Ninety-Nine Heavens,

Emperor Palace,

Inside the pavilion.

"Ziyu, why did you save that woman? A private life with mortals should be destroyed! The Emperor of Heaven sat solemnly, and said sternly.

The Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch was calm and disapproving, "Huan, do you know who the 'mortal' you are talking about is?"

"Who?" The Heavenly Emperor's dragon eyebrows frowned faintly.

"Huan, this gentleman has experienced a lifetime of love in the world this time, you should know." The Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch inadvertently turned his back, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

The Emperor of Heaven was shocked, "It's her!" ”

"Huan, today's affairs, this monarch will no longer care about you, in the future, this monarch's people, this monarch's affairs, if you dare to get involved in half a point, you will not be like this today!" After that, the Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch's body was cold, and the entire Emperor Huan Palace was like a frost precipice.

The Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch walked to the palace gate, stopped and instructed leisurely, "Don't forget, your imperial throne, this monarch wants, you can do it at any time." ”

A few days ago,

Rate Jun Palace,

Next to the Golden Furnace.

The Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch hurriedly came.

"Lao Jun, what can you do to save her?"

The old man shook his head and said, "This immortal has been tortured by burning spirits, and he has already dispersed. ”

"However, there is a way to try, I don't know if you ......" Before the old man could finish speaking, the Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch interrupted, "What way? ”

"You need to turn this thread of her spirit into your own Dan Yuan, and be scorched by the true fire in my furnace every day. But Xianjun needs to think about it, this matter is not trivial, but it can be tortured with cramps and bones, you may endure it? Moreover, the day of success is not known, it may be tomorrow, it may be ten thousand years from now, or it will be longer, and it will hurt you. The old man was not in a hurry, and he was not in a hurry.

"Lao Jun doesn't need to say much, nothing can compare with her." The Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch said with a straight face.

"Since you insist on doing so, the old man has no choice but to do his best." The old man sighed softly.

Earlier,

Purple Imperial Palace,

Inside the study.

The Purple Imperial Immortal Jun locked himself inside, and there was no sound in the study, since the return of the human calamity, the Purple Imperial Immortal Monarch was like this every day, no one dared to disturb him, no cultivation, no practice, no anger, what the world said, the heart was like ashes, and it was roughly nothing more than that.

"Yi'er," these days, when no one is around, the Immortal Monarch will always be alone......

now

dreamland

The hanging cliff, the cliff, I felt a force pushing me down the abyss, and a golden light swirled from afar, holding me gently, "You are the immortal monarch last time." "The gaze is relative, extremely familiar.

At the bottom of the cliff, the forest was verdant, verdant, he only walked forward lightly, and I followed him lightly. Soon after, a bamboo house, full of shadows, hazy, and the sound of bells, like a mirage.

In the bamboo house, the dock bamboo shoot stove, the roasting tripod and the ou mill, the mortar Luo cage, the sac scoop and the board...... Listen quietly outside the window, the wind leaves are bleak, and the flowing water is murmuring.

"What do you think of besides being last year?" He asked as he pounded the tea.

I recalled, "Xianjun, has anyone ever called me: Silky. ”

"Tie Xuan, then I will call you like this in the future." Seeing that his eyelashes flashed slightly, he looked as calm as ever.

"However, the Immortal Monarch is obviously so good at spiritual arts, why do you still want to learn how to cook and decoction like mortals?" I really didn't understand, so I sat on the side, put my head on my hand and asked.

"Since the return of the human calamity, it has been like this, and I am used to it." He said lightly.

I said stupidly, "Why can I always see Xianjun these two days?" ”

"Anyway, I was once an immortal, haven't you heard of it, summoning the art of dreaming, this is an illusion." His tone was calm and earnest.

"In short, for me, it's good to see Xianjun every time I dream." I'm satisfied, and I'm happy.

"However, the ghost gate of the Soul Forest is wide open, and Lethe River is in danger, and you need to go with me to seal it soon." A wrinkle of sorrow appeared on his face.

"Really?" My eyes were wide open, and I was very excited.

"Of course." He poured two cups of tea, handed me one of them, and I took it and drank it down.

He put down the teacup and gently poked my eyebrows with his slender fingertips, "You! Cow drink! At this point, I realized that the corners of his mouth were raised and the veins in his eyes were silky, and I couldn't help but say, "Xianjun, you look better when you smile." ”