Immortal master's cute apprentice wife

Chapter 2

After a night of blood rain, all the disciples of Guixu Immortal Sect benefited a lot. Those who were not sick were refreshed, and those who were sick were in good health.

It turns out that the blood rain still has such advantages, no wonder the gods want them to be showered with blood together.

At the same time that the disciples changed their views on Blood Rain, their favorability and admiration towards their gods also surged upwards like somersaulting clouds.

At the same time, there was news that Ziyi Shenzun was going to Mount Buzhou.

Who is there in Buzhou Mountain?

All the disciples covered their mouths and smiled, understanding.

Your Majesty Lanxi and their family's deity are a perfect match, they are a match made in heaven.If the gods can be more active, they will become the couple of gods and immortals.

Outside the Immortal Sect of Guixu, Ziyi Shenzun and his disciples...

"The time to go to Buzhou Mountain is seven days at least, half a month at most, Tianhui, you have to worry about the matter of Xianzong." Ziyi instructed.

"Yes, Master! I will definitely live up to Master's entrustment."

The eldest disciple Tian Hui responded, with a smile and vigor on his young face.

"Tianzheng, you... don't rush into the matter of cultivating immortals." Zi Yi cast a worried look at the second disciple.

"Thank you, Master, for your concern, but I won't force you any more, let everything take its course." Tian Zheng looked very calm.

"It's wonderful that you think so."

Zi Yi sighed slightly, and his eyes fell on the third disciple again.

"Master, I will definitely feed those five big turtles well, so we won't let us drift away from the Ruins Realm." Tianyao said with a grin.

"Don't get into trouble with alcohol." Ziyi said to Tianyao with a serious expression.

"Follow Master's instructions."

Tianyao's solemn salute made Ziyi shake his head.

"Master, your Zixin sword." Tian Ruo respectfully presented the Zixin sword.

Ziyi took the sword, and said to Tianruo, the only female disciple: "..."

"I must listen to what the elder brother said, and I must not run around, don't mess around, and don't bully disciples with poor spells." Tianruo read it smoothly as if reciting: "Master, when you go to Buzhou Mountain, you must take Mrs. Lan Xi bring back."

Oops, how did she tell her true thoughts...

The three senior brothers looked at her in unison, the junior sister was so brave.

"Nonsense!" Zi Yi scolded softly: "Don't mention this matter again."

The four disciples, one, two, three, and four all looked down at their toes.

Seeing that several disciples bowed their heads and admitted their mistakes, Zi Yi was slightly relieved, and silently recited a spell, and the imperial sword flew up, carrying the immortal into the air.

"Be careful in everything, go and return quickly for the teacher."

"The disciple respectfully sent the master off."

Outside the Northwest Sea, in the corner of the Great Wilderness, there are mountains that do not fit together.

According to legend, Buzhou Mountain is the only way from the human world to reach the heaven. Although the family land of the Nuwa clan is in Wanqiu, the emperors of the Nuwa clan will stay in Buzhou Mountain and take care of the Tianzhu as their duty.

Buzhou Mountain symbolizes incompleteness and disaster, or its own existence is a collection of incompleteness and disaster.

Yujian finally arrived at Buzhou Mountain in three days. The mountain is always cold and snowy all the year round.

Withdrawing the sword and walking slowly on the snow, everything in the world is lifeless, only a piece of whiteness.

The closer you get to the Tianzhu altar, the more familiar resistance you feel.

Walking under the altar, I saw a smear of earthy yellow on the snow-capped ground.

"The villain has seen the gods."

Sure enough, it was a three-foot 'little man', with official hat, official clothes, white hair and white beard, holding a dead wooden cane, and his face was wrinkled.

"Are you the land here?" Ziyi asked.

"The villain is right." The land said respectfully: "A few days ago, it was raining red in the mountains. The villain was worried about Mr. Lan Xi, so he came to check it out. Unexpectedly, the area around the altar was enchanted, and the villain was extremely frightened. , but can’t get in by the right way, fortunately, the gods are here, fortunately, fortunately.”

Zi Yi thought to himself, he didn't know that Lan Xi was going to return to heaven, and he was afraid that there was something strange in it. Could it be that Lan Xi was afraid that someone would plot the princess sword after he left?
Thinking of this point, Zi Yi said: "Recently, I received a letter from Your Majesty, so I made a special trip to visit. I'll take a look inside first, and you wait here."

The Earth Immortal really couldn't wish for it, and hurriedly said: "This method is very wonderful, and the gods have a high opinion."

Zi Yi took light steps to break through the protective layer of the barrier, the air around his body was tight at first, before he touched the barrier, and when he was about to use mana to break the barrier, the surrounding air loosened again, like flowing water, Suddenly a strong attraction attracted him tightly, and in a blink of an eye, he was sucked in by the barrier, and the barrier behind him was intact, but he just entered from the outside.

The altar is different from the vast expanse of whiteness outside. The altar is covered with off-white stones, and the steps go up one after another. It is solemn and sacred, but there is no snowflakes, no wind, no human voices. There is hardly any trace of life, and everything seems to have stopped.

This is a lonely place, a thousand times or ten thousand times lonelier than his Chonghua Pavilion.

Step by step to the top of the altar, it is a huge platform. In the center of the platform is a huge pillar, which goes deep into the center of the earth and towers into the sky. The pillars are engraved with strange patterns, and each pattern represents this The history of human development.

Pangu, Nuwa, Fuxi and other great gods are all vivid in my mind, this is the Tianzhu, which is the support of the whole world, the annual ring of the whole world.

So who will the next pattern be?

Who is eligible to be recorded on the Tianzhu?

Gently put your hand on the Tianzhu, stroked it slowly, feeling the most sacred thing in the world with reverence in your heart, at that moment, some of your mana was sucked away by the Tianzhu, suddenly stopped your hand, stared at Are the lines on the palm of your hand an illusion?
This place is obviously the first time I have come to this place, but why does it feel so familiar?

Is it a delusion or a hallucination?Or did I really forget something?
Staring at the side of the Tianzhu, I always feel that my name is engraved on that place...

In order to confirm the generality, Ziyi quickly walked to the side of Shenzhu and took a closer look.

Surprised in my heart, there are many gods' names engraved on the back of the divine pillar. Most of these people responded to the destiny, and it feels like someone has crossed out the place where his name was originally engraved!

Why are there names of the gods on the Tianzhu?
Who crossed out his name?

This is the Tianzhu, how could ordinary weapons leave scratches on it?

Could it be the princess sword that can leave scratches on the Tianzhu?
At this time, the princess sword was inserted on the stone seat under the Tianzhu.

This stone seat is ancient and simple. It was originally the resting place for the emperors of the Nuwa family to guard the Tianzhu, but now it was pierced two feet deep by the princess's sword...

Is there anyone in the world who can wield the princess sword?Who dares to stab the princess sword into the throne of the king?
Lan Xi.

Definitely Lan Xi.

Lan Xi, do you really resent this family?Zi Yi is dark.

He stretched out his hand and slowly held the hilt of the princess sword, trying hard to draw the sword out, but as expected, the princess sword did not move at all.

Injecting mana into the palm, he held the sword tightly with both hands and slowly pulled it out. The sword body only shook a few times, but it still failed.

The magic power is so strong, hold the sword and try again, the sword is three inches out immediately, the devilish energy overflows, and the surrounding is shrouded in a black energy, the wind is majestic, like a devil weeping and a devil roaring.

Zi Yi felt a pain in his hand, the palm was actually injured by the princess' sword energy, and blood immediately flowed down the hilt and covered the sword body...

She retracted her hand, and when she looked at her palm again, the wound healed so quickly that no scars could be seen.

At this time, the princess sword stained with the blood of the gods glowed red, driving away the demonic energy just now, full of domineering, the sword rustled with fighting intent, and even the entire altar trembled.

If it was an ordinary place, it would be okay to shake like this, but there is a sky pillar in this place, if there is a mistake, tens of thousands of lives in the world will be devastated, how can he bear it?

Gathering all the magic power in his body, the blue fairy power went straight to the princess sword, entangled with the red light, at first they were evenly matched, but slowly the blue fairy power showed signs of weakness...

The blue was actually fused by the red awn and slowly swallowed.

The mana backlashed back, Ziyi's heart felt anxious, his chest hurt, blood spattered from his mouth, and the fairy seal was faintly visible on his forehead.

Hongmang approached again, but there was a familiar and erratic voice next to his ears...

"Call my name...Call my name..."

Princess Sword's name is...

Zi Yi hurriedly called out: "Princess!"

At the end of the sentence, Hongmang came to his body, even though he had the immortal energy to protect his body, he couldn't do anything. He was injured again by Hongmang, and his feet fell back three feet.

The name of Princess Sword is not Princess, so what could it be?
Two words slowly emerged in the depths of my heart, and became more and more clear.

Hongmang came after the second wave, but he was in no hurry and didn't want to dodge, because behind him was Tianzhu.

But Ziyi closed his eyes and whispered two words: "The sky is sinking!"

The red awns were collected immediately, and the altar was restored to its former clarity.

Zi Yi slowly opened his eyes, everything was calm again, so lonely to death.

He didn't know that the princess sword's name was Tianchen, he didn't know how to know its name was Tianchen, he had a premonition in his heart, a voice kept reminding him.

"The sky is sinking!"

Zi Yi raised his hand and gave a soft call to the Princess Sword. Unexpectedly, the Princess Sword shook first, like a cheering child, and then jumped out of the stone seat in an instant, sheathed it in one go, and then fell into Zi Yi's hands...

Zi Yi held the precious sword in his hand, the scabbard was low-key and luxurious, but the material used was the slough of the Nuwa clan. When the sword was drawn out of the sheath, the red blade was like blood, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. Divine power, good and evil coexist?
Sure enough, as the legend says, he is the number one divine soldier in all directions.

After slowly walking out of the barrier, the barrier returned to the state that strangers should not enter. This is the barrier formed by Lan Xi's last mana. The real meaning is to protect Tianzhu and wait for the next Nuwa clan Your Majesty's Arrival...

It's getting dark now, the snow on the ground is shining brightly at night, and the earth fairy doesn't know where to go...

"Hey, who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be the Ziyi God Venerable."

A soft voice came, and the clean snow was covered with petals of various colors. A man dressed as a scholar was lying on his side with his eyes closed on the petals, his jaw resting on one hand, his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, he was dressed in bright red clothes, and his red hair was flamboyant. The red feather fan slowly fanned the cool wind towards herself...

Zi Yixiu frowned, and said, "Devil Emperor Jiu Calamity, why are you here?"

"The old enemy who has been fighting for thousands of years suddenly died. Let me pay my respects, can't I?"

The Demon Emperor lightly raised his vermilion lips carelessly, seeing that Zi Yi was silent again, with a wave of his finger, the golden jug placed next to him rose in the air, and slowly filled the three golden wine glasses with fine wine.

A glass of wine flew towards Ziyi, and Ziyi caught it.

A glass of wine was pinched in his hand by himself.

Still a glass of wine floating in the air.

"It's rare for the three of us to get together today, cheers!"

After the devil emperor finished speaking, he raised his glass and raised his head, drinking very freely.

Ziyi was slightly taken aback, three?Him and him, and Lan Xi?

"Lan Xi, this cup is toast to you!"

Cover your mouth with long sleeves, drink from a light cup, and have a leisurely posture.

Then, the third glass of wine was slowly poured on the snow.

(End of this chapter)