Antiquity

Chapter 41
The moment the four of them walked out of the tunnel under the ice and stepped into the red boat, the vast ice valley capsized, the land of thousands of miles melted instantly, the crystal clear world faded inch by inch, the frozen aquatic animals regained their vitality, and the waves turned upside down... …It seems that with the departure of the person in the ice coffin, there is no longer any need for this mysterious world hidden in the sea. After a while, everything returns to tranquility.

There was silence on the way back. The old dragon king looked at the people with different thoughts, and the small drum beating in his heart never stopped.

The spirit-gathering beads, the soul-suppressing tower, the monster-gathering banner... Even that little god, he probably wouldn't have the guts to move... Probably...

Hou Chi stood on the side of the boat, looking into the distance, with an unpredictable expression, his long hair stretched out in the wind, through the frozen back, only the remaining indifferent breath slowly spread.

The old dragon king took a quick look at the place where Houchi was standing, he really didn't dare to guess the mind of this little god, what else could restrain her with a temperament that could abandon the emperor and queen of heaven?Maybe Gu Junshang God can...

He flicked his beard, and looked straight at Gujun Shangshen. Seeing the most powerful person in the three realms from the ancient world rubbing his hands and looking at his daughter with aggrieved eyes, the old dragon king didn't bring it up, and almost turned his back past.

Forget it, he still pretends he doesn't know anything!

Qing Mu looked at Houchi who had never even glanced at the ice coffin since he came out of the ice valley, and he never let go of his clenched fist.

Under the suffocating atmosphere, the group hurried back to the Beihai Dragon Palace. The old Dragon King hesitated again and again, and finally rested his thoughts of keeping them behind under the cold face of Houchi.

The red boat stopped at the North Sea, and he sent the three of them ashore. After saying goodbye, he looked up at the auspicious clouds drifting towards Mount Wangwang, and stood there for a long time unconsciously.

"Your Highness, isn't the little god's matter settled?" Prime Minister Gui who came from the Undersea Dragon Palace at some time asked in a low voice when he saw the old Dragon King worried.

"It's done." The Dragon King responded in a low voice, turned around and walked towards the sea, walked a few steps, stopped, waved his hands and said: "Old Gui, you go back and say on behalf of the king, the North Sea is temporarily handed over to Long Xuan Take care of it, and you will assist from the side."

Prime Minister Gui was taken aback for a moment, the heavy shell on his back shook, and hurriedly trotted a few steps to keep up: "Your Highness, you want to..."

It is not uncommon for the Dragon King to travel far away and hand over Beihai to His Royal Highness, but it has never been so sudden, not to mention that the ancient king Shangshen has just visited Beihai...

"This king has not retreated for a long time. If it is not a matter of threatening my life and death in the North Sea, if I enter the forbidden area of ​​​​the deep sea dragon clan to retreat this time, otherwise you don't have to bother me."

After the old Dragon King finished speaking, his body moved, and he turned into a cyan giant dragon, heading towards the bottom of the sea, and disappeared in a short while.

Prime Minister Gui hadn't recovered from this sentence, looking at the old Dragon King who had put down his load and run away, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Your Highness, usually asking you to cultivate is like killing your life, what kind of trouble did you cause this time!
Looking at the mountain, the sun is gradually setting.

Dahei was lazily lying on the grass in front of the wooden house, flapping butterflies with its four paws, and its red belly was exposed in a soft mass.

A light suddenly appeared in the sky. It squinted its eyes and smelled the scent. It jumped up and ran out of the yard with two joyful calls, just in time for Houchi and his party to come down from the cloud.

Qing Mu hugged Dahei who rushed forward, touched its furry ears a few times and then put it down, saying: "Let's go play."

Received a cold reception, the originally energetic ears shrugged in an instant, and it turned around on the ground a few times before it found an ice coffin in the open space of the yard. Unhappy, he walked towards the back room.

Four feet walked slowly through the ice coffin, and when he glanced at it casually, he felt a familiar breath, shook his body, and Dahei stopped staring at the person in the ice coffin.

No one was in the mood to take Dahei's strange expression into consideration. Gujun Shangshen looked at the gloomy Houchi several times and hesitated to speak, but in the end he just sighed and walked into his bamboo house.

Qing Mu patted Houchi's shoulder, and wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that the egg in his arms was about to replenish his spiritual power, so he frowned and entered the room.

Fengran looked left and right, and really didn't want to meet a black dog with a blank expression, so she stomped her feet and disappeared into the yard.

The courtyard was silent, the sun was slowly disappearing, the ice coffin was just placed next to the stone chair in the bamboo forest, Hou Chi walked over and sat down, resting his chin, putting his hands on the bone-chilling ice coffin, his eyes finally gradually faded away. turn red.

I don't want to embarrass Father God, he is a supreme god, although he is lazy and doesn't care about world affairs, but he has always cared about the people in the world.

Be it the spirit-gathering beads or the monster-gathering banners, she doesn't care about the consequences... But the soul-suppressing pagoda is a place of peace in the world. If it is lost and evil spirits are raging, the world will have a hundred years of peace. How can she bear it?
The so-called god position, worshiped by all the people in the world, has never been just honor, and the responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai. If the world is overthrown for her own selfishness, what qualifications does she have to be a god?
But...it's Bai Xuan...it's Bai Xuan who needs the soul-suppressing tower to survive.

A hundred years of darkness in the world can change him to be reborn.Houchi, are you really unwilling?

Closing his eyes, feeling the battle in his heart, Hou Chi lowered his trembling hands, looked at the sleeping figure in the ice coffin, hugged his shoulders and lowered his head.

Behind her, not far from the window of the wooden house, Qing Mu held the egg in his hand that was faintly hot due to the infusion of spiritual power, his eyes gradually became gloomy.

He lowered his head, his expression became resolute in an instant.

"There's really nothing I can do about her. Do you think... I hope you can calm down after breaking out of your shell." It seemed to be a sigh, and it seemed to be a joke, but after all, it slowly disappeared into the setting sun.

A silent and quiet atmosphere enveloped the entire mountain. Houchi sat beside the ice coffin all day long, talking about the past events of Qingchi Palace in hopes of waking Bai Xuan up. The 'waiting to be fed' egg replenished spiritual power.

The other three people saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts. Although Fengran moved all the ancient books in Qingchi Palace to Lookout Mountain and piled up the wooden houses, Qingmu couldn't find a solution for a while. Riri saw Houchi's expression dispirited, and simply moved back to Qingchi Palace. Fengran couldn't stay out of the world, and was taken back to work as a coolie by this awkward old man.

After half a month, night.

Fengran returned to Qingchi Palace, Qingmu was still looking for a way to wake up Baixuan in the room, Houchi lazily sat in front of the ice coffin with Dahei in his arms, continuing to recall every day...

As soon as he sat on the stone chair, Hou Chi froze and exclaimed, looking at the ice coffin with unbelievable shock and panic in his eyes.

Through the window, feeling that the atmosphere in the courtyard was not right, Qing Mu raised his head, rubbed his sore shoulders, and said to the outside: "Houchi, what happened?"

Startled by this voice, Houchi turned his head hastily, saw the tired bloodshot eyes in Qingmu's eyes, quickly eased his stiff expression, and said without changing his face: "It's nothing, Dahei's claws caught me."

The wronged Dahei snorted in dissatisfaction, but for some reason, he felt the trembling hands holding him. Instead of flicking his tail and leaving arrogantly as usual, he raised his chubby head His paw patted the back pool twice.

When this scene fell into Qing Mu's eyes, the meaning changed. "It's fine." Seeing that the person and the dog were getting along happily, he smiled, and without paying too much attention, he lowered his head again to look through the ancient books piled high on the table.

Houchi turned his stiff body, looked at the situation in the ice coffin, his mouth curled into a fragile arc.

In the ice coffin, the man in black looked serene, his face remained unchanged, but his aura gradually weakened... the place where his feet even became a little unreal, as if slowly disappearing at an imperceptible speed.

This change is actually very small, and it would have been difficult to notice if Houchi hadn't been here to stare at Bai Xuan every day.

But obviously, if it continues, one day, this body will disappear and turn into nothingness!
And she could only watch this scene become reality.

The trembling of the fingertips could not be restrained, but the eyes gradually became determined, and the dark pupils were even stained with a little invisible evil spirit. Houchi let out a long breath, put Dahei on the ground, and walked towards the wooden house.

In the wooden house, Qing Mu seemed to be submerged in a mountain of ancient books. The figure lying on the table was full of exhaustion. He flipped through the ancient books with his right hand, and poured spiritual power into the gold and silver with his left hand from time to time. On the staggered eggs, she occasionally turned her head to look at the egg on the table, her brows and eyes were gentle, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

The faint light cast by the night pearl in the room fell on him, quiet and serene.

Looking at this scene, Houchi standing by the door was unable to move for a moment, and the fingertips stuck in the palms were loosened several times, and finally they were slowly clenched.She rubbed her face, relaxed her brows, coughed lightly, and walked in.

Hearing the sound, Qingmu raised his head and saw that it was Houchi, with a little surprise in his eyes: "Why did you come in so early today..."

As soon as he finished speaking, seeing Houchi raised his eyebrows, and found the involuntary jealousy in this sentence, Qing Mu quickly waved his hands and said, "That's not what I meant..."

"It's all over, how can there be so many things to talk about." Houchi smiled, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Qingmu, with a calm expression: "Since the old man said that he might wake up by himself in a few hundred years, I Just wait, I’ve waited for 8000 years, and I don’t care about hundreds of years.”

Hearing this, Qing Mu was startled, and seeing Houchi's relaxed expression, which didn't seem to be fake, he also raised his brows: "It's good that you can rest assured, I'm really afraid that you will get sick from boredom in the past half month."

"I made you worry." Houchi took the egg from Qingmu's hand, sat on a chair beside him, and stared at it fiercely: "Qingmu, what do you think he will look like when he comes out? I really want to take a look." ..."

Seeing Houchi staring at the egg with wide eyes eagerly, Qing Mu laughed and said, "What are you in a hurry for? It will break its shell in a hundred years, and you will know when the time comes."

"There are still a hundred years..." Hou Chi seemed to sigh, seeming to regret: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait."

The latter sentence was too low, Qing Mu didn't hear clearly, but seeing Houchi seemed a little unhappy, he turned his eyes, patted her on the head, took out a red invitation card from an ancient book, and handed it to her.

"Gujun Shangshen Xiang Tiandi postponed the time for me for half a month. I will not go to the two worlds for the time being. During this half month, I will check the ancient books here to see if there are other ways. If you are bored, why don't you invite me?" Let's go to the demon world together for a few days with Feng Ran, and in a few days it will be the New Year's Day in the demon world, and it should be very lively."

With Qingmu passing through the Nine Heavens Xuanlei, his status in the Three Realms is not what it used to be. The annual festival of the Demon Realm is presided over by the Demon Emperor, who never invites people from the Fairy Realm. stick.Of course, Gujun Shangshen and Houchi would have received this treatment in previous years.

Looking at the flamboyant crimson invitation card in his hand, Houchi blinked, and said casually: "I remember that the day after the demon world's annual festival is the queen's birthday, right?"

Qing Mu paused, nodded and said: "That's right." After hesitating for a moment, he took out another invitation card buried in an ancient book, rubbed his brows: "This is from the Heavenly Palace, I guess it's not from the Queen of Heaven. mean."

Hou Chi took a look and curled his lips: "It should be the Emperor of Heaven, but he is polite."

Seeing Houchi muttering, Qingmu flicked her head: "Okay, don't think about it, go back to Qingchi Palace to invite Fengran, now you can go to the demon world earlier and have fun. "

"Well, I also want to go out for a walk, so you stay in Lookout Mountain and watch the house with Dahei."

Houchi nodded, looking at the egg in his hand, a trace of reluctance flashed across his eyes, but in the end he became ruthless and threw it towards Qingmu, Qingmu caught it in a hurry, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Houchi helplessly.

Seeing Qingmu's helpless expression, Houchi smiled awkwardly, waved his embroidery pendant, turned and ran outside.

"I'm leaving!"

The red figure jumped onto the auspicious clouds and flew towards the sky. There was an indistinct sound of farewell in the air. Qing Mu smiled and continued to bury his head in the ancient book.

There's not much time left, if you haven't found a way within half a month, I'm afraid that's the only way to do it...

The auspicious cloud that disappeared over the Lookout Mountain circled around, and did not fly towards the Qingchi Palace in Qilian Mountain, but passed through the sea of ​​nine layers of clouds and landed in the world.

The underworld and the human world are merged into one realm, located at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld. Although the emperor sent the immortal to take charge of it, it is not closely connected with the Tiangong. If she takes the Soul Suppression Tower first, there is still time to go No matter what, Qing Mu and Feng Ran couldn't be involved in the matter of seizing the Ju Lingzhu and the Ju Yao Banner.

Although the base of Jiuyou was built in the wilderness, the soul-suppressing tower is the treasure of the three realms. Except for the immortal king in charge, only the emperor of heaven knows its hiding place.

If it was before, when she came to the world, Houchi would have been curious to watch everywhere, but now she has no such intention.Relying on the memory of reading ancient books, he released his spiritual power little by little. After searching for two days, Houchi finally found the Soul Rescue Pagoda buried in the ground at the Dragon Vein on the outskirts of the capital.

The place where Yang Qi is most prosperous in the world is the royal dragon's veins. I think the spiritual power of the Soul Suppression Tower must be exerted to the extreme here. The intention of putting the soul tower here, Houchi paused, bit his lip, and flew towards the place where the soul tower was.

Lookout Mountain.

Qing Mu, who had moved the ancient books to the courtyard, lowered his head, had a rare sleep for a while, then felt the sound of breaking through the air, and raised his head.

In mid-air, stomping a long whip under his feet, Fengran in black came through the air, with a heroic posture, slightly raised phoenix eyebrows, full of wanton domineering.

Seeing that she still had such a flamboyant image, Qing Mu twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly, lowered her head and was about to continue searching, but felt something was wrong, and stood up abruptly.

Houchi went back to Qingchi Palace and invited her to go to the demon world, how could Fengran come here alone?As if guessing something, Qing Mu's face suddenly turned pale.

Feng Ran fell into the courtyard, saw Qing Mu standing beside the ice coffin in a daze, with a pile of books on the stone table, and said with a smile: "Qing Mu, you are concentrating, have you found a way?"

After asking, seeing that Qingmu didn't respond, she looked around and let out a little surprise: "Why didn't Houchi stay here to watch over her precious Bai Xuan, she is willing to leave!"

Hearing this, Qing Mu's body froze suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were faintly blood-red: "Feng Ran, Houchi hasn't returned to Qingchi Palace?"

The voice was too cold, Feng Ran paused, feeling the atmosphere was really dignified, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Houchi didn't go back, Qingmu, what happened?"

Qing Mu lowered his head, slowly clenched his hands, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Bai Xuan in the coffin, as if he had discovered something, his complexion suddenly changed.

"Damn it, I didn't even notice." He whispered, his voice full of annoyance.

Feng Ran looked towards the ice coffin when she heard the words, and saw that Bai Xuan's feet were faintly visible, and her expression froze: "Qing Mu, when did Bai Xuan change?"

"It should have been a few days ago." Thinking of Houchi's words and expressions that day, Qing Mu turned around and said, "Fengran, Houchi should have gone to the human world to get the Soul-Suppressing Pagoda."

"How do you know that she didn't go to the demon world or the fairy world?" Feng Ran raised her eyebrows and said.

"No." Qing Mu shook his head: "Two days from the demon world is the new year's festival, and the demon emperor presides over the overall situation, so there is bound to be some negligence. Three days from the Tiangong is the Queen's birthday, and the same is true. There are not many exchanges between the human world and the two worlds. I want to take the Soul-suppressing Tower first, and then go to the demon world and fairy world."

"Let's stop her quickly, Qing Mu, if Houchi really does this, even if Gu Jun Shangshen is protecting her, she will definitely be difficult to tolerate in the Three Realms." Feng Ran said anxiously, turning around and preparing to go to the human world.

"It's too late." Qing Mu held her back and said softly, his golden pupils were shining brightly: "Feng Ran, it's too late."

"What should I do?"

"Since you can't stop it, then help her. You take it back to Qingchi Palace, hold Gujun Shangshen, I will go to the demon world first, and then go to the fairy world." A cold voice came out of his mouth, very calm, just It seems that he has already made such preparations.

Looking at the egg handed in front of her, Feng Ran paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "What a hero, time is running out, you can't do it alone in the fairy and demon realms, I will send the egg back to Qingchi Palace, you go to the fairy world, I'm going to the demon world."

Qing Mu shook his head: "Fengran, you don't have to get involved, this matter is no small matter..."

"Qing Mu..." Feng Ran waved his hands, his expression froze, and interrupted him: "I was not tolerated in the Three Realms ten thousand years ago, don't you think I will be afraid!"

Looking at Feng Ran's bland smile and the sudden burst of evil spirit, Qing Mu paused, and then laughed, his cold face instantly became gentle like jade, and Hua Guang was introverted.

"it is good."

When did Qing Mu have such a good look towards Feng Ran, not to mention that when he smiled, his face was handsome, extraordinary and refined, and the brilliance of the world was lost for a moment.

Feng Ran's heart was pounding, and with an 'Aiya' sound, she hurriedly took the egg and said: "Qing Mu, I didn't expect you to be quite handsome, but you should still smile at Hou Chi, this immortal gentleman is not blessed to accept someone who has married her in-law's family. "

After saying this, he waved his long whip into the air, and fled away on the back of Yun Luohuang.

Qing Mu was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the black dot disappearing into the air dumbfounded, and shook his head.

He turned around, the sun had just set, and he looked at the mountains and the bamboo forests swaying all over the mountains.

An ice coffin landed in the courtyard, it was freezing to the bone, and the people lying in it were peaceful and peaceful.

A black dog squatted obediently beside the ice coffin, its pure black hair gradually turned blood red when no one saw it.

Several bamboo houses are scattered in the courtyard, quiet and comfortable.Every grass and tree, every table and chair are all laid out by him.

He raised his head quietly, looking at the small courtyard under the blushing sun, he seemed to see Houchi pushing away the wooden house, holding the egg awkwardly in his hand, with a bitter face.

"Qingmu, look, why hasn't he moved yet? I can't wait!"

Qing Mu stretched out his hand to catch it, but the fiery figure slowly disappeared, and he raised the corner of his mouth, outlining a resolute arc.

Houchi, I will definitely let you see his birth with your own eyes.

It's only a hundred years, you still have thousands of years, and you will definitely be able to grow up with him.

He bowed his head, facing the black dog next to the ice coffin, and said as usual every time he left home: "Dahei, guard your home and wait for us to come back."

The black dog seemed to understand, looked at the figure in white who disappeared in the courtyard, raised his head and lowered his head.

Lookout Mountain was quiet, the ice coffin was quietly placed in the mountains, and the sleeping figure was indifferent to everything, as if it would never wake up again.

(End of this chapter)