Antiquity

Chapter 60 Nirvana
In the world of heaven and earth, in the flames of Kyushu, nothing is more supreme than the fire of the true god.

A hundred years ago, the ancient emperor's sword fell from the sky, and the sword divided the sky and the ravine, and opened a thousand-meter gap between the fairy and demon realms. The bottom is bottomless, and the bottom is burning.

In the last year of the post-ancient calendar, the ancient true gods in the realm of the sky came to the world with the true gods of apocalypse, and three of the four true gods have emerged. In order to respect the divine power of the true gods, the Kyushu Eight Desolation has been changed over the years, and the ancient calendar has been restarted.

In the third year of the ancient calendar in the New Yuan Dynasty, Senjian, the emperor of the demon world, lost his demon power greatly, and his power was weaker than that of the fairy world.The eldest prince Sen Hong went to the realm of the sky and sought shelter from the true god Bai Jue. After a year of fighting between the two sides, the true god Bai Jue finally opened his mouth to save the demon world. Jue is the emperor.The Emperor of Heaven had no choice but to withdraw from the demon world.

Since then, the true god Bai Jue has become the supreme ruler of the demon world, fighting against the fairy world, but Bai Jue made it clear that when the eldest prince Sen Hong is promoted to the god, the master of the demon world will return to the demon tiger clan.

It was a miracle that Bai Jue, the true god, intervened in the struggle of the Three Realms. The reason behind it was that the ancient world was opened, but closed for no reason.

And the reason why the Heavenly Emperor dared to confront the True God Bai Jue was only because of the True God Apocalypse and the True God of Ancient Times who lived in seclusion in Qingchi Palace.

100 years ago, the ancient emperor sword was born out of nowhere, the true god Bai Jue was seriously injured and recuperated in the sky, the true god Apocalypse brought the comatose ancient true god back to Qingchi Palace, and it took a hundred years for him to disappear.

Only when the True God Bai Jue took over the Demon Realm back then, the True God Apocalypse announced to the Three Realms that he was on the side of the Immortal Realm. The Ancient True God never appeared in the Three Realms from the beginning to the end.

Although there are different opinions, no one dares to mention it.

In the realm of the sky, on the day of True God Bai Jue's wedding, Shangshen Gujun fell, Shangjun Baixuan died, Houchi Xianjun awakened, and it has been a hundred years in a sudden turn.

Qingchi Palace.

Feng Ran hummed a tune and walked into the back mountain, holding a gold-encrusted and green birdcage in his hand, rolled his eyes, and stopped in front of a closed mountain gate.

It was built by Tianqi 100 years ago. After he moved in, few people dared to set foot on the back mountain.

Seeing Bibo flopping on the tree not far away, Feng Ran squinted her eyes and said, "Come on, Bibo, I went to the mortal world once and brought you a present. Do you like it?"

Bibo flew close, circled around the birdcage a few times, blinked his big eyes, and made a crisp voice: "Fengran Xianjun, what is this?"

"I saw that all the birds in the world live in it, so I let you find one in the big family's house and give it to you." Feng Ran pushed the birdcage towards Bibo, and said in a low voice, "What's going on inside?" ?”

Bibo shook his head, fluttered his wings and hurriedly caught the birdcage, muttering: "It's still the same, that purple-haired monster is guarding the cave, and no one is allowed in except Aqi."

The corners of Fengran's eyes twitched, trying to ignore the horrifying fact that Bibo called the most honored true god in history a 'purple-haired monster' year after year, day after day, she swallowed and waved her hand: "Go Talk to A Qi, let him take me in, this Qingchi Palace is not the true God of Apocalypse, he just occupies the mountain as king, and if he occupies it for 100 years, he is too self-conscious to be a guest."

"I knew you were not so kind, so I dare not say it." Bibo snorted, grabbed the birdcage and flew towards the entrance of the cave: "You think I'm stupid, the purple-haired monster can kill me with a single slap, how can I kill you?" Before Houchi Shenjun woke up, I went to the underworld to report."

As a troublemaker like you, it's no wonder that the ghost king of the underworld dares to accept you!Fengran couldn't help saying something in her heart, but she finally sighed because of Bibo's last sentence.

The vicissitudes of the Three Realms have been changing for hundreds of years, only Houchi, sleeping in the back mountain of Qingchi Palace, does not know the years in the world, and does not know when he will wake up.

I'm afraid that what happened 100 years ago has exhausted her bones and blood, otherwise she wouldn't have given such a name to the little god who was about to break the world while she was sleeping-Qi.

Abandoned by father and mother, abandoned by heaven and earth.

Fortunately, the True God of Apocalypse was in Qingchi Palace. After he broke his shell and enlightened his wisdom, he changed another voice, Aqi. This is the child of Qingmu and Houchi's spirit, now the little god of Qingchi Palace.

Feng Ran looked at the cave door which had been closed for a hundred years, her eyes slowly drooping, and it was difficult to distinguish her expression.

Houchi, it's been 100 years, no matter what was right and wrong that year, it's over, you should... wake up.

The apse of the Pilgrimage Temple.

Because Princess Jing Zhao, who hadn't returned to the Heavenly Palace for nearly a year, came suddenly, the whole palace was quiet.

Tianhou walked in from outside the hall, saw Jing Zhao sitting on a chair waiting for her, turned around with a cold face, but was grabbed by the hem of the clothes by Jing Zhao who ran up.

"Mother's Queen." Jing Zhao's voice was low, with a slightly invisible request: "You haven't spoken to me for a year..."

Jing Zhao has been in charge of the realm of the sky for a hundred years, and has been above everyone for a long time. His temperament and temper are no longer comparable to those of the past. The Queen of Heaven couldn't bear to see her look like a long-lost little daughter, but she turned around and waved her hands, and said forcefully: "You are now in the sky. Under one person, above ten thousand, why do you need me as a queen mother!"

"Empress, although the emperor took over the demon world, he has never done any harm to the immortal world, nor has he harmed the dignity of you and the emperor... Why are you still angry?"

"Jing Zhao, you should know that from the time when the apocalypse and the ancient times came into the world, and the ancient calendar was opened, it is impossible for the Three Realms and Eight Desolations to honor your father and emperor any more. Don't perfuse me with these nice words." After all these years, because Jing Zhao was in the realm of the sky, the respect of the Three Realms for her and Twilight has not diminished but instead increased, Tianhou's voice softened: "I'm not angry about what happened to the demon world back then..."

Because of Tianhou's words, a hint of surprise flashed across Jing Zhao's face, but before the joy reached his eyes, he froze abruptly.

"I'm angry about how many years it's been. Although the wedding was interrupted out of nowhere, but you stayed in the sky for 100 years, what's going on?" the queen's voice Some hate iron for steel: "Jing Zhao, although there are occasional frictions between the demon world and the fairy world, but with Tian Qi and Bai Jue here, there will be no chaos. If you don't rectify your status in the Temple of Heaven as soon as possible, if one day, Hou Chi ...No... If the ancient true god left Qingchi Palace, how would you deal with yourself?"

Reluctantly uttering those two words, Tianhou rubbed the corners of her brows and sat on the chair beside her.

The entire Three Realms knew that the Houchi back then was the ancient true god today. Although they didn't know why she hadn't left the Qingchi Palace in the past 100 years, no one knew about the karmic entanglement back then.

Compared with the noble status, even the three true gods are not as good as the ancient ones, let alone the current Jing Zhao?
Jing Zhao fell silent, and took a sip from the teacup on the table after a long time. His expression was a little remote, but indifferent and abnormal: "Mother, no matter what her status is, there is no reason to rob other people's husband by force. Now The one who is by the side of Shenjun...is me."

She raised her head slowly, and there was in her eyes the nobleness and arrogance that was not lost to the empress who had been in a high position for a long time.

Tianhou was slightly taken aback, then sighed secretly, in order to be able to stand beside Bai Jue justifiably, how much has Jing Zhao changed in the past hundred years, and how much has he endured?

"Then why did you come here today?" Tianhou turned her eyes, looked at Jing Zhao, and said slowly.

"Next month is the birthday of Old Shangjun Donghua. He sent an invitation to the Temple of Heaven. I want to attend with the Queen Mother." Jing Zhao pursed his lips, and it seemed that he had uncovered the topic just now. Thinking of it, he laughed .

"Is it the Donghua Shangjun of Daze Mountain?" Tianhou's heart suddenly jumped. Seeing that Jing Zhao's brows did not move, she reminded: "Donghua Shangjun's birthday banquet more than 200 years ago, I heard that she..."

"Mother, it's all gone. We attended the old Shangjun's birthday banquet together, which is considered to be enough for him, and there will be no gossip." Jing Zhao said softly with a calm expression.

Tianhou paused, and understood the meaning of Jing Zhao's words.

No matter how noble the ancient status is, as long as she doesn't show up and Jing Zhao can always stand by Bai Jue's side, Jing Zhao will always be admired by the immortals in the three realms.

She was silent for a moment, and finally sighed under Jing Zhao's slightly expectant eyes, and said, "Okay."

Jing Zhao got Tianhou's guarantee, and left after chatting for a while. Tianhou watched her figure disappear outside the Yuyu Palace, rubbing her brows, and a look of tiredness appeared in the corners of her eyes.

It has been 100 years... From the moment when the ancient emperor sword was born and Hou Chi awakened, she has lived tremblingly for 100 years.

She lives in fear every day, fearing that the ancient times will appear... Until now, she is not as courageous and courageous as Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao, if you have been by that person's side for thousands of years in ancient times, you will understand that in this world, there are some people who are born to dominate the world and rank among all living beings.

In the realm of the sky, the three fire dragons coiled around the main hall boredly, yawned, and patted their big mouths with their paws. From a distance, they saw Jing Zhao's figure appearing in the air. The son disappeared.

In the peach forest in Yuanling Swamp, the person sitting upright with downcast eyes felt the hot breath approaching, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a giant dragon squatting not far from him, said: "Sanhuo, what's wrong?"

"Shenjun, Jing Zhao is back." The three fire dragons shrank to the thickness of an arm, coiled in mid-air, and their voices were buzzing.

"Since when did you like to take care of these things?" Bai Jue said indifferently, flipping through the book in his hands leisurely.

"She has a close relationship with Tiangong, so we won't be able to fight the fairy world!" Sanhuo shook his head in displeasure, and moved a little closer to Bai Jue.

"The battle between immortals and demons was born and killed. I repaired a song for you back then. I wanted to help you become a god. If you help Senhong now, it will be much more difficult to overcome the calamity in the future."

"What's the matter? I've lived tens of thousands of years old dragon, and it's rare to have someone who looks up to me. What's more, I'm also a demon clan. When the demon king lost his power, the fairy world took the opportunity to attack the demon world, causing the demon emperor to fight against the demon world. To die on the battlefield is a great disgrace to our monster clan, how can we not report it?"

Bai Jue patted his head and waved his hands and said: "Okay, I said before that although I will protect the demon world, I will not interfere in the affairs of the demon world. I don't know what Senhong wants to do." Will intervene, if you are confident that you can win Twilight and Wu Huan, just send troops, I will not intervene, Tian Qi will naturally do the same."

After Bai Jue finished speaking, the heads of the three fire dragons drooped, muttering, "Then I'll wait, the old dragon's life is also very valuable", turned around and flew away.

A moment later, Jing Zhao's figure appeared outside the peach forest. She looked at Bai Jue sitting in the forest, the arrogance and arrogance all over her body slowly disappeared, and her footsteps stopped in place.

The man's long golden hair had returned to pitch black at some point, his plain white robe, and the corners of his brows were indifferent, as if from that day a hundred years ago, his whole person was cold.

Jing Zhao didn't know that he was like this in ancient times, or he changed from the moment the ancient true god awakened.

"Why are you standing there without talking?" Bai Jue turned his head, saw Jing Zhao standing aside, and said softly.

"Oh." Jing Zhao came back to his senses and moved a little closer, but still stopped a meter away from Bai Jue. She had discovered a long time ago that when she was this distance away from him, his expression was the most satisfied.

"One month later, Donghua Shangjun's birthday banquet, my mother and I will go together, do you...have time?" Jing Zhao said softly, seeing Bai Jue frowned unconsciously, he said hastily: "I'm just talking, Donghua is just a superior, and you don't need to go there in person, there are still some things to deal with in the palace, so I'll go back first."

Jing Zhao turned and left in a hurry, Bai Jue closed the book, his eyes were dazed for a moment...Is it Donghua's birthday banquet?
Unconsciously, the angry face of Tian Qi appeared on the Sky Palace a hundred years ago appeared in his mind, Bai Jue pursed his lips, and his expression gradually faded away.

Jing Zhao, who walked out of the peach forest quickly, stopped and looked back slowly. There seemed to be no one in the forest, and a feeling of sadness gradually emerged in her heart.

After 100 years, she still doesn't know whether he is Bai Jue, or...Qing Mu...

In the realm of the sky where the guests dispersed a hundred years ago, under the carnival of the Three Realms opened in the ancient world, on the top of the empty sky, she watched helplessly that man on the throne for three days and three nights without sleep.

The blood on her chest seemed to have flowed out, and only a shocking dark red color could be seen on the red ancient robe. She thought that that person would sit on the highest place in the world like that and die like that.

Until... the moment the apocalypse appeared.

"Bai Jue, Houchi has fallen into a deep sleep again. As you wish, Shanggu will never wake up."

After the cold words were finished, there was no more sound. When she stumbled and ran in, she could only see the blood-stained throne, the empty vault of heaven, and no one there.

At that time, she thought that Bai Jue and Qingmu would no longer exist in this world.

It was not until a year later that she saw Bai Jue again in this peach grove.

At that time, he was dressed in white, with dyed black hair, turned his head, and looked indifferent and cold.

But to Jing Zhao, that is already the most beautiful scenery in the world.

From then on, to her, whether he was Bai Jue or Qing Mu, it was no longer important.

The important thing is that he is still alive in this world, and it is the best that she can stand by his side.

The mountain behind Qingchi Palace.

"Bibo, tell Fengran to let her take care of the Chi Palace with peace of mind, and she doesn't have to worry about Houchi." Tianqi rejected the chattering Bibo as usual, and walked towards the cave door without stopping, but suddenly stopped. live.

Holding a birdcage behind him, Bibo, with a crisp voice, couldn't stop, his whole body hit the birdcage, staring at the birdcage for a moment, and then he said impolitely: "Purple-haired monster, what are you stopping for... ..." Stretching his head and looking forward, his eyes widened, he opened a gap, and his voice trembled: "Heaven, God of Apocalypse...the door, the door is open..."

"I know."

The extremely calm voice came out of Tian Qi's mouth, and he felt unbearable. Even Bi Bo obediently shut his mouth in this deep atmosphere.

"I'll go tell Aqi." After Bibo finished speaking, she disappeared instantly.

Tian Qi turned around in a daze, as if he had thought of something, turned and ran towards where he came from, with uncontrollable ecstasy in his eyes.

A moment later, in front of Huajing Pool in Qingchi Palace.

Tian Qi looked at the gate of the palace motionless, as if unable to recover, stared blankly at Feng Ran in the center of the pool, and walked over step by step.

In the Huajing Pond, under the large lotus leaves, a woman in a black robe stood quietly, her black hair reached her waist, she seemed to hear the footsteps behind her, she turned her head slowly, her pupils were silent.

After a while, he chuckled softly, with a graceful and distant look, and a sonorous atmosphere.

"Tianqi, next month Yuemi Shangshen will celebrate his 15-year-old birthday. What gift have you prepared? You might as well prepare it for me!"

Tian Qi froze in place, looking at the woman in the pool, his pupils flashed unbelievable surprise.

The upper god Yue Mi, the upper god of the ancient world, has always had a good relationship with the four true gods.

But her birthday banquet has long been submerged in the prehistoric years, and it ceased to exist more than 6 years ago.

In ancient times, you are finally back?

But, how do I feel... I have already lost you.

(End of this chapter)