On the fairyland, dominate the bedroom.
Yin Ming holds his glass and looks at one side with interest.
There, there is a fairyland hazy, a graceful shadow, slowly transformed out, dressed in neon clothes, ethereal if immortal.
Take a closer look, isn't it the heart of the moon?
The moon heart shows her true body. She looks around and frowns as if she knows where this is. There are also a pair of demon like eyes staring at him with dim light, which is the master of heaven.
But she didn't understand, just now she was dancing on ChiYan peak. In a moment, she came to the master's bedroom. Do you want to call?
"Why, it's unexpected." Yin Mingyou smile, has already got up, still holding the wine glass, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, laughing playfully and playfully.
"Taoist friends are really good means." Moon heart light way, look cold as ice, no fear, did not look at Yin Ming.
"You've been to the lower world. You're really hard. How dare you call me a Taoist friend." Yin Ming laughed again. He settled down in front of Yuexin, gently stretched out his finger, held up Yuexin's chin, and looked at Yuexin's cheek as if he were appreciating art. "The disciple of the third emperor's sister-in-law is natural beauty."
The moon heart does not speak, raises the hand to push away, in the indifference, but also has a touch of disgust, in the expression, still does not have the slightest fear, because has experienced the big wind and the big waves.
"Strong, few like it." Yin Ming laughs and takes a sip of wine. Then he goes to the back of Yuexin, raises a wisp of her hair and sniffs the fragrance of the woman. She looks very comfortable.
Zheng!
The sound of swords rises, and Yuexin has a dagger in her hand, which is full of cold light. However, it does not stab at the ruler of heaven, but inserts it into its own God.
In the moment of her appearance, she had some kind of consciousness.
This Yin Ming is taking her as a hostage! If you want to take her and coerce the emperor of Chu and the emperor of Shura, you can't let Yin Ming succeed. She is not afraid to die.
It's a pity that she is not powerful, otherwise the sword will stab at Yin Ming. If she can't kill the ruler of heaven, he can only kill himself.
"Not stupid." With a smile, Yin Ming raised his hand slightly and stopped Yuexin, "if I don't let you die, you can't die. How can you catch that big fish without your bait?"
"The master of heaven, who plays tricks like this, is not afraid to be ridiculed by future generations?" The heart of the moon is cold.
"To destroy them and to unify the heaven, the world will remember only my great achievements."
"Poor you."
"Smart mouth." Yin Ming didn't get angry at all. Finally, he turned around and tasted a glass of wine. Then he waved his hand at will, "take it down to me, so I can take care of it."
Under the order, then two Xianjun stepped in and took away the moon heart.
The moon heart has been shaped like a puppet, has no strength to bind a chicken, suicide can not, only slightly side of the eyes, looking to nothingness, as if through the endless ethereal, see the mountains of Huashan, eyes full of worry.
"Where is it?" ChiYan peak, Taiyi and Taibai that two goods, also turn around to look for a big living man, said not to have no.
Si Ming does not speak, the eyes are bright and dark, there is always an ominous premonition.
With his eyes slightly narrowed and speechless, Tianzun turned and went straight to the bottom of Huashan Mountain. He wanted to find Ye Chen. He was proficient in deduction and could find clues.
At the bottom of Huashan Mountain, what he could see was the purple sea of clouds. With his best eyes, he could only see ye Chen. He was not sitting in a sitting posture, but lying in the deep sea of clouds. He was really like a fallen leaf, wandering with the sea of clouds, and there was no sign of waking up.
"Ye Chen, wake up quickly." Shura Tianzun transmits the sound with divine sense, and the tone is a little hasty.
For a long time, there was no reply.
Or, ye Chen can't hear.
At the moment, he is still in the mood of the emperor Yun. The vast and ethereal world is full of fairy spirits, misty rain, mountains, rivers, trees and trees. His mind is falling into it. He can't tell the real from the unreal. He can't find a way out. He has been pulled in by the emperor Yun that day and has never gone out. He doesn't know how to get out.
"Don't make any noise. There's still a war out there."
Ye Chen scolded, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the four seas and eight wastelands, trying to find out the flaw of this artistic conception.
However, he has limited vision and can't see through anything.
This state of mind is more mysterious than he imagined. Heaven and earth are changing all the time, which is even more strange than that in the mountains of Zhou. His evolution of Zhou and Tian needs to keep up with the changes of heaven and earth in order to find out the way out.
"Hongjun, you can do a lot!"
Ye Chen's face darkened for a minute, and then scolded his ancestors again. Along with his family's 18 generations of ancestors, he also said hello one by one. He melted your emperor Yun and sent him to Laozi. He didn't pick the right time. There was still a war outside. You were trapped here.
A scolding, he went down the mountain, followed one side, across a sea, across a Cangyuan, all the way to see.
The artistic conception world of emperor Yun is more extraordinary than he imagined. Tao Yun is natural. He can see the chaos of Tao, which is like the rain of light. Although we can see it, we can't touch it.Ye Chen stopped again, bathed in the Tao and listened to the voice of the heaven.
Hongjun, the founder of Taoism, is also a chaotic body, and the first person to become an emperor with chaos. His understanding of the Tao of chaos has surpassed the Tao, and his perception of chaos is far superior to him.
There is no day or night in the realm of emperor's implication.
Ye Chen walked and stopped. Everywhere he went, he could hear the voice of the heaven. He practiced the way of chaos. The Tao Yun in his body could also resonate with it, interwoven with the supreme Tao.
However, compared with Daoyun, ye Chen is more concerned about whether the war is still going on, whether the curtain has ended, whether the heaven has won, or whether the lower bound has won, and whether the legendary Jiang Taigong has recovered and left the pass.
These, for him, are unknowns, trapped in the realm of emperor's implication, completely isolated from the outside world, and can not be heard by others.
Another mountain forest, he stopped slightly.
Looking up to the sky, on a steep mountain, there stands a figure, not real, but illusory. The purple robe flutters like a banished immortal.
Ye Chen step on, fixed eyes Ning see.
The illusory purple robed man, only seeing his human form, but not his honor, stood like that, holding his back and looking at the misty sky. Although it was illusory, ye Chen could feel the emperor's power from him, as well as an unforgettable vicissitude and antiquity.
Ye Chen touches his chin and confirms that this is Daozu. To be exact, it is a trace of the trace of Daozu remaining in the diyun, and the emperor Yun is there.
Looking at it, ye Chen moved and kicked up from behind. He wanted to hammer the old Taoist priest for a long time. Since he came to the heaven, he ran into walls everywhere. He was really in a rage. If he couldn't find Daozu, he could only take his brand out of anger, such as kicking on a foot.
Then he heard the roar.
Xu's force is too strong, plus the brand of Daozu, his body is illusory. It doesn't matter if he kicks empty. If he doesn't pay attention, he falls on the top of the mountain. Although his body is also illusory, there is a sound when he lands, and the roaring sound is loud.
Ye Chen gets up, is very embarrassed, falls in the outside world, completely is tickles, but in this emperor implication realm, actually falls all over the body ache.
"Your sister." Ye Chen dark scolds, quite is puzzled, the body is illusory, according to one foot should be effective, how to kick empty? Failed to clean up the brand of Daozu, I fell half disabled.
Zheng!
When he scolded his mother, he suddenly heard the sound of a sword.
When you look at the top of the mountain, there is already an illusory sword in the hand marked by Daozu. If there is chaos, the Dao will be entangled and the sound will move. It is the Dao sword.
Under his gaze, the momentum of Daozu's brand ascended instantaneously, full of Jidao Diwei, shaking the whole artistic conception world.
Ye Chen a dry cough, suddenly feel chilly all over, always feel the brand of Daozu, quite a grudge, to make fun of him, to let him long memory.
"I didn't kick." Ye Chen laughs.
As a matter of fact, he thought too much. The momentum of Daozu's brand, only for a moment, became invisible. He still stood on the top of the mountain and quietly danced the sword. Every move was slow, but that one move was one form, but all of them were combined with the supreme Tao and had endless changes.
Ye Chen is distracted and in a trance.
Before he could think about it, he stepped on the top of the mountain again. He also had a Dao sword in his hand. He learned Daozu's sword moves and gently danced to imitate Daozu's Qi Yun.
I don't know how long this dance will last.
The sword is still on the top of the mountain.
Strangely, with his sword dancing, the heaven and earth are changing. The mountains and mountains move, and the rivers and rivers flow backward. Even a plant of flowers and grass is withering and sprouting. The reincarnation of more than one time radiates different vitality.
And the biggest change is that the meaning of the realm, there are more days and nights, and then spring, summer, autumn and winter, which should appear in time, follow a certain track, change back and forth, the universe still changes, he seems to keep up with the rhythm.
As night fell, he finally withdrew his sword.
Although his eyes are open and closed, his deep eyes have a different kind of Qi, and now they are still evolving into a vast starry sky.
"Interesting." Ye chennan language, step out of the mountain, stepping on the heaven and earth, reflecting the stars and moonlight, straight to the distance.
His back, in this state of mind, is rather small and thin, step by step, all the way around, I don't know where to go.
He is fixing himself, but a sea.
On the sea, the stars in the night sky are very bright. Ye Chen looks up quietly. The more he looks at his eyes, the deeper he squints, the more he looks at the light of his eyes.
In the splendor of stars, he seems to have seen Daozu.
as like as two peas, there is a beautiful shadow, a fairy tale, like a dream, and the same as Chu Xuanchuling. It is a rose that may grow up, and it seems to be at the end of the old age.
"The goddess of ancient heaven?" Ye Chen light Nan Road, Zheng Zheng's looking, there is such a divine posture, but also only the ancient heavenly court female emperor matches on, forever has no one.
Under his gaze, Daozu Hongjun and the ancient Tianting empress are in a duel.It is not accurate to say that the duel is not accurate. To be exact, Daozu was hit by a hammer, but he didn't even hold on to a move. The empress swung him out of the sky with one hand.