Hidden God

Chapter Ninety Seven

The gods and princes of the ancient world have lived for too long. Most of their temperaments have been worn down to resemble Maitreya Buddha by the prehistoric years. These hundreds of years have been the resurrection of the true **** Baijue in the Yuanshentai, which has made the ancient world lively for a long time. The momentum passed, and the big guy went on living in peace again.

When the catastrophe came, this group of gods competed and played each other, and during the peaceful years of walking the chickens and dogs, they were more able to play than the fairies and ghosts of the Lower Three Realms. The ancient Anxin stayed in the ancient God Realm and waited for Bai Ju’s rebirth for a hundred years before discovering that the God Realm was so peaceful after the catastrophe and rebirth 60,000 years ago. No more.

Maybe, it's the goddess Xingyue who is used to getting rid of more than anyone else and likes to make troubles, isn't it... the ancients thought so, and the hand that poured the tea lightly took a meal.

Bai Jue was sitting across from the ancient times, and seeing her reminiscences in her eyes, she knew that she was afraid that she had thought of things tens of thousands of years ago. Yuemi fell to the lower realm, Tianqi disappeared in Ziyue Mountain, and the sun was practicing in retreat. There were fewer and fewer people in the God Realm who could speak with her.

In these hundred years, I don't know how she survived. Obviously, back then it was also an unbelievable and lively temperament.

"In a few days, let Yuanqi Upper Realm come." Ancient Gu suddenly spoke, taking a sip of the tea, nostalgia and a smile in his eyes, "You don't know, he was the most noisy when he was a kid."

When Yuan Qigang was in the upper realm, a 100-year-old milk doll was abruptly injurious to the whole God Realm. He was also capable. At that time, the ancients were furious, and originally planned to beat the kid a few times, and hang them in front of the ancient temple to show the public. However, Tianqi felt sorry for him, fearing that the baby would be tossed by her mother and cast a psychological shadow. Ye threw him to Daze Mountain to apprentice with the lower bound.

The ancients have always agreed with the way of raising children, especially the Hunshi Demon King Yuan Qi, who opened one eye and closed the other and agreed. She knows Donghua’s virtues. Yuan Qi’s master is more than enough. The lower realm is no better than the God Realm. With Yuan Qi’s divine power sealed, no one knows his identity, and he can grow up normally, if he has been raised in the God Realm. , This kid is afraid that he would have become the most confused second-generation ancestor in the ages, just like her mother 100,000 years ago.

Hearing the ancient mention of Yuan Qi, Bai Jue's hand holding the cup paused slightly and frowned.

"He has been in the Lower Realm for some years. In the early years, I used to look at him in the water mirror. "The ancients said with emotion. When Yuan Qi was mentioned, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were joyful, which shows that the only bone and blood hurts to the bone. "It is still Zhiyang that the lower realm has a lower realm life. Let me not interfere too much, and I am afraid. He has been accustomed to a lawless temper. I haven't seen Shui Jing for many years. I heard that Donghua has ascended a few days ago. Without his master watching him, this **** would be even more lawless."

As the ancients said, he was going to look at his precious son through the water mirror, and Bai Ju held his hand as soon as he moved his hand.

She was taken aback, looked up, and saw Bai Jue looking at her, her eyes a little puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Ancient." Bai Jue opened his mouth, but he was obviously hesitant.

With Bai Ju's temperament, he has such a silent and cautious look, and he hasn't seen it three times in the ancient times. She saw it when she was martyred, and she saw it when she smashed him into the chest and drove him to the lower realm forever in the realm of the sky. However, this time today is the third time.

The antiquity felt uneasy in his heart, and his face became solemn almost instantly.

"What's the matter..." Before she could finish her question, a magnificent divine power emerged from the lower realm, piercing the sky, breaking through the seal of the God Realm, and illuminating the entire God Realm.

The power of chaos! ? It's actually the power of chaos! ?

The ancients abruptly stood up and looked at the white divine light. Before using divine power to find out what happened, the divine light from the lower realm disappeared.

"What's the matter? How could Aqi's power of chaos suddenly appear?" The ancient face was cold, and he moved his sleeve to the lower realm, but Bai Ju held his sleeve.

"Ancient!"

She turned her head, her face was angry, "What the **** is going on? A Qi was sealed with divine power by the apocalypse, how could the power of chaos suddenly appear, just now..."

"Aqi has released the seal and has become a god." Bai Jue said calmly.

"It's impossible, how come I don't know when he is promoted to God..." The ancients blurted out, and then he was taken aback: "You sealed the fluctuation of the divine power of the Lower Three Realms?"

The God Realm and the Lower Three Realms are originally two dimensions. What happens in the Lower Three Realms, unless it is the danger of extinction, is nothing to the true God. Therefore, even if Donghua and Hongyi were promoted to gods one after another, it would be nothing more than a mayfly for the ancients.

However, Yuan Qi's unlocking of the seal and promotion to the gods will trigger the power of Chaos to appear in the world. Such a vast fluctuation of divine power cannot be concealed from her, unless...

Sure enough, Bai Yue nodded, "I sealed his divine power fluctuations."

"Why?" Antiquity frowned, "he encountered life and death disaster?"

Yuan Qi's divine power is that Tian Qi is sealed with the power of true gods. If it were not for life and death, it would be absolutely difficult to unlock it with his two hundred years of Taoism.

"Mount Daze has fallen." Bai Jue sighed.

"Daze Mountain is a giant in the immortal world, how can it happen?" The ancients were taken aback for a moment, and he squeezed out the fairy tactics, unable to hide his surprise, "Daze Mountain is really in danger of losing the mountain."

Hundreds of years ago, the two birthday banquets are still in sight. I can’t think that Dazeshan, which has a deep blessing, would have such a disaster. No wonder Yuan Qi was able to unlock the seal. He has always loved his love. Small.

"Yuanqi Jinshen, why lie to me?"

The sects of the immortal and demons that have perished for hundreds of thousands of years are unknown. Although Daze Mountain is very important to the Immortal Realm, it is only a drop in the ocean under the God Realm. .

Thinking of the power of Chaos that appeared just now, the ancient face suddenly changed, "Aqi is in trouble?"

She reacted and ignored Bai Jue's dissuasion. She concealed the water mirror and looked at the place in the water mirror where the power of Chaos had just appeared.

Above the Rakshasa ground, the silver chaotic divine power burst out from the young man who was kneeling on the ground in mid-air, covering the entire Rakshasa ground, and countless fairy demons fell to the ground pale white under the pressure of this crazy divine power. All vomit blood. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the fire phoenix spreading its wings and blocking the power of Chaos at a distance of 100 meters from the youth center, I am afraid that none of the 100,000 immortal demon on the entire Rakshasa ground can survive.

Fengran, the Emperor of Heaven, who had been retreating overseas for a hundred years on Fengdao Island, finally returned at the most critical moment when Yuan Qi's divine power was about to restart in the battle of the fairy demon.

"Yuan Qi!" The majestic divine voice spit out from Huofeng's mouth, awakening the almost crazy white-clothed god.

Yuan Qi's face was blank, still looking into the depths of the immortal barrier, holding a little robbery in his hands. The **** Yuanshen Sword whimpered beside him in a dazed, unspeakable sorrow.

"Auntie." He looked at Feng Ran, who was transformed into a majestic and silent form. After a long time, he spits out a mouthful of blood and emptied into the underground space of Rakshasa.

Feng Ran was shocked and caught Yuan Qi who had fallen into a coma. Her divine power swept over Yuan Qi's body, revealing undisguised worry and surprise in her eyes.

Yuan Qi's supernatural power disappeared unexpectedly.

Since ancient times, he has been born as a god, the **** with the most noble source of chaos, unexpectedly, after being promoted to the gods, he completely lost his divine power.

As if feeling the same unbelievable gaze from Upper Realm, Feng Ran lifted his head and looked in the direction of the ancient gods.

The corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood in Rakshadi were far away from the eyes of the ancients. She looked at the young man who had almost lost his vitality in Fengran's arms, and suddenly looked back at Bai Jue. If you look closely, you can see that she is touching the water. The mirror hand was shaking slightly.

"Do you know, do you know how he grew up?" The ancient lips were astonishingly white, and there was a rare mist under his eyes. "Do you know how he expected his Father God to return? You knew he had this catastrophe for a long time, but you concealed it from me, you..."

The choking voice of the ancient ancient was drowned in the hot embrace, Bai Ju lightly stroked her shoulder, over and over again, but never spoke, until the trembling body of the ancient ancient gradually calmed down.

"I know, I know all." With a sigh, Bai Jue looked at the scene above Rakshasa in the water mirror, "He has grown up. This is his choice. In ancient times, we only have to make it happen."

He is a true **** and a father. At the beginning, he lowered the realm to dissuade Yuan Qi, but unfortunately he saw the persistence of not losing to him in the eyes of that child, and in the end he could only respect his choice.

"We are already too difficult." The ancients gently squeezed Bai Jue's sleeves, the mist under his eyes gradually condensed into a solid state, drowning on Bai Jue's shoulders, "but he will be more difficult than us in the future, Bai Jue, if he waits not coming back……"

"It will pass, thousands of years, all disasters will pass." Bai Jue's voice slowly dissipated in the Star Picking Pavilion.

From beginning to end, no one understood, what the ancients said that needed to wait was the only fire phoenix born against the sky in the Three Realms and Eight Desolations, or the little **** who had a life more difficult than Tianzun.

The noisy Three Realms suddenly fell silent on this day, the return of the Emperor of Yuan Qi's crazy Ayin's soul flew away and everything fell into the dust, buried falsely.

It wasn't until five hundred years later that the miserable female ghost Ayin on the Naihe Bridge saw the **** in white under the ten thousand lights in the underworld.

She still didn't understand at that time, the oblivion and silence in that glance were not just that of the **** in white clothes, but the same sadness in her eyes.

It's a pity that no one saw him except the handsome Xiuyan ghost swaying at the head of Naihe Bridge.

She walked on the Naihe Bridge time after time, time and time again, the inexplicable absurd life, the endless beauty of hibiscus, but she never remembered that before she became the female ghost Ayin, what Who is it again?

Year after year, from life to life, she reincarnated lonely, her soul tempered extremely powerful, her old mind was more slick than her words, her temperament tempered more than the emperor’s ghosts, but she could never forget the surprise in the faint water mirror. Hong met at a glance.

When she was so deeply impressed with Xiuyan to cleanse all her past memories, she still couldn't help asking who the white-clothed fairy was thinking of thousands of years ago.

It's a pity that she only heard Xiuyan calling her "Ayin", I'm afraid she is reluctant to let her go. Amnestics for a hundred times, there is no more female ghost Ayin in this ghost way.

The handsome ghost who has been with her for thousands of years on the Naihe Bridge will be lonely, she thought so when the water of the Naihe Bridge flooded the top of Ah Yin's head.

She did not find that the burning ember fire outside the waters of the underworld dyed the entire ghost world into day. The vast and pure power of the Fire Phoenix broke through the river of Styx, went straight to the other side of the three realms, the shore of Kyushu, and awakened the two immortals who had been sleeping for a thousand years. The clan and Wutongfeng Island that has lost its young owner for more than a thousand years.

The female ghost Ayin didn't know who she was a hundred generations ago, and she never knew who she would be after a hundred generations.

It's like she thought that glance was the most unique peach in her millennium female ghost years, but she didn't know that it was her catastrophe and evil fate a hundred years ago.

But is that important? Feng Yin is back. Maybe to her, the life of the water-necked beast and the hundreds of times of the female ghost Ayin are just a hurried moment in the life of thousands of years?

In this world, whoever has deep affection and who bears the blame has never had anything to do with Xiaofengjun of Wutong Fengdao.