Groups of flaming lin beasts flew across the sky, and the entire psychic stream was illuminated by the flames burning on their bodies.
"Even if the emperor of the dynasty travels, I'm afraid it's just like this." Someone sighed.
Looking at the mighty fire, Ye Yunlan remembered what Ye Xun said before that his brother disappeared in order to save him, and Ye Xun came to Tianchi Mountain to find his brother, and suddenly felt a little ironic.
The brother Ye Xun was looking for should be kept here.
- Surrounded by countless followers, sitting on the flying frame overlooking the world.
The Crown Prince of the Lunar Dynasty, Ye Xuanguang.
Ye Yunlan recited the name lowly in his heart, and his eyes were indifferent.
Shen Shu suddenly said, "Master, that Lunar Prince, is really just like what they said, he is about to break through the six realms of the mortal body when he is less than 30 years old?"
The six realms of the mortal body are for qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Yuan Ying, spirit transformation, and transcendence of calamities.
It took Shen Shu three years of cultivation to reach the Golden Core Stage, which was a speed that was enough to shock the world, but even at this speed, it would take at least thirty years for him to cultivate to the Transcending Tribulation Stage.
And Ye Xuanguang was not even thirty years old.
Shen Shu's talent is rare in the world.
But Ye Xuanguang is a peerless magic weapon that the entire ancient family has cultivated with all the strength of the family.
The birth of the other party was predicted by the book of heaven, and he inherited the purest blood power of the entire Ye family.
…and the power of his blood.
Ye Yunlan said: "The rumors are not false."
Shen Shu was silent for a while, and said, "It seems that I don't work hard enough in my daily practice."
Ye Yunlan frowned slightly, and said, "The Prince on the Sun has the power of the ancient bloodline to help him. He was already a Nascent Soul when he was born, so you don't need to compare with him."
Shen Shu: "Birth... is Yuan Ying?"
Ye Yunlan gave a "hmm".
Shen Shu said: "The power of blood... is it really that powerful?"
Ye Yunlan didn't intend to lie to him, and said calmly, "Perhaps, it is stronger than you think."
Shen Shu said: "Is this some... not fair to other monks in the world who don't have the power of blood?"
"Fairness?" Ye Yunlan's voice revealed a bit of sarcasm, "How can there be true fairness in this world."
He looked at the flames burning in the sky, and was silent for a moment, "It's just that sometimes a strong bloodline is not necessarily a good thing. God gives people talent, but at the same time they also bear heavy responsibilities."
Back then, not long after he was rescued by Chen Weiyuan, he heard the news that the Prince of Yaori had broken through the mortal realm, ascended to the throne, and led the entire Yaori Dynasty.
At that time, Ye Xuanguang was not yet over half a hundred years old, when the news came out, it shocked the world.
Later, when Demon Lord died, he was surrounded and suppressed by Taoism and Demons and fled into Guangming Ye of Xizhou.
At that time, the Yaori Dynasty had already ruled Xizhou, and Ye Xuanguang was honored by the world as "Emperor Changming". In the Yaori Dynasty, the power of the Daomen and Demon Gates had been greatly curbed. He escaped the siege and practiced incognito until In Kendo Mahayana, no one in the world can ignore what he has done, and only then can he walk in the world again.
After he was called "Jianzun" by the world with both respect and awe, he had a meeting with Emperor Changming at the top of the twilight.
Chaomu Dian was originally the boundary between the Xizhou Dynasty and the Xingyue Dynasty. After the unification of Xizhou, Chaomu Dian became a palace for Emperor Changming.
The top of the mountain is divided into two minutes of day and night.
The sun rises in the east, and the moon rises in the west, forever.
On that day, he personally took the Asura Sword and went to Chaomu Dian to find Emperor Changming.
Emperor Changming stood on the face of the sun, dressed in black robes, wearing a purple-gold crown, and stood with his hands behind his back.
The mountain wind rolled up his robes, and the Emperor Zun's low voice came from the wind.
"I have ruled the world for more than 200 years, and I have lost a lot of people. The most regrettable thing is that in this life, although I have been in charge of mountains and rivers, I have always had a shallow relationship."
With a ferocious ghost face and an Asura sword in his hand, he stood on the dark side of Chaomu Peak.
Moonlight streamed on the pale knuckles of his sword.
He said lightly: "The emperor has parents and clans around him, and there are countless concubines. How can it be regarded as shallow kinship?"
Changming Emperor Zun said: "If your parents and clan only have expectations for you but have no tolerance, if your concubines and concubines are ruthless because of their responsibilities, and if the closest relatives in the world are separated from you because of you, then you should know why I would say Myself, my kinship is shallow."
He said: "Since I was born, I have no relatives and no reason, and I have been alone for the rest of my life. I don't understand what Your Majesty said."
Emperor Changming turned around, his golden eyes were burning like the sun, and he repeated in a low voice, "Yes, you don't understand."
He was silent for a while and said, "I came here just to ask for something from Your Majesty."
Emperor Changming: "What."
He said, "I want the last flower in the world that is hidden in the imperial treasury."
The Soul Harvesting Flower is the most precious spiritual thing in the world. If an ordinary person dared to speak directly to the Emperor, he would have been knocked away by a flick of his sleeve, but the Emperor Changming only said, "What are you going to do with the Soul Harvesting Flower?"
He said, "Protect the person I want to protect."
Emperor Changming was startled for a while, but after a while he let out a low laugh.
"It turns out that you already have someone you want to protect..."
The emperor said, raising the hand that can only command the country and control the universe. A crack was torn out of the void, and a flower flowing with black and white light was taken out of the void and lay in the palm of Emperor Venerable.
Emperor Changming opened his palm to him.
He took the soul-harvesting flower, carefully put it into the storage ring, and placed it with a broken soul lamp.
"Dare to ask Your Majesty, what price do I have to pay?" he asked.
Emperor Changming respected Xin and stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "There is no cost."
After a while, he suddenly said, "If possible, I would like to hear you call me 'brother'."
This time, Emperor Changming didn't call himself me again.
He pursed his lips, and the "brother" couldn't be said.
"Please make another request, Your Majesty."
Emperor Changming looked at him and said, "You are not joking. I have already said that I will not ask you to pay if you don't need to pay. This brother, whether you call me or not, and whether I would like to help you, has nothing to do with it. relation."
"But can you tell me, who is the person you want to protect?"
He was silent for a long time before he spoke.
"He's the one I've never been to... Dao Companion."
At that time, he did not expect that the trip to the top of the morning and evening would be the last time he would meet Emperor Changming in his previous life.
Thirty years later, the world was shattered by a catastrophe.
The Heavenly Desolate Crack first appeared in the Western Continent, and the extraterrestrial demons ravaged the world. Emperor Changming went to the crack alone and used his body as a sacrifice to completely seal the Heavenly Desolation Crack, and the world could be peaceful for ten years.
Emperor Zun was the first immortal-level powerhouse to be martyred in the catastrophe.
When he heard the news, he stood in the courtyard where Zhongzhou and Mozun lived together, watching the apricot flowers slowly drifting to the ground.
Suddenly, the most unpredictable thing in the world is the destiny.
The advent of the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, in fact, those who are good at deciphering the secrets of heaven have noticed it many years ago.
The Ye clan has the divine artifact scriptures, and their deduction power is only slightly inferior to the Chen clan, who are all life cultivators.
Changming Emperor Zun was born in response to the destiny, and is the key to the Ye family's robbery.
However, the prophecy of the salvation of the man of destiny in the heavenly book, the cultivation of the Ye clan with all the strength of their blood, in exchange, is only ten years of existence in the world.
…
Ye Yunlan didn't stare at the dazzling flames in the dark night for too long.
He turned his head to Shen Shu and said, "Let's go."
Shen Shu nodded.
The two walked through the bustling market of cultivators.
Although Ye Yunlan has no cultivation level, his eyesight is still there, and he has selected several suitable spiritual materials for Shen Shu. This trip has been considered a success.
He didn't plan to go back to the Moon Shadow Wall cave immediately, but just wandered around the psychic stream at will.
The scenery in the psychic stream is eerily beautiful, and many scenery are hard to see in the human world.
Walking and walking, I came to a quiet lakeside where fluorescent light danced. The breeze passed by, and the silvery glowing weeping willows swayed gently on the shore of the lake.
It is a good place to play the qin with people quiet.
Cha Shenshu has been out of anger recently, which is just the way to clear his mind and concentrate.
Then he said to Shen Shu, "I will take it out for the teacher's violin."
Shen Shu took out the guqin from the storage ring.
Ye Yunlan took the guqin, took off the power fence, put it on his side, put his hands on the strings, tried a few notes with his hands, and then began to play with his eyes closed.
The sound of the piano drifted far and wide by the lake.
In recent years, Shen Shu has often listened to his master playing the qin.
I have never felt bored, but I like it more and more. As long as I listen to the sound of the piano, the anger in my heart can be temporarily eased.
Fluorescent lights danced around the lake, and the shadows of the trees swayed slowly.
In the dark, a few shadows were twisting joyfully, and from time to time they quietly stretched out, trying to catch a little flying fluorescence.
Suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
The sound of the piano has come to an abrupt end.
Shen Shu frowned.
Ye Yunlan raised her eyes to look at the source of the sound, and found a person lying beside the weeping willow.
A seriously injured person.
The other party was wearing a dark robe, and there was blood spreading around him.
I don't know if it was an illusion or not, the blood was glowing with a faint golden light.
Ye Yunlan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he got up and walked over to see the face of this man.
ordinary. Throwing into the crowd will not recognize the ordinary.
There was a wound that pierced through the chest, and the injury was very serious.
"Master, this person..." Shen Shu hesitated.
Ye Yunlan looked down for a moment, stopped on a jade plaque on the other side's waist, and said, "Take him back."
-pain.
This was his first feeling when he was half awake.
Confused memories linger in my mind.
At dawn and dusk, the wind howls.
Holding the sword, he swallowed the sweet blood in his throat, and sneered, "Xu Xinghuang, if you lose, you lose, and you use such a nasty method."
Xu Xinghuang stood in the same place and looked at him fiercely, "If you dare to abolish my cultivation base and destroy the foundation of my bloodline, you should know that my family will not let you go..."
The Nightmare Beast King wearing black flames sprang out from the void, sitting on it was a warrior wearing a star-moon mask, wearing black armor, and holding a spear, with a strong momentum. Has surpassed the tribulation.
He wiped the blood from his lips expressionlessly, pulled out the long sword on the ground, pulled the ancient chalcedony around his neck, and threw it to the boy standing beside him.
"Xiao Xun, let's go!"
The spear penetrated the chest cavity.
Blood splattered.
…
"you're awake."
Suddenly a cold voice was heard.
He woke up from a dream. I just felt shattered. Finally, I slowly opened my eyes.
Someone was sitting beside the bed, looking at him.
The other side is very pale, but there is a scarlet embellishment at the end of the eye.
The beauty of face and color is more abundant than the thousands of flowers in the world.
And... so familiar.
He murmured subconsciously: "Mother..."
Ye Yunlan frowned, this person was injured and his brain was hurt, and he actually regarded him as his mother.
"I'm not your mother." He said lightly, "It's just that I accidentally bumped into you on the side of the road and rescued you."
Looking at the cold eyes of the person in front of him, he slowly recovered.
Different.
His mother was submissive and submissive, smiling only on his father's shoulder, not showing such an indifferent expression.
this person…
Suddenly, an incredible idea came into his mind.
Reluctantly stood up and found that the wound on his chest had been bandaged, but because of the serious injury, the cultivation base could not be used for the time being.
This is the weakest time he has been in so many years.
"What's your name?" the person in front of him asked.
He hesitated for a moment, looked deeply at the face that looked very much like his mother, and finally spoke up.
"My name is... Gu Xuan."
The author has something to say: Shizun: I call my mom when I meet you, but I really have you.