Prologue

Gengshen night moon, among which there is the emperor flow pulp, its shape is like countless olives, ten thousand golden wires, surging through the string, hanging down the world, the grass and trees are subject to its essence, that is, it can become a demon.

The sky is clear, the bright moon hangs high, and the golden silk hangs down and turns into a river of stars.

The Nine Heavens Continent, the central Juntian, the land of the sky, on the Moon Peak.

This is the most central place in the entire Nine Heavens Continent, and at the same time, it is also the closest place to the heavens. Once every sixty years, on the night of Gengshen, there will be an emperor's slurry flowing down, and the grass and trees will be ghostly, and they can become elves and resist the suffering of thousands of years of practice.

Under the lonely night sky, only a figure stands, staring at a strange stone in front of him, motionless.

The moonlight is circling, and the vast essence flows like the Milky Way, swirling around the strange stone, and has not dispersed for a long time, and finally, it is poured into the inside of the strange stone.

"Crackle!"

The soft sound sounded, and the strange stone cracked, and among them, a golden bud was blooming. On the petals, the golden light is shining, the light flame is faint and burning, it is as gorgeous as a galaxy, and it is extremely beautiful in this world.

"Three flowers bloom, waiting for someone to come!" On the side of the strange stone, the figure spoke, his eyes were shining, his eyes were hot, and his excitement was indescribable.

The moonlight rotates, and the emperor slurry is poured into the flowers in strands to promote the flowering buds. The petals were withering, and in the end, only three petals remained, each holding a golden flame, which was strange and dazzling.

On the bank of Sansheng Flower, looking at the strange flower that had just opened in front of him, the man said excitedly: "Sansheng Flower, it is really Sansheng Flower!"

"Thinking of me Han Xuanming, I have been mediocre for nearly 20 years, and I never dared to think that I really had the opportunity to see this strange flower in the world!"

"Three life flowers, three life fate, give people the opportunity to be reborn three times, it is rumored that it is rare to see in a thousand years. Today, the emperor once in sixty years has finally spurred this flower ......"

"And I'm the one who got that chance!"

Huaguang flows, and thousands of colors are scattered, as if hundreds of millions of galaxies are gathered here. The eternal light illuminates the night and dispels the gloom, and here is like the center of the entire universe.

Han Xuanming's eyes suddenly sharpened, his hands behind his back, raised his head to the sky, and said in a firm voice: "Sanshenghua, this is my chance! Time goes by, in this life, how can I do nothing anymore?"

"I've been angry enough, I've lived a lifetime again, this time, I must sweep everything away, so that this Nine Heavens Continent will tremble and tremble because of me!"

Han Xuanming wrapped his big hand, and at the palm of his hand, thousands of golden lights burst out, like a whirlpool, intercepting the Sansheng flower. The palm of the palm exerts force, and on the Sansheng flower, the light flame becomes more and more brilliant, like a star burning, and the brilliance is boundless.

Suddenly, one of the three flames of light was blazing, and a golden pillar of light appeared, communicating with heaven and earth, becoming thicker and thicker, and finally spreading to the entire Moon Peak, rendering everything into gold.

At this moment, the entire Central Jun Heaven, and even the entire Nine Heavens Continent, people saw the vision here. In a daze, someone spoke: "Sanshenghua...... Opened ......"

However, everything around has nothing to do with Han Xuanming. The three flowers bloomed, and the golden streamer turned into the gate of time and space, which will send him back to the past and retake the road of this life.

Under the bright light, between the pitches, the momentum is high, and the voice is majestic: "Treading the road to the sky, playing the song of the sky, and seeing the mountains and rivers at a glance! Ling Jiuxiao, fighting for nine days, ask who is on the top?"

Time turns, rebirth I, and the story of the Nine Heavens unfolds from here.