There is no story between the big bird and the little bird
The former owner of Dongji was an emperor who was responsible for immortality in the immortal world, rescuing suffering in the human world, and saving death in the underworld.
Legend has it that this emperor lived in the Miaoyan Palace in the Changle World of the East. Under the Miaoyan Palace was the endless Nine Nether Abyss, where the hostility was overwhelming. Ordinary gods could not rise above the clouds or fog. Only the Nine Netherworlds in the Qibao Fangqian Forest nearby
One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine jade steps lead to Miaoyan Palace.
The jade trees stand tall in the forest, and the ice hangs into a forest.
The little bird stood on the shoulder of Hejia: "Beautiful fairy brother, this is the Qibao Fangqian Forest. After passing here, you can climb the jade steps to enter the Miaoyan Palace. Under the Miaoyan Palace is the Nine Nether Hell, where the immortal energy and ghost energy are
The impact is too great, and I am not cultivated enough to get close there, so I can only send you here."
"Thank you, little fairy, for your help."
The little bird flew off Heja's shoulder, Heja thanked it, and the little bird rubbed Heja's cheek and flew away.
Mengchang smiled and looked at the direction in which the little fat bird flew away: "If you can't bear to be with me, little god, just stay here. Now that you know the way, I can go alone, okay?"
With the good character of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, Hejia ignored Mengchangjun's words and made a humble and polite gesture of invitation: "Didn't Lord Yao say that Lord Huo's injury cannot be delayed? Please."
Meng Chang pinched his beard as he walked and thought, Chongli's injury is serious? No! When did I say such a thing!?
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Zhuohua is sitting on the cloud platform at the top of Miaoyan Palace. She looks so delicate after taking off the curtain. The corners of her eyes are like phoenix eyebrows, and there is a light purple mark on her forehead, like a snake. She
Looking down at the palace, there are all white clouds, and in the deepest part of the clouds is the blood light rising in the middle of the endless darkness.
The immortals outside all talk about the endless happiness, so they think that this endless world of eternal happiness is a happy place. However, they don’t know that extreme happiness brings sorrow, the world of Changle is just an illusion, and Miaoyan Palace is just a palace used to suppress the Nine Nether Hells.
And the master of Dongji is just a fool who takes the safety of the world as his own responsibility.
Zhuohua's body leaned forward slightly and fell into the layers of clouds. Her clothes were flying and the shape of her long hair was like an ink painting. She closed her eyes and did not look at this.
White clouds that are not stained by dust, all that is left in the world is the sound of the wind and the feeling of falling in the sky. A sudden long cry pierced the sky, and a vermilion shadow crossed the clouds and caught the falling scorching flowers.
Zhuohua stood up and looked at the big bird that caught him. The bird's body was red, its wings were like a kunpeng, its tail was like a peacock, and its head was like a phoenix. The big bird turned its head and looked at the person on its back, and landed on the third
On the nine thousand heavy jade steps, there was already a person waiting there.
The moment it landed, the big bird transformed into a human form, and Zhuo Hua flew to stand next to him. The man was dressed in green clothes, eight feet tall, with a face as white as jade, and anger hidden between his brows: "Under the Miaoyan Palace is the Nine Nether Hell, you accept it.
If the spell falls like this, you will die?!"
The gentle god never gets angry easily. He is the god in charge of the fate of mortals. He is used to seeing sadness and writing about separation. It seems that nothing can make him feel gain or loss, only her...
Gods in ancient times were born very strangely. There were snakes, dragons, birds, trees, flowers, plants, and stones. I don’t know whether it was because their shapes were not very good-looking or for some other reason. Gods would not reveal their true forms easily. Originally, the gods would not reveal their true form easily.
The heavy jade step requires a lot of spiritual power. The two forces of gods and ghosts collide with each other, making it even more difficult. It is very difficult for ordinary immortals to even get close. Although Hejia's cultivation is not weak, he can withstand such pressure and rush to the Nine Nether Hell.
Naturally, the top of the head could no longer maintain its original shape.
He knew that Zhuohua didn't fall because she accidentally stepped into the air. Otherwise, why wouldn't she fly back after she fell? Of course he also knew that Zhuohua wouldn't die if she fell, but she had been like this for thousands of years.
He was very angry. This time he was just looking for a sign to explode.
Zhuohua seemed not to feel Hejia's anger. He smiled and pinched his face: "Southern Wilderness is not far, I will go with you."