In the chaotic fairyland, Su Yu hugged a goddess and approached a temple.
With a wave of his sleeve, the palace door opened, and the rich life essence poured out, and the rays of light shone everywhere, making it look like a fairyland.
This is one of the three temples he took out from the Purple Mountain Divine Treasure. All the furnishings are of the holy way, and it is the most precious immortal treasure.
Inside the main hall, the floating light is shining, the still shadow is sinking, and a sacred pool is located in it. The mist is steaming, the spring water is crystal clear, and it exudes a faint fairy atmosphere.
Suddenly, the mist on the spring intertwined and changed, and a sacred tree of enlightenment appeared, filled with white fairy energy, accompanied by colorful light rain. When the light rain shook down, its sound was as beautiful as the sound of nature.
Zijun didn't pay attention to the extraordinary things here. There was a trace of greed in her eyes. She hugged Su Yu tightly, her starry eyes slightly closed, as if she had fallen into a wonderful dream and didn't want to wake up.
Over the past year, this scene often appeared in her dreams, and every time it appeared, it made her
"squeak!"
With a soft sound, the door of the palace was closed. Through the dim light, a woman in a silver dress could be seen with fairy muscles and jade bones, and a graceful appearance. Dark clouds lay across her starry clothes, and the light and rain danced affectionately. Her skirts were slightly raised, and she was as blurry as a dream.
, the subtle fragrance floats today.
Su Yu took a step forward, and in an instant, countless wisps of dark void Dao patterns came out one after another. The complex patterns on the Holy Dao Immortal Clothes shone with magnificent brilliance. He sat on a purple jade couch and put the woman in his arms.
lay down......
On the jade couch, Zijun was lying weakly in Su Yu's arms, with a trace of confusion in her eyes. She was slender, graceful, and graceful. She had an elegant beauty. Through the hazy skirt, her two legs were as white as frost.
Her calves shimmered in the light, so beautiful.
Beautiful starlight flows through the Qianhuan Galaxy Sand Clothes. Su Yu's eyebrows are picturesque, his black hair shawl hanging down, his expression is soft, and his whole body is surrounded by strands of chaotic energy.
Looking at the immortal face close at hand, feeling the subtle fragrance on his skin, Su Yu raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a bright smile. In an instant, a lotus appeared in the Tao Yun, and the immortal light circulated. He was like a fairy in the fairyland.
Existence seems elusive, as if it wants to fly away in the wind and escape from this world.
Zijun's heart was soft, her beautiful eyes were rippling with autumn water, and her heart was secretly moving. She fell into a state of intoxication, her eyes were shining with splendor, and she was indulged in this kind of warmth.
The jade belt flew down and drew a beautiful arc in mid-air. Su Yu stroked the three-leaf flower in the middle of Zi Jun's eyebrows, with warmth flowing in his eyes.
He said softly: "Fairy Yaochi is not allowed to marry outside. If Yuanyin has passed away, you will no longer be the master of Guishui Palace."
Seeing the worried look in Lang Jun's eyes, thinking about herself, the purple-haired woman smiled and felt a warmth in her heart, which made her feel very cozy.
She raised her pink neck and gently stroked Su Yu's cheek. Her heart felt white and she said softly, "I, the Lord of Guishui Palace, don't even know about this. How did you know about it?"
"Hmm...isn't it?" Su Yu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
He really didn't know much about Yaochi Holy Land and had never asked Yang Yi.
Zi Jun chuckled, like a girl with low eyebrows, endearingly, she whispered: "Only saints are like this. As the future Queen Mother of the West, their requirements are extremely strict. I am just the Lord of Guishui Palace, there is no such thing."
Constraint, the Lord of Liquan Palace 30,000 years ago formed a Taoist couple with the then God King of the Eastern Wasteland, and they became a happy couple. The practice of the "Western Emperor Sutra" does not require Yuanyin."
The candlelight swayed, reflecting the gorgeous and bright light under the refraction of the palace walls. Zijun was lying in Su Yu's arms, with her slender jade legs spread across her body, and her body was slim and graceful, as beautiful and flawless as the nine-day white jade.
"So that's it! The Queen Mother of the West gave birth to Wu Shi with the Dacheng Holy Body. Yaochi Holy Land is not unreasonable."
Su Yu understood. Desire flowed in his eyes, and he looked at Zijun with burning eyes.
Feeling the other party's choice in the illusion, he was very tolerant towards Zijun. If the other party did not want to leave the Yaochi Holy Land, he would not force it. After all, as long as he stepped into the Holy Land, the entire Yaochi Holy Land would be his, and it would not happen overnight.
between.
Feeling the change in Su Yu's breathing, Zijun's face turned red, and there was a hint of expectation in his heart.
She escaped from Su Yu's arms, put down her makeup, looked like a maid, and said softly: "Let me serve the palace master."
In front of her sweetheart, she is willing to put down her dignity...
After a while, the fragrance scattered, the petals danced, a moving piece of music played, the yin and yang blended, the sun and the moon merged, and on the shadow of the immortal tree of enlightenment, a green jade-like chain of the law of life took its root and came out quietly,
Floating in light and shadow...
Two hours later, the stars turned around and the night sky fell.
On the side of the spiritual spring, the divine light was flowing. Zi Jun leaned over and "served" Su Yu to get dressed.
After everything was done, the purple-haired goddess stood up. Her face was radiant, her body was like glass, and moving starlight was flowing. There was a majestic presence between her eyebrows, which made her look holy and inviolable.
Su Yu was very relaxed, feeling the beauty's orchid-like musk body fragrance, which made him feel more peaceful and emptier, and he was a little indulged in the gentle countryside.
Seeing the person in front of him return to the majestic demeanor of the Lord of Guishui Palace, his mind moved. In an instant, his skirts floated, the spring water rippled, and the two of them sank into the spiritual spring...
The long night is still young, and the master of Guishui Palace returns to her palace with a happy face. This time, her wish has been fulfilled, and she will enter the realm of the Holy Lord. She can't help but be happy.
Seeing their master returning in the middle of the night, and uncharacteristically, the two Yaochi disciples were a little confused. They could not imagine that the master who looked like a fairy in front of them had become the guest of the Lord of Chaos Palace.
In the palace, Zijun recalled the previous joy, clamped his legs slightly, and showed a knowing smile on his face.
But after being separated for a moment, she missed Su Yu.
She waved her jade hand, took out a warm jade pendant from the sea of suffering, and conveyed the message to Nian Zhi'er who stayed behind in Guishui Palace: "This palace has hit a bottleneck during this trip to the Southern Region. I will be in seclusion here for a period of time. I think I can do it in one fell swoop."
Break through and step into the pinnacle of Sendai's second heaven..."
In the Northern Territory, the Holy Land of Yaochi, after receiving the message from the Lord of Guishui Palace, the Saint of Yaochi was a little happy. She did not expect that in just two years, Zi Jun would break into the realm of the Holy Lord.
In the Holy Land of Yaochi, there are many people in the Immortal Second Heaven Realm. The owners of the four palaces are all Immortal Second Heavenly Powers. However, there are only three people in the Holy Lord Realm. In addition to the Queen Mother of the West, one of the other two is a living fossil of the previous generation.
, strictly speaking, he is not a living person, and his life span is about to end. The other one is the supreme elder of Yaochi's generation, and his status is extremely high.
Feeling the beauty of life again, Wang Teng's eyes moved slightly, tears rolled down his face, and his expression was complicated.
He stared at the dazzling Taoism on Su Yu's body and said, "What secret technique is this? Is it a forbidden chapter in the "Wu Shi Sutra"? This awakening is really like a lifetime ago. I didn't expect that my Taoist heart would be so unbearable."
,Hahaha......"
Before he finished speaking, he laughed crazily, as if venting the pain in his heart.
Unlike ordinary people, Wang Teng has practiced the "Qian" secret and has a vague premonition of the future. It is precisely because of this that this time the illusion of time is very real.
His high spirits when he came to Beiyuan, his ambition when he was respected by the five realms, his madness when his family was destroyed, his despair when he was defeated by Yu Tuo, his fear when he was seized by Ao Sheng, and his fear when facing An Lan's golden spear.
The palpitations, the reluctance before death, everything was extremely real, imprinted in his sea of consciousness, and could not be forgotten.
If it weren't for Su Yu, all of this might actually happen...
He doesn't believe in fate, but he believes in the predictions of the "Qian" character secret.