Fate is unpredictable.
King Fish had never imagined that one of his own self-taught cats would one day teach a true descendant of the Underworld to read and write, and to read the native script of the Underworld.
The Underworld Palace lost the Underworld Immortal Scrolls, and the textual memories in the ancient inheritance of the Underworld Monarch were incomplete, which made many of the ancient scrolls in the Palace impossible for the Underworld Monarch to flip through.
It, on the other hand, had been using the Underworld Immortal Scroll as a demonic elixir for many years, and the words in it had long since become telepathic with him and familiar with each other.
"In the previous month, how come I didn't realize that you were such a cat talent?" The Underworld Monarch looked at the white cat lying on the desktop with a haughty look on its face and tsked, saying, "You can't really be the reincarnation of Shimeji, can you? Did Shimeji take some kind of
Jiuyue stood in front of them, a large pile of paper with ugly handwriting cluttered in front of her, after she finished speaking she looked at them with a serious look, a look that hoped that you would not be ungrateful, and obediently cooperate with me in good faith to restore the glory of the Underworld together. "At that time, when I become the Lord of the Underworld Kingdom, I will make you a Divine Magistrate and appoint you as a Heavenly Monarch. At that time, whenever one of your loved ones dies, I'll help you fish her out." Nine Specters proposed in a spirited manner, "In the future, we'll just rely on this place to be bullies, and no one will be able to control us!" Ning looked at Jiuyue for a long time and said, "Although the spirit has no boundaries, the places that the outside world can reach are much, much more open than the Underworld, so even if we go out, where are we going to find authority for you?" Jiuyue thought about it and cheered, "The
In the stone-floating Underworld Hall, between the darkness of the light, the feathered serpent's soul has long been lost. Wood Spirit pupil, this Underworld Dao Spirit Sect's most legendary patriarch, also under the heaven's reckoning and people's reckoning to eliminate the soul, dragon mother mother's corpse fell to the ground, she died for a hundred years, now the power faded, more no longer alive. The entire palace was like a mottled ancient painting. The man in the painting slowly awoke. After Ning long woke up, he immediately reached out and shook his sleeve, and the fingers between his sleeves pinched a key technique for gathering souls, embracing Ning Xiaoling's soul into his arms. Ning Xiaoling, who was missing a divine soul, was still intact in appearance, only certain parts of his divine soul glowed with a translucent, weak color. Ning Xiaoling's body was still sitting on the throne, her waist slender, her white skirt flowing, and t
Ning Xiaoling flopped softly on Siwei's shoulder, her upright, triangular ears fluttering pinkly as she breathed. Her nine tails were large and soft, looking fluffy and fluttering gently like cloud fluff, the four paws of the snow-treading softly resting on both sides of SiShi's fragrant shoulders, her round pupils full of weak and begging for mercy, seemingly hoping that this demon lord who was caressing his own body could let himself go. But this demoness didn't have the slightest intention of letting Ning Xiaoling go. She gently rubbed the soft fur around her neck and smiled, "Are you happy with the body, Little Age?" Ning Xiaoling thought to herself that if she had known that there was such a big weakness in her tail, she definitely wouldn't have wanted to drill in. Whether I'm satisfied or not is another story, but it seems to me that you're all quite satisfied with it Ning Xiaoling wanted to cry without tears, thinking to herself how she
Ning Nagisa and Lu Married Married listened to this answer, their hearts rising and falling. Regarding the fallen state lord from five hundred years ago, Ning Nagisa had presumed a few in his mind, but it had never occurred to him that the fallen state lord was said to be a saint. The same is true for Land Marriage. When she had asked Simian, she had done so out of curiosity, thinking only that it was a shocking secret, not realizing that the answer was so simple. But that happens to be a blind spot in thinking as well. But why should the saint rebel when he is already the supreme lord of the land? What was the thing he rebelled against, exactly? As they were thinking about it, Siwei had already opened his lips in a sly manner and said: "Nowadays, there is still a Lingxu Pavilion on the Remnant Hope Peak in the Middle Kingdom, a few months ago, I visited it when I traveled alone in the Middle Kingdom, but the mountain has been
As New Year's Eve approached, the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect had dispersed one after another. In the original large Divine Sect, the older generation of cultivators had already died in the previous tragic disaster in the Underworld Hall, and now the entire sect was even more lifeless. Yujin's home wasn't far away, so she lingered for a few more days. The young girl was equipped with the sword of an inner disciple, and two servants stood behind her, carrying her bulging bag for her. The carriage was ready at the entrance, waiting to depart at any time. Yu Jin stood on the drawbridge leading to the Nine Specters Hall and looked away for a while. Ning Xiaoling's figure never appeared. As she turned back, she noticed a small fox staring at her from the woods. She recognized the beautiful spirit fox, which she could see happily hopping around outside from time to time during her classes at Wood Hall. Yu Jin originally thou
Red lacquer window lattice, rose-like wood grain grows, white window paper covered with thin ice, light blurred through, the world under the sun is dense with cold air, the case of pure glaze color pale green porcelain vase, red plum demonic through the fragrance. Lu married to stand in the window, light through the thin ice, refracted from different angles, illuminated her snow-white clothes, falling on the ground shadow appears blurred. The snow hadn't stopped yet, and the icy edges of the eaves were occasionally dripping, and she was silent as she looked out the window at the broken snow that flew in now and then. Ning long rose from the bed, the pillow side of the residual warmth is still there, he reached out and touched, and then looked along the shadow, in the line of sight, the only thing to see the woman standing in jade, ivory snow neck full of light, bright dazzling, cloudy clothes ethereal, as if at any time will be melted in the light. "Awake?" L
"It's her?" Lu Married looked at this sudden scene and was also taken aback. However, after careful consideration, it is also reasonable, such a nature of Simin, will certainly choose not to wear a mask when everyone is wearing a mask, and then walk to you in front of you in a big way to fool you. It was her cunning device and her fatal loophole. "What are you doing, sir?" The maid gently cried out in pain, her words trying to maintain calm: "There are rules in the building, if you want to be accompanied by a songstress, you can talk to the steward, but if you break the rules, no matter where the bigwigs are, you can be expelled from the building." Ning looked at her for a long time and said, "Still pretending?" "What are you pretending? Sir, there is still room for maneuver in this matter, if you don't let go," the maid maintained her demeanor and gently cautioned. Lu Married suddenly raised her head and looked at the roof of
In winter, just after New Year's Eve, the fireworks in the sky and the night have been replaced by dawn, leaving only the wind and snow to blow and roll endlessly. Ning Nagisa was alone with his sword as he crossed the clouds. He stood on his sword, the wind whistling in his ears. His gaze took a bird's eye view of the earth through the pale wind and snow, and the whole of the earth seemed like embellishments on a long, snow-white scroll spread out into the boundless distance. The Ancient Spirit Sect had long since left him. Last night's drunkenness was still tossing around in his head, making him a little dizzy. The cold wind washed over his eyes, bringing a little bit of sobriety, he thought back to last night's events, just the corner of his mouth hooked up, laughing to himself "what a nonsense". Last night, they tied Simin jointly in the room, bullying, forcing her to say some shameful words to admit their mistakes, the three were reunited
In the imaginary realm, white snow drifted.The water mirror was like thunder and lightning cracking clouds, abruptly shattering.Almost out of instinct, Bai Zang fell back a hundred feet in a flash.At the same time, on the side of the water mirror, the mass of shredded paper Immortals seemed to have received an order and began to rotate, and soon, the edges of each piece of paper ignited with flames, and the entire fragment of Immortals burned up in almost an instant.But it's not a rabbit's death, it's a ney fire.The shredded paper blasted and burned out, a grayish-white translucent spirit state floated out from it, and the spirit life hovered in the air for a moment, abruptly disappearing.Shiruzo made sure there was no danger around him before he released his offensive form, his flying hair and skirt quickly coming to a standstill.What the hell happened?Bai Zang looked at the location where the water mirror had shattered, his m
The world is pale.The saint's cracked stone Buddha stretched across the sky, ancient and solemn, the black python climbed up the stone Buddha at high speed. Its body is already as long as a big river, but still can not be compared with the saint's stone Buddha, the scene at the moment, it is more like a slender wisteria climbing to the mountain sculpture into the body of the stone Buddha.The black python was none other than Divine Lord Quan Scale.Izumi scales glowing with steel ebony opened and closed as she rubbed over the cracked stone Buddha and swam close to the top of it.The top of the saint's stone Buddha still emanated a golden light, a manifestation of long-lived authority, and he was like a man holding up a bright light, stopping the darkness above him.The stone Buddha held up a bright barrier on the outside, but his body had lost a bit of light and glowed a lifeless stone gray.Izumi Scale's form was perched on the dark side, straig
In a voice that sounded like a clear spring shattering jade, Ye Cangong handed over the marriage certificate, and Ning took it for a long time.He unfolded the marriage certificate, the soft paper was like a freshly picked flower petal, and the fragrance of a young girl was still spread on it. Ning long unfolded the marriage certificate, like a flower petal blooming, the familiar handwriting on it came into view.'Ye Chan Palace'.Ning looked at these words for a long time, her fingers trembling lightly, and after a moment she refolded the marriage certificate.He looked at his master and smiled, "Master's orders are hard to disobey, this marriage certificate, disciple will have the audacity to accept it."Ye Chan Gong hmmm'd.The corners of her slightly curled lips slowly smoothed out, and the momentary smile was short, but it was enough to move the heart.The two men sat silently against each other.Ye Chan Gong's beautifully straigh
The wind of autumn swept through the world of eternal life, the ancient mirror such as the moon hanging high, sprinkled with a silver great piece, such as a dreamy scene, Ning long and Ye Chan Palace stood side by side, together with the appreciation of this round of autumn moon.It is also mid-autumn on earth.Ning could imagine that Xiang'er and the others must also be looking up at the moon. What they were looking at was not the same moon, but the same heart. Sooner or later, one day, these hearts would cross the divide between the eternal realms and be linked together.Ye Chan Gong looked at the mirror.The mirror hung high, and the silhouette was somewhat blurred."So it's been so many years."Ye Chan Gong looked at the moon, whispering to himself, swallowing the fire to ascend when it was yesterday, but suddenly look back, but it is already a thousand years of time.Just the moonlight from a million feet high in the sky, across the lay
In the ethereal and clear dao hall, Ning Nagisa and Ye Chan Gong looked at each other across the veil.Ye Chan Gong looked at the paper marriage certificate, her eyebrows moved slightly, like the fine breeze fanned by a butterfly's wings."Shall I write it?"Ye Chan Palace returned to tranquility.She is still a fairy as cold as the ice mountain, the fireworks of the world will float over her brow, but can not stick moisten.Ning waited for a long time, and earlier, his thoughts were confirmed, and he couldn't help but touch the top of his head for nothing.In the realm of eternal life, he had no dao and was just an ordinary person, so there was no way to see his lifeline, just like a person has no way to raise his eyes to see the heart of his head.The white veil grew still.Ye Cangong put pen to paper and wrote down a name without haste, and when she was done, she folded the marriage certificate.Ning held out her hand for a lo
Ning sat on the stone table for a long time, looking at the marriage certificate and falling into deep thought.The wedding book is standing still, like a delicate blooming petal, which is not stained with autumn dew, but has the unique poignancy of autumn.Ning looked around for a long time.He couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in the realm of eternity at the moment, but no matter what, this marriage letter should be the key to breaking the game.Ning Nagisa intends to give it another try.He picked up his pen and wrote the words 'Ye Chan Palace' on the marriage certificate and knocked on the door of the Dao Palace once again.The white veil blew in the Taoist temple, and the silhouette swayed."The marriage contract has been written."This time, Ning Nagisa didn't wait for Ye Canyangong to speak, nor did he sit on his knees respectfully; he stood upright, holding the marriage certificate, and snatched it up, "I wrote 'Ye Can
In the crystal-carved palace, the marriage certificate between Ye Chan Gong's fingers looked like a maple leaf.Ning looked at the marriage letter for a long time, the fingers between his sleeves suddenly trembled, and at this moment, he felt that the world was clear.The wind of butterflies blew through the window, showering the courtyard with golden broken awnings, light falling through the window onto Ning's cheeks for a long time, light and shadows flowing past like water, and silent time flowed in such equally silent imagery.Ye Chan Gong watched him, not knowing if she was looking at him or at the beautiful golden shadow floating across his cheek.A moment later, Ye Cangong's fingers shrunk slightly, seemingly about to take back the marriage certificate, and Ning Changcheng's hand blocked this, his hand falling to the marriage certificate at some point as well, pinching a corner of it.Ye Chan Gong looked at him again, but did not immediately let
The town floated above the Eternal Realm, a rootless, suspended island.Golden butterflies flew all around the town, the world had no sun, so they became countless luminaries, glow worms gathered in lanterns that lit up the world.Ye Chan Gong took his hand and leapt into the world.The world opened up for them.Ning long leapt down from the island-like town, and he spread his arms out like a bird of prey as the wind murmured in his ears.They dropped from the high school all the way down to the earth.The eternal realm is crystal clear and glows with the beauty of the spirit state.The earth here is made up of silvery fine soft particles, incomparably soft, the trees are also like crystal sculptures, towering, like a majestic palace, running between the forest deer, deer like butterflies, also golden, they shuttle between the forest, retaining only the instincts of the pre-life, do not drink, do not eat, forget about life and forget about d
The sea of dust from the star explosion was like a layer of barrier between heaven and earth, as if the myth and legend had been verified, and the heaven and earth were divided into nine, and the sunlight was reflected by the ashes floating in the sky, unable to shine onto the ground. The ground was dim, and the temperature dropped dramatically.The aftermath of the meteorite's explosion was still leveling off at unimaginably high speeds, the tumbling embers were filled with high temperatures, there were no more birds of prey in a thousand-mile radius, and the boisterous dust constructed a purgatory in which living beings could not survive.Not to mention the high altitude, the earth was swept away by the heat wave of the explosion, but fortunately the center point of the explosion was the boundless Mirror LakeThe water in Mirror Lake has been boiled and large numbers of fish carcasses have surfaced from underwater.Bai Zang's body stained with a silver skir