The strong wind dissipated, and Huxuchen and the other two rushed to the fairy boat cabin and were already in a state of excitement when they saw Shi Jinqiao.

"Die?" Ge Liuyun took a few steps forward and turned her body over to check. The female corpse looked straight ahead without any blood.

Master Li Yun and Hu Xuchen stood at the door and did not walk into the house. After scanning around, Master Li Yun asked, "What do you think of fellow Taoists?"

"It's not just to silence the mouth, but to save the soul." Huxuchen tried to track Shi Jinqiao's soul through the mark he reserved.

But some kind of special force interferes, which makes it impossible for him to track down. However, this kind of interference is similar to disturbing Bian's perception, and it is indeed Dongfang Aofeng?

Then, the next step is to find Shi Jinqiao's soul from him, and convict him and give fairy Dan Tai a justice.

Seeing him pondering, Master Li Yun said, "Since the soul is no longer there, the body is taken away by us. Do you have any objection?"

"Shi Jinqiao is the Kanyuan Dao Body. Are you planning to find someone to take over the body and find another heir through this Dao Body?"

"The mystery of the Kanyuan Immortal Body is not only in the physical body, but also in the soul and fate. It is useless to replace people and take over the body. It's just that Shi Jinqiao is a member of my Beidou Sect. I want to take her back to report her life and give her a decent burial."

Is it really that simple?

Hu Xuchen looked at Li Yun for a long time. But Shi Jinqiao had nothing to do with him, and Fairy Dan Tai had no other instructions, so he tacitly allowed them to transport the bodies back.

He stepped on the skull and returned to the Huashan Sect again.

As expected, Shi Jinqiao's soul has returned to the Huashan Sect

...

In the middle of the quiet and quiet hall, the boy was holding a little white rabbit to play. On both sides of the hall, a group of witches with white clothes were kneeling.

The boy pulled the rabbit one after another, and soon the furry little white rabbit shrank a few times and died on the spot.

The boy looked at it, reached out and stroked the white rabbit's back, and a divine power of heaven injected lifespan into the little white rabbit, allowing it to come back to life.

The white rabbit's ears moved slightly and changed a position in the boy's arms. Then the boy stretched out his hand and pulled it...

Puff

Blood splattered the boy's clothes, and he threw away the rabbit's ears, lifted the dying rabbit upside down, and pulled off his limbs one by one.

After tearing off the white rabbit alive, his face still had not changed. He silently threw the body aside and looked up and asked, "Father, are life in the world so fragile?"

"The sentient beings in the world are like white horses passing by, but they pass by in a blink of an eye. How can these floating ants be like?"

In the sky, there was a faint sound of Taoist slowly talking to the boy.

"You have to know that everything in this world cannot be compared with you."

"You control the life and death of all things, and are the 'Son of Emperor' who is destined to rule the world."

"All life in the mortal world belongs to you. Their life and death are also judged by you."

The boy talked with the Heavenly Dao, and soon after, he ordered the witch girl to help her change her clothes. The tender voice echoed in the hall: "Set up and go to the Sky Cliff."

Motian Cliff, a scene in Huaxu Mountain. When the boy brought the witches, many Feng clan members gathered under the cliff.

At this moment, Feng Bo, the leader of the Feng clan, was kneeling under the sky cliff with a man and a woman.

"Your inquire about the Emperor, the son of the dog and the Shennong ethnic group intermarry, please deal with it."

"The Shennong clan is all a demonic species that deceives the heavens, which is different from my Feng clan. Following the will of my father, those who rebel against the Emperor's Pavilion will be killed."

The boy looked expressionless and looked at the couple kneeling on the ground.

"Feng Heng, let's give you a chance to apologize, and you can do it yourself."

Feng Heng wanted to beg for mercy, but the boy's decisive words changed drastically: "Your Majesty, please be kind. Lan'er and I truly love each other."

Before he could finish speaking, his own body was completely out of control. Driven by some strange force, he came to the girl. Under the constant struggle of his face, he strangled the girl to death.

Seeing this scene, the witches around the boy changed slightly, but the boy still had no emotions.

In the eyes of everyone, although he is the "Son of Heaven", he is not a man, but a god born from heaven and earth. His words are the will of heaven.

After Feng Heng killed his lover, he also committed suicide under the boy's order.

After doing all this, he returned to the Heavenly Palace again and continued his long and boring life.

He lives in the Heavenly Palace and is served by witches, and shows up from time to time to deal with traitors from the Feng clan, and then arranges matters in the Emperor Pavilion.

This is his life, monotonous and colorless. As expected, when he grows up, he will be in harmony with heaven and become the real emperor. Then he will cleanse the world, completely destroy the Shennong clan, and let the Feng clan spread all over the earth again.

Until one night, an immortal sneaked into his bedroom.

The boy was sitting at the table studying a few small insects, and he was not panicked when he saw the immortal breaking in. In other words, he was not panicked or afraid of these emotions.

He doesn't even have the concept of "danger".

As the "Son of the Emperor", how could something happen if you are protected by the Emperor to the greatest extent?

"Who are you? Why come to the Emperor Pavilion?"

"I am just a scattered immortal, and it is not enough to make the 'Son of Heaven' worry." The old man Daokou Xianfeng held a pearl in his hand: "I am here to offer the 'Son of Heaven', and ask the 'Son of Heaven' to see all living beings."

The five colors of the precious pearl flow, hiding the wonders of the vast world.

The boy looked at him and saw the joys and sorrows of the world in the jewel, and saw the seven emotions and six desires, nine difficulties and eight sufferings...

It was this view that made his pure and flawless heart polluted by the world and involuntarily developed a hint of curiosity about the world.

This little desire became a flaw that he could not conform to the Tao, and eventually transformed from "the god in the world" to "the real man".

...

Ren Hong opened his eyes, felt a little thirsty, and got up to pour tea for himself.

"I dreamed of the first life again."

After the Emperor's Tomb came out, Ren Hong's memories recovered faster and faster. He almost remembered those memories from childhood.

Born in a thunderous thunder, raised by the Great Wind clan, he opened up the lineage of the Rain Master himself. He talked about love with the Saint of Mount Li, and had love with the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox, and finally married Princess Jiang Yao of the Lieshan clan.

At the same time, he also remembered another purpose of his assassination of the Lieshan clan.

Destroy the Shennong clan and let the Feng family control the country.

After the war between the gods nine thousand years ago, the Taihao Emperor Ji was destroyed and the Feng family's remaining veins established the Emperor Pavilion. His purpose of assassinating the Lieshan clan was to be dissatisfied with the occupation of the world by Shennong and his group, which led to the Feng family's retreat.

"But today, the two human races merge and it is hard to distinguish each other."

Opening the window, Ren Hong looked at the night: "If I hadn't helped the Emperor of the Nong to solve the 'Sky Fire Calamity', maybe I would have returned to the control of the Feng clan today?"

Looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky from afar. This moon has been hanging in the world for nine thousand years, witnessing the changes of the world and the changes of dynasties.

Five thousand years ago, he also looked at this bright moon and chose to help the Nong Emperor, who had been in short order, to determine the destiny of the Feng clan and Shennong merging.

"But seeing the great prosperity of the human race in front of us, the choice that year is enough to be relieved."

As if infected by the faint moonlight, Ren Hong was holding a pot of wine and sat on the roof to look at the moon and stare.

Click

Soon, a silver light and shadow appeared around him.

Ren Hong, holding the wine cup, slapped slightly and said coldly: "I don't have the wine to receive the little thief."

"Oh, oh, don't be so distant." Xingmo took out the wine cup himself and took out the wine prepared by the Nanmen family for him.

"I have no malice, I just see you drinking alone and being lonely, come and talk."

"Talk? Have you finished scouting the spot?"

"There is nothing to check out. Huashan Pie, I'm familiar with it."

Indeed, the two of them saw Zhuan Yu coming to the Huashan Sect in the illusion of the Emperor's Tomb. Although there was no Feilai Peak in the illusion, Ren Hong could guess who cut the Feilai Peak.

"But you... forget it tomorrow, I won't ask."

How could he lose against Dongfang Aofeng?

After all, they are the real reincarnation of the Emperor Pavilion Master, and it is not easy to deal with a Dharma protector?

The two sat on the roof and looked at the moon with wind and wind. Su Jun tried to chat with Ren Hong without a word.

However, Ren Hong was disgusted with the other party stealing his identity, so how could he give him a good look?

Whenever Su Jun finds a topic, the other party will directly sarcastically and end the topic.

Alas, this guy...

Compared to Ren Hong, Su Jun got more complete memories. He knew the relationship between the two. With the complete destruction of the sword soul, the only two people who inherited the name of "Zhuanyu" and inherited the will of the three generations of cabinet leaders were left.

Instinctively, Su Jun felt a sense of intimacy towards Ren Hong. Although the two were not fellow-brothers, the souls born from the same origin were closer than brothers with the same bloodline.

Even if the two fall into reincarnation, the soul ties are enough to pass on for thousands of generations. Even in the distant future, perhaps they can really become brothers under this fate.

Not to mention that the two were playmates when they were young.

By the way, that jade pendant

Su Jun lowered his head and looked at Ren Hong, but at this moment Ren Hong still looked like "Feng Lingwu" and his clothes were completely different.

Su Jun laughed secretly: Yes, how could he take out this iconic thing again?

At this time, he saw the fire flying from afar. He swept his sleeves, and the wine pot and cups disappeared instantly: "Ren Hong, why not make a bet this time and see who can succeed in Taihua Jade Sword."
To be continued...