Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

The glass lamp was frosty under the moonlight. Beili's fingertips, condensed with medicinal dew, brushed across Xiao Bei's shoulder blade. The wound torn by Ying Mei was still oozing blood beads intertwined with green and gold.

The fairy music of the celebration in the courtyard could be faintly heard, but the tassel hanging from the end of her hairpin suddenly stopped in mid-air - the fairy dew in the medicine bowl, reflecting the moonlight, was causing tiny ripples.

"Remaining demonic energy?" Xiao Bei held her trembling wrist. The Guixu Formation Eye that was praised by everyone at the celebration was now flashing in his mind.

Countless selves were reflected in the bronze dust, and each of them missed a crack when the formation was reorganized.

Beili applied the crushed star sand to his wound and suddenly laughed out loud:

"My Lord Immortal, what you should be thinking about right now is whether to use Yaochi Dew or Yuehua Juice for the wedding wine."

The golden blood on her wrist seeped into the gauze, and the marriage pattern flowed like a galaxy under the touching skin of the two.

The copper bell on the eaves was suddenly startled by the night wind, and Xiao Bei clearly saw that when she lowered her eyes, what was condensed on her eyelashes was not the night dew.

He reached out to catch the falling sycamore leaf, but what was floating between the leaf veins was not the spirit of wood.

The bronze fragments that Elder Xuanfeng picked up during the day turned over in his memory. The patterns of fairy cloud patterns and demonic energy entangled together looked very much like the opening moves of the Fallen Immortal Rebellion three hundred years ago.

"Master!" Elder Xuanfeng's voice, wrapped in the sound transmission technique, broke the silence in the courtyard.

The sycamore leaf in Xiao Bei's palm suddenly ignited with a faint blue flame, and the image emerging from the leaf ash caused Beili's medicine pestle to fall to the ground - the residual soul of the shadow that should have dissipated was attached to the brow of a certain immortal, and the hem of that person's clothes was clearly embroidered with the unique seven-star pattern that Lingxuzi used when repairing the array eye.

Xiao Bei grabbed Bei Li with such force that it hurt her waist, but the marriage mark on her neck burst into a dazzling light at this moment.

Bei Li suddenly pressed his chest, the blood and essence flowing back into his body boiling in his meridians: "When the star sand entered my body just now... I seemed to see the altar of the Creation Realm..."

The ninth heaven's bell for the night watch rang at this moment, and Xiao Bei's outer robe suddenly moved without wind.

The moment the strange divine pattern on the dragon scales on the side of his neck lit up, a subtle tremor came from the northwest sky region that only the Divine King Realm could feel - as if some behemoth had turned over in the depths of Guixu.

"The range of the abnormal tide of immortal power has expanded." When Lingxuzi came on the moon, the twenty-eight constellations in the compass in his hand all pointed to the evil position.

His blood-stained sleeve brushed across the stone table, and the unfinished cold tea in the cup suddenly froze into ice. Hidden within the ice pattern was the same cloud pattern as on the bronze fragment.

Bei Li suddenly clutched Xiao Bei's sleeves, leaving burn marks on the marriage contract tattoo on her palm: "Don't go." She said the two words lightly and quickly, as if she was afraid that the night wind would blow away and she would never be able to muster up the courage again.

The golden blood from her wrist dripped onto the stone table and turned into a tiny star map pointing in the direction of the crack in the center of the formation.

Xiao Bei stroked the slightly messy hairpin in her hair and held the strand of hair that was scented with medicine.

Three hundred years ago, when he cut out half of the God King's heart to save her, he also smelled the scent of orchid mixed with blood.

The aura seeping out of the crack now is actually the same as the Fallen Immortal Technique that was used to plot against Bei Li back then.

"My lord, three spiritual veins in the Western Sky Realm have suddenly dried up." Elder Xuanfeng's whisk was entangled with a wisp of demonic energy, and his white hair was stained with gold powder from the celebratory flowers.

The dry leaves he presented made Xiao Bei's pupils shrink suddenly - what remained at the broken veins of the leaves was clearly the blood that had been licked clean during the day.

Bei Li suddenly bit her fingertip and touched Xiao Bei's brow. The mark of the divine marriage blood contract was as bright as a red star: "I swear by the blood of the immortals, if you take risks alone again..." Xiao Bei held the oath between his lips and teeth, but what he tasted was the fishy sweetness of the two people's wounds blending together.

The wind chimes under the eaves jingled, and Lingxuzi's compass suddenly cracked.

When the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, Xiao Bei let go of Bei Li's trembling shoulders.

The evil-repelling jade on her waist belt suddenly began to show bloodstains, which was exactly the same as the strange mist seeping out of the cracks in the array's center.

A dull thunder rumbled from the northwest sky. The sound did not sound like a heavenly calamity, but rather like the wailing before the collapse of a divine realm.

"Call..." Xiao Bei stroked the old sword mark on the back of Bei Li's neck. The wound that blocked the fatal blow for him that year was now hot.

He looked at the Guixu realm, dyed blood-red by the morning glow. The divine pattern on the dragon scales on his palm suddenly spread to his entire arm. "Go ask Elder Xuanfeng to bring me the names of all the immortals who have touched the center of the formation today."

Bei Li buried her face in his clothes that were stained with the scent of medicine, and did not see the golden light that flashed in Xiao Bei's eyes when he stared at the dead leaves.

The wisp of blood that was licked was surging deep in his spiritual platform, gradually condensing into half a face wearing a bronze mask - at the center of the mask's forehead, the cloud pattern of the fairy world was perfectly blending with the magic pattern.

The sound of Xiao Bei's knuckles tapping on the paulownia wood table startled the bluebird on the eaves, and the list presented by Elder Xuanfeng showed fine golden patterns in the morning light.

Lingxuzi dipped his fingertips in cinnabar and moved them across the star map. Suddenly, he stopped and said, "My lord, please look at this—" On the formation map made of compass fragments, the three dried-up spirit veins and the cracks on the bronze fragments last night actually formed an inverted seven-star formation.

Bei Li's hand holding the medicine cup trembled, and the medicine created nine ripples on the edge of the jade bowl.

The new hairpin in her hair was adorned with twenty-eight soul-fixing beads, which were now resonating with the dragon scales on Xiao Bei's neck and shining brightly.

The immortals who were detained by Elder Xuanfeng knelt at the foot of the cloud steps, and the seven-star patterns on their clothes faded into light blue in the sunlight.

"It's not an infection of demonic energy." Lingxuzi suddenly broke the cinnabar pen in his hand, and the ink splashed on the star map and turned into a swimming dragon.

Golden light suddenly surged in Xiao Bei's pupils, and he saw that the faded array pattern was slowly reorganizing under the infiltration of fairy dew, and a subtle sound like spring buds breaking through the ground came from the depths of the dried-up spiritual veins.

Bei Li suddenly pressed her chest, and the marriage mark climbed up along her wrist to Xiao Bei's palm: "It's the Nirvana mark!

Three hundred years ago, during the great war between immortals and demons, I saw this kind of array reversal in the fragments of the Ancestral God's scroll. "Golden blood dripped from her fingertips onto the faded array pattern, and the once withered cloud pattern suddenly blossomed with an emerald-colored aura."

Elder Xuanfeng swept his whisk across the cloud steps, and suddenly a clear air rose from the hem of the kneeling immortal's clothes.

The shattered compass in Lingxuzi's hand pieced itself together, and the directions of the twenty-eight constellations coincided perfectly with the veins of the immortal realm. "My Lord, this is not a conspiracy."

The usually taciturn formation master's voice trembled.

"It's the Immortal Realm absorbing the demonic energy to repair itself."

Xiao Bei's hand around Bei Li suddenly tightened, and the evil-repelling jade on her waist shattered.

Amidst the flying jade chips, half of the Creation Star Map appeared, perfectly connecting with the strange fog at the crack in the array's center last night.

The tremor in the northwest sky now became as long as a breath, and golden lotus shadows began to bloom one after another above the dried-up spiritual vein.

"Prepare for the Ten Thousand Immortals Ceremony immediately." The dragon pattern on Xiao Bei's gilded robe suddenly came alive.

"Three days from now, at the hour of noon, a celebration will be held at the center of the Guixu formation, celebrating both heaven and earth."

The Star Sand Bracelet on Beili's wrist made a clear sound, and the faded Seven Stars Patterns now all transformed into auspicious birds holding golden ears of wheat, flying towards the Thirty-Six Cave Heavens.

***

On the day of the celebration, the flower ornaments on Beili's forehead were painted with the blood and sweat of the God King Xiao Bei.

As her trailing phoenix-tail skirt swept across the cloud-like steps, the towering tree that had been withered for three hundred years suddenly sprouted new buds.

Nine thousand cranes carried a wedding curtain woven with moonlight and flew over the Guixu Realm. Wherever they passed, the remaining traces of demonic energy turned into seven-colored rainbow bridges.

“Look!

The Hunyuan Mirror is reuniting! "Some immortal exclaimed.

I saw that the treasure that had been shattered in the sky for three hundred years was being restored by the golden lotus. What was reflected in the mirror was no longer the bloody storm, but the fairy mountain and pavilion with thousands of auspicious auras.

A smile finally broke out on Xiao Bei's face under his crown. He lightly tapped his fingertips, and the Creation Bell that had been silent for ten thousand years in the depths of Guixu suddenly rang out.

Bei Li suddenly grabbed Xiao Bei's sleeves, and all the soul-fixing beads in her hair hairpins flew towards the Hunyuan Mirror.

In the ripples on the mirror, the image of himself who blocked the sword for Xiao Bei three hundred years ago overlapped with his current figure in gorgeous attire.

The blood covenant pattern on Xiao Bei's palm lit up, imprinting the marriage vows of two periods of time and space into the laws of heaven and earth at the same time.

"The auspicious time has arrived—" Elder Xuanfeng's white beard was wrapped with fireworks, and he waved his whisk, sending out thousands of rays of light.

The life-saving magic weapons sacrificed by the immortals intertwined in the air to form a river of stars, and the Guixu formation center repaired by Lingxuzi suddenly burst out with a colorful beam of light.

Beili was shocked to find that the broken evil-repelling jade at her waist was being reshaped by the light column, and the blood in the jade turned into a phoenix with spread wings and sank into her forehead.

The dragon on Xiao Beigun's robe roared and soared into the sky, and the dragon's roar shattered the last trace of evil spirit.

The phoenix pattern on Beili's skirt suddenly came to life, chasing the golden dragon in the air and turning into a Tai Chi diagram.

Amid the exclamations of the immortals, the withered basil suddenly blossomed into a sea of ​​flowers, and each petal reflected the magnificent scenery of the immortal world in different time and space.

"This is not a celebration..." Bei Li looked at the incomplete scroll of the ancestral god that was automatically completed in her palm, and tears fell on the back of Xiao Bei's hand, leaving a mark of a twin lotus.

“It’s the rebirth of the immortal world.”

Before she finished her words, the Divine King Seal on Xiao Beimei's heart suddenly reflected the entire star field, and those small worlds that had been destroyed by the fallen immortals were reshaping the mountains and rivers in the light.

Elder Xuanfeng's whisk was covered with Udumbara flowers at some point, and Lingxuzi's broken compass was reunited into a celestial sphere.

When Xiao Bei and Bei Li stepped onto the altar reshaped by the Hunyuan Mirror, all the immortals' natal magic weapons suddenly played immortal music on their own.

The soul-fixing beads that fell from Beili's hairpin turned into stars and flew into the sky, forming a star map of creation in the sky above Guixu.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Bei wiped away the tears from Bei Li's eyes, and the pressure of the God King turned into a spring breeze that blew across every corner of the fairy world.

He pointed the golden light at the Hunyuan Mirror with his fingertips, and the future fairyland reflected in the mirror made all the fairies hold their breath - the Tongtian Wood penetrated the thirty-three heavens, and the two energies of immortals and demons merged into spiritual rain in the realm of Guixu. Even the place where the fallen immortal fell was full of Du'e flowers.

When the celebration was at its most intense, Xiao Bei embraced Bei Li and flew to the center of the Tai Chi diagram.

The shadows of the golden dragon and phoenix locked rapport behind them, and the marriage pattern spread along their clasped fingers into a pillar of light connecting heaven and earth.

Bei Li suddenly bit her fingertip and tapped Xiao Bei's brow:

"In the name of my immortal descendants..."

Before she finished her vows, the spiritual energy of the entire fairyland suddenly surged into her meridians, completing her unfulfilled marriage vows and turning them into the laws of heaven and earth.

When the moonlight first rose, Xiao Bei took off his crown and only wore a plain white middle garment as he and Bei Li strolled under the reborn towering tree.

He rubbed the newly formed phoenix pattern on Beili's wrist with his fingertips:

"The future reflected in the Hunyuan Mirror today..."

"It's a promise." Beili interrupted him and buried her face in his ambergris-stained collar.

The cloud path they walked through automatically gave birth to twin lotus flowers, each of which reflected a different time and space - there was the scene of Xiao Bei picking stars to heal her wounds when he was young, the silhouettes of them fighting back to back during the battle between gods and demons, and the moment when they smiled at each other when thousands of immortals paid homage to them today.

Xiao Bei suddenly pressed Bei Li against the newly grown growth rings of the Tongtian wood. The moonlight leaking through the branches suddenly condensed into the wedding wine from three hundred years ago.

Beili smiled and drank the half cup he brought her. The corners of her eyes, dyed red by drunkenness, startled the time butterfly that lived in the annual rings.

The fairies flying between the petals giggled and dispersed into star mist, infusing reunion and rebirth into the veins of the towering tree.

The creation bell in the depths of Guixu rang three more times, this time it was the first cry of the newborn fairyland.