After the old emperor finished speaking, he bowed down and bowed to Chu Wuyou, Yuyong, and Feng Sheng. Chu Wuyou immediately helped him up, "Your Majesty, take care of yourself too."
He was also very grateful to the old emperor for his cooperation and accommodation over the years. As for protecting Cangqi, Cangqi was a tributary of the Temple of Light, so it was of course his responsibility.
Cang Qi's subsequent affairs were left to the Sixth Prince, and Chu Wuyou sent several elders from the Temple of Light to assist him.
Then, Chang Le, Chu Wuyou, Yu Yong, Feng Sheng, Qing Qian Yu, Bai Shi and others rode the Golden Holy Dragon to the Temple of Light.
As expected, the Temple of Light lives up to its name, with light everywhere. The main hall is located in a mountain covered with clouds and mist.
The clouds and mist were all crimson white, making the hall seem misty and fairy-like, and every girl walking inside looked like a fairy.
The outside of the main hall is filled with peach blossom trees in full bloom. Step by step, there are ten miles of peach blossoms.
Looking at this intoxicating ten-mile peach blossom, Changle felt as if she was in a fairyland. This was the place where she and Chu Wuyou were alone together. It was so beautiful.
Chu Wuyou gently pulled her and told her all about the Temple of Light, "There is a very rich spiritual energy in this fairyland. As long as you are in it, whether you are living or resting, you will naturally absorb the spiritual energy of the world. This place
Even if a person doesn’t know martial arts, his spiritual power can hurt dozens or hundreds of people with just one palm strike."
"So powerful? Then this is really a paradise for martial arts training. No wonder you are so good at martial arts at such a young age." Chang Le was really envious of Chu Wuyou.
Unexpectedly, he pretended to be mature and shook his head: "I am no longer young. After all, I am older than you."
Looking at the very young man with red lips and white teeth in front of him, Chang Le finally thought that with his strength, he had already become a god, and his body was naturally immortal.
Therefore, he will probably keep this appearance in the future, and he will probably live for thousands of years like a human spirit.
As for her, she is still a mortal. Will she die before him or grow old before him?
Chu Wuyou was such a smart person. He had already guessed what Chang Le was thinking, so he gently held her face, pressed a kiss on her forehead, and said dotingly: "Little fool, don't worry.
You will become a true god like me. You are my Holy Princess. How can I let you grow old? You are the descendant of the ancient summoner, and you have the body of Xuanling Zhenqi. You are like this
Holy body, you are already immortal, I am afraid that I will die before you!"
"What? Am I immortal? You mean, I can also live forever?" Changle, the immortality, has only seen it in novels and TV.
Now she didn't expect that she would become an immortal, and she was really excited for a moment.
"Little fool, don't you know that the ancient summoner and his descendants are immortal, and you can also use the Xuanling Qi to practice again. With the speed of your practice, it will be a matter of time before you become a god.
, and it will be tens or hundreds of years earlier than others, so these are not issues you should worry about. What you should worry about now is our wedding in three days, and you will soon be the bride."
After Chu Wuyou finished speaking, he hugged Chang Le tightly and enjoyed the silence here wantonly.
Changle also hugged him tightly. She had never felt so happy in her two lifetimes.
However, when she thought that she had occupied Changle's previous position, her heart moved slightly. Youchi, she looked at Chu Wuyou nervously and said softly: "Wuyou, there is something I want to tell you. I don't know if you can