female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 79 New Preface ([-])

Yan Qingqiu fell into the middle position, the holy light shone brilliantly, but it was not dazzling, and the colorful clouds spread across the sky, covering the sun with clouds.

The aura of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder and lightning scatters in all directions and nourishes all things.

Shuguang Xingjun dissipated the mana he maintained, and he knew that he didn't need to do anything anymore.

Nanzhou quickly stopped falling, and the situation in the sky and the earth changed in an instant. After the colorful light dissipated, there were only dark clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning, and the wind and rain came.

The mountains, rivers, grasses, trees, rivers and rivers revived and flowed, and Yan Qingqiu used himself as the source to continuously send spiritual energy to all directions.

Such a timely rain saved thousands of lives, and many elf mountain monsters came spontaneously, guarded by his side, built a towering forest, and concealed Yan Qingqiu's figure.

Taking the body as the source is the most risky behavior, the body loses consciousness like a living dead, and if the body is broken by a little carelessness, it will be beyond redemption.

In the mortal world, no one made statues of gods or built temples for Yan Qingqiu, and he did not accept offerings from mortals, but he still stood up to support the entire continent at this time.

Yan Qingqiu asked herself that she was not the kind of person who would sacrifice her life for all living beings, she ascended to immortality just to find the way to get rid of karma.

Even she herself didn't know that during more than 300 years of day and night nurturing, books and reality had already subtly changed her mind.

Yan Qingqiu needs to wait until Nanzhou Island recovers its spontaneous aura, otherwise she will stay in Nanzhou forever.

With admiration in his heart, Lord Shuguang Xing bowed to Yan Qingqiu three times to show his deep respect.Once it starts with the body as the source, it cannot be stopped by external force, so there is nothing he can do.

After Yan Qingqiu's deeds were reported back to the heavens, it attracted a lot of praise, and even the seven gods lamented his actions. The man from the Shengxiao Mansion even came to the world in person, and judged that Yan Qingqiu would need 100 years to restore the spiritual power of Nanzhou.

The area of ​​Nanbu Continent is not top among overseas islands, but it is nearly one million hectares in size. Yan Qingqiu is only an immortal, and it takes a lot of time and energy to restore nature.

Although the Southern Emperor ruled all spirits, he could not interrupt the law of generation source, and Yan Qingqiu's heart veins merged into the island's foundation

Reckless actions will only damage the heart vein of the source, and can only protect it, leaving spirit stones to cover Yan Qingqiu's body, nourishing the blood, so that it will not be scrapped after a hundred years.

When Nanzhou Shengmin learned of life and death, it was a fairy who sacrificed her life to save the whole island. She built temples all over the state and offered incense to them. The stone statues at the source were hidden and protected by Haosheng.

This kind of news was transmitted back to Kunlun Palace, and it was inevitable that she was full of anxiety, and there was also hope that she would simply pass away and never see each other again.

Admiration, sympathy and regret, each cause and effect, the management of the century-old Chinese food department fell back into the hands of the fourth division, temporarily acting on behalf of Yan Qingqiu to exercise power.

Chi Yun and Chang Ping still look forward to their sisters returning home every day, leaving Lan Yingmianyu alone in Yinghuanju, deserted.

When Yan Qingqiu activated the Nine Spirit Ring with all his strength, Xidi, who was taking a nap far away in Xingyuan, noticed it. After all, he was the one who created this set of exercises.

That was the first time she fired with full firepower, but with the help of Shuguang Xingjun, Yan Qingqiu was not able to make many shots.

If she is forced to use all her strength, it means that Lord Shuguang Xing also has a problem...

Thinking of this, he quickly took out a small ten-square mirror and witnessed Yan Qingqiu's whole sacrifice.

Seeing the feat of sacrificing oneself for others, Xidi couldn't help admiring, and felt even more relieved that he had not misjudged the wrong person.He is very confident in his "Nine Spirits", and he also knows that with Yan Qingqiu's cultivation base, it will take a lot of time to repair.

After seeing the Southern Emperor personally descending to the realm, he simply removed the Shifang Mirror's reflection. The Southern Emperor has already made a move, so it is impossible for Yan Qingqiu to have any accidents.

After this experience, she became famous in the heavens, and she conquered demons and demons in the lower realms, sacrificed her life to mend spirits, and made various achievements, even being promoted to a fifth-class immortal.

Xidi stroked his long beard under his chin, and imagined Yan Qingqiu's future. Counting the next hundred years, the fairy who is only four hundred years old can't help becoming famous, and even ranks among the fifth-class immortals.

The sense of guilt in my heart gradually faded away.

Among them, only Yan Qingqiu knows the hardships clearly.

Mr. Shuguang Xing went back to heaven to report on his duties as usual, and after that, he was invited to a banquet by Mr. Hengwen Xing. After drinking for three rounds, he couldn't help expressing his heart. He thought most of the female fairies were soft, gentle and restrained.

And Yan Qingqiu is one of the rare female fairies that he sincerely praises, especially after hearing Hengwen's story about Wenyuanyuan, his opinion of her has completely improved.

In Ziji Palace, the two northwestern emperors had a family banquet for their brothers. Hengwen Xingjun had his own friends, and he didn't want to take advantage of the halo of the two elder brothers, so he seldom had dinner with them in front of people.

Wuzhen Xingjun guarded the border of Tianmo, and he has not returned for a long time, and these two were the only ones left at the once lively family banquet.

At the banquet, Bei Di finally asked the question that he had been curious about for a long time: "Brother, why do you always take care of Fairy Qiurong? It also benefits her a lot."

After Xidi finished eating, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and brought tea and a tea bowl to rinse his mouth. After rinsing his mouth, he said: "Today's Feng Tang is as good as the flat peach feast."

"Well, as long as brother likes it."

"What kind of family do you think will go on for 55 generations in the millennium?"

When Xidi asked suddenly, Beidi didn't know what he was referring to, so he couldn't answer for a while, he was stunned and then shook his head: "I don't know."

"It's a short-lived family. The fate of not living to the age of 25 forced them to stay early."

Only now did Bei Di realize that his elder brother was answering the previous question: "Is Fairy Qiurong a descendant of that short-lived family?"

Xidi nodded, and told the story that even his younger brother had never heard of...

At the end of the story, the Northern Emperor understood his thoughts and understood that the origin of the Western Emperor and Yan Qingqiu came from her ancestors, especially the Nine Spirits. The descendants of the 55th generation still have blood. related to the law.

"The law of the Nine Spirits is indeed powerful, and it has been passed down through the blood of the descendants, but it is not suitable for the descendants, resulting in the short-lived descendants of the clan.

Indirect calculations are also my fault, and the compensation to her is just to make up for the guilt in my heart. "

Bei Di nodded slightly, understanding Xi Di's thoughts very well, and after getting the answer, he changed the topic and changed the subject.

"Brother, do you still remember what happened in this southern continent thousands of years ago?"

Xidi looked back for a while, and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"

The Northern Emperor said abruptly, "Three Ancient Clans."

Xidi narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, recalling the events tens of millions of years ago in his mind, but it was too long, and he couldn't think of it carefully for a while.

"At that time, the Southern Continent had not yet been separated from the Five Continents, and it was a large whole. The three ancient tribes lived and fought for hegemony year after year."

"Oh" Xidi sighed, and the dusty memory of the past came to light again.

"It's hard for you to remember that year."

Beidi looked dignified, his eyes were secretive, and he continued: "The ruins of the ancient three clans are in Nanzhou!"

Xidi nodded, but did not respond. After a moment of recollection, he suddenly frowned: "Why is Ye Feixuan looking for the ruins of the ancient battlefield? The remains of the ancient three clans?"

"That's right, the spies in the Demon Realm reported that Ye Feixuan was looking for the remains of the three clans.

The purpose is still to attack the heavens, but how it works has not been disclosed, and it is also mentioned that destroying the Hengtiandial is a long-planned matter.

Zheng Hong is not the only one who works for the Demon Realm in the Heaven Realm, the word 'Crimson Pearl' has been repeatedly mentioned in the letter, and the Shuxingwei of various palaces have been placed, so far no abnormality has been found..."

Xidi stopped pacing and interrupted Beidi: "I'll go to Yueming Palace to talk about these later, don't worry about telling me now.

The Southern Continent sent two or three immortals to show you that your spies in the devil world should restrain themselves. This time, they accidentally blocked their plan, and it is inevitable that someone secretly communicated. "

Pak Tai responded, but did not receive a reply from Pak Tai, the spies still tried their best to pretend, and when he sent a message next time, he would partly create a conflict and return with feigned death.

Seeing this, the Western Emperor didn't say much anymore. The Northern Emperor's subordinates were all elites. Not only did they come under his command, but they also trained them to be naturally loyal. How could there be half a lie?Even if he has suspicions, he never shows them, and he doesn't cut them.

(End of this chapter)