The years I was in the human world

Qingyang Palace.

At the end of the year, he woke up under a peach tree with branches full of peach blossoms. His body was collected by Yao Su, and now only a wisp of his soul was attached to the peach tree in Dongjun's garden.

He sat up on the ground, still wearing a snow-white robe, but without a body, he looked half real and half fake. Hua Chao came over with a basket of flowers, sat down on the stone chair, and asked him worriedly, "Even though the Peach Blossom Fairy who stole your things protected you for a while, the Moon-Slaying Sword is still vicious. Is your soul damaged?"

"Nothing." Sui Miao shook his head. The Moon-Slaying Sword was vicious, and the Soul-Separation Technique was also dangerous. If he managed to keep his soul, it would only mean he was barely surviving. But there was no need to elaborate on these with Hua Chao. "Thank you for your help. The night is long and dreams are many. I hope the Lord of Gods will arrange for me to descend to the lower world as soon as possible."

Now that the first step of death has been achieved, the next step is to wait for an opportunity to descend to the mortal world. From now on, no matter how many tricks Taihuang uses, he may not be found.

"Have you thought it through?" Hua Chao gently put the flower basket on the stone table. He looked at Sui Miao, who still had a calm expression, and his tone was complicated. He didn't understand what Sui Miao was hiding. He told him the truth. How did he end up like this?

"Yeah." Sui Miao nodded gently, he understood Hua Chao's confusion, but he did not want to explain further. Just as Qinghe thought, to him, these colleagues were no different from ordinary people. He was not like this in the past, but when Xiao Yueheng died, he got tired of the indifferent faces of the gods and his heart turned cold.

"Tai Huang is afraid that you are not dead yet, so he is looking for your soul under the pretext of searching for the remnants of evil spirits. It is inconvenient to arrange for you to go to the mortal world. In a few days' Flower Festival, I will scatter flowers to the human world, and you can hide among the flowers. When the flowers fall to the human world, even I will find it difficult to find your trace." Unable to persuade him, Hua Chao sighed.

"As for your body, once the news has died down, I will find a way to throw it down to the mortal world, and you can go and look for it yourself. Once your spirit returns to your body, it is not impossible for you to return to Mount Buzhou. How about this?"

Suimo: “Thank you.”

……

"This is Xiao Ling's sword." Xiao Jin said as he looked at the Moon-Slaying Sword in his hand that was filled with evil spirit.

When Ke Qinge killed Sui Miao that day, although the reason he gave was to exterminate the evil spirit, the person who died was an innate god after all, and the matter was of great importance, so Ke Qin was naturally taken into custody. The Moon-Slaying Sword that he took out to kill people naturally fell into Xiao Jin's hands as physical evidence.

Yao Su took the sword from Xiao Jin's hand and examined it for a moment before commenting, "What a fierce sword."

"They said that it was this sword that took Xiao Ling's life." Xiao Jin looked at the sword with mixed emotions in his eyes. He wanted to break it right then and there, but he couldn't bear to do it because it was his brother's relic. He was so conflicted, but his emotions were only revealed for a moment. Soon he suppressed his sadness and asked, "Where is the body?"

"It's with me, so what?" Yao Su didn't know what he was thinking at the time. He actually took Sui Miao's body to his own palace and placed it there. But he was not a weird person. Since he had done it, now that Xiao Jin asked him, he admitted it frankly.

Xiao Jin was a man of integrity. When he heard that Yao Su had placed the body in his palace, he thought that he was afraid that the body would be used by Tai Huang to do something. He did not think much about it and nodded, saying, "Take good care of it. When the time is right, find a chance to send it to the mortal world."

"Send him to the mortal world?" Yao Su was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he said in surprise, "The old god is not dead?!"

"He was the only god who survived among those who knew the truth. Do you think he could not have expected this day?" Xiao Jin took back the Moon-Slaying Sword from Yao Su, unsheathed it and took a look. The sword was sharp, but inexplicably, it also carried the benevolent temperament of its owner. He sighed, and his hard eyebrows softened. "Even if it drank the blood of the gods and has the ability to kill gods, the person who forged it was Xiao Ling. It would not really take Sui Miao's life."

"He might be hiding in some corner of Buzhou Mountain, waiting for an opportunity to descend to the mortal world. You can protect him for a while." Xiao Jin sheathed the sword and threw it to Yao Su. "The Moon-Slaying Sword didn't kill him. Maybe it was Xiao Ling's will. Send the sword down with it."

"So you didn't plan to find out the truth from Sui Miao from the beginning?" Yao Su casually put the sword on his waist. He seemed to have guessed Xiao Jin's plan. This guy wanted to drag everyone in Buzhou Mountain to be buried with him.

"Just watching from the sidelines, it was the same knife that killed Xiao Ling." Xiao Jin said. He never reopened the old case to seek justice, he just wanted to favor his brother. "I was away for those years, and Xiao Ling was closest to him, so I don't want him to stay in Buzhou Mountain."

So as to avoid unexpected disasters.

Yao Su looked at Xiao Jin deeply and said meaningfully: "Love the whole family and hate the rest. Ah Xue, you are no worse than those tyrants."

"What do you mean?" Xiao Jin was an upright person, but he was not a stubborn fool. He knew that what Yao Su said was not a good thing.

Yao Su turned and walked away, his back gradually fading away, but Xiao Jin could still hear his joking words: "Nothing, I was just praising you."

……

Ten thousand years ago, the pillar of heaven broke, and no new gods went up Mount Buzhou anymore. Instead, another immortal court was established at the foot of Mount Buzhou, which was named Zhongting. "Zhong" means "complete", and it also means different paths lead to the same destination. The name Zhongting means to rule over all things and bring the world together as one.

Because the road to becoming a god is difficult, the immortals in the final court are not true gods, and it is more appropriate to call them cultivators. Gods are those who control the laws, while cultivators are different. They follow the laws to achieve immortality. Although the strong have the ability to destroy the world, they are ultimately just ants under the laws.

Zhongting, Phoenix Tower.

Kneeling on the altar with three legendary swords in the formation was a woman with her limbs bound by black iron chains. Her collarbone was pierced and bound by chains lowered from the stone pillars in the formation. Her long hair dragged on the ground, her head drooped in embarrassment, her face was completely covered by her hair, her gorgeous dress was covered in blood and dust, and the stone platform under her feet was covered with complicated scriptures.

This is a prison, and the woman is the only prisoner.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching, and the door of Phoenix Terrace was pushed open. A female official came in with a maid holding a tray. On the tray were a dagger and a porcelain bowl.

The prison was sealed all year round, and the air was not flowing. The strong smell of blood on the woman made the air here even more pungent and unpleasant. The female official fanned it with disgust, and suppressed her nausea and instructed her maid: "You, go and draw blood."

The maid put down the tray as she was told and thrust the dagger in the tray into the woman's chest. The latter groaned in pain and struggled, but was kicked in the waist by the female official. The female official cursed in disgust, "Don't you know how to behave? If the queen didn't need phoenix blood to heal her illness, do you think you could still live?"

After scolding, the female official glared at the maid: "Why don't you hurry up? You are so clumsy."

The maid didn't dare to disobey her, so she quickly stabbed the wound on the woman's heart a little bigger, and soon filled a bowl with her heart's blood.

The woman raised her head, her face pale and bloodless, already extremely weak. She moved her lifeless eyes, and finally fixed her gaze on the female official's face. She moved her lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Where is the Lord? I want to see the Lord."

"Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs, and he has no time to care about a dirty bitch like you." The female official grabbed the woman's hair and said viciously, "Zhu Huang Yuzhao, you were so majestic in the past, but what does it matter if you were born with the fate of a phoenix? You are a bitch, and you have seduced your Majesty for a few days, but you will eventually be beaten back to your original form, right?"

Yu Zhao's scalp was hurt by her pulling. He opened his eyes with difficulty and tried to recognize the person in front of him. He said in a hoarse voice: "I, recognize you?"

The female official sneered but did not answer. She kicked her hard in the abdomen and left with the maid. The door of the Phoenix Terrace closed again and the entire prison returned to darkness.

Yu Zhao's hands were hung high by chains, but her head hung weakly. The tendons in her feet were severed, so she could only kneel like this in a miserable state.

A tattered leather ball rolled in front of her. She raised her head slightly, and through the gaps in her messy hair, she saw a thin little girl standing not far away and looking at her timidly. It was her daughter, Peacock, who was abandoned here with her.

"Kong Qing, come here." Yu Zhao tried hard to move the muscles on her face to make herself look less ferocious. She was afraid of scaring her daughter.

Kong Que was young and ignorant, but she subconsciously knew that the disheveled woman in front of her was her mother. Although she was a little scared, she still walked over carefully, stretched out her thin little hand and gently touched Yu Zhao's face, and timidly called out, "Mom."

When Yu Zhao heard her daughter's voice, she was stunned for a moment, and then tears welled up in her eyes. She suppressed her emotions and asked softly, "Kong Qing, tell me, who is the 'Empress' that the female official mentioned earlier?"

Yu Zhao was trapped here, but her daughter was able to walk around like a weed. Although she was young, she knew some things about people without her mother's care. When Yu Zhao asked about it, Kong Que thought for a moment and replied, "The Queen is the Queen. They all say that she is the new queen that my father is going to marry. Mother, does my father not want us anymore?"

The young Tongyin cried, fearfully and helplessly looking for help from her mother, the only person she could rely on. Little did she know that her mother breathed her last after hearing the news.

"The new queen? Is it Yaoguang?" Yu Zhao's frail face turned even paler. She murmured in disbelief, "He's going to marry that woman? He's determined to protect that woman."

"Doesn't he have a heart?" Yu Zhao suddenly burst into tears. Her heart, which had been stabbed, was particularly painful. She didn't care who the man wanted to marry, but it couldn't be Yaoguang. That woman lived by stepping on her and the corpses of so many people who died in vain. Even if Ye Yunzhou had a little conscience, he shouldn't marry her.

Yu Zhao has always been very clear that Ye Yunzhou doesn't love her, or to be more precise, no one loves her. Her biological mother was once the most beautiful woman in the Three Realms, married to the Sword God and lived in harmony with him, but was unexpectedly abducted by the demon tribe, and after returning, she gave birth to a half-human, half-demon bastard like her.

Even if she was of the noble Phoenix bloodline, it still couldn't change the fact that she was a lowly offspring born after her biological mother was insulted by the demon race. When she was first born, her mother briefly loved her and gave her the name of Zhao, which was evident.

But all this was ended by a prophecy from Ling Zhong: the mother of the Phoenix will be killed by the bird's sword.

One day, Zhu Huang would draw a sword and fight against her biological mother, so Yu Zhao was abandoned by her biological mother.

Most monks were arrogant and looked down on other races. As a half-human-demon hybrid like her, she was hated by her parents, so one can imagine her living environment. But she managed to survive, and with the blessing of the Phoenix bloodline, she was even more outstanding than those human children who were raised by their parents. At the age of a hundred, she could hold the Zhaoyang sword and stand on her own.

Ye Yunzhou, now Tianchen Jun who commands the Central Court, is the most outstanding disciple of the Ye family in the past hundred years. However, he was bullied like Yuzhao when he was young. The two of them had a childhood sweetheart relationship of sharing weal and woe. Yuzhao took pity on his ill-fated youth and handled many family conspiracies for him. Later, Ye Yunzhou became successful, so naturally he married Yuzhao with a grand ceremony.

Who wouldn’t praise the love between young people as a match made in heaven? But something unexpected happened.

One hundred years ago, evil spirits invaded. Yaoguang, the daughter of the leader of the sect that the Ye family was affiliated with, failed to hold the position, and the entire Dongshan Mountain became a ghost town. Countless lives were lost, and Ye Yunzhou was trapped in a desperate situation, in danger of extinction.

Yu Zhao risked his life to save her, and all his cultivation was destroyed, but he didn't expect that Ye Yunzhou would turn around and give false testimony for Yaoguang, and all the blame was put on her. For a while, she was pointed at and cursed by everyone.

"Ye Yunzhou, where is your conscience?" She was once pinned to the ground and cried to Ye Yunzhou. The latter turned his head away in embarrassment, not daring to look at her. He could only sneak into the dungeon in the middle of the night when no one was around, and kneel in front of her to apologize: "I'm sorry, A Zhao, there are only three of us who survived in the Dongshan Ghost Realm. They threatened me with my child's life, and I had no choice."

He and Yu Zhao have two children, a son, who is very pretty and a daughter, who is lively and lovely.

When Ye Yunzhou said this, his face was full of tears, he looked embarrassed and painful: "I'm sorry, A Zhao, I'm a waste, I can't protect you."

Yu Zhao became completely depressed. She hated Ye Yunzhou for betraying her and giving false testimony for Yaoguang, but as for the child...it seemed that she could not blame Ye Yunzhou either. The only thing to blame was that they did not have a strong sect that could support them.

Seeing Yu Zhao didn't say anything, Ye Yunzhou grabbed her hand across the prison cell, tears welling up in his eyes. He said, "Don't be afraid, Yu Zhao, don't be afraid. I won't let you die. I will take the highest position and then let you out. Wait for me."

Yu Zhao looked at the man in front of her. She felt strange. She knew that this man was unreliable, but he had already convicted her of a crime, so she could only trust him. So she did not make a scene, but looked into Ye Yunzhou's eyes and said, "Yunzhou, I'm waiting for you. Don't forget who caused the suffering of the people of Dongshan and brought us to this point."

Ye Yunzhou nodded, and before leaving, he said, "Yu Zhao, you won't die."

The blood of the Phoenix can be reborn from the ashes, so she will not die. Ye Yunzhou was deceiving himself in his heart. He did not tell Yu Zhao what she would suffer, and he even did not dare to take a look when she was executed.

Yu Zhao was locked up in prison. Her parents despised her. Yao Guang, that woman, smugly bullied her: "So what if you have Phoenix blood? You are just a dirty bastard. Even your husband doesn't want you."