When Cang Yue woke up, she was quite tired, she couldn't lift up her strength at all, and she was stunned on the couch for a long time, and even the disciple who came to report the matter a moment ago did not make Cang Yue come back to her senses, causing the little disciple to stand outside for a long time.

It was indeed his meditation room.

After half a day of combing, Cangyue repeatedly confirmed that it was.

"Buddha seat." A voice rang out the door again.

Cangyue finally came back to her senses, walked out of the house, and after opening the door, she said, "What's the matter?"

Seeing Cangyue, the little disciple was very happy in his heart, but he was happy, but he still did enough to do the number of salutes before he spoke: "The Emperor of Heaven sent someone to send a post over, can the Buddha seat be allowed?"

"For what?"

"The new emperor ascended the throne, and the four seas and eight wildernesses should be celebrated."

As soon as the little disciple's words came out, Cang Yue's heart was shocked. He didn't remember that there was a matter of abdicating in the fairy world to make way for the virtuous, could it be that he remembered it wrongly. Then he asked, "Who is the new emperor?"

Cangyue's question also made the little disciple stunned for a moment, although he pondered it in his heart, he still replied respectfully: "The new emperor is the youngest son of the late first emperor, Jun Molong. ”

I don't know if there was a time not far away, and the flowers that bloomed just right made Cangyue blind, or the wind was a little loud, and Cangyue listened a little stressed. In his memory, for hundreds of thousands of years in the fairy world, the controller was Jun Molong, how could it ......

"I said Cangyue, are you dazed, or did the fairy and demon war hit your head? What's the confusion?" A disobedient voice came from behind the crescent arch not far away, and then fell into view of a man in a cyan robe, and the bewitching red manzhu sawa between his eyebrows pierced Cangyue's eyes with slight pain. This magnificent Kyushu, under the whole world, only the princess of the demon world has this mark.

Fusheng called his name, shook a fan, and stepped forward in a dashing manner.

The little disciple's face was stunned, he couldn't tell what it was like, and he was deeply afraid that the Buddha seat would blame him, so he hurriedly said in a good voice: "This is the place where the disciples of the Buddha realm are squatters, and the benefactor is a woman, how can you come here." ”

Fusheng didn't think much of this, not to mention that she was a man at the moment, and those who cultivated shallowly naturally couldn't see it. Fusheng deliberately turned around a few times, and asked the little disciple with a smile: "If I change my name, do you know that I am a woman?"

The little disciple glanced at Fusheng deeply, his eyes were quite helpless, and said: "The donor has a unique mark between his eyebrows, since the war of immortals and demons, the donor helped the Buddha to save the common people, in Kyushu, who does not know the donor?"

Cangyue, who put these words in his ears, looked at Fusheng for a while, and was very surprised, the people who were once heinous, unforgiving, and hated in Kyushu helped him save the people? Obviously, he should have arrested her at this time, but why didn't he have this intention in his heart.

"But, I'm already here." The tone is flamboyant and arrogant, not allowing others to refute it, and Fusheng Liu raised his eyebrows slightly.

The little disciple was stunned for a moment, and then stunned, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and he felt that it was better not to speak.

It's just that Fusheng is a sinner who harms the common people after all, even if he doesn't have this intention in his heart, he will arrest her. Cang Yue thought for a while and decided to take Fusheng down.

Cangyue shot extremely quickly, the wind was blowing under her feet, and she came to the side of Fusheng in the blink of an eye. Cangyue thought that Fusheng would dodge, but Fusheng stood motionless, as if watching a play, and said: "If you don't accept the Buddha's seat, you have forgotten that your skills have long been lost." ”

When Cangyue heard this, his heart was as heavy as a stone sinking into the sea, and then he stopped in front of Fusheng, no wonder he felt that his whole body couldn't lift up when he woke up.

Fusheng recalled that three days ago, the battle of immortals and demons, Jun Molong risked his life for the throne of the emperor that day, and did not admit that the soldiers of the demon world fought to the death, and the demon lord used mortals as a shield, and Cangyue only urged the whole body to cultivate in exchange for the peace of Kyushu, and Jun Molong also got the position of the emperor as he wished. Fusheng was a little unhappy when she thought of this, and for a moment she felt worthless for Cangyue.

Cangyue hadn't figured out the ins and outs of the matter yet, so she naturally had no intention, turned around and walked back.

"Wait a minute, stand down."

The little disciple was submissive and left very obediently. Fusheng was like the wind in his ears, and he didn't say that he didn't leave, but walked a few steps forward.

"Cangyue." Before Fusheng could speak, he was interrupted by Cangyue before he could say the other half: "Amitabha, this is not a place for the donor to stay for a long time, it is better for the donor to leave as soon as possible." ”

Fusheng didn't listen, took two steps forward, and replied sonorously, "Don't go." He added: "Cangyue, I said that one day I would make you my husband." ”

Fusheng's words were serious and serious, and Cangyue was so frightened that she almost stepped into the air.

Cangyue felt that the wind in the Buddha world seemed to be extraordinarily strong today, and walked into the meditation room with a calm face, Fusheng seemed to have expected Cangyue to be like this, just smiled and turned around and walked a few steps, bypassed the arch, and left the backyard.

Three days have passed since the Great War of Immortals and Demons, and at this moment, the Nine Immortal Realms are misty and illusory, and slowly, the clouds and mist disperse, and the golden and brilliant temple is reflected in the eyes. From far to near, at this time, the lively scene in the Langfeng Palace, the dazzling array of dishes on the banquet table, dazzling, dizzying, one after another congratulations, endlessly; The fragrance is evocative.

The upper seat of the Langfeng Hall was dressed in purple clothes, tied with a jade crown, and wore the imperial jade that symbolized the supremacy of the emperor and was dazzling. With a delicate face and a graceful face, if you don't know, you still think it's a young man from a family, maybe you have to give him your daughter who has not left the cabinet.

"Your Majesty is brave and good at fighting, and he is not scheming, so that the ministers and others admire and admire." It's a little ashamed to say, Qi Nan thought that a prince who didn't understand war would naturally not be able to achieve a big deal, and he valued Jun Linfeng more than Jun Molong, but it was a pity that he died on the battlefield at a young age.

Qi Nan's voice was slightly loud, and all the immortals who came to the banquet heard this, and they all raised their glasses and got up to congratulate Jun Molong on winning the throne.

Singing and dancing in the Langfeng Palace, the sound of frolicking and laughter resounded throughout the palace, and everyone in the hall was very happy.

It's just that, at the same time, on the thirty-three days, an empty temple was placed in front of him, and the clouds and mist around the Chonghua Palace were inched and cold, like a loose horse rolling up with debris raging in the air.

"Since Shaozun misses the girl so much, why don't you find an excuse to pick her up for thirty-three days."

"No return." A cold voice sounded, slightly reprimanded.

The man who was called 'no return' snorted, he simply didn't understand the master's thoughts, obviously thinking that she was thinking badly, and she was very fond of recklessness.

"She doesn't belong here." Suddenly, the white-clothed and white-haired man with his back to the non-returnee turned around, his slender eyebrows raised slightly, and the center of his eyebrows was dotted with a mark as bright as a jewel. The first impression of the whole person is that it is weak, very weak, not generally weak.

Forget Chen recalled the first time he saw Fusheng, the arrogant girl, who didn't know anything or anything, just followed her temperament and lived a chic life, he thought: She shouldn't stay in this cold temple, she belongs to the vast sky, like a bird.

It's just that Forget Dust later learned that the birds are also restricted.