After Emperor Qingtong left the place of returning to the ruins, he immediately came to Ziwei Palace.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Si Ming Xingjun.

Mingren didn't say dark words, he pulled Si Ming Xingjun's sleeve and left.

Si Ming Xingjun thought that he was going to Luofu Mountain, and said again and again: "Emperor, you can't go to Luofu Mountain empty-handed. It's better to pay homage to the gods. ”

Where is Qingtong, he lowered his voice and said, "Si Ming Xingjun, I will ask you something." ”

It turned out that it wasn't for people to go to Luofu Mountain! Si Ming Xingjun no longer insisted.

Qingtong took Si Ming Xingjun to a cave.

Si Ming Xingjun glanced at it and found that this place was familiar to the thieves.

Take a closer look, my God, isn't this my own cave?

The co-author of the emperor is bringing himself home!

"Xingjun, I want to ask you a very important matter. Emperor Qingtong's tone was very serious.

Si Ming Xingjun sat down with a smile and said, "What does the emperor want to ask?"

These immortals, they like to inquire about some gossip, what interesting things, what is the past of whom~ Balabala.

After all, I still have some ability, so that these immortals can solve their doubts.

"I'd like to ask you about someone. Qingtong said with a little entanglement in his eyes.

"Oh," Si Ming Xingjun said with a smile, "The Emperor just asks." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Qingtong's eyes, and he said, "Does Xingjun know that the emperor who dominates the Miaohua Realm, the Qingying Immortal Monarch?"

Si Ming Xingjun's smile immediately changed a little.

He stood up solemnly and said, "Why did the emperor suddenly ask about this?"

A hint of gloom flashed in Qingtong's eyes, and he said, "Isn't Xingjun easy to say?"

Si Ming Xingjun shook his head and said, "It's not hard to say. It's just that this Qingying Immortal Monarch is a bit complicated. ”

"What kind of complicated method?" Qingtong asked, "Is it related to the marrow washing pool?"

"What does the Emperor know?" Si Ming Xingjun was very surprised.

Qingtong turned his back and did not face Si Ming Xingjun. He adjusted his mood.

The thing I dreamed about was probably an extremely secret thing.

"I had a dream about something very unbelievable, and I wanted to come to you to verify it. Qingtong said lightly.

Si Ming Xingjun picked up a large cup of herbal tea on the table and drank it, and said, "Emperor, this matter is a long story. ”

At this moment, the land of the ruins.

Emperor Ziwei sat there alone and muttered, "I don't know, Qingtong has finished asking." ”

The entire place of ruins, at this moment, is empty.

Except for Emperor Ziwei, there is no second immortal.

He waved his sleeve and stood up, fingertips twitching.

The entire place of return to the ruins has become a huge steamer.

The speed at which Emperor Ziwei's fingertips jumped faster and faster.

Finally, with a gust of wind, Emperor Ziwei stood firm again.

Out of sight, there is a small rift.

Emperor Ziwei probed this rift. I wanted to find out about this rift and find out.

He looked closely, but he couldn't find the rift.

I searched carefully, but to no avail.

He frowned and opened his eyes.

It seems that what Luo Fu said is not wrong. Originally, it was just my own suspicions. Now, he's more and more sure. The place of return to the ruins is not as rumored to be, so safe.

Out of sight, there is another hand.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the mound again. After a long time, he finally threw up his sleeves and left.

At this moment, Cangwu Mountain is not very calm, and it can be said that it is a group of people turning on their backs.

His Royal Highness Xue Yi brought a blue-robed fairy who had fainted to the main hall of Cangwu Mountain. Everyone was terrified.

coincided with the Jiuhua Goddess and the Cangwu Emperor to experience life in the lower realm. There were all immortals standing in the main hall, and no one could say anything. Everyone was trembling.

His Royal Highness Xue Yi looked at this situation, and there was nothing he could do for a while.

casually pointed to a fairy and said, "I remember that my grandmother has a snow midan here, you go and give me those." ”

The little fairy immediately responded tremblingly. After a while, a small white porcelain bottle was brought in. The texture of the small bottle looks very warm. It doesn't look like it's made of white porcelain, but it looks like it's made of some kind of white ancient jade.

Xue Yi wasn't in the mood to look at any small bottles at the moment. On weekdays, she would love it, holding a small bottle and having a good time.

At this moment, she didn't have the slightest intention of playing, quickly opened the small bottle, and took out a snow pill.

Suddenly, the room was full of incense.

Xue Yi fed it to Ting Lan without hesitation.

The immortals in the hall were all trembling and did not dare to speak.

Xue Yi looked at Ting Lan even more nervously, for fear that something would go wrong.

After waiting anxiously for about a quarter of an hour, Ting Lan woke up leisurely.

Her little pale face was no longer pale. Faintly, a little angry.

She smiled and said, "Your Highness." ”

When she sat up, she saw the hall full of immortals. A trace of panic and doubt flashed in his eyes.

Isn't it in the Land of the Ruins?

Here, how does it feel so strange.

"Your Highness, where is this?" asked Ting Lan suspiciously.

Xue Yi was in a very good mood when she woke up, and said with a smile: "This is Cangwu Mountain!"

Cangwu Mountain?

This name is a bit unfamiliar!

Xian'e, who was already an organic spirit, replied with a smile: "Emperor Cangwu and the Jiuhua Divine Maiden went to the lower realm today, and they were a little neglectful, and I ask Fairy Tinglan to bear with me." ”

Suddenly, Ting Lan had a flash of inspiration.

Immediately understood where he was at the moment.

Lingxiao Hall and Snow Pavilion, because of the snow, are very close to Cangwu Mountain. Also walks around a lot.

However, Emperor Cangwu and the goddess of Jiuhua rarely seem to go out. On some larger occasions, the two are barely seen.

It is said that the last time the immortals saw Emperor Cangwu and the goddess of Jiuhua, it was tens of thousands of years ago, when the Snow Queen sent out invitations to the wedding banquet in the name of Lingxiao Palace, so that everyone could see it.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and Emperor Cangwu and the goddess of Jiuhua are even more secluded than Emperor Ziwei, who lived in seclusion at the beginning.

These two immortals are immortals who live in legends.

According to rumors, the Snow Queen wanted to take Emperor Cangwu and Luofu Shenjun together to the throne of God Monarch. However, Emperor Cangwu did not accept it.

Later, the snow disappeared suddenly, and Emperor Cangwu sealed the gate of Cangwu Mountain, and those who were not familiar with each other did not come and go.

I heard that this time, the goddess of Jiuhua sat alone in the Snow Pavilion for the first time. At dawn, some gods saw her back in a hurry.

Since then, Emperor Cangwu and the goddess of Jiuhua have lived in the legends of the fairy world.

Even if Ling Xiaodian wanted to come to see his grandfather and grandmother, he had to send a letter in advance. Otherwise, these two might not open the door.

Thinking of these things, Ting Lan's mind gradually came to life.

Ting Lan looked at the Xian'e in the hall, all of them had bright expressions, and her mood became very happy. She asked casually, "Why don't you see Emperor Ziwei?"