Princess of the Past and Present

Jiuyang Mountain towers straight into the sky and is shrouded in mist all year round. Looking up from the foot of the mountain, you can't see the top of the mountain. It is called Xianshan by ordinary people. 600 years ago, a master of Taoism founded Jiuyang sect here, so this mountain is also called Jiuyang mountain.

The Nine Suns Sect is a holy place for cultivating immortality. It accepts disciples once every ten years, and only nine disciples are accepted.

The mountain facing Jiuyang Mountain is also a fairy mountain, named Mozhu Mountain.Black Bamboo Mountain is extremely steep and precipitous, even worse than Jiuyang Mountain, even the disciples of Jiuyang Mountain who have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years can only stay away.

The mountain is steep, but the place above the clouds and mist is like a fairyland on earth, with clear springs and trickling streams, green bamboos like the sea, wild flowers everywhere, and groups of white butterflies.

A blue figure climbed to the top of the mountain, with the help of his palms, he did a somersault in the air, and then his feet stood firmly on the grass.Several colorful butterflies flapped their wings and circled around him in the flowers.

He is Cishang, a disciple of Jiuyang Sect. He has been cultivating in Jiuyang Mountain for nearly 80 years. Now he has made some achievements and knows a little about immortality. He still looks like he was in his early twenties when he joined the sect.

There was a gentle breeze, and there was a crisp sound of the piano in the bamboo forest. The blue figure borrowed Taoism to move quickly, brought a gust of breeze, and rushed into the nearby bamboo forest with a few swishes.

Sitting in front of the piano stand in the bamboo grove, a man in white with a jade crown and hair tied, his eyebrows are picturesque, his slender fingers resting on the strings, and his plucking is very elegant.

Cishang stopped three steps away, looked at the man playing the piano with slightly lowered eyebrows, a smile gradually appeared on his lips, and gradually lost his mind.

When the sound of the piano stopped, the person playing the piano raised his eyes to look at the person three steps away, frowned and scolded, "You sneaked out again?"

Cishang stepped on a bamboo leaf and stopped in front of him, "I sneaked out just to meet my sweetheart. Master, he is an old man who has experienced it, so he will always be considerate."

The man in white stood up from the piano stage, and said in a calm tone, "Didn't it be agreed that we will see each other once a month."

"One month is too long, I can't bear it."

"you……"

Ci Shang pressed him into his arms and whispered in his ear: "Zi Yue, I am no better than you. I was born in a fairy fetus. I am just a mortal. Once I am concerned about it, it is difficult to bear the pain of lovesickness."

Zi Yue smiled indistinctly, "Who told you that only mortals will love each other?"

Ci Shang was very happy when he heard the words, he let go of his arms and looked into his eyes, "Every time I come to see you, I can't tell that you miss me, so I thought that gods would not suffer from lovesickness."

"Then why don't you step up your cultivation to save yourself from the pain of lovesickness in the future?"

Ci Shang sighed, "It's too late, as long as you are here, even if I ascend to immortality in the future, if you don't let me see you every day, I will have to bear the pain of lovesickness."

Zi Yue said: "You can play tricks, but let me see how your sword practice is."

"Let's see later." He raised his hand to press his waist and pressed against his body, stared at him affectionately, and called softly, "Zi Yue."

Ziyue looked at him, "Huh?"

Ci Shang slightly lowered his head, touched his lips lightly, and got a response, the kiss turned into tossing and turning, from deep to shallow.With restless hands wanting to make further progress, Zi Yue pinched out a fairy seal on her finger, green light surrounded the surroundings, and the surrounding green bamboo instantly transformed into a veil as thin as cicada's wings, surrounding the two of them.

later.By the stream outside the bamboo forest, Zi Yue sat down at the stone table and played the piano with her hands up.On the green ground in front of him, the sword is danced with the cup of wine, and the blue clothes are flying.During the period, the bees and butterflies also danced to the sound of the piano, circling and lingering between the two, fascinated.

In vain, Ci Shang put away his sword and stood there, looking ahead.Ziyue's hand playing the qin also stopped, and following his gaze, black smoke billowed from the opposite mountain, and a bell could be faintly heard ringing on the mountain, which was the alarm bell that the Nine Sun Sect would ring only in the event of a catastrophe .

Zi Yue got up and stood beside him, "There must be something important happening, go back and have a look."

"Yeah." Ci Shang turned to look at him, and planted a kiss on his forehead, "I'll see you next time."

Just about to leave, Ziyue took his hand, "Wait a minute."

"You want to climb up and down, I don't know how much time will be delayed, I will go there with you on the cloud."

According to Cishang's current method, it would take half an hour at the fastest to climb down Mozhu Mountain and then climb up Jiuyang Mountain.And Ziyue drove him over with him on the cloud, and it only took a while.

Above Jiuyang Mountain, one could smell a strong demonic aura, mixed with the smell of blood and burning.Ci Shang jumped down from the cloud, drew out the sword at his waist, pulled a Jiuyang Sect disciple in the scene of war, and asked, "What happened?"

"The monster clan raided our faction, trying to steal the elixir from our faction!"

At this time, a man covered in blood hurriedly ran over, angrily said: "Senior Brother, Master fought with the Demon King and was seriously injured, go and save him!"

Ci Shang was shocked, the demon king was so powerful!Even Master was injured by his hands.

"Take me there!"

Follow the younger brother to the Cangdan Pavilion, this is the forbidden area of ​​the Jiuyang Sect, and the disciples of the sect are not allowed to enter this place unless they allow it.There are all kinds of elixir hidden here, which can help to cultivate immortality.If the demon clan gets the elixir, the power of the demon will increase greatly and become even more rampant, and it will be a disaster for the world at that time.

The body of the demon king is a giant spider spirit with thousands of years of cultivation. After absorbing the Yuan Dan of countless little fairies, his hostility increased greatly and he became a demon.

The head of the Jiuyang faction, Qinghe Zhenren, was fighting with the demon king at this time, and his blue robe was covered with blood. Several disciples of the Jiuyang faction wanted to come forward to help, but they were blocked by the poisonous sting from the demon king, spitting out black blood. Blood.

Ci Shang held the sword and flew up, facing the demon king.Qinghe Daoist, who was fighting with the demon king, saw Cishang coming up to greet him, and shouted, "Nonsense, go back!"

The skill of the Demon King is not trivial, even though Ci Shang is the most talented among the many disciples, he is not his opponent.When Daoist Qinghe was distracted, a sharp foot of the demon king pierced his abdomen, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Master!" Ci Shang yelled, swiping his sword and slashing at the demon king's long legs.The demon king moved quickly, spitting out spider silk like cotton wool from his mouth, wrapped the cup in mid-air, and the cup bounded by his hands and feet fell vertically, and then, the long legs like bayonets were about to stab him.

A white figure passed under the demon king's feet, and took away the immobile cup.

Slowly falling on the marble stone platform, Ziyue's fingering wind melted the spider silk on Cishang's body.

The untied Cishang held Ziyue's hand and hurriedly said: "You go first, this is a housework of the Jiuyang Sect, and you should not be involved."

Ziyue turned her head to look at the devilish demon king, and said calmly: "It is the duty of the heavens to balance the three realms, to kill and eliminate demons, and I should be the one to keep today."

After finishing speaking, she raised her arm and imagined a blue-colored spiritual sword out of thin air in her hand. Zi Yue grasped the hilt of the sword and drew an arc in the air, then flew up lightly to meet the demon king.

"Wait for me!" Ci Shang flew after him.A strand of spider silk came out from the mouth of the demon king, and Ziyue raised the spirit sword to summon the sky fire, and the spider silk was burned to ashes in mid-air and scattered on the ground.

Ziyue put away the sword and landed on the ground, and the cup also fell to the ground, holding the sword against his shoulder, "Beware of the poisonous thorns on his body, you and I will attack his head with all our strength."

As soon as the words fell, the two flew up together and attacked his head.The demon king's forefoot was set up to block the sky spirit cover, his red eyes were full of murder, and he let out a roar, and then a strong light shot out from his mouth, and the dazzling white light was divided into several beams and scattered towards the surroundings.

Zi Yue dodges easily, Cishang raised his sword horizontally to block, but unexpectedly the impact of the strong light was too strong, and he was knocked out alive.

Taking advantage of the demon king's unpreparedness, Ziyue swung her sword and drew a cold light, like a big scimitar, approaching the demon king's head, and sooner or later, one of the demon king's feet was raised to block it. cold glow.Then he waved the raised long feet into the air, and Ziyue immediately made a magic trick, creating a long chain. The demon king's feet were entangled by the long chain, and he roared and struggled wildly.

The demon king is so powerful that Zi Yue's hand holding the long chain will not be able to bear it. Cishang took the opportunity to fly over and swung the sword with all his strength. One of the demon king's long legs was cut off, and the wound kept gushing. Black viscous liquid came out.The demon king roared loudly, his voice was earth-shattering.

"Now!" Qinghe Zhenren, who was seriously injured, shouted loudly.

Cishang and Ziyue were about to give him a fatal blow, when the demon king exploded, and thousands of poisonous thorns flew out of his body, as thin as a cow's hair and as dense as raindrops.Ziyue flew to Cishang's side, squeezed the magic spell in her hand, and formed a blue barrier in front of her body, blocking the poisonous thorns from the barrier.

The demon king, who had lost one leg, went berserk, waving his long steel-knife-like legs indiscriminately, and the two were scattered and fell to the two sides.Before Cishang could gain a firm foothold, the demon king's long legs swept over him, and he was unable to dodge, his arm was cut, and he had no time to react, another blow from the side caught him off guard, and Cishang was knocked out, spitting out blood from his mouth.

Zi Yue landed beside him, her brows furrowed, Cishang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Ziyue made a magic trick, and a ray of light engulfed the cup, "Wait for me to come back." She raised her sword and stood up, heading towards the crazy demon king again.

The Jiuyang Mountain was shrouded in dark clouds, and there was a lot of thunder and lightning. The place of comprehension that was originally like a fairy palace became a killing field for Shura, and there was a miasma of smoke everywhere.

The battle between immortals and demons lasted for a long time, and the winner was not determined.There was a trace of blood on Ziyue's lips. The demon king was so powerful that he didn't see his momentum weaken after fighting for so long. If the saw continued, he would definitely lose.

The demon king opened his mouth and spat out a ball of spider silk. Ziyue made an astonishing move at this time, and quickly broke into the demon king's mouth before it closed.

Seeing this scene in the distant barrier, Ci Shang almost collapsed, shouting hysterically: "Zi Yue!"

After the demon king swallowed Ziyue, he made a laughing sound, which was extremely strange.His eight feet moved towards the Tibetan alchemy pavilion, and his long steel-knife-like feet landed on the marble floor with a crisp sound.

The seriously injured disciples of the Jiuyang faction desperately guarded the Cangdan Pavilion, holding their swords and lining up against the wall to prevent the demon king from moving forward.

Suddenly, the demon king raised his head to the sky and screamed like a scream, and the whole Jiuyang Mountain trembled.The blue light emitted from his mouth that was opened with all his strength did not seem to come from his own body.

The demon king waved his long legs wildly, struggled and roared, and the marble floor in front of the Tibetan alchemy pavilion was shattered by his long legs and turned into ruins.At this time, there was thunder and lightning in the sky, and he screamed hysterically at the sky. In an instant, the blue light in his mouth became stronger and stronger, and with a loud noise, the demon king's head exploded in the blue light.The last roar was drowned in the thunder and lightning.

But after the lightning and thunder, everything on Jiuyang Mountain returned to normal. Several long legs of the demon king were scattered on the ground, leaving half of the wreckage smoking black smoke.

"Zi Yue!" Ci Shang roared again, and what responded to him was the boundless silence.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a white figure came out of the thick fog. He was not in a hurry, with a slight smile on his brows and eyes, and a trace of blood on his lips. "Why are you so loud?"

Ci Shang had tears in his eyes, it turned out that he was not dead.

Zi Yue walked up to him and waved his sleeves, and the barrier around Cishang disappeared.Cishang got up from the ground, rushed over to hug him, and kept tightening his arms, "Do you know how scared I was just now?"

There was an invisible smile on his pale face, and he said in a gentle voice, "Didn't you come back?"

Ci Shang buried her head in the crescent of his neck, "In the future, you must never..."

Before he finished speaking, the person in his arms lowered his eyes, the sword in his hand fell to the ground and disappeared into a ray of light, and his body was about to slide down, Cishang hugged him tightly, his lips trembled, and a drop appeared from the corner of his eye. Crystal tears, but hugged him tightly and did not let go.He finished his sentence word by word, "Don't worry me in the future."

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the sun in the sky cast a few rays of golden light through the layers of black clouds and fell on Jiuyang Mountain.

Ci Shang knelt down on the ground, hugged him tightly in his arms, his eyes were empty, and he didn't say a word.

Seriously injured Qinghe Daoist was helped by his disciples and sighed, "His immortal essence was injured by the miasma in the demon king's body, and it may be difficult for him to recover within hundreds of years."

The miasma of monsters is incompatible with the immortality of gods, and the miasma in monsters is the most dense.Although Ziyue used the immortal barrier to protect the immortal essence, but when the demon king detonated the miasma in the demon king's body by citing the immortal method, his immortal essence was injured by the miasma.

For those injured by miasma, even the elixir of Taishang Laojun will not help.

At this time, hundreds of white butterflies flew in the air, this kind of butterfly had been seen before, and it was on the Black Bamboo Mountain.

White butterflies danced around Ziyue's side, wanting to bring their master back to heaven.

Qinghe Zhenren said: "Ci Shang, let him go back to heaven."

"No, the disciple wants to accompany him." The voice was low and hoarse, his hands were tightly grasped, he was afraid that if he let go, he would never see him again.

The surrounding butterflies hadn't dispersed yet, sometimes landed on Zi Yue's hands, sometimes landed on his hair crown, Cishang hugged him tighter and tighter, determined not to let the butterflies take him away.

After circling for a long time, the white butterflies turned into stars and disappeared into the air.

In turn, demon red petals floated in the sky, they were Bianhua flowers from the underworld.Ci Shang raised his head, only to realize that he had been brought into another illusion.

It was pitch black all around, only the demon red petals of the other side were dancing, falling on Zi Yue's snow-white robe, about to drown him.Cishang patiently brushed away the bewitching red petals that fell on Zi Yue's robe one by one.

The flowers with the atmosphere of the underworld are not worthy of falling on the noble and flawless Zi Yue.

At this time, a man in a black robe came out from the darkness. He had a pair of red phoenix eyes, jet-black hair hanging down his waist, and he stepped on demon red Bana flowers.

Cishang has practiced Taoism in Jiuyang Mountain for more than [-] years, so he naturally knows that he is the Lord of the Underworld.Subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly, vowing to protect him to the death, "As long as I'm here, you can never take him away."

Pluto dismissed him, "He is a fairy, and he is not under the control of this king. If he wants to take you, he will take you away."

He ignored the words, life and death seemed unimportant to him, at this moment he just wanted to hold the person in his arms and live forever.

Pluto seemed dissatisfied that he, a mere mortal, did not take him seriously as the king of the underworld. He frowned and said angrily, "His immortality was injured by miasma. If the condition is good, he will wake up in a few hundred years, otherwise he will sleep forever. Why, are you willing to let him sleep like this?"

Ci Shang said word by word: "You don't need to worry about this matter."

Pluto showed displeasure on his face, and snorted softly, "This king never cares about other matters, but, today, only this king can save him."

Hearing this, Cizhang raised his head and looked at Pluto who was not far away, Pluto said to himself: "This king's Soul Gathering Orb can gather the souls that have been scattered and restore his immortality that was injured by miasma. Naturally, it is not a problem."

Cishang looked down at Ziyue, who had her eyes closed tightly, and then at Pluto, "Tell me, what will you do to save him."

Stepping on the petals and walking in front of Cishang, the corners of Pluto's lips curled up, "I will exchange it with your life."

"it is good."

"Tsk, that's a straightforward answer." Pluto took a few steps around him, "You are a mortal, you will turn into a ghost after death, and you will fall into reincarnation and reincarnation."

In Pluto's hand, a Bianhua flower appeared in his hand, and he picked off the petals one by one. He quietly said: "Don't worry, this king will not leave you alone. After Immortal Ziyue regains her immortality, she will have to go down to the mortal world to go through calamities before she can come back again." Go back to heaven, and you will meet him again in the next life." All the petals of a Bana flower were removed, leaving only a bare stem, and he deliberately emphasized, "However, if we meet again in the next life, you are destined to hate him. "

"Whether I love or hate him in the next life is up to me to decide."

The corner of Pluto's lips curled up, "It's wrong, it's up to me to decide, because I want you to hate him."

Ci Shang glared at him sharply, "I don't understand, why did you do this?"

"Because, this king also wants to let him taste what it's like to be hated by the one he loves."

Ci Shang glared at him sideways, "Unreasonable!"

"This king's condition is so unreasonable, it depends on whether you agree or not."

Ci Shang clenched his teeth, and hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to rub the person into his own flesh and blood, and leaned against his cold face.

Cishang gently placed him on the ground covered with Bianhua flowers, knelt down beside him, brushed a stray hair from his cheek, then bent down and kissed his forehead.

Standing up, walking in front of Pluto, Cishang clenched his fists and stared at him seriously, saying: "If you don't keep your promise, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

Pluto raised the corners of his lips slightly, and with a flick of his sleeves, he closed his eyes and passed out. His body floated in mid-air, and the falling flowers of the other shore enveloped him.

"I didn't expect that the majestic lord of the underworld would hold grudges like this." In the dark space, a man wearing a blue robe appeared. There was a faint light around him, which was eye-catching in the darkness.

Pluto had a gloomy face, "How dare you break into the illusion set up by this king."

"You were clearly ordered by the Jade Emperor to come here to heal the wounds of Immortal Ziyue, but you abused your personal power. If I don't come with you to see, I don't know what immoral things you will do."

"You have also seen that this mortal is willing, no wonder this king."

"Are you willing to know for yourself?"

"He deserves it."

Immortal Lanzhou frowned, "What happened back then was not the fault of Immortal Ziyue, why didn't you understand?"

Pluto clenched the hand under his sleeve, and said quietly: "I don't care whose fault it is, it's him who made me lose my love, and I want him to repay you double!"

"You are really stubborn." Immortal Lanzhou didn't argue with him, went to pick up Immortal Ziyue who was on the ground, and looked at his pale face with complex expressions in his eyes.

Pluto sneered at the side: "You have admired Immortal Ziyue for hundreds of years, but you lost to a mortal in the end."

Immortal Lanzhou remained silent, holding Immortal Ziyue in his arms and walking in front of Hades, "Don't forget that you were ordered by the Jade Emperor to restore the immortal essence for Immortal Ziyue."

"Why are you so anxious, whether it's public or private, this king can save him, isn't it?"