The main hall of Lingxiao is located in the thirty-three heavens, and above is the Taiqing Chaos Realm, where the old gods who coexisted with heaven and earth were annihilated and scattered here. In such a place where bones are buried, it is clean and harmonious, and there is no fierce atmosphere at all.

The Emperor of Heaven resides in the hall, overlooking the four directions. Hoarding is separated by real clouds, and I don't know what else to see.

The attendants beside him naturally did not reach the realm of the Emperor of Heaven, he looked at that perspective, except for clouds or clouds, except for smoke, there was only smoke left, and he was puzzled, so he asked disrespectfully: "What is Your Majesty looking at?" ”

"Look at the clouds."

"Could it be that this cloud has a deep meaning?"

"A cloud, round and flattened, rubbed and abused by the wind, what can it mean?"

The attendant was puzzled: "Then Your Majesty ......"

"Daze, can you?"

The attendant's expression was grim: "Yes, naturally." ”

Who would dare to say that it is not possible? This is the emperor of the heavens, but also the king of the underground, a sentence of a landslide, a word of a tide, a command, is the destruction of thousands of people.

"There is one thing, since Lone ascended the throne, he has been confused for a long time," the Emperor of Heaven said, "Lone has the hand of turning the clouds, the ability to be omnipotent, but why can he only control the sky and the earth, drive beasts and birds, and people and things, but he can't do anything about it." ”

The attendant lowered his head respectfully: "Your Majesty is puzzled, and the slave is even more unable to understand." ”

"I can't understand it, how many so-called," the Heavenly Emperor said, "There is a hall of merit at the bottom, and there is also a temple of heavenly machines with a lower head, one is in charge, one is in charge, and the two gods together will put the possibility of the fusion of the three good ways to death, where is the turn to speak alone." ”

The attendant understood, shut up.

The Heavenly Emperor said, "It's here." ”

The attendant pursed his tight mouth and looked towards the hall, but at this glance, he couldn't help but drop his jaw again, and when he reacted, he directly blocked his mouth with his hand.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw this strange sight: the Emperor of Heaven still looked like a dead man who looked at everyone as a stone, and his folds did not move the bullet, and the half-gray and blessed attendant beside him was constantly covering his mouth with his palm.

"The emperor came suddenly." The Emperor of Heaven smiled, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw that I in front of him was just two souls and four spirits in the divine soul, and I didn't make a sound, as if I had already understood the antecedents.

I'm more secure.

"I thought I didn't come suddenly, and I was full of joy that His Majesty had prepared a banquet for me to say goodbye," I shook my head and regretted, "I don't want Your Majesty to think that I came suddenly, it really hurts people's hearts." ”

The Heavenly Emperor said: "What does Lone know? Why did it come to pass? ”

I sighed, for my own sake, I sold Wen Changxing. "Under the big locust tree in my house that day, didn't the words and deeds of me and Wenchang Xingshenjun enter the eyes of His Majesty?"

I deceived Wen Changxing, and I didn't set up an enchantment when he entered the door, until I talked about the traces of my late husband.

"I don't want to know." He should have said it to me, but his body was to his attendant, "I hate to be able to know." ”

The attendant finally understood his redundant status in the temple, he looked at this and that, and felt that this conversation was too weird, and the atmosphere between the two gods was too strange, so he bowed down and slowly retreated. He took a step back, and I looked at him, and he didn't move; After a moment and taking a step back, I looked over again, and he didn't move again. In this way, after a few rounds of competition, the half-haired old man couldn't bear to stop this action, and withdrew from the hall under my gaze. When I couldn't see his rickety back again, I turned my head, blinked my eyes, and blossomed with joy.

A little bit of rare prank was seen by the Emperor of Heaven, a meticulous superior, and he said: "It's just an attendant, the emperor has heaven and earth in his mind, so why bother with it?" ”

I didn't bother to be embarrassed, so I said, "I'm not embarrassed about him." ”

I don't want the Emperor of Heaven to follow up and answer: "Then I came to embarrass the lonely." ”

I smiled and said, "It seems that Your Majesty has never had the confidence in his heart, and when he sees me, he thinks about being embarrassed, is this because he values his subordinates, or does he look down on himself?" ”

The Emperor of Heaven's face did not change, and even a little sincerely: "The emperor is a god and treats you alone, compared to the gods, he will definitely be more respectful." ”

"I'm not here to ask for Your Majesty's respect," I said straight to the ground, "I want to ask Your Majesty for something." ”

"What?"

"The virtue is not worthy, the self-cultivation is not even, I am willing to temporarily step down from the god's position, and the mortal world has been calaminated for decades to calm the godhead."

I think it's the same as those etiquette rules in the mortal world, if you want to take leave, you must first get the approval of your boss before you can feel at ease.

I have already guessed the Emperor's answer: "If you are lonely, you will not allow it." ”

"Your Majesty has to allow it."

The Emperor's eyes narrowed dangerously, as if he was about to go crazy.

I said: "You and I have been a monarch and minister for thousands of years, although there is a gap between our hearts, we know each other well, I have been touched by the blessing of my husband, and I have inherited the throne of the emperor and held the hall of thirty-two heavenly merits." His Majesty has no doubts about employing people, but I am afraid that he has always had doubts, doubts about what the Hall of Merit did, and doubts about how to ascend to immortals. ”

"Your Majesty is not as good as the emperor of the mortal world, and you have the psychology of suspicion and taboo subordinates, Your Majesty is afraid that you are just confused, you are puzzled, you are puzzled about what the Hall of Merit is, and you are confused about the difference between people and immortals."

The Emperor of Heaven said: "It seems that more than one person has done the stupid thing of surveillance, and the emperor has also put his eyeliner by Lone's side." ”

I was noncommittal, and said unashamedly: "There is no difference between peace and anxiety. His Majesty and the Deity are both wise people. ”

The Emperor of Heaven looked at me deeply and said, "Then the Emperor will go down to the mortal tribulation with peace of mind, and there will be no fault in the thirty-two heavens to take care of it." ”

That's allowed.

Someone took my job!

The major events in my heart are well arranged, the air between the entrance and exit of the nose is fresh and natural, I am so happy, I almost jumped out when I left the main hall of the Emperor of Heaven.

Xiaolian hurriedly supported me: "Master, demeanor." ”

She happened to hold my wound, so I asked, "How long has it been since I was last struck by lightning?" “

Xiaolian glanced at me resentfully, and seemed to dislike me for using the word thunder split, but she didn't say it, but thought about my question seriously, "Back to the master, it's been almost sixteen days." ”

I sighed and sighed: "I used to be the most happy to be idle empty-handed, but now I just want to go through the Nether Tribulation, and I have been preparing for sixteen days just to prepare. ”

"Master, you have been running up and down for the past ten days, and the slave really doesn't understand." Xiaolian has also been following me for a long time, and she also asked directly about some words, "What are you preparing!" ”

What to prepare?

Finding the Emperor of Heaven is to entrust me with the important affairs of this palace, isn't he curious, he has been monitoring my palace for a hundred years or curious, it is better to talk about the battlefield than to fight on paper, then let him handle it, plug the curious brain, and when he returns to the throne, it will be a good situation for the monarch and the minister; Looking for Wenchang Xingshenjun is to ensure my life, so I went through the back door and asked him to use a puppet to go to the lower realm for me, and I put my soul and two souls in the puppet, and then I only need to store the godhead in the heavenly realm, and no matter how the puppet in the mortal world lives, old age, sickness and death, it has nothing to do with me.

I don't care whether I have been through calamity or not, I have always been very obedient, but I am afraid of trouble, thinking that if I can be lazy, more things are better than less.

In fact, I really didn't plan to go through the Nether Tribulation myself, but I dreamed of him on the night of the Thunder Tribulation.

Hua hair and black shirt, smiling like the warm sun hanging three poles in three days, so beautiful that people lose their minds and lose their eyes.

I woke up, and there was still an empty cold next to me. I thought I was used to the loneliness of being alone, but this belated dream was like a sharp needle, and it was very easy to pass through my fragile self-deception.

The immortals whose souls are scattered in the wilderness cannot leave an image in the world, but after a thousand years, my husband has come back to life.

I led Xiaolian to the Thirty-Three Heavens Reincarnation Platform, which was the only hub of the Six Realms, solemn and sacred, but after seeing too much, I felt that it was ordinary, just a golden wheel that had turned for a lifetime.

"Master," Xiaolian held my hand, affectionate, "Be careful all the way." ”

I smiled and said, "Silly girl, your master is just out of his body and went to a mortal body to stay for a while, one day in the sky, one year in the mortal world, full of calculations, I will come back in about dozens of days." ”

Maybe fate is a coincidence, and I can send my lost husband home. I'm beautiful.

However, Xiaolian has been in the sky for a long time, and she has not been in the sky for a long time, so she naturally does not believe in the mystery of the word fate, she told worriedly: "Then the slave is waiting for the master to come back, master, you still have to go to find the first emperor." ”

I knocked her on the head: "If you have time, go down and look at me, I have lost my power in that puppet body, and when the time comes, I will teach me whichever one you want to teach." ”

Xiaolian seemed to complain: "At that time, will the master still recognize Xiaolian?" ”

"Why don't you recognize me, I'm in my body!"

When the soul enters the body, at best, it is changed to lose the exercises around the body, and the brain can still be used.

But when it came to my puppet house, I asked, "Little Lian, how big should my mortal body be?" ”

"Back to the master, Wenchang Xingshenjun said that although the puppet is like the honor of the emperor, it is still not a living thing, and it cannot enter the six realms of living beings, so you have to find a body that died early to match your puppet in order to make it."

I asked, "What kind of body did he look for?" ”

"I heard that it is the second girl of the Mortal Great Qi Kingdom's Prime Minister's Mansion, surnamed Tang, and her name has collided with you in a big way, her name is Chuizhu."

I waved my hand, and said nonchalantly: "No one dares to call me after my maiden name is self-proclaimed god, and there is no record of the mortal pen and ink, this Tang family girl calling this name can be regarded as having a fate with me, how can I deduct a big disapproval?" Speaking of my immediate body, I couldn't help but be interested, "What do you say this girl looks like?" ”

"It looks like a peony, and it looks like a country."

It was a cheesy boast, and I asked, "How old?" ”

"Sixteen."

An alarm bell suddenly rang in my heart: "Can you make a promise?" ”

Xiaolian looked at me hesitantly: "Yes, Xu is the third prince of the dynasty, King Yue." ”

"Ridiculous, really ridiculous," I paced angrily, "I think I am a dignified emperor, who has been widowed in the heavenly court for thousands of years after the death of my late husband, and now I have entered the mortal realm and have experienced a catastrophe, and I want to marry a mortal?" ”

"Master!" Xiaolian persuaded me, "The master has been in the mortal world for 20 years, he was born rich and noble, and he looks like a fairy, how can he not be married, it is a felony of unfilial piety to his parents." ”

I gritted my teeth and said, "Okay, it's just a dream in the mortal world, it can't be true, if you want to get married, you can get married." ”

Xiaolian praised: "It's still the master who can think about it, ah, master, your scar!" She exclaimed, and I also looked down, and the white clothes were stained with blood from the scar on her arm, "Master, what's the matter with this scar, you should call Yaojun to take care of it." ”

"It's too late," I said, "and don't stir up the panic in the Celestial Realm." ”

"It's been eighteen days, and this scar has scabbed and then bleeds again, and I don't know what the situation is."

I listened to Xiaolian's broken thoughts, and I was still a little reluctant, so I touched her hair and rubbed her hair bun together: "Silly girl, I'll go to the lower realm first." ”

After saying that, he jumped down, not giving her the slightest chance to chatter.