Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen

Su Moye, the second prince of Su Merry I, even if he was hurt by A Lanruo, he had a kind of modality and demeanor, which made people both sad and pitiful, and it was rare for countless affectionate people to praise him as a son.Su Moye always thought that on Alanruo's love journey, he, the soy-sauce singer, could be regarded as a bitter actor, but after watching the Miaohua Mirror, he knew that when it came to the word bitterness, Shen Ye, the righteous master, had a lot of precedence on him. Moreover, Chen Ye's several emotional wounds were due to him as a soy saucer, and he never expected this to happen anyway.But anyway, it's a result.He has pursued this matter for more than two hundred years, nothing more than seeking a result, but the truth of this matter is so, his love and hatred seem to have lost all sustenance for a while, but in the end, this is a result.

Mo Shao himself is humble and blind with earplugs, the unexpected things, Shen Ye and Alan Ruo's past are the same, and the truth of Shen Ye's creation of Alan Ruo's dream is the same, these two are enough to shock him.However, when the third event that he had never expected was revealed before his eyes, the word shock was no longer enough to make him express his feelings. This third matter has nothing to do with Mo Shao, but has a lot to do with Dijun and his elders. At that time, in the mirror of Miaohua, Shen Ye slashed down Sanskrit Valley for three seasons with a single sword, and devoted all of his cultivation to creating Alan Ruo's dream under the guidance of God Xize.The Second Prince Su owed his hand for a moment, one hand was still connected to the frame of the mirror, he had to struggle with Shen Ye's emotions.In a daze, he heard the old man Dijun who was leaning on the side say slowly: "You go back and let me have a look."

Although Prince Su was attracted by Shen Ye's life in the mirror, he really didn't know how to turn them back. The emperor seemed to remember this too, but he was used to ordering others, so he thought for a moment while looking at him like a good-for-nothing. Pick up a pen and draw something in twos and threes and throw it into the mirror.The mirror surface is like the wrinkled spring water, rippling in circles.The picture in the mirror gradually faded away in the ripples, and Su Moye's right hand that was restrained by the frame was suddenly freed. When he raised his head and looked into the mirror again, the ripples calmed down, but what appeared on the mirror was the auspicious clouds of the nine heavens, the fairy crane Qing whistling.

Su Moye said suspiciously: "This is..." The emperor stared at the mirror with his cheeks propped up, and said lightly: "Three hundred years ago." Su Moye glanced at the familiar pavilions and pavilions in the mirror, and asked even more puzzled: "Since it is to rewind Shen Ye's life three hundred years ago, why does the nine-fold heaven appear on the mirror?" Dijun twirled the porcelain cup between his fingers and murmured: "If you guessed right..." He stopped talking halfway. The emperor seldom groaned, let alone hesitated to speak.Because pondering and hesitating to speak both represent a kind of uncertainty.Dijun is not often in doubt about things.Su Moye was surprised, and looked at the mirror again, but saw that the auspicious clouds were gradually parting, and a house appeared in the mirror of Miaohua, supported by four pillars, and the beams were set high, making the house look spacious and spacious.However, in this wide and wide room, there is nothing beside it, only a large cloud bed is eye-catching, and the cloud bed is vague, as if there is a figure lying on it.The picture in the mirror zoomed in a little bit, Su Moye was in a cold sweat, the purple-clothed and silver-haired god lying on the cloud bed, wasn't Emperor Donghua but who?However, squinting at the emperor sitting next to him alive, the emperor still turned the porcelain cup nonchalantly, looking at the mirror with a calm expression that seemed to predict everything.

Before it was too late, there was movement in front of the cloud bed.A well-dressed young fairy official approached the cloud bed, and justly changed the vase of flowers on the headboard of the bed, lit the incense burner in front of the screen, and justly replaced the sleeping The emperor straightened out the quilt.Just as the quilt was straightened out, an elderly immortal uncle entered the room.Because the young immortal officials and the old immortal officials were both in casual clothes, they couldn't see the ranks of the two, but the old immortal uncle with a gray beard saw the upright young immortal officials, but he paid a very respectful salute, saying: "Immortal Chonglin You urgently summon the old man, and you don't know why."

Chonglin, the name Su Moye had heard before. Legend has it that the emperor appointed this immortal to be the fairy envoy in the palace since he hid himself from the world in the Taichen Palace.Immortal official Chonglin is a loyal servant of the emperor, who is famous for being cautious and cautious. For tens of thousands of years, he has been a model for all the immortal envoys in the Jiuchongtian. Immortal Chonglin's serious face was frowning, and he weighed it up: "The reason for inviting Immortal Yunzhuang to come here is for an extremely important matter. The emperor fell into a deep sleep because of subduing the realm of Miaoyi and Huiming. You and I both know that the old man issued a ban. This matter must not alarm people outside the palace, so as not to cause turmoil in the six realms. Thanks to the help of Xianbo a few days ago, the fate book of Si Mingxingjun Sifanren was changed. Only one or two strokes can deceive the immortals, pretending that the emperor is interested in life, old age, sickness and death, resentment, hatred, separation of love, not being able to ask, five yins blazing, these eight sufferings of life, and reincarnated in detail. The emperor slept well. Urgent, although I didn't leave any other instructions, but I have a thought recently, which makes me extremely uneasy."

Immortal Uncle Yunzhuang took a step forward: "May I ask what makes the Immortal Monarch uneasy?" It's no wonder that he is a courtier in the Taichen Palace, and he doesn't have Jiu Chongtian's temper of beating around the bush when he speaks and does things. Chonglin sighed and said: "Although the emperor has subdued the Miaoyi Huiming Realm and locked Miaoluo, if I know that the emperor is sleeping because of this, even if Miaoluo has been imprisoned, I am worried that she will cause some trouble. I have thought about it again and again to protect the emperor from falling asleep for a hundred years, and I have come up with a solution recently. Xianbo is very good at creating souls. If Xianbo can create a soul from half of the emperor's shadow and throw it into the Sanskrit Valley... Naturally, this time If the soul is alive, he will never know that he is the shadow of the emperor, and he will never know that he is shouldering the great responsibility of guarding the Huiming Realm, but this soul will eventually have a trace of the emperor's breath. A deterrent. And the lovebirds in Sanskrit Valley live forever, once the skin turns into dust, the reincarnated soul will naturally turn back into the half-shadow of the emperor, so the emperor has nothing to worry about."

Immortal Yunzhuang was silent for a long while, then pondered: "The Immortal has considered this matter carefully, and the old man has also thought about it for a while, but this is the only feasible way. But according to the old man's opinion, after the old man creates this soul and throws it into the Sanskrit Valley However, both the immortal and the old man need to drink the water of forgetting dust and forget about it. The immortal has always been rigorous in his actions, and he agrees with what the old man does. Although the reincarnated soul is only a shadow of the emperor, it is also a part of the emperor. If you and I reveal this matter unintentionally, and someone with a heart takes it and refines and devours this soul, the emperor will definitely shake his celestial roots when he is weak in his deep sleep."

Chong Lin nodded: "Uncle Xian, you mentioned this very well." The picture in the mirror disappeared quietly after Chonglin took Xianbo out of the palace, the undulating auspicious clouds and the continuous pavilions seemed to dissolve in the water, and the Miaohua Mirror stood in front of them, like an ordinary mirror. Among the new generation of gods, Mo Shao always felt that he was not surprised at all, but today he didn't know what luck it was, and unexpected things came one after another, which made him feel overwhelmed.Until the matter in front of him was exposed, he felt that he could not calm down anymore. He didn't know what the hell Miaoyi Huiming Realm was, but stripping away this layer, what the two immortals Chonglin and Yunzhuang said in the mirror said, But it is clear, it is clear that Shen Ye is the shadow of the emperor.Shen Ye is actually the shadow of the emperor?Being struck by lightning in the blue sky and white day can't describe Mo Shao's mood at this time, but if he was struck by lightning, there should be someone who was struck more severely in front of the mirror at this time, so he couldn't help but look at the emperor.

The emperor, who should have been struck more severely by lightning, remained calm, composed, and his demeanor of serving tea remained the same. In fact, Shen Ye was his own shadow. When he first entered this place, Donghua had never thought about it. Even though he sometimes felt that the aura of this priest was a little familiar, because he was too lazy to bother, he casually thought that the two of them could cultivate together. What happened was the excuse of the same patriarchal magic.When he didn't want to use his brain much, his brain never turned.He wondered whether Shen Ye had anything to do with him, but he saw Shen Ye's power to destroy heaven and earth in the Miaohua mirror, and that world-destroying mysterious light was originally his most convenient spell.Looking back, he had guessed well, Shen Ye and himself indeed had some relationship.

But this origin is not unacceptable. Just a shadow. Knowing that Shen Ye was his own shadow was far less surprising than the day when he saw that it was an earth immortal who used the art of creation.But now, it is easier to explain why an earth immortal can use the art of creation. After all, it is his own shadow... He didn't think about the shadow in the past, and he didn't think about it thoroughly enough. Since Shen Ye is his own shadow, then Xiaobai and Alan Ruo...he raised his pen, and was about to draw Alan Ruo's portrait and throw it into the already calmed down. , In the mirror of Miaohua, outside the window suddenly there is the sound of wind and thunder.Looking up, ominous dense clouds seemed to rise from the capital... The teacup was placed on the table with a click, and the Miaohua mirror suddenly slipped into his sleeve, and he got up and hurried to the capital. When the wind and thunder sounded, Su Moye also looked out of the window, and said honestly, "The sound of thunder sounds a bit strange." A gust of wind passed by, and saw that the emperor had rushed away from the room.He has followed Dijun for so many years, and he has never seen Dijun so uneasy, so he became curious and hesitated in the future, so he followed him. The demon wind rises, and the ghost cloud rises.Donghua sailed against the wind, and landed outside the Boxin Pavilion of Princess Alanruo's mansion in the royal capital.At that moment, Shen Ye was picking up Feng Jiu from an idle couch in the pavilion.As soon as the priest put his hands on the beautiful woman's jade arms, he was blocked by a long sword nailed in time.His Highness Fengjiu, who seemed to be asleep, was caught off guard, and was lying firmly in Donghua's arms.Su Moye came down from the cloud slowly, and secretly praised the emperor for his good posture. Cang He's sword was nailed into the pillar of the pavilion, and was placed in front of Shen Ye's eyes.Speaking of which, the emperor chose the identity of Xize out of thousands of people that day, and froze the real god Xize in this realm in the Tsing Yi Cave on the back mountain of Qinan, and when he began to play the role of Xize wholeheartedly, it is true that the god Xize was originally His appearance and temperament are all floating clouds, but at least one thing he does is quite reliable-whenever he draws his sword, he at least blocks the well-known Canghe sword that he carries with him, so that people will not be surprised. Recognize this sword and see through his identity. However, at this time, the Canghe Divine Sword, the ancestor of the famous sword, was spread out under Shen Ye's nose with such a big thorn, and the tens of thousands of sections cut out by the Haoying stone on the hilt reflected the light that leaked into it. The twilight in the pavilion is almost blinding people's eyes. Su Moye expected that if there was no resistance from Cang He, Shen Ye would definitely fight back and take Feng Jiuzhong back. However, Cang He is worthy of a famous sword of a generation, and as soon as he appeared on the stage, he stunned the priest in front of him.In the silence for a moment, I heard Shen Ye slowly say "Cang He?" Since Cang He has recognized it, how could he fail to recognize the real body of the god in front of him?The young priest was silent for a moment, and he was indeed very intelligent. When he raised his eyes to look at the emperor again, his expression was unfathomable. The gods are here in person, thinking about your personal affairs?" Facing his own shadow, the expression on Dijun's face at this moment... There was no expression on Dijun's face, his eyes glanced at the empty glass jar on the stone table, and he said to Shen Ye: "The spirit of shaping the soul for Alan Ruo Ze, it seems that you have collected them all, and you have put them all in Xiaobai's body?" Su Moye raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Jiu in the arms of the emperor, and the emperor spoke calmly, it seems that there is nothing wrong with her, His Highness. Big problem. Shen Ye was silent for a while, and said: "Sure enough, there is nothing in the world that can escape the eyes of Zunshen. Although I don't know why Zunshen is here, the woman in Zunshen's arms is my obsession. I hope Zunshen will let me go." On the one hand, return her to the servants." Donghua sat on the couch next to the stone table, supported the sleeping Fengjiu against his chest, and raised his eyes slightly with one arm around him, "My man, why should I give it up to you?" Shen Ye raised his head suddenly. With a light flick of Donghua's empty hand, he removed the correction technique from Feng Jiu's body, and said calmly: "Xiaobai fell into this situation, and the body of Alan Ruo you created was replaced by her." Shocked on Shen Ye's face, he said lightly: "Xize, the former priest, is indeed an expert. If Alan Ruo is just a lovebird, he will teach you this method of resurrecting her, even if it is against the sky, it is still feasible. But Alan If it's just a soul made of shadows, it originally only has one life, and it will return to smoke and dust after one life is over. Basically, no matter how you collect her aura, you can't make a soul anymore. You can't revive her no matter what, she can't Will be back again." The jasper flute in Su Moye's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and Shen Ye said in a daze, "What did you say...?" The Miaohua mirror reappeared from the emperor's sleeve and stood on the stone table.Still holding Feng Jiu in his arms, Donghua calmly raised his hand to pick up a pair of pen and paper from the air, drew a small portrait of Alan Ruo, added a few strokes beside the small portrait, threw it into the mirror and said, "Why would she Born as a shadow, I am also a little curious, so let’s take a look together.” Different from looking at Shen Ye's life before, it was his birth at the beginning, but what appeared in Miaohua's mirror at this time was a school. Outside the school is a green hillside, and there are some spirit birds and beasts playing on the slope, and there is a sound of reading in the school, reading a section of "Prajna Sutra".The shadow of the sun moved westward, and the sound of reading gradually died down, as if school was about to leave.Before it was too late, an old fairy with a goat's beard walked out of the school with a scroll, and many students came out of the school one after another, each leading a spirit bird and spirit beast mount from the hillside, and flew away from the hill in twos and threes. Walking slowly at the end, surrounded by several handsome young men, was a girl in red.The girl's long hair is like thick clouds of splashed ink, her beautiful eyebrows are like a crescent moon, between her eyebrows is a vermilion phoenix feather flower, her eyes are like stars, her lips are dyed the color of cherry, and there is a hint of impatience in her expression.It was His Royal Highness Feng Jiu of Qingqiu. Su Moye said: "This is also, three hundred years ago?" The emperor stared at Feng Jiu in the mirror: "Two hundred and ninety-five years ago, some time before Alan Ruo was born." Saying that Alan Ruo might be Feng Jiu's shadow is just a conjecture by the emperor, but when Alan Ruo's small portrait is thrown into the Miaohua Mirror, Feng Jiu appears in the mirror, which is self-evident.This happened as he expected, Alan Ruo's soul was indeed made of Xiaobai's shadow.But why did Xiaobai put her own shadow in Fanyin Valley to reincarnate?And looking at her appearance, she doesn't seem to know that Alan Ruo is actually her shadow.This matter made the emperor a little puzzled. In the mirror, Feng Jiu gradually approached with several teenagers, and the closest to Feng Jiu were three teenagers, wearing blue shirts, white shirts, and green shirts respectively.Look at the way he is dressed, he doesn't look like an immortal from Qingqiu, but rather a boy from the Celestial Clan. When the voices of the people could be heard in the Miaohua Mirror, it was the turn of the young man in blue shirt. The young man looked affectionately at Feng Jiu, "I heard that Qingqiu is a blessed land of immortality, and I have been thinking about traveling and studying for a long time. I'm going to go for a walk every day. When I met Emperor Baizhi a few days ago, the emperor mentioned that His Highness is very familiar with the way of mountains and rivers. The day after tomorrow is a day off. I don't know if His Highness is free to accompany me for a tour. Qingqiu?" Feng Jiu looked into the boy's affectionate eyes and said, "I..." The green-shirted boy knocked the blue-shirted boy away, and looked at Feng Jiu with a pair of bright phoenix eyes: "One day is not enough to visit the mountains and rivers. I heard that His Highness is a good cook. It's not like going to the world with me on a ten-day holiday." I have a few favorite restaurants in the mortal world, and some recipes are not even in the sky, so His Highness must be very interested." Feng Jiu looked at the boy's Danfeng eyes and said, "I..." The white-clothed boy stopped the green-shirted boy and the blue-shirted boy behind him, Qiushui said to Fengjiu with melancholy in his eyes, "Eating, drinking, and having fun is not a serious thing after all. I am quite accomplished, but unfortunately these two subjects are my weaknesses, I wonder if His Highness will be free to help me make up for these two subjects during the ten-day vacation?" Feng Jiu looked into the boy's autumn eyes and said, "I..." The eyes of the three teenagers showed anticipation. Feng Jiu turned around with the expectant eyes of the three of them, raised a dozing young man from behind, and said to the young man, "I...do you have any arrangements for the ten-day vacation in the next day?" The sleepy boy rubbed his eyes, took out a small book from his sleeve, flipped through a few pages, and yawned, "Ah, Your Highness has a lot of arrangements. Emperor Baizhi has ordered that His Highness needs to visit the three of you before noon." The injuries of the gods, oh, are the three gods who broke their legs, broke their hands, and scratched their necks when you invited you to play on the last ten-day vacation and the last ten-day vacation respectively. Let me see, after noon, Your Highness, you still need to go to Zhonghu Mountain to duel with Zhiyue Immortal Fairy, this is a fight to the death, well, in this way, the only time His Highness can be free is at night." The boy in the blue shirt, the boy in the green shirt, and the boy in the white shirt became silent. Feng Jiu closed the notebook for the sleepy boy expressionlessly, turned to the three people in front of her, and said calmly and kindly: "Fighting with Zhiyue Fairy Ji Huo Bing is not as serious as a death fight, it's just a matter of removing her arm. Son, maybe I can come back by the time of You, everyone, who of you wants to wait for me?" The three teenagers looked at each other in horror, for a moment they even forgot to hold the spirit birds and beasts, and ran straight to the top of the mountain, slipping faster than a rabbit. Dijun's eyes were fixed on the mirror, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bent. It was getting late in the mirror, the sleepy boy raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Jiu, a pen appeared in mid-air, he opened the small book in his hand again, licked the tip of the pen to draw out the first few names, sighed Said: "I was scared away by you three more, although your family did make a kiss for you earlier, but there is no need to scare them like this. Although you don't have such thoughts at this time, but in case you want to be a kiss in the future Maybe we can still use them when we are here?" Feng Jiu put her hand on the brow bone, and said, "I don't have a mount, and Brother Huilang, you don't have a mount. My uncle's mount, Bi Fang, is probably too late to pick us up for something today. Look at us. Do you call Duoyun down the mountain or walk down the mountain?" The sleepy boy closed his notebook and pointed to the sky, "Hey, what is that auspicious cloud?" Feng Jiu followed his fingers and looked into the distance, not looking at the auspicious clouds, but on the horizon dyed into golden lines by the afterglow of the setting sun, a few thick clouds were indeed rolling in. Su Moye guessed that although the Miaohua mirror rectified by the emperor can see the past and present of the earth immortal, it should not be able to see the past of a Qingqiu goddess. Something to do.In the scene just now, he really didn't see any relationship with Alan Ruo, but now, when the thick clouds in the mirror cleared, he understood why the school appeared in Miaohua Mirror.The immortal who landed in front of Feng Jiu and Huilang's younger brother was Xie Guzheng, the master of the Nether Division. The life and death of mortals and even spiritual creatures at the end of life are related to three gods, one is Big Dipper Zhenjun, the second is Nandou Xingjun, and the third is the underworld Lord Guchen of the Nether Division.The South Dipper marks life, the Big Dipper marks death, and the Nether Division is in charge of the judgment of the prison after death, and also manages a reincarnation platform. Just like his name, the Lonely King also carries a solitary character in his actions, and he has been secluded in the underworld for many years. , I don't like to communicate with the immortals, and I can only see this god once a year at the great court meeting where I meet the god.In Su Moye's impression, every time they meet, this divine monarch always looks sickly and clear. Standing in front of Fengjiu this time, Mr. Lonely is still looking sick, allowing her to send away the gray wolf brother next to him, Fang pointed to a rugged mountain road in front of him and said, "Qingqiu has a good evening view, let's walk along this road Walk." Feng Jiu followed behind Xie Guchen, all the students had already returned home, the middle of the mountain was silent, when the birds returned to their nests, occasionally two birdsongs flew over their heads, the two sat down on a wishful tree, Xie Guchen sat down He took out a jug from his waist and took a sip: "There's something going on recently, I guess I should come over and let you know." Feng Jiu apologized and said with a smile: "Is it the matter of sending you wine and being late? You can rest assured about this. We are friends. Since I promised to give you a jar of peach blossom wine, I will never go back on my word. But, alas, Zheyan and my little uncle are getting angry recently, it's a time when ghosts and gods can't get close, even I'm not very good..." The conversation was cut off by Xie Guzheng: "It's about Emperor Donghua's business." Feng Jiu's smile froze on her face. Xie Guchen said: "Maybe no one in heaven and earth knows about this matter, Beidou Nandou probably didn't notice it either, probably because I'm in charge of the reincarnation platform, I only found out about it." Seeing Fengjiu listened attentively, she continued: "Recently, I combed through the living soul book and found a soul that has thrown herself into a certain place in another world. I went to investigate and found out that it was a soul with no previous life and no future. It did not come from the reincarnation platform. I will never pass through the reincarnation stage. I will be reincarnated into the world without the reincarnation stage. This kind of soul can only be created by immortals, and there are very few people who can create this kind of soul in the world. Apart from me, there are only too many people in the gods. Yun Zhuang Xianbo in the morning palace. A few years ago, I heard that the emperor was reincarnated into the mortal world 30 years later. Zhuang Xianbo used his own shadow to create a soul to go to another world to experience it first, it’s not a bad idea, and it doesn’t hinder anything.” Speaking dryly, Xie Guzhen took another sip from the jug, “The emperor is both Keeping it from all the immortals, this matter is extremely confidential, I have thought about it for a long time and told you this matter, do you know why?" The fish-tail-like sunset glow had already dissipated, and half a round of blurred moon shadows appeared on the top of the mountain. Feng Jiu lay down, looked at the misty sky and smiled, "Is it just to trick me into drinking more?" Xie Guchen squinted at her, shook the flagon, "What are you capable of in front of me, what do you have that I don't know? I drank with you seven years ago, and in the drunkenness, didn't you say that the emperor rescued you in Qinyao Mountain? You once, you thought of repaying your kindness for saving the Emperor in the Ten Evil Lotus Realm, but you were saved by him again. In the end, you still owe him a life-saving grace. Sooner or later, you need to find a time to repay him. In my opinion, this is the right time. It is better to face the shadow of the emperor than to face the real emperor, and if I ask you to go back to the Taichen Palace to meet him, I am afraid it will be a little embarrassing for you?" Feng Jiu closed her eyes and said: "You are not like you today, you talk so much." After a while, she said again, "You used to talk about heartache, and after a long time, it will naturally fade away. This is not right." Xie Guchen looked down at her: "Oh? Why?" As the evening wind blew, Feng Jiu covered her eyes with her hands: "It's been ten years, and I still remember those sad things. When I think about it, how guarded I was back then, how sad I am now." Xie Guzhen also lay down and looked at the misty night sky together: "That's because you haven't had enough time." Feng Jiu tilted her head to look at him: "Actually, I also think about those good times. Did I tell you, Dijun once built a hexagonal pavilion for me to avoid the summer heat, baked sweet potatoes for me, made sweet and sour fish, and gave them back to me. bandaged the wound." Xie Guchen said: "What else? What else has he done for you?" Feng Jiu opened her mouth: "He still... he still..." For a moment she didn't know what else to say, she turned her head away, and said for a while, "He saved me." Xie Guchen said lightly: "Saving you is nothing more than lifting a finger. In that situation, no matter who it is, the emperor will reach out to save you." He sighed and said, "Is there only this little memory of his treating you well, Feng Jiu, How many bad memories are there?" Feng Jiu looked up at the moon sky: "Bad memories...do you want to hear about the ridiculous things I did?" After a while of silence, she said, "Well, once, I changed Jun Song's picture of a short knife, Ji Heng pretended to say that she changed it, I bit Ji Heng, but Dijun scolded me and protected her, I ran out of the study in anger at that time, I don’t know why I always felt that Dijun would come to me to apologize for wronging me , Sincerely worrying that he can’t find me, what should I do, curled up at the door of his bedroom, isn’t it ridiculous?” Xie Guchen said: "Then he came to look for you?" Feng Jiu remained silent for a long time, and said, "No, he was painting with Ji Heng in the room." The moon gradually climbed over the hill, and a few fireflies gathered under the Ruyi tree, Xie Guchen said, "What happened next?" Feng Jiu unconsciously said: "Ah, later." After a while of silence, she said: "Later, Ji Heng stayed with him all the time. Although I was wronged, I actually wanted to accompany him. You know I always wanted to stay by his side at that time. But I couldn't find a suitable timing. Later... I scratched Jiheng again, and he locked me up. Chonglin saw me pitifully, and let me out to bask in the sun, but met Jiheng's pet Su Su, it...it hurt me, I accidentally fell into the river and was saved by Si Ming, and later, he married Jiheng, and I left Jiuchongtian." These are very boring things, and you must also be bored to hear them, right?" Xie Guchen frowned and said, "Since then, hasn't he said anything to you? And you left Jiuchongtian just like that?" Feng Jiu was a little distracted, and said softly: "Ah, yes." He raised his hand and looked at the sky scenery through his fingers, "Si Ming said that my kind of love for the emperor is as deep as the ocean, but in fact, this kind of love What a thing is, what an affection is, I don't quite know. Although I like him in everything, I would rather he be less nice than he is so revered and lofty. I hope he doesn't live in Taichen Palace, not Dijun, so that only I can see his goodness, I am the only one who likes him, and I will treat him very well. Zhihe once said that she had been with Dijun since she was a child Together, the relationship with Dijun is incomparable to me. I also know that there are many people who like him, but in terms of feelings for him alone, I think, among all the people, I must like him the most." Xie Guchen sighed and said: "He never knew your feelings in the past, maybe he will never know in his whole life." Then he said, "At that time he was very indifferent to you, didn't you feel sad?" Feng Jiu murmured: "How can I not be sad? But, in the end, I want to be with him. I turned myself into a pet for him, so it is natural for him to treat me like a pet. Pets are like this. Sometimes I am favored, sometimes I am not favored. He is a little indifferent to me and I feel sad, maybe I don't see myself as a pet in my heart." Xie Guzheng shook his head and said: "You are already humble enough in front of him. For him, you gave up your precious fur, respected status, family and friends. If you want to repay him, these are enough." Feng Jiu closed her eyes and said: "Abandoning these is only for my selfish desires, and this cannot be confused with repaying gratitude." After a long time, he said, "You are right, if the emperor descends to the world is a shadow, this is a good time, Dijun Since it is hidden from the immortals, it is better for me not to know where he is in another world. You might as well take my shadow, make a soul, and reincarnate where he is. I hope this time, my shadow can Repay my kindness on my behalf, save him when he is in danger, and help him get whatever he wants." Xie Guzhen stretched out his hand to hold the jug and said, "Help him get whatever he wants... If he doesn't get what he wants, will this repayment still fail?" In the wind, Feng Jiuyuan looked at the silent distant mountain under the moonlight and said, "Didn't you say that the emperor will be reincarnated in the mortal world with his body in thirty years? If it still fails this time, then I will ask Si Ming and ask the emperor to reincarnate Where and where." He said softly, "Thirty years, I think when I saw him at that time, I would definitely not be as useless as I am now." Xie Guchen sipped his wine and said warmly: "Okay, give me half of your shadow, and I will let you know whether the favor can be repaid or not." The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the scene in the mirror is like a blue sky and white sun in the haze. Alan Ruo was born in the Sanskrit Valley, and the aftermath is presented in the mirror one by one.Alan Ruo's soul flew by the river of Sixing, the shadow of the casting soul returned to Xie Guzheng's hands, Shen Ye in the pavilion staggered away, Su Moye didn't stop him, and he didn't ask where he was going. Shen Ye is a smart person, he must have guessed that he is the shadow of the emperor, he has seen that Alan is the shadow of Feng Jiu, the two shadows, their life is just a dispensable pastime in the life of others, whoever is told The matter was not immune to blows.And, as the emperor said, Alan Ruo will never come back.And why she fell in love with Chen Ye, wanted to save Chen Ye, no matter what Chen Ye wanted, she would do her best to let him get it, Su Moye finally understood, because she was born for him, she was destined to be him all her life.He didn't know what Chen Ye was thinking, when he lost his mind and left, his expression was very painful, he couldn't bear to ask. When Shen Ye left, Dijun didn't stop him, rather, Dijun was only looking at the mirror, as if he didn't notice him.Dijun frowned, he didn't know whether there was sadness in Dijun's expression, he had never seen Dijun like this. Su Moye thought, a mirror is just a dead thing, but it reflects everyone's sorrow. After a while, Xie Guzhen appeared in the mirror and stepped into Qingqiu again, sitting and drinking with Fengjiu by the seaside. The breeze was cool, Feng Jiu lifted the pot and poured wine: "Has my shadow performed her duties well? Has my shadow helped him get what the emperor's shadow wants?" Xie Guzheng took the wine glass and sighed: "Not at all. She never understood what he wanted most. This repayment did not end as we expected." Feng Jiu paused: "She... died? So you failed to repay her kindness again? It seems that I have to find an auspicious day to ask Si Ming." Xie Guchen drank a cup, took the jug and poured himself: "Seeing Dijun again at this time, don't you feel embarrassed anymore?" A flower fell between Feng Jiu's fingers during the rain, and she lowered her head and smiled lightly: "Heartbreak will naturally fade after a long time. I didn't believe you before, but now I think you are right. When the time comes See, it’s just a word of gratitude. Maybe one day, I will meet him in heaven, maybe at some kind of banquet. In his eyes, he is just a little Diji whom he met for the first time, and my relationship with him is just that I liked him that much once, but he never knew it." Donghua was shocked, the first time she saw him was on Qinyao Mountain, and the first time he saw her was indeed on the shore of the sea of ​​death more than two thousand years later.She said that someday maybe they'd meet at a party or something, and she was right, and then they met at her aunt's wedding party and she almost kicked a flowerpot over his head, and he broke her heart Many years, but at that time, nothing could be seen on her face, she acted like a little diji who met him for the first time, smart, lively and beautiful. The Miaohua mirror has been quiet for some time, but the emperor has not made a sound for a long time.Su Moye said: "Emperor's seat." The emperor's eyes didn't know where to look, and he still didn't make a sound.Su Moye took a step forward, and said again: "Emperor seat." The emperor finally came to his senses, looked at him for a moment, and said, "When did you first see Xiaobai?" Su Moye was a little surprised, maybe it was just now in the mirror that Feng Jiu's words made the emperor feel sad, so he asked him this question when he remembered something, but this question is not easy to answer, he met Feng Jiu in the ten miles of breaking the face of God Peach Blossom Forest, and the two of them got a chance to meet in private, not an orthodox acquaintance of the aristocratic family.If you answered truthfully, you may not think that the emperor thought he had something for Feng Jiu. , is also very inappropriate.After hesitating for a moment, he felt that the emperor didn't stick to the form of their meeting, and asked only the word time, so he said cautiously: "About a thousand years ago, I just met His Highness by accident, the emperor asked this, I don't know... " Donghua fixed his eyes on Feng Jiu who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and stroked Feng Jiu's blushing face with his free hand, frowned and said, "If she wants to see you, she can see you soon." , she likes me and wants to see me. She has been a maidservant in Taichen Palace for more than four hundred years, but we haven't had a chance to meet each other. It stands to reason that our meeting shouldn't be so difficult. In your opinion, why is that? ?” Su Moye remembered that when Feng Jiu told him about this relationship, she used the word "no fate".At that time, he didn't take these two words seriously. He always felt that the so-called "missing fate" should be called "missing fate" if he and Alanruo had no intention of concubine, and Feng Jiu and the emperor had never married and each had their own preferences. Unexpectedly, it was just a bit of a waste, how could it be called missed.However, the emperor's question today made him think a little bit, and said: "His Royal Highness once said that maybe there is no destiny for the throne of the emperor, but the minister thinks that it is just an excuse for His Highness to give up because of some hard work, and it can't be taken seriously. .” An Inga formed between Donghua's raised left hand, and said: "Xiaobai is right, maybe it is indeed caused by fate." During the words, a gust of wind suddenly rose on the ground, and the green tiles in the courtyard rang non-stop, Feng Jiu Protected in the arms of the emperor with one hand, there is still no sign of waking up, but the moon wheel in the sky suddenly draws closer, and a huge boulder appears in front of the moon wheel, and an old fairy with white beard and hair is leaning against the boulder. This is the superimposed universe technique.If the person who falls into this realm casts a heavy method, it will easily collapse this realm, but the superimposition technique is just a first-class heavy method.The Creator is here, even if this realm is broken, it can be easily recovered, but if a few of them are in danger, it is unknown what they will confess here.Su Moye strode forward: "This technique must never be used, this slope has been shaken a little, please calm down on the throne!" The old fairy next to the boulder said kindly: "In my opinion, the emperor is much calmer than this fairy, but because he was in it, the fairy didn't realize that the world has already collapsed? Does the emperor do anything? Shu summoned the old man to come to inquire about the fate, and this situation will not last long." Su Moye was taken aback for a moment. The old fairy put his hands in his sleeves and said to Donghua: "The old man has guarded the destiny of the stone for thousands of years. I never thought that the first person who called the old man to explore the destiny was the emperor. The creation and calamity of everything in the world is in the hands of the emperor. The old man is stupid , the emperor is not a person who is confused by the destiny, but this time he does not hesitate to use the multi-cosmic technique to pass on the old man to see, I wonder what the emperor wants to explore from the destiny stone?" The Destiny Stone lying in front of the full moon swelled a little with the old fairy's words, and some deep and shallow writing on the stone could be seen.Donghua said slowly: "How does the Destiny Stone explain the fate between me and Qingqiu Fengjiu?" Su Moye was stunned, and the old fairy was also stunned. He passed Fang Fang and said, "The destiny stone is engraved with the destiny of the gods. The emperor also knows that although there is a saying of destiny, the unknown destiny is destiny. If the fate is known, it will change accordingly. Even if the old man tells the emperor how the emperor and his highness are engraved on the Destiny Stone today, at most tomorrow, those engravings will no longer be the same as today, and those who change for the better will change There are also bad ones, if the emperor asks, and the relationship with that highness has deteriorated, then we can know what to do, the old man secretly thinks that the emperor should... not ask." The gust of wind caused by the superimposed universe technique never stopped, and Donghua said indifferently during the gust of wind: "What could be worse than this gentleman not having a relationship with Qingqiu Emperor Ji?" The old fairy showed surprise on his face, but he only flashed it on his face, and sighed again: "The emperor expected it well. The emperor and the little highness Qingqiu were originally, indeed, not half-destined by fate. The little highness didn't have a relationship with the emperor. Persistence, although it is touching, but the matter of fate cannot be controlled by manpower. According to the original engraving of the Destiny Stone, that little highness... an infatuation must hide ice and snow, and all hardships should be paid for. However, "consider for a moment Said, "Three hundred years ago, the emperor released the shadow to the lower realm, but a change occurred on the destiny stone." Dijun said in a deep voice: "Continue." The old fairy stroked his beard and said: "The emperor's shadow descended to the lower realm, and the little highness also let his own shadow go down to follow the emperor. This kind of attachment is rare. I don't know if it moved the heavens. After the little highness's shadow went down to the realm, the Destiny Stone actually made this A marriage to the shadow. Destiny dictates that the pair of shadows are born in a snake formation. Those who are rescued will repay with their bodies, and those who save others will get what they wish. Although there are some ups and downs in life, it is not a big ups and downs. The old one," the old fairy cast a helpless glance at Su Moye from the corner of his eye, "But this fairy has inadvertently stepped in. Unfortunately, the number of days has been messed up, and countless things have happened by accident. I moved my whole body, so that the two people who should have been destined to walk on a road without fate. It's a pity, it's a pity." Su Moye's face turned pale, and he said, "I became a sinner unintentionally?" The old immortal said: "There are two sides to this matter, and we should not generalize it. Here it is a sin, but it may be a merit there. The immortals don't need to be so concerned. If we only talk about this matter, the emperor should actually thank you." "Sighed, "Those two have an unfinished fate, but the shadow has no afterlife, so the Destiny Stone put this unfinished fate on the emperor and the little highness, so that the little highness and the emperor later If it weren't for this, it would be fate that the emperor and the little highness would not see each other for a lifetime." At this point, he hesitated a bit and said: "The emperor and the little highness are actually destined to be related now, but since the emperor has inquired, the fate stone will naturally be rewritten tomorrow, and the emperor and the little highness will be destined or not in the future, but it is not something that old people can tell. It’s just that the old man feels that it would be a pity if the meager fate that was so hard to come by disappeared because of the emperor’s inquiry.” Donghua said in a low voice: "It's destiny that there is destiny, so what if there is no destiny. I have never been afraid of destiny, and I don't need it to give me alms." The old fairy was shocked, and bowed again with his sleeves: "I heard that the emperor is hiding from the world, and I am even more indifferent. What I see today, my lord is still my lord. This old man may be a bit over the top, but seeing my lord like this, I am deeply moved." Rejoice." While the old fairy was worshiping again, the pavilion suddenly moved, the blue tiles fell to the ground, and the wood and stone rolled. Su Moye pressed the pavilion pillars and said to Donghua: "Is it because of the art of superimposing the universe?" The emperor raised his hand to take Cang He who was thrown into the pillars of the pavilion, and said, "It's Shen Ye." The breeze is the same as before, and the silver moon is the same as before, but under the breeze of the silver moon, the world created by Shen Ye is trembling. Seeing the mountains toppled and the water turning the roads, people are crying and shouting all around. A sign of the World Bank's impending collapse. Since Shen Ye, the creator of the world, has given up the will to survive, the world will collapse, and when they found Shen Ye by the Sixing River, they saw that he had sunk into the water. On weekdays, the white waves and surging river of thoughts are as flat as a mirror, and the muddy water in the river has also turned into a green spring, reflecting the handsome and quiet face of the priest in black at the bottom of the river, as if he has never had any pain or trouble. Su Moye couldn't tell whether he felt sympathy or guilt for Shen Ye. There are such erroneous feelings in this world. They are clearly in love with each other, but they have to separate the world, first life and then death.The most painful word in the world is love, but life cannot meet and death cannot gather together, the world's morality is light.The word "love" is the most sad, it should be that she loves her clearly, but she never knows it until she dies, she never understands it, but you can no longer make her know it. Su Moye said: "Actually, I have always had a doubt. Since Shen Ye created this place, why did he save Ju Nuo at that time, and let the tragedy happen in this place as before?" Donghua said lightly: "Only by saving Ju Nuo can Qing Hua be forced to rebel against the Lord. If the Lord dies, he will probably try to get Alan Ruo to ascend the throne. In the previous life, he died with Alan Ruo on the word "no right". He probably wanted to give She, even if he is not around, can protect her." Su Moye was dumbfounded, but when he came back to his senses, he saw the emperor caressing Feng Jiu's forehead who was still sleeping, and a silver-white halo condensed between his fingers, Su Moye blurted out: "This is..." The emperor continued: "Although Xiaobai swallowed the Alanruo energy that Chen Ye painstakingly collected, it is actually not difficult to separate it." While speaking, the water surface of the Sixing River was split, blue waves rippled high waves, and the halo of the white shirt Slowly entered Shen Ye's body. When the water waves closed, the figure of the priest in Xuanyi disappeared at the bottom of the water, but a twin four-season tree grew out of the water, the tree was towering, and the branches were full of flowers. Donghua raised his hand, and the Four Seasons Tree turned into a sapling and fell into his palm. After staring at it for a moment, he passed it to Su Moye and said, "Give it to Xize after you go out, and plant it in the Qinan Shrine." Su Moye took the sapling and said in a low voice: "If Shen Ye dies, his soul should naturally return to the throne and turn into a shadow. Could it be that the throne..." Donghua nodded and said: "I sealed it in this tree. The two of them were supposed to die and everything would be destroyed, but everything in the world is deduced according to common sense, which is a lot less interesting. Seal them here. In the next year, whether they can give birth to some good things will depend on God's will." Suddenly there was a raging flame burning in the air behind him, and there was a rustling sound from nowhere, like glass shattering, the Canghe sword was unsheathed upon hearing the sound, and instantly transformed into thousands of sword shadows, forming a sword barrier stronger than the protective fairy barrier , firmly guarding the three people in the sword barrier. With a crisp sound comparable to cracking the sky, when he opened his eyes, he was already in the Fountain of Worry Relief in Fanyin Valley. On the hollow lake surrounded by water walls, His Royal Highness Lian San of Jiuchongtian poked his head over the chess table and greeted them condescendingly: "Hey, the three heroes are finally back." He smiled and said to the opposite side of the chess table, "They have no hair." I’m back without loss, there’s no suspense that I’ll win this game, haha, give me money.” A sleepy head on the chess table suddenly stood up, showing a flowery face, and turned his eyes to the one who had returned safely. On the three heroes, they immediately pointed angrily: "What's wrong with Xiaojiu? Why does Xiaojiu come out with an ice cube face vertically but Xiaojiu comes out sideways? I'm really wise. I said earlier that my ice cube face is not as benevolent as I am. I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!" Su Dazed, Mo Ye turned to Haizi and said to the two: "It's really interesting to bicker, but can you take a rest for a while and find a place to lie down for us?"