I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

Immortal world, Dongxuan Temple.

Accompanied by the deep and profound bells one after another, the immortals in the immortal palaces on all sides stopped their movements.

"Who's ascension caused such a big commotion? Could it be Emperor Yueyuan returning from the tribulation?"

"That's right. Since Xuanyuan War God was killed by the big demon who suppressed the land of Shura, his soul was scattered. It took the little emperor more than 1 years to find his location, and the lower world went through tribulations."

"Yes! Yes! Emperor Yueyuan is really infatuated with General Xuanyuan, which makes people envious."

"Go, go, go, what do you know? Xuanyuan Li is destined to be the emperor and empress, and everyone in the whole world knows about it?"

"So, doesn't it mean that whoever she marries will be the successor of the Immortal Emperor? But there is only one little emperor in Xuanling Heaven, and the emperor's body is seriously damaged and can no longer regenerate."

"Shh..."

In Xuantian Pavilion, a young immortal attendant hurriedly ran to the door. He was relieved when he saw no one outside. He turned around and said helplessly: "Keep your voice down. If the Immortal Emperor hears this, we will all be thrown off the Immortal Platform!"

At this moment, the female fairy in charge of a palace came from a distance, and several people stood up neatly upon seeing this.

"I've seen Chi Lingyin."

Every temple in the fairy world has a person in charge of the spiritual seal.

The girl with a cold and serious face in front of her is one of them, one of General Chi's two favorite daughters.

Whether intentionally or not, he was placed in Xuantian Pavilion, which was responsible for Emperor Yueyuan's food and daily life.

Chi Qinghuang glanced at a few people and said calmly: "Emperor Yueyuan has woken up. Go and clean up the fairy spring, prepare the fairy robe, and follow me to serve."

"Yes!"

All the immortal attendants ran away in a hurry.

After a while, he neatly and orderly put on the jade tray and held it respectfully in front of him.

"Let's go."

Chi Qinghuang said two words indifferently and turned around to leave.

The immortal attendants lowered their heads and followed.

As soon as the group of people walked outside the palace where the emperor lived, a slender figure suddenly ran out of the palace and knocked over several people.

Who dares to be so presumptuous in a place that usually makes people afraid to breathe?

The little immortal attendants who were knocked to the ground looked up and saw a man wearing a white undershirt with disheveled hair, standing there blankly.

The rich fairy spirit lingers, and the cold aura almost condenses into substance, making people's breath stagnate.

"Greetings to Emperor Yueyuan!"

The man was stunned for a moment, raised his narrow eyes and looked around, then ran in the other direction like crazy.

That location is exactly where Xuanyuan Li lives in the Temple of Adjournment!

Chi Qinghuang frowned, glanced slightly and shouted coldly, "Why are you in such a daze? Why don't you keep up?"

The little immortal attendants tidied themselves up and hurriedly chased after the person in charge of the spiritual seal of the temple.

After finally chasing him to the Jiang Temple, he saw his emperor kicking open the closed door of the temple, completely different from his usual dignified and indifferent appearance.

He grabbed a maid who came over and asked coldly: "Where is Xuanyuan Li?"

"Emperor...Emperor."

The little fairy was frightened and frightened, and then her eyes turned red.

"General Xuanyuan died on the Shura battlefield more than 1 years ago, and Emperor Yueyuan saw it with his own eyes. Why are you asking like this now?"

"It's been 200 years since the emperor came to earth and he still hasn't found her?"

The words of the little maid made Yue Yuan unconsciously let go of his hand, and his body swayed, teetering on the edge of collapse.

Only after being supported by Chi Qinghuang could he stand firm.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the spotless white clothes red.

The little immortal servant who was caught by him felt his heart skip a beat.

The shoulders of the immortal attendants who had just bumped into him also trembled slightly, feeling that their time was probably numbered!

"What are you doing?"

A serious and low voice came from behind everyone.

Yue Yuan paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the man in gorgeous clothes who was surrounded by divine soldiers and generals, as if he was from another world.

"The child pays homage to his father."

"Ah."

The visitor responded quietly to him.

Then the conversation changed and he said, "Yuan'er, my father will not blame you for the damage to your soul during this tribulation. You should go back and recuperate for a few days."

"But……"

Before Yue Yuan could finish speaking, Yue Wujin interrupted him, "As an emperor, how can I behave properly if my clothes are disheveled?"

He turned his head and his eyes fell on Chi Qinghuang beside him, "Why don't you take the emperor down?"

"Yes, Qinghuang is resigning."

Chi Qinghuang Duanya walked up to Yueyuan and bowed politely, "Emperor Yueyuan, please follow Qinghuang back to the palace."

The face that was very similar to Chi Yao made Yue Yuan frown severely.

For a moment, thinking of Chi Yao who transformed into Su Luoluo in the mortal world, complex and resentful emotions arose in her heart.

He snorted coldly and left with a puff of sleeves.

As soon as Yue Yuan stepped forward, Yue Hanjin turned her eyes and glanced at the broken door of the Advent Temple, and told the people behind her: "Remember to change the door for General Xuanyuan later."

The latter should be "yes".

How did the immortals from Wuyangyang come and how did they leave?

There was no one outside the big hall.

Xiao Xianshi pursed her lips, whether to cry or not, but her voice was already choked with sobs, "Sister Ali, when will you be back?"

"Xiao Lihua is really..."

"really miss you!"

……

Guiyuan Continent, Wanqing Mountain.

"Rumble..."

The last thunderstorm struck straight down from the sky.

Xuanyuan Sword was put into the spiritual platform.

Jiang Lijiu allowed the white lightning to hit him.

Ling Shuang Aoxue's white dress had been soaked with blood from the wound, and the smell of blood and burning was permeating the air.

But she ignored it and looked inwards with all her heart, guiding the power to flow through her meridians, increasing her body's strength inch by inch.

Within the spiritual sea of ​​dantian, Nascent Soul has grown up a bit and already looks like a young girl.

Behind Nascent Soul, afterimages loomed, which were signs of the clone stage!

The spiritual seal shines brighter.

A spiritual pattern was slowly generated within the spiritual seal.

The clone is on the first level!

The thunder in my ears gradually faded away, and a ray of warm sunshine shone.

Jiang Lijiu felt that the exhausted spiritual energy in his body was filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the corners of his lips curled up in pleasure.

Opening your eyes, you will see a rising sun.

Thinking of being laughed at by his master during his last tribulation, he hurriedly stood up and cast a cleaning spell. He was about to find a remote place to change into clothes when he suddenly felt a tightness in his waist.

The man's low-pitched laughter reached my ears, "Where are you in a hurry, Xiao Jiu'er?"

"Is it possible that you want to attend Yuan Zhen's funeral?"

Jiang Lijiu: "..."

She turned around and faced Shen Yujin's strange and beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Then I heard him say: "Father just sent a message that the Yuan family has arrived at Wuji Immortal Palace and asked to see the leader."

"What are you doing to meet your disciple?"

"You!"

The little girl's obviously stunned expression made Shen Yujin laugh, "I've been busy running the house all day, but I forgot my identity."

"Yuan Zhen has been imprisoned in the extreme south for the rest of his life for committing a felony. Even if he dies, if he wants to come back, he still needs your permission."

"Oh."

Jiang Lijiu nodded.

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "Disciple thought the Yuan family found out that Master killed Yuan Zhen."

"Are you so afraid of getting into trouble for your master?"

As soon as Shen Yujin asked these words, she was blocked by soft lips, and the girl's unique cold fragrance hit her face, "Master, what do you think of returning Yuan Zhen's body to the Yuan family?"

"Xiao Jiuer used beauty to seduce me as a teacher. Is this the reason?"

"On Tianzhu Peak, every monk is needed to resist the catastrophe of annihilation. Yuan Zhen is dead, so the grudges are over."

"My teacher doesn't want to hear this."

Jiang Lijiu thought he refused, but Shen Yujin kissed her gently on the forehead, "It is a matter of great importance to the people. If Master Jiang works harder, it will be okay for me to agree."