Antiquity

Chapter 48

Above Optimus Prime, a ray of golden light was indistinct. The once dark and desolate space was stained with gilt color. The golden light shrouded the surroundings for miles, and the powerful and indifferent atmosphere made people daunting.

The navy blue robe was imprinted with mottled dark colors, and the figure sitting cross-legged above Optimus Prime was as motionless as a mountain, his brows and eyes were slightly closed, and his long jet-black hair moved without wind, with golden streamers spreading from the ends.

Just sitting here quietly can give birth to a feeling of being the only one in the world. No wonder the two worlds of fairy and demon have been so quiet recently, and there is no fighting at this junction.

Feng Ran fell outside the golden light, looked at Qing Mu who was sitting in mid-air, his expression was slightly concentrated, the golden light on Qing Mu's body was stronger than a year ago, and he slowly looked at the golden hair on the black hair behind him , she paused, but still held back her voice...

There are too many secrets in Qing Mu, which cannot be explained by common sense.

He has been able to come and go freely on Mount Wangwang since he became a king. Not only did he get the inheritance of the Sunburning Spear, but he also spent the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder on Qinglongtai. God tolerated and condoned him unusually.

This is not something an ordinary fairy can do, but he just doesn't know anything about his origin...

"Fengran."

The low and soft call came to his ears, Feng Ranwu returned to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Qingmu, but was stunned by the faint blood red color in his golden pupils, it was only a year, absorbing the demon power into his body, this Is it the price?
"Qing Mu..." Feng Ran paused for a moment, then calmed down, and said, "There is still a hundred years left, so you don't need to be in a hurry."

If Houchi's autonomy to return to the Three Realms is exchanged at the price of becoming a demon, Houchi will never agree.

Qing Mu focused his attention, looked at the vast space behind Optimus Prime, and shook his head in a deep voice: "Fengran, a hundred years is too short, if not, I'm afraid I won't be able to advance to the throne before Houchi returns."

Under Optimus Prime, he found that he could easily use the demonic power for his own use. Although he didn't know why, he was extremely happy. Among the three realms, only the Supreme God can be regarded as the supreme existence. If he was the Supreme God back then, he could definitely Under the threat of the Emperor Tianhou and the Demon Emperor, keep Houchi.

Fengran sighed, seeing Qingmu's firm expression, changed the subject: "As long as you sit here, there will be no troubles between the fairy and demon worlds, and when you are welcomed back to Houchi, will you still intervene in the dispute between the two worlds? "

Qing Mu shook his head, raised his hands slightly on his lap and buckled them: "When Houchi comes back, I will take her back to Mount Wangwang. I will not interfere in the dispute between the two worlds, but..." He paused, then said: " How is Jing Zhao now?"

"Being imprisoned in the Immortal Pagoda, the Heavenly Emperor issued a decree, and it must be ten thousand years." Fengran seemed to have guessed that Qingmu would ask this question, and answered very quickly, and couldn't help it after a pause: "Qingmu , this time the Emperor of Heaven was truly angry, and would not easily release Jing Zhao from the Immortal Locking Pagoda, if he didn't have a perfect plan..."

She really didn't know how to persuade her. Jing Zhao was locked up in the Immortal Pagoda because of their responsibility, but because Houchi was forced to exile in Tianji, she was absolutely unwilling to ask the Emperor of Heaven.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter." Qing Mu waved his hand, and Jing Zhao under the Heavenly Gate helped him escape with his own body. I'm afraid that this favor will be repaid sooner or later.

Seeing Qingmu's expression far away, Feng Ran hesitated for a moment before asking: "Qingmu, do you know... where is the place where Houchi was exiled?"

Qing Mu frowned, and after a slight pause, he said: "With my current spiritual power, I can't find it at all. Gujun Shangshen could have said where Houchi is now?"

Seeing Feng Ran shaking his head, Qing Mu frowned even tighter, and the blood red color in his eyes suddenly deepened.

Feeling the majestic spiritual power spreading all over his body, even with a tendency to overflow, Feng Ran's expression froze slightly, and he didn't continue talking.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come here often in the future." She curled her lips, pulled a smile, and stretched her waist: "The old man handed over the Qingchi Palace to me, and now there are more and more loose immortals who come to vote, but I'm too busy." very."

Qing Mu's eyes were filled with warmth, and he looked at Feng Ran and said, "I'm counting on you for Qingchi Palace and Wangwang Mountain." Qingchi Palace is definitely because of Houchi.

"You really don't think of yourself as an outsider! You treat yourself as your son-in-law's envoy before entering the gate of Qingchi Palace. Forget it, you can do it yourself. I'll go back." Feng Ran shook her head and left a sentence, waving at Qingmu He waved his hand and flew into the distance.

Seeing Fengran disappear into the distance, Qingmu turned his head, his eyes fell on the morning stars all over the sky, and after a long time, he slowly recovered and closed his eyes again.

His cross-legged figure stood on top of Optimus Prime, and it seemed as desolate and long-lasting as ever.

Ten years later, God Bless the Continent, hidden at the foot of the mountain.

A young man in commoner clothes held a lotus seed and looked at the boy one meter away from him with a smile on his face, with a flattering expression: "Bibo, look, what I brought you!"

The boy was dressed in a fine emerald green brocade robe, with warm jade around his waist, his forehead hair neatly tied behind his head, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of big eyes poking up. The young man in the distance snorted and said, "It's just a few lotus seeds, Baili, do you really think I'm an ordinary person who has never seen the world? Don't use these things to fool me!"

Hearing this arrogant voice, Baili Qin Chuan was not annoyed at all, and was still smiling all over his face. He took out a box from his arms and opened it, and suddenly a cool and strange fragrance wafted in. Bibo raised his eyebrows and looked at the box in his hand. , the eyes suddenly became bright, but still did not come close.

The distance between the two is only one meter, but they are different worlds.

One is like the warm season of spring, full of greenery, and the other is like the twelfth lunar month of winter, icy and chilly.

Baili Qinchuan shuddered, and moved closer, but finally stopped in front of Bibo: "Bibo, this is the Tianshan snow lotus dedicated to my father from outside the Great Wall. It is rare to meet..." He After a pause, there was a bit of sadness in his eyes: "You don't have to worry that I will ask you to take me in. It's been ten years. My father has been in poor health these years. It's time for me to go back." He said Looking at Bibo carefully, hiding the slyness in his eyes, after ten years of getting along with him, he couldn't understand the temperament of this little fairy boy.

Hearing these words, the arrogance at the corner of Bibo's mouth suddenly subsided, he turned his head to look at the young man who was close at hand, his black eyes rolled.

Except for that man, there are only him and Houchi Xianjun who can talk in this hidden mountain. If this one leaves... Although he didn't like these ordinary people breaking in at first, this Baili Qingchuan is like a cowhide plaster Also, they have been sticking together outside the mountain for ten years, and these days of bickering and fighting have passed by in a flash.

Now that he wants to leave, he is a bit reluctant, not to mention... Houchi Xianjun has not paid attention to him these years. Thinking of this, Bibo glanced at Baili Qinchuan and said: "If Xianjun is willing to see you , do you still want to go back?"

Surprise suddenly appeared in Baili Qinchuan's eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Bibo, do you have a solution?"

Bibo shook his head, turned around, eyes full of suspicion: "Your father is seriously ill, why are you so happy?"

Baili Qinchuan rubbed his hands in embarrassment, threw the box in his hand into the range of the hidden mountain, and smiled at Bibo: "The immortal king is so powerful, I will definitely keep my father safe and healthy."

Bibo glanced at him sideways, looked at the Tianshan snow lotus on the ground, waved his hand, and got into his sleeve, but his small face was still serious, and said: "Why do you need to bother the gods with such trivial matters, I will do it for you." can do well."

After speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving only Baili Qinchuan squatting at the foot of the mountain foolishly pulling up the dead grass on the ground.

God?Baili Qin Chuan paused, remembering how many times he had passed by in surprise, the smile on his mouth deepened, and he didn't know which senior sister it was?
After staying here for ten years, it seems that the old god who lives in seclusion here is finally willing to accept him.

He was born in the palace, although he was spoiled since he was a child, he is smart and clever, Bibo let go, presumably because the owner of the mountain is interested in him.

The top of the mountain is golden, and the stone table under the maple leaves is engraved with the appearance of a chessboard, on which there is a slanted formation of black and white against each other. There is no gunpowder smoke, but it is peaceful and quiet.

The young man sitting on the right has a handsome face and looks like a city. He is wearing a bright red robe, swaying to the ground, and the blue brocade is tied around his waist, which is loose and loose, and he still looks a bit calm and elegant. At this time, he is better than when he first appeared on the Lookout Mountain. There is a touch of elegance, but the coquettishness that seeps into the bones has not diminished in the slightest. With just one glance, there is an unrivaled elegance.

A woman in black uniform was sitting opposite him, with an ordinary face, her head was lowered, her brows were slightly closed, she was as motionless as an old monk in meditation, and the chess piece in her hand could not fall down even after rubbing it for a long time.

The young man in red pouted his chin and groaned with a smile. He waited for a long time, but he didn't see that the person on the other side had any plans to make a move, so he had to buckle the stone table and made a muffled sound and said in a drawn-out tone: "Why, Houchi, Are you going to regret the game again?"

The voice was clearer and more determined, Hou Chi frowned, and without changing his expression, he changed the position of the white stone on the table before putting down the black stone in his hand, and said: "Jingyuan, your move is not right, I will change it for you." change."

She had a natural demeanor, and she did what she had done countless times in the past ten years, making Jing Yuan unable to get angry at all. He looked at the eggs beside the chessboard and sighed: "What's the point of playing chess like this?" , you are also about to be a mother, why do you still like to cheat so much?"

"You are a majestic God, let me have nothing to worry about." Qing Piao Piao's words made Jing Yuan shut up, and he looked at Houchi on the opposite side in a muffled voice, and said, "You don't want to know me even now. history?"

"I don't want to." Houchi raised his head, looked at him with a smile, and there was a flash of teasing in his cold eyes: "Jingyuan Shenjun has a demeanor in a troubled world, Houchi can't match it, so he is willing to become a speck of dust beside the god, lest there are many monsters in the demon world." The banshee lord has a lot of complaints about Houchi."

"What do you mean?" Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips: "Are you still afraid?"

"That's natural." Houchi sat upright, with a straight face: "I have let the fairy world's female fairy lose her good husband and son-in-law. I have been restless all day long. Wouldn't it be a crime to break the demon world's female fairy's expectations?"

Jing Yuan frowned and smiled lightly, hiding the emotion in his eyes, and said nothing without saying a word.

Hou Chi glanced at him, propped his chin and held the egg and continued to lay it down.

Ten years ago, Jingyuan suddenly appeared in Yinshan, bringing with him the status quo of Qingchi Palace, the old man, Qingmu and Fengran.The turbulence of time and space stopped the immortals, even the emperor of heaven and the father god couldn't easily enter, she accepted his love, although it was awkward, but in the end she was still an old friend, if he didn't leave, she couldn't catch up, so she could only live like this We get along with those we don't know well, but fortunately he doesn't come here often, and it took ten and a half months to show up, play a game of chess, and disappear without a trace after drinking a pot of wine.

But... How can he be an ordinary person who can come and go freely between the time and space where the father and the gods stop? I think that when the fairy world was victorious, the emperor of heaven gave up the demon world, which was at his fingertips, and ceased fighting for a thousand years. It was because of him, As long as the gods also appear in the demon world, these three worlds will no longer be dominated by the fairy world.

If he didn't tell about his background, she never asked.

It’s just that Jingyuan is really a wonderful person, he never talks to her about anything in the Three Realms, except chatting about the flowers and plants in the hidden mountains, he only plays chess with her, sips tea, and in a flash, he is ten years.

Although he didn't say anything, Houchi knew that after ten years, a tacit understanding had finally emerged.

He never asked about things she didn't want to talk about.

Both of them knew very well that sooner or later there would be a battle between the immortals and demons, and Qingchi Palace would also be involved. The world is unpredictable, so it's better to be friends with ordinary old friends.

However, every time she thinks about his origin, she always has a feeling of uneasiness, especially when she thinks of the golden color that appeared on Qing Mu before she was exiled.

Sometimes, she even thought, what she wanted to know from Boxuan...whether Jing Yuan could answer her.

(End of this chapter)