I am a fairy

Chapter 200 We Must Have Our Own Sun

Yunzhong Palace Temple.

Linghua Jun retracted his magical powers, and the attendants opened the palace door. The emperor could not wait to pass through the layers of shamans and witches and came to the tablet of Yunzhong Jun.

Although I was just outside the door, I was still farther away from the ancestral tablet, and I always felt a little uneasy.

As soon as the emperor came in, he asked: "My...my third brother..."

Linghua Jun looked into the emperor's eyes and said, "If you die with your eyes open, your resentment will turn into a ghost."

This time, it was confirmed that it was not a hidden ghost, but a real ghost.

The emperor trembled, thinking again of his father who died at such an untimely time, and even more so of his own ending.

"Master, save me!"

"My third brother was a military commander when he was alive. He was extremely vicious and stubborn. It is said that after death, such people turn into fierce ghosts that are far more powerful than ordinary ghosts."

"If he comes to claim my life, how can I live safely?"

At this moment, Emperor Wen Changxing once again thought of the face of his third brother and his miserable death.

In addition, the cause of his death was because of him, and the ghost in his heart became even more terrifying.

There were two words written all over his face.

Dangerous!

Linghua Jun looked at the emperor and said.

"You reap what you sow."

The emperor wanted to explain himself, but he didn't dare to look Linghua Jun in the eye, so he could only sigh.

"The Imperial Master doesn't understand the affairs of the royal family!"

Then the emperor said again.

"The Imperial Master has great powers. Can't he just take my..."

After thinking for a while, he changed his words.

"Did you take the evil ghost?"

Linghua Jun: “No.”

The emperor asked, "Why?"

Lord Linghua: "The ghost transformed by the King of Huaicheng has no ability to harm people. Once its resentment dissipates, it will calm down."

The emperor asked hesitantly, "How can I get rid of the resentment of my third brother?"

Linghua Jun asked: "Regarding the royal affairs, how can the resentment of the King of Huaicheng be dispelled? I think Your Majesty understands it better!"

The emperor was so stunned by Linghua Jun's words that he lowered his head and dared not face the ancestral tablet.

Finally, Wen Changxing quietly left the Yunzhong Palace Temple with a guilty look on his face. He came and went in plain clothes with a simple entourage, as if he was afraid that people would know that he came to the Yunzhong Palace to seek protection from the gods because of the evil ghost of King Huaicheng.

In fact, the national teacher Ling Huajun could certainly capture the ghost transformed from the resentment of the King of Huaicheng after his death.

As long as we find the location of the corpse and take it out, everything will be fine.

However, it did not do so.

After the emperor returned, he still had nightmares while sleeping on the dragon bed in the palace. He heard the King of Huaicheng calling his name in hatred and cursing him to death in the icy cold river water.

This is true even if you take a nap during the day.

In order to quell the resentment of the King of Huaicheng, he invited monks and Taoists to perform rituals in the palace day and night. On the one hand, they wanted to offer sacrifices to the King of Huaicheng to calm his resentment, and on the other hand, they wanted to scare away the evil spirit of the King of Huaicheng so that it would not dare to approach the palace to murder him.

But it didn't work. Prince Huaicheng still appeared in his dream, frightening the emperor to the point of trembling.

And as the days go by.

With each passing day, the appearance of the King of Huaicheng in the dream became more and more terrifying and hateful.

His face became increasingly swollen and pale, with the flesh bursting and the white bones exposed.

Although the King of Huaicheng could not harm Wen Changxing's life, he just stared at him, shouting his name and cursing him.

But it also frightened him to death and made him dazed.

Rumors spread throughout the city.

Everyone said that the King of Huaicheng did not die in the fire at Linjiang Posthouse, but was killed by people sent by the emperor and his body was sunk in the river. The rumors were very detailed.

It is said that the entire family of the King of Huaicheng died unexpectedly, and the King himself had no place to be buried, and his body was exposed to the cold water of the river every day.

Therefore, out of resentment, he turned into a fierce ghost and came to seek revenge on the emperor.

But this time is different.

The difference between Emperor Wen Changxing and his father was that he reacted quickly and was prepared in advance, so the evil spirit of King Huaicheng failed to succeed.

But in an imperial city like this, there are ghosts, struggles for power, fratricide, and brothers fighting each other.

This kind of drama, which is filled with elements that countless people like to watch, naturally became a hot topic among the people.

But there were naturally some unexpected gains.

Both emperors encountered evil ghosts seeking revenge on their lives. Everyone said that the emperor of the Wen family had little virtue, but he also became a firm believer in matters of the underworld and the revenge of evil spirits.

Everyone was extremely fearful, worrying that they might be the next one to be killed, and every household began to worship the tablets of Yun Zhongjun and Gui Bo.

Some people even started to worship the tablets of Yin-Yang Taoist priests.

The evil deeds of King Huaicheng lasted for ten days or half a month before gradually dissipating.

at this time.

However, the state teacher Linghua Jun left the capital, stepped down from his royal carriage at the bank of the Donghua River, and summoned a dragon to cross the river downstream.

The last time she saw the light and shadow outline of the sacred tree Fusang at the burial place of King Huaicheng, she knew that there should be a place similar to a paradise nearby, and Yun Zhongjun should be there too.

She suddenly remembered that she hadn't really seen Yun Zhongjun for a long time.

This reminded her of the time when Yun Zhongjun descended from the sky on the sacred peak of Yunbi Mountain and gave her wine and food.

There, there is gurgling spring water that seems to flow from the underworld, there is dense mist all over the mountains and fields, there are peach blossoms in full bloom, and the bright moon falls into the spring pool.

The distance is not far and we can reach there in an hour.

But as he walked deeper into the place in his memory and looked into the distance, he did not see the shadow of the sacred tree.

"can not see?"

She put on the mask of a god, and then she saw the outline of the shadow of the sacred tree in the distance. The shadow of the tree seemed to rise from the earth and go straight into the sky. She then walked step by step towards the direction of the sacred tree.

Soon after, Linghua Jun saw more and more abnormal things that transcended the mundane world, things beyond yin and yang along the way.

She saw many bare peach trees here, but when she looked closely, they didn't look like peach trees.

That's a demon guest.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

It was the first time that Linghua Jun saw a demon. The demon tree was waving its vines, looking extremely scary.

What's even more terrifying is that there are flashes of lightning on the vines. If this fell on a person, it would be like being struck by lightning in an instant.

"What are you?"

Linghua Jun had seen Yongyou and knew that these monsters were actually living creatures, but their intelligence was low.

However, the monster's intelligence seemed to be much higher than Yongyou's.

If Yongyou's wisdom is like that of a worm, then Yaoke is at least equivalent to a fish or shrimp. As Linghua Jun asked questions, she heard a series of ambiguous whispers in her ears.

She doesn't have a fairy bone. If she could connect to the demon guest directly through the fairy bone, she might be able to understand what it means. It is some desires that come from the instincts of living things. Even the lower creatures have them, but they are completely driven by this instinct.

But she still knew his name: "So your name is Yao Ke."

From time to time, dark creatures would emerge from under his feet and entangle himself with the demon guest.

Huge monsters passed by with rumbling sounds, as if there was thunder roaring in their stomachs.

Finally, on the way into the valley.

Linghua Jun saw an ancient temple and finally slowed down his pace.

All around were various dry-looking trees and brown vines, on top of which stood densely packed crows, with their claws embedded in the branches and firmly inserted into the reserved holes on the branches.

"Drip drip drip!"

That is the light indicating that it is charging, and there is a prompt sound.

"Quack quack!"

In the desolate valley, a strange crow stood on a dead tree next to a strange temple, making a desolate cry.

A small ghost was sitting on top of one of the dead demon trees. There was an eye on the demon tree looking at her. There was also a strange colored glaze gem embedded under the tree, flashing strange images and lights. It was a screen.

"Drip drip drip!"

"Facial recognition in progress, body scan in progress, facial recognition code confirmation in progress..."

"Identification passed, identity: Divine Witch..."

If an ordinary person had great magical powers, he would be able to pass through the formation and barrier set up by the demon guest and Yongyou.

But if you pass by here and are discovered by the ghosts and eyes, you will probably die.

However, when Linghua Jun passed by here, the demon tree just looked at her, motionless.

Road across the valley.

The shadow of the sacred tree finally appeared before his eyes, half light and shadow, half reality.

The illusory light and shadow of the sacred tree filled the sky, but the reality was just a shell with only a bionic stump and a mechanical core. However, at the foot of the tree, densely packed sturdy structures were connected to it, and the exposed core was operating experimentally, and then there were mechanical arms assembling it.

At first glance.

Illusion and reality are intertwined, and machinery and classicism dance together.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjun was sitting cross-legged on the dense vines. Yun Zhongjun knew she was coming and looked at her gaze towards the sacred tree.

Tell her: "This is a hibiscus tree!"

And Yun Zhongjun was planting this tree, or we could say it was completing it.

Linghua Jun finally knew the name of this sacred tree. Of course, she had heard of the fame of Fusang, an ancient sacred tree from which the sun rises.

Everything here looks desolate, but Linghua Jun discovered that thousands of monsters, gods, ghosts, and dragons are rushing towards this side. It won’t be long before earth-shaking changes occur here.

But she still didn't know what this place was used for and why Yun Zhongjun came to the human world.

Plant this hibiscus tree by the sea.

Yun Zhongjun knew what she was thinking: "I once said that the sun would rise here."

Ling Hua Jun couldn't understand: "But, there is already a sun in the sky."

Yun Zhongjun said: "The sun in the sky is in the sky, but we ourselves also need our own sun. Although it cannot be compared with the one in the sky, it can also provide us with almost endless light and heat."

Ling Huajun was extremely shocked: "God's Sun?"

Just as Yun Zhongjun said to Lingzi, he really wanted to raise a sun here.

But she didn’t quite understand, is this really something Yun Zhongjun can do?

Use magic power to shape the blazing sun.

What kind of magical power is this?
At this time, looking at the Fusang sacred tree that has not yet been planted, I suddenly feel different.

Unlike her soul traveling, Linghua Jun was now in mortal body. She walked for a long time before she reached the sacred tree, and finally saw Yunzhong Jun's real body again.

She took off her divine appearance and wanted to look at the other person with her mortal eyes.

Get rid of the magical power of seeing the truth brought by the divine eyes.

Just like in the old days, just use your eyes to see.

However, Yun Zhongjun seemed a little different from the last time I saw him.

In the past, although Yun Zhongjun possessed an appearance beyond that of ordinary mortals, he at least looked very much like a human, like an ancient god walking in the wilderness.

But at this time, I always feel that I am a little further away from people.

Because of the magical power of eating wind and drinking dew, he absorbs all the nutrients he needs in proportion according to the procedure. His skin and body are in perfect condition, giving people a crystal clear feeling. Even the celestial bone in his body can be faintly seen, making people feel that there is light flowing in his body.

The mark left on the sacrum, the so-called "network plug connector," also heightened this feeling.

And then met Yun Zhongjun's eyes again.

Faintly, Linghua Jun had a feeling that he was looking at the world. Countless lights and shadows flowed and changed in his eyes, and huge amounts of information were being processed in them.

Seeing her coming, Yun Zhongjun finally stood up from the dense, thick and overlapping roots and vines.

He reached behind his head and pulled out a cable that was connected to his body.

The synchronization state with the "Fusang Sacred Tree" and the "array barrier" ended, and in Linghua Jun's eyes, the elusive inhuman feeling and faint luster in his eyes also disappeared into thin air.

Ling Huajun looked up from under the towering vines: "Lord God?"

Yun Zhongjun looked down from above: "Why, you can't recognize it?"

Ling Huajun said hurriedly: "Of course I recognize him, but..."

Yun Zhongjun walked down from the height: "It's just a little different, isn't it!"

Yun Zhongjun walked out from the phantom of the towering sacred tree, and walked down the thick roots and vines that were piled up like a hill and were filled with all kinds of magical powers, speaking as he walked.

"I have slept for too long. This body is very old. Older than you can imagine."

"I lost a lot, so I had to make some changes."

When Yun Zhongjun said this, he meant the implantation of the celestial bone.

But when Ling Huajun heard it, she suddenly remembered some things.

"When Yun Zhongjun woke up, he was unable to control the rebellious dragons from the Yangtze River, the five lakes and the four seas."

"He is trying to regain the magical powers that he lost in the ancient wilderness bit by bit. Perhaps something happened during those mythical years."

Although in her eyes, Yun Zhongjun's magical powers are already strong enough.

It was so powerful that she felt it was beyond the magical powers that Yun Zhongjun in the myth should have.

but.

It seemed that from Yun Zhongjun's mouth, all this had just begun.

Yun Zhongjun took her through the sacred tree.

Penetrating through the layers of illusory phantoms, the scene on the hillside in the shadow behind the sacred tree Fusang also appeared.

Linghua Jun: "This?"

What comes into view is a building full of ancient charm.

just.

Although this building looks ancient, it has nothing to do with ancient times, because it is not something that could be built by people of this era.

It is so huge that the foundation alone gives people the feeling of an imperial city.

Looking left and right, you can't see the end. You need to walk up the long stone steps along the high slope to reach the cornerstone of this building.

The high red walls continue to spread upwards, each layer has flying eaves and green tiles, each layer has railings and corridors, and there are square and long hollow carved doors and windows densely stacked up layer by layer.

And it's not just big, it's way too tall.

Because just the completed parts, not counting the stone foundation below, already have more than a dozen floors, but it seems that only one or two floors have been actually completed.

And this is far from the end, it’s just the beginning.

Each floor is filled with a large number of ancient architectural structures and is divided into many areas.

It is an area with towering gate towers, main halls and Mingtang, just like an imperial palace.

There is an area with quiet and elegant houses connected together, and pavilions, towers and buildings built in every corner.

There is an open space like a market.

There are pavilions that are used to store books and antiques.

Even inside the building, there are gardens with small bridges, flowing water and trees.

Between the gaps, there is the wooden elevator that had been repeatedly criticized by Yun Zhongjun.

It itself looks like a house.

However, inside, there are countless buildings.

It can even be said that an entire city is contained in one house.

Linghua Jun had never thought about how to put so many buildings together. It even gave people a feeling of the legendary magical power of putting Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed.

However, Yun Zhongjun did not take her into the house-like city.

Instead, he took her all the way forward and drove to an open platform.

On the plateau there were several strange-looking evil beasts, with features of dragons but with wings.

"My Lord, what is that?"

In fact, Linghua Jun had already guessed what it was, but she herself was not sure.

Yun Zhongjun told her the name of the "strange beast".

"Chao Feng!"

Linghua Jun knew Chaofeng, one of the nine sons of the dragon. It was said that he was the son of a real dragon and a phoenix or some kind of divine bird.

Ling Huajun saw the wings of the mythical beast and asked: "Can it fly?"

The presence of wings definitely proved that it could fly, but this mythical beast was too huge. She could hardly imagine how such a behemoth could soar across the sky.

Yun Zhongjun nodded and asked her.

"Since you are here, I will invite you to join me!"

Linghua Jun understood something and asked with some anticipation.

"What does the Divine Lord want Lingzi to do?"

Yun Zhongjun walked towards Chao Feng and spoke to her.

"Do you want to enter the abyss in your physical body and take a look at the clouds in the sky?"
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A group of celestial workers came from afar and were sent into the valley by river dragons and mountain dragons.

They gathered and stood by as usual, waiting to travel to the distance.

Just this time.

They looked up at the mythical beast Chaofeng, each of them confused.

This thing doesn't look like a Ba Xia. It can't possibly swim in the water and sweep up the waves.

It is not like Bi'an and Suanni, which run on the ground and can spit out fireworks.

It has a pair of wings and it looks like it can summon the wind.

"Is this, to let it take us to the sky?"

"No way, are we going to build a palace in the sky this time?"

"That's really heavenly."

However, it was not quite what they imagined.

This group of natural workers will travel to the remote western desert and stay there for a long time.

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At the same time, an unknown game started to attract new users crazily by using the name of “Dark Land”.

Qi Sheng: I have the download link of the cracked version of "Dark Place" here, it's free and authentic!
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