Gongyu is the name of the master.

She didn't really practice swords until she was seven years old, but she became the first person in the history of Yunkong Mountain to break into the immortal realm, even in a place like Shenshan where geniuses came out, she can definitely be called a legend, these three hundred years, the story about her can not be told in three days and three nights.

Chu Miao looked at the sunny mountain and the messy wine glass, and laughed silently. The charcoal fire still has residual warmth, but it is only a matter of time before it is cold.

She was looking at the lonely snow in the mountains alone, when her daughter suddenly led the deer up the mountain.

Chu Yingchan looked at the familiar fairy tower, and suddenly realized that it had been almost a year since she went down the mountain in plain clothes......

She was dressed in plain clothes when she left, and the same was true when she came, and although the slender and slender black ruler was never used, it was always carried on her back.

"You...... How is it here? Didn't Master ask me to come? ”

Chu Yingchan arrived at the Immortal Tower, looked around, and didn't see Shizun, but unexpectedly saw her mother.

"You?" Chu Miao felt that she had lost face, and just wanted to say a few words to her, but she couldn't help but think of Gong Yu's instructions, and she still calmed down, "Your master has left beforehand, and specially asked me to accompany you more." ”

"It can't be that you split the master, right?" Chu Yingchan's eyes were full of distrust.

"......" Chu Miao's chest rose and fell, but there was still a smile on her face, "How can I have that ability?" Come on, I haven't seen you for a long time, sit with my mother. ”

I haven't seen each other for two days......

Chu Yingchan hesitated slightly, but still tied the deer to the door, stepped on the snow, walked to her mother's side, and sat down calmly.

She looked at the scattered wine glasses on the jade table and said, "Why are you drinking with Shizun again?" The amount of alcohol in the master is so poor, and he went out to do errands in this matter, what should I do if it is delayed? ”

"Mother's alcohol is very good?" Chu Miao was very helpless about this daughter who turned her elbow outward, but she looked at her daughter's beautiful and moving face, and suddenly became gentle again.

Before her daughter was born, she was the queen of the world of the mother of Chu, with a legend of ups and downs in her life and countless reputations, but since her daughter was born and grew up, the title of 'the first beauty of Chu State', which was not very stable, was easily and undisputed by her daughter in a blink of an eye.

"Yingchan has really grown up, and she is as beautiful as her mother back then." Chu Miao said with a smile. When it comes to Chu Miao's realm, a hundred years of time is not enough to leave traces on her, and she looks like she is only in her early twenties, if she goes shopping with Chu Yingchan, she will probably be regarded as a sister.

"Yes...... Chu Yingchan didn't think it was a compliment, she whispered: "Shizun told me that I am much better looking than when you were young. ”

Chu Miao's fists clenched in her sleeves, she took a few deep breaths, and finally giggled: "Of course, my good daughter must be blue, huh...... You are also much more pleasing to the eye than when you were a child. ”

"Mother, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, it's not like you at all." Chu Yingchan said.

"It's nothing, I haven't sat down with Xiao Yingchan for many years to chat and communicate emotions, although we are immortals, but what we cultivate is not ruthless, we need family affection." Chu Miao said earnestly.

"How do you know I'm not repairing?" Chu Yingchan asked rhetorically.

"If you really cultivate the Ruthless Dao, I will demolish this dilapidated building now." Chu Miao said immediately.

Chu Yingchan pursed her lips, the thin light in her eyes flashed, but she didn't speak.

Chu Miao was shocked, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You shouldn't really cultivate the Ruthless Dao, right?" No wonder all these years of marriage have made you refuse to go......"

"Can you stop talking about marriage?" Chu Yingchan frowned. She only wanted to cultivate in the Daomen, and she never thought about this.

"My mother doesn't want to, it's really Yingchan's reputation is too great, I put away those marriage books and burn the fire, I'm afraid I can burn it directly through this winter." Chu Miao smiled and said, "And my mother has also helped you find it, among them, there are several young talents who are really good, and it's not a bad thing to have a Taoist couple......

"If you like it, you can marry them yourself." Chu Yingchan interrupted coldly.

"You...... Your father will be angry when he hears this. Chu Miao shook her head, thinking that her daughter hadn't married yet, it was like spilled water, if she really found her favorite Langjun in the future, wouldn't this daughter be completely raised in vain?

"Yingchan, you are also a sensible person, your mother has treated you so well since you were a child, your attitude towards me is too chilling?" Chu Miao held her heart in her hand, looked at Bai Xue on the side, and her posture was weak.

"How are you treating me?" Chu Yingchan was also annoyed, "Where are you treating me?" ”

"My mother has done so much for you......"

Chu Miaogang wanted to list them one by one, but was interrupted by Chu Yingchan in time: "The things you did were tantamount to me thinking that the food was not delicious, and you didn't go to make the food delicious, but instead made me a golden bowl, thinking that I could eat well so that I could eat well." ”

Chu Yingchan was originally saying a figurative sentence, but after she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that her mother seemed to have really done the same thing.

"The golden bowl is also sincere." Chu Miao obviously remembered this past incident and tried to defend herself.

The snow had cleared, but the temperature around them seemed to be lower, freezing their words.

Although Chu Yingchan was used to being cold, she was still a little uncomfortable, and she was about to find a reason to get up and leave, but she saw Bai Zhu coming out at this time.

"Little Senior Sister Chu Chu......" Bai Zhu looked at Senior Sister with a look of surprise.

She hasn't seen her senior sister for almost a year, she misses her very much, without the bullying of her junior sister, Bai Zhu only feels that life is pale.

"Little white wishes." Chu Yingchan also smiled.

Bai Zhu ran over quickly, jumped over, jumped directly into the arms of his senior sister, hugged her neck, the little unicorn farts followed behind, it also wanted to jump up, but the legs were short, and after hitting the wooden fence of the pavilion and falling into the snow, Chu Miao saw that it was pitiful, and reached out to help, the little unicorn didn't know Chu Miao very well, thinking that she was here to catch herself, and bit it, so painful that Chu Miao exhaled softly.

It's really not a good place, and it's not a good place to go...... Chu Miao flicked her sleeves angrily.

"It doesn't bite, does it?" Seeing this, Chu Yingchan also reached out to touch the unicorn's head.

"Of course not, only stupid people get bitten." Bai Zhu was busy hugging the little senior sister, obviously not seeing the scene just now.

Sure enough, after Chu Yingchan stretched out her hand, the little unicorn immediately rubbed her palm.

"......" Chu Miao felt that the little radish was also damaged.

Chu Yingchan looked at her mother, and showed a rare smile, Chu Miao was slightly stunned, and after seeing her daughter's smile, her anger also disappeared, and she laughed.

Xiao Bai Zhu and her senior sister talked about the interesting things that happened in Xianlou this year, she tried her best to paint her voice, and she was still very bored, but Chu Yingchan listened carefully and was very cooperative.

Chu Miao looked at them quietly, and couldn't help but think of the days when she practiced with Xiaoyu when she was a child.

Shaohua is fleeting, and even if their youth lasts forever, they can never really return to their youth.

"Bai Zhu is finished, senior sister, you can also talk about it."

"I ...... Nothing to say. Chu Yingchan shook her head.

Although she has also traveled to some places with Xiao He this year, her realm has not advanced an inch, and her heart is also cold and lonely.

"Not at all?" Bai Zhu asked.

Chu Yingchan shook her head again.

"The diligent Bai Zhu met the lazy senior sister...... Bai Zhu showed a disappointed look.

Chu Yingchan also felt guilty and wanted to comfort her, but at this time, Chu Miao suddenly raised her hand coquettishly and said:

"Then I'll tell you."

Bai Zhu and Chu Yingchan looked at her together.

Bai Zhu was still a little afraid of this woman who had been thinking about her for three hundred years, and Chu Yingchan asked, "Mother, what do you have to say?" I've been tired of hearing about you when you were younger. ”

"I can tell you the story of your master when he was a child." Chu Miao said.

"Master has also told us about it." Bai Zhu said.

"What does she say she is?" Chu Miao asked.

"Hmm...... Shizun said that she has been simple, diligent, and hardworking since she was a child, and she won the first place by strength in every monthly test......"

"Stop!" Chu Miao couldn't listen anymore, "Let me tell you what your master really looked like when he was a child." ”

Bai Zhu showed a curious look, nodded again and again, and skillfully promised not to tell Shizun, Chu Yingchan would wait for Shizun to come back anyway, and she didn't mind listening to it.

Chu Miao got a kind of pleasure like a 'child king' for a long time, she cleared her throat and said:

"About your master, I have to start from three hundred years ago......"

……

"Three hundred years ago, the king of the blue woke up from the underground palace, pierced the dome of the dragon palace, broke through the frozen soil, and flapped his wings to the south. Most of the wild places outside the god wall are full of demons, grass and trees do not grow, we can survive and cultivate here, among which there is the merit of the god mulberry tree, and more importantly, because this is the land of the dragon! The dragon is the natural enemy of the evil spirits, how dare the evil spirits approach the site of its old palace? Today's Scales Festival, what we want to thank is the gift of His Royal Highness the Dragon King. ”

Three Realms Village.

Zhong Wushi stood under the sacred mulberry tree, his eyebrows were red, his white clothes were fluttering, he was handsome like an immortal on the clouds, there was a picture scroll behind him, the picture scroll was black and white, and the dragon with the strange and terrifying beauty stood on the mountain peak, spitting dragon streams to the sky, and the pair of dark blue dragon pupils were the only superfluous colors, like the gate of burning nether flames.

And the immortal village in front of him was already dilapidated, the houses were destroyed and the lights were destroyed, and most of the remaining cultivators were old people, they were forced to come here, listening to Zhong Wushi's words, their faces were gloomy.

Zhong Wushi also felt a pity, according to his original plan, today is a lively and happy day, the new dragon king will rise into the sky with a large number of fireworks, and the new king will be blessed by all the villagers of the Three Realms Village, in laughter...... Parasitized by it.

It's ridiculous to say that he was originally the heir of an evil god in the depths of the Black Sea, but now he wants to take away a real dragon king.

Zhong Wushi was enthusiastic about the origin of the dragon king, and a carriage drove in, which contained the heart of the double-headed python, which had been dead for months, its heart was frozen in ice, and it looked alive, the muscle fibers and the blood vessels attached to it were clearly visible, and people even felt that if the ice was melted, it could still burst out with a powerful pulse.

"Today is the day the dragon wakes up."

Zhong Wushi looked at this heart and smiled.

A year ago, a great change occurred in the Guardian Divine Domain that imprisoned it, and he finally got a chance to escape after accumulating thousands of years of residual thoughts, wandering in the wasteland, discovering the Three Realms Village, parasitic in Zhong Wushi's body, and accidentally discovering the shocking secrets of the corpses of the underground palace.

The orthodox dragon clan, in addition to the pale king of the first ancestor of ten thousand dragons, followed by the two kings of Xubai and Cangbi, the rest of the dragon corpses are all Xuanzi, Hun Jin, and Yuan Red three colors. Between Pale and Void White, legend has it that there are still evil dragons such as poisonous springs and black scales, but legends are legends after all, according to the order, Cangbi can also be ranked in the top five among the only remaining dragon corpses!

Beneath this seemingly unremarkable village lies the remains of the King of Radiance.

When it broke through the god wall, its newborn heart was pierced by the immortals, but it did not die, but dragged its seriously injured body and flew thousands of miles, returned to its own residence, and continued to fall into a long sleep.

What a powerful life force this is......

But what surprised Zhong Wushi even more was that he also involved a sect called the 'Scaly Sect' behind this dragon corpse, this sect believes in dragons, but they don't just worship the powerful creature of the dragon king, on the contrary, they also have a well-known slogan: "The cruel old monarch should be buried deep underground, and what we want to welcome is the good monarch of the new world." ”

So, they secretly created a hive north of Dragonscale, where they created their new king.

But Chung knew it was just a hoax.

The Scales Sect also discovered the remains of the King of Cangbi, and they hid the news to cover up the plan to create Allah, still with the aim of reviving the old king.

But the Scales Sect is also a sect with dreams.

Looking at the entire history, it is not uncommon to revive evil gods, dragon corpses and other cults, and there are many people who really summon evil gods, but in the future they have time to rejoice, they are slaughtered by the things they summoned, but there are different scales sects, their purpose is not to revive the king of Cangbi, but to revive it at the same time, replace it with the consciousness they created, so that the king of Cangbi becomes the real kind of the scaly sect.

His current existence is equivalent to a puppet worm, residing in Zhong Wushi's body, controlling everything about him, but the ambition of the Scales Sect is even greater, what they want to control is a real dragon king!

Moreover, Zhong Wushi was sure that although some of the dark pavilions under the Scales Sect had been eroded and loosened, that mysterious sect master must be a true master, because he had indeed researched a set of effective methods that could usurp the true dragon.

This is also a secret that Duche kept until his death.

If this method really succeeds, then wouldn't the dragon corpses in the future be able to become war machines under their seats? In this way, the Scaly Sect could even leap to become a sect above the Three Divine Mountains!

Who is the suzerain who created all this?

Zhong Wushi was curious.

He had also secretly investigated the origin of the Scales Sect, a sect that had been established for more than two hundred years, even older than many famous sects, but this sect had never been large in the past, and it had only begun to expand in recent years after the plan was really launched.

Could this have something to do with the day the wall shattered 300 years ago?

Zhong Wushi couldn't figure these out for the time being, but these didn't matter at the moment, no matter how powerful the mysterious sect master of the Scales Sect was, he was now trapped in the Divine Mountain and couldn't get out, and now in the Three Realms Village, he was the supreme master, he could plunder the hundred years of hard work of the Scales Sect and take it as he had.

Of course, there are some flaws in my own plans.

He has not yet found Lin Shouxi and the Holy Son, as well as ...... Lord.

The Lord is the consciousness created by the Scale Sect, who would have imagined that such a harmless three-flowered cat is about to become a new king of Cangbi in the future, but now that this lord is gone, although the king of Cangbi can still be revived, it is likely to become an idiot directly.

It didn't matter much to him, after all, whoever became the new king would be parasitic on it, slowly invading its body until it was all under control.

But it's kind of disgusting to control an idiot.

Zhong Wushi personally transported the heart of the two-headed python to the Supreme Lord's Mansion, he sat in a wooden chair, stared at the words "Heavenly Maiden Sanhua" for a long time, he took the original manuscript of the Zhushenlu from the side and flipped through it, his cold eyes seemed to be looking down on the real rivers and mountains, he had done this book several times, and every time he read the book The great cause of the demon god was ruined in one fell swoop, and when the success was completed, the scene of self-beheading under the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, it was always inevitable to be moved.

It's just a pity that this book will never have an ending.

Zhong Wushi put it back in its place and walked out of the sect master's mansion, he put his hands on his sleeves, stood in the light and waited for a while, but no one came.

Zhong Wushi thought of the whale moaning in the turbid river, and felt that he should be too worried, he had to retreat from that monster, Lin Shouxi and the Holy Son's realm was under the immortal realm, how could he escape its pursuit in the water?

He didn't believe it.

The only fly in the ointment was that he did not see their bodies.

Zhong Wushi no longer cared about this matter, he turned around and saw the fog in the mountains, and his heart suddenly felt lonely.

- A character like him is about to be reborn, but not many people have seen this scene, how lonely is he?

Time passed quietly, everything went on as usual, and the festival of scales, which should have been bustling, passed in such a dead silence, and when the hour came, he bathed and changed his clothes, and began the ritual according to the record of the black scroll.

The ceremony is held under the sacred mulberry tree.

With the heart of the two-headed python as the center, the thirty-six materials needed for the sacrifice were separated in turn, and his maids pushed everything forward in an orderly manner, while he held the black scroll in his hand and began to recite the ancient scriptures, the bytes of which had a natural chill, as if carved out of a glacier.

Under the sacred mulberry tree, the puppet clothes that the puppet lady had worked hard to sew also slowly floated up, it was a girl who was exactly like the picture, but now there was no one living in it, so it looked more like a cropped painting, and the limbs of the painting were tied with iron ropes that bound the demon to prevent her from escaping after waking up.

"Even if she loses her wisdom, she will be the most perfect masterpiece of the Three Realms Village." Zhong Wushi said.

The puppet lady didn't speak, she seemed to have exhausted her efforts, and her face was like death.

The ritual began in the ancient chanting scriptures, Zhong Wushi was still wary of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's sneak attack at first, but the surroundings were too quiet, not to mention, even if they really killed, the distance between the gate of the Three Realms Village and here was enough to warn him, so soon, Zhong Wushi's body and mind were also immersed in this ancient ritual, he looked at the exquisite operation of the ritual, as if watching the pieces of wood accurately put together a complete and complex pattern, his heart was full of pleasure, as if what he wanted to witness was not the birth of a god, It's your own ritual of recovery.

After about an hour, the sacred mulberry tree also began to tremble, and in the depths that no one could see, a milky white spiritual body seeped into the root of the tree like water, and it climbed along the root system, and finally became a drop of water condensed on the leaves, and fell on the top of the doll clothes's head.

It was the spirit of the three-flowered cat, and now, it was going to merge into this doll.

The ceremony went smoothly.

The doll began to bulge, and her shriveled limbs seemed to have real flesh and blood, and began to plump up, and even the dull eyes began to become refreshed, and slowly opened after a while.

"God......"

Zhong Wushi looked at the scene in front of him, which can only be described as a miracle.

Of course, there is nothing in his eyes to create a living puppet, but this 'puppet' can be perfectly transplanted into the dragon's heart and become the brain that controls its body...... The dragon itself is an old god, and even a high-level parasite like him can't parasitize on the dragon's body, but she can, this kind of blasphemy can only be described as a miracle.

"I am the one who created God, can you call me Father?"

Zhong Wushi watched as she opened her eyes in fascination, showing a hazy consciousness.

His intoxication was torn apart by the pain in his chest.

A sword suddenly pierced his body!

The sword stabbed from his back, splitting his clothes, piercing his chest in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, half of the sword had already pierced out of his heart, and it was stained with viscous blood.

He recognized it.

This is Lin Shouxi's sword!

After the sword pierced into his body, he was still not satisfied, and wanted to cut it horizontally, completely cutting his body, Zhong Wushi's eyes were quick, his fingers grabbed, and he imprisoned the tip of the sword like a cage, pressed back, and pushed it out of his body.

Zhong turned around from time to time and found that the assassin was actually one of his maids!

No, it's not......

The sword push back with all his strength also acted on the other party, and after a while, the other party's puppet clothes were shattered into pieces of butterflies, and under this beautiful maid, it was Lin Shouxi's indifferent face!

Lin Shouxi didn't know when he pretended to be his maid, stole the doll clothes, and lurked beside him!

If it weren't for the fact that his realm was too much Gao Lin Shouxi, he would have already had a burst heart at this moment!

"What about Mu Shijing? Where is she? Zhong Wushi immediately asked.

Lin Shouxi didn't answer, he stared at Zhong Wushi indifferently, the golden light in the young man's eyes was like thunder and lightning behind the clouds, containing a killing intent that erodes bones, Zhong Wushi looked at him as if he was staring at the tip of a knife!

Then, Zhong Wushi also realized something, and hurriedly looked back.

On the ground beneath their feet, a brick that was originally flat was strangely pried open, and the ball-like figure rushed forward, this was their long-missing lord - the three-flowered cat!

The three-flowered cat suddenly pounced on the puppet clothes, it ended its thoughts, and quickly melted into it, and at the same time, the sacred mulberry tree behind it began to shake, and hundreds of leaves fell at the same time! Under the cover of the dense leaves of the gods, a bewitching figure fell from it, and the death certificate of the unsheath was already in her hands!

Zhong Wushi wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Lin Shouxi, and in just a moment's interval, the girl swung her sword in the air, and the four silver arcs flashed almost at the same time, and the iron chain that fixed the doll clothes shattered, and the girl in the doll clothes was snatched into Mu Shijing's arms in a blink of an eye!

Mu Shijing stood on the altar he had erected, looking at it from afar, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

And the girl in her arms also opened her blood-red eyes.

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(This chapter is yesterday's addition!) ）