Murong Qingge has always been a woman who was very afraid of death, but she did not expect that death would not be as painful as she imagined.
The dagger was completely immersed in the heart and did not cause the woman's death.
On the contrary, it seemed that a certain mechanism had been touched, causing streams of colorful light to suddenly burst out from the woman's heart!
"this..."
Murong Qingge looked at her dazzling body in confusion, especially her heart, which was like a burning little sun, emitting colorful rays of light.
The dagger inserted into his heart suddenly shattered, and a feeling of smoothness and warmth spread throughout his body.
The woman's altar is clear, her feet gradually lift off the ground, like a rising sun floating in the sky.
In the process of rising, the colorful rays of light shine brightly, rushing in all directions like rainbows across the world, spanning thousands of miles, lighting up the endless night.
The woman's eyes became deep, and the light of wisdom began to flicker faintly in the center of her forehead, exuding a wise, profound, ancient and unpredictable aura.
The next moment, a massive amount of memories suddenly flooded into my mind, and they were instantly accommodated and understood by the light of wisdom.
"The Exquisite God's Heart with Seven Apertures...can all seven orifices be connected like this?"
Wang Junyi's face was filled with disbelief and shock.
"How can this be?!!"
On the Ziwei Ancestral Peak, the young man stared at the brilliant vision that stretched thousands of miles away, and focused on the mark of the Lotus of Wisdom that was slowly forming on the woman's forehead, with a very calm expression.
Murong Qingge was a blessing in disguise.
Without what happened this time, she would never have imagined that it would be so easy to open up her mind and body.
If it is not broken, it cannot be established; if it is broken, it will be established.
It's a very simple truth, but not everyone can think of it. Even if they think of it, few people have the courage to try it, which will destroy their foundation.
Liu Huai's handsome and majestic face showed an undisguised sarcasm.
Unless the owner of the divine heart can see through this truth and open up the seven orifices of the divine heart on his own. If he has to use external force to force the opening, it cannot be done without the help of divine blood or above.
He can do it, Zixuan can do it, and Zu Canglan can do it too.
And the mere king of blood wants to do something so heaven-defying and shocking to the world?
Ah...
It's really arrogant and ignorant, and I don't know what to say.
As one of the five innate divine organs, the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart is invincible except for divine blood, divine body, divine veins, and divine pupils!
The young man stared with interest at the increasingly mysterious and mysterious holy woman high in the sky.
All seven orifices are open and all laws are accessible. Now Murong Qingge has completely awakened and stepped into the small scorching sun at the top of the wild world.
Where should she go at this time?
Liu Huai suddenly thought of the woman with seven orifices and exquisite divine heart in the ancient times. Is there some connection between the two?
Thinking of that woman's final outcome, this imperial young man who had always been indifferent and cold-hearted was slightly stunned, and remained calm for a long time.
In the sky, the bright phenomena that stretched across thousands of miles converged in an instant, leaving only the dim night sky and the pouring rain.
The woman slowly fell into the humid mountain forest, wearing a white dress that was pure and unstained. Her eyes were deep and wise, and there seemed to be thousands of dharma intertwined in the depths of her eyes, which were wonderfully and profoundly intertwined. The lotus of wisdom in the center of her forehead shone brightly, exuding a scorching light.
Divine light.
The woman lowered her head and stared at the rain falling on the mountain, seemingly lost in thought.
After a long time, she raised her beautiful face, took one step forward, and naturally, she shrank to the top of the mountain.
"Err!"
Under the dome, above the dark clouds, nine statues of the sun, moon, and rainbow horses neighed, and the red and blue divine power of the sun and moon spilled out, resisting the woman's last step to the top of the mountain.
Murong Qingge is floating high in the sky. One step ahead can reach the cliff at the top of the mountain, just a stone's throw away.
The woman knows that if he doesn't let her go, this very short step will be a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.
Looking at the majestic young emperor standing in front of him, he pursed his red lips and said softly: "You owe me."
The young man's eyebrows suddenly furrowed and he stared at her, the divine fire gradually igniting in his black-gold pupils.
Aloof and inviolable.
There was an imperceptible sadness on the woman's noble and holy face, which seemed to be reminded again: "previous life."
Liu Huai instantly understood that his initial guess was not wrong. As one of the five innate divine organs, the Qiqiao Exquisite Divine Heart was the only creature in the wild world that could possess it, just like his Supreme Imperial Vein.
In the past at the Dragon Court of the Great Han Dynasty, when Liu Huai, who had fully awakened his memory, saw Murong Qingge who had come to seek refuge again, he already had some vague speculations in his heart that something like the Demon Emperor of Six Desires could be reincarnated again.
Not to mention her.
Therefore, Liu Huai finally kept her.
Seeing that the boy was silent for a long time, the woman said again reluctantly: "I will still be your maid."
As if she was afraid that the young man would disagree, this strange woman who had astonished even the Supreme Emperor of Heaven in the ancient times, acted like a spoiled child and emphasized again: "You owed me in your previous life."
"In your last life, you were an innate being without emotions and desires. I don't blame you."
"In this life, you have to pay your debts."
A faint smile and reminiscence appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, her eyebrows were gentle and firm, and exuded an unspeakable coldness, "I don't ask for anything else, I just want to return to my old profession and be your maid, regardless of my previous life."
It’s still this life.”
The young man noticed the coldness, and in a trance, he seemed to see again the most beautiful servant of the Emperor of Heaven who was considerate, gentle, ruthless and scheming the world, making all creatures in the nine realms famous.
However, she ended up miserable.
The young man sighed inwardly, she was right, Gu Zeng owed her.
However, the emperor's heart was as deep as abyss. Even though there was a hint of guilt in his heart, the young man's expression was still majestic and calm. The divine fire slowly extinguished from the king's pupils. He raised his fingers with clear joints and pointed at the man in the city below the mountain who had been looking here, but was blocked by the power of the sun and the moon.
The King of Humans whose vision is so blurred that he cannot see anything.
He said indifferently: "Kill him."
I don't know whether this sentence was a small test or an acknowledgment of the previous words from the woman's mouth, which made Murong Qingge's beautiful face shine with a bright and alluring smile.
The moment she turned around, the lotus mark on her forehead was bright. When she no longer faced Liu Huai, all her joyful emotions subsided and she looked at the clown in Ziwei Tiancheng.