Antiquity

Chapter 77

Immortals are all good, not to mention immortality, and the fairy world is also said to be beautiful and peaceful. The mortals spend their whole lives praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, doing all good deeds, visiting immortals and looking for ancient times, just to be able to ascend to the throne of immortals and enjoy eternal life It's just that they didn't know that this immortal just lived a little longer, and the vulgar feelings of ignorance, anger, resentment, and hatred are no less than those in the mortal world.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This sentence is really not bluffing at all.

Raksha Land has been a battleground for immortals and demons since the opening of the ancient world. For 6 years, countless immortals and demons fought and died here.

Feng Ran walked out of the big tent, looked at the monster soldiers waiting in full force on the opposite side of the Black Cloud Swamp, and secretly sighed in her heart, with her heart, it was quite depressing to stay here for only one day, let alone the soldiers who have been stationed here for thousands of years up.

"Feng Ran, the immortal energy is at its peak at dawn in Rakshasa Land. If you leave at this time, it will be much easier to break through the demon barriers outside."

Feng Ran turned her head and saw Jing Jian walking out of the middle tent, with the silver fairy armor draped over his body, and a murderous aura came towards him.

She nodded and said with a smile: "You don't have to feel like you are facing a big enemy, I will leave in half a moment."

"Qing Li has a good mind. She has been tied here by me for a hundred years, and she has hated me to the bone. I have heard a little about things in the demon world. You and Chang Qin have a deep friendship. If she knows you are here, she may not be safe. Branches will arise.”

It's inconvenient for her to intervene in the affairs of the fairy and demon. Feng Ran knew that Jing Jian was right, and was about to answer, but saw a light-colored blood stain on the right shoulder of his fairy armor, and pointed to him: "Jing Jian, you have been... hurt?"

The fairy armor is transformed by spiritual power, even if it is injured, there should be no blood stains left.

Jing Jian lowered his eyes, was stunned, and shook his head: "I have suffered a lot of injuries here for a hundred years, but here...not."

He looked up to the other side of the black cloud swamp, his expression was far away, his eyes were full of emptiness and maturity that Feng Ran couldn't see clearly.

"Feng Ran, it was because of you that I came to Raksha Land at the beginning. I acted in a fit of anger. For more than [-] years, Raksha Land was guarded by the old Lord Mianxiu. I treat everyone equally, you probably don’t know that I have been guarding the gate for ten years.”

Fengran was a little surprised. She had heard of the name of Mianxiu. The most skilled immortal in the Three Realms from the ancient world had been guarding the Rakshasa Land for 6 years and had never stepped out of it. Donghua Shangjun is equally famous, but I heard that he had died in the Raksha Land decades ago. When the news came, the fairy world was shocked.

She raised her head to look at Jing Jian, and saw his right hand lightly resting on the sword at his waist, with a solemn expression, so she collected her mind and listened quietly.

"Ten years in the fairy world is but a moment, but in the Raksha land, it seems like a hundred years. Countless people died in the battle between the fairy and demon races, and the souls are scattered every time. The fairy kings outside will never die." Knowing that there is such a purgatory in the Three Realms, it is the same for us, and it is the same for the Yaozu. After fighting for too long, even the hatred has become numb in the end. Everyone thinks that as long as they can win, they will have a chance to get out of here. Day. At the beginning, I thought so too..."

"80 years ago, Qing Li took advantage of the eclipse of the moon when the immortal energy was weak, and used the lives of [-] soldiers from the demon world into blood knives to fight. The blood knife controlled by Qing Li, but in the end he himself lost all flesh and blood, and turned into a ray of resentment from Rakshasa."

Jing Jian put his hands lightly on his shoulders, turned his head, stared at Feng Ran, and said quietly: "He stood in front of me in the end, blocked the bloody knife for me and died, the blood stains on his shoulders were left by him at that time Mianxiu Shangjun told me before his death that if you don’t want the entire fairyland to become like a ghost like Rakshasa, you must not take a step back. Fengran, there are people behind me who want to protect, so I will definitely insist go down."

The morning light broke through the first ray of light, and the dark world of Rakshasa seemed to be broken. Jing Jian turned around and smiled lightly, with clear and firm eyes. Feng Ran blinked her shy eyes, she knew what Jing Jian meant.

Relatives and old friends are the real reasons why he stayed here for a hundred years, so he said with a smile: "Okay, when the battle between the fairy and the demon is over, I will prepare the strongest wine in the world in Qingchi Palace to wash away the dust for you. From today on, you It doesn't matter if you are the son of the Heavenly Emperor or a downcast immortal, I, Fengran, only recognize you, Jing Jian, and will be my friend for the rest of my life."

Feng Ran stretched out her hand in front of Jing Jian, smiling brightly.

Jing Jian was slightly startled, suppressed the deep emotions in his eyes, his face was warm and gentle, he held Fengran's hand: "Okay, Fengran, when I come back, even if you want to drink for a hundred years, I will accompany you."

"But..." He withdrew his hand and looked out of the Black Cloud Swamp: "It's time for you to return to Qingchi Palace."

Fengran was not a man of tweaking either, he nodded and looked at the sky, before he could say 'OK', a piercing roar came from the camp of the demon soldiers at the other end of the swamp.

"Why is there no news this time? It's rare to stop for a few days. It seems that Qing Li is going to send troops again. Feng Ran, you leave quickly." Jing Jian glanced into the distance, frowned slightly, and hurried back to the tent.

"Where is the Lord Yunjue? Immediately prepare your troops for battle."

The sound of shouting resounded in the tent, and the soldiers from the Immortal Realm lined up and flew into the air.

Fengran hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the demon camp, feeling a little uneasy, and hid aside.

There was no sign of the monster soldiers going out to battle this time, so Qing Li wouldn't do useless things.

For a short while, the two armies faced each other over the black cloud swamp. After tens of thousands of years of fighting, both sides had become numb, unable to see the desire for war, and all soldiers had only persistence in their eyes.

Jing Jian came out of the camp, glanced in front of the general's gate, saw that Feng Ran was no longer there, breathed a sigh of relief, flew to the front of the fairy general, looked at Qing Li in a green dress opposite, and said lightly: "Qing Li, today I still follow the old Rules come?"

After the blood knife was refined with the flesh and blood of the demon generals, the demon emperor ordered that this method should not be used again. In the past few decades, there was a fairy formation set up by the heavenly emperor in front of the gate of the fairy world. Jian agreed that for a period of one month, the two sides will fight once, and the losing side must give up ten miles of land. Over the years, the fall of dozens of lords has minimized the sacrifices of soldiers in the fairy world.

Qingli changed from her usual coquettishness to a rare solemnity, her green skirt turned into a demon armor, exuding an evil and charming coldness: "It's been decades, Jingjian, why haven't you gotten tired of this? How about we play a new trick today?"

"Qing Li, do you want to break the contract?" Bo's angry voice came from Jing Jian's mouth, and he looked at Qing Li with serious eyes.

"So what, you really think that I have been afraid of you for decades. If it weren't for the formation laid down by the Emperor of Heaven, this fairy world gate would have been owned by my demon world long ago. Today is your death day. I want you First, sacrifice the flag for my monster clan!"

Qing Li waved her hand, and the monster clan that covered the sky and the sun came out of the tent, flew into the air, and surrounded the fairy clan.

Jing Jian glanced around and saw that Qingli was smiling and her face changed slightly. The soldiers of the two clans of immortals and demons stationed at Rakshasa Land have not changed much in the past hundred years. It will take a few days to break through the layers of fog. If more soldiers are sent, the other side will surely know about it. But... there are ten times more monsters present in Rakshasa Land than usual. This is simply impossible. !

Even with the protection of the imperial father's formation, it is difficult to resist the reinforcements coming here. Fortunately, Feng Ran has already left.Jing Jian frowned slightly, gestured to the back, clenched the long sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Qing Li, you are really good at tricking, and you can hide the entire fairy world."

"The Second Highness is laughing. Qing Li's methods have never caught His Highness's eyes. It is rare that His Highness is interested this time. If the Second Highness is willing to surrender, I will not hurt your soldiers in the fairy world. How about it?" Qing Li took a step forward, Not without pride in the eyes.

"Joke, if you can take the head of my Jing Jian, just come!" Jing Jian glanced at the general behind him, seeing Yun Jue disappearing, his heart was at ease, and he looked at the soldiers again, seeing that although they were terrified, they were rarely determined, There is some comfort in my heart.

"Jingjian, Qingli can't take your life, so what about the emperor?"

With a sound of 'dong', Yun Jue was bundled into a ball and fell from the sky, falling in front of the immortal general, Jing Jian's expression changed slightly.

A majestic voice sounded, and the monster clan officers saluted halfway, giving way, and a young man in a purple robe walked slowly.

Seeing the appearance of the Demon Emperor, Jing Jian's heart sank, and he finally understood where Qingli's confidence came from. Even Senhong came here, so it must be that the Yaozu is bound to win this time, but he should understand that if even him Also shot, the father and mother will never stay in Tiangong to watch the battle.

"Demon Emperor, do you know that if you participate in the battle, the battle between fairy and demon will no longer be inevitable."

"From the moment my father died in battle a hundred years ago, the two worlds of immortals and demons have been in an endless battle! Jing Jian, stop talking nonsense, how dare you fight me today!"

Sen Hong waved his hand, and the thick monster power spread instantly, covering the entire Rakshasa Land, and the coercion of King's Landing came from him, igniting the morale of the entire monster clan.

The soldiers of the immortal clan were crushed to half kneel on the ground, Jing Jian took two steps back and said in a voiceless voice: "The power of the God... Sen Hong, you have actually been promoted to the God of God!"

Jing Jian has been in Raksha Land for a hundred years, and he has already cultivated to the peak of the Supreme Lord, but Senhong can make him have no fighting spirit. There is no other possibility except Shangshen. No wonder the monster soldiers can appear out of thin air, it must be Senhong Only by covering up can one deceive the immortal clan, but how is this possible... There must be a thunder coming to the world when the god is promoted, and the name will appear on Optimus Prime. How could no one in the three realms know about this?
Hearing this, the soldiers of the immortal world all looked terrified and turned pale.If the Demon Emperor has already been promoted to the Supreme God, even if there is a fairy formation set up by the Heavenly Emperor in front of the gate, they will not be able to defend the gate. At that time, the demon soldiers will enter the realm...

Feng Ran who was hidden in the fairy camp was also startled, half a month ago when she saw Sen Hong on the top of the sky, he was only a demigod, how could he be promoted so quickly, and even deceived people from the three realms?

"That's right, Jing Jian, this emperor has already become a god, and the three realms are no longer your only one in the fairy world. It's time for you to pay back the blood feud of my father!"

Sen Hong's eyes flashed red, he rose into the air, raised his hand slightly, and the monster soldiers around rushed towards the immortal general under Qing Li's command.Jing Jian drew his sword and led the celestial generals to meet the enemy. In an instant, over the black cloud swamp, the lights of immortals and demons intersected, and there was a bloody storm.

The gap in the number of immortals and demons is too great. Even if the soldiers of the immortal world fight to the death, they are no match for the tide of demon soldiers. There are immortal generals who die in battle, and the encirclement circle is getting smaller and smaller. , sacrificed the feathered umbrella, blocked Qingli, and went towards the defeated fairy general.

Under Jing Jian's all-out fight, the demon soldiers could not leave a trace. Seeing Jing Jian's bloody path, a cold snort sounded from mid-air, Sen Hong waved his hand, and swung down with magnificent divine power. Armor is in pieces.

The red halberd transformed from divine power headed towards Jingjian's head. At the very moment...a silver-white aura suddenly appeared in the sky above Jingjian, turning into a huge barrier to protect him. The earth is like daylight.

The sound of fighting stopped, and the two warring parties looked into the air, and stopped unexpectedly.

In Raksha Land, there are still immortals who can block the blow of God, how is this possible?

Jing Jian held the long sword in his hand, with blood escaping from the corner of his lips. He half-kneeled on the ground, looking at the red figure that suddenly appeared in the air, his expression that had not wavered when the giant halberd attacked him was finally broken.

Fengran...

"Fengran, why are you here?"

The Yaohuang looked at Feng Ran who had blocked his blow, and his face darkened.

Standing in front of the demon soldiers, Qing Li narrowed her eyes slightly, flashing a gloomy light.

Even if the Demon King fears the ancient true gods, but in front of hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers, it is impossible for him to give up attacking the fairy world because of a single Fengran, destroying the hope of the entire demon clan for tens of thousands of years.

Fengran, I won this round.

Top of the sky.

Walking through the long corridor, when the hot feeling in the hands of the ancients gradually turned cold, she saw a resplendent inner room with mist escaping from it, which must be the eternity pool mentioned by the maid.

From a distance, some maidservants saw the ancient approaching, they looked into the room, a little stunned, but they still greeted them and saluted: "Your Highness, the god is inside, if you need to take a bath, you have to wait..."

The cold eyes swept over lightly, with inexplicable coercion, the maidservant turned pale and knelt down on the ground before she finished speaking, not daring to speak any more.

Shang Gu walked towards the room, breathing in one after another, and the serving maid saw her face and knelt down on the ground.

Ten meters of steps, the ground is full of jade.

Walking step by step, his eyes fell on the people in the pool, his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish.

The ancient black figure was reflected in the misty Yuhua Pool, silent and cold.

Perhaps the silence was too weird and suffocating, the people in the pool finally realized something was wrong, turned their heads, and saw Shang Gu standing one meter away from the edge of Yuhua Pool, his usually cold face suddenly shattered, his expression was extremely strange.

His long black hair was draped over his shoulders, and there was still moist mist in his eyes. His upper body was only covered with a thin undershirt. Water drops slipped from his neck and dripped into the pool. There was something inexplicable in the quiet hall. ambiguous.

Although Bai Jue's appearance is not as coquettish as Tian Qi's, but his features are picturesque. In the ancient world, there is hardly a god who can compare with him. I have never seen him like this in ancient times, and he rushed in aggressively. At this time, he bumped into such a beautiful scene. regret.

Her face was alluring, yet she carried the elegance and luxury of a banishing immortal.

That's what mortal people say when they go to brothels and "spend a lot of money" for beauties...

Probably because the surprise in Bai Jue's eyes was too shocking, Shang Gu slightly moved his eyes away, turned around, and said lightly, "Bai Jue, I have something to ask you."

Bai Jue's expression was inexplicable, seeing Shang Gu turned around, he walked out of the pool and beckoned.

The servant girl who was stunned by the side came back to her senses, and hurriedly took the robe and put it on him.

The sound of water droplets splashing on the ground was exceptionally clear, perhaps because it was too quiet, even the crease sound of the maidservant changing Bai Jue's clothes was heard in Shang Gu's ears without leaving a single step.

Gently breathed a sigh of relief, and when his fingertips touched the cold stone chain, Shang Gu calmed down and returned to normal.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Shang Gu turned around, and saw Bai Jue coming in a snow-white robe, the snow satin brushed the ground, his face was still covered with the mist from the hot spring.

"What happened, you barged in like this?" Bai Jue asked, frowning slightly.

Shang Gu coughed lightly, tightened the stone chain in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Bai Jue, what is your relationship with Houchi?"

Bai Jue's expression was slightly startled, and his expression was calm: "Houchi? She fell asleep shortly after I woke up back then. What can we have to do with each other?"

"You know that's not what I meant, Bai Jue, you have Qingmu's memory, tell me, what is the relationship between Qingmu and Houchi? What are you and Tianqi hiding from me?" Shang Gu approached slowly , the voice was cold.

"In the ancient times, who is talking to you..."

"No one else needs to talk about it." Shang Gu narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Jing Zhao's hostility towards me is too inexplicable. It's not normal, let alone..."

She stretched out her left hand, the stone chain on her wrist was as shiny as before, spread her right hand, and a similar stone chain appeared in front of Bai Jue.

"Shouldn't you explain what's going on?"

Bai Jue's pupils tightened suddenly, and he stared fixedly at the hideous and intertwined wounds on Gu's wrist, his voice was a little hoarse: "Your wounds, how did you get them..."

"I don't know, it should be left behind by Houchi." Shang Gu lowered his head: "Her years of tens of thousands of years are more exciting than my past tens of thousands of years, don't you think, Bai Jue?"

Bai Jue didn't make a sound, but his breath was inexplicably unstable. When Shang Gu approached, he suddenly stopped, his expression changed slightly: "Bai Jue, did you use your original power?"

She swung a wave of divine power towards Bai Jue, the scene of coming in was too flustered just now, she didn't notice that Bai Jue's divine power was slackened and his breath was erratic, it was obvious that he had used too much original power.

Bai Jue frowned, took two steps back, channeled a divine power to block in front of him, flicked away Shang Gu's detection, frowned and said: "Shang Gu, this is my private matter and has nothing to do with you..."

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Shang Gu's expression was astonished, and his gaze was shining and deep.

"Why do you have the breath of the ancient emperor's sword?"

Bai Jue clenched his hands suddenly, and stepped back, using too much original power in the demon world, Shang Gu noticed it.

The silver divine power swept across the hall, the brilliance was dazzling, the kneeling servant girl saw the ancient god lord waved her hand, and the upper body robe of her own god lord was shattered into powder, everyone gasped, really couldn't figure out what the situation was, They all bowed their heads.

"Ancient times!"

Tian Qi, who had heard the news, happened to bump into this scene, and was stunned at the entrance of the hall, his face was blue and white, and it was extremely exciting for a while.

On Bai Jue's right chest, the deep bone sword marks are vividly visible. After a hundred years, it is still the same as before, as if it was injured yesterday.

The only thing in this world that can leave scars on Bai Jue's body is her Ancient Emperor Sword.

How could she hurt Bai Jue?

The ice-cold mourning hit like a tide, the bright red wedding gown, the old man's figure disappearing in mid-air, and... that desperate and desolate sword.

Shang Gu quietly walked towards Bai Jue, Bai Jue, who are they?
Bai Jue stopped at the same spot, fixedly staring at Shang Gu who was walking towards him step by step, listening to her every word, deep and cold, inexplicably sad.

"Bai Jue, what did you do back then to allow me to hurt you with the ancient emperor's sword?"

The entire hall could be heard, Tian Qiguang looked at the cold back of the ancient, seemed to be captured by the depth of the words, standing at the entrance of the hall, advancing and retreating.

In ancient times, do you remember something...

Houchi loves Qingmu so much, if you remember, will you be like her?
"Ancient times." Obviously it was only a moment, but it seemed as long and unbearable as a hundred years and a thousand years. Bai Jue's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and he said with difficulty: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, a roar came from afar, resounding through the Three Realms.

The three of them raised their heads and looked out - in the far west, the dark red and silver divine power faintly intertwined, moving through the heaven and the earth between killing and attacking.

"It's Fengran..." Shang Gu walked out: "Where is that place, the person who fights Fengran has the power of a god! It's not the breath of Twilight and Wuhuan..."

"It's the Raksha Land on the shore of the Western Realm. The immortals have heavy troops stationed here. Feng Ran is not guarding Optimus Prime, so how could he go there?" Tian Qi also walked out, with a suspicious look on his face.

At the battle between fairies and demons...God God...?Thinking of Bai Jue's whereabouts this month and the original power he lost, Shang Gu abruptly turned his head and looked at Bai Jue: "Bai Jue, it was you who used your original power to help Sen Hong advance to the throne and deceived everyone?"

"That's right." Bai Jue nodded, "I owe Sen Hong a favor..."

The roaring sound came from above the sea of ​​clouds, and the western region was as cold and terrifying as a never-ending fire cloud, feeling that the silver divine power was getting weaker and weaker, Shang Gu glanced at Bai Jue, and flew towards the western region with a flick of his sleeves go.

"Bai Jue, when I bring Fengran back, I hope you can give me an explanation."

Shang Gu disappeared in front of the main hall, silver streamer flashed across the sky, Tian Qi wanted to chase him, but finally stopped and turned his head, looked at Bai Jue's pale face, and said: "With your divine power, how could that sword wound never disappear? recovery?"

Bai Jue didn't answer, just put on the robe given by the maid, turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

"Bai Jue, some things are done right after they are done. My sins cannot be cleared away, so why not yours?"

After Tianqi finished speaking, he disappeared into the hall and chased after the ancient times.

In the hall, Bai Jue paused, looked down at the wound on his chest, and quietly lowered his eyes.

His expression was desolate and indifferent, just like he was sitting on the throne a hundred years ago, watching the ancient emperor sword ignite an inexhaustible flame under Optimus Prime.

He knew that the flame was Houchi's hatred.

Blue fall and yellow spring, eternal life and eternal life, life after life.

(End of this chapter)