book of troubled times

Chapter 898 Life and Death

Zhao Changhe frowned and looked at the changes in the flesh and blood of the corpse puppet in front of him, as if thinking about something.

If the exploration of the universe and the starry sky is the key point of the later stage of my practice, then life and flesh have always been the early stage of my practice.

It is not to say that the combined power of the Ye sisters is their own practice. The magical power of creation cannot be summarized so generally. It also involves the various laws contained in the entire heavenly book, which can correspond to any practice of the world. But this is just like the basic skills that Teacher Sun helped me lay. No matter how many changes are included, the foundation is there.

Having relevant knowledge will naturally make it easier to find the key.

It also does not mean that Zhao Changhe will take the path of creation... This is just a reference given by Ye Jiuyou. He has never seen what the specific expression of the other side should be like before, but now that the door has been opened, it is becoming clear.

As for my own path, I still need to continue searching.

Maybe I really need to consult Ye Wuming again for comprehensive reference... But this is a bit embarrassing. Now it's clear that I want to fuck you, how can I have the nerve to ask someone to teach me something?

Headache.

Seeing him in deep thought, Ye Jiuyou smiled and pinched his face: "Little man is already very remarkable, haste makes waste, don't be impatient."

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Why, now you are pampering me?"

Ye Jiuyou said: "Do you know that you were just a child at the beginning, but you pretended to be mature and said you would pamper me and take care of me. How ridiculous it was."

Zhao Changhe snorted, "How am I small? Do you want to touch me?"

Ye Jiuyou smiled: "Don't you feel that you have aged a lot after waking up this time? Even if it's just waking up from a sleep for you."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently.

The impact that the changes in the world bring to people is far beyond what was before...especially after experiencing the birth of new generations and the death of relatives and friends, people become "old".

Ye Jiuyou had been through so much... Now that I think about it, my strategy towards her back then might have been like a child in her eyes a lot of the time.

"But I just fall for it." Ye Jiuyou raised his head and pecked him lightly on the cheek: "Nothing else matters... You are just a child, but you are still trying hard to say that you love me, want to take care of me, and make me no longer lonely... This is the most important thing."

Zhao Changhe scratched his head, feeling somewhat ashamed: "It seems... I didn't do it very well. After all, I slept for thirty years."

Ye Jiuyou smiled and said, "They all blame these thirty years, but I don't feel that way. For me, thirty years is just a blink of an eye. And you are hidden by me. I can see you whenever I want, but I am not as greedy as them."

Zhao Changhe tilted his head: "Why do you feel so gentle now?"

"Gentle?" Ye Jiuyou also tilted his head and thought about it: "It's just that I have walked out of the label and the prison, and my mentality is much calmer... After all, someone loves me, right? I don't even have the hostility I had in the early years when facing Ye Wuming, let alone being alone with you."

Zhao Changhe laughed and hugged her without saying anything.

Ye Jiuyou frowned and said, "You may prefer me when I was fierce and cold before, because it was more satisfying to conquer me? Just like Ye Wuming now."

"What are you talking about..." Zhao Changhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't you know that turning a fierce and cold person into a gentle big sister is the most fulfilling thing? Just like you now."

"Does Ye Wuming still owe me this?"

"…Why do they all like to transfer to Ye Wuming?"

"All? Isn't it natural for me to turn to her?" Ye Jiuyou said calmly: "In fact, there is a best solution to the problem now, but no one wants to mention it. They would rather take a detour, right?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment, and whispered: "There is no best solution. What I don't want is the worst solution."

Ye Jiuyou laughed: "Okay, okay, my husband."

Zhao Changhe asked, "Have Wanzhuang and Sisi started tracing their origins?"

"Not yet. The witchcraft prepared by Miaojiang is a bit complicated."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Then Madam, will you accompany me to meet my old friend? You should know where he is buried."

Ye Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, then he understood what he meant and reached out to hold his hand.

He quickly moved and arrived at the top of Cangshan Mountain.

When the Spirit Clan's secret realm "stood up", all the mountains and rivers inside it disappeared, the secret realm was gone, and naturally the temple was gone too. Now the Spirit Clan's temple has been rebuilt in Cangshan Mountain in Dali.

Lie slashed the Lingzu Land in Miaojiang, and died together with his life. The Lingzu Land was collected by Ye Jiuyou as research material, and Lie's soul was scattered, and there was no body. But the Blood God Sword and the broken array plate were still there. The Lingzu people would not allow them to be used by any demon cultists. Under Sisi's care, they would only be buried properly and enshrined in the temple as a cenotaph.

The land of the spirit race revived, the poisonous insects retaliated, the flesh and blood collapsed, and the spirit people were the first to bear the brunt of all kinds of tricks. If it weren't for the layout of Zhao Changhe and others to stop it, the spirit race would have been wiped out.

Among them, all the gods and Buddhas were scattered because of this.

If the spirits no longer recognize this land that wants to kill them as their ancestor god, then the ancestor that everyone should worship should be Lie.

Because Lie is a human being derived from the land of the Eldar... a pure Eldar. Although he was just a slave back then.

"I was in such a hurry during the battle that I didn't have a chance to pay my respects to my senior." Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in the temple, facing the spirit tablets and pouring wine on the ground: "When I woke up this time, I faced the death of many old friends. I didn't go to pay my respects specially. Deep down, I didn't want to face it. But I have to come to my senior's place."

"The person who has had the greatest influence on me is not Ye Wuming, but Senior. Whether it is Senior's spirit or his martial arts and sword skills, they have helped me to overcome the ups and downs of the martial arts world and come this far."

"Sometimes I wonder... Senior thought that battle was the end, and that we would both die together. If Senior knew that I had ruined that battle, would Senior blame me for being nosy and making Senior's sacrifice seem worthless?"

"Thinking about it later, the senior probably wouldn't blame me... because this is the Spirit Tribe, and behind me are the Spirit Tribe members. Your return is not only to cooperate with Ye Wuming's battle, but also because this is the Spirit Tribe. Just like back then, when you were carving the array in the thunder and fire, and behind you were the Spirit Tribe members chasing you, but you didn't leave, and you still sat cross-legged outside the Spirit Tribe."

“It took me a long time to understand this detail.”

"The senior's skills are violent, and he is also a demonic killer, but the will within him is what supports the senior to reach the third level of the imperial realm with his mortal body."

"Originally, I might have become the second you... But I am luckier than my predecessors. I met them... From Hong Ling to Jiu You. So I don't need to be painfully entangled in the devil's will and evil spirit. I can walk my own way and stride forward."

"Their forms are different, but their spirits are the same. Don't worry, senior. Your legacy will continue to be passed on in the world. Gods and Buddhas may disperse, but people's hearts will always remain."

After he finished speaking, the wine was finished.

The Blood God Sword enshrined in front of the spirit tablet hummed, as if in response.

Zhao Changhe also felt his brain beating fast, and he gained some insights into the life and death he had been thinking about before.

As everyone in Zhaocuo knows, some people are dead, but he is still alive.

What is life and death... In this world with gods, it is not clear.

Zhao Changhe took out the Blood-Drinking Stone he got from another world and placed it in front of the spirit: "Since the Blood God Knife is here and Sect Leader Xue didn't take it back, let's put this material here as well. I have injected some tests into it. In the future, no matter if it is the Blood God Cult or the Spirit Clan, anyone who passes the test will be the heir of the Blood God lineage."

The elders guarding the temple responded from behind: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe turned around and saw two middle-aged ladies who still had charm: "Do you recognize me?"

The aunt sighed: "We were the Saint's personal guards back then, and we gave you bug biscuits. Otherwise, do you think we could let someone nag in the temple for so long?" "So it was you idiots."

"..."

Zhao Changhe asked: "Where is Sisi now?"

"Here." As the voice came out, Sisi walked in from outside the hall.

So between the two middle-aged ladies stood the little queen, as cute as ever, and the strong visual impact was just like that of Suzhou.

Sisi walked into the hall with a solemn demeanor, bowed solemnly to the spirit tablet, and said calmly: "Pass on the order for the test the Holy Envoy just mentioned, and inform the entire clan."

The elders saluted again: "Yes."

Sisi stood up, looked at the spirit tablet above, and whispered: "In the past, we worshipped our ancestors, but we didn't know who we were worshipping for so many years. It seemed like just an illusory image. Now we have a physical body and know what we are worshipping."

Zhao Changhe said "hmm".

Ye Jiuyou was muttering beside him: "Actually, you can worship me. I will protect you."

In fact, the one that the Han people worshipped was Piao Miao, while the one that the Chinese people worshipped was Ye Wuming. Ye Jiuyou felt a little jealous after thinking about it.

Sisi glanced at her and smiled: "Sisi and my sister are not familiar with each other... Let's worship on the bed next time, maybe it will be okay in the future."

Ye Jiuyou bulged his eyes.

She was indeed not familiar with Sisi, and she did not expect that there was such a person in Zhao Changhe's harem. You were worshipping and giving orders with a solemn demeanor just now, how come you turned around and became like this?

Zhao Changhe was very used to Sisi's behavior: "Let's go, don't talk nonsense in front of Senior Lie, let's go and see where the witchcraft is set up this time?"

"Okay." Sisi took Zhao Changhe's hand and walked out of the hall.

Ye Jiuyou followed closely and looked Sisi up and down as if he had seen a treasure.

What do you mean by debauchery that is contrary to order... You shouldn't be Lie's successor, you should be my successor.

After leaving the temple and reaching the foot of the mountain, Sisi sat in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and servants served her wine and drinks on both sides.

The long-lost flower cakes, the long-lost roasted insects, the long-lost flower wine.

The mountains were filled with blooming flowers and the gurgling water, setting off the sound of Sisi pouring wine, and the place suddenly seemed very quiet.

Sisi finished pouring the wine, raised her head and smiled: "Why are you silent? Do you feel so sorry for me that you don't know how to say a thousand words to me?"

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and said "hmm".

Originally, due to the long distance between us, I met Sisi very rarely. The last time we met was on the battlefield, and I fell asleep after the battle.

Thinking back to the last time on the battlefield, it was the little witch who cleverly triggered the "thinking of the same mind" and cracked the same mind Gu... Zhao Changhe sometimes thought that if she didn't use the routine, if everyone really tried to think of the same mind, they might not be able to do it.

"You don't actually owe me anything... You saved my spirit race from danger time and time again, and helped me become the king of Miao territory, but I can't give you anything..." Sisi blinked: "I can only compensate you for your thoughts, does that count?"

Zhao Changhe could only say, "Forget it."

"So I didn't choose a good name." Sisi smiled and said, "But now, for you, the journey is no longer a problem, and from now on, time will not be a problem. The many obstacles of the infatuated men and women in the world no longer exist for us. Can it be said that after all the hardships, there is happiness?"

Zhao Changhe's depressed mood was slowly dispelled by his words: "Forget it."

"Then don't put on that silent face." Sisi left her seat and sat on Zhao Changhe's lap, raising the glass to his lips: "Feed me."

Ye Jiuyou: "?"

Isn't this you feeding him? How can you say "feed me"?
But Zhao Changhe took a sip of wine, lowered his head and kissed Sisi on the lips, then passed the wine to her.

Ye Jiuyou: "..."

It really is “Feed Me”, I learned it.

No, you are doing this in front of me? You are still a king.

After drinking a mouthful of wine, Sisi's face turned a little red, as radiant as a peach: "Originally, I should have taken you back to the city to rest, but Wanzhuang and Hongling are here now, so I'll stay with you for a while, okay?"

Ye Jiuyou knocked his head. These words were simply a way to drive him away.

Forget it. It doesn't sound easy. Ye Jiuyou didn't act like a lantern. He stood up and said, "I'll go find them."

After saying that, she slipped away. She was afraid that if she continued watching, Sisi's resentment would overflow like a river.

Sisi huddled in his shoulder, stole a glance at the direction where Ye Jiuyou left, and whispered, "This Jiuyou sister is more considerate than I thought. Is she really the Demon God Jiuyou?"

"Maybe it doesn't count now... She's already a human."

"So humans want to become demon gods, but demon gods want to be human?"

"What you want is different."

Sisi nodded: "Anyway, I don't care if I become a demon god or not, I want to have the power of a demon god. Just so that we don't have to go through so many long distances, and we don't have to feel separated by so many years."

Zhao Changhe gently kissed her slightly hot cheek and didn't say anything.

Sisi said softly, "In fact, in addition to Senior Lie's cenotaph in the Holy Temple, there is another cenotaph over at Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. Guess who it is?"

Zhao Changhe's heart was moved: "Sword Emperor."

Sisi smiled brightly: "I knew you could guess it. I built a cenotaph for him, but I kept it a secret from others, for fear that they would be unhappy. But for us, it was our fate."

Zhao Changhe felt that the Sword Emperor had set up a false tomb in order to hide his whereabouts and to deceive people. If anyone rashly broke into the Sword Emperor's tomb, he would probably die miserably. As a result, he met Zhao Changhe, Sisi, and Tang Wanzhuang, each of whom was more clear-headed than the other. A big thunder could not be detonated and became a dud.

No matter how the Sword Emperor planned it, he had to admit that it was the most entangled fate between him and Sisi.

For the hidden man of heaven who is hated by everyone, only Sisi would set up a cenotaph just to express her unique thoughts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe directly picked up Sisi and said, "Then we should go and pay our respects, not for anything else, just because he made you and me entangled."

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PS: The transition chapter is a bit short, but just bear with it.

(End of this chapter)