The south wind is gone, and he died in that temptation of the human heart.

It turned out that she was a victim.

But in the end, what was obsessed with it was the group of people who wanted Nanfeng to die, the new patriarch of the Chijiao clan, who died of exhaustion after serving as Si Shui Shenjun for ten years.

And the ancestor was grateful that the Chijiao clan had lost such compassion for many creatures in the world, so he included the Chijiao clan in the name of the immortal gods, but because the Chijiao clan was really not suitable for the position of Sishui Shenjun, he gave this position to others. The Chijiao clan was able to ascend to the heavenly realm because of the Sishui Shenjun clan, but they were unable to keep the position of the god monarch, and the Chijiao clan was gradually declining in the heavenly realm, and finally they were willing to fall, and they were also the pets of the immortal gods in the realm of the immortals.

After all, it won't be over.

"Ancestor, welcome back."

Song Nian never thought that the first person to talk to him like this would be Meng Po. And now putting away the usual unobtrusive appearance, and the person who bows down in front of him is also Meng Po, but with a bit of the body of the south wind in the past.

"Thank you."

Song Nian can leave, whether this matter is related to Meng Po or not, he is now asking so much, it is also the limit.

"If that incident has nothing to do with me, Ancestor trusts me?"

Meng Po saw Song Nian walking out of this place, facing Song Nian's back, Meng Po said loudly.

"In this underworld now, are you still willing?"

Song Nian didn't answer whether he had anything to do with that incident, but just asked her, but was she still willing?

Over the years, on this Nahe Bridge, she has ushered in the people who have seen this world, whether it is the underworld, there are too many things about everyone's ghosts and ghosts, so much so that the sourness of her generation has faded a lot, and this world has always been like that.

She thought that if she had no more resentment and love in her heart, she would be able to let go, but in the end she realized that she couldn't do it, how could she forgive those who had hurt her so much? Everything they inflicted on her Nanfeng, she remembered, even after these tens of thousands of years, but she would not give these to the world now, just because she let them go.

But she won't forgive those who hurt her, gods or the Red Jiao.

Just forget it and let herself go.

"Reluctantly."

She makes her own choices, and when she is willing.

"Then I will take my leave."

Song Nian strode away from the bridge, Meng Po supported the injured body, and Song Nian bowed far away, when she was in the most danger, she had given her the spiritual power and courage to re-enter the current life, she Nanfeng is not a person who does not repay her kindness.

It's just that I never thought that in the past, above those thirty-three days, the two holy ancestors who were worshiped by all immortals and the god of creation in the world, are now also in this underworld, for the soul of the incomplete soul......

In this world, things are really impermanent, and there is nothing eternal and unchanging.

And now that the ancestor is here, and the ancestor in the sky who has missed the ancestor for many years and has the supreme magic and spiritual power, where is he now? He is the most powerful person in this world, not to mention the power of deduction for the future, how can he turn a blind eye to the ancestor who created the world with him is now so weak and helpless in the underworld?

It is indeed a rumor in this heavenly realm

It can't be taken seriously.

Meng Po smiled wordlessly, her face was mocking, but out of this door, she was also known as the ghost in the underworld, Master Meng Po, drank her bowl of Meng Po soup, and walked the world again!

On the way back, Song Nian also went back to the shop.

The second pillar of the big pillar has already been well, but this party's bruise is not light, in this treasure pavilion will raise his broken soul, Song Nian said hello to the second pillar of the big pillar who was busy with business, and then went to the treasure pavilion.

Song Nian in this conscience shop, there are two treasure pavilions, the treasure pavilion on the bright side, naturally people with a heart can find a little bit to find one or two, but this other treasure pavilion is in a partition space, he walked into the room, looked at the four times, and when he saw that there was no situation, he picked up the mantra and threw it into the air. And in the middle of the air, in an instant, I saw a tower rise in the sky. Song Nian pushed open the door and strode in.

"Fang Qing, where are you?"

This is the place where he and Fang Qing cultivate, since Fang Qing was a child, he has set this place as his refuge in order to prevent him from being harmed. The veins of the mountains and rivers here were made with a drop of his blood, and although this Fang Qing was a fierce beast that day, he was also a fierce and brave man, because he was small in his physique, so when he fought with other mounts and the like, he was often scarred.

Ancestor felt that it didn't matter much, after all, he was still young at the time, but he was very troublesome, on the grounds that the ancestor mount was naturally not able to lose to other immortals, every time he competed, he was very heroic, and when he reached adulthood, he really achieved his own reputation.

Among the four divine beasts, he was actually squeezed into it alive.

It's a pity that in the end, he couldn't save him, so that he became the appearance of the paraskeleton soul now, and even the bones, he stayed for the support of the shop.

"Lord?"

Song Nian waited with bated breath, and finally heard a subtle sound coming, which made him know that Fang Qing was probably in an accident. Song Nian hurriedly found Fang Qing, and sure enough, he saw that Fang Qing had already had a transparent soul. Song Nian walked to the front and helped Fang Qing up, looking at his meditating posture, afraid that he had just forcibly broken through and injured himself.

"This wound was left in the Netherworld?"

There were no eye scars on this body, but Song Nian sensed that Fang Qing was trembling a little, so he was naturally injured there.

"Lord, don't take care of me, you better leave the underworld quickly, I'm afraid that the group of immortals in the fairy world will be aware now."

Fang Qing didn't care about it, he just grabbed Song Nian's sleeve, looking eager.

Where do you say that? I hid the Star of Destiny before I died, and now I can't find a trace? ”

He was born in that sea of stars, providing a steady stream of vitality for the shining of the stars, if the ancestors can survive, the sea of 2.8 million stars will be endless, the same, this sea of stars, the return of the ancestors is the star of destiny.

Whether it is the immortals and gods above these thirty-three days, or all the living beings at this time, their life and death parting, this sea of stars has no impact on them, except for the ancestors.

And when many living beings in the world don't know the ancestor, they also look up to the star of destiny and pay homage to the ancestor from afar.

And then the ancestor faced those thirty-three days, and there was no more

At the beginning of the attachment, the ancestor was weakened day after day, and the brilliance of the destined star dimmed day by day, until when he fell, there was no longer a trace of light.

For many years, in addition to the lack of the shining stars in the sky above the heads of the Three Realms, there was also a lack of the destined star of the ancestor.

"The man of the underworld said that someone in his world would set the star of the Lord's destiny on fire."

He was seriously injured, and when he was rescued by the Lord of the Underworld, he was also in a coma, but when he woke up, he realized that Song Nian had not been in this underworld conscience shop, so he had to wait for Song Nian's return after that.

"Lord, you must never be discovered by the heavens, if you ...... If that were the case, wouldn't it be a repeat of the old days......"

Song Nian saw that Fang Qing and the color of his soul were a little scattered, but he still didn't forget his safety at this time.

"Fang Qing, I won't go back, don't worry."

He won't go back for thirty-three days, tens of thousands of years ago, he had already pushed away the position of the heavenly court, and now he has no magic aura on his body, and he has no vigorous Yuan body, and more importantly, the only little phoenix cub he likes and misses in that place has also seen it now, as for the heavenly realm, there is no need.

"The Lord ......"

Fang Qing knew that the lord of his family, if he scattered his thoughts on one place, he would never live again, if these were placed in the past, he Fang Qing would have believed it very much, after all, it was not very pleasant to live in the heavenly realm, and the ancestor had found the extreme of the East China Sea where he had found that paradise.

But now he is different from the past, he is back now, and he has returned to the underworld where he was extremely reluctant to stay for a long time, and it is in this underworld that he has a little desire to live for a long time.

"Won't the Celestial Realm be the second Underworld?"

Fang Qing was unwilling in the end, so he opened his mouth to Song Nian, Song Nian felt very embarrassed, yes, he really didn't like this underworld at first, but there was no need for the people and characters around him to think that he would definitely not choose this underworld, even the Hades Monarch Enma was the same.

"No, you can live and raise in this place, and I'll go somewhere."

Song Nian only now remembered that this Immortal Monarch had told him when he was in retreat that he would see him on the second day, and now if Fang Qing hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about it.

"If you don't go out without permission, you can recuperate with peace of mind, and I will take care of myself."

There is the aura in the blood of that day to maintain, and the blood of his ancestors can absorb the aura between heaven and earth since the day of birth, so it is naturally of great benefit to Fang Qing. He is here, and Song Nian can also feel at ease, after all, he really doesn't know what the idea is in the netherworld now.

Song Nian was thinking about what Fang Qing had just said as he walked, was his destiny star? He had already sunk that star into the sea of stars, and if it weren't for his powerful aura or divination, if he wanted to master the star of his ancestor's destiny and light it up again, it would be difficult for a ghost from the underworld to ascend to the sky in one step.

He Song Nian naturally didn't believe it, so he strode towards the retreat place of the Immortal Monarch.

What he didn't know was that this thing that was difficult for him to climb to the sky happened quietly behind him.

After that, the Three Realms were no longer at peace.