Chapter 127: A Big Dream
For a long time after that, people were talking about this battle between the Demon Realm and the Fog Palace. The Demon Realm took back the body of the Demon Princess, and the big bell that fell from the sky preserved the entire Xianyou Mountain.
There were no ghosts in the corpses of the 20,000 demon soldiers. No one knows how he found the Yuan Ding with Naqu's body and left here. What Chai Shien knew was that since then, the master has never opened his mouth again.
Perhaps because of complete preparations in advance, or perhaps because of a moment of negligence, this battle, which was originally completely certain, ended up losing both sides. Even more unfortunate, the frenzied Ghost Shuo set fire to Yun Song's clothes at the last moment, and even if Yi Wuya arrived in time, Yun Song still injured one of his arms.
Yi Wuya exhausted his medical skills, and he didn't know how many elixirs he used, but he still failed to heal Yun Song, which was another serious injury in his heart.
"Master, it's okay, I don't have to hold the sword in that hand anyway, you see, it's really okay!" Yun Song's injured left hand put on a special fine iron glove, and he held the Frost Cloud Sword with his intact right hand, swinging flexibly in front of Yi Wuya, pretending to be nothing.
Yi Wuya shook his head lightly and looked at him with guilt in his eyes. Yun Song helped Yi Wuya sit down, "Master, this is already a blessing in misfortune. I heard that many juniors and sisters ......"
For half a month, Yun Song spent half a month taking the other disciples of the Fog Xuan Palace to collect the corpses of the Demon Realm soldiers, and in addition, there were twenty-six disciples of the Fog Xuan Palace who died in the fire!
In the most beautiful place at the foot of Xianyou Mountain, twenty-six new graves were erected, and under each tombstone, a young life was buried.
Yi Wuya's face turned even paler, Yun Song couldn't bear to say any more, these days, the master locked himself in the Zichen Hall every day, lit an ever-bright lamp, and was stunned, no one dared to disturb him. Now that the affairs of the Wuxuan Palace have been handed over to Yun Song, Yi Wuya deliberately left Jiang Qi for a few days and asked him to personally witness this.
And this time, Chai Shien saw Jiang Yongge again.
It's only been more than two months since they were separated, Jiang Yongge is like being reborn, and he is even more extraordinary, and he is also a little excited when he sees Chai Shien, "You are actually here?" Chai Shien grabbed him, he felt more familiar with Jiang Yongge than Yun Song and the others, "Let me ask you, how did we leave Baozhou City that night, and what happened after you were injured? I was brought to this ghost place, and I was told that I would not be able to go back to see my father and mother after three years." Hey, what about you, where have you been?"
Jiang Yongge said, "I was taken to the Hidden Gate, and this time I came with my master. Soon though, I'm going back. Master also told me that I would be able to return to Baozhou City in three years. As for what all this is all about, and how we were chosen, I don't know. ”
"Then have you thought about escaping?" Chai Shien suddenly felt a little amused when he thought of his previous stupid behavior. Jiang Yongge said, "No, Master treats me very well, and with him, I can learn more things." ”
At this time, someone was calling Jiang Yongge, and they were going back. Chai Shien suddenly felt that there were many things that he wanted to say to him urgently, but he didn't know where to start. Jiang Yongge smiled at him rarely, "Three years is very fast, when I return to Baozhou City, I will invite you to drink!" After speaking, he left with his fellow brothers.
After the people from the Hidden Gate left, the Fog Xuan Palace fell into a deathly silence. Whether it was practicing, eating, or walking, everyone tried not to make a sound, as if they were worried about alarming something. However, Yun Song found that unlike the calm and stagnant waters of the Wuxuan Palace, there were suddenly many spies at the foot of Xianyou Mountain.
These spies came for the big bell that fell from the sky, and afterwards Yun Song once asked the master, "The divine bell that saved Xianyou Mountain must not be an ordinary thing, does the master know its origin?" Yi Wuya took the pen and wrote three big characters on it that were enough to make Yun Song's heart tremble-Donghuang Bell!
The Eastern Emperor Bell is the head of the ancient artifact, and it contains great power. The Eastern Emperor Bell can create the world and destroy the world. Legend has it that after the Yellow Emperor defeated Emperor Yan, the gods used the Eastern Emperor Bell to create the Mountain and Sea Realm, and banished the Four Spirit Princes under Emperor Yan and the other tribes who followed him to the Mountain and Sea Realm. Later, the Yellow Emperor was forced to exile his lover Tiannu to the realm of mountains and seas, and the immortal in the pot found the artifact Donghuang Zhong to create the realm of clouds.
What made everyone feel strange was that after the fire was extinguished, the Donghuang Bell disappeared and disappeared out of thin air. Yun Song once led people to search carefully inch by inch in Xianyou Mountain, but did not find the slightest trace of the Eastern Emperor Bell, even if it turned into fragments, there should be traces to follow. It is precisely because of this that the people behind those spies believe that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it, so they frequently appear in Xianyou Mountain, not only to find out the news, but also to find the whereabouts of the Eastern Emperor Bell.
Just when Yun Song felt that the appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell was a great blessing, another piece of bad news came at the same time. The Demon Realm, which had been imprisoned by the Divine Realm for tens of thousands of years, broke through that prohibition because of the appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell and was able to walk at will.
At first, the people in the demon world didn't dare to believe it, but then there were those who were brave enough to go out and come back safely, which made them believe that all this was true. The demon realm that has been suppressed for many years has finally returned to normal, they no longer have to restrain their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, let alone starvation, they are free!
The carnival lasted for three days and three nights, and there was laughter and laughter in the demon world, but at a certain moment three days later, I remembered the 20,000 soldiers and the ghost general, and the demon world at this moment was leaderless, like a plate of loose sand, and urgently needed a leader.
Yan Yan took advantage of the chaos to escape from the Fog Xuan Palace and return to the Demon Realm. And the Yuan Ding brought back was in front of her at the moment, and she could be sure that Naqu was inside. Since the first moment after Naqu's death, the Demon Realm has done everything she can, leaving her three souls and seven spirits intact in Yuanding, looking for a way to resurrect her. Many times, she can communicate with Naqu.
"Princess, I'm Yan Yan, can you hear me?" Yan Yan stroked Yuan Ding with both hands, as if caressing Nai Qu's face. Naqu said eagerly, "Where am I now, have I come back?"
Yan Yan replied, "Yes, princess, you have returned to the Demon Realm. Moreover, I have good news for the princess, the demon world is free!"
"Really?" Naiqu's voice sounded very happy, "That's great!" Yan Yan said, "What the Demon Realm needs most at this moment is that you wake up, princess, are you ready?"