The wind with an eternal breath hit his face, and the unfamiliar smell made Xuanyi move slightly and open his eyes blankly.

What caught my eye was the irregular pale and thick black intertwined fragments of the divine realm, suspended in the horizon like ribbons. Shaoyi's voice came from overhead: "Wake up? ”

The previous consumption of divine power made Xuanyi feel dizzy when she woke up this time, and her vision was very unclear, she reluctantly rubbed the corners of her forehead, and her voice was weak: "...... Where is this?"

"In the past, when there was no Nantianmen, the gods often played in the lower realm and walked through their own passages, which were one of the ancient passages. ”

Why does it sound so mysterious? Where did he get the Ancient Passage out?

Xuanyi looked at it intently, and suddenly felt that the light in front of her was magnificent, and the stabbing made her eyes extremely painful, and she had to hurriedly protect it with her hands. In the next moment, the blazing and clean wind of the Divine Realm surrounded them, and they really returned to the Divine Realm like this!

Shaoyi's voice sounded calm and distant: "This passage was opened by my father in the past, and I used to walk here to play in the nether realm at that time. "It wasn't easy for him to be transferred here at the cost of a phoenix heart feather.

Isn't he frail, why did he open up the ancient passage again?

Xuanyi really couldn't figure out why, because she felt that the light seemed to be softer, she let go of her hand, and saw a huge volcano suspended above the sea of clouds under her feet, and the mountains were full of magma, which was full of wood fire sycamores, and in the deep autumn season of the divine realm, the leaves of the wood fire sycamores glowed with extremely bright and brilliant colors.

At the base of the tree, only the 10,000-year-old igneous rock produced in the poor mulberry was scorched in the magma with a blazing white color.

An equally blazing white city was built in the huge crater, and the colorful luan birds and phoenixes flew and stopped on the city at will, and when they saw Shaoyi coming, they wanted to get closer affectionately, but they seemed to sense the cold aura of the Candle Yin Dragon God, and quickly fled.

The sky here was innumerably clearer than Zhongshan's, the thinnest and lightest kind of blue, and the wisps of clouds were lingering—the nine heavens looked like this, and it was so bright that it made her very unpleasant.

Xuanyi covered his eyes with his sleeve, and then heard Shaoyi say again: "The princesses of the Candleyin clan who married here in the past have special bedrooms and eye protection tulles, and I will ask the fairy to prepare for you when I turn around." ”

Who will marry here!" Xuanyi frowned and was silent.

The blazing white city gradually approached, and Shaoyi landed lightly on a bright red red jade platform, and the surrounding priests immediately greeted and saluted: "Fengjun is back, the princess is here, I am polite." ”

A divine servant had already come over to take Xuanyi from him, and Shaoyi let in slightly: "No need, I'll come." ”

There are no steps on the red jade platform, he jumped to the edge of the platform, and below it was an abyss, the scene of the poor mulberry city was falling in this abyss, a large area of wood fire sycamores, sharp and high palaces, and Zhongshan was completely different from the horizontal domineering of Zhongshan, and the majesty of the Pantheon Hall was also completely different, and there was a slender and gorgeous temperament.

Shaoyi suddenly jumped off the stage, his long sleeves fluttered like wings, and he fell lightly into the abyss. Xuanyi was stunned for a moment before remembering that the Nine Heavens Phoenix Clan had wings, so they naturally didn't care about the restrictions of the Mansion of the Gods.

Whirling, sliding, the gorgeous and empty poor mulberry city passed at her feet, and suddenly jumped to a peak with the wind, the peak was actually snow-capped, and the snow was planted with the common 10,000-year-old pine in Zhongshan, and the familiar cold breath surrounded Xuanyi, and a very strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

Shaoyi broke through the snow forest cloud realm, and its internal scenery was almost exactly the same as that of the Purple Mansion, except that there was no imperial mulberry, and the mountains and fields were full of strange flowers and plants.

"This used to be the place where my great-grandmother lived, called Yuan Zhan Palace, presumably the palace in your Purple Mansion is also called this name?"

Shaoyi put her in front of the hall, and immediately several maidens lined up from the hall and bowed.

"You take a shower and change your clothes, and I'll come back later." ”

He turned around to leave, but Xuanyi felt that he couldn't help it, and finally spoke: "Your great grandmother? I remember that in that generation, our two clans did not marry each other, but the two emperors brought out the sea of hatred. ”

Shaoyi tilted his head and pretended to be contemplative, his eyes flashed, and he smiled slightly: "You are right, I remember wrong." ”

Xuanyi said coldly: "I don't want to bathe and change clothes, take me to see Qingyan and my father." ”

Shaoyi said lightly: "You are too dirty now, I can't see it, when will you clean it, when will you go." ”

Xuanyi took a breath, then slowly spit it out, turned around and walked towards the Yuanzhan Palace, and the maidens immediately followed.

The layout of the hall was exactly the same as her Yuan Zhan Hall in Zhongshan, except for those extremely old-looking furniture, and even some ancient things that she had never seen before.

Clear water had been prepared in the huge white jade bath, Xuanyi took off his clothes and walked in slowly, staring at the quaint bronze wall lamps on the walls.

It seems that the Qingyang clan and the Candle Yin clan used to have a very good relationship as Shaoyi said, and the princess of the Candle Yin clan who married even had the same purple mansion as in Zhongshan, which shows that they must be in deep love. In this way, Zhongshan also has a place like Poor Sang City, which is Longmian Valley, where Qi Nancheng was punished to face the wall.

Emperor Zhongshan didn't like it there, so he deliberately sealed it to prevent her from getting close to Qingyan, and now that I think about it, there is also a cloud realm where the princess of the Qingyang clan who married into Zhongshan lives in a special place.

The relationship is so good, how can you say that you will turn your face?

Xuanyi carefully washed herself cleanly, and the fairies brought the silk cloud yarn, all kinds of heavenly clothes, and spread them out one by one for her to choose, and it was an ancient style that she had never seen before, all of them were pitch black, which princess of the Candle Yin clan liked such an ugly color?

She reluctantly picked for a long time, and saw that she had no choice, so she had to point to a black silk dress that looked quite good. The fairies respectfully waited for her to change her clothes, combed her long damp hair with a gold comb little by little, combed it slowly until it was half dry, inserted a gold ring, and then handed her a thin black veil to cover her eyes.

Xuanyi felt that she looked about 100,000 years old at this time, she had always loved beauty, and she had to put a lot of effort to dress up and look better when she wore a general's outfit, but now she was so reluctant to look like this, when she walked out with a sinking face, a fairy immediately followed behind, and asked in a low voice: "The princess wants some refreshments?"

She was worried about Qingyan and her father, but she didn't have the heart to eat, she only waved her hand, and the fairies retreated with interest.

Stepping out of the Yuan Zhan Palace, the specious scenery, Xuanyi slowly walked to a cluster of peonies, her purple mansion, where the emperor should be planted.

She slowly pulled off the magnificent peony petals one by one and crushed them in her palm. After seeing Qing Yan and her father, she had to think of a way to get them out of Poor Sang City, but she didn't know where the emperor of the Qingyang clan was, and what method would be used to contain the Candle Yin clan.

Just thinking about it, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure breaking through the cloud realm and stepping into the Purple Mansion, the person who came was wearing a coquettish and bright primrose-colored robe, lined with a face like a crown of jade, and the handsomeness of the soul was as strong as a spirit, it was Shaoyi, and he could wear these bright colors so vividly.

He raised his eyebrows to look at Xuanyi with a smile, walked closer and suddenly squatted down, put her and the peony branch together with the soft silk skirt, raised his head and said softly: "Although I haven't seen my grandmother, she looked like you in this ice and snow back then. ”

Xuanyi was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Who are you?"

She didn't believe that he was just a 50,000-year-old Fengjun of the Qingyang clan, what he said and did exceeded too many restrictions, and he even had a sense of incompatibility, which could not be measured by common sense.

Shaoyi got up with a smile and took her hand and walked outside the clouds: "Since you are so smart, why don't you guess for yourself?"

(Zilang Literature)