Chapter 19 Moon Palace Tsinghua Cold

Five hours before Wukong fought the Heavenly Immortal Buddha. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The surface of the moon.

The mountains are dense, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and the sea is mighty.

The sea is mysterious, unpredictable, and the sea surface is sometimes rolling, thundering and lightning, sometimes black fog, and everything is silent.

The sea is still the sea, the wind does not blow, the sea water is like a smooth mirror, but under the blue sea water is a mysterious dark world.

Stormy ocean, the sky above the ocean is sometimes raging with strong winds, sometimes hurricanes gather, and one wind tunnel after another penetrates the sky and plunges into nothingness.

In the rest of the places, there are large and small wet seas, rain seas and wine seas, a total of 22 different moon seas of different shapes, or vast as immense, blue waves rolling, or as big as a lake, quiet as a virgin, or wind and rain, thrilling!

The strange moon seas, all mysterious and vast, sleep among the strange peaks of the high mountains, like the stars and the moon, tightly surrounding the highest peak on the moon: the Leibniz Mountains, in the center.

The majestic Moon Palace is located on the top of the Leibniz Mountains at an altitude of 9,000 meters.

This is just a positive view of the moon.

And on the far side of the moon, there is endless darkness.

There, there has been no light for many years, and it is silent and deep all year round, and it looks very eerie and terrifying!

For thousands of years, even the Immortal Buddha has rarely been visited.

Because, that is the domain of the Moon Demon.

At this time, outside the navy-blue Moon Palace, under the tall osmanthus tree that covered the sky and the sun, Wu Gang, who was full of strong muscles, wielded the giant axe in his hand, and was helplessly and majestically cutting down the immortal god tree in front of him that had been cut down for an unknown number of thousands of years.

In a trance, he raised his head to wipe his sweat, he only felt the hair in his ears flutter slightly, and when he was about to turn around and look for it, under the bright moonlight, the slender and weak figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

That is Chang'e, the master of the Moon Palace, a fairy in neon clothes who has been miserable for thousands of years.

Moonlight Tsinghua, the fairy is weak, and the elegance is peerless!

Wu Gang looked up and stared, and he was so stupid for a while that he forgot to wield the axe in his hand.

In the huge Moon Palace, three white night pearls the size of human heads hang high on the top of the palace in a triangular shape, quietly floating with a mirror-like clear light, illuminating every corner of the palace.

Under the jade tree, in front of the high window.

The fairy Chang'e, dressed in a cyan Luo yarn, has a light head and a face like fairy jade, and is looking up at the bright starry sky above her head stupidly.

Under the fluttering moonlight, her sleeves fluttered, and the green silk fluttered lightly, looking so weak and boneless, and she was so moving.

Suddenly, I didn't see how she moved, but Emei frowned lightly, and shouted softly: "I don't know which way the gods visited the Moon Palace, please show up!"

Hearing only a soft sound, the void ten meters away behind Chang'e was slightly turbulent, and a powerful and incomparable force suddenly poured out, instantly freezing the entire space in the Moon Palace.

Outside the Moon Palace, Wu Gang, who was sweating like rain, suddenly felt that the air was tight, and his body holding the axe high instantly stiffened there, unable to move.

Inside the Moon Palace.

With a turmoil in the void, an old man in gray with the color of a vulture on his face, with a yellow holy light shrouded above his head, walked out flutteringly.

"Hehehe, the world says that Fairy Chang'e has no power to restrain the chicken, it seems... The rumors are not true!"

Chang'e snorted softly, her sleeves danced lightly, and she slowly turned around.

She carefully looked at the gray-clothed old man in front of her, frowned slightly, stretched, and then gave a slight salute, and asked playfully: "I don't know which way your Excellency is Gao Xian?"

"Hahaha, it's okay if you don't know, it's okay!" The gray-clothed old man smiled dryly: "Benjun just happened to pass by the Moon Palace, and accidentally came to the fairy's slightly lonely fairy posture, so... Ahem, ahem!"

"Thank you Daxian for your concern!" Chang'e's words suddenly turned cold, and there was a faint chill in her tone!

"Ahem, cough, ahem, that Benjun abruptly beautied... Farewell!" The old man in gray suddenly arched his hand, his clothes fluttered lightly, and he wanted to fly away.

Chang'e stood in place, her face cold.

Just when he flew three feet away from the ground of the Moon Palace, the gray-clothed old man stepped on the clouds, suddenly turned around, looked at Chang'e and sighed, and said four words flutteringly: "Actually... Hou Yi... ！”

"What did you say?" Chang'e heard this, and her face immediately changed.

"What did I say?" In the air, the gray-clothed old man glanced at Chang'e with a hint of mockery, waved his sleeves lightly, and wanted to leave in the air.

"Immortals, please stay!" On the ground, Chang'e suddenly raised her voice and shouted, with a slight tremor in her voice.

At the same time, Lotus Foot lightly touched the ground and flew off the ground.

"Oh!" the gray-clothed old man stopped when he heard the sound, he turned around slowly, stood still in the void, and smiled at Chang'e in front of him.

"I don't know... What does the fairy have to say?"

Chang'e bit her lip lightly, was silent for a while, and then asked, "Just now, Shangxian suddenly mentioned my late husband... Hou Yi, I don't know what it is... What do you mean?"

"Deceased ... Husband?" The old man in gray looked at the wall man in front of him very rarely, and asked with a hint of mockery: "Could it be... In the heart of the fairy ... And him?"

Chang'e's face suddenly turned red, she bit her lip lightly, and was ashamed of a large number of stars for a while.

"Ahem, ahem, he's really an infatuated lover!" The old man in gray pretended to be calm and coughed a few times, and after thinking about it, he suddenly swiped his hand and once again cast the supreme secret method, completely blocking and isolating this piece of heaven and earth.

"Shangxian, what are you?" Chang'e's face changed, obviously a little flustered.

"Fairy, don't be afraid!" the old man waved his hand slightly, and then said a few words to Chang'e.

Under the starlight, I saw that Chang'e's face suddenly turned pale, and for a long time, she asked in a secret language: "Are you saying that Hou Yi was killed by the conspiracy of Emperor Jun, and that Emperor Jun... Dijun is not dead yet!"

The old man in gray nodded affirmatively.

"This... How is that possible!" Chang'e's delicate body trembled slightly, and her pupils contracted, "But that Emperor Jun, didn't he die in the ancient Demon King War?"

The old man in gray shook his head.

"As long as you kill Di Jun, you can make Hou Yi reincarnate and resurrected?"

The old man in gray nodded affirmatively.

"But... How can I believe you when you came to see you today, but you didn't show your true face, and suddenly told me such an earth-shattering and ethereal news! Chang'e's expression suddenly changed, and she instantly returned to coldness.

"And... I'm a weak woman with no soldiers, no soldiers, no hands and no power, how can I know the truth? That's the First Demon Emperor of the Ancient World!"

"What's the matter?," the gray-clothed old man said with a hint of mockery, "I didn't expect the fairy to forget what he just said so quickly? God pity Hou Yi who died in vain!"

"You!" Chang'e's apricot eyes widened, cold as frost.

The old man in gray stared at Chang'e's eyes quietly, as if he wanted to see something through those beautiful eyes that had bewitched him for thousands of years.

In the middle of the sound, he frowned, and said very domineeringly: "That's it!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and threw it, and a palm-sized square seal suddenly appeared in front of Chang'e.

"Turning the sky upside down?" Chang'e covered her lips in surprise.

"Hahaha. In that case, the old man takes his leave!" After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, gently tucked the earth-turning seal into his cuffs, turned around and left laughing.

"You... ！”

Chang'e stood quietly on the head of the clouds, her body trembling slightly, and her face was slightly crimson.

It's just that...

At this time, the sky of the Moon Palace was already gone.

For a long time, for a long time.

Suddenly...

There was a crisp sound...

A clear tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye, instantly soaking the fluttering green pothos.