words with him."

There was no response from her side, so Zhao Changhe said: "You are Piaomiao."

Piaomiao said: "Yes. I have met King Zhao."

King Zhao ... Zhao Changhe chewed this name and reacted. Piaomiao is the manifestation of human energy. She is different from other demon gods. She attaches great importance to human responsibilities. In Piaomiao's eyes, he, Zhao Changhe, represents first of all, one of the key figures who established the Han Dynasty and allowed the people of China to live in peace.

It's just that the tone of this voice is cold and flat, and the timbre is still strong, giving people the feeling of being a completely different person.

Zhao Changhe sighed and bowed his hands: "You and I are supposed to be friends."

Piaomiao said calmly: "It can be the same now."

Zhao Changhe said: "The **** has taken over my wife's body. Until this matter is resolved, you and I cannot be friends."

“This is the reincarnation, originally my body. Even Yangyang himself agrees with this.”

 “I, Zhao Changhe, don’t recognize him.”

 “So you want to kill me and give your wife her freedom.”

 Zhao Changhe did not answer.

Piaomiao said: "I am the manifestation of the human spirit, and I protect the big man. As long as you still act as you do now, then I will be your helper who will never betray you. Does King Zhao want to let the big man do it for his own selfishness?" Lose this help?”

Zhao Changhe said lightly: "When the world was in chaos, you were not there, and we were the ones to clean up the country; when the Barbarians invaded, we were the ones to attack the Tartars from the north. So I only believe that whether China is prosperous or not depends on how we ourselves do it." It's done by me, Chichi, Wanzhuang, and everyone in the world, except the Demon God... Oh, maybe you are not called the Demon God, but a real god, but that's useless."

Piaomiao said: "So you think that I should be like Han Chi, without a body or consciousness, and my passiveness will be reduced to passivity. Gods and Buddhas will be dispersed, which is your wish."

 “Did you see the battle of Han Chi?”

"Um."

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and replied: "Yes. But you are different from Han Chi. You do not harm others. Instead, you will destroy all the demons in the world for the sake of the safety of the mountains and rivers. I am also willing to coexist with Yang Yang, not because I am stronger than her." Bullying her... I don't want to hurt you, I would rather be friends with you. But this may not have anything to do with the blessing of the gods. I prefer to think that this is a person who travels all over the world."

"But you know, I am not a knight, but this is my natural duty."

 “There is no difference, and it doesn’t matter if there is.”

"I can't give up my body now, because I must take revenge." Piaomiao said: "I told Yangyang that after I kill Nameless Ye, I am willing to disperse my consciousness and return it to Yangyang."

“It sounds good, but killing Ye Wuming may never be possible.”

"That's right. So this matter is irreconcilable. If you don't want to wait, you can only kill me. But I won't sit still and wait for death... The problem now is that you shouldn't be able to defeat me."

Zhao Changhe said: "Theoretically, the awakening of the past life means remembering the memories of the previous life and reviving the ability of the previous life. It is originally a good thing. Why do they become two different but unified souls? Have you ever thought about it? "

Piaomiao said: "Ye Wuming is up to something. Only in this way will you kill me to achieve her plan of destroying the demon god. If I and Yangyang are completely integrated and Yangyang is Piaomiao, then you will never do it."

"Since we clearly know that this is a conflict deliberately caused by Ye Wuming, who wants you and me to be enemies, why does Zun Shen still fall into the trap? Just because of hatred?"

"Then what other ideas do you have? Let me forget my hatred and dissipate it actively? Sorry, I can't do that."

"No, I don't think so. If you dissipate on your own initiative, wouldn't you be fulfilling Ye Wuming's wishes?" Zhao Changhe said: "What I'm thinking about is, if you can be separated and become another person independently, then you My conflicts disappeared naturally, and Ye Wuming also found an additional opponent for himself who would not stop fighting until death. I don’t know if that counts as a slap in the face to Wuming Ye.”

Piaomiao shook her head: "It's easy to say, but it's impossible to do."

Zhao Changhe said: "I also know that this is very difficult, but we can work hard in this direction. What I mean by saying this is just to tell you my opinion. You and I don't need to have any opposition or resistance, because you and I are just influenced by The chess that others are taking advantage of should unite and try every means to create obstacles for her. I am glad that you are a **** who can communicate peacefully, and I hope you can consider my proposal carefully."

Piao Miao suddenly smiled a little: "She should be able to hear you, you are plotting against her loudly."

"Even if she is standing in front of me, I will still say the same thing. I can tell her directly. I won't kill Piaomiao. I can kill it myself if I can."

The misty smile grew thicker: "You said this...if we can never achieve separation and independence, what will you do?"

"This is a boring question similar to who should be saved first when a wife or mother falls into the water. There is no need to think about it until it actually happens. All we need to do is to do it, no matter how difficult it is, try our best to work hard. Damn it Dad doesn’t believe that I’ve been on the list for three years, but I’ve been number one in less than three years. You don’t believe that I’ve been able to stand here for a month, and today is only thirteen days. I’ve done a lot of things that others think are impossible. , I believe this is not the last time.”

Piao Miao finally stopped asking and just smiled.

Zhao Changhe said: "If Zun Shen has nothing else to say, I wonder if you can let me talk to Yang Yang."

Piaomiao closed her eyes, and opened them again after a few breaths. Her dull eyes suddenly became lively, her slight smile turned into a grin, and she suddenly jumped up and hugged Zhao Changhe's neck. On the body: "Brother Zhao!"

Piaomiao, who has retreated to the corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, is speechless. Just say it properly, don't do this... I completely share this perception, and it is no different from me hanging on a man.

 Having not even finished her rant, Piaomiao's eyes suddenly widened.

Zhao Changhe held Cui Yuanyang's little face and kissed it fiercely: "Yang Yang..."

“Brother Zhao, I miss you...wuwuwu, I thought I would never see you again..."

“I miss you too, don’t worry, my husband will definitely find a way to let you out.”

The two hugged each other and kissed each other. Their heads kept crossing each other and changing directions. The wind and snow around them seemed to be melted by such passion, and they fell into pieces like rain around them.

Piao Miao almost rolled her eyes and wished she could disappear right now.

 Before I woke up, how could I have known that this would be so exciting! Why is there electricity flowing in the sea of ​​consciousness? Is your mouth the ax of the immortal god?

Ye Jiuyou had been sitting cross-legged on the hilltop opposite, and was so happy that he almost rolled down when he saw this scene.

　　 I told you to be aloof, but you still blocked my space from interfering. Why don’t you interfere again!

 (End of this chapter)