A few days of promise came to an end quickly. She returned to the Academy Pavilion of the Divine Monarch's Temple. Primate skills and combat skills. Shenjun has been silently watching her. Every little progress is reported by the Divine One. Occasionally she would see the straight shadow. Independent clouds looking at the smoky lake. His unseen sorrow. It infects her deeply.

Shenjun Hengtian. What you want. I'll pay you back.

She practiced harder than anyone else. I want to be strong enough to let the wisp of smoke leave my body. You have to live yourself. Because nameless.

Seeing that 100 years are approaching. She didn't even have a single skill. The people of the Yuling clan are destined not to become gods. This ancient curse. She can't break it. Finally understood. Why did Master only teach her the trick of dreaming? Master is afraid to know. She couldn't call the wind and rain like a god for the rest of her life. Fight the demons.

Could she really only be a weakling. If you lose the protection of the Protoss. It can only be like a mortal in smoke. Sink to the bottom of the lake. There are more and more solitary days looking up at the sky. She couldn't let go of the pain in her heart. A spell that even the ancestor Changxuan can't change. The god of the clouds, Hengtian. And how.

The wisp of smoke that is mortal. From the time she was a fetus. and they will feed for a thousand years with the same blood and the same vessel. Deep into her flesh and bones spinal cord. How to separate.

If you cultivate to become a god. All souls will be dispersed automatically.** to immortality. Correct. This is not the result that the Divine Monarch Hengtian wants. You can't become a god. It doesn't matter to him. All he wanted was for her to be strong enough to strip away that strand of soul. Tianchi powder couch. The cold body that has been sleeping for a thousand years. Still waiting.

The Divine Monarch Hengtian and the mortals fell into smoke. They should have joined hands to enjoy the bright moon of heaven and earth.

Thoughts become paintings. In the daze, she seemed to see a phantom picture:

Pink feather bells falling from the sky. Nine Heavens Streamer and the Bright Shadow of the Elves Flying...... Hengtian with a mysterious smile. Lift the lower jaw of the falling smoke. Kissed that soft lip. Kiss the taste of a lover from a thousand years ago.

"It's called the Nine Heavens Streamer...... If it's at night. These nine days will be even more exciting." He chuckled.

Biting her lip flap. Sensitively touching her senses. This kiss. As if it had survived for thousands of years.

"Light Feather ......," his hoarse voice rang in his ears.

Light feathers

She jumped to her feet. It's another remnant dream of wind and snow. Why is Hengtian calling for light feathers in his dreams?

Suddenly there was a "bang". The door was slammed open. The Elder of the North and South Gods appeared in front of her. The dormitory of the cultivators of this academy pavilion is generally not allowed to be disturbed. They are already out of the ordinary.

She looked at them quietly. I have a hunch in my heart. There is always no escape from what should come. If she can't be strong in her life. Shenjun can wait. They won't wait. Or. The Divine Monarch can't wait. Don't dare to lead for the sake of face. Secretly sent them to do what they had to do. Also highly likely.

"Come with us to Tianchi." Elder Nanshen said in a low voice.

Why ask. Divine Monarch Hengtian said. If he does not answer; No god dares to enter the heavenly pool. Now they are blatantly trying to take her to the forbidden land of the Protoss. I'm afraid that it has already been arranged. That being the case. Why ask? She followed them to bring Tianchi.

The view is still there. There is no change in the ice cave. The woman in the pink skirt sleeps peacefully on the ice cube couch. Beautiful and moving.

"You know who she is." Elder Beishen suddenly asked.

She nodded.

"Now that you know. We don't need to say more."

Elder Nanshen waved his long sleeves. A bright light suddenly appeared. Holding up her delicate body and forcing her into the ice wall.

Her world freezes in an instant. Limbs are trapped in ice. Can't move at all. But every nerve in every cell feels not cold. Rather, it burns like fire. Pain. Spread from the depths of the soul.

The elders of the northern and southern gods overtook the light of spiritual power at the same time. Forced into her mortal body. At the call of God. The eight souls and six spirits in the body began to be restless. Crazy surging. I heard the screams of souls trembling. The pain is picked to the extreme. Frontal tendon burst. Sweat drips. The vision began to blur. Patches with blood. Physically and mentally torn.

Soul & Spirit. They have been married for thousands of years. How to detach.

Fall into a fantasy world. There seemed to be eight souls and six spirits in front of him. Tangled like vines spiraling up. And the spiritual power of God protects only one of them. Only it grows stronger. The rest slowly withered as if they had been sucked blood. No fear of fire. I am not afraid of the pain of cutting my body. It's just that before I saw the Divine King. She can't die.

I have a wish. Thousands of knots. Must be solved.

"The time is not ripe. Thou shalt not take it." I suddenly heard Grandpa Wen yelling. In a daze, there seemed to be a shadow flashing in front of the ice cube.

"If you don't try, you don't know if the time is not ripe. If she can't get stronger for the rest of her life. Shenjun can wait. We can't." Elder Beishen immediately replied.

"The Divine Monarch may have an answer."

"Haha. Just the smoke is resurrected. If it is not allowed, it will be allowed." Elder Nanshen chimed in.

"Grandpa...... I'm fine...... As long as he's happy." She struggled to open half of her eyes. Intermittent road.

Grandpa Wen's vague shadow seemed to turn his head to look at her. The voice of the old man came to his ears:

"Light Feather. Hold on. The nameless city is loosened. The Divine Monarch has temporarily left the Heavenly Realm. Will be back soon."

"As long as the Divine Monarch promises to give Nameless ...... The last two words of "free ......" have exhausted their strength. Her eyelids drooped again. Unable to open their eyes again. Grandpa Wen will understand her last wishes. Will convey this sentence to the Divine Monarch.

She doesn't want to live. But this body is not what she wants after all. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the god to appear.

"Silly boy." I seemed to hear Grandpa Wen's crying response. She wanted to say something comforting. It's a pity that I can't open my mouth anymore. In fact. She doesn't feel stupid. As long as the nameless is free. As long as the god can stay with the smoke.

The wish has been granted. She died without regrets......

"Light Feather. Gotta live."

Suddenly, the deep voice of Divine Monarch Hengtian came from his ears. It seems to cross the sky and go straight to the heart. Calm and powerful.

It's a divine order. Or God's destiny.

She's actually regained her strength. Open your eyes. The Divine Monarch's silver-robed tall body was already standing in front of her. Green silk whisk. Staring at her, her eyes were dark and translucent. Bottomless. Like in the depths of his heart. She could never guess.

"Without the permission of this gentleman. How can Light Feather die you? Gotta live."

Sonic Boom Cave. The six walls of ice cracked with a "click, click, click", and countless deep marks. The elders of the North and South Gods have already put away the light of spiritual power. Bow your head and be silent and dare not answer. Although Grandpa Wen did not interject. I couldn't help but have a smile of relief on my face.

"Hengtian"

She wanted to sue him. This is my heart's desire. As long as he's happy. But unexpectedly, he finally opened his mouth. Blood gushes out like a torrent of bursting banks. In fact, the five abdomen and six organs have accumulated blood into a river early. It's just that she's been holding back.

It touched his frown. But Qingyu's miserable face. His silver fingertips were so mysterious. With God's reluctance and mercy. Glide across her pale cheeks. Finally, it stays in the mortal heart that almost stops beating.

Bear. It is almsgiving; Die. It is also a relief.

The space between life and death. She slept in the crook of his arm with a faint fragrance.

Eight souls and six spirits return to their places. Vitality Recovery. That was months later.

She is dressed in layers of white silk dresses. Elegantly standing in the back garden of the Divine Palace. Looking at Xianhe Lake in the distance. The evening breeze whispers. Cranes chirp and dance. Nine days of peace. The world should be comfortable and worry-free.

"God loves. It's just this soul in me." She said lightly.

"How did you hear our story?" The Divine Monarch Hengtian behind him asked lightly. The silver robe was dyed with the light of dusk. The regal has long been deeply rooted in her heart. Elephant in the room.

At this time they are. Long shadows and the glow of the heavenly realm. It's not a mirage. Aesthetic heaven cry.

"In Senyu Mountain. I feel a thousand years of love with the blood of the same origin. Eight beads together call Gu Kui. Ask the Emperor of Heaven to recreate her mortal body. This situation can be learned from heaven and earth. Don't forget." Speaking time. The heart throbbed inexplicably.

It is clearly a light feather. What is engraved in the bone should be nameless. But why is there always a voice coming from outside the sky? Constantly calling for "Hengtian".

"Light Feather is not an ordinary mortal. She has to live." He replied firmly. Without the slightest emotion.

"If I can't be strong enough for 10,000 years......"

"Then wait 10,000 years." He interrupted her.

"Shenjun. The future can be perceived." She suddenly glanced back at him.

"Future. That's going to open the wheel of fortune. But. Even if it's a god. Nor are you allowed to explore the past and future of the common people." He replied sternly.

"Hengtian. Look at the day. What's so different?" She didn't realize it. At this time, it is "Hengtian".

"Hmm." Slightly surprised. He didn't seem used to being called by her real name.

"Hengtian. I don't have a hundred years to wait. Because I want to wake up."

"Wake up. What is awakening?" The tone was slightly surprised. He didn't understand.

"This is Light Feather." She pointed to her heart. Then pat your head. Said gloomily. Available here. There is often a strange sound. There are even apparitions."

"What do you see?" He asked a little hurriedly.

"The seal of the Nameless City is quickly broken." She's calm.

He was suddenly silent.

"Hengtian. Promise me. Don't give divine orders. Slaughter the city." Turn around and shake his hand gently. She's pleading.

"How. If you want to kill a thousand years ago, you will kill it. Why be trapped in the city?" Hold your hands with her. He doesn't do evasion.

"Hengtian. I must go back to the Nameless City. Find Nameless. Between heaven and earth. Only he can dream. I want to wake up from this eternal dream." Gaze into those deep eyes. She's the same as ever.

Or. They have never been before. Some are in the future.

"Jokes. These nine heavens are the safest. You can't go anywhere." There was a look of displeasure on his face.

The Protoss above the noble. How can it be compared to the city of demons? Demons can dream of gods. For the god at that time, Hengtian was a fantasy.

Light Feather's dream is too bitter. She wanted to wake up. But he couldn't make Hengtian understand at that time. Since then. She hears a nameless call every night. It seems to come from the vast sky.

She couldn't sleep that night. The mind is always uncertain. Sitting alone in the small residence of the academy pavilion. There's a lot of stuff waiting for her to do. The body is hard to move. Seems to be expected. Grandpa Wen came to visit suddenly.

"Grandpa Wen. What happened?" She hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Yu'er. Grandpa has something to ask for. Say yes when you think clearly." Grandpa Wen closed the door tightly. Then sit down at the table.

She tried to listen quietly.