Chapter 898 Life and Death

Zhao Changhe frowned and looked thoughtfully at the changes in flesh and blood of the corpse in front of him.

If the exploration of the universe and starry sky is the key point in the later stage of my practice, then life and flesh has always been the key point in my early stage of practice.

This is not to say that the Ye family sisters collectively represent their own practice. The magical power of creation alone cannot be summarized in such a general way. It also involves the multi-faceted laws included in the entire heavenly book, which can correspond to any practice in the world. But this is just like the basic skills that Professor Sun helped him lay down back then. No matter how many changes are included, the foundation is still there.

Having the relevant foundation will naturally make it easier to find the key.

It also doesn't mean that Zhao Changhe will take the path of creation... This is just a reference given by Ye Jiuyou. I have never seen the specific expressive power of the other side before. Now that the door has been opened, it is starting to become clear.

As for your own path, you still need to continue to seek it.

Maybe I really need to consult Ye Wuming again, for comprehensive reference... But this is a bit embarrassing. Now that I have made it clear that I want to marry you, how can I be so shy and ask someone to teach me something?

Headache.

Seeing him thinking deeply, Ye Jiuyou smiled and pinched his face: "The little man is already great, haste makes waste, don't be hasty."

Zhao Changhe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "What, now you are doting on me?"

Ye Jiuyou said: "Do you know how ridiculous it was for you to pretend to be mature and say you wanted to pamper me and take care of me when you were just a child?"

Zhao Changhe hummed and said: "Why am I young? Do you want to touch me?"

Ye Jiuyou smiled: "Don't you think you've aged a lot after waking up this time? Even if it's just waking up to you."

Zhao Changhe was stunned and nodded silently.

The vicissitudes of life have touched people far more than before...especially after experiencing the birth of offspring and the death of relatives and friends, people become "old".

Ye Jiuyou has been through so much... Now that she thinks about it, her strategy for her back then may have been like a child in her eyes.

"But that's all I want." Ye Jiuyou raised his head and pecked him on the face: "Nothing else matters... Even though he is just a child, he is still trying hard to say that he loves me and wants to take care of me. Me, let me no longer be alone...this is the most important thing."

Zhao Changhe scratched his head and felt a little ashamed: "It seems...I didn't do much, after all, I slept for thirty years."

Ye Jiuyou smiled and said: "They all complain about these thirty years, but I don't feel it. To me, thirty years is just a snap of the fingers. And you are hidden by me. I can see you whenever I want, but unlike them greedy."

Zhao Changhe tilted his head: "Why do you feel so gentle now?"

"Gentle?" Ye Jiuyou also tilted his head and thought: "It's just that I have stepped out of the label and out of jail. My mentality is much calmer... After all, someone is in pain, right? I can't even face Ye Wuming in my early years. That kind of anger, let alone being alone with you."

Zhao Changhe laughed and hugged her without speaking.

However, Ye Jiuyou raised his face and said, "Don't you think you prefer the fierce and cold person like me before, and it's more enjoyable to conquer me? Just like Ye Wuming now."

"Where did you go..." Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't you know that turning someone who is fierce and cold into a gentle big sister is the most fulfilling thing? Just like you now."

"Does Ye Wuming still owe such a fate?"

"...Why do you all like to switch to Ye Wuming?"

"Both? Isn't it natural for me to transfer to her?" Ye Jiuyou said lightly: "Actually, there is a best solution to the problem, but no one wants to mention it, and would rather take a detour, right?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a moment and whispered: "There is no best plan. If I don't want to, then it is the worst plan."

Ye Jiuyou laughed: "Okay, okay, my husband."

Zhao Changhe asked: "Has Wan Zhuang Sisi and the others started tracing their origins now?"

"Not yet. The witchcraft prepared by Miao Jiang is a bit complicated."

Zhao Changhe nodded: "Then Madam, accompany me to meet my old friend? You should know where he is buried."

Ye Jiuyou was stunned for a moment, then knew what he meant and reached out to hold his hand.

Quickly moving and flashing, we have reached the top of Cangshan Mountain.

When the secret realm of the Spirit Tribe "stood up", all the mountains and rivers and geography inside it disappeared. The secret realm was gone, and the temple was naturally gone. Now the Spirit Tribe Temple has been re-established on Cangshan Mountain in Dali.

Killing the Ling tribe fiercely in the Miao territory, they will return together in life and death. The land of the Spirit Clan was collected by Ye Jiuyou as research material. Lie's soul was gone and he had no body. However, the Blood Divine Sword and the broken array disk are still there, and the Spirit Tribe people cannot allow them to be used by some demonic cultists again. Under Sisi's control, they will only be buried alive and enshrined in the temple as a tomb.

The spirit tribe's land is resurrected, the poisonous insects are backlashing, and their flesh and blood are decaying. The people of the spirit tribe are the first to bear the brunt of various tricks. If the plan of Zhao Changhe and others had not stopped them, the spirit tribe would have been wiped out.

Among them, all the gods and Buddhas are scattered.

If the Eldar people no longer recognize the land that is trying to kill them as their ancestor god, then the ancestor they should worship is Lie.

Because Lie is a human being derived from the land of the Spirit Tribe...a pure Spirit Tribe person. Although he was just a slave back then.

"The battle was in such a hurry that I didn't even have the chance to properly pay homage to my seniors." Zhao Changhe sat cross-legged in the temple, facing the spiritual tablets, and spilled wine on the ground: "When I woke up this time, I faced the death of many old friends, and I didn't even I went to worship because I didn’t want to face it deep down, but I have to come here.”

"The person who has the greatest influence on me is not Ye Wuming, but my seniors. Whether it is the spirit of my seniors or the skills of my martial arts and swords, they have helped me overcome the storms in the world and reach where I am today."

"I sometimes think...Senior thought that that battle was the end, and we decided to end up together. If senior knew that I ruined that battle and this matter is not over, would senior blame me for being meddlesome and causing senior's sacrifice? It seems a bit worthless..."

"Thinking about it later, seniors shouldn't blame me... because this is the Spiritual Clan, and there are clansmen behind you. Your return together is not just to cooperate with Ye Wuming's battle, but also because this is the Spiritual Clan. Just like back then, you You were carving a formation in the midst of thunder and fire, with the clansmen chasing you behind you, but you didn’t leave, and you still sat cross-legged outside the Spirit Clan.”

"I didn't understand this detail until a long time later."

"Senior's skills are violent, and humans are also demonic killers, but these inner wills are the foundation that supports seniors to practice the third level of Yujing in a mortal body."

"Originally, maybe I would have become the second you... But I was luckier than my predecessors. I met them... starting from Hong Ling and ending with Jiuyou. So I don't need to be painfully entangled in the devil's will and evil spirit, and I can leave. Go forward on your own path."

"The shapes are different, but the spirit is the same. Senior, rest assured that your fire will continue to be passed down in the world. Gods and Buddhas can be dispersed, but people's hearts will always remain."

After speaking, the wine was gone.

The Blood God Sword enshrined in front of the spirit tablet buzzed, as if in response.

Zhao Changhe also felt his balls twitching, and he gained some understanding of the life and death he was thinking about before.

To use Zhao Cuo's well-known saying, some people are dead, but he is still alive.

What is life and death... In this world with gods, it can be said that it is not clear.

Zhao Changhe took out the blood-drinking stone he got from another world and placed it in front of the spirit: "Since the Blood Magic Sword is here and Master Xue didn't take it back, let's put this material here too. I poured some into it. The test, whether it is the Blood God Cult or the Spirit Tribe, if anyone passes the test, it will be a descendant of the Blood God lineage."

The response from the elders guarding the palace came from behind: "Yes."

Zhao Changhe turned around and saw two middle-aged aunts who still had charm: "Do you recognize me?"

The aunt sighed: "We were the Saint's personal guards back then, and we gave you insect cakes. Otherwise, do you think we could let people nag in the temple for so long?"

"It turns out it's you young men."

"..."

Zhao Changhe asked: "Where is Sisi now?"

"Here." Following the words, Sisi strolled in from outside the palace.

So between the two aunts in their mid-teens stood the little queen who was as charming as ever, and her strong visual impact was just like that of Suzhou.

Sisi walked to the hall with a calm demeanor, solemnly saluted the spiritual tablet, and said lightly: "The test mentioned by the Holy Envoy just now, please go down and pass it on to the whole clan."

The elders saluted again: "Yes."

Sisi stood up, looked at the spiritual tablet above, and whispered: "In the past, we worshiped the ancestor gods. We worshiped them for so many years but didn't know who we were worshiping. It seemed to be just an illusory image. Now we have entities, and we know who we are. What are you praying for?”

Zhao Changhe said "hmm".

Next to you, Ye Jiuyou was muttering: "Actually, you can worship me, I will protect you."

The big man was actually worshiping Piaomiao, among which the Chinese priest was worshiping Ye Wuming, and Ye Jiuyou was a little jealous even thinking about it.

Sisi glanced at her and smiled: "Sisi and sister are not familiar with each other... Let's say goodbye in bed next time, and maybe we can do it in the future."

Ye Jiuyou bulged his eyes.

She was indeed not familiar with Sisi, and she didn't expect that Zhao Changhe still had this model in his harem. You weren't worshiping and giving instructions with a calm demeanor just now, why did you just turn around and do this?

Zhao Changhe was very accustomed to Sisi's virtue: "Let's go, don't talk nonsense in front of Senior Lie, let's go to the place where the witchcraft is arranged this time?"

"Okay." Sisi took Zhao Changhe's hand and strolled out of the palace.

Ye Jiuyou followed and looked Sisi up and down, as if he had seen a treasure.

What is debauchery as opposed to order... You shouldn't be Lie's inheritance, you should be my inheritance.

After leaving the temple and arriving at the foot of the mountain, Sisi sat in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain, with attendants serving drinks on the left and right.

The long-lost flower cake, the long-lost roasted bugs, the long-lost flower brew.

The mountains were filled with flowers and the gurgling water, against the sound of Sisi pouring wine, suddenly seemed very peaceful.

After Sisi poured the wine, she raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Why don't you speak anymore? Do you feel that you are most sorry for me, and you don't know how to say it with thousands of words?"

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and said "hmm".

Originally, we were limited to high mountains and long rivers, so meeting Sisi was the least. The last time we met was on the battlefield, and after the fight, we fell into deep sleep.

Thinking about the last battlefield, it was the little demon girl who cleverly triggered the "Thinking of the same mind" and cracked the "Thinking of the same mind"... Zhao Changhe sometimes thought that if she didn't use tricks and everyone really tried the "Thinking of the same mind", Maybe it really can't be done.

"Actually, you don't owe me anything... You have saved my spiritual clan from fire and water several times, and helped me become the king of Miao territory. I can't give you anything..." Sisi blinked: "I can only compensate you for missing you, forget it. Doesn’t count?”

Zhao Changhe could only say: "Forget it."

"So my name is not chosen well." Sisi smiled and said: "But, for you now, the distance is no longer a problem, and time will not be a problem in the future. The many obstacles in the world of crazy men and women, for If we no longer exist, is this considered a blessing in disguise?”

Zhao Changhe's somewhat depressed mood was slowly dispelled: "Forget it."

"Then don't put on that silent face." Sisi left her seat and sat on Zhao Changhe's lap, raising the glass to his lips: "Feed me."

Ye Jiuyou: "?"

Isn't this you feeding him? Why is it called "feed me"?

But Zhao Changhe took a sip of wine, lowered his head and kissed Sisi's lips, and passed the wine to him.

Ye Jiuyou: "..."

It really is "feed me", I learned it.

No, you are just like this in front of me? You are still a king.

After a sip of wine, Sisi's face was a little red, as bright as peaches and plums: "I should have taken you back to the city to rest, but now Wanzhuang Hongling and the others are here, I will be greedy for you for a while, okay?"

Ye Jiuyou knocked his head, this was simply a clear way to drive people away.

Forget it, it sounds really not easy, so Ye Jiuyou didn't act like a lantern, and stood up and said: "I'll go find them."

After saying that, he slipped away directly. She was afraid that if she continued to watch, Sisi's resentment would overflow into a river.

Sisi huddled in his shoulder, stole a glance at the direction where Ye Jiuyou left, and whispered: "This Jiuyou sister is more considerate than I thought. Is she really the Demon God Jiuyou?"

"Maybe not so much now... She is already a human."

"So humans want to cultivate into demon gods, but demon gods want to be humans?"

"They want different things."

Sisi nodded: "Anyway, I don't care if I become a demon god or not, I want to have the power of a demon god. Just so that we don't have to go through so many long distances, and we don't have to feel separated by so many years."

Zhao Changhe gently kissed her slightly hot cheek and didn't answer.

Sisi said softly: "In fact, in addition to Senior Lie's tomb in the temple, there is another tomb in Yulong Snow Mountain. Guess who it is?"

Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly: "Sword Emperor."

Sisi smiled brightly: "I knew you could guess. I set up a tomb for him, but I didn't dare to tell others, for fear that they would be unhappy. But for us, it is our fate."

Zhao Changhe felt that the Sword Emperor set up a suspicious tomb in addition to hiding his whereabouts and also meant to trick people. If you rashly break into the Sword Emperor's tomb, you will probably die miserably. In the end, they all met him, Zhao Changhe, Sisi, and Tang Wanzhuang, each of whom was more clear-headed than the other, and a big thunder could not be detonated and became a dud.

No matter how the Sword Emperor designed it, he had to admit that it was the fate that he and Sisi were most entangled with.

For the hidden man of the Heavenly Dao that everyone hated, only Sisi would set up a tomb, just to place her unique thoughts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe directly picked up Sisi and said, "Then we should go and pay our respects, not for anything else, just because he made you and me entangled."

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PS: Transition chapter, a little short, just make do with it.