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Swimming fish flocked to play in the water from the top of the ice palace, and the blue halo of water quietly hit the floor.The surrounding area was very quiet, and there were occasional strange people humming unconsciously, and the thin body was trembling slightly like a dead leaf.Sang Su sat cross-legged on the ground, part of his spiritual thoughts dispersed.

Wen Bufan looked at the two people who were lying and sitting on the ground and was silent for a while, and after a while he pulled Yao Bai back two steps, and said softly: "The soul of the Cangyu Phoenix has been scattered across the mountains and rivers for more than [-] years, but half of the body is still there. Wen Bufan asked directly: "How much do you know about his death?"

Yaobai shook his head, thought for a while and said, "There is a pool at the border of God's Domain, which is unfathomably deep. It is said that nothing can grow, and the Great God Cangming died there. I heard people say that since then, fairy grass and fairy beasts have grown. "

Hua Wenliu, who was half a step away, clicked his tongue, "He is only five hundred years old, and he hasn't finished reading the Ten Thousand Gods Calendar yet. No matter how much he knows, it's just hearsay." He hooked his finger at Wen Bufan, "Come and ask me , you know everything.”

Luo Tian, ​​who was squatting behind Sang Su, turned his head, "How do you know about the protoss, you should be fooling... er... the Buddha."

Wen Bufan smiled faintly, "Just call me by my name."

Hua Wenliu ignored him, raised her hand and cast a sound-proof barrier on Sang Su's body.Only then did he sit down on the icicle beside him, and slowly said: "Like Xiaobailong, Cangming in the past received the priesthood in charge of souls, and his talent is rare in the Six Realms. It's just that he has a quirk." He doesn’t like to go out, so not many people have seen his true self.” Huawen Liu paused, then slowly bent his legs, and continued: “Because he rarely goes out, there are more and more rumors about him in the Six Realms. The portraits painted by the painters are more beautiful than the last one, and it is more said that he has an extraordinary temperament, a god-like talent, and he is very good-looking."

Yao Bai blinked, leaned over and squatted in front of him, "I've seen his statue, it's pretty, and it's not as exaggerated as you said."

Hua Wenliu took a look at him, and thought, "I'm afraid that the little monk's beauty is in front of you, and a smear of lard will smear your eyes."

"What you have seen is nothing more than the jade statue on Mount Radiant Flower in the God Realm." Hua Wenliu shook her head, "I won't lie to you, that statue is less than one ten-thousandth of Cangming Shenyun."

Yao Bai couldn't help opening his mouth wide, his eyes sparkling, "Really." Then he expressed a blunt and deep regret, only regretting that he was not born 7 years earlier.

Hua Mozi Luotian curled his lips, "It's as if it's true, as if you've seen it with your own eyes."

"I just saw it with my own eyes." Hua Wenliu slowly raised her head, made a gesture of remembrance, and murmured: "I saw a glimpse of the great northern wilderness in the past, and it is still unforgettable."

Wen Bufan's eyes showed admiration: "I heard that Cangming Great God saved [-] resentful souls in an instant, and his cultivation level is very impressive."

Yaobai's eyes sparkle, it is a great honor to have such a senior who can fight and look good.But no matter how powerful the person is now, he can only sigh long and long, regretting that he was not born 7 years earlier.

Luotian's reaction was a bit slow, he suddenly raised his head to look at Hua Wenliu, and said in horror, "You are seventy thousand years old!"

The flower asked the willow: "..."

Hua Mozi awakened the dreamer, Hua Wenliu stared blankly at Yao Bai and Wen Bufan who were thinking about each other, and then turned their heads to look at him in unison, without saying a word, with complicated eyes.

Hua asked Liu Yin and smiled, "What? Discrimination against the elderly?"

He glanced around coolly, counting silently in his heart:

Sang Su, four thousand years old, an adult dragon.

Yaobai, [-] years old, is still a fledgling due to the difference in species.

Wen Bufan, five hundred years old, is barely an adult.

Luotian, 450 years old, has only one imp.

From this point of view, he is indeed too old to be old, Hua Wenliu snorted coldly, and did not speak again.

After a long while, Yao Bai got closer, pointed at his face and said, "How did you do that? My elder brother, thirty thousand years old, looks older than you."

Hua Wen Liupi smiled, opened his mouth and began to grin, "Do you understand the racial advantage? You protoss are full of opportunities every day, so of course you look old." He pushed Yao Bai's thirsty face away, really I'm afraid that if I say a few more words, this guy will say directly: "So good? Then I'll fuck you."

Hua Wenliu stubbornly turned the topic back, and continued: "When Cang Ming died, the human world was in a catastrophe, the plague swept across, and the flames of war raged. There were few people in the human world, and the road of reincarnation was as busy as a market. Rumor has it that Cang Ming died at this time Traveled to the human world, desperately trying to keep the blood of the race alive. Therefore, I lost my cultivation and died shortly after returning to the realm of the gods."

There was a moment of silence.Unexpectedly, Cang Ming died in such a tragic way, Yao Bai felt rather sad.

Hua Wenliu glanced at the weird man on the ground, and said lightly: "But it's just rumors, and I'm afraid only you gods know the truth."

Yao Bai felt strange that such a great merit should be commended and publicized widely, why he never heard anything about Cang Ming.Even his statue is molded on the remote Mount Huahua.

Just as he was thinking, Sang Su suddenly moved.Several people hurriedly gathered around and saw that her expression was not very good.Wen Bufan raised his hand and performed a heart-clearing formula, which made her wait for a while before asking: "What's wrong?"

Sang Su let out a sigh of relief, exploring people's memories is an extremely tiring task, like reliving someone else's life, the ups and downs are all empathetic.She said wearily: "Too much."

I don't know whether I have seen too much, or there are too many wrong places.Wen Bufan saw that her expression was stunned, he must have not walked out, so he didn't ask any more questions.But Hua Wenliu couldn't hold back, "What is the identity of this person?"

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Luo Tian took out a sapphire jug out of nowhere and handed it to Sang Su. She took a sip, glanced at the ground and said slowly, "His name is Tang Yin, and his name is Fanxiu. The one on the door outside is also him. .”

Yao Bai was still more frightened than when he was being chased just now, recalling the handsome man on the door, and looking at the mummy-like monster on the ground, his mood was complicated for a while.

Seventy thousand years ago, Tang Yin was quite prestigious as a newly ascended priest.Talented, capable, and pleasing in appearance, he can be said to be the best among the priests of all cultivators.Sang Su followed his memory and saw that he was a young man who practiced hard, benevolent and benevolent, and made his mark in the human world at a young age, regardless of the glory during that time.

Sang Su went on to say: "The accident happened after he ascended. After that, the memory seems to be lost for no reason. I can't understand it intermittently. The only thing I can know is that his temperament has changed drastically and he has accumulated a lot of murder." Everyone hates it, such a gap is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Yaobai murmured in confusion: "When you are a monk, you are fine, but if you ascend, you will commit murder."

Wen Bufan thought for a while, and then asked the most important thing at the moment, "Is there a half fairy spirit of Cangyu Phoenix in him?"

Sang Su was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.This is really puzzling, if the great god falls normally, the soul will naturally return to chaos, why is there still half of the fairy spirit on the body of a mortal priest, and why is it imprisoned here?There is also the secretive attitude of everyone in Shenyu towards Cang Ming, whether it is because they have forgotten it for a long time, or because of some other inside story.

Everything seemed unusual, and Sang Su held the kettle in both hands, staring at the ground in a daze.

After a pause, Wen Bufan asked again, "Is that roc outside Tang Yin's pet?"

Sang Su nodded.

"Who trapped him here?" It was Hua Wenliu who asked this time.

Sang Su was silent for another moment, as if making things a little irritated, he drooled roughly, and said an extremely vague answer: "It's God's Domain."

Hua Wenliu: "..." Isn't this nonsense, God's domain is not strict, and if there is a god with the karma of killing, of course he will come forward to punish him.

Sang Su didn't speak again, Hua asked Liu if it was not good to ask again.Suddenly he heard Yaobai say, "It's mother." He looked at Sangsu, "Is that right, sister."

Sang Su opened his mouth, but didn't deny it, and didn't speak any more.It seems to be going to be silent to the end.

"I just remembered that the cave where my mother retreated all the year round looks very similar to this ice palace." Yao Bai said, "It is connected with the one in Shenyu, so it has spiritual consciousness. I didn't expect to be mischievous by chance. Playing on the waves, it actually got us involved."

It stands to reason that it is perfectly normal for the Goddess Empress to punish a morally unscrupulous priest.However, Cang Ming's fairy spirit was actually involved, and it was a bit confusing for a while.

Cangming Fairy is here, does the empress know or not?Is Prisoner Tangyin running for himself or the fairy on him?Half of Cang Ming's fairy spirits are here, and where did the other half go?Was the fall of Cang Ming's prime year really caused by the decline of Phoenix's luck?