Chapter 95: Forbidden Arts

A bowl of water in Yaochi, before and after his death, there is no longer any concern.

"Chang Xi. ”

She was carrying the red rain and wanted to turn back to the Eastern Wilderness, when someone called behind her. Chang Xi didn't have many old friends in the Nine Heavens, so he didn't react for a while, and when he turned around, the man was dressed in purple, looking at him with a shallow smile, and the fairy who followed behind him was something she was very familiar with, it was a light dance. The water of Yao Chi had not yet worked, and she naturally remembered some distant memories.

Maybe the person in front of her is her old friend in the world, but Chang Xi has no intention, how can she make waves again.

Xu was afraid that she would forget, so Si Ming Shenjun walked up to her and said, "Chang Xi, I am Qing Shi." ”

Hongyu's eyebrows jumped, and he stepped forward and said, "Si Ming Shenjun is okay, it's just that Chang Xi has no friendship with you." ”

Chang Xi acquiesced, she never stopped the red rain, she is heartless and ruthless now, and she will not remember those past entanglements in the future, rather than recognize each other today and forget each other in the future, it is better to never know each other. She turned to leave, and Qing Shi insisted on calling, and there was a faint pleading in her voice, "Chang Xi." ”

"Presumptuous, I haven't seen you for many days, and I have forgotten the basic etiquette!" Chang Xi's face was fierce, she was a god in the same Qing Dynasty, and she was in the same vein, but Chang Xi was the superior person, so it was reasonable for the Si Ming Shenjun to bow to her. "The Nine Heavens are becoming more and more unruly. ”

After Chang Xi left, Qing Shi sat down on the edge of Yao Chi in a dejected manner, and stepped forward to comfort him, "Childe, that is the Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness." "Chang Xi Yuanjun of the Eastern Wilderness is more noble than the current Heavenly Emperor Fenghuang, the smallest divine monarch left over from ancient times, even if there is no divine monarch, he still has the name of the divine monarch, and he is the righteousness of heaven, and he is worshiped by the eight wildernesses of the four seas and even the nine heavens.

And Qingwu can probably remember some things, this Chang Xi Yuanjun is about that Li Yan. At that time, she didn't understand why their lord loved her so much, most of the ancient god monarchs had fallen, and the rest were unattainable existences. When she was alive, the son of the acting king was not worthy of Li Yan, and now she is the Yuan Jun of the Eastern Wilderness, and there is a gap of 108,000 miles between them.

Qing Shi picked up the bowl of water, reached the corner of his mouth, and finally didn't drink it, "Xiao Wu, if I hadn't embarrassed her in Yujingshan that year, maybe we wouldn't be like this now." If he had known that today, on Yujing Mountain that year, he would definitely drink wine with her, laugh and talk about interesting things, why now, Chang Xi has never given him a good face.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep. Yao Chishui forgot about the world, but that world was the best memory he had in so many years, and Chang Xi would laugh with him in that memory, how could he bear to forget. God's time was too long, and in the infinite time, he could at least stand behind her, remembering the morning and twilight of the past.

Chang Xi, you are also the catastrophe of Qing Shi's life, you can't love, you can't ask for it.

East China Sea

The song is over, and the people are scattered, waiting for the rest of their lives to dawn and twilight. The East China Sea looks at each other, and it is what it looks like when I first saw you. Chonghua's mind turned a hundred times a thousand times, but he saw that the Hehuan bell on Chang Xi's wrist was broken in response, and a silver-white light rushed out of the sky, rushing towards the goddess above the East China Sea. He seemed to realize in his eyes, this Hehuan bell was not only used to lock the soul, but also the power of her origin was clearly pressed in the middle, what did he forget back then?

Chonghua closed his eyes to explore the past in his mind, but he became more and more headache, as if he had touched some knot, the past turned around one by one, and Shen Du, who followed behind him, was already taken aback, and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by him. "Don't come here. ”

He remembered that year under the peach blossom tree in Yujing Mountain, the first time he saw Chang Xi's appearance, after the Yellow Spring 800 miles of yellow sand, they crossed the Santu River together, and the Sansheng Stone became a prophecy. In my memory, the goddess had promised him the scorching beauty, the white head on Jiuzhi Mountain made a covenant, and the marriage book in Yingzhou in the East Wilderness. But why did we end up like this?

Chonghua has been worthy of heaven and earth and people's livelihood all his life, but he has only borne you, making you painful and making you bitter, bitter and absurd.

"Chang Xi, stop it!" Shen Du is the lord of Chang Huan Pavilion, holding the vast sea of books, he couldn't recognize Chang Xi's tricks at first, and the more he went to the back, the more frightened he became. In the ancient history of the Changhuan Pavilion, there is a volume of the emperor in his life, where it was said that the emperor had a trick to turn back time. In the past, Chang Xi was in Ziweiyuan for a hundred years, and he once entered the Chang Huan Pavilion to study every day, and Shen Du also had a friendship with Chang Xi. He has served the emperor for many years, and he has never seen the emperor use it, and this kind of technique that goes against the sky must be especially costly. He couldn't bear Chang Xi to go astray and waste his life, "Your Majesty, Chang Xi is using the backtracking technique." ”

Shen Du thought well, this trick of retrospection, as the name suggests, goes back to time, so that the time that has been turned back, but this trick has never been used, one no one knows the key, and the other is quite expensive, the technique of reversing the way of heaven naturally requires a greater price, and this is to sacrifice to the original god.

Chonghua didn't care about the headache, and stretched out his hand to his eyebrows, where the miracle of water droplets, which is not usually common, shone brightly in an instant. He landed on Chang Xi's head, walked into the East China Sea isolated by the enchantment unhindered, and when he approached Chang Xi, he grabbed her wrist with one hand, and shouted: "Young, you just let Ren Xi come back, if she doesn't see you, how should she deal with herself?"

"Let it go!" Chang Xi turned around and said angrily. Maybe many years ago, if Chonghua called her so, she would have been happy, but now that the old man is goodbye, she is no longer unwavering. It's just that the power of the origin has entered the body, and the inheritance in her bloodline is already urging her to awaken.

Chonghua restrained her with one hand, and set up an enchantment with his backhand to protect her in the enchantment. Chang Xi is about to awaken, and the heavenly thunder will follow, she almost tried her best just now, the East China Sea is already different, and the retrospective trick has worked, if it weren't for the Hehuan bell, where else would there be Chang Xi in this world now.

Shen Du stood outside and couldn't see what was going on inside, he could only hear the thunder in the sky, there was a dragon chanting, and then above the East China Sea, a crimson figure appeared, Shen Du recognized him at a glance, that was the current emperor of Qingqiu, looking for the god in the north. It's just that his right hand is holding a little doll of four or five years old, the autumn water is the god jade as the bone, wearing a white dress with wide sleeves, the slender hair is fixed by only a hosta, and the watermark on the forehead is about to come out, which is particularly dazzling in the light, and the color outlined by the strokes is the love of God, which is beautiful and tight, but it makes Shen Du particularly surprised.

Shen Du stepped forward quietly, bowed, and said, "Shen Du greets Emperor Qingqiu." ”

Bei Xun glanced at him, and his eyes fell on the thunder in the sky above the East China Sea, and at this time it was already raining heavily in the middle of the sea, but he let go of his heart for this. Just now he was in Xiaoyingzhou, but Wujue suddenly woke up crying, and then thinking back to what Chang Xi had done over the years, he immediately pinched his fingers and calculated, and hurriedly ran to the East China Sea with Wujue, fortunately Chang Xi had no accident. It's just that as abnormal as today, Chang Xi is actually going to be promoted to the Divine Monarch here.

In the current world, there are very few divine monarchs, except for the living emperor of Ziweiyuan, there is only the shaking light emperor of Penglai. Back then, Penglai Immortal Society, the god of shaking the light said, the god of the king called him old, not as good as the gods, so over the years, the juniors have the fate to see the emperor of the shaking light, all of them can call the gods. After today, there will be a god monarch in the Eastern Wilderness, and in the future, who would dare to underestimate Chang Xi. Thinking of this, Beixun lowered his head and smiled, and said, "Wujue, your mother is the most noble goddess in the world." ”

Wu Jue was a little confused, looking at the unpredictable place in the middle of the sea. If he is placed in the mortal world, he is only afraid that he is at the level of an ancestor at this age, but he has been in the Eastern Wilderness for many years, and he has never woken up, and he has never seen his mother, but this does not prevent him from admiring his mother, he pointed in that direction and asked in a milky voice: "Is that Wujue's mother?"

Shen Du took a few steps back, bent down and saluted, he seemed to have guessed the origin of this little doll, and the sense of familiarity that came to his face made him feel that the emperor of his life was standing in front of him.

The wind and rain stopped, the expected ancient celebrations, a hundred birds and a phoenix, five-colored auspicious clouds, and the heavenly bell informed the gods and immortals that there was a god in the Eastern Wilderness. At the Yellow Spring of the Netherworld, someone stood in the place where the safflower lycoris was full of blooms, and said lightly: "There is a god king in the Eastern Wilderness." ”

When she spoke, she was very lonely, and someone came over, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted: "Xiaoxue, if you think of her so much, you can go and see her, after so many years, where is there any overnight hatred?"

Hua Weixue shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Huaidu, she doesn't remember me anymore." Chang Xi no longer remembers that in her young years, there was the existence of Hua Weeping Snow, they had been estranged from each other for several years, but they couldn't afford to forget, they didn't see each other, and they were still worried about each other, but now Chang Xi has completely given up their friendship.

Huai Du didn't know how to comfort her, only accompanied her to look at the blood-colored flowers in the sky, and only heard a sigh for a long time, "The flowers bloom Xie, does she still recognize the way?"

No one answered her question, just as no one knew the answer.

When Chang Xi opened his eyes again, the Venerable God on the opposite side finally turned in one direction and vomited a mouthful of blood. She naturally recognized Chonghua, there used to be a relationship between them, but now they are all dusty and irrelevant.

There are gains and losses, and the way of heaven still treats her well in the end, and she ascends to the gods without wind and waves, even if she is promoted to the god monarch, she can be replaced by others. Chang Xi collected the miracle in his forehead, stepped forward to help, and said, "Thank you Emperor Pingsheng, Chang Xi has a sense of guilt." ”

She has been separated from herself for many years, and she has been strangers for many years, and she is still polite on the day of goodbye. Chonghua smiled bitterly, the Chang Xi in his memory was not like this. But such Chang Xi was forced out by him. That year, the Xuannu died, what kind of mood did she ask for Ziweiyuan, and what kind of mood did she kneel there, but what did he do.

Chonghua, Chonghua, now this situation is all my own sin, what qualifications do you have to be uncomfortable.

The two turned back into the air from the East China Sea, Chonghua had not yet spoken, but he saw someone over there hurrying, like a gust of wind, pushing him aside and throwing him into Chang Xi's arms, and then heard a soft voice in his ears: "Mother, mother, Wujue misses you so much." ”

Chang Xi steadied his feet, hugged the villain, patted his head, and said, "Are you willing to wake up?" She has been in the Eastern Wilderness all these years, except for Auntie who often comes, most of the rest of the time, she is actually with this child who can't wake up for a long time, she may not remember who his biological father is, but she still knows that he used to be her hope. At that time, Donghuang was too boring, and she would sometimes watch him all day, hoping that he would wake up soon.

Chang Xi no longer remembered why she plucked her heart with her own hands, and why she drank that bowl of Yaochi water, presumably the memories of the past were too painful, so she would make up her mind, since she had chosen to give up, she naturally wouldn't think about it anymore. The things of the world are nothing but clouds, and Wujue is a decision she has never regretted in her hundreds of thousands of years.

"I dreamed that something happened to my mother, mother, will you leave Wujue behind?" Wujue got into Chang Xi's arms, very aggrieved, that little appearance, no one could bear to see it.

Chang Xi was so soft that she was a mess, this is the child who is connected to her blood, and she is the most important person in her future, she hugged Wujue, only then did she remember the disaster she had just broken down, and said in the direction of Chonghua: "Chang Xi knows that he is acting recklessly, but the Xuannu is my best friend, although this matter is inappropriate, it is my fault, but I do not regret it, it is Chang Xi's fault to alarm the emperor in his life." Now that there is nothing to do in the East China Sea, Chang Xi left first. ”

She didn't say anything else, and greeted Beixun, "Go back with me?"

Beixun shook his head, he hadn't been back to Qingqiu for a long time, and he had to go back to see it this time.

"The ...... of the Young"

Chang Xi's footsteps paused, he didn't look back, but his tone was flat, as if he was talking about other people's things, and said: "There is no premature death in the world, it is just a big dream of the Eastern Wilderness Yuanjun, how is it in the dream, after waking up from the dream, it is meaningless." When she left, she was very resolute, and she didn't even stop for a moment.

Bei Xun looked at Hua's dejected appearance, sneered, and sighed: "Chang Xi has already let go, and when you left Weiyang Palace to suppress her in Zhaoling, she owed you all the money." ”

Chonghua's hand in his sleeve suddenly clenched, and asked, "What did you say?"

"Tsk, do you still think Li Yan is Wei Zi? Haha, after so many years, I thought you all let it go, but it turned out that you were wrong again. Bei Xun laughed, in the past, he was still in awe of Emperor Pingsheng, but he treated Chang Xi like that, but it made him very angry, "Emperor Pingsheng, it is something that Si Ming knows, it turns out that you don't know." ”

"Chang Xi is very good now, she may still remember Ziweiyuan in the past, but she must not remember Li Yan, you let yourself go, let her go. Beixun made a salute and left in the clouds.

Leaving Chonghua with a gray face, scenes appeared in his mind, and finally he vomited a mouthful of blood and fell straight down. A dream, for the sake of joy, he is afraid that this is another dream.