Chapter 2398 Recuperation
Chapter 2398 Recuperation
With the suppression of the flood, the war that swept the heavens finally came to an end.
All parties have embarked on their way home. Although the floods have been suppressed, the world is not happy. Instead, there are tears in the eyes, exhaustion, vicissitudes, and sadness. howling loudly.
Come to think of it, there are no winners in this battle.
The floods suffered heavy casualties, and the heavens were no different. The bones became mountains and the blood flowed into rivers.
The great country is devastated, and the sight is full of ruins, covered with scarlet blood, too many heroic souls, not even the bones are left, too many inheritances, were killed by the floods to extinction, too many ancient stars, because of Desolate and destroyed, homeless.
In the great Chu under the moon, the blood mist is flying, and it is engulfed by grief.
The monks of Da Chu gathered together, the patron saint of Da Chu, the emperor of Da Chu, the Holy Lord of Heaven, and the commanders of various ministries, standing on the border of northern and southern Chu, facing the ruins of the southern Chu city wall, sprinkled a piece of wine, and countless people burst into tears. , that bloody city wall buried too many heroic souls.
That night, a stone monument named Hero Tomb was erected again in Da Chu, and was engraved with a personal name. Some were reincarnated, some were invaded by demons, and some died in the Great War. , while others are just personal names.
Just like Da Chu, the Nether Continent, the Profound Desolate Continent, various star regions, and various ancient stars have also erected hero monuments, placed offering fruits, inserted musk, and sprinkled turbid wine to pay homage to the heroic souls who died in battle. , The entire starry sky is full of howling and crying.
A monstrous war has washed the heavens into blood, and devastated them all.
After the war, the years of recuperation came.
The cultivators of the heavens who gathered because of the great war brought mortals with them, and they each rushed to the Quartet. With blood and tears, they embarked on the journey of returning to their hometowns and rebuilding their homes.
In addition to these, the creatures of each domain have also opened up their own ancient stars, their hometown has become a land of exile, and the starry sky of the heavens has become a new home.
Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner, a real recuperation.
Just like after the invasion of the demons, there will be no major wars for a long time in the future. It is only because of the heavens in the world that there is a god of war named Emperor Huang. He is a symbol and a giant mountain, guarding the common people. , guarding the heavens.
day after day,
The bloody aura of the war gradually dissipated, and the haze that enveloped the twilight and the heavens also dissipated.
In the empty and lonely starry sky in the past, there are more fireworks in the world. Every ancient star of life has a figure, and in the recuperation, it continues its inheritance.
Fortunately, the resources swept away from the floods are not small, the consumption of the war can be barely replenished, the universe is boundless and vast, and there are countless resources to be developed.
This is a pure land on earth, dense and hazy, filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers, full of peach blossom trees, and in the depths of the peach blossoms, there is a row of clean bamboo houses, covered with the dust of the years.
The moonlight is scattered, and all sounds are silent.
Under the old tree, Emperor Huang sat quietly, he had already changed his blood clothes, dressed in plain clothes, without showing the slightest monk's breath, he seemed like a mortal, holding a carving knife in one hand, a wooden block in the other hand, carved wood carvings, eyes full of eyes Warmth, one knife and one meal, each knife engraved is the trace of the years, making his moon mourning lifelike.
This peach blossom forest is his home. In a certain time before the ages, there was a man named Dihuang and Yueshang, who lived here like a couple of gods and goddesses. For ordinary couples, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many vicissitudes and vicissitudes. The Emperor Huang is still there, but the Empress Donghua is gone. What is left is this peach blossom forest and the dreamlike memories of the vicissitudes.
"Yue'er, I'm back, when are you going home?"
There were tears in Di Huang's eyes, and the hand holding the carving knife couldn't help but tremble.
With a sound of the moon, the world is not exhausted.
Whoever said that the Supreme Being has no tears, who said that Emperor Huang is ruthless, no matter how many years, it is difficult to hide the name of Yueshang, that dream-like shadow has been engraved on his soul long ago.
That is his wife, and it is rare to see her beautiful Yan Ran again.
The night gradually deepened. Emperor Huang was engraved and engraved, and he fell asleep, crooked to the bottom of the old tree, strands of black hair fell, covering half of his face, but could not hide the traces of the years.
At this moment, he is no longer the Emperor Huang who shakes the universe, but an ordinary person. Only in this peach blossom forest can he sleep so peacefully and find comfort in his soul. The one who was no longer there.
Suddenly, Zi Xuan transformed into a human figure, crouched under the old tree, for Empress Donghua, brushed away the scattered long hair of Emperor Huang, and gently brushed his face, as if to wipe away all the sorrow for him. .
"Empress, Shengjun is home, you can see it."
Her eyes, lingering with mist, condensed into frost under the moon.
Her tears were also the tears of Empress Donghua. They were full of feminine tenderness, and also carried a touch of poignant beauty.
The remnant soul of the Empress also has her feelings and loves Emperor Huang.
It is a pity that she is not the Empress of Donghua after all, and she only dares to touch his face secretly in the dead of night. In the hazy tears, an ancient picture can always be reflected: a god of war named Emperor Huang, alone in the sky , protect the Dao for his lover, and fight to the death to eliminate the Dao.......
Why!
A sigh came from the ethereal, from the emperor of the underworld.
This emperor has a sentimental attitude. Although he sighed, the emperor's eyes were shining brightly. He held his collector's edition and studied it over and over again. It was shameless.
In the early morning, the warm sunlight shone through the gates of the Great Chu Heavens, covering the dilapidated mountains and rivers with a coat of peace. Every flower, grass, mountain and water were dyed with luster.
So comfortable!
Every Dachu person would say something like this when he stretched out the door.
Comfortable, really comfortable, without the prehistoric tribe and the emperor, I have an unprecedented sense of security, each with a glorious face, quite energetic, I have never felt that this world is so stable, there is no need to worry about wars, no need to worry way forward.
boom! boom! boom!
This tranquility was finally broken by the rumbling sound.
The noise comes from Hengyuezong. There are always some talents. When you get up early, you are not willing to be lonely. So, you start to drop mine bombs at various peaks, and they are called people. get up.
"Throwing mine bombs early in the morning, you idiot!"
"Damn fat man, I know it's you. If you throw it away, you will be kicked to death."
"Xie Yun, you are so sick!"
Such scolding sounded all over the world before the sky was bright. The talents of Hengyue were still so energetic, and they would always do some shameless things inadvertently.
Compared with the outside world, Jade Girl Peak is extraordinarily warm.
The girls got up early and gathered on the stove, like gentle wives, preparing breakfast. Xiao Ye Fan and Xiao Yang Lan were innocent and brilliant, like two little elves, playing on the grass, giggling incessantly.
The Eucharist was also there, still such a big man, sitting stably under the old tree, nibbling the spirit fruit conscientiously, and eating as big as ever.
"Little mother, is it enough?" Ye Ling laughed, quite understanding, and brought in two more baskets. I don't know how such a small person can eat so much, or is the Eucharist's appetite large?
"Don't call me my mother, I'm not your mother." The two girls held the spirit fruit in their small hands, and the food was so delicious that no ordinary family could afford such a talented person.
"Dad told me that the two of you went to bed before, and also said that you were a thief, and you sound like a lively person in bed." Ye Ling squatted down and laughed again.
In a word, the big eyes of the female saint's body ignited a flame, and she stared at the top of the Jade Girl's peak, her pink face, and a blush flashed.
When I went to see the top of the Jade Girl Peak, Ye Dashao was there, like an old monk sitting in meditation, with a solemn appearance, and he didn't move. After returning to Da Chu, he went to the top of the peak, and it took ten days to sit.
At this moment, he is no longer in the state of primordial spirit, and it took four months to reshape the holy body.
Although he has not yet crossed the Emperor's Tribulation, his aura is extremely majestic. Under the golden light, his holy body is cast like gold. There are visions and illusions all over his body, which seem to be looming. , listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of the avenues.
Looking at the top of his head, the Chaos Divine Cauldron is suspended and vibrated. The master has advanced to the Quasi-Emperor Realm. As a life weapon, it has also advanced to the Quasi-Emperor Armament. Extraordinary, like the master, is evolving the rules of the Tao. Only when Ye Chen crosses the quasi-emperor heavenly tribulation, its nirvana transformation can be completely completed.
Also active are Xianhuo and Tianlei.
Especially the immortal fire, the thief is energetic, jumping up and down around Ye Chen, melting the divine fire in the beginning, its level has risen again, and the source of chaos is more pure and golden.
It is a pity that it still has not been transformed into the fire of chaos. If it is said that its current rank is similar to the peak quasi-emperor, the difficulty of turning it into a chaotic fire is also equivalent to the peak quasi-emperor and the emperor, although it is infinitely close. Chaos fire, but Nirvana in the last step is the real moat, and perhaps Ye Chen and his life will be difficult to step through.
With the breeze blowing, Ye Chen's holy body trembled slightly.
In the dark, he seemed to have seen a golden divine pattern, which was the curse mark of the Emperor Dao that Emperor Huang said, wandering in the depths of his soul, it seemed to be looming, invisible and intangible.
Today, he can't exert the power of the curse mark. As Di Huang said, only the rebellion of Honghuang can have its real effect. If you want Honghuang to destroy the family, you only need to think about it.
I don't know when I saw him open his eyes.
Immediately, he saw two divine lights that seemed to be real, shot out from his eyes, poking out two holes in the empty space. Great Sage, this is the power of the Quasi-Emperor-level Holy Body.
However, his pupil power was exhausted, and his six reincarnation eyes were still self-proclaimed.
Although the fairy light was exhausted, his eyes returned to calm, as deep as a starry sky, shining with golden starlight. Although the ancient well had no waves, it had evolved with Taoism, which could not be seen at a glance.
"What a domineering power." Ye Chen murmured softly, clenching his fist lightly, the space in the palm of his hand was crushed and burst, and between his palms and fingers, there were still thunder and lightning tearing apart.
The realm of cultivators is one day at a time. This has not yet crossed the calamity. It is not comparable to the peak sage. He has a confidence that he can slaughter the peak quasi emperor. Naturally, the peak quasi emperor referred to here is the ordinary peak quasi emperor. , such as the Nine Emperor Gods, etc., are not included in this list.
Perhaps, only after passing through the quasi-emperor's robbery can one be qualified to fight against the quasi-emperor of that level.
Thinking of the Emperor's robbery, he couldn't help but have a headache, what a lineup of sixty-four emperors and Daoists, can they pass the calamity of two, one pick sixty-four, nine deaths and a lifetime of calamities, and he has not done a good job of transcending the calamity. The quasi emperor, that would be a life-and-death juncture.
Slowly withdrawing his thoughts, he summoned the fairy fire.
Quietly looking at the immortal fire in the palm of his hand, his expression is hard to hide is grief, as if he can see a beautiful shadow through the flame, looking back at him and smiling.
That is Nianwei, a former student of Xingyue Palace, the princess of Ruotian Zhuque's family in this life, sacrificed herself at a time of crisis to help the fusion of divine fire and immortal fire in the beginning.
If it wasn't for her, he wouldn't be able to go against the sky and advance to the quasi-emperor, not to mention the underworld emperor. If it was about engineering, she was the biggest hero, saving the heavens and the world.
This is a great kindness from heaven, and my heart hurts a lot. In the third world, people waited for 60 years, and they did not wait for him to die. In this life, I sacrificed for him again. And he, Ye Chen, owes this woman, and it is difficult to pay it back.
"She may be able to be resurrected." The ethereal female voice sounded, and a shadow descended from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was Emperor Zun's younger sister, Di Xuan, along with all the gods, except for the first god in the calamity. Well, here comes the rest.
"Can senior save her?" Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward, his eyes full of hope.
"Sacrificing her own body, she must have a trace of soul, in the divine fire of the beginning." Di Xuan smiled softly, "If you follow my way, there is no way to do it, but your ancestors will definitely be able to."
This time, Ye Chen's hopeful eyes shone with dazzling light, how could he forget Emperor Huang, that is the Holy Body of Dacheng, the Taoist method is heavenly, and there is no reason why he can't be saved.
When it comes to Emperor Huang Huang, since the suppression of Hong Huang, there has been no shadow.
Ye Chen guessed that most of them went to the hometown of Empress Donghua. It has been endless years, and it is rare to come back. Naturally, I want to cherish it. There will be a day when I come to Hengyue and resurrect Nianwei. It is only a matter of time. Even if she can't save her, she doesn't believe in ghosts.
For a moment, Ye Chen's sad expression was overshadowed by hope. Reviving Nianwei is hope. At least, he can have a chance to repay his kindness, and the ancient cause and effect may end.
He was in a very excited mood, but the Ninth National Congress did not say a word, just stared at him like that, his eyes were quite strange, mixed with various emotions, including vicissitudes, nostalgia, excitement, and tears.
These days, the identity of Ye Chen is basically clear, he is the reincarnation of Emperor Zun! Emperor Zun is his first generation, he is Emperor Zun's ninth generation, the entanglement of reincarnation, cutting is constantly cutting, looking at him is like looking at Xianwu Emperor Zun back then.
Young Master Ye raised his eyebrows, his whole body being stared at was unnatural, and his back was still cold.
"I propose, let's beat him up!" Liu Shen Jiang said meaningfully.
"This.... is not suitable!" The seventh, eighth, and ninth generals said, but their hands were not idle, and they were already tugging their sleeves. Outsiders could see that this special What are you going to fight! Hmm... To be precise, it was to hit someone, a person named Ye Chen.
"You beat me a lot back then, and it's time to raise your eyebrows." The third god general took out an iron stick and snorted at the iron stick, wiping it brightly.
"Whenever I peeped at the fairy taking a bath, they would pull me to the top, causing me to be chased and killed by the whole world. I am very unhappy about this." The fifth god said, and took out a rope to bind the fairy. It looked like , I'm going to tie it up to a certain elder, and then find a tree with a crooked neck and hang it up.
"To be honest, I wanted to hammer him for a long time." The fourth god took a deep breath, "I couldn't do it back then, but today, I have to teach him how to behave."