Chapter 16 Emperor Ziwei, I'm sorry for her

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The Four Levels of God: Body, Heart, Soul, and Qi!

When the four levels are broken, there is an immortal and immortal body in this world, and even if the divine body is destroyed, it can be reshaped to a certain extent. Even, born and destroyed with heaven and earth, this is created by the unique laws in this world.

Compared with Yun Tianxiao, Yuwentuo's luck is better. It's just because, in this world, Yuwen Tuo has made great achievements for the life on this planet. In addition, the descendants of the past generations are still competitive, which has brought him a lot of benefits.

Three thousand years have passed, three thousand years have passed, even if the life of the hundred emperors has come to an end, and Yuwen Tuo's direct descendants have been reduced to commoners, but his status is still noble. In almost every place in the world, there are temples and beliefs of him.

Heaven!

In a palace with purple light, gold paved with white jade as pillars, an emperor who was in deep thought suddenly opened his eyes as bright as stars.

The emperor's head wore a crown of flat heaven, and twelve beaded curtains covered his face. The tall and straight body is hidden under the purple dragon emperor's robe, and the golden belt contains a dense immortal qi, and you can faintly see the earth, wind, water and fire circulating in it. However, what was most feared by the immortals and gods in the heavenly realm was the ancient starry sky above his head.

"Your Majesty, what made you change color?" The white-haired and blue-eyed woman came to the emperor's side and asked.

Yuwen Tuo slowly stood up, glanced at the gods, and said, "It's nothing, it's just a feeling!" ”

After ascending to the Heavenly Realm, Nuwa, the Heavenly Emperor and other ancient gods avoided him and did not mean to see him. Only the Emperor of Heaven sent someone to give a title - Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor, with the title of Ziwei Emperor, to appease Yuwen Tuo, an existence that broke through the shackles of artifacts and became a true god.

Yuwen Tuo looked at the group of immortals in front of him, waved his hand lightly, and said, "You all go down!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" All the immortals agreed in unison, and then retreated one after another.

"Your Majesty, what the hell is going on?" Yu Xiaoxue, who was transformed by Nuwa Stone and achieved her true body, looked at her lover, a trace of tenderness crossed her eyes, and asked.

Yuwen Tuo waved his hand and said, "This, it has nothing to do with you." Xiaoxue, you don't have to ask so much. How is Ning Ke now? ”

Dugu Ningke, when he said this name, a trace of guilt crossed Yuwen Tuo's yin and yang eyes. In this life, Yuwen Tuo can tell the world in a heartfelt way that he does not owe the people of the world, on the contrary, with his merits to the world, even if he establishes faith for him, it is not too much.

Only, Dugu Ningke is different. Even though Dugu Ningke hides a femme fatale-like heart under that beautiful appearance, she once sent her subordinates to arrest boys everywhere and take the boy's essence and blood for beauty, which can be described as a loss of conscience, but she is not sorry for Yuwen Tuo!

After ascending to the heavenly realm, Yuwen Tuo managed to collect the remaining soul of Dugu Ningke and raise it, hoping to bring the most sorry woman in his life to this world again. At this moment, Yu Xiaoxue's expression changed slightly after hearing Dugu Ningke's name.

"Her situation has improved a lot, more than a thousand years ago, in order to save her, you forced the Five Dimensional Heavenly Venerable to hand over the Soul Cultivation Tree, thousands of years later, her soul has been basically repaired, and in another hundred years, I believe she can be reborn!"

"That's good." Yuwen Tuo nodded happily.

"Since you can't bear it in your heart, then why did you hurt her like that back then?" At this moment, in this gorgeous palace, a crisp, but coquettish word sounded, and the barefoot elf, Wan Wan, strode into this hall and looked at the emperor above.

"If you hadn't stabbed that sword back then, then how could she have almost perished. Now, you have to do everything you can to help her come back to life. Are you ruthless or amorous to her! Or maybe you don't even know it yourself! ”

Yuwen Tuo raised his head and looked at the passage of three thousand years, still not much has changed, barefoot and delicate, followed by a woman with that temperament and demeanor and she was almost a girl carved out of the same mold, and said with a wry smile: "Because I have no other choice!" ”

Wan Wan said: "Maybe! ”

"What happened to you?" Wan Wan paused and continued, "You have been sitting on this dragon chair for thousands of years, and there is hardly anything that can catch your attention, but this time your expression suddenly changed. Something must have happened, right? Mind speaking up? ”

"It's just a small thing!" Yuwen Tuo said lightly.

Buzz! A transparent mirror flew in, which was Yuwentuo's natal body - Kunlun Mirror. Seeing the Kunlun mirror, Wanwan's mother and daughter all changed their expressions, but Yuwen Tuo's true body turned into a streamer and threw herself into this mirror. With a muffled sound, Emperor Ziwei had already left the Heavenly Realm.

A quarter of the curse, it doesn't bother me! The ten major artifacts have their own wonderful uses, the Xuanyuan sword symbolizes the cultural power, and the demon refining pot symbolizes the opening of the world. The original purpose of the Kunlun mirror was to remember all things in the world. In the world created by the Kunlun Mirror, there is a mirror world that reflects the real world, and everything in the real world is copied and stored in the Kunlun Mirror world. Moreover, there is no structure of time in the world of Kunlun Mirror, all that is left in the world of Kunlun is memory, and the manager of the Kunlun Mirror World, the Twelve Mirror Kings, is responsible for controlling the normal operation of the Kunlun Mirror World.

Although Yuwen Tuo has gotten rid of the shackles of the Kunlun Mirror at this time, for the mastery of the Kunlun Mirror, even if it is an ancient immortal, there is no one who can compare with him, the reincarnation of the Kunlun Mirror. When he came to the Kunlun Mirror, the mana in his body flowed, and the Yuan Shen mobilized the luck accumulated for three thousand years.

With the help of luck, a quarter of the curse transmitted by Gu Xiao Yuanshen was completely controlled in the blink of an eye. At the same time, powerful mana flowed through this immortal, merit-incarnated body, banishing the negative effects of the curse.

Buzz! Half an hour later, the curse was completely wiped out by the power of luck, and the primordial spirit regained its transparency again. Yuwen Tuo's eyes shot a fine light. Shi Shiran took a step under his feet, it was this inconspicuous step, but he broke away from the Kunlun Mirror and returned to the heavenly realm again!

"Your Majesty, where are you going now?" After so many years, Yu Xiaoxue, who still hasn't changed in any way, has always been like a shadow, a little sister who followed Yuwen Tuo's side, and when she saw Yu Wen Tuo appear, a trace of love crossed her beautiful eyes, and asked.

"Go to the Soul Tree!"

"Hmm!"

Leaving the throne with the beautiful Yu Xiaoxue, the Luan cart carrying the dragon and phoenix had already come to them.

The speed of the dragon and phoenix was extremely fast, and in just a quarter of an hour, it had already passed through the atmosphere and reached the edge of the Nine Heavens.

What appeared in front of them was a swarthy, shimmering black luster, on this tree, on almost every branch and leaf, you could vaguely see a hideous-looking demon roaring and wailing, the ancient tree did not bloom, but it had its own enticing fragrance.

Breathing in this tempting aroma, Yuwen Tuo and Yu Xiaoxue both felt that their primordial spirits had grown a lot. And in front of them, on the trunk of this not tall ancient tree, a familiar face emerged, beautiful and illusory, with a bit of sarcasm!

"Ning Ke, it's been a long time." Yuwen Tuo took a few steps forward and stroked the ancient tree in front of him, revealing a trace of affection in his demeanor, as if he was caressing his lover's skin, as if he had done it thousands of times, and said in a quiet tone.