The self-cultivation of krypton gold boss [Comprehensive]

"Sink!" Following Tsuchimikado Yiyue's voice, Ryuko sank quickly without hesitation.A terrible noise filled the water, rumbling and vibrating the eardrums.Pushing away the rising air bubbles, Long Zi jumped out of the river again, and in front of him was the gate of the Kingdom of God exuding colorful splendor!

This is already the sixth dragon son.

The god of winter hangs over the river, closely watching the movement of the spring flood.As the cold dissipated little by little, she could already smell the faint fragrance of flowers belonging to the God of Spring.The god of spring is coming, and they often rub shoulders in haste as the seasons pass, one is in a hurry to go back, and the other has to face the dangerous world.

Winter God's hand caressed the hard book in her arms, and she made up her mind to fly to the sky where the God of Spring was about to come.She wanted Chun to wait a while, and not to come in such a hurry, she was not good at persuading others, but for the sake of these dragon sons and onmyojis, she was willing to give it a try.

"Wait a minute, please! Just a moment!"

She spoke hastily to the God of Spring flying from the far sky.

The spring god's dress was full of warm wind, she looked at the winter god flying towards her, after the initial surprise, she smiled slowly and gently.

"it is good."

Jiumei was so nervous that her body tensed up. She heard the voices of her brothers from the sky. The voices were all encouraging, which made her a little bit excited.Feeling the weight of the onmyoji on her head, she moved uneasily, and Tsuchimikado Itsuki stroked her forehead.

"It's okay, as long as Jiumei keeps moving forward, I will control your direction."

They have reached the downstream with the rushing river, the smallest dragon turned around, and the mighty tide was reflected in his eyes, something she had never seen before.

Bai Long closed her thick eyelashes, and when she opened them again, she let out a childish dragon cry at the same time!

go home!

She rushed through the waves more than ten feet high, but the bright moon in the cold pond came to mind; she flicked her tail to avoid the ice, but what she remembered was the lonely reflection cast by the god of the seasons; When she was in sharp pain, she didn't cry, but felt that 1000 years passed in a blink of an eye like this wave.

She was afraid, she was afraid that everything would be just a dream in the cold pool after she opened her eyes, so she moved forward desperately, as if chasing after the gate of the kingdom of God.

She felt herself soaring higher than she had ever flown.Then there was a light on the top of her head, she turned her head and saw that the Onmyoji was separating from her.

She yelled, wanting Yiyue to come back, and then belatedly remembered that it wasn't Yiyue who left, but she was leaving.

That layer of colorful light coated her whole body with a thin halo, and she gradually couldn't feel her body, and her body turned into something lighter like wind or cloud.Or light, it flies so fast, it can go anywhere.

The elder brothers approached each other intimately, touching each other's foreheads and horns, and the spring tide on the ground gradually receded.

"Xiao Jiu, let's go down and thank you!"

"Ow!"

The dragon sons that have been coated with a layer of divine light slowly cruise down, they fly in the air as if they are swimming in water.Tsuchimikado Itsuki planned to summon the dragon when he fell, but Yoshihira Minamoto turned into a white dragon to support him, and his strength was running out, so he just grabbed the dragon's horn and took a breath.

Standing in the turbulent tide, Bailong stood still, he was indeed the oldest and most powerful dragon son, and the tide was no threat to him.

"Ityue!"

"Ityue!"

The dragon sons called Tsuchimikado Itsuki's name, flew down from the sky, and flew around him and Yuan Yiheng.

"Yi Yue, come with us! Go to the worry-free kingdom of God and enjoy eternal joy!"

The white dragon called out the invitation in the mountains, but Tsuchimikado Itsuki smiled.

"I won't."

"In this world, there are people who come for me, and there are people I am willing to go for."

"Yiheng must have thought the same way, so he stayed."

The white dragon didn't speak, and the dragon sons reluctantly bid farewell, and gradually ascended to the kingdom of God in the distant sky.Tsuchimikado Itsuki waved to them with a smile and said goodbye. From a distance, he could still see Xiao Jiu's tail flicking desperately.

"Goodbye, Itsuki!"

"Goodbye, I will miss you!"

The spring tide subsided, and the little white dots in the sky were gradually disappearing. Tsuchimikado Yiyue still knelt on the white dragon's head and watched for a long time.

Parting is always disappointing, he has experienced many ghosts and ghosts, and he still cannot escape the vulgarity.

He was lowering his head slightly, trying to dispel the sadness in his heart, when suddenly a gust of wind hit his face.He raised his head, and the smallest dragon with horns on his head was wearing a white dress, filled with the splendor of the kingdom of God, and smiled at him innocently.

Long Zi leaned close to him and kissed his side gently.

"Thank you."

"Goodbye."

Following in the footsteps of his elder brother, the youngest dragon transformed into a white dragon again and flew to the heavenly kingdom of God.Just as they thought, after a thousand years of suffering, they finally found peace and joy.

And on Kamogawa, which was gradually calming down, the God of Spring and Winter passed by after looking at each other.There is a warm tenderness in Winter God's heart. The story about Onmyoji and Ryuko that happened this winter is enough for her to savor it carefully in the remaining three seasons.When the four seasons reincarnate again, maybe she will be able to meet this onmyoji and the new and vibrant stories that happened around him.

"...Please wait!"

This time, it was Chunshen who stopped her.Chunshen pressed down the hem of her dancing skirt, as if a little cramped, she raised her hand, and the glamorous red plum blossoms bloomed on the hem of Winter God's skirt.

"I think this flower is very suitable for you." Chunshen pursed her lips and said sincerely.

"May I write to you in the future?"

She will send a letter from the warm sun with the fragrance of flowers in spring, carrying rain in summer, full of wind and moon in autumn, and then sending it into the lonely midwinter, and it will fall on the branches of plum blossoms, like a well-fed bird Birds, chirping the knowledge of the four seasons.

Winter God didn't know what to say, she seemed to be slightly nodded, but she didn't seem to.Then, following the law of the four seasons, she hurriedly flew back to the kingdom of God in the sky.

letter……

The God of Winter caressed the newly added plum blossoms on the skirt, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Kamogawa flows slowly, making the sound of ice hitting from time to time.

Minamoto Yoshihira carried Tsuchimikado Itsuki to the shore and transformed into a human form again.He has no regrets about refusing to go to the blissful but illusory kingdom of God.

His identity, his identity as the son of Gao Longshen in this life, no one knows except a few people.He didn't tell Yuan Xinzhi either, so what's the point of telling him?What difference does it make if he is a pure white dragon's child or a high dragon god's child?He looked at the back of his hand which still had fine scales, and found that he had indeed been thinking less and less about the past.

Even if such a powerful picture scroll that reminds him of his past has not kept him, then the years of walking alone as the head of the family will really gradually fade away.

He remembered when he was young, when he was still playing tricks on the head elder.At that time, there was no little bastard. He rode in Gongqing's bullock cart, and after expelling the monsters, he passed a deep valley, and a tall Yaba tree grew on the cliff.

He didn't know what this red and almost ominous flower was, so he asked the other onmyojis accompanying him.

【Ah... this is sea pomegranate, also called Chun. 】

[Sea pomegranates are exhausted, and the mountain cherry blossoms are not yet flying. 】

[That's the flower. 】

He stared at the flower in a daze, and the whole flower fell, beautiful and sad.

He asked the onmyoji to pick up a few fallen flowers for him, not to break the branches, but to pick up a few fallen flowers.The onmyoji went and came back again, and there were indeed a few red flowers scattered in his bosom.The Onmyoji respectfully handed him the complete red flower that he had picked up, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded him.

【Master Laiguang, this tsubaki is not a flower for the public, you should throw it away after enjoying it. 】

[Otherwise... the Great Elder might blame him. 】

He responded lightly.

Sakura on both sides of the Avenue leading to Ping Anjing opened, but he only held the safflower of Chun.This flower blooms in the valley. He feels that the flower is highly clean, humble and arrogant, and he will fulfill his heart than the noisy Sakura.

But he couldn't even bring Luohua into Genji because he had no power.

When he finally obtained the supreme power, the dream of the red flowers in the deep valley had long since faded from his memory. The whole red flower came to see him.

They hadn't broken up yet.

[Brother Guang, I heard that there was a big toon in ancient times, and it took eight thousand years as the spring and autumn, which is very remarkable. 】

The little bastard's eyes are always bright, as if there are always happy things in the world that make him dizzy.

He responded like an onmyoji back in the day.

[This is not a flower of Feng Gongren, if you appreciate it, throw it away. 】

【why? 】

【……what why? 】

[Why do you have to throw it away because it is not a flower of the public? 】

[It's like if you are not a human being, you will be expelled. 】

【but why……】

[Where did you get so many why!Have you learned all the techniques I taught you? 】

The little bastard then stopped talking, he thought that this topic was over, but he didn't expect to think of this old incident at night.He kept his eyes open in the dark until dawn, and finally smiled ironically.

The Great Elder was right, his today is his tomorrow, and he has become such a person after all.

Holding the mood of self-loathing, he looked down at the morning light climbing up the window edge little by little, but the shadow followed him like a shadow, making this light never fall into the room under the huge roof.

He heard a slight movement, so he closed his eyes slightly and pretended to be asleep, but in fact he still opened a crack to observe.

The little bastard sneaked in cautiously holding a porcelain vase. There were piles of red and white flowers in the vase. He couldn't see clearly, but felt that the vase was noisy.The little bastard observed him cautiously, then slipped quietly to the desk, put the vase on it firmly, and took a few steps back to admire it, as if he was very satisfied.

[Does it look good? 】

【good-looking! 】

The little bastard replied unconsciously, and then his body froze, he paused for a while, and then slowly turned around with his head drooping.

【Brother Guang, I was wrong. 】

The little bastard admitted his mistake honestly, and secretly raised his eyes to look at his expression.In normal times, Yuan Yiheng would have definitely caught him and taught the brash little bastard a lesson, but he didn't do that today.

He sees flowers.

A bunch of red toon and a bunch of cherry blossoms are inserted in the bottle. The cherry blossoms are double petals that are almost moonlight, making the red flowers more dazzling.

[When I went to that valley, I saw Tsubaki, and there was a cherry tree blooming next to her, it was very beautiful, I want Brother Guang to see it too. 】

[Just...begged for a few flowers and returned. 】

Unexpectedly, he didn't reprimand, and waved him away.The little bastard was overjoyed immediately, and ran away without a trace when he went out.

He faced the vase of flowers alone, and finally did nothing.

The hazy sky light gradually spread in, and shone on the head-turned camellia branch. This flower seemed to be stubborn and arrogant, and it disliked the noise of cherry blossoms and refused to approach it.When the sliding door closed, there was a slight vibration, and the red flower trembled slightly, turned around and fell over.

They are clustered together after all.

The author has something to say:

The sea pomegranate is almost exhausted, and the cherry blossoms are not yet in bloom. ——Poems written by Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty.

Chun's flower language is "respect, love, noble and rational beauty", I think it is very suitable for Brother Guang.Moreover, Tsubaki is the flower of the prodigal, not the flower of the public. Although the posture is noble, it is still subject to some prejudices of the world, similar to the relationship between humans and non-humans. All kinds of hints can be interpreted according to Guangge's current situation. Hahaha.

The last story [Long Scroll of Drunken Dreams] is officially opened, and after falling in love, we will have a decisive battle www