Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 123

[Chapter 123 is not a dream]

The reason why the last ray of soul consciousness was not drawn by the Spirit Gathering Box was because the obsession during his lifetime was too deep.

The memory of this broken soul is very incomplete, and there is only a vague outline of what happened in the past. Xuanlong only clearly remembers that he and Yan Yuan had a child, but before he could hug, the child disappeared. .

He didn’t know that it wasn’t that the child disappeared, but that he died, so naturally he couldn’t see the child.

Yan Yuan entered the realm of his soul consciousness and showed him the child. Xuanlong’s wish was fulfilled, and he was willing to listen to Yan Yuan’s words and go home with him.

That ray of soul consciousness obediently turned into flying ash and got into the dark golden eagle dragon locket. The realm of soul consciousness disappeared in a breath, and the world fell into darkness again. There was a gust of wind all around, and it was about to rain. The soul box bloomed with a faint green light in the cherry blossom forest, reflecting the dark red at the end of his eyes and the flying of his ink hair.

The gathering of souls was successful…

His A Bo, soon, will be back…

The hem of his clothes was pulled by the little man beside him, and A Zhi’s tender voice came from the ground.

“Father…”

“Why is it getting dark again? Where’s my mother?”

Yan Yuan looked down at him, bent over and picked Azhi up, smiling, “Mother is sleeping in the soul gathering box.”

Azhi Following Yan Yuan’s gaze, she looked at the dark gold eagle dragon locket in his hand, and stretched out her small hand to touch it reverently.

“Let’s go, go home.” Yan Yuan smiled at Azhi’s white and tender face, raised her sleeves and waved in the air, white light flashed, and the father and son disappeared in place in an instant.

One day in the sky, one year in the ground.

Yan Yuan walked into the world for a month, and it was only an hour later in Jiuzhongtian.

After the platinum book case, the Spiritual Lord was sitting on the ground with a tea bowl in his hand, and he was sipping tea and reading a book leisurely. It seemed that he had not left the Dongji Hall since Yan Yuan left.

“Mother…Father.”

“You’re back?”

Two people, one big and one small, appeared out of thin air in front of them, and they didn’t lift their heads. After reading the page, they raised their heads unfinished, “Where did you get these words from, you are so intentional. “…” Her smiling eyes touched the tender little man in Yan Yuan’s arms, and she took a breath, “This is…”

“Azhi, I and Apo’s child.” Yan Yuan answered.

Ye Ling put down the tea bowl and the words, stood up, came to Yan Yuan, looked at the little man for a moment, and smiled and came to a conclusion.

“Like you.”

Azhi’s pupils and dragon horns follow the appearance of Xuanlong, but he looks more like Yanyuan, with a white and tender face. pity.

Yan Yuan did not refute, Ah Zhi was indeed born like herself.

“Azhi, this is the Divine Lord Yeling, and also your grandmother.”

Azhi was raised as a prince since he was a child. He was afraid of life and death. Divine Sovereign…”

“Good boy.” Ye Ling fondly touched Azhi’s dragon horn, thinking that this little man is smarter than Yanyuan, and knows how to call him Divine Sovereign. … to tell everyone clearly that he can give birth.

Yan Yuan opened her palm, and the Soul Gathering Box suddenly appeared: “Father, I brought Apo back.”

Lingling Shenjun looked down and smiled happily: “I know you can do it.”

“I also ask Father to help you as soon as possible. Casting a spell to bring him back to life.” Yan Yuan has been wandering around the world this month, barely resting, her mind has been tense for a long time, her eyes are inevitably tired and her voice is hoarse.

Looking at what he looked like at this moment, the Lord of Lingling frowned slightly: “I still need one more thing to cast spells.”

“What?” Yan Yuan was already impatient, no matter what, he was determined to get it. “Father, please speak.”

Ling Ling hesitated before speaking, and sighed: “This trip will be more difficult and dangerous than the road of gathering souls. You are not in a good state. Go and rest for a day first. I will lock the soul gathering box to ensure the soul of Xuanlong. Stay for a few more days, and it won’t be too late to discuss after you have rested.”

“Otherwise, if there is something wrong in the middle…you and Xuanlong will have to be folded inside.”

Ye Ling stepped up to leave, and Yan Yuan passed him by him. Shi Shi grabbed Ye Ling’s wrist and said in a low voice, “For him, no matter what the mountain or the sea of fire, I will go there.”

“If Abo doesn’t come back for a day, I won’t feel at ease for a day.”

“Father, tell me . ”

I can do it.”

After a moment of silence, Lingling struggled to speak: “Heavenly Fruit…reshaping the mysterious dragon body requires six Heavenly Fruits.”

“Heavenly Fruit?…” Yan Yuan murmured, vaguely feeling This thing sounds familiar.

“En.”

“Meimeng Mountain, also known as Nuwa’s Realm. Thousands of years ago, after the death of Nuwa, the immortal body emerged into six fairy trees on Meimeng Mountain. The fruit on the tree can make you transcend the six realms. The dead soul reshapes the body, regardless of human, demon, immortal, or god, as long as you are sincere and sincere, you can enter the realm of Nuwa to pick immortal fruits, but thousands of years have passed, and almost no one has succeeded.”

Yan Yuan suddenly understood . Where did Ling’s heaviness come from: “…why?”

“Because no matter the gods and demons, once they enter the realm of Nuwa, they will lose their spiritual power. And there are ancient gods and beasts around each fairy tree, and they must defeat the gods and beasts.

Only one person has succeeded.” ”

Who is it?” Yan Yuan asked with difficulty.

Ye Ling’s eyes contained regret: “Xianjun Worran.”

“Xianjun Worran died in order to save the immortal couple who died in childbirth a thousand years ago. He broke into the realm of Nuwa alone, and obtained six fairy fruits when he lost his spiritual power. , saved his wife.”

Yan Yuan was instantly happy when she heard the words, since others could do it, he could do it too.

“Afterwards, although his wife was alive, he was severely damaged by his spiritual body, and he passed away not long after that. After all, it was separated by yin and yang, leaving behind a pair of orphans and widows… eh.” A

basin of cold water was poured down from scratch, Yan Yuan’s joy was extinguished, and after a long silence, she pretended to smile lightly: “I can let my wife and children live well… I must be relieved when that fairy leaves.”

“Abo is not . I will forgive me… If I die, he and Azhi will be more clean.”

Just now Azhi was arranged to go out with Xian’e outside to play, but fortunately, the children were not told to hear these words. She slapped Yan Yuan’s head and said coldly.

“Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about.”

“When you die, will your father and I not know how sad you are?”

“I said this to tell you that after entering the realm of Nuwa, you must not take it lightly, not for you Go with the heart of mortal. If you dare to die, as soon as Xuanlong is alive, I will immediately arrange for the other immortals to marry him.”

“Father…” Yan Yuan frowned, her eyes reddened.

Ye Ling finally couldn’t get angry with his son, and soon softened his tone, raised his hand and climbed on his arm and squeezed: “You live well, although you are destined not to be together, but when you want to see him, you can still be far away. Take a look at him.”

“You still have Azhi… do you have the heart to tell Azhi to be short of parents?”

Yan Yuan couldn’t bear it.

Azhi was obedient, but was deliberately pushed aside by the adults, and he was willing to go out with sister Xian’e to play, but after all, he had just returned to Yan Yuan’s side, and he lacked a sense of security. The little one is back.

At that time, the conversation in the hall had ended, and Xian’e’s announcement came from outside the door. Yan Yuan went over to open the door in person and picked up the little man on the ground. Emperor…”

Yan Yuan stroked Azhi’s back with a big palm and asked with a smile, “Why did you come back so soon? Isn’t it fun outside?

” Her little face was pressed against Yan Yuan’s neck, her arms were tightly hugged.

Yan Yuan paused with the hand covering Azhi’s back, looked at Yeling, and said with difficulty, “…Azhi, the father is going to be out for a few days, so you should follow the God of Yeling first, okay?

Azhi was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and slowly released his arm, the end of his eyes reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye: “Where is the royal father going…” ”

The royal father is going to do some important things.” Yan Yuan smiled. Even if there is a lot of reluctance in his heart, when he is awake, he will not cry in front of the child.

Azhi’s lips twitched, and there was a faint cry in the tender voice: “Are you not wanting me again?”

Yan Yuan explained it well, and Azhi was finally willing to follow the Spirit Lord for a while. When she went out, Yan Yuan didn’t look back. The door of the hall was closed by Xian’e, who was guarding on the left and right, and A Zhi’s cry of restraint could be heard in the hall.

He is calling for the father.

Yan Yuan stopped in her footsteps, her hands hanging by her side tightened little by little, she raised her head and took a deep breath.

He can only go forward, go forward, and can’t turn back…

Dream Mountain is an existence beyond the six realms, as long as he is sincere, he can find it. to the entrance.

Passing through the barrier, an immortal mountain shrouded in white mist appeared in front of her eyes. Yan Yuan was about to go up the mountain when she heard a long roar of a dragon in the distance. In mid-air, she looked at Yanyuan arrogantly.

“Who’s here?”

His voice was rough and low, echoing ethereally in the mountains.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the divine beast as soon as he entered the Dreaming Mountain. Yan Yuan clearly felt that his divine power was rapidly fading, and he slowly pulled out the divine sword on his waist, expressionless: “Zixiao Yuanjun.”

The mysterious black dragon was slightly surprised: “The Emperor of the Nine Heavens?” Soon he regained his arrogance. “What do you do when you enter the realm of Nuwa?”

Yan Yuan clenched her sword tightly in her hand: “Xun Tianguo, save my wife.

”

“If you want to go up the mountain, you need to sacrifice two emotions and two desires among the seven emotions and six desires.”

“To get six heavenly fruits, you have to defeat the six great beasts. For thousands of years, there have been countless corpses in this realm of Nuwa, you can think about it again. Make a decision…” The

seven emotions are joy, anger, sadness, fear, love, hatred, and desire, and the six emotions are hearing, sight, taste, smell, touch, and desire.

Anything lost will never be complete.

“I figured it out.”

… One

month later.

In the Xuanjiang Hall, the man on the couch slowly opened his ice-green pupils, and he saw the silver-white ceiling above. The air was filled with the familiar fragrance of irises. After he woke up, he lay quietly for a long time, thinking that he had a long nightmare. The person in the middle who said he wanted to live with him for eternity, deceived him, lied to him, humiliated him…

Slowly sat up on the couch, Xuanlong raised his hand and touched the right face, and touched a hideous scar.

Not a dream.

[End of This Chapter]