Introduction

Legend has it that 30,000 years ago, Emperor Xi, the son of Emperor Jun, was arrogant, and Xuandu, the son of the ghost mother, fought privately on the top of the sky, and actually poked a hole in the top of the sky, and the Buzhou Mountain that supported the heaven and earth shook the Three Realms.

After the battle of Shentian, Di Xi was removed by Di Jun for violating the precepts of the Heavenly Palace, destroyed his immortal body, turned into a young phoenix and reshaped in Danyang Mountain, Di Jun twisted his hair and turned into a divine bird to guard Danyang Mountain, until Di Xi was nirvana again, and its name was Sun God Bird.

Emperor Junnian made meritorious contributions to the creation of the ghost mother, so he crossed his son Xuandu into the Ten Thousand Mirrors Lake in the abyss of the River Styx, and this Ten Thousand Mirrors Lake was created by the power of the ghosts and gods who destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

30,000 years later, the stars are moving, everything fluctuates, as the spirit of Nuwa Niangniang is exhausted, cracks gradually appear on the top of the sky, and the shaking of Buzhou Mountain is more obvious, and the only way to crack it is to find the last Nuwa Stone, but at the beginning of the creation of the three ancient gods of the Chaos Emperor, Qingru Goddess, and Ghost Mother, the Nuwa Stone is nowhere to be found.

Just when the whole world was in trouble, Di Jun didn't know where to learn that this last Nuwa stone was in the world....

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Above the sea of clouds, under the vast sky.

A white shadow was rushing straight into the underworld at the speed of a Pegasus meteor, and then fell into the River Styx with a "plop", falling straight to the bottom of the abyss.

When Xihe gradually regained consciousness, he only felt a biting cold all around him, like the eighteenth layer under the ghost prison, and the endless cold pierced the bone marrow like needles, and the needles invaded the muscles.

When she opened her eyes, it was pitch black, and she struggled to sit up from the ground with her thin body, lost in the darkness.

Between her fingers, a flash of fire flashed through her fingertips, and in the darkness, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then twisted her fingers again, this time not even seeing a spark.

She stretched out her other hand, but there was a smell of blood in her face, and the pain in her palm was only realized later, but what she didn't know was that the blood in her palm had already gone to the ice sculpture not far away along the veins on the ground.

Xihe stood up and touched forward in the dark, the biting coldness made her rub her arms, she held one hand to her chest, and the other hand slowly explored forward.

Before the nether realm, after her master Lingyao Xianzun explained her some things, she rushed to Changping Town to meet with her senior sister Xuegu, but she was in a hurry, and even a simple piercing technique was not good, so she plunged into the River Styx.

If she hadn't stumbled into it, she wouldn't have known that there was a hole at the bottom of the River Styx.

Before she could take ten steps away, a cold chill came from her fingertips, which frightened her and immediately retracted her hand.

Xihe took a step closer again, stretched out his shrunken right hand until it fit the wall, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he stretched out his other hand and slowly groped on the cold wall, the wall was very strange, like a ravine, rugged.

Her heart tightened, and before she could withdraw her hand, suddenly, the strange wall actually sucked her right hand, tightly fitting the wall, and the palm that had not yet healed was sucked open by the cold wall, and the gurgling blood rushed to the wall.

Just when she thought she was about to die of blood, the strange wall flashed in an instant, and the purple light overflowed, bouncing her off the wall more than ten meters away, and when she was dying, she saw that the strange wall was actually a humanoid ice sculpture.

I don't know how long later, Xi and Dizzy woke up again, and she opened her eyes, this time no longer in the endless darkness, but finally there was a glimmer of light, and purple flames hung directly in the sky.

She confusedly recalled the scene that had happened before she fainted, and in an instant she was half awake, she struggled to sit up, and looked around cautiously, there was nothing except for a man not far from her.

The man, dressed in white and purple, was meditating cross-legged, his green and jade fingers casually resting on his knees, his long fringed hair hanging down to the ground, black as a crow, lining his skin even more cold and white as snow, his eyes were closed under the heroic thrush, and his eyelashes were puffed up.

In the past three thousand years, she had never seen such a beautiful man with fair skin and beauty, even the special machine priest in the Heavenly Palace, who was known as the "first beautiful man in the Three Realms".

"Who are you?" She asked, her white fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightly.

The man seemed to notice the burning gaze from her, and suddenly opened his eyes, and the bewitching Danfeng eyes were actually a pair of purple pupils, and before her brain could react, the man flashed to her in a moment, looking at each other, caught off guard.

Xihe was so frightened that she ducked back, but her body trembled uncontrollably, and she couldn't even squeeze out a word from the man's cold aura, and finally closed her mouth with a mouthful of saliva.

"You saved me?" The man seemed to ask, his voice was like rippling pool water, clear and crisp, he pinched her chin, tilted his head sideways, and looked at her again and again before letting go, and then, only to hear him chuckle and say, "Interesting." ”

Before Xihe could hear what his last words were, his chest tightened, and he fell backwards.

Three days later, the sky cliff in the territory of Taiyu.

The twilight is falling in the west, and all things in the territory are able to grow because of the return of the mountain ghosts, even in the season of the cold winter wax moon, all the grass and all things are still like spring in the Taiyun territory.

A woman in yellow walked through the willow forest and lotus pond, and slowly walked towards the sky cliff in the center of the Taiyun Realm, and Xiao Feng was ordered to carry a bowl of soup and medicine up the cliff.

She pushed open a door, and in the elegant and graceful attic, there was a woman in pink lying quietly on the bed, bright and white, her face was a little more qi and blood than three days ago, but her lips were still a little pale.

Xiao Feng knelt on the edge of the bed, fed the medicine in the bowl little by little to the woman in pink who was lying on the couch, and then took out a clean silk handkerchief from her sleeve, carefully drying the medicine stains on the woman's mouth on the bed.

Xiao Feng was just about to get up, when she saw the person on the bed move, her eyelashes trembled slightly, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes slowly opened, her eyes were empty, and her sickly white face made her look like a delicate and fragile porcelain doll, which made people feel pity.

Xiao Feng was pleasantly surprised, "Madam, you're awake!" ”

On the day of the return of the mountain ghost, the Tai Secluded Realm was restored, and to the surprise of these little demons, the mountain ghost was holding a woman with blood in his arms.

For a while, all kinds of rumors in the mountain continued, but the mountain demons preferred to believe that this woman was the future lady of the mountain ghost, you know, since the birth of the mountain ghost for 130,000 years, there has never been any woman by his side except for the Qingru goddess, let alone holding it back.

Xihe sat up with her support, coughed lightly twice, and only heard the woman in yellow beside her say "I'm going to invite the mountain ghost to come over" and left in a hurry, leaving her alone and full of doubts.

After relieving himself for a while, he sat up and looked at the room curiously, all the ancient rattan ornaments were quaint and exquisite, and there were pink acacia on the desk, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance.

She walked out of the door, and the last purple glow on the side of the mountain was gradually sinking, and the night was thick, blocking the connected mountains in the distance, and it was impossible to see the specific shape of the mountain.

Walking down the sky cliff, Xihe walked under a 10,000-year-old red joy tree with the fragrance of the red acacia, under the shadow of the tree, the stars and fireflies shuttled back and forth around her, she spread her hand, and a firefly fell in the palm of her hand, light as a breeze, not painful or itchy.

Suddenly, the red acacia tree shook, and the red acacia full of trees fell to the ground, and a pink red acacia happened to fall on her hand, startling away the fireflies in her palm.

She raised her head and looked at the red acacia scattered in the air for some reason, and was curious, when a clear voice came from behind her and startled her, "Acacia is intended to hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son." ”

She turned to look, facing the pair of deep and seductive purple eyes, the man put away the purple fan in his hand, and walked towards her step by step, forcing her to retreat step by step, until he was pressed against the tree.

The man's face is cold and handsome, his manners are elegant, looking at the man's dress, he is noble and graceful, presumably he is the mountain ghost in the mouth of the maid just now, Xi He thought.

The mountain ghost looked at her intently, his lips were slightly rippling, and he deliberately leaned into her ear, and his voice was thin and ambiguous, "Why, Benjun is so good-looking?" Good to see that you can't even speak? ”

Xihe heard the teasing meaning in his words, and immediately pushed him away in annoyance, widening the distance between them, frowning, but the fierce voice was soft, which was extremely inconsistent with her momentum, "This son, please respect yourself." ”

The mountain ghost looked at her like a fried rabbit, and felt very funny, and then chuckled again, and asked Masashi, "Do you know where this is?" ”

She looked around, stunned, and shook her head.

"This mountain was born because of me, and it was destroyed because of me, and you talk to this gentleman about self-respect on the territory of this king, huh?" He unfolded the purple fan in his hand and placed it on his chest, and asked with an eyebrow.

I don't know if it was because the man in front of him was angry or if his body had not fully recovered, Xi He covered his chest and had a dry cough, and when the mountain ghost saw her sick appearance, he stopped teasing her, shook off his clothes, walked to her side, grabbed her shoulders and brought her back to the Sky Cliff.

As soon as the front foot landed, Xihe immediately got out of his arms and flashed to the side, and the mountain ghost didn't care, as if thinking about her, "If you have this spare time to enjoy the flowers, you should take care of your body first." ”

"How many days is it?" She asked, propped one hand on the desk, stroking her chest.

"The tenth day of the first month of winter." He replied.

Hearing that it was already the tenth year of the new year, she hurriedly walked to the bed, and said to herself while packing her luggage, "It's already the tenth year of the first year, I have to leave quickly." ”

The man sat leisurely at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at her curiously, "What, you are in a hurry?" ”

If it wasn't for the urgency, how could she have fallen into the River Styx?

As soon as she thought of the technique that gave her a headache, she sighed, when she was in Qin Ling Palace, she got up earlier than a chicken and slept later than a dog, and practiced hard all day long, but she couldn't even do a piercing technique, and she was not as good as a casual immortal cultivator in the mortal world.

Xihe took the package, walked up to him, and said, "Thank you for taking care of me these days, can you bother to send me out of the mountain realm again?" ”

Not to mention that she is not familiar with life, she will not be able to get out of the mountain realm surrounded by nine curves for a while, and she has also explored it earlier, this mountain realm has an enchantment, and she can't fly out at all.

The mountain ghost took a sip of tea elegantly, waved the purple fan in his hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "When did Benjun promise to send you out of the mountain?" ”

He would never take people into the mountain casually, nor would he take people out of the mountain casually, and the woman in front of him could casually break the power of the ghosts and gods outside his Wanjing Lake, and he would not easily send her away until the matter was clear.

"You...."Xihe didn't expect him to refuse so neatly, but she fished him out of the ice hole under the River Styx, she didn't understand, "But, I saved you." ”

"But it was Benjun who took you out of the River Styx, so we can be considered even." His answer seemed to be taken for granted, leaving her speechless for a moment.

"Count me begging you, I really have something very important, my senior sister is still waiting for me in Changping Town, it's been five days, she must be worried about death." Xi He's voice was visibly impatient when he spoke.

"It depends on what's going on?" He asked deliberately, and pretended not to care.

Xihe pursed her lips and was silent, she couldn't casually leak the matter of looking for Nuwa Stone.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the mountain ghost stood up and said, "Since this is the case, this gentleman will not force it." ”

With that, he fanned away.