Chapter 393 The goddess reproduces the poetry and immortal dustlessness, with outstanding literary brilliance and chic. He is also a first-class beautiful man in the fairy world, and he is favored by everyone.

However, after living in the Little Fairy Realm for thousands of years, he felt quite bored, and at the same time he couldn't understand why he always felt that there was a cold air secretly coming from the peaceful and prosperous situation of the Little Fairy Realm?

The eerie and terrifying atmosphere made Wuchen think that his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, so he flew all over the Little Immortal Realm to find a way to solve this doubt.

However, when the ascended monks came to the Little Immortal Realm one after another, he inexplicably felt that this qiē, and even the entire Little Immortal Realm, was full of a big trap.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but he always felt that the glazed immortal venerable in the height was always full of sadness under the compassionate appearance.

She is trying her best to hide a lie, and she is about to be powerless to resist, as if even she will be dragged down by this lie, and she will not be able to get relief until the day it breaks out.

When Wuchen decided to leave the Little Immortal Realm and return to the Nether Realm again, he finally understood that the so-called "Ascension"

, in fact, it is not a real ascension.

The Little Immortal Realm is nothing but a space station between the Nether Realm and the Immortal Realm.

For tens of thousands of years, no monk has successfully ascended into the immortal realm, and the lucky monk has entered the small immortal realm, and the rest of the capital has died, and the soul has fallen into the demon realm.

And the so-called Thunder Tribulation and Heavenly Tribulation are all punishments released by a place called Lei Chi in the Little Immortal Realm to the anti-heaven monks.

In today's little immortal realm, because most of the monks reached a bottleneck in their cultivation after ascending, there was no breakthrough, and after many fruitless attempts, they became idle, and began to marry and have children like mortals.

Even many monks want to smuggle their descendants into it, occupy the land as king, and dominate one side.

The Little Immortal Realm is just another mortal dust - all mortal dust of spiritual cultivators.

Shixian Wuchen was originally a person from the Ancient Dao Sect, and he was prosperous in the Little Immortal Realm, how could a handsome son like him be willing to fall back to the Nether Realm?

It turned out that he wanted to find the Ziwei Star Palace, the head of the twenty-eight star palaces that remained in the lower realm and retained the memories of the previous life.

But after hundreds of years of travel, every time he got the news, he was one step too late - when he was at the height of his prosperity, the Ziwei Star Palace returned to the sky a few years ago and lost his soul.

So he had to give up and wanted to go back to the Little Immortal Realm, and after many inquiries, he learned that the flying immortal treasure left in the Nether Realm was taken into his pocket by Han Bing, a rookie in the Mengli Continent.

So he followed Han Bing's trail all the way, and finally came to Tianxiao City, so he had that scene.

Shixian flew above the clouds without dust, and Han Bing was like a corpse, wrapped in red spiritual light, dragging behind him.

"Whew!"

When the night came, a red light crossed the sky above the Xiaguang Sea and fled towards the Dream Glass Continent.

On the ground, a little child with pigtails, innocent and empty, shouted happily: "Mother, there is a shooting star on it." ”

A woman walked out of the thatched hut, her face changed from the red scratches over the sea, and she nervously pulled the child into the house.

"It's not a shooting star, it's a broom star. ”

"Broom Star?"

The child blinked his eyes in confusion and tilted his head.

The woman touched the child's head and said with a smile: "Yes, Chenxin, your long tail is a broom star." As the saying goes, the stars will be unlucky. ”

The child pouted and said mischievously: "Mom is lying again, obviously a very good star." If you make a wish on the stars, your dreams will come true. ”

The woman shook her head helplessly and said, "Hurry up and enter the house, don't be found by bad luck." ”

"Hmm. ”

...... Just as the woman and the child walked into the thatched house, Wuchen took Han Bing and flew to her door.

"Is anyone there?"

Wuchen's feet were off the ground, dragging Han Bing to stand outside the door, but there was a layer of golden light in the courtyard at night, and he didn't dare to move forward, but the corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

The woman looked at the child, urged her not to go out of the door, and said with a smile: "Strangers are coming, don't come out, otherwise I don't know if they are monsters and formed people, and they come to eat children." ”

The child nodded as if he didn't understand, and looked through the small window to paint the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the woman touched the child's head and walked out of the door, and closed the door with her hand.

On her face, a pair of gray eyes were confused.

I saw that her expression changed, and she immediately calmed down again, and said with a smile: "I don't know if this son is here in the middle of the night, why do you want to do it?"

Wuchen's brown pupils flashed red, and his face suddenly became bitter, and he wondered, "Where is the child who picked up from the Forbidden Land?"

The woman sneered and said, "Wuchen, you are still so arrogant, that child is just a simple child, don't touch him." ”

Wuchen shook his head and said regretfully: "Goddess, tell you the truth, is that your child?"

The woman sneered, "Yukihime, I have something to say. The child was not my own, but I had to protect the child as he grew up. Wuchen, don't ask too much, please tell Wuxie, past and present life, let him forget. This child is not his child. ”

Wuchen sighed and said, "In order to find you, Wuxian cultivated hard, and according to your method, the immortal and demon cultivators ended dismally. But you are still mortal in the human world. ”

He couldn't do anything, only blamed bad luck. Now that the divine realm no longer exists, how can we find the gods?" "In that case, Xue Ji, you sue me, how can I enter the real fairy realm?" the woman turned and shook her head. "If you can't get in, if you come out of the fairy world, you can't go in again. "What's more, where is not cultivation. The only difference is that there is no immortal energy in the human world. "What about living for thousands of years or even having an immortal body, except for the lonely one who lives with heaven and earth, the one who loves dies slowly, humblely and self-deceiving, and the heart aches. "Without dust, the divine realm no longer exists, and the twenty-eight star palaces no longer return to their places, and the world is still this chaotic and chaotic world. No one can enter the fairy realm and reverse this chaos. There is no other way unless it is barren and regenerated. Wuchen sighed and said, "That child is an abandoned child of the Demon Realm, and the goddess must know it. Although you are a goddess, because you have been in the human world for too long and lack of mana, you are impregnated by that child's powerful demonic energy. I hope the goddess thinks twice. Even if it is your own flesh and blood, you can't keep her by your side, otherwise you will eventually be devoured by that child. After speaking, Wuchen turned around and left, and the woman's gray eyes widened slightly when Han Bing, who was unconscious, in her eyes. "You imprisoned a monk with low cultivation, isn't this like Shixian your style?" Wuchen didn't look back, dragged Han Bing directly into the distance, and just left a sentence, "I want him to go back to the Little Immortal Realm with me." This monk is no ordinary monk. Perhaps, he can unlock a lot of secrets that I can't solve. "This book is from /book/html/31/31467/