Chapter 3008: 25 Years

Chapter 3008 twenty-five years

The rumbling sound was finally annihilated, and the entire starry sky fell into tranquility. Whether it was the Empress of the East Wilderness or the Eucharist Ye Chen, it became an eternal moment, and the Dacheng Eucharist fighting side by side with the emperor would also become an eternal myth.

Ye Chen smiled tiredly, there was blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, it was he who was laughing, and Concubine Yan was laughing, it was he who was bleeding, and it was Concubine Yan who was bleeding. After struggling to support, Ye Chen is also struggling to support, Meng Dao's backlash, the two are evenly divided.

Fortunately, they did it, and when the Empress had no time to take care of him, they destroyed a Demon Emperor.

With a ray of star wind blowing, Concubine Yan fell, and Ye Chen also fell. No matter who it was, her white hair was swaying. When she was fighting for the devil, she sacrificed Shouyuan; In the time of the Nine Emperors, he also sacrificed Shouyuan, but he was already old and bleak and vicissitudes of life, which made people feel distressed.

"senior."

Ji Ningshuang came in an instant, held up Concubine Yan, and at the moment of touching, a touch of ancient tenderness was ignited. It was Ye Chen's tenderness, which remained on Concubine Yan. Concubine Yan fainted, and he returned to his dream. , I don't know what year it will be, maybe, it will be a long time.

"I'll take you home."

The empress was tearful. She didn't know whether to tell Concubine Yan or Ye Chen that her back was also dyed with a ray of blood, which was also so ancient and vicissitudes of life. In this battle, Ye Chen and Concubine Yan were injured, and she too In the same way, the desolate holy body line is too terrifying, Dacheng's holy demon is even more terrifying, far stronger than the peak emperor, and slaughtering the holy devil is far more difficult than slaughtering the peak emperor.

After the woman left, the starry sky was still silent, and the world was still unsure about it. The God of War came back and slaughtered a middle-rank emperor, as if they were dreaming.

After a long time, the cultivators of the heavens swayed over Shen'er, and moved their steps in unison, looking from Cang Miao, the figures were like streams, gathered at the gate of the heavens of Chu, most people were secretly wiping tears, too many people Crying tears flowed down my face.

"The Holy Body has never disappointed the common people."

Emperor Hades took a deep breath, showing a slightly old posture, with a rejuvenation of youth. It was the first time since the catastrophe of the heavens that he laughed so unburdened. That little emperor would be the most amazing desolate body in history. Emperor Wilderness is beyond reach.

Daozu didn't say anything, but his demeanor revealed everything. Except for Yaochi, the Eastern God, he has never been so gratified to a younger generation. In this era, because of him, he will rise again and create a new generation of brilliance. .

The Jade Girl Peak under the moon is quiet and peaceful.

Under the old tree and on the cloud,

Concubine Yan slept peacefully.

On the side of the cloud, Ji Ningshuang was shedding pieces of colorful clouds to help Concubine Yan heal her injuries and help her eliminate the potential backlash of the dream path.

"Juniang, will Dad be resurrected?"

Ye Ling was also there, still wiping tears.

"can."

Ji Ningshuang smiled softly and never questioned it.

Tonight's Great Chu, a lot of people came, and even the old guys who were in seclusion came. They never went to Hengyue, and they didn't dare to disturb them.

For three days, there was no movement on the Jade Girl Peak.

Concubine Yan's pale cheeks finally had a touch of ruddy, Meng Dao Xian was taboo, and thanks to Ji Ningshuang's casting, she could barely erase the backlash of Meng.

But she still didn't wake up.

Ye Ling stayed in front of the cloud group, holding a small handkerchief in his hand, wiping away the tears for Concubine Yan, whether those tears belonged to Concubine Yan or Ye Chen.

More than a dozen ever-bright lights are also there, hanging around, silently guarding, one after another, the primordial spirit fire, in the swaying, can see the crystal light, it should be tears, hidden in the depths of the soul.

Ji Ningshuang stepped onto the top of the mountain and sat cross-legged.

Under the moon, he is holy and flawless, and he is like a dream. When he is comprehending the way of dreams, he hopes to also understand the fairy method of calling people out of dreams. If there is someone to sacrifice to change their lives, she will not hesitate. I do not want Concubine Yan to die because of this.

It is a pity that Meng Dao's immortal method is too mysterious, even if she is an emperor, it is difficult to understand. In this regard, she is far inferior to Concubine Yan.

The breeze blew lightly, and there was blood flowing from the corners of her mouth. It was probably when she was comprehending the Dream Dao, that she suffered a backlash.

When she opened her eyes again, Concubine Yan was standing in front of her, smiling at her.

"senior."

Ji Ningshuang stood up and bowed.

This ceremony does not matter, Concubine Yan's rosy cheeks turned pale again, and the blood from the corners of her mouth overflowed again. It wasn't that the wound was not healed, but she couldn't bear the emperor's courtesy.

Just as Ji Ningshuang worshipped Ye Chen and Ye Fan, the musk in front of Ye Chen's grave could barely ignite; but the musk in front of Ye Fan's grave could not be ignited by her.

Just because she is the emperor.

Her etiquette, except the Supreme, can be afforded by anyone.

This is the underworld law.

In the dark, there is an order of its own, which the great emperor cannot reverse.

"I will resurrect him and bring him back to the world."

Concubine Yan smiled, gentle and gentle.

She is gone, drifting away.

Reflecting the vicissitudes of life, there will be such a kind of obsession, which is exclusive to the imperial concubine Chen Huang.

Many years ago, at the moment when Ming Wu called people out of their dreams, she had a certain realization: In this life, she was destined to die for one person.

It was not only Ye Chen who was engraved by her with the imprint of the Dream Dao and her dream contract, but also her husband and the Emperor Chen of Da Chu. She also hesitated and hesitated. Ye Chen, still exchanged his life for Xuanchen.

In the end, she chose the former.

Ye Chen is the Holy Body of Great Completion and the god of war of the heavens. The meaning of his existence is far more than that of Xuan Chen. In other words, between the heavens and love, he chose the common people.

Not everyone has this kind of awareness.

She is also tired, and she wants to return to her roots. She wants to chase Xuanchen as soon as possible and resurrect Ye Chen. This will be her only belief in life. This is her mission and will help the common people to complete it.

"Out."

Seeing Concubine Yan coming out of the mountain, everyone from all directions stood up collectively.

Across the vastness, you can see the dreamy figure of Concubine Yan, white clothes and white hair, really like a fairy in a dream, on him, there is always Ye Chen's figure, which seems to be looming.

As she walked, Concubine Yan disappeared. An attempt to call people out of their dreams was not too successful. She still needed more years of enlightenment to complete the heaven-defying forbidden law.

"Grandpa, will Concubine Yan die?"

"Yes, the moment the Holy Body reappears in the world is when her soul returns to the Nine Heavens."

"Take your life...for your life?"

"Everything has a price."

The conversation between the junior and the senior is one after another.

The secret of dreams is well known to the world.

After that, there is a sense of grief, and the world is twilight.

It has been ten years since Concubine Yan left.

In ten years, the world has not seen her again, as if the world has evaporated, and even the Empress herself went to find her, but she disappeared.

In the eleventh year, Nan Mingyu and the others reshaped their primordial spirits and formed immortal bodies, each of which burst into tears.

At night, the small bamboo forest on the Jade Girl Peak, where the sadness is cold and the twilight is caged, is to worship the fox fairy, and also to worship Ye Fan and Ye Chen.

In the twelfth year, Di Xuan woke up.

"aunt."

When he came to Hengyue again, Ye Ling called out, and Di Xuan laughed with tears in her eyes. It was the first time that she had the warmth of a family. Whether Ye Chen was her brother or not, she admitted this affection.

Compared with her elder brother, the tenth emperor of Da Chu seems to be more reliable.

At least, Ye Chen kidnapped a bunch of sisters-in-law for her. She wants the emperor to have the emperor, the female emperor to have the female emperor, and a niece of the juvenile emperor level. Liveness is the home.

In the thirteenth year, the Demon King Kui Yujiang was resurrected.

At night, he carried the wine jug and sprinkled a piece of turbid wine in front of the king and the king's stone statues. He was the only one left in the nine emperors of Great Chu and the nine kings of Great Chu. That state of mind was extremely sad, and he recalled the past. Years, too much wasted.

In the fourteenth year, the Son of the Sun and the Moon and King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty both returned to the human world.

When the world sees the two of them again, they are in front of the statues of the sons of the gods and the gods. They are there to worship. His mouth is full of stubble, and his long hair is full of silver threads. They stand side by side, without saying a word. After standing for nine days, he turned around silently.

In the fifteenth year, Long Jie opened his eyes with tears in his eyes.

The Canglong clan was almost wiped out, and including him, there were less than ten people left in the entire race.

In the past, he was taciturn and taciturn. He would always sit alone at the grave of the goddess of the Spirit Race in the dead of night. In the spirit of heaven, there was also his wife.

When the real yin and yang are separated, he will know what love is, and he will really forget who Yao Chi is. His memory is filled with the figure of his wife, looking back at him and smiling.

The annual rings of the world have not stopped turning because of detachment.

In the next ten years, there were many adult souls, all of which were found by Ji Ningshuang in the early years, and they all returned to the world.

But those are only a very small part. Compared with the heroic souls who died in battle, they are negligible. Emperor Fei is omnipotent. Sometimes, what he can do is indeed limited.

Twenty-five years.

During this period of time, the Empress had never been to the Jade Girl Peak, and sitting on the top of the peak would last for twenty-five years.

hum! hum! hum!

Beside her, there was a humming sound.

It was an imperial artifact. To be precise, it was a broken imperial artifact. It took her twenty-five years to see the remodeling of the imperial artifact. It takes countless years of worship to recover.

That night, she sent the imperial artifacts out of the Jade Girl Peak, like streaks of divine light, flying to their respective ancestral lands.

Twenty-five years ago, she stepped out of Hengyue for the first time, walking endlessly in the starry sky, looking for Concubine Yan.

Back then, after Concubine Yan left, she never showed up again.

The goddess's consciousness is wandering in the starry sky every day, and she has never seen Concubine Yan, it seems that the world has evaporated.

"I have seen the Empress."

There are many shadows in the starry sky, so many unfamiliar faces, seeing her from a distance, they bowed their hands and saluted.

Those are the descendants of the new generation.

In the past twenty-five years, there has been no war in the heavens, and no invasions from the outside world. Under the brilliance of the Empress, a new generation of Tianjiao has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

The unity of all domains, to the heavens, is a creation, spiritual power and origin. In these twenty-five long years, every day will be richer and richer, no matter the senior or junior, whether people cultivate demons, or More or less, there is Nirvana and transformation, almost every day, there are signs of calamity,

In the age of recuperation, after the catastrophe, the vitality gradually recovered, and the vitality was once again majestic.

On the other side of the galaxy, the Empress silently settled down.

This starry sky has the breath of Concubine Yan, but it is left over from many years ago. Concubine Yan is mostly not in reality, it should be in a dream, and it is a real person's dream. In her dream, the Empress cannot be found, she can only smell to the remaining air.

After stopping for a long time, she raised her feet again, raised her cheeks slightly, quietly looked at the vast sky, and could clearly see her imprint of the emperor's way, which enveloped the entire universe and pressed the entire heavens, and wanted to emerge the new emperor, The oppression needs to be broken.

In addition to her brand, she also found the brand of the great emperors of the past dynasties. Those brand names will only be infinitely weak and will never dissipate. They are immortal than the real emperor. The great emperors of all dynasties have been buried for eternity.

This is also the reason why the emperors of the later generations are generally stronger than the great emperors of the previous generation. It is only because the emperors of the later generations will be suppressed by the imprint of the emperor's way more than the predecessors.

Relatively speaking, the stronger the pressure in the dark, the stronger the Daoist who has accumulated a lot.

As for her, it should be a product of the emperor's change.

This point, the two emperors of Tianming and Ming can give a good explanation. There is no vision of the emperor, but she proves the Tao against the sky. She is the first in the history of the heavens. If the historical trajectory remains unchanged, the emperor will be Jianzun. It is because of changes that there are more variables.

In the starry sky, the Empress gradually drifted away.

Nine days later, I saw her appear in the Eastern Wasteland of Xuanhuang, and in the quiet night, she entered the Holy Land of Yaochi.

In the depths of Yaochi, there was a lake of immortal lakes, and she suddenly manifested, quietly looking at a lotus flower by the lake.

It is a colorful and exquisite flower, bathed in moonlight, crystal clear, a treasure of alchemy, and has disappeared from the outside world.

The reason why she came here is to revisit the old place, and the second reason is for this colorful and exquisite flower, because she smelled a very familiar soul power in this flower.

"Donghuang is too hearty."

The Empress murmured softly, the trace of soul power she smelled was from Donghuang Taixin, the world couldn't smell it, but it was impossible to escape the emperor's peeping, that trace of soul power was covered with the color of reincarnation.

After looking at it for a long time, the Empress raised her eyes again, exhausted her eyesight, and once again looked up at the vast nothingness.

There are also reincarnations in these heavens?

"Sister."

A sudden whisper interrupted her thoughts.

Yao Xin is here, with white clothes and white hair.

Today, she is the fairy mother of Yaochi Holy Land, but her face is haggard, and there are still tears in the corners of her eyes. She wears a jade hairpin, which is particularly crystal clear under the moon. It was given by Emperor Xuanyuan. A token of love.

After the catastrophe, it has been more than 20 years, and Emperor Xuanyuan has also been killed for more than 20 years, and he will always dream of him.

The Empress reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, some kind of grief, some kind of grief, which she knew and had experienced before. It was more painful than heartbreaking.

In the moonlight, she left again. Before leaving, she took the colorful and exquisite words and went to purgatory.

There are some secrets, she needs to find purgatory for proof.

Today's purgatory is also deserted. Except for those who died in battle, most of them are sleeping, and most of them are juniors. It is rare to see the emperor, and the number is extremely rare.

In the past and present life, this is her. It was her first time in the restricted area. When she really stepped into the restricted area, she realized the extraordinaryness of the restricted area and the ancient heritage hidden deep in it.

"I have seen the Empress."

The one who bowed his hands to salute was the Emperor of Purgatory.

Today, he is the king of purgatory. Although he is far higher than the empress, he still bows.

"The heavens, there may be reincarnation."

The empress whispered softly, asking the purgatory emperor, but also asking about the deep background, wanting to get an accurate answer.