The Heavenly Lord was very happy, and with Mo Yuan's one hundred thousand Heavenly Generals, three cups of thin wine were sprinkled on the Heavenly Gate, and the conquest was considered.
There are seventeen brothers in our group, and each of us has taken a position under the account.
That was the first war I experienced in my life, from beginning to end, in ninety-nine and eighty-one days.
On the day of Nine-nine and Eighty-one, the sky was full of flames and smoke.
Mo Yuan is the undefeated God of War, so this war could have ended more quickly.
But when the ghost clan was defeated, Xuannv secretly stole the formation diagrams of the generals and gave them to Li Jing.
Only then did they realize that Xuannv's death was originally a cruel trick they used.
It was a pity that the elder brother actually rescued Xuannv and led a white-eyed wolf into the gate of Kunlun Mountain.
Mo Yuan spent a lot of energy to remedy the situation, which seriously damaged his soul.
Before the ghost clan could fully understand the seven or forty-nine formations, they led the heavenly generals to attack all the way and surrounded Ruoshui with 30,000 remaining ghost clan members.
I was very stupid at the time and never thought that even though Mo Yuan had extraordinary abilities, the three thunderbolts he took on my behalf were not a joke, and how could he be fully recovered in just a few months.
As long as I had a little doubt at that time, it shouldn't have ended like that.
But he pretended to be very good and always pretended to be very good.
In the final battle, the two armies lined up on both sides of Ruoshui, and dark clouds billowed in the sky thousands of miles long.
I thought that at this point, there was basically no suspense about the matter.
Either the ghost clan surrendered, or they waited for the annihilation of the clan.
But he didn't expect Qingcang to sacrifice the Donghuang Bell on the way.
Once the Eastern Emperor comes out, all the catastrophes will be reduced to ashes, and all the heavens will be destroyed and devoured.
A first-class divine weapon, a first-class violent weapon.
Qingcang smiled and said: "As long as I am the king of the ghost clan, I will never surrender.
The world will also change.
I have the gods of the Eight Desolations to accompany me in this situation, so I am not unjust."
I was very relieved at that time, because I thought that although the Donghuang Bell was an artifact that could destroy heaven and earth, it was Mo Yuan who made it, and he had the power to easily resolve it.
I didn't know that Mo Yuan was struggling to hold on at that time.
Even though the Donghuang Bell is a divine weapon he made, he can no longer control it.
In this way, the only way to suppress the anger of the Donghuang Bell is to find a powerful soul sacrifice before it is fully opened.
The Donghuang Bell instantly transformed into a figure several times its size in Qingcang's hands, and the red lotus in the upper world was dyed into raging karma fire.
Today, I still remember the scene when Mo Yuan raised the Xuanyuan Sword and rushed towards him with all his strength to hug the Donghuang Bell.
A bright red light like blood exploded around the clock body, passing through his body.
In the increasingly bright red light, he suddenly turned his head and gently raised the corners of his lips.
Later, Brother Seventh, who is good at lip reading, told us that when Master died, he only left two words: "Wait for me."
Mo Yuan is the owner of the Donghuang Bell, so no one understands the inner world of the Donghuang Bell better than him.
Before being devoured by the bell body, Mo Yuan still managed to cast a spell, and with all his strength, he locked Qing Cang into the East Emperor Bell.
In this way, even if the head of the eight desolate artifacts was sacrificed, the ghost clan did not gain even a cent.
Now that the ghost king has been locked up, his eldest son, who was brought out as a general, led the remaining 30,000 troops to shake like chaff in front of the 100,000 heavenly army, and hurriedly handed over the letter of surrender.
Fourth Senior Brother said, At that time, I was holding Mo Yuan dripping with blood, with blood-red eyes, fighting to the death to resist the letter of surrender from the eldest prince of the ghost clan.
With his fingers clasped tightly around the folding fan in his hand, he murmured fiercely that if Master could not be saved, everyone in the world would be buried with him.
I almost missed the important event of the Lord in the Nine Heavens.
Several senior brothers were really worried and had no choice but to knock me unconscious and take Master's body back to Kunlunxu alive.
Fourth Brother thought I really looked like a bandit at that time, but I really had no impression.
I only remember waking up one night, lying on the same couch with Mo Yuan, a pair of hands clasping his fingers tightly, but he didn't breathe.
This is how the ghost tribe's chaos ends.
It is said that a palace coup was launched in Da Ziming Palace, the eldest prince was imprisoned, and the second prince wore a blue robe from the mirror and ascended to the throne.
On the day he succeeded to the throne, he and Heavenly Lord presented the rarest Hanyue Hibiscus in his garden as a tribute.
God sent eighteen immortals to the lower realms to help my seventeen brothers take care of Mo Yuan's funeral.
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With disheveled hair and no idea where the magic power came from, I drove all eighteen immortals out of Kunlunxu with a folding fan.
The seventh senior brother comforted me and said to me: "Although Master has passed away, since he personally promised us to wait for him, maybe if Master's immortal body is preserved, he can really come back one day."
I was like a drowning man finally grasping at a straw.
It is not difficult to keep Mo Yuan's immortal body.
Although the other realms of the world do not understand it, the foxes in Qingqiu all know that the nine-tailed white fox's painstaking efforts have exactly this effect.
Therefore, just find a nine-tailed white fox, take a bowl of its blood every month, and keep Mo Yuan's immortal body.
Because Mo Yuan is a male god, he has to find the female fox to reconcile yin and yang.
Coincidentally, I was a female fox, and a very good one at that.
So I immediately inserted a knife into my heart, took out the blood and fed it to Mo Yuan.
But at that time, I was seriously injured.
After two consecutive nights of bleeding, I couldn't hold on any longer.
This is actually a magic technique.
Mo Yuan received my blood.
If he wants to use this method to protect his immortal body, he must continue to receive my blood and cannot find other foxes.
I'm worried.
At this time, I heard that the ghost tribe has a jade soul.
Holding it in your mouth can make Mo Yuan's body never decay.
It's just that the jade soul is a sacred object of the ghost clan and is very difficult to obtain.
I couldn't care less about my feelings towards Li Jing, I just hoped that he would still remember the friendship we had with him and lend me his jade soul.
Even though they, the ghost clan, were the main culprits of Mo Yuan's murder, on the battlefield, it was not clear who was right and who was wrong.
I was so humble at that time.
In the splendid Da Ziming Palace, Li Jing looked at me for a long time.
After becoming the Ghost Lord, I was indeed much more majestic than before.
He slowly said to me: "Although this jade soul is a sacred object of my ghost clan, given my friendship with the Supreme Immortal, I should borrow it from the Supreme Immortal.
However, there was a big change in the palace and the jade soul was also lost."
It’s been a while, and I really can’t stand facing the immortal.”
It was like a big thunderbolt struck me in the head on a sunny day, and I was at a loss for words.
He walked out of Da Ziming Palace in a daze, only to meet Xuannv in gorgeous clothes.
She smiled reservedly: "Shang Xian Si Yin has come a long way, why don't you take a rest before leaving.
This will make it look like our Da Ziming Palace has not treated you well."
Although I hated her, I was so exhausted at the time that I had no time to waste time with her, so I took a detour and continued on my way.
But she was very ignorant.
She put one hand in front of me and said softly: "This time, the Immortal came to beg for this jade soul."
On the white palm of her hand, there was a halo flowing. jade.
I looked up at her blankly.
She giggled: "The day before yesterday, your Majesty gave it to me.
He asked me to iron the scars on my body.
Qing Cang's whip was not light, and there are still many marks left.
You know, a girl's family Having these wounds on your body is not good after all.”
It's really not good for the girl to have some injuries on her body.
I looked up to the sky and laughed three times.
I used a body-holding technique to hold Xuannv Kankan under my arm.
I took out a folding fan and walked all the way into Lijing's court.
I opened Xuannv's right hand and put it squarely on him. before.
His stunning face turned white.
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He raised his head to look at me, his mouth opened but no words came out.
I threw Xuannv into his arms, stepped back to the door of the palace, and said with a sad smile: "The thing that Si Yin regrets most in his life is coming to this Da Ziming Palace to meet you, Li Jing Guijun.
You two have a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs."
It’s a perfect match.
From now on, Si Yin and you, Da Ziming Palace, will be inseparable.”
I was young and energetic at that time, so I didn't snatch the jade soul, and fought all the way through Da Ziming Palace.
Returning to Kunlunxu, seeing Mo Yuan's increasingly pale complexion, he had no other ideas to think of.
At dusk, he secretly took it out of the alchemy room and mixed it with the senior brothers' meals.
At night, while they were all asleep, they secretly carried Mo Yuan down to Kunlunxu, and hurried all the way back to Qingqiu.
Directly north of Qingqiu is Fengyi Mountain, a small mountain.
Halfway up the mountain there is a cave filled with spiritual energy.
My father named it Yanhua Cave.
I placed Mo Yuan on the ice couch in Yanhua Cave.
Worried that if I didn't have the strength to take out the blood and feed it to him, I just lay down next to him.
Mo Yuan was covered in wounds and had to drink my blood every day until the wounds healed, a bowl's worth a month.
I really don't know how many more nights of blood I can keep for him.
I just think that if I die, he won't be able to come back.
The two of us were buried together, and the Netherworld Division could keep it company, so we brought it to Yanhua Cave.
This cave was originally the resting place I chose for myself before the catastrophe.
So, another seven days passed.
I thought I would never survive.
When he opened his eyes, he saw A Niang with red and swollen eyelids.
Aniangdu gave me half of my cultivation.
I'll save my life.
Also returned to female form.
With my grandma taking care of me, although I still have to stab my chest every day to get blood from my heart to feed Mo Yuan, it's not that hard, but I can't go to the ground yet.
Auntie was deeply worried that I would be bored, so she specially took many books from Zheyan and placed them in the cave for my comfort.
From this, I realized that the act of stealing Mo Yuan out of Kunlunxu actually caused difficulties for many priests who compiled the history of heaven.
They wanted to create a legend for Mo Yuan to commemorate his merits, but in the end, they were unable to verify the traces of his immortal bones.
In vain, Mo Yuan became the only immortal in the treasure chest of immortal books who came but never left. , I don’t know how much the gods of the younger generations will chew on.
Later Zheyan visited me in Qingqiu and talked about this matter.
He rolled up his sleeves and smiled and said: "Seeing that there is so much buzz in the world today, and there are all kinds of things, there are a few little immortals with pens in the Jin Wen Mansion who actually guessed that you and Mo Yuan were in love, but what?
But he took on the title of master and disciple, which was inconsistent with etiquette.
So Mo Yuan pretended to die so that he could live with you together.
It would make sense if things were like this, so I came over to take a look. " I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Jin Wen is Si Wen's superior god, and he holds the power to repair the etiquette of the gods.
The gods raised in his house are the ones who formulate the etiquette of the gods, but they are so enlightened and broad-minded that they are really admired.
It is said that Kunlunxu's senior brothers have been looking for me for thousands of years, but no one expected that I am a female fairy, and I am Bai Qian of the Qingqiu Bai family, so naturally they ended up with no results.
Up to now, the most serious history books stacked in the Nine Heavens recorded this: "In the autumn of the sixty-three thousand and eighty-second year of Hao Dejun, the rebellion of the ghost clan ended.
Mo Yuanjun, the direct son of Father God, and his seventeenth disciple Si Yin They both went into seclusion without a trace."
Finally, he didn't remember that I stole Mo Yuan's immortal body, so he saved some dignity for me.
If you live too long, there will be no end to the old things once you think about them.
Li Jing had already crossed the bamboo bridge and walked in front of me, and it suddenly occurred to me that I had fallen into a big hole and was encountering the ghost king of this generation having a tryst with a banshee.
He held my hand and said calmly: "Ayin, I have been looking for you for 70,000 years."
I squinted at the banshee who was still standing in the grass pavilion, puzzled.
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I have only heard that creditors chase the debtors, but I have never heard of any debtors wandering in front of the creditors every day, and reminding others over and over again why you don't come to ask me to collect debts.
And no matter how you calculate it, between Li Jing and I, he owes me more.
I broke away and took a step back.
But he took another step closer, stared at me, and said: "You have a very good appearance as a man, but how can you behave like a woman like this?
Ayin, are you still complaining about me that you said that you had a relationship with Da Zi?"
Ming Palace is inseparable from each other, do you know me?"
I rolled up my sleeves and forced a smile: "Don't worry, Mr.
Gui.
It's just a moment of anger.
Now the ghosts and gods are living in harmony.
I haven't lived for so many years in vain.
I still understand a little truth and will never cause trouble for nothing."
Come and disturb the peace of your Da Zi Ming Palace.
You and I will not disturb the river."
He was startled for a moment and said anxiously: "Ayin, I was the one who betrayed you back then because you were not a woman.
I, I, for the past 70,000 years, they have all told me that you have already, already, I always I don’t believe it, I’ve missed you for so many years, Ayin.”
I was so confused by his few words that I said angrily: "Who said I'm not a woman?
Open your eyes and see clearly.
Is a man like me?"
He was about to take my hand but suddenly stopped in mid-air.
After a long while, he said dumbly: "Back then when you were a woman, back then you..."
I ducked to the side and said, "My master refused to accept female disciples, so my mother turned me into a son-in-law.
Since Guijun told me about those years, I will also talk about those years.
Back then, Guijun abandoned me and chose Xuan.
Girl, four unicorn beasts welcomed her into the Great Purple Ming Palace and congratulated her for nine days.
She was the matchmaker of the Ming Dynasty."
He cut off my words with a wave of his hand: "You were so sad back then, why didn't you tell me that you were a woman?"
Being slapped by him like that, I completely forgot what I was about to say.
I weighed it up and answered him honestly: "I was probably sad back then, but I can't remember it clearly now.
Besides, you love Xuannv.
I admire her interesting character, maybe it’s just because of her face.
Now that we are no longer involved, it’s the same whether we say it or not.”
He pursed his lips tightly.
I just felt that tonight was really unlucky.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, I hurriedly bowed to him, turned around, made a sign and flew away in the wind.
I also made myself invisible to avoid any further entanglements.
I just heard him shouting Ayin in a panic from behind.
But there is no such thing as Ayin in the world
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