The protagonist of destiny is online

Xie Yuchen didn't expect to be called out on the spot.

300 years ago, he frightened the Shura tribe with his sword, but he did not show up. Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Ancestor Huasheng to recognize him, and something must have happened.

But now, the most important thing is to explain clearly.

Xie Yuchen pressed Yan Xuekong's shoulder: "Yanyan, listen to me, I didn't mean to deceive you."

Yan Xuekong's mind was in chaos, like a puppet, he stood there blankly, subconsciously said: "You are Yuanchen Tianzun? Then where is my brother Junyu?"

Xie Yuchen said seriously: "I am Yuanchen Tianzun, and also your elder brother Junyu."

This sentence was accompanied by the thunder that exploded, breaking the silence of the world.

The gust of wind howled, the torrential rain poured down, and the vortex of thunder and tribulation condensed, like the wrath of the gods, trying to smooth out the violation of the rules and bring everything back to the right track.

"Heavenly Venerable!"

Tiandao phantom ran around with his head in his arms: "Come back soon! I can't take it anymore!"

Xie Yuchen looked at Yan Xuekong fixedly as if he had never heard of it.

The Ancestor of Huasheng said: "There will be catastrophes in the world, and there will be various natural disasters. Natural disasters are raging, and the suffering of all living beings. Will Tianzun stop it? Chong Luo, go!"

The old man in black robe disappeared without hesitation.

Hearing the words, Yan Xuekong suddenly woke up, suppressed all emotions, and pushed Xie Yuchen away: "You go!"

Xie Yuchen saw that his expression was not good, and said, "You are angry."

Yan Xuekong pointed outside, anxious and angry, said: "Is this the time to talk about this? Do what you should do, and don't let me look down on you."

Xie Yuchen said: "I'm sorry, Yan Yan, forgive me."

Yan Xuekong had a severe headache, turned around to avoid it, and was suddenly dragged into his arms. Xie Yuchen wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, pressed the back of his head with the other, and kissed him hard on the lips.

this person!

Yan Xuekong struggled and patted his back.

Xie Yuchen kissed even more fiercely, as if he wanted to confide everything in this kiss.

Daoist Qing Qiong: "..." Grass!

Did the younger brother forget that his future father-in-law is still there?

Yan Yuan hadn't recovered from the shock of "Yuanchen Tianzun", when he saw this scene, he suddenly became angry. He wanted to pull Xie Yuchen away, but his eyes turned black because of the injury, and he passed out immediately.

"His Majesty Emperor Yuan!"

Daoist Qing Qiong hurriedly supported him, wanting to cry without tears, thinking, what is this all about!

Yan Xuekong couldn't break free, bit hard, and tasted blood between his lips and teeth.

"Yanyan, my heart for you can be learned from heaven and earth, and there is no falsehood." Xie Yuchen stepped back, put the Taicang Sword in his hand, and said word by word: "Wait for me to come back."

He left the world and returned to heaven.

At the same time, the thunder finally stopped.

Yan Xuekong stood there in a daze, wiped off the blood on his lips, and lowered his eyes.

It would be a lie if he said he didn't notice Xie Yuchen's identity at all, but he only guessed that the sword spirit might have something to do with Tianshangtian, never thought that the sword spirit was Yuanchen Tianzun.

The mind is never false?

Then why did you lie to him from the very beginning?

Yan Xuekong is not stupid, how could Yuanchen Tianzun, who is in the sky, stay by the child's side and pretend to be a sword spirit just because of a whim?

It must be a conspiracy.

Daoist Qing Qiong persuaded him intentionally: "Your Highness Xuekong, junior brother..."

"So, Daoist Grandpa also knew his identity long ago?" Yan Xuekong interrupted him, supported Yan Yuan with him, walked outside, and said calmly: "Daddy is seriously injured, let's leave first."

Daoist Qing Qiong was so worried, he said in his heart, brother, brother, I did my best, the little highness is really angry this time, come back and coax yourself.

They had just taken two steps when the Hall of Lingxiao shook suddenly, sending out violent shocks.

Huge pillars fell at the door, blocking the way, and the entire hall was collapsing.

"Too bad, it must be the backhand of the Shura clan who wants to bury us here!" Daoist Qing Qiong blasted away the boulder, but caused even greater turmoil.

Yan Xuekong protected Yan Yuan with one hand, and opened the spiritual power shield with the other hand, looking for a way out.

At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Seal on his body flew out, and the light was so bright that it enveloped the three of them and turned into a white light, which went straight into the ground.

The light dissipated, Yan Xuekong opened his eyes, and saw an endless river, the river was full of strange and beautiful red flowers, and a high platform stood among the flowers.

On the high platform, there is a mirror.

Taoist Master Qing Qiong supported Yan Yuan to lie down, and said in surprise: "I have heard that in ancient times, there was a heaven above and a nether world below. Could this be... Wangchuan?"

Yan Xuekong frowned: "Wang Chuan?"

"Little Highness Xuekong, you are young and don't know something. The Styx River is a branch of the ancient Wangchuan River. It flows into the mortal world, loses its power, and becomes a mortal river, but it is still very dark."

Taoist Master Qing Qiong explained: "The River of Forgetfulness exists in the underworld. This underworld is the place where all living beings reincarnate. It is the same as the sky, cough, and the heavens. It is a world of its own. Rumor has it that the Shura clan They were born here, and the Transformation Pond they rely on is actually a treasure born from Wangchuan, so they can jump out of reincarnation in a special way, if the Transformation Pond is not destroyed, the Shura Clan will not be destroyed."

Yan Xuekong: "Grandfather Taoist, did he tell you these things?"

I am afraid that even his grandfather only knows one of these ancient secrets, and the other, except Yuanchen Tianzun who is in charge of the destiny, who would understand so clearly?

"……cough."

Taoist Master Qingqiong cleared his throat, and changed the subject: "In ancient times, the reincarnation of the nether world was governed by the Heavenly Court. The old man guessed that the situation was critical just now, and the seal of the Heavenly Emperor brought us here to protect us."

Yan Xuekong nodded slightly.

His eyes fell on the front, and after a while, he approached the high platform and stood in front of the mirror: "I remember my grandfather said that drinking Wangchuan water can forget the past, and walking on the reincarnation platform has a side of 'awakening the world'. Mirror', can see the cause and effect, and solve the difficulties in the heart."

Daoist Qing Qiong hastily reminded: "Your Highness Xuekong, this place is unusual, it's best not to move around."

Yan Xuekong's expression was indifferent, and he reached out to touch it.

He was confused, if this is really "Awakening Mirror", can you give him the answer?

Water ripples appeared on the blurry mirror surface, which gradually became clear, and two children, one big and one small, emerged.

Twelve years ago, during the trip from Dayan Palace to Lingzhou, scene after scene flashed, until the night of Qingqiong Daozong, it stopped.

——"You cut off the seven emotions back then, but you didn't kill the seven emotions. The incarnation of the seven emotions left in the world has your last trace of nostalgia and affection for the world."

That was the dialogue between Taoist Master Qing Qiong and Sword Spirit.

Incarnation of the Seven Emotions?

Yan Xuekong turned his head suddenly, and met the guilty gaze of Daoist Qingqiong, he opened his mouth to explain, but the young man turned back calmly.

Leaving Qingqiong Daozong, the images in the mirror continued to flash. From Beizhou Tianjian Mountain to Yaozhou Wanyao Valley, the cub faced Mo Lian and countless Shura evil spirits, and the sword spirit descended from the sky to protect him.

——"Brother Junyu, thank you for showing up by Yanyan's side every time I needed it."

Yan Xuekong imagined that it was like this, they had been together for five years, and it was vivid in his memory, so when he learned of her identity, he felt more puzzled than resentment.

As soon as the screen changed, Yaozhou's work was over, and Mingjie came.

The sword spirit went to heaven.

——"Tianzun, in just a few years, your incarnation of the seven emotions has already formed such a deep bond with the little chess piece."

——"If you don't stop, I will kill all your sunspots."

——"A disobedient chess piece will always be punished. You should stop him instead of pampering him again and again."

Yan Xuekong opened his eyes wide, covered his heart, and unconsciously took a step back.

Therefore, it was the incarnation of the Seven Emotions, not Yuanchen Tianzun, who had been with him since childhood and saved him time and time again.

Yuanchen Tianzun just used him as a pawn.

The picture in the mirror turned again. This time, it was in the four seas of the boundary, in the Dragon Palace. The cub accepted the inheritance of the Dragon Clan. The foundation of the Five Elements was completed and turned into a golden egg. It will take a long time to pass through the Nirvana nine times.

The sword spirit stayed here quietly, with soft eyes, gently comforting the golden egg.

——"You will pass through Nirvana safely, and when you wake up and encounter danger, you can still call on the sky."

—— "But you have to remember, the sword spirit is no longer there."

—— "I will accompany you until here."

The sword spirit returned to the sky, crashed into Yuanchen Tianzun's eyebrows, and disappeared in an instant.

no no!

Yan Xuekong was thinking rationally, desperately telling himself to calm down, but his emotions were stimulated, and his body reacted first. When he recovered, his golden eyes were filled with tears.

——"I want to protect him, do you understand?"

Yan Xue was groaning in his heart, sobbing loudly, tears couldn't stop falling, he stroking the mirror, fell to the ground, crying so sad and hopeless, as if he had lost the most important thing in his life.

"Yan Yan."

Yan Yuan did not know when he woke up and saw everything. He walked to his son, hugged him gently in his arms, and coaxed: "Yan Yan, don't be afraid, it's okay with daddy here."

Yan Xuekong cried and said: "He is Yuanchen Tianzun, he is not my brother Jianling, my brother Jianling is dead, he died in his hands, I didn't recognize it, why didn't I recognize it! with him……"

Daoist Qingqiong hurriedly said: "Your Highness Xuekong, that's not the case, the incarnation of the Seven Emotions is a part of the younger brother, they are really one person!"

"He is not!"

Yan Xuekong raised his head with tears streaming down his face, a bright red mark appeared on his forehead.

Daoist Qing Qiong turned pale with shock: "Heart Demon Tribulation! Why did it come at this time, it's too bad!"

Don't look at the little Highness who is usually smart and has great judgment, but under the influence of the heart demon tribulation, he will be extremely paranoid about this matter. Unless he untangles his heart knot, not only the junior brother will be finished, but the little highness will also have difficulty getting through this catastrophe. !

Yan Yuan held his son's face in his hands, with an extremely ugly expression, as if he was about to kill the sky with a halberd in the next moment.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Emperor Yuan, Junior Brother really likes His Highness, there is absolutely no falsehood!"

Taoist Master Qingqiong was in a hurry, and after persuading one or the other: "Little Highness, listen to me, you have been affected by the heart demon robbery, you have to believe in junior brother, no matter the incarnation of the seven emotions or the ruthless dao body, he is the one!" !"

There seemed to be two figures fighting in Yan Xuekong's mind, his head was so painful that it was about to split open, he covered his ears, his golden eyes were filled with tears, he looked aggrieved and pitiful: "I'm in so much pain, Daddy, I'm in so much pain..."

Halfway through the speech, he leaned forward and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"His Royal Highness Xue Kong!"

"Yanyan! Yanyan!"

No matter how serious the injury was, Yan Yuan didn't say a word. At this moment, seeing his son like this, his heart was twisted like a knife, and his eyes suddenly moistened: "Yan Yan, go to sleep, go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up." Yes. You still have father, mother, grandpa and grandma, father swears that he will not let anyone hurt you again."

A warm aura escaped from Yan Yuan's hands, and he caressed the boy's silver hair tirelessly, just like many years ago, when a young child refused to sleep, he coaxed him patiently, full of tenderness and love.

In the arms of his closest relatives, Yan Xuekong finally calmed down, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and when he raised his head again, his eyes boiled with anger, and he said coldly: "Master, whether it is Sword Spirit or Yuanchen Tianzun, when Yan Yan wakes up, please don't mention it again."

Daoist Qing Qiong: "..."

Junior brother, come back quickly, you are finished!