Chapter 1276 The world misunderstood me
Fang Wai didn’t know anything about human affairs, but since the big commotion in Jialan Cave, Bailian sat in the cave and sat there for three full months.
There was no trace of anyone during this period, and even the evil demon that had been attracted to Balian rarely communicated with him again.
Perhaps having witnessed Balian’s horrifyingly meticulous deduction ability, the demon god did not want to talk about the Golden Sea any more, nor would he give Balian another chance to talk, and fell into a tired sleep. among.
Bailian could sense that the evil demon was hiding hostility and vigilance towards him, but he did not force it.
It's just that the many mysteries between this evil demon and the Lord Kunlun really make people pay attention.
Since coming to Jialan Cave in Baili'an, it seems to have been forgotten. For six months, no one cared about it.
It was as if the huge chaos that made hundreds of thousands of mountains tremble and tremble that day had become an illusion.
Not only has it been more than six months since Balian came to Kunlun Jingxu from the human world, but it has also been a few months since Junhuang returned from the human world, and he has finally completely eradicated the poison from his body.
He sat in a patch of flying frost and snow, and the dragon's energy could be faintly seen rising from the warm pool full of spiritual energy.
Junhuang Chenghuang suddenly tilted his neck, his pale face showing a hint of pain.
The fairy maid serving the tray on the side quickly knelt down, took the glass cup from the tray, and handed it over respectfully.
Jun Huang took advantage of the glass cup and vomited the thick black blood in his mouth into the cup.
The immortal attendant asked worriedly: "Is your Majesty better?"
Another immortal attendant quickly took a clean snow handkerchief and wiped the blood on the corners of his lips. .
After Junhuang Chenghuang vomited out the mouthful of blood, his blood obviously became better. He waved his hand, glanced at the cup in her hand with disgust, and said: "Take some."
< br>This feeling of disgust and impatience did not originate from the fairy attendant who sent the glass lamp.
He was not originally a fastidious person. In the past six months, he had been healing and practicing in this Qianmai Pond.
Every time the poisonous gas rises up, he vomits blood. With his status, he has no need to scruple and spit directly into the Fangling Pond.
Anyway, the spiritual water in this pool is flowing and has the power of self-purification. Even if the poisonous blood does not fall into the pool of water, it will be completely purified soon. Why should he spend so much effort.
The young man standing aside, refining alchemy and protecting the Dharma, had not completely faded the white feathers on his face. Judging from his appearance and his pure aura, he looked like a demon monk from Kunlun Jingxu.
He noticed the impatience on Junhuang Chenghuang's face, and glanced at the Qianmai Pond, where the water level had dropped by more than half in the past six months. The water level, the alchemy hand tightened slightly.
Even though he knew that he was the emperor, he couldn't help but say: "Three months ago, the emperor successfully forced out the first mouthful of poisonous blood from his body and vomited it into the spiritual pool. The Vein Pond has the ability to purify itself of pollution.
But in this Thousand Veins Pond, there are also many creatures living in the water. , before it is too late to be purified, the poison in your body will be transmitted to their bodies, and the pain of being cut into pieces by thousands of knives will make them suffer deeply
in the mountains and ponds. , innocent creatures, it is something that His Majesty can do easily, so why should we let them suffer in vain?”
Junhuang Chenghuang had just forced out the remaining poison from his body, and when his body was exhausted and his heart was irritable, he heard the young man talking as if he didn't know his identity.
He couldn't help but lower the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became gloomy: "Cangnanyi usually preaches and preaches to me, but it's enough for you, a waiter who makes alchemy in a cauldron, how dare you comment on my actions?! "
The maid holding the glass lamp could not help but reveal a hint of displeasure in her eyes when she looked at the young man: "You have such a high status, your Majesty. The wandering spirit in this pool is humble, how can I be so close to you?" Save one thing, already It is a great honor to be blessed by immortality.
Not to mention being able to spend more than six months with such an immortal person as Junshang, this is a blessing that no other immortals in the world can ask for. ”
Another Immortal Attendant also said coldly: "Your Majesty was born with the supreme bloodline of the Gods, the same bloodline of the Emperor Gods as the current True Master, and its blood is a thousand times more precious than the spiritual blood of the Kirin True Dragon.
These little guys in the pool can be favored by the precious blood of the king. This is such a favor from the king. Accepting gifts from heaven and earth must undergo certain tests.
If you can't even endure this pain, how can you be qualified to live at the feet of the Immortal and occupy the best geographical resources of Qianmai Pond. "
Qianmai Pond, as the name suggests, this spiritual pond is one of the most ancient and superior blessed places in Kunlun Jingxu. In terms of its preciousness, it is comparable to the Hanyu Pond in a certain sense.
It’s just that the two have different properties and different effects.
The Qianmai Pond is a living pond that gathers the spirit of hundreds of rivers. Under the flow of this pond, there are thousands of rivers. Tao Lingmai.
In Kunlun Jingxu, the spiritual veins here are not the same as those in the human world. If the human spiritual veins are compared to hair, the dragon veins in Kunlun Jingxu can be called a giant dragon.
The spiritual veins here all have the consciousness of the original gods. The spiritual veins are living creatures, generating their own souls and endlessly growing. Where did they come together to form this Thousand Veins Pool.
According to rumors, this Qianmai Pond was the result of the fierce battle between the Emperor and the Demon God.
Spiritual blood flows to the top of the mountain snow, and the fallen blood becomes a river. The river turns into ice flames, nourishing billions of living beings for generations, and this pool has been created since then.
This pool is a symbol of the emperor's supreme merit and the glorious scenery of her victory over demons and gods.
Because of this, the Heyu young man from the Demon Immortal Clan was even more angry about this.
He frowned seriously, and while questioning, his voice did not lose the humility and respect for such a superior person.
"Your favor is the supreme gift. We, the demons and immortals, should be grateful, but what kind of favor is it if it is forcibly imposed on a person?
Even if The Lord's precious blood can greatly cleanse the muscles and marrow and enhance spiritual power, but that The poison of a thousand cuts is unbearable even for a person like you, and it needs the power of Qianmai Pond to suppress it.
The creatures in this pond are in even more unbearable pain. When the Taoist heart collapses, it is inevitable that the heart of suicide will arise.”
"Your Majesty is a man of great wisdom. Whether this is a favor or calamity, your Majesty must know it in your heart."
The female immortal attendant was about to continue speaking, but was taken advantage of by the cold-eyed Jun Huang. Huang raised his hand to interrupt. He looked at the Heyu young man intently, sneered and said:
"You don't have to hit me with such words. What you say now is meaningless." Meaning, as the head of the five immortals, Cang Nanyi has no choice but to listen to her in this mountain even though I am her husband.
Now I have not vomited poisonous blood into this pool of water. "Why do you have to say harsh words to those who hurt you? Is this how Cangnan Yi treats you?"
The face of the Heyu young man suddenly turned green and turned white.
What he really felt angry about was not just the same kind of things that poisoned him. The extraordinary spiritual power of this Qianmai Pond was transformed by the spiritual blood of the Goddess Empress. It is an important spiritual foundation that supports the immortality of Kunlun Jingxu.
No matter how powerful the poison of a thousand cuts is, it tortures the human heart, but it is the poison of the world.
It is not worth the trouble to borrow the power of Qianmai Pond to remove this poison.
He is the most powerful pharmacist in Kunlun Jingxu. He was able to forcefully extend the life of Shen Jibai, the crown prince of the Xianyin Kingdom, for so many years even when he was born with an incurable disease.
This mere poison of Thousand Cuts to Death is not fatal, but the process is painful and fatal enough. The elixir he refined can dissolve this poison and dilute the pain caused by the Thousand Cuts to Cut Pill.
Even without the Qianmai Pond, within six months, he was confident that he would be able to completely dispel the poison in Junhuang Chenghuang's body.
It’s just that the emperor returned to Kunlun Jingxu as if he was taking refuge. He couldn’t bear any suffering and pain. His golden body was unwilling to bear the pain even if it was weakened by his elixir.
I must use the spiritual power of this Qianmai Pond to suppress the pain in my body to a minimum.
However, despite his natural divine body, the toxicity of the Thousand Cuts Pill has penetrated into his bones and blood. If he wants to use spiritual power to weaken the pain of Ling Chi in his bones, the spiritual power required is extremely huge. of.
It took a full six months to remove the poison, but Junhuang Chenghuang was unwilling to endure any pain, so he spent a full six months in the Qianmai Pond.
Half of the spiritual liquid has been sucked out in six months, which means that the weak and young creatures born in the mountain will soon be suffocated by the lack of spiritual power downstream. In the veins.
And the gods transformed by the thousand spiritual veins of Kunlun Jingxu will also fall into an unbearable period of weakness and cold winter.
For all this, as the empress of Kunlun God, she will not sit idly by and ignore it.
This means that she has to draw out the fairy marrow blood in her body to nourish all living things.
How can such a pain of pulling out the marrow and peeling off the tendons be comparable to this small punishment of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
This Heyu young man can be considered an old man in the mountains. He knows the reason why Kunlun is willing to be involved in the Six Paths.
Although 80% of it is because of respecting the father's last wish, and 20% of it is because as the master of a hundred thousand rootless mountains, the empress does need the source of the water god to cover the mountains and moisten all things.
But who knows, His Majesty the Emperor is so incompetent that he is unable to refine the Sishui Divine Source left by his father. He still needs the Empress to spend the Divine Source to help him refine it and ascend to the position of Immortal. .
Perhaps everything was obtained too easily, and the emperor took advantage of the shortage without knowing how to cherish it. All the creatures in Kunlun Pure Ruins did not receive the nourishment and nourishment of his Water God Source for too long, so they were given to him by playing with women. Playing out of hand.
After that, he was even more unrepentant and stumbled again in the same pit, losing the sacred Hanyu Pond in Kunlun Jingxu.
The Heyu youths didn’t even know what kind of blessing it had brought them when Kunlun Jingxu provoked such a great god into the mountain.
Aside from causing trouble to the empress, what else can he do?
Perhaps the angry and unwilling look of the Heyu young man at this moment was too straightforward, so straightforward that the emperor took advantage of the opportunity to see all the emotions contained in his eyes.
Chenghuang was suddenly furious. He slapped his hand hard on the stone platform beside the pool: "How presumptuous! What is that look in your eyes?!
I am the Goddess of Kunlun, and half of the mountains and lands of Kunlun belong to me.
I extracted some of my own spiritual veins for use. Do you still need a little medicine cultivator like you to give me some pointers? !
Cangnan Yi doesn’t even dare to accuse me of my faults. What’s your stance on causing more trouble? "
The young man took a deep breath. He did not dare to argue head-on with such a big man. He could only suppress the tumbling emotions in his heart and whispered in a respectful and polite voice:
" Your Majesty, who is born with a spiritual body, is able to microscopically view the world and move back to the mountains and rivers because he knows that it is not easy for the supreme spirit of heaven and earth to be born.
This Qianmai Pond is even more difficult. If you are too extravagant and wasteful, if you use all the water to catch fish, you will be counterattacked by the laws of nature.
I just hope that your Majesty will think twice before acting again. "
Junhuang Chenghuang sneered coldly: "So you are blaming me for being extravagant and abusing your Kunlun spiritual power? "
"Your Majesty, don't you dare? ! "
Junhuang Chenghuang continued to sneer: "You say you don't dare, but that's exactly what you are thinking in your heart! ”
He stood up, looked down at the young pharmacist He Yu who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "You feel that I am dragging down your divine master, abusing her resources, being aggrieved for her, and unwilling to accept her.
< br>But how do you know that as a Kun Lun Zhihu, as the orthodox emperor of the God Clan, if I didn't care about the relationship between husband and wife, how could I build the True Immortal Sect for her and save those demon immortals who would never be able to give birth to immortal bones in this life?
It’s true that I lost to Han Yuchi, but I still rely on Can the immortal bones tempered by external forces without cultivating the mind really change the world's differences and prejudices against demons?
Look, without my True Immortal Sect, with your divine master's inheritance? With a temperament that does not follow the six realms, the subjects under her control are also How can one have the ambition to become a blue cloud without a chill to the bones?
Without the guidance of my Lord to protect the way, how can the immortal people in the mountains aspire to be the defenders of the land and shoulder the responsibility? Take on the responsibility of being a demon and immortal and set an example for the common people?”
Junhuang Chenghuang put away his angry and angry expression, and looked sad and heartbroken.
“You only see the demanding side of me, but you don’t see the giving side of me. Most of the spiritual power lost in Qianmai Pond can be easily replenished by Cangnan Yi with a flip of his hand. . ”
“But the future fate of countless demon fairies hiding demon bones in the mountains rests on my shoulders alone. I dare not harm this.
Your Divine Lord has not thought so deeply about you, but I... really care about everyone in Kunlun. "
He. After hearing these words, Young Man Yu was greatly shocked. He looked at Junhuang Chenghuang in front of him in disbelief, and felt as if his heart was being hit hard.
Over the years, the boundless darkness caused by the prejudice in the heaven and the unfair fate of the monster clan has become brighter and brighter because of Junhuang Chenghuang's sonorous and powerful speech.
He Yu's young man's throat was sore and his hands and feet were a little at a loss: "I... I don't know that your Majesty is... so far-sighted in your treatment of me, Kunlun."
Junhuang Chenghuang smiled faintly, raised his hand and touched his head in the air.
There was a hint of melancholy in his voice: "I didn't want to say more, but people have misled me..."
(End of this chapter)