Fairy Bone Order

Chapter 32
Junbie suddenly lost track of Yu Lan.

She didn't leave a word, just disappeared out of thin air.

Junbie waited silently for seven days in the bamboo house where they stayed before, and his expression also changed from pale and worried at the beginning, to slowly turning into ashes-like silence.

Seven days later, Yu Lan still disappeared.

Jun Bie left a special communication talisman on the table inside the house to send a message to Daiyu Zhuozhi Immortal Palace, then quietly locked the door of the bamboo house, and left here with his few belongings.

There are very few belongings in his small magic vessel for storing things.

A few pieces of magical artifacts given to him by the Holy Emperor in the past, a piece of simple ordinary jade given by Yu Lan, a piece of radish hanging tassels for the Double Ninth Festival that Yu Lan personally wove, and a few fairy clothes brought from Zhuozhi Immortal Palace. Clothes, a few taels of silver in the world.

Other than that, nothing else.

Not long after Jun Farewell left, in the depths of the bamboo forest at the end of the house, a thin figure wearing a washed-out Taoist uniform slowly appeared.

——It was Yu Lan who disappeared for seven days.

She looked at the direction where Junbie disappeared in the sky with an extraordinarily quiet expression, and the expression on her face, neither happy nor sad, seemed to be torn apart unexpectedly by a crack.

It was a paler look of desolation and despair than the expression on the face of Farewell just now.

She stretched out her hand and gently brushed the slightly discolored Cangzhu at the end of autumn, muttering to herself.

"Jun Farewell, you can please anyone in the three realms, but you alone cannot, and should not, please me."

After finishing speaking, this mortal body suddenly exuded a pale golden infinite divine light.

Among the bamboo groves, golden stars sprinkled all over the world, enveloped the green field, and finally gradually enveloped the entire body of "Yu Lan".

After a while, the divine light dissipated.

Taiyin Youying, the emperor of the past, once again reappeared in the world with his face that crowned the nine heavens and was independent of the world.

She was dressed in the crown of the Nine Heavens God, and her eyes regained the lack of joy and sorrow of the Supreme Being of the Three Realms.

Putting away all the broken emotions and fragility that the Emperor of the Nine Heavens should not have, she is just—Taiyin Youying.

That mortal woman named "Yu Lan" will end up in the sky and on the earth, and she will never be lost.

It's as if this person never existed.

He took a last look at the locked door of the bamboo house to Shengdijun, but for some reason, he didn't push it open again.

She closed her eyes and said nothing, and cast a little fairy method, and in an instant, this ray of primordial spirit that had been differentiated into the mortal world had returned to the holy emperor's own divine body in Daiyu Zhuozhi Immortal Palace in Xianshan Mountain.

In the majestic and majestic inner hall of the Zhuozhi Immortal Palace, on the high platform and jade seat, facing the shadow of the Holy Emperor, slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for many years.

She was clearly sitting in one of the two most holy and majestic shrines in the Three Realms, but her long eyelashes were slightly closed, reflecting a boundless and lonely shadow.

The next moment, a faint voice from outside the hall came to her ears, it was the farewell between Jiarong Shangxian and Daiyu who had just returned.

Jiarong Shangxian's tone was very pleasant.

"Farewell! You're back? That's great! When did you come back?"

Junbie replied in a warm voice: "Aunt Jiarong, I just returned to Daiyu, and I came here to return my life."

Although Shangxian Jiarong had tried his best to lower his volume, his tone could not conceal his excitement.

"It's great, you're finally back. I haven't seen you for a few years and you've grown up! Aunt Jiarong almost doesn't know you anymore."

Jun Bie's gentle voice seemed to pass through the hall door into the inner hall.

"Auntie, Junbie also misses Dijun and you very much. By the way, is Dijun there? Junbie is going to pay homage to Dijun."

Shangxian Jiarong shook his head and said softly:

"The emperor is still in seclusion, and Yu told me to wait for nothing to disturb. But don't worry, when the emperor wakes up, I will inform you about returning to Daiyu as soon as possible."

Junbie was slightly surprised.

"Is the emperor in retreat?"

He frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his tone.

"Why did the emperor retreat? Aunt Jiarong, could it be that she performed spells for me every day to strengthen the seal of the original shape, did she suffer any hidden injuries or losses?"

Shangxian Jiarong didn't know either, she frowned and shook her head slightly.

"It should be, isn't it?"

Seeing that he was worried, she quickly patted Junbie on the shoulder, smiled and comforted him:
"There has been no war in the Three Realms in the past thousand years. Presumably, the emperor retreated to cultivate his godhead and body because of the instability of his divine body after the Transformation Girl."

"is it?"

Jun Bie frowned but still frowned.

"Isn't it true that the emperor has been in seclusion since I went down the mountain to practice? It's been many years, how could it take so long to cultivate the divine body, the emperor is safe now?"

Shangxian Jiarong nodded and said with a smile:

"This is natural. The gods and gods live forever and live as long as the sky. Not to mention a few years of retreat, even decades or hundreds of years of retreat are not uncommon.

It's just that since you were born, you haven't seen the emperor retreat, so you don't get used to it. There is really no need to worry too much. "

Seeing that Jun Bie was still worried, she comforted her in a low voice:

"You have never been to Jiuchongtian when you were young, so I don't know. In fact, there is a divine clock next to the fallen gods in Jiuchongtian. It exists in the world since the beginning of chaos. If the alarm sounds, it means that the upper god is seriously injured and the primordial spirit is in trouble; if the martyrdom bell is broken."

When she said this, she paused for a while, let out a "squeak", and waved her hands again and again.

"—Look at me, what is said, the bell of the martyrdom must not break."

Jun Bie was somewhat concerned, he frowned slightly and asked.

"Aunt Jiarong, what should I do if the martyrdom bell breaks?"

Jiarong Shangxian was silent for a moment, looked at him with heavy eyes and tilted his head quietly for a moment, and answered truthfully and softly.

"If the martyrdom bell is broken, the God of God will disappear."

Jun Bie silently clenched his palms, and stopped asking any more questions for a moment.

There are only two High Gods in the entire Three Realms, one is the Holy God Emperor Sun Zhuzhao, and the other is their family's past Saint Emperor Taiyin Youying.

The Emperor Zun and the Emperor are the sacred things transformed by the yin and yang qi of the two instruments at the beginning of the chaos, and their supreme divine power surpasses the three realms, and they are never invincible.

It is said that the martyrdom bell has only rung twice in tens of thousands of years.

However, due to the long history of those two bells ringing, the younger generation of immortals gradually don't know which god or what caused the ringing.

"So I just said, you don't need to worry."

Jiarong Shangxian smiled lightly.

"The emperor is just doing ordinary retreat. If the emperor is seriously injured or the primordial spirit is seriously injured, then the bell for the death of the gods has already sounded as a warning."

Junbie nodded lightly, but his frowning brows did not relax at all.

He only wishes that this bell will never ring.

The two were about to leave first, but they heard the slightly hoarse voice of the Holy Emperor, who hadn't spoken for a long time, coming from inside the hall.

"Is Junbie back? Come in."

The dejection on Jun Bie's face was wiped away, and his face was finally solid, with the first gleam of joy in seven days.

He said respectfully.

"Yes, Emperor."

Then, she tidied up her slightly weather-stained clothes, gently pushed the hall away, and approached the front of the hall.

In front of the Holy Emperor, Junbie has never been as cautious as the other immortals in the Nine Heavens, nor will he respect the emperor like the other immortals in the Zhuozhi Immortal Palace to the point of not even daring to look up at the sky.

As soon as he entered the hall, he seriously looked at the face of Qingjue Jiutian on the high platforms.

Then, as if he hadn't left for a day in the past few years, he was as familiar and concerned.

The boy looked worried and asked with concern:
"Dijun, you have been away for so many years, why is your complexion so bad?"

The Holy Emperor watched him silently for a moment, and then gently raised a hand as before.

A happy and bright smile immediately appeared on Jun Bie's face.

He took a few steps forward, walked up to the high platform, knelt down on one knee under the emperor's seat, and then gently placed the top of his head under the emperor's white as jade palm, rubbing it lightly like a small animal.

He said softly: "Dijun, don't miss you anymore. How have you been doing in the past few years? How come you seem to be so much lighter."

Xiang Shengdijun stared blankly at the young man's pitch-black hair under her palm, she was silent for a few moments, and said softly:

"I'm fine, don't worry about it. How about you, have you made progress over the years?"

Jun Bie raised his head and smiled at her.

"Farewell now, it's time to fight Immortal Yushi."

Xiang Shengdijun chuckled "heh" at his words.

"It seems that in the past few years, immortal arts have improved a lot, but people seem to have made little progress. They are so brave and ruthless."

Seeing Dijun smile, Junbie was happy, and he smiled and said to Shengdijun:
"No, since Junbie said that he would not embarrass the emperor, naturally he can't be worse than Yushi Xianjun.

The emperor didn't know that Jun Bie had gained a lot of fame in the past few years by walking in the mortal world, exterminating demons and defending Taoism.It also understands the painstaking efforts of the emperor, and the common people have joys and sorrows.

Although we people in the fairy world cannot control the affairs of the world, we can ensure that the world is in good weather and the way of heaven is immortal.Therefore, although the mortal world still has its own suffering, it can also protect the justice of heaven.This is my mind. "

Wen Shengdijun heard the words and lowered his eyes gently to look at his extraordinarily bright phoenix eyes, his eyes were full of relief.

She was silent for a long time, then smiled after a while, gently moved down the hand that was caressing the top of his hair, tapped the heavenly fairy tin between the young man's eyebrows, and said in a low voice:
"Jun Farewell, you have really grown up."

(End of this chapter)