Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 370 For My Husband and Me

"300 years ago, you had this look, telling me that Master might be coming back, but you still made me happy in vain."

After hearing the news of Zheyan's master's recovery, Bai Qian suppressed the emotions in her heart and said flatly.

"Now that I tell you that Mo Yuan is really coming back, aren't you in a hurry?"

Zheyan opened his mouth slowly.

"Aren't you really lying to me?"

Bai Qian's expression changed slightly, and he asked a little hesitantly.

"Girl, I definitely didn't lie to you this time. Earlier, your fourth brother and I came to see the illness of the eldest prince Die Yong of Xihai."

"However, I felt that the aura on his body was very unusual, so I cast an immortal method, checked it out, and found that he was actually two people."

When Zheyan said this, she stared at Bai Qian closely:

"The one who is awake is Die Yong, and the other one who is asleep is your master Mo Yuan."

"When you were young, you also learned this spell from me. The other person who is the sleeping prince of Xihai, I followed his source and found out that he is composed of pieces of broken spiritual power."

"Just ask the world, who else can use the illusory spiritual power to reunite a person whose soul is broken piece by piece."

"Furthermore, he is the legitimate son of the Father God. I was raised by the Father God. We have been together since we were young. I am very familiar with his breath."

Zheyan's tone became more and more admirable:

"In the past, you mentioned to me that before Mo Yuan disappeared, you told a dozen or so brothers to wait for him.

"I always thought it was a thought he left for you."

"It wasn't until I saw him in Die Yong's body not long ago that I really admired him. Mo Yuan has never disappointed anyone in his life. This is the true nature of a man."

"However, it took him 7 years to get to what he is today, and he is still a little loose now, and needs help from others to recuperate."

"It must be because of this that Mo Yuan is sleeping in the body of the First Prince Xihai."

After listening to Bai Qian, she finally couldn't hold back the emotions in her heart, sobbing:
"I don't know if the eldest prince Xihai can afford Master?"

Zheyan thought for a while, then said:

"This Die Yong's body is only mediocre. Apart from cultivating himself, his mana is also used to disperse and nourish Mo Yuan. After a long time, his body gradually weakens. If Mo Yuan really wakes up, he may still be alive." It will take seven to eight thousand years."

Bai Qian was a little puzzled:

"It's just why did Master choose to recover from Prince Xihai?"

Zheyan recalled a little:

"I still remember that the eldest prince Xihai owed Mo Yuan a kindness when he was young, and he was also his disciple's elder brother. This must be the reason."

After the words fell, Yang Jiao at the side embraced the weeping Bai Qian into his arms.

Seeing this, Zheyan laughed and shook his head:
"Girl, this is a good thing, why are you still crying?"

Yang Jiao looked down at Bai Qian in her arms, patted her on the back lightly, and said for her:

"She has been thinking about this matter for 7 years. She looks like this, and she is afraid that it will be nothing but joy."

Zheyan said:

"In this case, let's go to the West Sea right away. I have already told the West Sea Lord that I will bring two divine officials who specialize in treating Die Yong's patients."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao asked:
"God Zheyan, I don't know if Diefeng is in the Crystal Palace of the West Sea."

Zheyan didn't understand, so he said:

"I just left the West Sea not long ago. It is said that I sensed an abnormality in Kunlun Xu, and I probably won't be back in a short time."

After Yang Jiao stretched out his hand to help Bai Qian dry the tears on his face, he said leisurely:
"Qianqian took Mo Yuan's body back to Qingqiu without authorization, which caused Kunlunxu's disciples to search for their traces in all over the world."

"Even Qianqian doesn't know how to deal with the elder brother who is the second prince of Xihai, so I hereby ask."

Zheyan shook her head slightly:

"Mo Yuan is about to wake up, why is he still afraid of seeing his elder brother? Let's do this, then, on the grounds that Die Yong needs to rest, let Mr. Xihai Hai make a rule that no one should come to disturb him."

Afterwards, Yang Jiao changed his appearance and followed Bai Qian and Zheyan to the Crystal Palace in the West Sea.

Since Bai Qian had been walking around the world as a secretary in the past, there were very few people who really knew her as Qingqiu Baiqian, so that not many people knew her real appearance.

Therefore, there is no method of transformation.

After a while, the enthusiastic Xihai Jun and Bai Zhen who guarded the Crystal Palace brought the three of Yang Jiao to Dieyong's Fu Ying Hall.

Not long after, Yang Jiao and Bai Qian asked everyone to retreat, so that they could use immortal magic to heal them.

After Bai Qian cast a spell to perceive the abnormalities in Die Yong's body carefully, she couldn't help crying with joy.

Seeing this, Yang Jiao who was beside her patted her fragrant shoulder as a comfort, then his eyes were full of light, and he had an insight into Mo Yuan's situation at the moment, and he was sure of it immediately.

"Zheyan is right. If only relying on Dieyong's weak body, Master will have to recuperate for seven to eight thousand years before he can really wake up."

When Bai Qian said this, she turned to look at Yang Jiao:

"However, if I can borrow the Celestial Clan's Jiepo Lantern and pass half of my cultivation level over, it will definitely help Master wake up as soon as possible."

"Yang Jiao, when we went to Yingzhou, we just took away all the Shenzhi grass guarded by the four fierce beasts, and now only the Jiepo Lantern is left."

"We are going back to Jiuchongtian now, Father will definitely not refuse."

The Jiepo Lamp can bind the soul of a god, and can create the soul of a mortal. For example, if the soul of a god is scattered, if it is not scattered badly, just light the Jiepo lamp on his bedside for three days, and the soul will be healed. Knot the scattered souls intact.

It's even more serious when it's the mortal's turn, even if the mortal has been wiped out, just put the thing with the breath of the mortal on the lamp and burn it once.

Make Jiepo Lantern look for the aura of this mortal, and it can slowly absorb the aura that this mortal left within a thousand miles.

After absorbing all the aura left by this mortal in the world, he can imitate the ashes of the original soul and create another similar soul.

Yang Jiao said quietly:
"You, if you really care about it, you will be chaotic. There is no need to trouble yourself."

"In order to seal Qingcang back then, Mo Yuan exhausted all his primordial power to seal him in the Eastern Emperor Bell, so most of his primordial spirit is on the Eastern Emperor Bell."

"The function of the Jiepo Lantern is to absorb the fragments of Mo Yuan Yuanshen from the Eastern Emperor Bell."

"I'll go to Ruoshui River later and take Mo Yuan's primordial spirit out of the Eastern Emperor Bell."

Bai Qian sternly said:
"Qingcang's strength is no small matter. My master did not hesitate to die to seal him. You must not be brave. If something happens to you again, I will..."

She changed her voice and said firmly:
"No, I can't let you take risks, and the Jiepo Lantern is the safest."

Yang Jiao couldn't help scratching Bai Qian's nose, and said with a light smile:
"Regardless of whether there is a knot lamp or not, as long as Mo Yuan's primordial spirit disappears from the Eastern Emperor Bell, the power of the seal that suppresses Qing Cang will be reduced by half, and Qing Tian Cang will most likely break the seal by then."

"So, as long as Mo Yuan wants to be resurrected, he will definitely come out again, so why bother, it's better to just do it once and for all, so as to avoid future troubles forever."

Bai Qian had a little realization, and realized later:
"You mean, this time you want to kill Qing Cang completely."

She immediately shook her head quickly:
"No, it's too dangerous. Qing Cang is a strong man in the late stage of the Upper God Realm, and the Donghuang Bell is an unrivaled magic weapon with infinite power."

"Even if you have reached the perfection of God Realm, if he fights against you with the mentality of burning jade and stone, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Yang Jiao touched Bai Qian's pretty face, and said softly:

"Every time you mention Qing Cang, you always feel that he is invincible, like a world-destroying demon god, but you don't know. For my husband, he is a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than the so-called world-destroying demon god."

Bai Qian grabbed Yang Jiao's palm and said anxiously:

"Yang Jiao, stop joking. This is a matter of life and death. You can't act recklessly. Do you want Xiaotuanzi to lose his father completely?"

Yang Jiao answered the wrong question:

"If the method of cultivating the divine way fails to break through to the realm of the gods, the longevity will be a million years for the elders, and five or six million years for the shorter ones, and you will return to chaos."

After Bai Qian heard this, she aired:
"Did you listen to what I just said? The lifespan of my God Race is indeed the same. Once the blood in the body is exhausted, it will not be long before the catastrophe, and the god body will be buried in the sea of ​​innocence."

Yang Jiao's eyes were deep, and he said calmly:

"Qianqian, one day all your relatives and friends will leave, will you hate the person who caused all this?"

Bai Qian said in surprise:
"Who has such great supernatural powers to do all of this, besides, didn't you say that you are a thousand times, ten thousand times more terrifying than the so-called World Destroyer Demon God?"

"However, if such a thing really happens, how can we not hate it?"

Yang Jiao continued with a calm face:
"Then what if it's just a short farewell, and everything is for a longer companionship?"

Bai Qian listened to Yang Jiao kept saying things she didn't understand at all, and her two pretty willow-leaf eyebrows became more and more wrinkled:

"What happened to you today, why are you so weird?"

The corners of Yang Jiao's eyes suppressed the glamorous brilliance in his eyes, talking and laughing:
"Haha, I just feel that I've been practicing for so long, and I'm excited to finally have the touchstone of Qingcang."

(End of this chapter)