Sansheng Sanshi Nai Huisheng

There is a library cave on Kunlun Xu, in which are placed the letters left by the Father God, most of which are ancient records, except for the disciples who clean up, few people enter.

Zheyan pushed open the bronze door with a quaint atmosphere, and was overwhelmed by the musty smell in the hole.As far as I can see, the entire book collection cave is covered with dust, and I can't see the original appearance clearly.

Zheyan disliked using spells to remove the dust in the cave, and lit the dark oil lamp, but it returned to its original state in a short while.

First, he casually flipped through several volumes of unimportant letters, and roughly debated the classification.There is a huge space in this book collection cave, and the slips in it are all written by the Father God himself, which are old and all-encompassing.Zheyan remembered that in the last hundreds of years, Father God kept himself locked in this book cave and wrote vigorously. He probably knew that he didn't have much time, so he wanted to write down all his knowledge for future generations to inquire.In the past, Zheyan didn't think it was necessary, but now he sighs that it is good to have the foresight of God the Father.

Zheyan searched for a long time and found no records about the Three-Life Stone. Could it be that Father God thinks that the Three-Life Stone has no recordable value?Or do you think that nothing will happen to the Sansheng Stone?Zheyan looked around in the library cave in confusion, and sure enough there was nothing missing.He sat in front of the desk where Father God wrote the minutes full of doubts. The things on the table were very simple, a box of inkstones, a row of pen holders, two writing brushes with jade rods hanging on the shelves, and a brush and inkstone next to it. , a pen rest, and a sticky ink brush on the pen rest. On the opposite table is an open roll of bamboo slips, but there are no words on the slips.

Zheyan took off the writing brush on the pen rest, and held it dignifiedly in her hand, recalling the appearance of Father God holding the brush and writing in a hurry.It's just that suddenly the brush in his hand drove his hand to start writing, Zheyan was stunned for a moment, his body seemed to be under control, and he couldn't help it.

Zheyan opened his eyes wide in horror, and his eyes moved with the tip of the pen.

The three-life stone, the heaven and the earth first opened, absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, condenses the pure energy to be born, has divine consciousness, and has the potential to destroy the sky and the earth; it is sealed by the mother goddess, received the three-life law, and the palm fairy god has three reincarnations.Marriage is fixed, and it cannot be changed unless it dies.

When the last stroke was made, Zheyan's hand loosened the brush and fell down uncontrollably and rolled on the desk until it fell to the ground. A large area was stained with ink, and even Zheyan's palm was stained.

Must die and cannot be changed?

Zheyan stared at the bamboo slips so intently that he didn't notice the lacquered figure of Mo Yuan at the entrance of the cave.After Donghua left, Mo Yuan asked his disciples before he learned that Zheyan had entered the library cave.

Zheyan was awakened by the wind that opened the door, he quickly rolled up the bamboo slips on the case, got up and hurried away under Mo Yuan's gaze.

The sound of Mo Yuan opening his mouth has not yet been heard, and the person has disappeared.Mo Yuan stared at the void for a long time unable to concentrate, Zheyan was too abnormal recently, as if something big was about to happen.

When Zheyan returned to the Ten Mile Peach Forest, Bai Zhen was carefully observing in front of the Sansheng Stone, his fair face was calm and breezy, his hands were folded on his chest, a weed was in his mouth, he was carefree and charming.

"Really." Bai Zhen was pleasantly surprised when he heard Zheyan's voice, and immediately spat out the weeds in his mouth.

"Zheyan, you're back."

Zheyan frowned. "Didn't I let you go back to Qingqiu?"

"Um, Qianqian came back, and seemed to be hurt again, so I went back to Taolin and told her to calm down."

Bai Qian regained her memory and knew that Ye Hua had gouged out her eyes, and she was heartbroken.As for Ye Hua, he just stood outside and begged for her forgiveness, but he didn't dare to force his way in.The two of them didn't know why they had to suffer so much.So Bai really thought about whether they could see from the Sansheng Stone whether they were destined for marriage.

"Zheyan, is this three-life stone trustworthy? I heard that the two gods who appeared on the three-life stone can't be separated no matter what. The girl Xiaojiu really made a mistake. I don't know how Qianqian and Yehua are?"

"Since you really want to love, you are naturally not afraid of destiny. Don't worry, Qianqian is blessed, better than Xiaojiuming."

Zheyan didn't know why he would say such a thing, he naturally believed in Qianqian's feelings for Ye Hua, and also believed in Ye Hua's sincerity for her.Just calm down for a few days, and when she figured it out, it will be fine.

Unfortunately, things are impermanent.Something happened to the Donghuang Bell in Ruoshuihe, Ye Hua hurried to the battlefield without waiting for Bai Qian's forgiveness.Qing Cang, who came out of the clock, had his long messy hair flying freely in the air, and his blood red eyes contained the sealed shame and madness. He raised his head and laughed wildly.

There is no grass and no trees beside the Ruoshui River, the land is scorched black, and even the sky is dark, so depressing that people can't breathe.

This is a place full of death, countless soldiers of the Celestial Clan died here, and the sound of cranes made by the flowing wind was like a mournful battle song, vigorous and vigorous, and became silent again when the gods returned.

At this moment, Qing Cang fought against the gods alone.His strength has been greatly improved compared to 7 years ago. The seal of the Eastern Emperor Bell did not wear down his will, but completely stimulated his demon nature.As the prince of the Celestial Clan, Ye Hua fought bloody battles for the Celestial Clan. His body and mind were exhausted, but he had a crush on Qing Cang.

When he first met Ye Hua, Qing Cang thought he had met Mo Yuan, and this was a narrow road for enemies.Qing Cang and Mo Yuan have as much enmity as he has with the Celestial Clan, and his biggest goal in this life is to kill the Celestial Clan and make Tiangong a plaything of his Daziming Palace.

Ye Hua had just lost tens of thousands of years of cultivation for Mo Yuan, so he was naturally no match for Qing Cang.The sound of the phoenix's cry came from the air, and a fiery red phoenix streaked across the dark sky, and the sparks were ethereal, as if they were unreal.

The phoenix fell to the ground and turned into a human form, its thin body wrapped in a red dress, like an inextinguishable fire burning.

"... Zheyan." If there is any god Qingcang reveres in the world, it is Zheyan, a proud fire phoenix.

Zheyan kept her hands empty, and she leisurely blocked Qing Cang and Ye Hua.

"Qingcang, long time no see."

Qing Cang put away his blood-drinking appearance, the corners of his mouth turned up. "It's been a long time, about 30 years."

Zheyan Shangshen, who refused to help 7 years ago, took the initiative to appear by the Ruoshui River today, and talked about old times with Qing Cang.

"After so many years, the obsession still persists."

"My ghost clan and the sky clan have been feuding for more than 10,000 years. This hatred has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and cannot be changed." To the west of Ruoshui River, a large group of ghost soldiers gathered early. There is a bloodthirsty heart hidden in their hearts, and they have practiced for thousands of years, just to set foot on the realm of the Celestial Clan.

"God Zheyan, I don't believe you have forgotten that the Celestial Clan killed my Ghost Clan Ghost Emperor 30 years ago, and he died right in front of you."

Zheyan closed his eyes in pain. "I haven't forgotten."

Zheyan's memory floated back to 30 years ago, that was a bloody day, the earth and sky seemed to be covered with blood, and there was nothing but blood.Zheyan has been plagued by nightmares for hundreds of thousands of years, and when she dreams back at midnight, she always finds her cheeks are cold.He hated sleeping and was afraid of sleeping.He always keeps himself in a sober state, making himself seem to be happy every day. He likes to meddle in other people's business but doesn't want to let himself be idle.That's why he said how lonely it would be without Bai Zhen to accompany him.

"God Zheyan." Ye Hua, who was covered in scars and numb from the pain, was protected by Zheyan. Although Ye Hua couldn't see his expression, he could see his trembling from the tightly clenched hands. After a while he relaxed again in relief.

"Yehua, I know you are determined to die, but Qianqian is still waiting for you. This matter has nothing to do with you in the end, you should step back first."

Ye Hua's throat moved slightly, and the expression on his face was subtle.He doesn't know what happened 30 years ago, and naturally he doesn't know the origin of Zheyan and Qingcang.But it is absolutely impossible for him to run away at this time.