Above Qingtian Pillar, there was a ray of golden light and shadow.

The once dim and desolate space was stained with gilt color. The golden light enveloped the surroundings for several miles, and the strong and indifferent breath made people daunting.

The navy blue robe was printed with a mottled dark color, and the figure sitting in the sky above Qingtian Pillar was still like a mountain, with slightly closed eyebrows, and long black hair without wind, and a golden stream of light spread from the ends.

Just sitting here, you can give birth to a power of dignity in heaven and earth.

It's no wonder that the two worlds of immortals and demons have been so quiet recently, and this junction just hasn't gotten up at all.

Feng Ran fell outside the golden light, looking at Qing Mu who was sitting in the air, with a slight condensed expression.

The golden light on Qing Mu's body was more prosperous than a year ago, and he slowly looked at the golden light on the black hair behind him.

She paused, but still held back the sound...

There are too many secrets in Qing Mu that can't be explained by common sense.

He has been able to come and go freely in Liaowang Mountain since he became a god.

Not only did he get the inheritance of Taicang Spear, but he also have his Nine Heavens Of Profound Thunder on the Green Dragon Platform.

He even contained unknown demon power in his body, and... God's unusual tolerance and indulgence towards him.

This is not something an ordinary lord can do, but he just doesn't know anything about his origin...

"Feng Ran."

A low call came into his ears, Feng Ran regained her senses, raised her eyes to look at Qing Mu, but was stunned by the faint blood-red color in his golden pupils.

It was only a year before he absorbed the demon power into his body. Is it the price?

"Qing Mu..."

Feng Ran paused, his expression narrowed, and said

"There are still a hundred years, you don't need to be too rushed."

If Hou Chi returns to the autonomy of the Three Realms at the cost of you becoming a demon, Hou Chi will definitely not agree.

Qing Mu breath, look after the vast space in Qingtian Pillar, he sound shook his head

"Feng Ran, a hundred years is too short a time, and if not so, I'm afraid I can not place before Hou Chi came back."

Under Qingtian Pillar, he found that he could easily turn the demon power into his own use.

Although he did not know why, he was extremely happy. Among the three realms, only the God could be regarded as the supreme existence.

If he was a God, he would definitely be able to keep Hou Chi under the intimidation of the Heavenly Emperor and Empress and Demon Emperor.

Feng Ran sighed, and saw Qingmu's expression firm, and changed the subject

"As long as you sit here, the two worlds of immortal and demon will not have trouble again. When you return to Hou Chi, will you still intervene in the dispute between the two worlds?"

Qing Mu shook his head and slightly raised his hands on his legs to buckle

"When Houchi comes back, I will take her back to Liaowang Mountain. I will not interfere in the dispute between the two realms, but..."

He paused before saying " How is Jing Zhao now?"

"Being locked in the immortal tower, the Heavenly Emperor issued an order, and it won't be possible for ten thousand years."

Feng Ran seemed to have guessed that Qing Mu would have such a question, and answered very quickly, after a pause, he couldn't help saying

"Qing Mu this time, the Heavenly Emperor was really angry, and would not easily release Jing Zhao from the Locked Immortal Pagoda. If there is no perfect plan..."

She really didn't know how to persuade her. Jing Zhao was imprisoned in the immortal tower because of their responsibility, but because Hou Chi was forced to exile to Hidden Mountain, she asked her to ask the emperor.

She was 10,000 unwilling.

"Don't worry, I'll solve this matter."

Qing Mu waved his hand, and Jing Zhao used his body to help him escape under the heavenly gate. I am afraid that this kind of grace will be paid back sooner or later.

Seeing Qing Mu's expression far away, Feng Ran hesitated for a moment before asking

"Qingmu, do you know...where Hou Chi is exiled?"

Qing Mu frowned, and said after a slight pause

"With my current spiritual power, I can't find it at all. Can God Gu Jun say where the Hou Ci is now?"

Seeing Feng Ran shook her head, Qing Mu frowned even more, and the blood-red color in his eyes suddenly deepened.

Feeling the majestic spiritual power spreading all over him,There was even a tendency to overflow, Feng Ran's expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't go on.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to come often in the future."

She curled her lips, pulled out a smile, and stretched her waist

"The old man gave me Qingchi Palace, and now there are more and more scattered immortals coming to vote, but I am very busy. "

With warmth in Qing Mu's eyes, he looked at Feng Ran and said,

"Please watch Qing Chi Palace and Liaowang Mountain, for me."

Qing Chi Palace has never been out of the world, and Feng Ran is an unruly temperament, and now she is willing to work hard.

"You really don't think of yourself as an outsider!

Before entering the gate of Qingchi Palace, you treat yourself as a son-in-law. Forget it, you can do it yourself, I can go back."

Feng Ran shook her head and threw a sentence to Qing Mu. She waved her hand and flew away.

Seeing Feng Ran disappearing in the distance, Qing Mu turned his head and his eyes fell on the sky full of morning stars. After a long time, he slowly returned to his senses and closed his eyes again.

The figure he sat cross-legged on top of Qingtian Pillar suddenly seemed as desolate as ancient times.

Ten years later, God bless the mainland at the foot of the hidden mountain.

A young man in a cloth clothed a lotus seed and looked at the boy one meter away with a smile on his face. He was pleased

"Bibo, look, what am I bringing you!"

The boy wore a fine green brocade robe with warm waist, with his forehead and hair neatly tied behind his head, his lips are red, his teeth are white, his big eyes are raised, and he looks like a full-fledged young man from the family. He pretentiously looked at the young man not far away, and hummed

"Only just a few. It's just lotus seeds, Baili, do you really treat me as a mortal who has never seen the world? Don't use these things to fool me!"

Hearing this arrogant voice, Baili was not at all annoyed, but still smiled. He took out a box from his arms and opened it, and suddenly a cold and strange fragrance floated, Bibo's eyebrows moved, and he looked at the box in his hand. , His eyes suddenly brightened, but he still didn't lean over.

The distance between the two is no more than one meter, but it is a double world.

One place is like a warm spring season, with lush greenery, and one place is like a cold winter, and it's icy.

Baili shuddered, stepped closer, but finally stopped in front of Bibo

"Bibo, this is the snow lotus that is dedicated to my father and the god outside the wall. You can meet it but you can't ask for it..."

He After a pause, his eyes became sad

"You don't have to worry that I will ask you to take me in. It has been ten years. Father's health has been in poor health over the years. It's time for me to go back."

He said. While looking at Bibo cautiously, he covered it the cunning eyes, together for ten years, this little fairy boy's temperament, he couldn't feel it anymore.

Hearing this, the arrogance at the corner of Bibo's mouth suddenly constricted, and he turned his head to look at the young man who was close at hand, his black eyes rolled.

Except for that person, this Yinshan is just two living creatures that can talk to him and Hou Chi .

If this one leaves... Although at first he didn't like these ordinary people coming in, this Baili was like a cowhide plaster. It was ten years after being stuck outside the mountain, and these days of quarrels and quarrels passed.

He is going to leave now, but he is a little bit reluctant, not to mention... Hou Chi hasn't paid attention to him all these years. Thinking of this, Bibo looked at Baili and said

"If lady would like to see you , Do you still want to go?"

Baili had a sudden surprise in his eyes, and said hurriedly

"Bibo, do you have a way?"

Bibo shook his head and turned his head back, his eyes filled with suspiciousness

"Your father is not seriously ill, why are you so happy?"

Baili rubbed his hands awkwardly, threw the box in his hand into the range of the hidden mountain, and smiled at Bibo

"A great power of the immortal god will guarantee my father Wang's safety and longevity."

Bibo glanced at him obliquely, looked at the Snow Lotus on the ground, waved his hand, and went into his sleeve, but his small face was still flat, and said

"How can you trouble a god with such trivial things? Everyone can do it well."

After finishing speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving only Baili squatting stupidly at the foot of the mountain, plucking the withered grass on the ground.

God? Baili paused, remembering the shocking figure he had passed by several times, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he didn't know which senior sister it was?

After staying here for ten years, it seems that the god who lives in seclusion here is finally willing to accept him.

He was born in the royal palace. Although he was spoiled since childhood, he was clever and smart. Bibo was relieved, thinking that the owner of the mountain was interested in him.

The top of the mountain is brilliant gold, and the stone table under the maple leaves is carved with the appearance of a chessboard.

On it, the black and white are facing each other.

The young man sitting on the right has a handsome face. He is dressed in a bright red robe, swaying to the ground. The blue brocade is tied around his waist. It is loose and loose.

He can still see a kind of leisurely and elegant appearance. There is a touch of elegance, but the coquettishness that lingers into the bones is not diminished in the slightest, just a glance, and there is a magnificent appearance.

A woman in a dark black suit sat across from him, with an ordinary face, her head down, her eyebrows slightly closed, motionless as if the old monk was in a state of concentration, and the chess piece in his hand couldn't fall after rubbing it for a while.

The young man in red stuck his chin with a smile and groaned. After waiting for a while, he didn't see that the person opposite was planning to settle down. He had to buckle the stone table, let out a muffled sound, and said with a prolonged tone

"Why, Hou Chi, Are you going to regret the game again?"

The voice became clearer and more certain, Hou Chi frowned, and changed the white piece on the table without changing his face, before putting down the black piece in his hand, and said

"Jing Yuan, you didn't make this move properly. I'll change it for you."

She had a natural demeanor, and repeated the things she had done countless times in the past ten years, so that Jing Yuan couldn't even make a fire. He looked at the egg placed next to the chessboard and sighed

"What's the meaning of playing chess like this? You are about to be a mother, why do you still like to shame so much?"

"You are dignified God, let me have something to do with you."

With a light fluttering sentence, Jing Yuan closed his mouth, and he looked at the opposite back pond in a dull voice, and said

"You still don't want to know me. Where I come from?"

"I don't want to."

Hou Chi raised her head and looked at him with a smile. There was a flash of joke in his cold eyes

"God Jing Yuan is turbulent in the world, and Hou Chi is beyond the reach of the dust. So I am willing to become a dust next to you, so as not to have many complaints about me in demon realm."

"What do you mean?"

Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows and curled his lips

"Are you still afraid of it?"

"That's natural."

Hou Chi sat in a tight face with a plain face

"I have been anxious all day for letting the female immortal of the immortal realm lose her husband and son-in-law. Isn't it a sin to cut off the expectation of the female demon lord of the demon world?"

Jing Yuan chuckles his eyebrows and chuckles, concealing the emotion in his eyes, and no longer makes a sound.

Hou Chi glanced at him, holding on to his chin, holding the egg and continuing to lay it.

Ten years ago, Jing Yuan suddenly appeared in Hidden Mountain, bringing the status of Qingchi Palace, the old man, Qing Mu and Feng Ran.

The turbulence of time and space caused the immortals to stop, even the Heavenly Emperor and the gods could not enter easily. She inherited his love. Although she was awkward, he was still an old friend. If he didn't leave, she couldn't make it.

The unfamiliar ones got together, but fortunately he didn't come often. Only after ten and a half months did he show his signs. After a game of chess, he disappeared without a trace after drinking a pot of wine.

But... can come and go freely between the time and space where the Father God can't stop, how can he be an ordinary person?

When he wanted to come to the immortal realm, he gave up the handy demon realm and truce for thousands of years. It was because of him.

As long as a god also appeared in the demon world, these three realms would no longer be the dominance of the immortal world.

He didn't say his origin, she never asked.

It's just that Jing Yuan is really a wonderful person to speak of. He never talks to her about anything in the Three Realms, except for chatting and chatting with the flowers and plants of Hidden Mountain, so he only plays chess with her, sipping tea, and so on. ten years.

Although I didn't say anything about it, Hou Chi knew that after ten years, some tacit understanding had been born after all.

He never asked what she didn't want to talk about.

Both of them knew very well that sooner or later that the immortal and demon realm would have a battle, and Qingchi Palace would also be involved. The world was unpredictable, and when it wasn't like this,they met with ordinary old friends.

It's just that whenever she thinks of his origins, she always feels uneasy, especially when she thinks of the golden color that appeared on Qing Mu before she exiled.

Sometimes, she even wondered if she wanted to know from Bo Xuan... or if Jing Yuan could answer her.