Chapter Eighty-Three: The Fall of Emperor Wa

Jun Heng is not here today, but he told Tianxing last night that his father has been discussing the matter of dealing with the Protoss and the Terrans for the past few days, so he will summon him back for several days, and he will be very busy these days and can't come to see her to compete. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that time, Tianxing heard him say the reason, and couldn't help but sigh, freedom is good, you can go wherever you want, there is no demon contract, there is no restraint, coming and going like a gust of wind, it is really comfortable, although she also sees Jun Heng running back and forth every time, she is more tired.

But in today's situation, who can stay out of it and not get tired? The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and there is no need to kill the Tao, slaughtering the creatures of the Six Realms, even the Second Realm of Demons and Demons, it is impossible to stay out of the matter, it was like this nine hundred years ago, and nine hundred years later, it will still not change.

All the way to the star-picking building, Tianxing raised his eyes to see, but it was the same as yesterday, the white fog wrapped the star-picking building, there was a white vortex in front of the building, Tianxing lined up in the center, looking at the huge field, now there are only 70 people left, because the previous painting passed 40 people, and the rest of the competition venue passed about 30 people, so there are 70 people in total, she felt a sigh in her heart.

The competition of this conference is getting more and more difficult day by day, and I think that after the third competition, I am afraid that there will not even be more than 20 people left. Or less than that.

That's going to pass the fourth competition, I don't know if there will be only three or five people left......

Tianxing felt that her biggest problem was that she thought too much and did too little, so she decided to correct this problem and no longer wanted to compete with these bad things, but instead thought about other things, such as what to eat after the competition.

Thinking about all kinds of delicacies, and the days when he would regain his freedom after the competition, Tianxing felt a burst of excitement, but he was not so nervous.

Anyway, she only has one contract now, and the demon contract with the tanuki was made between her and the tanuki clan, so naturally she has the final say, so as long as she cancels the patronage god contract with the divine grace clan, then she will be free and can go to the five holy kingdoms of the human race with confidence.

Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Why is it so familiar? Because as soon as I heard this voice, it was the same as the previous one, in short, it was emotionless, cold, as if it had fallen into an ice hole: "Contestant Changxing, the selected topic is: piano, painting, poetry, wine, and the selected topic is: piano, painting, poetry, wine, and is entering the land of poetry......"

The Land of Poetry? Hearing these three words, Tianxing was so happy that she almost jumped up, and naturally she had no desire to pursue this familiar voice, only to see her rubbing her hands, looking at the whirlpool in front of her triumphantly, and secretly said in her heart: Yes, very good, finally it's the turn of the land of poetry, the sea is wide and the birds fly, and the sky is high and the fish jumps! It's time for me to show my strength!

Uh, the sea is wide for the birds to fly? How this poem reads weirdly.

No matter! She shook her head.

Thinking about yesterday, when Sha Jian asked her about her poetry skills, she also confidently told him: "Don't worry, my poetry is very good, don't worry." ”

Hearing this, Sha Blade glanced at her suspiciously, and finally walked away under the white eyes of Tianxing.

Tianxing felt that Sha Blade was looking at her suspiciously like this, he really underestimated her, thinking that back then, she was called the greatest demon of the poetic soul in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm by Gu Eagle! O poetic soul! How many people in the Six Realms can have such an honorable title? How can a puppy like Sand Blade understand her? Therefore, the demon who stands at the top of the poetry world is often lonely and lonely, and there are few friends in the mountains and rivers!

With another sigh, Tianxing shook his head and continued to walk forward.

There are still a few people in front, and she is about to arrive.

Speaking of which, what did you get from the title of poetic soul?

Tianxing thought about it carefully, and immediately had an eyebrow.

In fact, this matter can be traced back to 1,100 years ago, when she had just succeeded to the throne as the Demon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm, and when she first ascended to the throne, she saw that the four seas were leveling and the demon clan was strong, and she couldn't help but be high-spirited, and she wanted to point out a clear path for the demon clan, so she voluntarily gave up the cultivation of the fifth-order demon monarch and returned to the second-order cultivation.

She followed the outline of the Burning Star Scroll and the bamboo scroll, **** smelled the chickens and danced, and practiced diligently, but the progress was extremely slow, even so slow that it took her a full five hundred years to cultivate from the second order to the third order. If it's just an advanced level, the key is that there are still a few extremely difficult hurdles in the middle, and some goblins are stuck on this hurdle all their lives, and they can't move forward, so if it goes on, she will cultivate to become a ninth-order demon venerable and point out a clear path for the demon clan, not to mention that it will take ten thousand years.

Thinking of this, Tianxing couldn't help but feel disheartened, and the most serious thing at this time was not this, but the impact of her status as the empress of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.

As the leader of hundreds of millions of demon clans, her cultivation is so low, it is inevitable that there are demons in the realm who have a lot of complaints, although she did not say it to her face, but there are many people who talk about it in private, but it is quite tricky.

In fact, these are nothing to Tianxing, she is only worried that she has stopped moving forward since then and lost her fighting spirit, during this time, what gave her the most encouragement was not Lian Mao, not Scarlet Cold, but Nuwa Niangniang, who usually did not say a word, that is, Tianxing's mother.

In Tianxing's impression, her mother has never encouraged her so much and affirmed her, because she is young and stubborn, never wants to forge ahead, only loves to have fun with Scarlet, Lian Hao goes out to have fun, and because of this, she has caused many troubles, causing many goblins to dare to be angry and dare not speak, so every time her mother hears these things, she is mostly reprimanded, and rarely encourages her like now, presumably she also saw Tianxing's ambition, hoping that she can achieve something great.

It's a pity that she still understood too late.

With her mother's encouragement and support, Tianxing gradually regained her previous fighting spirit and became more and more hardworking, but every time her mother watched her train, she always shook her head and walked away, saying that she failed to understand the true meaning of the Great Dao.

It was with such a dual attitude of encouragement and sighing that Tianxing cultivated to the fifth-order demon monarch and began to move towards the sixth-order...... The most feared thing still happened, and she really stopped at this hurdle and couldn't make it.

Those days were depressing, Tianxing **** practiced the Burning Star Scroll diligently, but her cultivation was still like a deep water ancient wave, not alarmed, and she didn't see any growth, so she began to avoid Nuwa Niangniang, didn't listen to her persuasion, **** argued with her, and even blamed her for never taking care of her over the years, always thinking that she was not perfect, as if in her eyes, there was nothing that satisfied her.

At this time, she always walked away silently, without saying a word, without words, without sighing, and not shaking her head as before, but Tianxing always felt that the gap between them was deeper.

There was even a moment when she wondered what was it that made everything the way it was. Is it her fault? Or is it the mother's fault?

There is no answer, and there will never be.

Five hundred years later, Emperor Wa fell. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )