Nanyuan Demon Desire, Zhuyin Mountain Range, Tianzhu Peak rushes straight to Xiaohan, I don't know how high there is geometry, towering into the clouds and mist and ethereal, the peak is full of light, just above the peak there is a layer of extremely fine red light curtain to the north, floating in the weak water sky, it looks mysterious and weird.

And next to Tianzhu Peak, a mountain peak can be faintly seen, although it is slightly lower than Tianzhu Peak, but it also towers into the sky, hidden in a cloud and mist, the top of the mountain is snow-capped, extremely empty, the cold cold wind blows, blowing layers of snowflakes on the ground, revealing the cold and cold.

On a rock at the top of the snowfield, a man stood quietly, looking westward.

What is strange is that the Apocalypse Peak is full of snow all the year round, and at this time there is a person standing on the mountain rock, there is not a single footprint on the endless snow, and what is even more incredible is that there is not a single footprint on the mountain stone where he is standing, he is standing there, looking twenty-five or sixteen, heroic, delicate face is almost beautiful, but there is a bit of fortitude, his eyes look at the hole, and his eyes reveal a bit of strangeness.

Wisps of blue hair fell down his shoulders, a few strands curled up, standing out in the cold sunlight, his long black robe "crackling" in the cold wind, he stood quietly, his feet falling on the snow, but leaving no trace.

On the opposite side of the cliff where he stood, the clouds were heavy and mist, and a towering giant hall stood halfway up the Tianzhu Peak, like a giant sword obliquely inserted into the Tianzhu Peak, and the clouds and mist were magnificent, that is the Nanyuan Demon King Palace that is now looking down on the world!

And he stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, as if he trampled the whole world under his feet, he is the first person to look down on the whole world today, and now the lord of the Southern Demon, defeated the Northern Emperor Xuanyuan, the Eastern God Tianji, one of the sacred Southern Emperor Cloud Lords of the Quartet.

It's just that he looks so young, like a man like the wind, I saw him wave his hand, and the subtle red light on the top of the Heavenly Pillar Peak trembled and fluctuated, and then the red light suddenly converged, and was replaced by a light curtain that fluctuated in the sky, and crossed the weak water.

Maybe it was because Fang had just cast too much spell, the cloud lord's indifferent face turned slightly pale, and then slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said to himself: "Four hundred and thirty-seven years have passed, Ruyu, with them guarding you, you will not be alone, but I am still alone, without you, no one will talk to me anymore, Xue'er, she still refuses to see me, I killed the Snake Emperor, she will not forgive me!"

There was a bit of loneliness between the cloud lord's deep blue pupils, and the curled blue hair danced lightly in his ears, and then continued: "Speaking of which, I really envy that person, he can be with his beloved woman wholeheartedly, and now that more than 20 years have passed, they should be together again, but unfortunately, Ruyu, you haven't seen them, if you have seen him, a woman who amazes the world with your outstanding demeanor may also fall for him, that guy is really not a good person!"

The blue-haired man said to himself, and suddenly the corners of his mouth showed a smile, if this smile was seen by those nuns who were Cihang Jingzhai, I don't know how many nuns were willing to dedicate themselves to him on the spot.

can only think of that guy after a smile, he once again regained that cold and indifferent demeanor, lonely and rebellious, just ask how many people in this world can talk to him very happily.

The cloud lord let out a sigh and frowned, remembering that the woman named Wen Ruyu had come, and she had used her life to force him to leave Dongtu.

It was the first time in his life that he was threatened, and he was still a woman, and in the end, even he felt strange that he had really not set foot in the East for more than 400 years.

Since crossing the weak water, saying goodbye to the snake, appearing on the vast land, starting from a mortal, to now only one step away from unlocking the seal, if it weren't for the battle of Shushan that year, the old wound has not healed, and forcibly broke the seal, and Mei Zechuan fought to the death, maybe he has already been able to unlock the seal by himself, nearly a thousand years, he has experienced too many people's joys and sorrows, originally thought that he had long been indifferent, indifferent to everything, never thought that he was threatened by the little girl once.

In this dream, he has had many, many names, when he appeared in Shu Mountain, people called him the Blue Devil; when the earth's center of the earth was inflamed, Mei Zechuan crossed his eyebrows and drank coldly, and drank straight with his sword, the son of the Green Emperor, accept his life! Mei Lingfeng took a bite to say, Lord Yun, are you tired! When he crossed the Xuanling Mountain in Beiling, the Eastern God Heavenly Machine called him the Demon Emperor; and in this Nanyuan Demon Domain, thousands of demon clans looked up to his existence and called him the Emperor. Only he himself has always felt that his name is Qingyun, it was, it is, and it will be in the future, but this name is rarely called now.

"Xue'er, do you still remember the sound of the battle of Litian back then." Yun'er', at that time, you called, but made my heart drip blood, what a desperate decision you called, you left so ruthlessly, never see me again in this life and this life, fortunately, today I am no longer the emperor of the heavenly realm, everything is dusty, remember what I said, if I can do it again, I am willing to give up the identity of the emperor of the gods, I only want to be with you, not separated for a moment, you say you don't believe it, then, I will prove it to you, if I am the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, I would rather live up to the people." , the cloud lord groaned, and suddenly turned into a gust of wind and swept away, heading westward, and in the blink of an eye, everything fell into silence again, leaving only the wind and snow.

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In the middle of the endless Gobi Desert, a turbid current rolls westward and pours into the hinterland of a jade-rich valley.

This is washed by the long river in the hinterland of the valley for thousands of miles, the vast soil is called the incense valley, the incense valley because of the flow of water, the oases are dotted, in the middle of a most rich and verdant oasis, there is a lone peak straight into the sky, the clouds see the sun.

This mountain is called the White Feather Mountain, is one of the five mountains of the vast soil, comparable to the East Tushu Mountain, the North Ridge Xuanwu, is where the general altar of Buddhism is, a big temple on the mountain, three hundred and sixty days a year pilgrims come and go endlessly, every day is so, the incense is prosperous, it is the Tianchan Temple.

Compared with the prosperous scenery of Tianchan Temple in front of Baiyu Mountain, behind Baiyu Mountain, on the bank of weak water, it is a branch valley of Incense Valley, in which the temple attic is distributed among the green fields, which is extraordinarily quiet and beautiful.

This place is where the three holy places of the Western Desert Buddhism are located, which is specially designed for female disciples to live, and all monks and laypeople are forbidden to enter, and it is extremely secluded.

But even so, there are also people who are brave enough to come down here in broad daylight to enjoy the scenery, there is a cliff in Baiyu Mountain that is facing Cihang Jingzhai in the valley under the mountain, there is an ancient pine on the cliff that is tall and straight, the scorching sun summons, but under the ancient pine is a green shade, it is extremely cool, plus one side is almost smoothed out of the bluestone, sitting on this bluestone, the scenery of Cihang Jingzhai below is unobstructed, it is really pleasant.

Today's bold man came as scheduled, and the pilgrims of the Zen temple that day, this person is like this every day for three hundred and sixty days a year, extremely pious, only to see him very familiar with the drifting on the bluestone, burning a Ding furnace in front of him, light smoke curling, faint incense bursts, he hit the ground to lay the qin, a burst of piano music leisurely handy.

The melodious sound of the piano spread to every corner of Cihang Jingzhai in the hinterland of the valley, and it was graceful to listen, attracting the birds among the trees to hear the light dance, and the colorful butterflies fluttering in the green fields lingering along the air, this picture is really criticized.

What's even more amazing is that this piano song is mixed with strong emotions, joys and sorrows, love and hatred, sometimes crisp and passionate, like a sword halberd sonorous sparks, sometimes low and tactful, such as crying and complaining, smelling sadness for a while, listening to tears.

With the sound of the piano one after another, the nuns of the entire Cihang Jingzhai were boiling again, and they had to boil once every day when this daring man arrived, and there were leaning on the railing to hope, only saying: "So handsome" With an intoxicated expression, there are nuns secretly hiding on the side of the courtyard, can't help but be overjoyed, standing on tiptoe to look up, looking at the vague figure in the distance as if intoxicated, and there are also nuns running in groups of three or five to tell each other, secretly walking towards the outside of the nunnery, just to get closer to the person again, stay until the night to talk with the companions, only to say how I saw the person.

That person is so handsome, the nuns of Cihang Jingzhai have never seen such a handsome man in the world, he is simply a god in the world, even if he does not smile every time he comes, his expression is cold, but it is this loneliness and coldness that complements his posture, you see his long blue hair shawl poured, occasionally a few strands curled up in his ears, broken hair slanted over his dark blue eyes like stars, indescribable charm, really fascinating, some nuns can't help but think, if he can make him smile in this life, even if he is dead, it is worth it.

These young nuns were not pure in the first place, and when they saw this person every day, they longed to return to the world and stay on the white feather mountain.

But there are exceptions, the head of Cihang Jingzhai Tianyin Shitai is not a person who is easy to deceive, I think that back then, it was Jue Yin Shitai who was molested by the colorless monk, and broke into the Tianchan Temple in anger, and the originator of the establishment of Cihang Jingzhai was expelled from Cihang Jingzhai, and he was not allowed to step into the back mountain half a step for eternity.

And this blue-haired man who defied the ban of the entire White Feather Mountain Buddhist family was also driven away by Tianyin Shitai every day under the coveted and angry gaze of a group of female nuns!

"Amitabha, you don't want to go back quickly!"

A thunderous rebuke flashed out of thin air, and in an instant, the nuns who were full of nuns were like rats seeing cats and hurriedly fled towards their respective residences, and then looked at a female nun in time and space, with beautiful eyebrows, wearing a snow-white robe, and a string of Buddhist beads, striding towards the cliff.

When he was less than three feet away from the blue-haired man, he stopped, but at this time, Tianyin's momentum was a little weaker, but his expression was barely calm, and he saluted and said: "Donor, it's not too early, please go back, she doesn't want to see you."

The blue-haired man took the guqin and stood up, but he was still reluctant to raise his eyes to look into the depths of Cihang Jingzhai, and he could see a tall tower in the distance, where the bright Buddha light blocked his vision, but even if he couldn't see anything, he knew in his heart that she was sitting in the green lantern ancient hall, and at this moment she must have moved the Buddha beads a lot faster.

After glancing at it from a distance, the blue-haired man straightened his black clothes, saluted Tianyin, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

Tianyin looked at the blue-haired man and flew away, thinking that he was the first person on the sacred list of the Eastern God Heavenly Machine, but why should she be so obsessed with the master, Tianyin thought about it and sighed again, and said to himself: "Master, have you ever let go, maybe Hongchen is your home."