After the return of Qing Leng Xianzun

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The golden light was just a faint ray at first, like the light of a firefly, but it soon became thicker and thicker, and the raging fire dissipated wherever the light touched. Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura surged from everywhere, and that aura flowed all over the limbs and bones in an instant, as if a pair of dexterous hands brushed past, and the broken meridians were repaired bit by bit...

And Ye Yunsang had already exploded his spirit core, but suddenly there was a golden light at the position of the original spirit core. The golden light flickered and condensed into a shape, and a mighty immortal energy was born from it, nourishing his already scattered soul.

A door in the sky slowly opened, and a more intense golden light was projected down, covering the two people on the ground.

Dongfang Fei could only feel that his already shattered consciousness was condensed and formed little by little, and there was some extremely warm force lingering around him... His body could not help but fly up.

In the golden light, the voice of the immortal was faint, and the crane and phoenix circled and flew around. The two figures were lifted up by the golden light and flew towards the gate in the sky.

On that day, the whole world witnessed this miracle——

The Immortal Venerable Fu Cang, the ancestor of the innocent demon, successfully broke through the Mahayana period, and ascended through the tribulation.

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Long white clouds drifted, the immortal energy was abundant, and cranes flew around in the far distance.

The fairyland has been peaceful and peaceful for hundreds of years, and the gods are so Buddha that they cannot be Buddha again.

There has been no war for many years, and there has been no turmoil in the three thousand worlds below, and the immortals have not asked when they will marry the Queen of Heaven. The servant boy stumbled and ran in, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not well!"

The Emperor of Heaven seemed to have gotten used to it, and glanced at him, "What's wrong with being so flustered? After all, what trouble did Sun Chen Xingjun get into?"

The little servant boy panted, "No, it's not Mr. Chen Xing, it's... it's..."

"What is it? Be careful and hesitate to throw you to feed the rabbits." The Emperor of Heaven is a bad-tempered dragon.

"It's Dongmu Shenjun and Beixuan Shenjun who came back, and they both woke up at the same time! They are still... still on the immortal platform," the little servant boy said with a look of horror on his face, "Your Majesty, go and have a look!" It's too late The Temple of Heaven was demolished.

As if the Emperor of Heaven was struck by lightning, he instantly felt that the whole dragon was not well.

It's over, why did these two ancient gods suddenly wake up?

These two have always been at odds with each other. They have always been the kind of king who doesn't see the king, and almost fights when they meet. Poke another hole...

Later, for some reason, the two of them descended to the earth at the same time to experience calamities, and then the Heavenly Court gained 4000 years of peaceful life.

Not only are they back now, but they are returning at the same time?

It's over, his Dengxiantai will be demolished alive!

It's worth it!

You must know that it took nearly ten thousand immortals to spend half of their skills to build this immortal platform without sleep or rest for thousands of years.

If it is demolished, the gods who descended to earth will never be able to return normally!

The Emperor of Heaven couldn't sit still for a moment, and hurried to Dengxiantai.

Dengxiantai has always been the place where the little immortals who are new to the fairyland come, but now there are many fairy families gathered, including Yuelao, Simou Xingjun, Tuota Tianwang, and of course Daychen Xingjun who always likes to join in the fun.

Everyone looked at the two immortals standing in the center.

One is Dongmu Shenjun, who is majestic and imposing in white Shengxue, and his appearance is as cold as the sky, and he looks very cold and not to be offended; the other is Beixuan Shenjun, wearing a purple costume, with a long body and a jade facade like Peach blossoms, the immortal energy is as majestic as the sea, and it is difficult to tell which of these two people has the better cultivation level.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have just woken up, and they were still a little dazed.

However, with the recovery of memory, a crack appeared on Dongmu Shenjun's indifferent face that has not changed for thousands of years, and he looked at Beixuan Shenjun with complicated and surprised eyes, "You..."

Shenjun Beixuan also looked at him with twinkling fox eyes, as if thousands of emotions were stirring, he took a step forward.

I'm coming!Sure enough, it's time to fight!

The onlookers became nervous,

But at this moment, something flashed across the wrists of the two of them, and then a thin red thread appeared, one end was wrapped around the wrist of Dongmu Shenjun, and the other end was wrapped around the wrist of Beixuan Shenjun superior.

The red thread is crystal clear, bright red, like the blood flowing from the heart, and it is still shining slightly.

The immortals were stunned.

Isn't that the best marriage red line in Yuelao's hands?How could it appear in the hands of this pair of powerful enemies?

Who eats a bear heart and a leopard dares to tie this on them?Now these two people are afraid that the sky and the earth will be darkened!

All the gods and gods looked ashen as they watched the two approaching each other step by step...

Suddenly, a loud roar came from a distance, "Wait a minute!"

Everyone heard the sound and saw Yue Lao in red robe stumbling over from not far away, he came in a hurry and lost one of his shoes, his chubby and kind face was full of anxiety, he struggled to push aside the crowd All the immortals squeezed in and took a look, their small eyes suddenly lit up!

Sure enough, the marriage line... really brightened and turned red!

One late night 4000 years ago, Yuelao got drunk, and unintentionally drew a red line between the two deadly rivals, Dongmu Shenjun and Beixuan Shenjun. Let’s come to his Yuelao Mansion together to inquire about crimes. After seeing that the other end of the red line is actually each other, Dongmu Shenjun’s complexion is instantly livid, and Bisheng Beixuan Shenjun said very awkwardly, “Yo, it seems that we will be together in the future. Calling you lady? Miss Feifei?"

Dongmu Shenjun sneered and directly blasted over, Beixuan Shenjun was not to be outdone, the two fought upside down, not only demolished the Yuelao Palace, even the Heavenly Emperor's Lingxiao Palace was blown down, countless gods were affected and injured I don't know how many.

Of course, the red thread of Yuelao Palace was also blasted into countless scum, which fell into countless mortal worlds, and automatically brought out countless evil fates.

Because there are too many evil fates, the red thread is polluted, the red thread in Yuelao's hand turns black automatically, and no more red thread can be born.

As the chief culprits of this matter, Dongmu Shenjun and Beixuan Shenjun, they naturally violated the rules of heaven and were sent to the lower realm to go to experience love. The robbery is successful, return to the standard.

The rules of heaven are automatically generated, and no god can change them, even the emperor of heaven is no exception.

All the gods felt that with this heavenly rule here, these two great gods would not be able to come up again.

Sometimes Yuelao secretly watched the two people's life in the lower world through the viewing mirror, and found that the two were born enemies, fighting to the death...

Every time Yuelao looked at his heart, it seemed that countless balls of wool were stuffed into his heart, and his mood was darker than the black thread in his hand.

He came and went again and again, so he didn't want to look at it again, so as not to despair.

who knew...

Yuelao looked at the bright red threads tightly entangled in the hands of the two gods in front of him, and he was in a happy mood as if he was holding countless rabbits. Although he tried his best to control it, the corners of his lips still couldn't help but cocked upwards. He didn't care All of them jumped between the two, stretched out their hands and made a stop gesture.

Dongmu Shenjun stopped and raised his eyebrows: "Yuelao, what do you mean?"

Beixuan Shenjun also narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Yuelao: "What kind of moth is going to come out of you old bastard?"

"Congratulations to the two gods on their return, you two, don't fight, don't fight, and do it slowly, Xiaoxian has something to say, something to say."

The two looked at each other with noncommittal expressions on their faces.

"speak!"

"Say!"

The aura on these two people was too strong, Yuelao was sweating nervously on his forehead, he took a deep breath, and a pair of shiny silver scissors appeared in his palm: "According to the rules of heaven, as long as the two of you can If you come back smoothly, you can cut this red thread without any punishment, and the two gods will no longer be bound by this thread... Xiaoxian will cut the thread for you two..."

Beixuan Shenjun suddenly laughed, "That's not necessary."

He casually pulled ten red threads from Yuelao's sleeve, walked towards the man in white, and said with a smile, "Afei, I don't think one is safe, so I will explain it by tying a few more. What do you think the Immortal Venerable will do?"

Everyone: "???"

"Childish." The god in white let out a laugh, turned around and left flutteringly.

The whole fairy world was stunned.

Beixuan Shenjun chased after him and held his hand, "Afei Afei, are you shy?"

"To shut up."

"It's really ruthless, you didn't say that when you were in the lower realm, what did you say, I care about you..." Ye Yunsang repeated with a smile, taking this opportunity to put the red thread in his hand in circles Wrapped up, "I can hear you clearly, don't try to renege on your debt."

"Are you itchy again? Pick a place and fight."

"How was the bed?"

"..." Dongfang Fei glanced at the face that had been waiting for thousands of years, and the veins on his forehead twitched. It was a bad time, so why did he fall on this fox.

"You don't like it? Then Yunshang can do it too." Sylvia Sylvia continued to tease him.

Dongfang Fei stopped, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and warned: "Ye Yunsang..."

Just when he was about to slap his monstrous face, he was suddenly pulled lightly by someone, and fell into the man's arms. Ye Yunsang hugged him, and gently wrapped his arms around his neck. Rubbing against the nest, "I'm here."

Fanxiang's breath lingered faintly, intertwined with his breath.

That's right, from the very beginning, only he could smell the Brahma fragrance. At that time, he was still wondering why Ye Yunsang, a demon, had such a holy Brahma fragrance...

It turns out that the two had a relationship as early as thousands of years ago.

"Afei...Afei...don't leave me anymore." Ye Yunsang murmured in his ear, "You don't know how scared and desperate I was at that time... If you died, what would I do if I was still alive? " Thinking of the scene where Dongfang Fei fell into his arms covered in blood, he felt palpitations and could not help hugging him even tighter.

Dongfang Fei's eyes moved, and there was a flash of tenderness. Finally, he stretched out his hand and gently hugged him back, "It won't happen in the future."

At this moment, nestled in this embrace, he felt inexplicably at ease.

The man gently pushed him to the tree, and then a gentle kiss fell, full of longing and love, but gentle as if treating the most precious treasure.

"Then it's settled, from now on, you are mine." Ye Yunsang looked into his eyes, and kissed him again, "Stamp it, and you are mine."

Dongfang Fei glanced at him, but there was a smile in his eyes, "Childish."

"I like you so much, do you like me?"

"You're not finished yet."

Ye Yunsang hugged him and frowned, "Tell me, do you like me or not, or I won't let you go. I will do what I say."

Dongfang Fei glanced at him, "You don't know?"

"I know, but I want to hear it from you." Ye Yunsang's voice changed, and she coquettishly said in a clear and youthful voice, "Master, master... I like you so much, do you like me?"

"..." Dongfang Fei glanced at him, then suddenly smiled, "Guess?" If the cold moon falls on the branches of plum blossoms, it is stunning and heart-stopping.

Ye Yunsang's eyes were drawn deep by him, and he kissed her again.

Stratus clouds are floating in the sky, the sun is rising in the far distance, and cranes are flying around in the sea of ​​clouds. The golden light falls through the clouds and falls on the two people who are embracing and kissing under the peach blossom tree. The sunshine and peach blossoms dance on the clothes of the two. , the breeze blew by, dyed a warm fragrance.

Finish.