Recently, there has been another big news in the Nine Heavens!

I heard that Emperor Shaohao of Kunlun Mountain in the Western Wilderness went to Luoshan Palace and wanted to worship Princess Luoshan as a teacher!

Snow Pavilion.

"This Shaohao Immortal Monarch, do you really want to learn from your uncle as a teacher?" Xue recalled.

Tinglan and Bodhi both listened quietly. Ting Lan nodded.

Xue Yi frowned and said, "This is not when our senior uncle sang and sang, and I don't know, what will become of our senior uncle in the future?"

Ting Lan and Bodhi both bowed their heads silently.

"No, let's go to Miaohuajing together and tell Uncle Xiao to go!"

Ting Lan wanted to speak and stopped. Bodhi looks at this, and then at that.

After Xue Yi finished speaking, she was about to leave.

"Your Royal Highness, how can we tell Uncle Shi when we go to Miaohua Realm?" Ting Lan asked hesitantly.

She didn't really want to go to Miaohuajing. There is a feeling that the nostalgia is more timid.

On that day in Kunlun Mountain, she immediately said the age of the Qingying Emperor. Afterwards, Xue Yi and Bodhi didn't ask, but she regretted it in her heart. Even His Royal Highness Xue Yi has never figured out such a thing. And yourself, you can say it casually.

When she came back that day, Her Highness asked her.

She had no choice but to say that after the 30,000 bodhicitta in the Miaohua Realm were destroyed that day, she paid special attention to the emperor's affairs and prevaricated.

Since she knew that she had lived in Miaohuajing for more than 20,000 years, she felt a little uncomfortable when she thought of Miaohuajing.

And after knowing that the body of the Miaoyin Fairy is a golden hairpin, her feelings about Miaohua Realm became more and more complicated.

"Oops!" Xue recalled, "With such a large group of stones, Uncle Xiao must already know about it!

Ting Lan had no choice but to shut up silently.

At this moment, in the Qinghua Palace.

"Look at it, what is this Shao Hao going to do? he is actually going to worship Yun Ruo as a teacher!" the purple-clothed emperor was full of complaints.

Qinghua said with a smile: "How do I know! Last time I went to Guiji Mountain, I actually ran into Shao Hao." ”

"Why are you going to Guiji Mountain?" Ziwei was a little nervous for a moment.

Guiji Mountain is very familiar to Emperor Ziwei.

The immortals of a little age all know that it is where the cave of Chengxuan Tianzun is located. In the past, when he studied with his master, he spent a long time in Guiji Mountain.

"Ziwei, your secrecy work is too rough. Emperor Qinghua put down the wine jug and said, "As soon as Shaohao opened his mouth, he asked me if Chengxuan was coming back. ”

"Where does Shao Hao want to apprentice, he just wants to be in the same door as my master!" Ziwei said angrily, her face awe-inspiring.

Qinghua smiled slightly.

Isn't. At this Shaohao's age, he is qualified to be Yun Ruo's girl's grandfather. All of a sudden, he actually wanted to go to Luoshan Palace and worship under Yunruo. I don't know, Fanyao knows, will he want to lift the coffin board!

is the only thing like him, the "first actor" of Jiuzhongtian can do.

"If I meet him next time and persuade him-after all, I have been friends with Chengxuan for many years, and it would be a shame to do such a thing!" Emperor Qinghua said with a smile.

Ziwei sighed, but didn't say anything after all.

Qinghua put down the teacup and said, "Let's go, accompany me to the Houtu Palace!"

The purple-clothed emperor didn't say a word.

When they came to the gate of Ziwei Palace, looking at the closed palace gate, neither of them cared at all, and they entered with a familiar car.

A woman dressed in white is sitting in front of the begonia flowers, drinking tea slowly.

Two figures, one purple and one green, appeared in front of the begonia flowers.

The woman in white clothes slowly put down the teacup and said lightly: "I haven't seen you come for more than 500,000 years, come to me, what's the matter?"

After the two emperors sat down, the woman in white was still looking at the begonia flowers in the distance.

"I don't know when the High Priest Ruhuang and my master will come back?" Ziwei asked straight to the point.

The white-robed woman, with a hint of sadness flashing on her face, muttered, "Chengxuan is still only a soul. It's small, but it's only one soul. I'm not sure when I'll be back. ”

For a moment, there was silence between the three of them.

"Qinghua, how about Guiji Mountain?" the woman in white said lightly.

"It's much more desolate than before. Qinghua said lightly.

"If you are faster, you will gather all the seven spirits. The woman in white said lightly, "Only when these seven spirits are all together, can the three souls be condensed." Only then will she wake up. As for Chengxuan, speaking of which, I don't know what's going on. Over the years, I have seen that his soul has not changed. ”

Ziwei listened to it and was slightly shocked in her heart.

Everyone thought that the high priest of Ruhuang and Chengxuan Tianzun had left. Only he knew that at the beginning, the Jade Emperor and Houtu Niangniang had worked hard for half their lives, snatched the soul of the master, and protected the soul of the high priest of the phoenix. Back then, the Jade Emperor suddenly fell ill, presumably too badly injured.

Silence, like flowing water, poured down.

"Ziwei, I have something to tell you. The woman in white was in a light tone.

Qinghua said in her heart: After so many years, Niangniang doesn't know, take care of herself. This kind of behavior of letting yourself go away is still the same as many years ago!

"Niangniang, I want to ask to marry Xue Yi as the emperor. Qinghua said suddenly.

"Oh?" the woman in white clothes listened, took a deep look at Qinghua, then looked at Ziwei, and said, "Ziwei, do you agree?"

"It depends on what the Heavenly Monarch means. Zi Weiming shook the pot, "It depends on what His Royal Highness means." ”

Ziwei's implication is that Qinghua's meaning is not that important.

"Have any of you seen Cheng Ze?" The woman in snow-white clothes suddenly frowned slightly.

Qinghua had a headache, really, nothing can fill her!

"I met once in Guiji Mountain. Qinghua said lightly, "He's still the same." ”

The woman in white said lightly: "Ziwei, let Si Ming do it, throw Cheng Ze into the mortal dust, and say that it is my meaning." Oh, and I heard that Shao Hao hasn't been resting well lately?"

Emperor Ziwei said: "He, he wants to worship Yunruo's girl as a teacher." ”

"It's just nonsense," the white-robed woman's tone became stern, "go, leave the people to the priest, and it is better to send them to those barren places, and sharpen her temperament well." ”

Qinghua was very satisfied with this result, and said with a smile: "I won't stay longer, let's go first." You talk slowly. ”

"Ziwei, do the math, how long will it take for Xiao Ru to come back?" As soon as Qinghua left, the woman in white clothes couldn't wait to ask.

Emperor Ziwei said lightly: "Niangniang, I've calculated it. If it goes well, it will take at least 30,000 years, and if it doesn't, it may take 100,000 years. ”

"How come?" the white-robed woman coughed as soon as she finished speaking.

The crimson snow appeared at the corners of her mouth and on her snow-white cheeks.

"Niangniang!" Emperor Ziwei's voice trembled slightly.

"Is there any way to let her come back soon?" the white-robed woman said in a stunned tone, "Ziwei, my time is running out." Before leaving, I wanted to see her. ”

Emperor Ziwei said indifferently: "Unless it is to go to the mortal world and travel for some time." In the mortal world, it is better to nourish the soul. ”