Gorgeous, large tracts of crimson red lotus grow scorchingly on the seabed, jumping in the wild fire as white as snow, forming two completely different brilliant colors.
The flowers swallowed up all things, and the desolate fire failed to hunt a single creature under the millions of brightly red Manjushuahua.
Cang Nanyi pursed her lips and had a cold face. She looked at the large areas of crimson in front of her eyes. Her eyes were cold and her expression was full of thunder.
The sea water flows slowly and calmly in this dead space.
It was like thousands of crimson flowers growing out of the snow-white thunder pool, but at this moment, they were pushed apart by an unknown force.
The scarlet Manjushuahua and Huangjie gradually separated into two distinct colors of white and red.
Among the two completely different forces, at this moment, there seems to be a third force that is critical at the center of the boundary and wakes up at this moment.
The two intertwined and inseparable forces were suddenly separated, and the desolate calamity, which was like a huge white flower paving the way under the seabed, was suppressed back into the abyss, and the flower of the other shore, which was like a flower born from the desolate calamity, was
Going upstream from the sea, thousands of things floated up one after another.
Just like the ever-bright crimson lamp on the bottom of the sea.
The light of the flower shadow dispersed into light spots and floated up in her pupils, like the soul fragments of all creatures in the deep sea fading away.
In that underwater world, there seemed to be mottled light, shadow and wind blowing up from unknown openings, blowing up her wide skirt and the soft black hair floating behind her.
She seemed to sense something at this moment. She suddenly raised her eyes and saw a pair of ancient eyes that had been opened since ancient times in the thousands of Manjushuahua like lanterns.
At that moment, those eyes seemed to have pierced through the clouds and mist, looking straight at him for eternity.
Cang Nanyi recognized the owner of those eyes. Even though he was as indifferent as her, at this moment he felt that the scene in front of him was extremely ridiculous.
The owner of those eyes was originally a golden bone, which gave birth to bones and then clothes.
The broad and majestic black and purple emperor's robe hangs empty on the new tall skeleton, and then gradually regenerates flesh and blood, long hair, limbs.
The man who grew from the golden bone is full of vitality and spirituality all over his body. His slowly opened eyes are clear and upright, his new face is clear and transparent, and his whole body is filled with the energy of pilgrimage to the universe. He also stands like an ancient locust tree, like a pillar in the center of the six paths of heaven and earth.
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There was a huge uproar in Cang Nanyi's heart, but in just a short moment, he suppressed the shocked emotions in his heart, his face returned to his usual calmness, he bowed deeply to the man from a distance, and said softly: "I've seen you before.
saint."
When my father woke up for the first time and saw the world, his eyes were always clear and his expression was as calm as before. Underneath the great fortune, there was a soul that was as calm and transcendent as Cang Nanyi, without sadness or joy.
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The soul returns to the body, the flesh and blood returns to the bones.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at his dark purple imperial robe that was floating heavily in the sea water. Without emotion, he stretched out his hand to brush away the complex and ancient patterns that had been painted on the emperor's robe since the birth of his divinity.
The totem pattern that symbolized the god and emperor was smoothed cleanly by him with one hand.
He said: "Emperor Father has passed away, and the new Emperor Jade has returned to his throne for thousands of years. From that day on in the world a million years ago, there will be no Emperor Father in the world."
As he spoke, he raised his arms across his chest and looked at the ordinary purple sleeves hanging under his arms.
He said calmly: "Now that I have met my fate and reunited with my divine source, I am not an emperor, so I don't need to be named emperor anymore. I will resurrect myself tonight. My bones will be my first child, my clothes will be my second child. In the future, my bones will be my clothes..."
Bone raw clothing...
Hearing this, Cang Nanyi still didn't know that his father-emperor had been reborn after a catastrophe and had no intention of being the emperor of the Six Paths.
Historically, the sacred bird holding a jade in its mouth meant that the old emperor died and a new emperor was born.
Now that the new emperor Zhu Zhan has died, if the old emperor comes to this world in the name of his father, then such heaven will no longer be able to tolerate the current immortal Zhu Zhan.
Cang Nanyi received the teachings and upbringing from his father when he was young. Although it was only a few days ago, he still knew that as a god of heaven and earth, his father practiced the most ruthless way and practiced the most ruthless way.
Heart.
But the only friendship he has reserved in this world is the love for his son that is hidden deep in his heart.
Whether it is the Nine Sons of the Emperor or the Demon Emperor Ao Jiang, they all have unexpressed importance in his heart.
Today he was resurrected and woke up, but he gave up the throne so simply and freely to be beheaded by the Immortal Lord.
Cang Nanyi said lightly "yes", and she had no intention of refuting her father's decision.
Father Emperor, who had changed his name to Gu Shengyi, raised his eyes slightly and glanced at her. His eyes like the scorching red sun flickered slightly, as if he was touched.
He raised an arm and lightly hooked his fingers. He saw the cold feather hidden in Cang Nanyi's body looming in his heart, spinning in a circle, and then dissipated into a silver-white spiritual current and merged into her veins.
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The cold feather that sealed Cangnan Yi's heart was dissipated at this moment, turning into the sweet rain that warmed and replenished her soul, nourishing her body.
Cang Nanyi instantly felt that the power that had disappeared from his body was gradually returning to its original form.
Gu Shengyi said: "Hanyuchi was born in Kunlun and grew up in Kunlun. It was originally one of your life sources. How come a small piece of feather can seal your body here?"
Cang Nanyi said truthfully: "Since hundreds of thousands of years ago, Hanyu Pond no longer belongs to Kunlun, but is now the Six Rivers of the Demon Realm."
Gu Shengyi was slightly startled and did not continue to ask about the cause and effect. He said bluntly: "Did Nan Yi keep his promise and marry my son Chenghuang?"
Hanyu Pond was of great significance to Kunlun. He knew that with Cang Nanyi's temperament and methods, there was no way she would lose this holy pond.
Now that Han Yu had become something beyond her control, the only thing he could think of was that it must be Cheng Huang's masterpiece.
Cangnan Yi said: "I have been married for hundreds of thousands of years."
Gu Shengyi was silent for a long time, and then he slowly said: "Nanyi was orphaned when he was young, and has a special bloodline. I knew that my time was short, so I made a marriage contract from the day I entered the school. The purpose was not to let my son
I place my trust in you, the Demon Immortal Clan, it is not easy to establish a world, and my original intention is to hope that Nan Yi can establish a long-term mountain and river agreement with the Immortal Clan."
"If Nan Yi and my son Cheng Huang have no love between men and women, and are burdened by him, I can certify our union and separation for you."
Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed through Cang Nanyi's cold and beautiful eyes.
She originally thought that Kunlun's desire to marry the Immortal Clan came from her father, and after hearing what the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan relayed, this desire was still very strong.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
The look of surprise in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and then she bowed again and said softly: "The wood has become a boat, let his heart be pure, day after day, year after year, I will finish my life and let him be his descendant."