[Journey to the West] The Great Sage Raising Children Doesn't Prevent Old Age

When he came back to his senses again, Lu Jubai already realized that he was floating in mid-air, and the place under his feet was no longer the cold and strange Three Rivers Abyss, but the Immortal Palace of Immortal Qingyan, although it was not when he first entered the Heavenly Court. Lu Jubai could vaguely recognize her appearance.

"Qingyan! Are you really going to use my heart to save the princess of the underworld?" At this moment, the immature young man had an unbelievable expression on his face, curled up in the corner of the wall and trembled slightly.

Lu Jubai looked at the man opposite the boy in a blink of an eye. It was still the familiar face, but the white clothes turned into black. The biggest difference was that the indifference on his face also showed a hint of rebelliousness, which made Lu Jubai a little uncomfortable. I know the master in front of me.

what's the situation? ?Seeing that half of Qingyan's palm had penetrated the boy's chest, Lu Jubai felt a piercing pain in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to stand in front of the boy, but he could only helplessly. Seeing that Qingyan's hand passed through him without any hindrance, he pulled out half of the heart from the boy's chest.

After the piercing pain gradually disappeared, Lu Jubai turned around and looked at the dying young man, with a faint blood stain on his chest, and his complexion was pale.

"This half of the soul, I will make it up for you." Qing Yan put the half of the soul into the jade bottle, and stretched out his hand to hug the boy on the ground.

The boy rolled over, gasped and left the narrow corner, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked up and laughed a few times as if he had suddenly figured something out: "Hahaha... Originally, I couldn't figure it out , why did you accept me as a disciple, why did you treat me so well, and helped me become the god in charge of time in the heavenly court, and was worshiped by everyone in the world, but now, I understand..."

What do you understand? ? ?Lu Jubai looked blank, just looking at the blood splattered on the chest of the young man in front of him, he felt a panic in his heart, and his hands and feet gradually became cold.

"Could it be that you lost this half of your soul, and you lost your sanity as well?" Qing Yan's face turned cold when he saw that people were not willing to let him be carried back to the palace for cultivation.

"From now on, you will treat me as dead, and the half heart will be regarded as repaying the master-student relationship between you and me, and we will not owe each other from now on."

The boy trembled and struggled to get up from the ground. Lu Jubai subconsciously wanted to go forward to help him, but he could only watch his hand pass through the boy's arm, as if piercing through the air. There is no sense of touch.

wtf? ?Lu Jubai was in a daze for a while, before realizing that the two of them couldn't see him. They were originally in the Three Rivers Abyss of the Underworld, but after looking at the skeleton, they came to this ghost place...

"It turns out that the master has another apprentice besides me, so he must be my senior brother." Lu Jubai said to himself looking at a blood stain drawn from the white jade brick.

"He? He's not your senior brother." A mechanically cold voice sounded from Lu Jubai's ears, and then the fairy palace began to collapse on a large scale, and Qingyan's face gradually became blurred. Lu Jubai rubbed his hands Rubbing his eyes, he looked around.

"Who's talking?"

"Thousands of years have passed, and you still have such a short memory, that you have worshiped that person as your teacher again." The voice did not answer Lu Jubai's question, and there was reproach and desolation in his tone.

After the picture collapsed, countless grids were put together in a blink of an eye, and gradually turned into another scene.

That was a place that Lu Jubai was still somewhat familiar with, Tianting.

"Mian Yin, are you guilty?" The Jade Emperor was just like the one Lu Jubai had seen before, with a solemn expression and sharp eyes.

The wound on the boy's chest seems to have healed, but his face is still as pale as he saw just now: "Xiaoxian doesn't know what crime I have committed?"

Lu Jubai wandered anxiously beside the boy, like a lonely soul with nowhere to turn.

"You were originally a mortal flesh and bone, and I gave you the title of fairy because of your excellent talent, but you really..." The Jade Emperor hesitated to speak, looking at the young man whose body was already in the wind. , Some couldn't bear it and said: "Who knows that you actually colluded with the devil world."

Mian Yin was also stunned by the Emperor's remarks, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "How could it be??! Xiaoxian has never met anyone from the Demon Realm, so why talk about collusion? "

"If you hadn't colluded with the treachery of the demon world, how could the demon ancestor use your soul to freeze the time in my heaven, and lost three thousand elite soldiers and five immortal generals in an instant?" the Jade Emperor heard With Mianyin's sophistry, the pity in his eyes disappeared completely, and he said in a cold tone.

Seeing that Mianyin still refused to plead guilty, the Jade Emperor picked up the jade silk and threw it in front of Mianyin.Lu Jubai leaned over, watched the ink-colored characters appear one by one, sighed the mystery of the fairy art, but after seeing the content on the jade silk, his expression froze instantly.

It turns out that the second princess of the underworld, Mo Yuan, is of the blood of the demon clan. Although her father is the king of the underworld, her mother is a low-level maidservant in the palace of the demon ancestors. But no one knows, and the heart of the god, if it is not his own will, will automatically dissipate after leaving the fairy body.

"So that day... Senior brother voluntarily gave the soul to Master?" Lu Jubai looked at the jade silk, listed the crimes of Mian Yin one by one, and asked subconsciously.

A cold voice sounded in my ears as promised: "The relationship between master and apprentice has long been exhausted. Why do you say 'brother'?"

Seeing that Lu Jubai did not reply, the voice was also quiet for a long time, before he said: "Do you know what will happen to this person?"

Lu Jubai raised his head abruptly, seeing that the boy's face was still stained with tears, his eyes widened and he stared at Yubo in front of him, Qing Yan stood aside expressionlessly, but his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, forcefully Resisting not to hug the prostrate person on the ground.

The picture looked like a fairy palace just now, it slowly collapsed in front of Lu Jubai, leaving only a few remnants of the scene in the end, but Lu Jubai seemed to be in the picture, staring at the boy with wide eyes He was knocked down to the ninth heaven by a sharp whip as thick as a bucket.

Lu Jubai only felt that the blood in his whole body froze at that moment, which was different from the feeling of cold poison attack, it was a feeling of oppression that even the soul was frozen by it, with the tingling pain sweeping through the whole body deeply The imprint of it was imprinted in the depths of the soul, and then it turned into a barbed thorn, beating viciously on the spiritual consciousness.

"careful!"

Zhuang Zhou saw that Lu Jubai was fixed in place, and an evil spirit controlled a huge sickle and chopped down Lu Jubai's face fiercely. Kong, the empty eye sockets locked on the direction of Zhuang Zhou, and immediately rushed forward.

Lu Jubai was thrown aside, his lost eyesight gradually regained clarity, after seeing the surrounding environment clearly, regardless of his posture, he stretched out his hand to grab Qing Yan's sleeve, and his eyes closed at some point Moisturized, and pale lips asked: "Master, you...why didn't you save senior brother...?"

"When did you have a senior brother?" Seeing that the evil spirit in front of him had already rushed over, Qing Yan reached out to pick up the person to protect him in his arms, and cast an immortal spell to smash the evil spirit into pieces. Unknowingly, he frowned slightly, and asked back said a word.

"Brother Mian...Mianyin..." Lu Jubai tried his best to recall the name that the Jade Emperor yelled just now, feeling that the temperature around his body was getting lower and lower, and the stinging pain from the moment when the boy was knocked down to the Nine Heavens had not dissipated .

Listening to the name that Lu Jubai said, Qingyan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the skeleton ghost in silver-white armor floating in the air, and said in a cold tone: "Did you show him?"

At the moment when Lu Jubai was sluggish just now, Qingyan and Zhuang Zhou eliminated the evil spirits in the Three Rivers Abyss, and they never found that Lu Jubai was trapped by the ghosts in the Three Rivers Abyss. In the illusion, it was just a situation that the ghost envoy never thought of.If others are trapped in the illusion, they will experience the people and things in the illusion from their own perspective, but Lu Jubai has a one-in-a-thousand probability that he exists in the illusion in the form of a spirit consciousness, like It's like watching a movie and watching the whole thing.

The name 'Mian Yin' was able to be called out later only because he hadn't recovered from the illusion. If one word were used to describe Lu Jubai's temperament, it would be heartless, but as a modern For Lu Jubai, the eyes are wet, but it is just like watching a bitter drama as usual to contribute some tears. Even when watching Journey to the West, when the monkey king father was released from the foot of Huaguo Mountain, Lu Jubai also contributed. Almost a milliliter of tears.

"It's just some future and past events. Illusions vary from person to person, so why should you care about it?" The mechanical voice filled the entire abyss. The evil spirits who were fighting each other and besieging Qingyan and Zhuangzhou heard it. After the sound, they all raised their hands to protect their heads, knelt down on the ground and bowed to the silver and white ghost messenger floating in the air.

Seeing that Qingyan didn't say much, the ghost envoy raised his hand and took out the bow and arrow behind him, aiming at the direction of Qingyan with a silvery white halo: "It is said that after a thousand years of cultivation, the magic power of Immortal Qingyan has greatly increased. The celestial power has already surpassed the celestial grade given by the court today, if the celestial lord can avoid my three arrows today, I will offer the token and a thousand ghosts with both hands."

Hearing this, Qingyan handed Lu Jubai in his arms into Zhuang Zhou's hands: "Then there is no need to waste any more time."

"As expected of Immortal Qingyan, you are not afraid of anything. If it was..." the voice gradually dissipated, and the ghost emissary raised his bow and arrow and aimed steadily at Qingyan's forehead. With force from his wrist, the arrow shot Breaking out of the momentum, with the sound of cutting the air, he stabbed in front of Qingyan in an instant. Seeing this flying, Qingyan retreated tens of meters, saw the sharp point of the sharp arrow reach the center of his eyebrows, raised his hand Immortal force arm guard, hit it aside fiercely at the point of the arrow.In an instant, blood oozed from the arm and dripped to the ground.

The evil spirits who were kneeling on the ground, smelled the smell of blood again after being imprisoned for a hundred years, they all raised their heads a little bit ready to move, their empty eye sockets tacitly aimed at the direction of Qingyan, and let out a deep moan from their mouths. roar.

"Xianjun Qingyan, the second arrow." The ghost envoy drew another arrow from behind his back as he spoke, this time aiming at Qingyan's left knee, a flash of light flashed in the empty eye sockets of the ghost envoy. In a thin light, the bow was stretched out like a crescent moon, and when it was released suddenly, the arrow rushed past the thousands of evil spirits kneeling on the ground, the silvery white feathers were covered with dark green blood, and shot fiercely at Qing Yan's left knee struck.

Qing Yan got up and flew into mid-air, then turned sideways to avoid the bow and arrow that was chasing after him, and quickly grabbed the evil spirit who was bigger than one year and blocked it in front of him, but the arrow pierced through the evil spirit's rigid body It pierced Qing Yan's palm.

"Your Excellency only has this little ability?" Qingyan seemed to have never felt any pain, and pulled out the arrow that pierced the palm of the evil spirit's body with a little flesh and blood, and threw it aside, and the thousands of evil spirits No longer caring about the coercion of the ghost envoys, they rushed up one after another to the top of the arrows, and in an instant, the bows and arrows, as well as the pierced evil spirit, mixed with Qingyan's flesh and blood were devoured completely.

The ghost envoy was not angry when he heard the words, but took out the last arrow. Unlike the first two arrows, the arrow was no longer covered with a silver-white halo, but a small golden ball of light shone.

"Does Xianjun still remember what Mian Yin said when he died?" The ghost emissary asked calmly, and as the words fell, the arrow also shot out, towards Qing Yan's chest, which was bigger than the previous two arrows. Sprinted over at twice the speed.

After hearing these words, Qing Yan was stunned.He fixed his eyes on the ghost envoy and asked, "Who is your Excellency? Can you tell me your name?"

"It's just a wild ghost, so you don't need to know the name Taboo Immortal Lord."

Zhuang Zhou hugged Lu Jubai tightly in his hand, and when the arrow was about to hit Qingyan's chest, he stretched out his hand and gave Qingyan a strong push, but he couldn't move Qingyan even a little.

Qing Yan took the arrow abruptly, opened his mouth to spit out blood, his eyes were red, and asked again: "Who is your Excellency?"

"Thousands of years ago, I took in a lonely soul who was just like me. The only difference was that he was more complete than me and had two souls. Before his soul disappeared, he only asked me for this matter. Then One thousand ghosts are in the token on the ground, and the fairy has taken the token, so please go back to the heaven by yourself." After the ghost envoy finished speaking, he disappeared into the mid-air, revealing only a pair of empty eye sockets , stared at Qingyan for a long while before disappearing along with the skeleton.

Zhuang Zhou pulled out the sharp arrow from Qingyan's chest, and the unstoppable blood flowed out: "The arrow looked like it was aimed at your life, why didn't you hide?"

"Go and get the token and go back to the Heavenly Court. His cold poison will take off in a while." Qing Yan's tone was half weak, but his eyes were already a little loose.

"Okay, I'll take you and your little apprentice back to Heaven."

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