"Congratulations to Emperor Dongji Qingli Yingyuan who has survived the seventh robbery and returned to heaven."
"Zhixi, Lu Jing, and Zhang Shu welcome the Emperor to return to the residence." Zhixi's voice was like broken jade, cold and sweet.
God made a big joke.
Yan Dan didn't know what kind of expression to put on for a while, so he had no choice but to respond indifferently: "Congratulations."
It is not easy to endure the Seventh Tribulation, but in the end he will definitely be able to do it, just like in the past.
Yan Dan only felt a buzzing sound in his ears, and vaguely saw Yu Mo spread out the barrier, shrouding the entire Kulan Mountain. She recalled that Master once said that the three emperors of Jiuchen did not get together very often, because they were afraid that different immortal energy would affect their respective artifacts, and even the heavenly court would be destroyed.
Yu Mo doing this is tantamount to seeking death.
Yan Dan stood up, this situation was caused by her, and she couldn't leave all the mess to Yu Mo to clean up. She always thought that women didn't need to be weak, but later learned that this was not the case at all. No matter how hard she suffered, she would always pant for a while and then get up again. However, the one who really teaches people to pity, is afraid that after being wronged, he can't bear to turn his back and leave the other side a thin back, right? But she, appearing in front of Ying Yuan again and again, has always looked very indifferent and heartless.
Yan Dan took two steps back in panic, turned around and ran towards Yu Mo, and then hurried away a few steps. Suddenly, a flash of brilliance flashed before her, and an enchantment solidly blocked in front of her. Yan Dan turned around stiffly and looked straight back, but saw that Tang Zhou was already standing not far from her, with elegant sleeves, like a young immortal who stood beside the mist-shrouded Yaochi.
Even if the appearance changes, the elegance will not change. But she never thought about Tang Zhou and Ying Yuanjun together. She thought that Ying Yuan must stay in heaven and not suffer from the reincarnation of the seventh life. Even if it's not hers in the end, she doesn't want to slander it, not to mention Ying Yuan is really good for her.
"The earth stop has been taken out, and the Zhuanglan Mountain Realm will definitely be destroyed. Even if you go there, it will be useless." After a while, Tang Zhou said in a deep voice.
Yan Dan only felt his throat dry, and he was full of words but couldn't come out. She thought that things had changed, and that nothing was impossible to face, but now she knew that once the memory was brought back to her head, the past would come endlessly. She heard the other party's voice hoarse, and called out softly: "Yan Dan." This sound woke her up.
Yan Dan suddenly backed away, bumping into the barrier behind him, and calmed down a little: "Untie the barrier."
Tang Zhou looked at her silently, but just stood still.
Yan Dan clenched his fingers under his sleeves and shouted at him: "Quickly untie the barrier! I owe no one in my life I owe you half a cent, and now that you have destroyed this place, why do you still care about me? What's wrong?!" Just shouting with a crying voice like this is just a stern look, without any momentum.
Tang Zhou gently flicked his sleeves, and the oncoming Li Feng was no longer afraid, and swept in with a fierce roar, blowing out the last bright light in his eyes. He closed his eyes slightly and thought, if he can't even forgive himself for what he has done, then who should he expect to forgive
Among the three emperors of Jiuchen, he was at the bottom. From the very beginning, he knew that he was different from Emperor Zixu and Emperor Yuanshi Changsheng. In particular, Emperor Zixu, today's emperor's immortal rank is the accumulation of the credits he has made for the heavenly court, but he, the Qingli Emperor, was destined from birth.
The ancient artifact was infused with the effort and hard work of the founding gods, and his immortal energy was exactly in line with the divine artifact.
I just remember that since I was young, I have no time to spare, and I have nothing else to do except reading and cultivating Dao all day long. He has a strong temperament, and he doesn't want to compare himself with his colleagues. Heaven rewards his diligent work, and it can be considered quite profitable for hundreds of years.
Lu Jing was placed beside him by the Jade Emperor in the early years, and he was respectful and solemn. In terms of Xianjun's style, he was actually better than Emperor Zixu. When he was young, Ying Yuan felt that Lu Jing was a bit boring, and he couldn't help but want to pick out some thorns and replace them with immortals. Later, he found that Xianjun Lu Jing was really a model of immortals, and it was difficult to even pick bones in eggs.
All of this continued until the battle between Heavenly Court and the Evil God.
His eyes were injured by the fire poison, and every day when he woke up, the dense fog in front of him became heavier, and he knew that he would not be able to see it soon. Those days were the most difficult times he had spent, and he knew the result, but he couldn't do anything. Ling Huayuanjun came over and mentioned that the heart of four leaves can cure all diseases. He knew that the fairy under his seat was the one who was supported by Siye Hanli, but if it plucked out her heart, it would be despicable and low, and he couldn't do such a thing.
When the fire poison broke out once, Lu Jingxianjun was waiting by his side. Since this incident, the immortals below have been frightened, and they are also trembling when they see him. At that time, Ying Yuan could no longer restrain the immortal energy around him, so he had to trap himself at the end of the heaven at the south of the end of the earth.
The time of coma is getting longer, and the days of being awake are less and less, and it may not be long before he will be sucked up by the Kunlun Sacred Tree and die. Before the demise of the primordial spirit, the Tianlong of the Western Tianzhu will definitely rot and smell bad. And so will he.
To the south of Di Ya, he recognized Yan Dan.
He was rarely sober that day, and when he heard the movement of her intruding in, he helped her out, but he was a little surprised: I don't know who the fairy taught by the immortal monarch is running around, even in such a desolate place. Don't let it go. After getting along for a long time, I just realized that Yan Dan's flying and jumping temperament really doesn't look like a fairy. Later, she really is no longer a fairy.
"The nine fins raised by the Antarctic fairy are big and fierce, and they have a beard..."
As far as he knew, Jiu-Fin was a relic of the ancients, and was on the verge of extinction because of shallow desires.
"Yesterday, I was scolded by Master again. He said that even if I am like this, it will not be possible for me to become a high immortal in another five hundred years. I don't want to..."
He couldn't help thinking that five hundred years would be an understatement. He estimated that she would not become an immortal in another thousand years, but he still refrained from telling the truth.
Yan Dan likes agarwood, and always brings new ones for him to smell. Days and nights when he loses his mind less and less, but he never thinks about whether there is a person who has become a natural existence. Since he is cultivating the Dao, there is no need for emotional fetters, not to mention that nothing in this world will be immutable, just like he used to be Emperor Qingli, and now he can have nothing.
Ying Yuan groped slowly in the dark, knocked over the stool and bumped into the door frame. The faint fragrance of lotus flowers around him seemed to be the last ray of light in the dark, so he could still support him and never complained. He asked casually if it was the season when the kangaroos were in full bloom, and Yan Dan always grumbled and complained to him that the lotus in the lotus pond outside the window was actually snow-white instead of bright red, which was ugly and tight.
He never thinks about unrealistic things. Now that his eyes are broken, he has to get used to living in the dark.
It's just that one morning, the first time I woke up, I was almost blinded by the light that penetrated the carved wooden window. The transparent sunlight shone on the fairy, Zhixi. She lowered her head slightly, with a beautiful neck. , elegant and graceful. Ying Yuan closed his eyes, opened them again, and remembered what Ling Huayuanjun had said for no reason. Except for the heart of Siye Hanli, no one else could heal his eyes. So, what did he get his eyes for now, Zhixi's heart, or something else
After moving back to the original fairy mansion, everything seemed to return to the past. When he was away, he accumulated a lot of documents. He also passed by the Diya Palace in his spare time, and only walked in once, and there was no one in the huge library. He hasn't stepped foot for a moment since.
This is still not the same as before. Occasionally when it is quiet, I feel restless, I want to see someone, and I want to hear someone talking in my ear, whatever you say, even if it's just full of nonsense. Occasionally, when he was at the desk and reading the documents, he would feel that there were eyes watching him, and that feeling would disappear when he raised his head.
Later, he happened to bump into him again. Zhixi stood at the edge of the table and looked at him with a thoughtful look, and he didn't rush to avoid him after meeting his eyes.
Ying Yuan has always had a good impression of Zhixi. She is the fairy in charge of sacrifices, and he is in charge of the prosperity of the mortal dynasty, which was originally involved. Bai Lianlingjun once joked that if they were placed in the mortal world, then they would be a family like this. If the two people inside and outside the master lived too peacefully, then this family would not be defeated.
There is about this relationship, and there will be a feeling of closeness.
If it was Zhixi who exchanged half a heart for his eyes, then he should treat her better. What's more, he couldn't think of anyone who could do this, besides Zhixi
"It's so late that you don't have to wait for the pen and ink, just go back and rest." Ying Yuan put down the pen, picked up the tweezers beside the oil lamp, and slashed the dried wick.
Zhixi didn't say anything, she lowered her body and went out.
Fairy Zhangdeng stood outside, holding a tea cup on a wooden plate in her hand, just in time to meet Zhixi.
The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the Yaochi event was approaching.
When Fairy Palm Lamp lit the oil lamp on the desk, she bit her lip and asked cautiously, "Emperor, who will you take with you this time at the Yaochi meeting?"
Ying Yuan hummed softly: "If you didn't mention it, I almost remembered it." He casually placed a document on his left, and said lightly, "Tell Zhixi and teach her not to forgotten."
Zhang Deng couldn't help but say: "Emperor, but you and Fairy..."
Ying Yuan heard the difference, raised his head and looked at her: "What?"
Zhang Deng hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "But I have long been infatuated with you... the Emperor, doesn't the Emperor never feel it? Why does Zhixi do it, but I can't? If it's sooner or later, she I've only been here for a hundred years, but I've always been here..."
Ying Yuan took a new document from his right and opened it, with a flat tone: "In heaven, it is impossible to have ordinary feelings. You have been with me for so long, don't you know this?"
"But… "
"If it's what you said, where were you when I was on Earth?"
The palm lamp's face suddenly turned pale.
At that time, Ying Yuan didn't know what the consequences of his words would be.
However, on the day of the Yaochi event, Zhixi hurriedly left. Ying Yuan didn't ask any further, Gu Zizai walked around, and when he turned to the corner, he saw a very familiar figure standing there, standing on tiptoe to grab the flower branch protruding from the side of the lotus pond.
Ying Yuan walked over, stood behind her and raised his hand to hold the lotus flower: "Why are you hiding here alone? Do you think it's too noisy over there?"
The other party looked at the lotus pond, and even his voice was dry: "It's not noisy, I don't like to stay."
Ying Yuan couldn't help but startled. The tone of this voice seemed to be different from Zhixi's, but looking at his appearance, it was not very different. He hummed in a low voice: "Then go back, Yaochi's gathering will take three or five days, and no one will notice if there are one or two people missing."
"Do you think you're talking to Zhixi? But I'm not her." She took a step closer, with a bright smile on her face: "You said, when your eyes can see again, you will recognize me. It's here... It turns out, it's just a casual talk."
Ying Yuan was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Yan Dan?"
He will not forget her voice, and when he can't see anything, there is only such a person to accompany him to talk to relieve the boredom. However, she had such a similar appearance to Fairy Ji, and anyone could see the relationship between them at a glance. So, this half-heart...
"You finally remember now, so how are you going to repay me?"
Ying Yuan was startled again, and had to say, "What you say is what... What do you want?" Even if he had to goug out the eyes and give them back to her, or if she lost her cultivation base, she would be compensated, as long as she said what she said. out, he will do it.
But Yan Dan said, "In those days... I seem to like you a little bit, Emperor Ying Yuan."
Ying Yuan remembered that the day before yesterday, Fairy Zhangdeng had also said similar things, but she just heard her say it out of nowhere but didn't know what it was like: "This kind of joke can't be said casually."
"Isn't a joke just a casual joke, do you have to say it seriously?"
Ying Yuan originally thought that he knew her very well, but now he knows that he can't understand her mind at all. She used to speak softly and sometimes coquettishly, but now she speaks sharply: "You are not like this. ."
Yan Dan lowered his head and dawdled for a while, then quickly said: "Emperor, I'll go first." The moment she turned around, Ying Yuan couldn't help raising her hand to stop it, as if there was a feeling that this step was taken is goodbye. Yan Dan stopped, raised his head to look at him, his eyes were as transparent as glass, much like a docile little animal.
Ying Yuan shook his head: "You go."
He didn't know what he was thinking about, and many things came together in chaos. At the end, he turned back and walked back, just in time to see that half of Zhang Deng's body fell into the Tao of Samsara, and Yan Dan just pulled back his hand - originally, Zhang Deng was holding her wrist to support her.
In the end, Yan Dan jumped from the Seventh World Reincarnation Dao.
Ying Yuan actually knew that Fairy Palm Lamp was not pushed down by her. Yan Dan seemed naughty, but she would not do such a bad thing. But the situation at that time, even if he believed, was powerless. He just didn't expect that Yan Dan would dare to jump.
When he pulled Fairy Zhangdeng up, Zhixi was standing not far away, frowning slightly, his eyes clear, looking straight at Fairy Zhangdeng. She walked to the shivering palm lamp, just sneered, and then Gu Zi turned around.
On that day, Ying Yuan returned to Di Ya, closed his eyes and walked to a carved wooden window along the route he knew by heart. A long time ago, she grumbled and complained that most of the kangaroos in this lotus pond were snow-white, ugly and tight, not as good-looking as the pale red ones.
He had also stood by the window at that time, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of fenugreek, and this standing was a whole day.
Ying Yuan pushed open the closed window, but was stunned again.
Outside the window, there are bushes and weeds.
He remembered that she used to describe vividly how well the lotus bloomed in this season, the shallow smile she always had when she spoke, her prolonged ending and his coquettish expression.
That's how he missed it.