After returning to the Jade Palace, Qianchen quickly divided the newcomers and sent troops to garrison various places. Thanks to her efforts, the Floating Jade Empire has finally taken on a new look and radiated a new vitality—the vitality of ordinary people rather than family monks. The people of many small countries, even the ordinary people of Chirou, were willing to move to the floating jade. Chirou also built the Imperial Academy and began to compete with her old rivals. However, the floating jade is now a strong country, and it is not a good idea to touch the mold now.

While the floating jade is thriving, Qianchen's body is thriving.

There seemed to be fine lines on his face, and a few gray hairs mixed with green silk. In fact, she can't complain about others, she is entangled in mundane affairs every day, and she can't rest, let alone cultivate. The exercises have not grown for a long time, and they have always stood still. She is not lacking in spiritual power, and it is better to sleep when she has time.

To reach her current strength, it is absolutely difficult for others to match it without a thousand years. But Qianchen has not been enough for a hundred years, so he relied on refining and devouring, and took shortcuts step by step to reach today's height. High-rise buildings are raised on the ground, but below is a tofu slag project, and the heart of the road is stable.

Qianchen knew very well in his heart, just as it was a reincarnation, it was also ordinary.

Soon after she left the tour, she fell ill.

There was no warning, at first it was just a weak body, easy to sweat, followed by a burst of cold, and the face was pale, and within three days, he couldn't get out of bed.

Fortunately, the floating jade has been cooked like an iron bucket, and Qianchen is still conscious, which does not affect what decisions he makes.

There are more believers in the Yaozu Temple, and the incense is more popular.

Gong Li was not allowed to see Qianchen - if it was an infectious disease, one had already been poured, so don't pour another one. When the time comes, no heir will be found, and the floating jade will fall into chaos again.

He Xiao and A Jiao claimed that Qianchen was only occasionally infected with the wind and cold, and the excerpts would be sent to the palace for approval by the emperor; But there are rumors in the market that the ghosts of the people who have been killed by Qianchen have come to her to ask for their lives...

Gong Li sat outside Qianchen's dormitory, and the door of her dormitory was closed. Gong Li looked at the pear blossom and wondered when the master would get better...

At this time, a burly man suddenly appeared in the courtyard, with wheat-colored skin and a heavy sword.

"It's a monk!" Xiao Gongli felt a huge wave in his heart, and he stretched out his arms to block in front of the man, "Who are you?" This is the Emperor's Bedroom, you can't come in! ”

"I'm looking for your mother." The tall monk had a gray face, gray eyes, stubble on his chin, and a somewhat haggard expression.

Gong Li thought about it carefully and told him honestly: "You are in the wrong place. My mother has been dead for years. She's buried in..."

The monk was helpless: "I'm looking for Aji." Please let me in. ”

"Ah Ji?" Gong Li repeated suspiciously, "We don't have anyone named Ah Ji here. Hurry up, or I'm going to call someone! ”

"Ah Li—" Qianchen's weak voice came from the dormitory, "let him in." ”

Chu Tiange had a heartfelt look, and he grabbed Gong Li and entered the dormitory with closed doors and windows.

The dormitory was filled with the calming scent of sandalwood, the white candles on the brass lamp trees had not yet been extinguished, and a high stool was placed next to the bed, on which were stacked with tall musicals. Qianchen's couch was covered in a brocade curtain, and she herself was in a strong spirit, leaning on the big brocade pillow, and looking at Chu Tiange calmly.

It's been some time since the last time I saw her, and Chu Tiange almost couldn't recognize Qianchen.

When she was in Gojong, she was very thin, and now she is even thinner than humanoid. His shriveled chest was swelling and falling, breathing hard. The cheekbones on the face are very distinct, as if a layer of white paper is covering the bones. It looks like it's almost out of oil.

Chu Tiange couldn't help but feel a little pity for her.

"What's the matter?" Qianchen looked at him, beckoned again, and let Gong Li sit on the edge of her bed, touching Gong Li's back lovingly.

"That's right," Chu Tiange said, "I want to beg you, give me some blood... Cher is very weak and needs it very much..."

Qianchen smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have that kind of thing anymore." You might as well go to my brother... They might have a way..."

"I've already been!" Chu Tiange looked at her pleadingly, "I need your blood as a medicine." Please, Aji. Remembering that we are with the Emperor..."

Qianchen shook his head effortlessly, and smiled helplessly: "I really don't have it anymore." I don't have any more blood..."

She didn't have the energy to deal with the others, she just wanted him to leave quickly.

Chu Tiange's eyes were firm, and he slowly knelt down.

"Ah Ji, it was me and Xue'er who were wrong, and they shouldn't have been talking about the dead." He kowtowed deeply and slowly straightened up, "Please, adults don't care about villains, just a little bit can save her..."

"I didn't lie to you!" Qianchen coughed lightly as she said a word, "I really don't have it anymore...", she had exhausted her spirit, her eyes were confused again, and she seemed to have lost her soul, her voice became smaller and quieter, and finally her head tilted and she lost consciousness.

Gong Li worriedly touched her cheek with his little hand.

Chu Tiange slowly stood up and said, "Offended." ”

In Gong Li's frightened gaze, he came to the bed and pinched Qianchen's pitiful wrist with one hand.

"What do you do!" Gong Li cried out in fear, "You can't touch her!" ”

In order to prevent Gong Li from making trouble, Chu Tiange fixed him with one hand and put him on the blanket of the dormitory.

He took out a vial, drew a dagger, and cut Qianchen's wrist.

Blood dripped out with difficulty, and a bewitching fragrance wafted in. About half a bottle was filled, Chu Tiange wrapped the wound in gauze and disappeared in place. Gong Li's immobilization technique disappeared, and he hurriedly rang the copper bell on the side, and Ah Jiao appeared.

"Sister Jiao..."Gong Li's nose was slightly red, and he told Ah Jiao about what happened while crying.

"Okay, okay," Ah Jiao comforted Gong Li, "Your Royal Highness should go out, and your subordinates will have a word with the emperor." Don't worry, the emperor will be fine..."

It was easy to settle down and send the child away, and Ah Jiao took out a small bottle with sobering spices.

Seeing Qianchen slowly waking up, Ah Jiao gently attached to her ear and said a word softly.

Qianchen's eyes widened suddenly.

Because Ah Jiao said: "Emperor, the lord is coming back!" We'll be here again this month! ”

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Qianchen smiled bitterly, "I'm really not in good spirits these days..."

"How dare your subordinates!" Ah Jiao was made to laugh and cry by her reaction, "Ye originally went to the Demon Domain to unlock the seal and release the Demon Venerable, but now he has successfully released Lord Cangye..."

Qianchen suddenly remembered what he had seen in the water mirror back then. Only mortals who become immortals can be compared with ordinary celestial or demon people. The pinnacle of mortals is the Immortal Emperor, and the Celestial Clan and the Demon Race are the Celestial God and the Demon God respectively. And the demon clan follows the path of its cultivation, or attributed to the immortal path, or attributed to the heavenly demons.

Yin Si... It turned out that he was going to rescue his family...

Qianchen's head became dizzy again, and Ah Jiao sighed again in his heart when he saw her like this.

It was originally a short-lived body, but it was not easy to last for so many years. Soon, it's time to abandon the flesh.

Chu Tiange returned to the Imperial Sect with blood and hope.

Murong Feixue was really troubled. Due to heart disease, the body gradually became dull and heavy, day after day, year after year, and finally the straw crushed the camel.

Gu Qinglian and Ji Qing were waiting in her room, and the Great Heavenly Venerable of Dusk already felt that his daughter was so angry that she could not be saved, but she was her own daughter, how could she give it up? He had no choice but to end the retreat and take care of Murong Feixue.

Rao is Gu Qinglian has never seen the Twilight Great Heavenly Venerable much. This old man has gray hair, falcon eyes and hooked nose, and looks a little ferocious, which is completely different from Xuanluo's immortal wind bones and Lifei's righteous awe-inspiring.

Seeing that Chu Tiange came back, he also brought back the medicinal blood... The crowd gathered in a circle.

He opened the bottle, and a strange fragrance came out.

Gu Qinglian and Ji Qing glanced at each other and frowned.

"Tiange," Gu Qinglian said, "This is not the medicinal blood we need... This smell is clearly the smell of poison... Moreover, this medicine is extremely poisonous, if you drink a sip, you will also be killed. ”

"What?" Chu Tiange was shocked, "How is it possible?" I took the blood from her wrist with my own hands..."

"What?" Gu Qinglian was a little angry, "How can you take it from her?" She has no medicine and blood on her..."He suddenly seemed to think of something, and slapped the table angrily: "Did you force her?" ”

Chu Tiange lowered his head and acquiesced.

"Ji Qing, let's go." Gu Qinglian packed up the medicine box, regardless of the fact that the Great Heavenly Venerable of Dusk was still present, he pulled up Ji Qing and was about to leave, "I belong to the same family as Ah Ji, how can you embarrass my junior sister for the sake of your junior sister?" If my master is not here, will we be bullied by you! ”

Ji Qing glanced at everyone present, and was about to follow Gu Qinglian.

The Twilight Great Tianzun blocked the door with a gloomy face, and Gu Qinglian slammed his shoulder away and walked away without looking back.

Gu Qinglian was still relieved after all, and entrusted all the affairs of the master to Ji Qing, and went to the Jade Palace himself.

Ah Jiao recognized him, and Gu Qinglian smoothly entered Qianchen's dormitory.

Seeing Qianchen's miserable situation, Gu Qinglian was also taken aback. After taking the pulse, he was already very sure: "Ah Ji, something is doing something in your body, and it is going to suck you dry." ”

Qianchen smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, we are out of the same door, how can I not know it myself." For now, I'm going to get through it, to see if it can get through me, or if I can get through it. ”

Gu Qinglian's expression was a little complicated: "What if you can't get through?" … Is it worth it? ”

Qianchen shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, coughed twice, and said, "Senior brother, I have been practicing for many years, and it can be said that I have traveled a thousand miles a day... The foundation is unstable, and only the Tribulation can forge my foundation... If I can't pass this level, I won't be able to walk an inch of my cultivation in the future... Ah Ji is too... I have no choice but to do so..."

I want to forge my body with the Heavenly Tribulation. The conjecture in Gu Qinglian's heart fell seven or eight times out of ten.

"Really," Gu Qinglian was soft-hearted in the end, seeing her like this, she couldn't help but feel very pity, "Why be so anxious... If you are greedy, you can't chew it, why bother in the first place..."

Qianchen smiled and said, "I understand what Senior Brother said... I chose the path myself, so you don't have to pity me. I heard that after ascending, I would have to go through the decline of heaven and man, but I felt similar to me now. What's more, I have Chiye to protect my body, and my uncle even passed on my blood toad beads... I'm going to make it through..."