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After returning to the Heavenly Tilt Hall for a few months, many of the memories of the Divine Monarch Hall faded. Wuyan still often goes to the Academy Pavilion of the Divine Monarch Hall to comprehend the way of divine skills with the cultivators, leaving Luoyan alone to chase and abuse animals in the mountains of the Heavenly Tilting Palace. As the days went by, she was also very bored, so she asked in every way. Wuyan couldn't be stubborn, so he had to agree to take her to the academy once.

That day, the sky was slightly bright, and the smoke had already followed the master to the Shenjun's dormitory. When Shenjun saw her, he just raised his forehead slightly, and looked at Wuyan quietly.

Wuyan explained: "Luoyan has never been to the Academy, and today I want to take her to see and see. ”

Shenjun replied with a smile: "It's okay, after all, Luoyan is the god of the gods, and it is natural to communicate more with the gods." ”

Wuyan nodded politely in thanks, and pressed down Luoyan's head. She received the master's meaning, and two words popped out of her mouth: "Thank you!" ”

Wuyan and Shenjun are both highly respected divine ancestors of the Protoss, immortal and immortal. Wherever they passed, the gods and fairy maids retreated. Luoyan knew that he couldn't be at the same level as them, so he could only follow quietly. Perhaps because of her, they walked slowly, talking all the way. The smoke is also happy to enjoy the scenery of this temple of the gods. In the distance, the clouds and mist drift among the finely carved pavilions, and the fairies in the near distance enter and exit the jade trees and silver flowers, as if in a dream.

Passing by a lake, the smoke suddenly stopped. She saw a woman sitting alone on a jutting rock by the edge of the blue lake, staring coldly and desperately at the blue lake. I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but I could feel her heartache - the thought that had been hidden for a hundred years, the pain that I wanted to see but couldn't - and suddenly the woman jumped into the lake, and she rushed over.

"Falling smoke!" With a loud shout, a figure flashed over in time to hug her body and bring her back to the shore.

The smoke is like being immersed in some nightmare, and he can't speak in the arms of the god king. With a red glow on his index finger, he tapped her forehead. Wake up from a dream.

"Just now I saw a woman who wanted to jump into the lake, just to save her." She squeezed out a smile and pointed to the convex stone not far away.

Shenjun and Wuyan looked over at the same time, and then looked at each other, their faces slightly surprised-Where did the woman come from? Luoyan said in his heart, "Oh! "Why, is she dreaming in broad daylight?

"Huh! I didn't sleep well last night, I was dreaming. She smirked and stood up. Shenjun's embrace was warm, but she was not allowed to be nostalgic.

"This lake water can't be touched lightly, be careful in the future!" The god lord solemnly told each other.

Luoyan nodded, and involuntarily held Master's hand, feeling scared in his heart. It is not the gods who are afraid, but the lake. She always felt that she had a memory with it, and a familiar name kept coming to her mind - the Falling Smoke Lake.

Wuyan's palms were warm, and a powerful and peaceful aura warmed her and calmed her panic.

"Falling smoke, this is the falling smoke lake of the Protoss. That's where Master met you. Wuyan said gently, "Let's go." ”

The Divine Monarch nodded thoughtfully, turned and continued on his way.

The Academy Pavilion is a school for cultivators, consisting of tens of thousands of courtyards, each providing different divine skills for cultivation. Muhiko and Kami-kun walk through the courtyard. When the cultivators saw them, they naturally retreated, and they were respectful. Recently, they have often been haunting this place, even at the Divine Ancestor level, these Divine Cultivators are no longer surprised. Although there is a lot of smoke today, no scholar dares to ask questions.

Of course, the Divine Monarch and Wuyan also had no time to take care of these cultivators. They were just interested in discussing how to merge the courtyards and how to allow scholars to practice different skills at the same time. There is no interest in falling smoke, and his face is full of sleepiness.

"No God, let's let the smoke go to the empty room to rest for a while." The god king mentioned yì to.

Wuhiko did not object. Then the smoke fell and he was left in an empty room to rest. Most of the cultivators come from mortals, taking into account their habits, the wing room of this academy pavilion is biased towards folk furnishings. One bed, one table and four wooden chairs, smooth and without carvings, but it is also a wood from the south of the sky, and it will not rot for ten thousand years. Before leaving, the Divine Monarch deliberately planted the night. The rich darkness, the quiet night, and the sleepiness are not to be missed.

Falling off the smoke and lying down lightly, he soon fell asleep. In the darkness she heard a woman crying:

"Why lie to me?! …… I believe in you so much! You are my only hope......"

Then a white light burst out, illuminating the field of vision of the falling smoke. She saw a woman in white holding a dagger in her hand, and the other end of the dagger pierced into the heart of the Divine Monarch. This white light came out of his heart, illuminating the entire dormitory, and also imprinting his face-a slightly frowning brow with a hint of bitterness.

And that woman is clearly herself-

At that moment, Luoyan seemed to be out of breath, stunned and helpless. The pain in her heart was so real that she woke up. It's a dream, but why wake up and rest with pain in your heart? Something had happened, she was sure.

Luoyan turned over and ran out of the academy pavilion until the shore of the lake where Luoyan fell.

"Falling smoke...... Falling smoke ......" a voice called, as if from the bottom of the lake, as if from her dusty memory.

She jumped into the lake, a mysterious force dragging her to the bottom. The deep lake is still blue, but it is extremely piercing. She opened her eyes suddenly, and there were floating corpses all over the field as far as her eyes could see, although they were covered with mud, they were still distinguished, some old and some young, there was no trace of death pain on their faces, as if they were still immersed in the life of the day of death, there were old people sitting and drinking tea opposite each other, there were children playing in the streets, there were young women dancing in the courtyard, and there were strong men who were working. There are countless courtyards, remnants of flowers and dead trees, and life is solidified into a corpse in an instant, becoming a ruin.

Frightened, she instinctively struggled to get back to shore, but she couldn't break through the mysterious force. The mud floating lake water gradually muddy, and the pressure of thousands of catties followed. Her weak body could no longer move, and on the verge of death, some kind of confinement seemed to be washed away by the lake, and the memory miraculously became clear.

"Yan'er, mother is going to take you to a mysterious place."

The face of this young woman, which had never appeared in my memory, was so clear at this moment. is not endless, not skin like snow, but his eyes are full of affection, his lips are bewitched, his green silk hair hangs down to the ground, and his blue skirt sways in the wind. Although it is the color of ordinary mortals, it has the charm of never forgetting each other.

"Your fate is in his thoughts." The young woman looked up to the sky and sighed.

……

"Why are you sitting here alone?"

"Wait for my mother."

……

"Wuhiko, you can't go! Changxuan's enchantment, how can you and I break it! She will remain at the bottom of the lake, and she will never be reborn. ”

"Hengtian, you sue me, is this also her fate?"

"It's the fate of the Yuling people!"

……

"From now on, you can call me Master."

"Master?"

……

"Mother!" Luoyan woke up in shock, saw Master Wuyan's handsome face, and then realized that he had returned to the Luohua Pavilion of the Heavenly Tilting Palace.

"I'm sorry, Master." Falling smoke bowed his head and whispered. She knew that there was another incident, and she desperately remembered but couldn't find a clue. Something happened that has been sealed by God, and I only remember seeing my mother in a dream, but my mother's face has been blurred.

"You can go to the back mountain for a walk." Wuyan said calmly, "The Divine Monarch is still in the Library. With that, he disappeared from the sight of the falling smoke.

Luoyan got up obediently, feeling like he had just recovered from a long-term illness. Because he had been lying down for a long time, his body was slightly sore. The back mountain in the master's mouth is a hint of the "Nine Heavens Pool", the place where she bathes. This Nine Heavens Spiritual Water can not only cleanse the skin, but also have the effect of regulating mental injuries. She bathed in the pool, the water temperature was a little hotter than usual, and the effect of soothing the muscles and bones was significantly improved. Those who can control the temperature of the water of the Nine Heavens, except for Master Wuyan, I am afraid that no other god can do it.

"Thank you, Master." She closed her eyes and adjusted her mind, but she couldn't help but remember her mother's face. But she was only three years old at that time, how could she remember?

Still wearing Master's favorite white dress, with long hair pulled lightly, she came to the Book of Heaven, Master's Library.

"Muhiko! The people of the Yuling clan are born to be gods! How did Falling Smoke become a god? How have you defied the heavens in the past 500 years? The voice of the Divine Monarch came.

It turned out that Shenjun had not left yet, and Luoyan habitually hid under the windowsill to eavesdrop.

"Isn't this Changxuan's lake bottom barrier also unbreakable?" Wuyan chuckled, "Aren't we broken too." ”

"You and I were just lucky that day."

"If Chang Xuan knew that there was today, he shouldn't have set up that enchantment in the first place."

"Have you ever been hurt?"

"How can I be hurt?" Wuyan smiled disdainfully and said calmly, "However, thank you Shenjun for being willing to join forces with me that day." Otherwise, this Ancestral Divine Monarch's Hidden Lake Realm is not something that I can break through alone. ”

"The lake should be filled." Shenjun sighed, "I only remember that Changxuan loves this lake very much, but I don't remember why." I'm old too. ”

"These tens of thousands of years of memory, just pick up a few important things to remember. Why dwell? Wuyan looked out the window and shouted, "Luoyan, do you want to come in and thank the Divine Monarch?" ”

"Huh." Shenjun said with a smile, "Why bother Yaxing, who she is eavesdropping? ”

Falling smoke jumped out of the window and respectfully thanked the gods. Although she could not remember her past, she had read the books of God for hundreds of years. The power of this ancestor Monarch Changxuan to return to heaven is known to heaven and earth. Is his barrier beyond his god to break? However, Master and Shenjun finally rescued her, and although she did not see the hardships during this period, she can imagine it.

"It's hard to be obedient." The Divine Monarch smiled and said, "My Divine Monarch Hall will be stable from now on. ”

Luo Yan smiled back, walked straight to Wuyan, and whispered, "Master, I'll make you a pot of tea, okay?" ”

"Exactly. I can also compete with the Divine Monarch. Wuyan's always cold face is rarely relieved.

Before his voice fell, the white mist formed a chessboard on its own not far away. With a wave of his hand, a black piece occupies the center. Muhiko followed closely with white chess. went back and forth like this, and there was no winner or loser. When the heat is ready, the smoke falls and makes a cup of hot tea for each of them.

"I finally understand why the Godless Venerable took this beloved disciple alone." Shenjun said, "This tea is tepid, a cup is not finished, and I have thought about the next cup." ”

"If the Divine Monarch is distracted again, I'm afraid I'm going to lose this game." Wuyan held a purple sand cup, only smelling the fragrance of tea, and was not in a hurry to decorate.

"What does it matter if you win or lose?" The Divine Monarch said frankly, "As long as there is no Divine Venerable, what is the Divine Race afraid of? ”

The fragrance of tea is curling, the laughter is hidden, and the smoke suddenly feels the happiest thing in the world, but this is nothing more than this - there is a master, and now there is a god.

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