Through the memories stored by the Chaos Clock, Yang Jian learned a secret buried in the long river of history.

It turned out that in the last Lich War of the year, Taiyi did not carry the real Chaos Bell to participate in the battle that killed him.

This secret, in addition to Yang Jian, I am afraid that only the Demon Emperor Taiyi in the world, and the Houtu Niangniang who had a sadomasochistic relationship with him, know it.

Yes, the memories in the Chaos Clock, in addition to the secret of Houyi's shooting for nine days, the fuse of the last Lich War, there is also a scene when Houtu and Taiyi first met when they were young.

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It was the first dragon and phoenix catastrophe in the flood famine, and it was not long ago...

At that time, between heaven and earth, the concept of the two lich races had not yet been formed!

The place where Taiyi and Houtu met was an unknown small barren mountain in the Honghuang Continent.

That year, Houtu, who had been in retreat in the Pangu Hall for many years, couldn't bear the loneliness, and secretly ran to the desolate land without telling his brothers.

Cardamom is in his prime, slim, and simple-hearted, and has a simple and kind heart, and he meets Taiyi, who has also just come down from the sun, young and handsome, and extremely masculine.

This pair of men and women, who are in the prime of their youth, naturally came together.

On this day, Houtu was like a mortal woman, swimming on the lake in a small boat.

On the calm lake, at this time, she was holding a long bamboo fishing rod, her eyes were staring at the lake, looking at its posture, it was obvious that she was fishing.

In the middle of the big lake, the water waves are bursting, and from time to time there are flexible golden spirit fish, as if they are drifting with the boat, not walking around the side of the boat, as if they are playing a game of cat and mouse with Houtu.

And Houtu, who is kind by nature, although he also caught a lot of spirit fish, but after a few strokes, he put them back into the lake one by one.

Apparently, Houtu is enjoying the process of fishing and not really wanting to eat them.

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The breeze blows the white skirt fluttering, a flat boat falls into the water mirror, a pure girl, standing in front of the boat, holding a fish tail and smiling.

All of this is picturesque, and people can't help but be intoxicated, and I don't know what year it is!

Immediately, this scene of a beautiful woman holding a fish was broken by the beauty in her painting, who took the initiative to speak.

"Brother Taiyi, look, what a beautiful fish!"

Houtu smiled like a flower, holding high the big fish he had just caught in gold and silver.

This big fish is about half a meter small, and in Houtu's hands, it swayed and sprinkled countless crystal droplets.

And Taiyi's side is using a Lingbao-level knife to carefully polish a Fusang branch.

So when Taiyi heard this, he just raised his head and smiled slightly, and said "um" lightly, and then there was no more sound.

Seeing this, Houtu didn't know that Taiyi was dealing with her, so he stomped his feet to the wooden boat coquettishly, and then couldn't help asking.

"Brother Taiyi, why do you always take a knife to cut wood somewhere?"

"What are you doing here?"

This question, in fact, Houtu has wanted to ask for a long time.

In the past few days, only when he has leisure, Taiyi will use a knife to carve this piece of hibiscus wood, rain or shine, it has always been like this.

"I'm carving the sun."

Taiyi raised, and the Fusang wooden hairpin in his hand was about to be sharpened.

"The sun?"

Houtu looked up, only to see that above the heavenly dome, the light of the sun and stars shone on the earth, making the desolate land full of light and heat.

Looking at this cookie-cutter sun, Houtu smiled, raised his mouth and asked, "Brother Taiyi, what kind of sun are you, are you obviously a wooden hairpin?" ”

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"Huh?"

When Taiyi heard this, he looked at Houtu who was smiling and smiling, showing love on his face, without explaining, but silently speeding up and carving the Fusang hairpin in his hand.

When the Fuso hairpin was carved by Taiyi, only a little bright golden flame was seen, and the hairpin slowly floated out from the hairpin, like the sun.

In this Fusang hairpin, it brings out a different kind of brilliance.

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"Brother Taiyi, this is ......"

Seeing this, Houtu couldn't help but be surprised, and just about to ask, he was surprised by Taiyi's next action, and covered his mouth in surprise.

I saw that Taiyi teleported to the front of Houtu, slowly fell down on one knee, and gently inserted the Fusang hairpin carved by himself into Houtu's hair.

As the Fuso hairpin was put on Houtu's hair, Taiyi stood up again, straightened his waist, and said with tenderness on his face.

"This is the sun I gave you, do you like it?"

The sun rises in the east, and the light is shining in the world, and the colors are flashing!

A touch of flame was dyed, and Houtu covered his mouth with a jade hand, his eyes were dazzling, and he saw a round of red sun leaping in a flash.

The Fusang hairpin seems to have dissolved, and it is replaced by a round of red sun, and the golden crow dances, which is extremely beautiful.

Suddenly, at this moment, it became an eternity, fixed in the heart of Houtu.

Houtu didn't know that Taiyi carved not only a wooden hairpin, but also the Tao of his life and eternal love.

But the truth is always impermanent.

Heaven will always give a lot of torture to couples.

The twelve ancestors and witches established the witch clan in the desolate land, and Emperor Jun and Taiyi also followed suit and turned all the clans into demons, and established the demon clan in the heavenly realm.

At this point, the era of Lich Craft began.

Taiyi and Houtu, a couple, eventually drew their swords against each other because of their respective races, and turned against each other!

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"Taiyi in this life, he will live up to the demon clan, but only the future soil!"

Feeling the fluctuations from the Chaos Clock, Yang Jian sighed faintly and shook his head speechlessly.

In this world, only love is the most unattainable.

However, love and love are the cheapest, which is undoubtedly an irony.

Yang Jian, who knew that eating people with short mouths and short hands, waved his sleeves and put away the nine golden crows that had already warmed up a soul and a soul.

Immediately, Yang Jian dodged and left this secret realm.

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This way!

Yang Jian, who passed through Luowu Valley and his party, finally broke his promise and returned to the underworld again, handing over the remnant soul that Taiyi had left in the Chaos Bell before the last Lich War to Houtu.

When he saw Houtu Niangniang again on the Lechuan River, Yang Jian didn't know what kind of thoughts he was holding at this time.

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Looking at the familiar aura on the remnant soul, a smile suddenly appeared on Houtu's face.

This smile is so soft and beautiful, in a trance, it seems to vaguely coincide with the pure and kind woman who held a fishtail and smiled on the boat millions of years ago.

Millions of years of wind and frost, still unchanged smile!

At this moment, time seems to go back to countless years ago, the fledgling, young man and woman, the years, seem to have stopped at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian silently turned around and left.

Faced with this bad relationship between Taiyi and Houtu, Yang Jian could only say: "Love is a lifetime of torture, and not love is a lifetime of regret." ”

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Heavenly Realm, Heavenly Court.

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There are three realms in the wilderness, namely, the heavenly realm, the human realm, and the underworld.

The human realm refers to the desolate earth, while the underworld refers to the netherworld, and the heavenly realm refers to the heavenly court.

The Heavenly Realm is vast and boundless, even if it is smaller than the Flood Land, it is not much smaller.

The aura in the heavenly realm is rich, the environment is suitable, and countless creatures live.

Among the six realms of reincarnation, the reincarnated heavenly beings are reborn here.

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Since the Heavenly Realm is so big, there are many things that even the Heavenly Court can't manage.

In all cases, compared to the desolate earth, the heavenly realm is indeed a blessed land.

Because here, not only is the aura rich, but also less restrained.

The majestic heavenly realm is vast and boundless, carrying the reproduction and survival of many races.

Yang Jian, who was flying in mid-air, looked down and sighed.

I saw that the huge mountain range was winding like a dragon, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, and there were countless kinds of divine beasts, fairy grasses, and fairy flowers.

In addition, the sun, moon, sky, and stars, and the comet of the stars are all in it. Billions of stars float in the heavens, like the Milky Way.

Yang Jian watched while walking, and before he knew it, Nantianmen had arrived.

I saw that in front of me, shrouded in rich fairy light, a golden and silver-colored, sky-high portal was open, and countless immortals entered and exited from this gate.

This immortal gate is full of ancient and vast atmosphere, as if it is the source of ten thousand immortals, and on the tall door frame, the three big characters of Nantianmen are written.

With Yang Jian's current realm, it was a simple matter for him to quietly enter the Heavenly Court through the South Heavenly Gate.

Whether it is the prohibition of Nantianmen or the demon mirror, for him, it is nothing.

Pinched a hiding spell, Yang Jian easily passed through the South Heavenly Gate and entered the Heavenly Court.

The beauty of the heavenly court, nature is different from other places.

Yang Jian, who has confidence in his heart, naturally has time to look around, and he is happy for a while.

“………”

Looking at these heavenly soldiers and generals patrolling all directions, as well as a group of fairies with extraordinary appearances, Yang Jian touched his chin, and a trace of emotion appeared on his face.

With Yang Jian's current vision, he naturally can't look down on these heavenly soldiers and fairies who are only in the realm of heavenly immortals at most.

The reason for the emotion on his face was not because of them, but because of their race.

It sounds a bit tongue-in-cheek, but it's actually quite easy to understand.

As I said before, the reincarnation in the Netherworld is carried out by the six realms of reincarnation.

According to each living being, the merits, cause and effect of life, they are divided into different paths and reincarnated.

In the six realms of reincarnation, in the eyes of the world, the best celestial humanity is to be reborn in the heavenly realm and become a celestial family in the heavenly realm.

Compared with other races, the celestial race is indeed blessed.

As soon as they were born, they lived in the heavenly realm with rich spiritual energy and rich resources, and not only that, but their lifespan was very long, and it was not a problem to live for hundreds of thousands of years without disease or disaster.

However, in this world, no race is perfect, and neither is the celestial race.

The reason why the Celestial Race is called the Celestial Race is that in addition to the fact that they live in the Heavenly Realm, it is also because their Celestial Race has never appeared an immortal who has reached the realm above the Heavenly Immortals.

In other words, no matter how hard you try, the celestial people can only cultivate to the late stage of the Heavenly Immortal at most, and then they will be sealed on the upper road.