Liu Xiwan woke up in the pure white heart lake amid the humming and chanting fairy sounds of Ye Chan Palace.
She rubbed her groggy eyes, blinked, looked forward when she woke up, and then her eyes widened.
Liu Xiwan wanted to exclaim, but quickly covered her mouth with an expectant look on her face.
She watched helplessly as Ning Changjiu's hand gently wrapped around the master's waist, and then slid down bit by bit...
Liu Xiwan held her breath. She thought that with her master's cold-blooded temperament, he would definitely beat Ning Jiujiu away. But what shocked her was that after Ye Changong scolded her gently, she didn't make any extra moves.
Liu Xiwan thought that they must not have discovered her, and was looking forward to Ning Changjiu's next move. She only regretted that there was no pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, otherwise she would have to draw and revise it into a book and circulate it privately to her sisters...
At this moment, outside the Dao Palace, two fires lit up out of thin air.
One after the other.
It was Zhao Xiang'er and Zhuque.
Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong separated like lightning.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at them, then at the marriage certificate in Ye Changong's hand, and finally at Ning Changjiu, with a majestic and unpredictable expression.
Ning Jiujiu felt like he had been caught. He looked at Xiang'er standing there, as cold as an iceberg. He felt that he should go out and bring her in, but he still had the tenderness of his master in his arms. He felt sad for a moment. dilemma.
"snort-"
Zhao Xiang'er snorted lightly and still stood still.
Liu Xiwan became even more excited. She wrung her hands tightly, thinking that if Xiang'er and Master got into a fight, tsk tsk... Let me see who your ruthless and unjust Ning Jiujiu helps!
In this tense moment, every breath seems long.
Ning Jiujiu couldn't resist Xiang'er's pressure, and when he was finally about to take a step forward, it was Suzaku who interrupted the awkward situation.
The dignified woman casually crossed the threshold without noticing anything. She looked around in the room with a smile and said: "Immortal Chang'e, you are well. How can you be such a small and lovely person after seeing so many people?" Son?"
Ye Changong looked at her calmly.
Zhuque's identity is complicated for them. She killed Xihe's first life, but also allowed Xiang'er to be resurrected. She helped Ye Changong kill Quanfu, and also tried to Betrayal, now that all twelve God Lords have been killed, she should be the most unrestrained God of freedom here.
Suzaku should be satisfied with being able to survive such a battle, but Ye Changong could clearly see that there was always a faint confusion in her eyes.
Zhuque's words made the atmosphere more relaxed. Zhao Xiang'er also lightly crossed the threshold. Without even looking at Ning Jiujiu, he came straight to Ye Chan Palace. This murderous girl actually obediently lowered her lower body and softly Called Master.
Love rivals in the past life, masters and apprentices in this life, sisters in the future...
Thinking of their strange relationship after that, Liu Xiwan's fingers turned white as she twisted her hands, her joy was beyond words, and ripples appeared on the pure white lake of her heart.
"Is this my son-in-law?"
Suzaku looked at Ning Jiujiu and smiled sweetly: "Behead the Divine Lord with the sword, kill the Dark Lord with the hand... Oh, I really picked a good husband for Xiang'er."
Ning looked at her for a long time, not knowing what to say to this crazy woman.
He ignored her words, came to Zhao Xiang'er, gently held her hand, and said: "Eight years have passed, Xiang'er has worked hard."
Zhao Xiang'er said calmly: "How can Ning Da Sword Immortal work so hard?"
Ning Jiujiu arranged her clothes and hair, gently pushed the girl to sit aside, and made tea for her.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the marriage letter and said, "Have I disturbed your good things by coming here?"
"How could it be?" Ning Changjiu said, "Of course I'm looking forward to Xiang'er coming."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Then since you are awake, why don't you know how to write a letter to report to me that you are safe?"
Ning Chang's expression remained unchanged: "I just woke up and was about to ask Master for pen and ink to write a letter."
Zhao Xiang'er frowned and looked at his slightly pale face, doubtful.
She took the tea cup and gently blew on the hot air floating on the water.
Ning Jiujiu sat down calmly, looked at her calm little face, and said, "Why is my little Phoenix so unhappy? Shouldn't it be better for us to be separated for a long time than to be newlyweds?"
Little Phoenix... Zhao Xianger's eyes were dark, "New wedding... I'm afraid it's not my wedding."
Ning thought for a long time and said: "Master and I..."
Zhao Xiang'er interrupted: "Just tell the truth. She was your little lover in her previous life, and after eight years in the immortal world... I can understand."
Just when Ning Jiuchiu wanted to praise Xiang'er for her thoughtfulness, Zhao Xiang'er said coldly: "I understand, but that doesn't mean I will let you go. If you dare to make a mistake, I might as well help you achieve nirvana."
Ning Jiujiu got used to Xiang'er's fierce look and nodded sincerely.
He briefly talked about the eight years he spent with his master.
Zhao Xiang'er frowned and didn't believe it, "Your eight years... have been so clear and waterless?"
Ning Jiujiu said helplessly: "Who do you think your husband is?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Are you lying to me again?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Master can learn from this."
Zhao Xiang'er stared at his eyes for a while, then quietly took out a feather, "This is the phoenix feather I picked from Jiutian. I will definitely use it when we get married tonight. I want to check it. If it is still new, I will Just ask you."
Ning Jiujiu's eyes widened, thinking that everyone usually calls their master more respectfully than themselves, so why are they secretly bullying their master and destroying their ancestors more than themselves
"Xian'er, why are you..." Ning looked at her innocent face for a long time, unable to conceal his shock.
"Me too? Also?" Zhao Xiang'er looked stern, and keenly caught the loophole in logic: "Didn't you just say that you just woke up?"
Ning Changjiu was shocked and speechless.
"Okay, you dare to lie to me again!"
Zhao Xianger pursed her thin lips, and the tea cup in her hand instantly turned into powder.
A chase started unexpectedly.
Suzaku looked at them and said, "You, the master, don't know how to stop me?"
Ye Changong looked at Ning Changjiu, who was running away in embarrassment, and said: "He just woke up today, so he can stretch his muscles."
Suzaku smiled and said, "You seem to have changed a lot."
"Is there any?"
"have."
"The enemy is gone, and my mood will always change. Recently, I have also been thinking about what I should do in the future." Ye Changong said.
"The future..." Suzaku was a little confused again.
Ye Changong asked: "What do you want to do in the future?"
Suzaku said: "My original ideal was to destroy the physical body, reach a new realm with the spiritual state, fly out of this world, and go to a wider universe. But now, all the ascended ones can leave. This ideal of mine , it seems that it is not so special..."
"Ideals don't have to be special to be precious." Ye Changong said softly.
Zhuque gently shook her wide red sleeves and looked at the night sky. For a long time, she said: "On the way here with Xiang'er, we passed by a village. In that village, a house was being built. A pair of little boys and little girls, I don't know. Brothers and sisters are still siblings, they are running around a newly built adobe house, singing and dancing, very happy... In my opinion, they just built a cage for themselves."
"A cage that can keep out wind and rain is a home." Ye Changong said.
Suzaku said: "I also saw a lot of sallow and skinny people. They were enslaved and oppressed. They put in countless hard work every day, but received little reward... The presence or absence of the Dark Lord, for many mortals, actually means There is no difference at all.”
Ye Changong said: "This is also something we will change in the future."
Suzaku chuckled and asked, "How long will it take to change?"
Ye Changong said: "This is a matter that takes time and cannot be settled in one word."
"Ha..." Suzaku's smile grew wider and wider, "I was just thinking that what you pursue is the future of mankind, and what I pursue is individual freedom. But in the end, you only seek freedom for cultivators, and my physical body Without restraint, the Taoist mind is unknowingly covered with dust.”
"The journey along the road is inherently dangerous, rugged, and full of mountains." Ye Changong said, "We still have a long future, so you don't have to be so pessimistic."
Suzaku paced outside the door, looking at the Fire Moon incarnation of Thunder Lao in the sky, and was lost in thought for a long time.
"Do you have any ideas?" Ye Changong asked.
"I don't want to leave." Suzaku said.
"You don't want to leave... Then what do you want to do?" Ye Changong asked.
Suzaku said: "I want to create a world without bullying and oppression, so that all living beings can find freedom here. If all living beings are free, I will be free. This... is my new way."
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When Ning Jiujiu returned to the Taoist temple, Suzaku had left, and Ye Changong was sitting alone among the white gauze, with the shadow of the fairy dimly visible.
Ye Changong looked back gently.
Ning Jiujiu walked to her side and said, "Master, you have been waiting for a long time."
"It doesn't matter." Ye Changong said, "I've been waiting for four thousand years, and it's not too late."
After saying that, she glanced out the door and said, "Aren't they coming?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded: "Everyone, maybe... take the master's face into consideration."
"They worry too much." Ye Changong said.
Ning looked at the Taoist temple as usual and the fluttering white gauze for a long time. Although there was no wedding atmosphere, Ye Chan Palace stood beside him, which made him feel the silent tranquility.
"But it doesn't matter, everyone... also brought gifts for Master." Ning Changjiu said with a normal expression.
Ye Changong knew what the so-called gift was, and also knew that Ning Jiujiu was testing him. Her face was cold and cold, and she didn't seem to care about any of this. She just hummed and nodded: "I will thank them one by one later. .”
Ning Jiujiu couldn't tell whether this was sincere gratitude or an overtone of settling scores.
The Taoist temple fell into silence.
Ning Jiujiu opened his arms and wanted to continue hugging the girl in front of him.
Ye Changong stretched out a finger, put it against his chest, and gently pulled out a snow-white spirit body.
"Hey hey hey..."
Liu Xiwan's exclamation sounded.
"Xiwan, how long do you want to hide?" Ye Changong said softly.
Liu Xiwan was grabbed by her ears, rubbed her eyes and said, "I... I just woke up."
Ye Changong looked at her.
Liu Xiwan's aura was wiped away by her eyes, and she said weakly: "I... I'll leave now."
With that said, the girl crouched and hurriedly left the place of right and wrong.
Ning looked at her back for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.
"Next, let's..." Ning looked at her for a long time and asked cautiously: "Next, let's... shall we go to bed?"
Ye Changong looked at him and said, "We have already been married once, are we still so unfamiliar?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "That was too long ago."
Ye Changong said: "But you said at that time that you would remember it for the rest of your life."
Ning Jiujiu was surprised: "Did I say such a thing at that time?"
Ye Changong's delicate fingers turned into chestnuts.
"Master, have mercy on me..." Ning Changjiu said with a smile.
"Master?" Ye Changong seemed slightly unhappy.
"Um... Chan... Gong? Chan'er?" Ning Jiujiu shouted like this, always feeling a bit awkward.
Ye Changong was silent for a while. She shook her head slightly and said, "You should continue to call me Master..."
"Okay, Chan'er." Ning Jiujiu said.
The unresolved chestnut finally settled down this time.
The white veil moves.
Ye Changong turned his back.
Although she still looks like a girl at this moment, her figure is like that of Xiang'er, which is extremely voluptuous and graceful. The white gauze moon skirt is fortunate to outline such a figure, and it is also dyed with the beauty of immortality.
Ning stood beside her for a long time, and the young man was also delicate and handsome, with fluttering white clothes. They seemed to be born to be lovers.
Their sleeves touched together.
Ning Jiujiu gently held the soft and cool hand.
The Taoist temple is quiet.
There are no words.
But with an incomparable tacit understanding, the two of them went through the wedding process one by one, like a rehearsal.
Finally, they knelt together in the Taoist temple and began the final worship.
Worshiped heaven and earth.
Worship yourself.
Bowed to each other.
The moment they stood up, the wind blew up the heavy white gauze, the candles were lit like a dream, the red lotus floated out, and rippled slightly.
In the tent with the flickering red candles, the fairy's white gauze has faded, which is a unique and beautiful scene in the world.
But the Moon Palace Fairy just sat quietly in the lotus, motionless.
Ning sat beside her for a long time, gently hugged her shoulders, and slid his hands down her shoulders and arms, at least around the woman's waist, and gently hooked his fingers into the belt.
Ye Changong held his hand.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Back then, when we got married, you left without permission in the middle of the night." Ye Changong talked about old things.
At that time, Ning Chang went out to look for Luo Shen, and Ye Changong brought two quilts with him when he came to see them.
Forget the past…
Ning Changjiu said: "Master, please come today if you want to be beaten or punished. I will give you kindness and power, and my disciples will never complain."
Ye Changong said: "It's just an old thing, of course I won't mind it."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Then why did Master bring up this matter?"
Ye Changong said: "Because... I also want to go out for a walk."
Ning Jiujiu only thought that she wanted to go out and relax, but he still underestimated the master's thoughts.
"Tonight is a good night, I... want to go see the Death Star Territory." She said.
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Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong flew into the sky.
Ning looked back at the Taoist temple and the land farther and farther away for a long time, thinking that his wedding was really full of dreamy colors.
The Death Star Realm is where the Bad Poem and the Dark Lord originally lived.
Legend has it that before it shattered into the Death Star Field, it was a star called Earth.
They crossed over the unobstructed air layer, crossed over the new moon formed by the thunder prison, and moved towards the vast Taixu.
The location of the Death Star is not difficult to find.
After a long time, they traveled through the desolate universe and arrived there.
It was a meteorite belt floating in the darkness. It looked quite ordinary, and it was hard to imagine that it was once the cradle of a prosperous civilization.
"Did the Bad Poetry and the Dark Master live in a place like this for 1.5 billion years..." Ning looked at the chaotic meteorite belt in front of him for a long time and communicated with Ye Chan Palace with his mind.
Ye Changong said: "So even they have been passed away by the years."
Ning Changjiu nodded gently, "Let's go in and have a look. Mr. Yuan said earlier that there are ruins of ancient civilization inside. I don't know if that's true."
Ye Changong hummed, it was rare for her to be interested in some things.
On their wedding night, the two left their home planet for the first time in history, crossed the boundless ocean of the universe, and headed towards the dusty ancient civilization... Even if Suzaku heard about it, he would probably call them crazy.
They entered the Death Star field together.
The Death Star field is huge and desolate.
This was a field made of gravel, and the stones passed by them. They were corpses that had long since decayed, making it difficult to imagine that there had been intelligent life jumping on them.
It is special and ordinary, coexisting with the loneliness of the universe.
Ye Changong's heart moved slightly, and she gently opened her arms.
The two of them were floating in a gravityless realm, with the bright starry sky as their background.
Ye Changong lowered his head.
This Fairy of the Moon Palace, who did not eat fireworks, actually took the initiative to take off her belt, and gently parted her white dress with moon gauze, and her unimaginably beautiful fairy body bloomed in the silent universe.
For 1.5 billion years, the broken Dead Star Territory has long forgotten the appearance of the moon. However, the moon of this new world has come from a thousand miles away and hangs faintly in it like a bright light.
Ning looked at her for a long time, lost in thought for a long time.
Ye Changong came to him gently.
She is like a half-opened and half-closed flower, invisible through the moon gauze.
Ning Jiujiu wanted to brush away the last moon veil, but Ye Changong gently grabbed his restless hand.
Their bodies floated gently together.
"Let's go see the stars." Ye Changong said.
The two came to a piece of gravel and looked up at the stars.
Countless stars shine brightly before their eyes.
For a long time, Ye Changong closed his eyes.
Ning Jiujiu understood and walked behind her.
The moonlight fell to the ground.
There is no such beautiful scenery in the world.
Ning Jiujiu hugged her from behind.
The moonlight falls, the golden crow crows, and the sky is full of stars like flowing frost.
Ning Jiujiu finally avenged the last sword blow in his previous life. He also drew the sword away and thrust it back, his lips as red as blood.
"Not good." Ye Changong suddenly said this. She frowned, as if she was dissatisfied.
The girl stretched out her hand, the power of time was activated, and time flowed backwards.
So it all started again.
"Hmm... It's still not good." Ye Changong activated the time authority again.
"not good."
"Hmph... not good."
“…”
Under the power of time, this scene happens again and again.
Finally, Ning Jiujiu no longer felt any pity.
This time, Ye Changong raised her head, her neck and chin were almost in line. She opened her mouth half-open and looked at the night sky without saying anything else.
The sun and moon shine, and golden crows fly in and out.
Ning Jiujiu presented the gifts they gave them one by one.
Ye Changong has a cold nature. She never likes or tires of all things in the world. She has no special emotions for these things and just regards them as life experiences. She is not like Siming, who speaks enchantingly and is afraid of real swords and spears. She sees She can live through everything, accept and try everything, but she treats these things with indifference, neither feeling happy nor suffering from them, nor being happy or sad about them.
So, the arrogant Fairy of the Moon Palace tied up her twin ponytails, the snow-capped mountain cardamom grew into wooden clips, her plump mounds were marked with red marks, a corner of the Lingluo fruit leaked out like a pearl, and the edges of the phoenix's feathers were wet.
Only the fairy's face remained cold and cold, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Above them, countless stars dimly illuminated them.
In this picture of time and space, every moment they spend seems to be destined for eternity.
The universe is a vacuum world, sound cannot be transmitted, and Ning Jiujiu cannot understand Ye Changong's mood at the moment.
But they all know that this moment is beautiful, incomparably beautiful.
There are still long years to come.
"That's Altair and Vega."
Ning Jiujiu held her in his arms, pointed to the two stars on both sides of the dazzling Milky Way, and said: "It is said that the Weaver Girl is a fairy in the sky. She fell in love with a woman in the world, and was later separated by the Emperor of Heaven, so they could only live together The two ends of the Milky Way watch alone, and only every Chinese Valentine's Day, magpies will build a bridge for them so that they can meet."
Ye Changong also looked at the two stars.
"The separated couples will eventually meet again, and we..."
"never separate."
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The night is as cold as water at this moment.
They looked at the Cowherd and the Vega.
The two stars are also like a pair of gentle eyes.
Ye Chan Palace was covered with moon gauze.
In the Death Star Territory, a few hours later, they crossed over the endless meteorites and arrived in the middle of the meteorite belt.
There is a complete boulder in the middle, which still shows traces of deliberate carving after many years.
They all smelled a light and ancient atmosphere.
The two searched for the central boulder for a while, and finally found an entrance.
It seems to be something left behind when the old civilization left.
Ning Jiujiu originally thought that he would see some steel monsters and mechanical behemoths that he had seen in the evil light belt here, but he saw nothing.
The previous civilizations did leave something here, but they only left art.
In the winding center of the mountain stone, Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong saw many ancient paintings.
Those paintings have long been dated, but they are still preserved tenaciously.
The once glorious civilization can only glimpse the tip of the iceberg in this form.
They saw many paintings.
In the long past, these paintings should have been completed at different times, but under this time scale, the time between them seems to have lost its meaning.
Here are painted palaces with gorgeous domes, naked girls in palace skirts, long ink scrolls from deserted villages to bustling markets, and flat starry skies with quiet swirls...
They were once well known and touched countless people. Now, they are like lonely watchers, guarding the beauty of civilization in this lost ruins, and finally meet them across the long river.
Ning Jiujiu walked behind Ye Changong.
Ye Changong was looking at a painting.
In the smoke-like brushstrokes and against the backdrop of deep mountains and rivers, an elegantly seated woman folds her hands and smiles mysteriously and charmingly.
Ye Changong stood quietly in the ruins of the Death Star Territory, looking at this ancient painting from 1.5 billion years ago, whose name was no longer identifiable, and smiled.
("Above the Kingdom of God" is over, thank you all for accompanying you all the way.)
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