9000 years

In the spring of the 4804th year of Tianyuan, one of the four sacred lands, the northern border.

The leaves of the evergreen cloud trees fall down one by one, the boundless fire engulfs the voices of people trapped in the barrier like a fog barrier, the black and steep green hills serve as the scene, the turbulent flames invade wantonly, The enchantment was burned into a violent box, and countless creatures cried and wailed, and it was burned from the beginning to the end in an instant, without even a trace of ashes remaining.

Black clouds weighed down on the top, and on top of the clouds stood countless gods with indifferent faces. They were all dressed in white, as if they had received uniform training, and even the height of their eyes were surprisingly the same.

Perhaps there were no entertainment programs in the sky, and a group of people watched the fire, without squinting, with a straight body, and it took a long time to look at it.

Under the clouds came a little heavenly soldier in a panic. The man ran with his hat crooked and his clothes tilted. He walked a long way and bowed his head. It's all burned."

The fairy standing on the cloud still had an expression on his face, his eyes moved for a while and then looked back, turning a deaf ear to him.

I couldn't see anything clearly, except for the thick black smoke.

A voice that seemed to contain a smile resounded across the clouds, "Oh? So fast?"

All the immortals were stunned, and suddenly they all turned their heads. There was no one in sight, only an imperceptible breeze brushed their faces, carrying a clear fragrance of peach blossoms.

"See Emperor Fengling."

Following the shouts of all the immortals, a peach-colored phoenix robe slowly fell from the clouds that were several years above where everyone was. The phoenix robes were layered on top of each other, white on top of pink, like peach blossoms blooming in the clouds.

However, no one dared to look up, even Tianjun, who was supposed to speak, stood in front of him silently, nodding his head slightly.

The visitor held a fan in his hand, scanned all the immortals with his eyes, opened it casually, and suddenly set off a gust of wind.

"Your Majesty is really a good method, to wipe out people so quickly?"

There was no sound above the clouds for a while, and even the air seemed to be frozen. The man surrounded by the immortals carefully looked at the person, and the words he wanted to say twisted twice in his throat, but he swallowed them.

The person who came here still looked calm and calm, "I have only retreated for a few days, and I took a nap, and I can't keep up with what happened. Come on, one of you can tell me, this Dragon Palace is Who burned it?"

The surroundings were completely silent, Xuanli's words seemed to be pushed into the air, and he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

"Just..." The man on the cloud suddenly raised his hand, pointing to an inconspicuous little fairy in the crowd, "This fairy, tell me."

"Ah?" Xiao Mengxian, who was named, stared at her with a look of incomprehension, "I...I..."

Xuanli was not in a hurry, he stood on the cloud and looked at him lightly, there was no aggressiveness in his eyes, and there was even a hint of gentleness in his eyes, but the little fairy official who stood there was sweating one after another. Take it easy, "I" didn't come up with a reason for a long time.

Who doesn't know that Emperor Fengling, the number one demon in the heavens, is more frightening when he smiles than when he doesn't.

"......I have no idea."

"Ah, it's okay."

He quickly opened the fan in his hand, a gust of wind blew up on the ground, the barriers on all sides were broken in response, and the thick smoke dissipated instantly.

Everyone's calm faces seemed to be cracked along with the dissipated thick smoke, panic and astonishment, all of them were different, only fear was present in everyone.

The man on the cloud finally suppressed his smile, his bland facial features showed a chill, his gaze was as sharp as a knife in the shadow cast by eyelash feathers, he was facing the light, and the sun cast his figure stretched and gloomy. It suddenly became cold.

"Since you don't know, you might as well go down and see for yourself. If there are any survivors..." He deliberately paused, and the people below became more and more frightened, "Catch them, and I will take them back and raise them in the pond to watch the scenery .”

There is no one in the Three Realms who dares to raise a dragon in a pond to watch the scenery in this world.

The clouds that had been lifeless all morning finally clustered together, and the named little fairy official was about to cry, and knelt on the cloud with a "plop", "Emperor, please spare me! Xiaoxian...Xiaoxian ..."

"Forgive me?" Xuan Li smiled, "Your life is not in my hands."

For the last few words, he deliberately slowed down his voice, and his eyes fell on the man in the middle of the crowd along with the voice. The crown of beads covered his eyebrows and eyes. In the plain white robe, it is dazzling and lonely.

"Dijun," after a long while, the man standing in the middle finally opened his mouth, and his eyes slowly met Xuanli's, but he lowered his gaze after only a moment, "I set the Dragon Palace on fire without authorization."

The fan in his hand swept towards Tianjun with a strong wind.

"Who gave you the guts?"

The sound stopped along with the blade of the fan, and it stopped two inches away from the face. A smear of vermilion light was attached to it, reflecting the pure white fan brightly and brightly, as if it was about to bleed.

The fan is Xuanli's magic weapon, a fairy that was born naturally at the beginning of the prehistoric world. It can't be obtained by coincidence, and it can't be used by people who have a predestined relationship. Although it is a fan, it is much sharper than any weapon in this heaven. People say, The wind of Xuanqing in the South China Sea can defeat everything in the world, and it is the Xuanqing fan in Xuanli's hand.

Tianjun's expression didn't move, but his heart was shaking like chaff, Xuanli was really angry this time.

In the past, no matter how big a mistake he had done, this person would at most criticize him a few times, never before had he met with swords like this.

But in the final analysis of this matter, other than this, there is no other way. If it is not the Dragon Clan that is wiped out today, it may be the Tiangong, but he dare not say.

The fan that stopped in front of Tianjun suddenly exploded, and the white as snow fan surface flowed with dazzling red light, covering everyone under the fan surface.

The voice above the head was deep and cold: "Go, look it over carefully, the dust pond has been empty for too long, it needs to be raised with some living things."

The swarm of gods couldn't help but rush down the clouds calmly, stepping into the stench of ruins one after another.

It was all burned up, even the steps made of sacred stones were burned out of shape, what else is left?

When the world first opened, the Dragon, Phoenix, Xuanwu, and White Tigers were born at the same time, dominating the sacred lands of the four directions and suppressing evil spirits.The dragon is the head of the four clans. He is incensed by the world and regarded as the emperor by mortals. He is born superior to others. He lives in the northern region, which is also the most affluent place among the sacred lands of the four directions. , Naturally unwilling to be inferior to others.

Now I don't know who was instigated by who, but he openly contended with the heavens, hitting the stone with an egg, and seeking his own death.

However, if this is the case, the lips are dead, the teeth are cold, and the four gods are dead, how can the heaven be stable?

Xuanli came down from the clouds, Yifeng turned a corner, and sat straight on the fan.

"Your Majesty, is the prince alright?"

The person on the fan rested his chin, looking lazy, changing his face like flipping through a book, and in a blink of an eye, he was smiling again, which really matched his moody personality.

"Thank you, Dijun, for your concern. My son is very good." Rao was sitting on his head, but the voice of the man below was still quiet, and there was no clue.

"Well, since that's the case, why not let the little prince come to Shangwu Palace for a few days, it will be lively and lively."

After all, the man lazily stretched his waist, as if he didn't want to listen to the man's answer, as if it didn't matter if you said it or not.

The person under the fan paused for a moment before opening his mouth, and there was a muffled sound in his throat: "Yes."

Although there are heavenly kings in the heavens, they seem to be supreme, but in fact there are several mountains on their heads. Throwing away the few heavenly kings who hide from the world, just one Xuanli is enough for everyone to suffer.

It is said that the Fengling Emperor of the Heaven Realm was only [-] years old when he passed the catastrophe and became the emperor. His sleeves are fragrant, his eyebrows are spring breeze, and he has a dignified and upright appearance. He has a strange personality, seemingly gentle and meek, but in fact he is indifferent, moody, and his mind goes well. Even if he goes to his Shangwu Palace for a roll, it doesn't matter.

It's a pity that there is only such a phoenix left in the Three Realms. What else can I do besides pampering it?

Fortunately, he seldom participates in the affairs of the heavens, and allows these juniors to make noises. Unless there is some major event that the gods cannot solve, he will show his face and give pointers. After years of accumulation, the "Phoenix God" is almost becoming a legend. Countless fairies worked hard day by day, the threshold of Lingxiao Hall was smooth and slippery, and Xuanli was never seen, and rumors came out from nowhere that the Fengling Emperor actually liked men!

For a while, rumors spread everywhere, and rumors spread in the Three Realms. What's even more amazing is that the person involved acquiesced indifferently, and replaced all the serving fairies in Shangwu Palace with fairy officials, and later set up a special one in the mansion. Small room, moving in and out every day, naturally a little ashamed to say it, of course, these are the gossip of the boring fairies and officials in the sky, as for what kind of books they moved in, no one except Xuanli himself knows.

It's a pity that until today, only one person lives in this Shangwu Palace, and neither men nor women can go to the branches overnight.

Xuanli looked at the crowd below indifferently, he was really tired, he hurriedly interrupted the progress of cultivation and ran over, but it turned out to be a step too late, if the burns were really clean this time, he really couldn't do anything He explained to the ancestors above his head.

No matter how powerful he is, he is nothing more than an emperor. Can he control these gods in the sky, can he control the Three Realms?

The monster clan has been ready to move for a hundred years, the northern border is trapped again, and the door is wide open, so it is difficult to defend.

"Found it, ha, found it."

Someone in the crowd yelled, and then a white figure stood up. Xuan Liben followed the sound and looked over, but now he was blocked by the heads one after another, and he couldn't tell who was who.

A little fairy officer hurriedly ran out of the crowd, holding a bunch of colorful things in his arms, suddenly stuck in the scorched gray surroundings, very dazzling.

The visitor lifted the object above his head respectfully, and his voice was full of excitement: "Dijun, you are still alive."

oh?Xuanli paused, the shock in his eyes flashed, it was not easy to endure such a long time in the fire of karma!

With a light tap of the finger, the person held by the fairy officer floated into Xuanli's arms.

It was originally wrapped in a brightly colored quilt, and the quilt was covered with an indistinguishable smell of burnt fish. The quilt was tightly covered and airtight. It would be bad if some unknown object ran out and blew up his face.

However, in the quilt, there were neither unknown objects nor superfluous objects. There was only a little white dragon lying quietly. , actually fell asleep.

Xuanli really didn't know what expression to put on to deal with this situation, he jumped suddenly, the fan jumped up to the clouds with him, and everyone below breathed a sigh of relief.

Xuanli put away his fan, and slowly swept across the little doll with his palm through the quilt. Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked at the people below: "But is there anything else that hasn't been handed in?"

All the immortals were stunned and looked at each other. After a while, a small immortal official standing behind tremblingly offered a piece of jade pendant: "Di...is this what Dijun said?"

Before he could finish speaking, the pitch-black object came into Xuanli's hands. He glanced at the immortals with cold eyes, and held the jade pendant in his hand. A burst of green cloud suddenly rolled up, and there was a huge wave in the cloud. I don't know who it is under the cloud. Shouted: "It's the resurrection curse."

There are two ways to rejuvenate in this world. One is the Rejuvenation Pill in the Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace, and the other is the insane resurrection spell. Human blood is used as a sacrifice, and 77 repairs are used as a supplement. A god's lifetime cultivation is no more than a hundred times. The dragon clan should gather everyone's cultivation to save such a child.

And that piece of pitch-black jade seals all the memories of the cursed person's previous lives, and it is the phantom jade that coexists with the resurrection curse.

The gust of wind is getting stronger and stronger, like a roar that disturbs the people around, a black dragon rushes straight up, suppressing the overwhelming resentment, Xuan Li is dizzy from being pressed by the jade, and the hoarse cry rang in his ears, imitating In a blur, a teary-eyed person who was trapped in the enchantment and crying ran into his eyes, his hands were bleeding and sticking to the enchantment, staring straight at Xuanli, as if he was going to eat someone.

"Emperor." Tianjun standing under the cloud suddenly called out, Xuanli regained consciousness in an instant, his heart was beating unbearably, and something in his blood seemed to be gushing out, which made him dizzy and almost unsteady.

"Are you all right?"

At some point, Xuan Li's white robe has been replaced by a black one, and the hair that was originally loosely tied behind his back is scattered, and the black air surrounded by clouds and mist surrounds him, making it difficult to distinguish the source of the soaring resentment just now. Jade is also from Xuanli.

He raised his eyes, his red pupils seemed to burst into flames, but before anyone could see clearly, the people on the cloud had already changed back to their original attire, with their plain white hair tied behind them, meticulously.

He silently stared at the "doll" sleeping in his arms, and felt that calling it a "doll" was inappropriate. A 3000-year-old fairy god couldn't be compared to this doll, but the person in his arms was indeed a doll. It made him tangled up for a moment, and the stretched brows frowned slightly.

"Where did you find it?" His voice was cold and broad, with a sense of vicissitudes through time and space.

"Reporting to Dijun, it's here..." I really couldn't see where it was, Xiao Xianjun was anxious, and stretched out his finger to show Xuanli, "It's there."

Xuanli followed the gaze of the person, and suddenly a strange picture flashed in front of his eyes, as if the burned and dilapidated Dragon Palace was restored automatically, the place the little fairy official pointed at was a pool of fairy springs, and the water in the pool It was full of lotus flowers, and the little white dragon was hiding in the lotus roots at the bottom of the pool.

The fire burned the water dry, the lotus flower was destroyed, and half of the lotus shell sank at the bottom of the pool was burned. Xuanli broke the barrier with his own hands to disperse the thick smoke, and accidentally saved it.

He shook uncomfortably, and the picture in front of him suddenly disappeared.

His heart was heavy, he didn't understand where this sudden scene came from, he had been to the Dragon Palace before, but he had never entered the apse, and he didn't know that there was a pool in the apse, with a pool of fresh lotus flowers.

Jade?

"Today's matter, I have worked hard for all the immortals. Since people have been saved, the peace of the three realms is the most important thing. I hope all the immortals, but don't talk nonsense. For the rest, I will bother the gods." After finishing speaking, he suddenly smiled gently. After a while, "In the future, when this white dragon grows up a bit, all immortals are welcome to come to Shangwu Palace to watch."

All the immortals were stunned, the dullness that had been stuck here for nearly three hours finally melted away, and some young immortal officials even showed a little smile because of this, regardless of how disheveled and embarrassed they were.

The Tianjun who stayed in place also paused, and then saluted first: "Respectfully send the emperor."

"Congratulations to the emperor."

Xuanli smiled during the busy worship, and disappeared in a flash.