The Songhua Palace is extremely quiet.

The little immortals were at a loss, and the holy masters were thinking about nothing more than peace in this eternal land.

The war god Feng Bai lay on the bed. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and calmed down. He remembered that his soul must have just left the immortal body and suddenly fell asleep.

He slightly lowered his face and looked at Xi Zhiling who was kneeling beside the bedside.

Xi Zhiling understood, stood up, gently helped him up, and sat against the bed railing.

Feng Bai naturally knew that he was about to return to Yuanchi. He spent nearly a thousand years on war. He led the soldiers of the Huanglong Heavenly Clan to eliminate the riot branches from many parties, quell the continuous wars of various tribes, and took over many small branches from the four seas and desolates to the commanders of the three major tribes, namely the Nine-Headed Huanglong Heavenly Clan, the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Immortal Fox Clan, and the other tribes are the growing demon clan.

A faint crying sound broke the silence in Songhua Palace.

Feng Bai looked over with the crying sound, and Su Ji, who was sitting next to the bed, was already in tears.

"Why do you need to be so sad, madam?"

When Su Ji heard this, she cried even more. She thought to herself that the immortals of the Mantian Clan and the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fairy Fox Clan were kneeling in the hall, but she did not have her daughter Feng Yuling.

Three hundred years ago, Dong Zhiling told him that Yu Ling's heart was so angry that he turned into a jade soul and left with hatred in one day.

Now my husband is about to return to Yuanchi. Although she comes from Qingqiu, she does not value life and death, but she has lived for nearly nine thousand years and has experienced many separations that are repeatedly punishing. How can she bear it and bear it?

"Mother, let's take a break for the time being. Never hurt the immortal body." Dong Zhiling knelt in front of Su Ji and leaned on her knees, but she couldn't control herself and cried even louder.

Feng Bai could not persuade them at the moment of this momentum, and there was no time to comfort him. He had already noticed that his immortal body and soul were slowly wandering away.

"Junyi, Sumu." Feng Bai called the prince of the Heavenly Clan and the prince of Qingqiu.

"Maternal Grandpa." The two knelt forward and listened devoutly.

Feng Bai looked at them with such a beautiful face. The young man with such a good appearance was full of disasters. He thought to himself that although they were not his own bone marrow and blood, their mother was the immortal body transformed by Su Ji with delicate hardship.

When he was in his prime, he married Su Ji, the princess of the Nine-tailed Fairy Fox tribe in Qingqiu, the Huanglong Tian Clan and the Nine-tailed Fairy Fox tribe congratulated Jiutian and Jiuye, and even the Demon monarch sent a gift. Of course, it was a prosperous scene at that time.

However, they have not seen Su Ji have a pregnant baby for nearly five thousand years since they got married.

One day, Zi Kunshan junior brother Yu Qing, who had a good time, returned from a trip for nearly 6,000 years and brought a natural stone sculpture of Qingfeng in the courtyard outside his Songhua Hall. And to Su Ji's instructions, he would have to use fairy water to water the Qingfeng every day to have a pregnant baby.

He was angry and annoyed when he heard this. This junior brother Yu Qing, who had never been irrelevant, dared to even play with his wife. But Su Ji, who was eager to poop, had already remembered Yu Qing's words in her heart. No matter how he advised her, she still took her maid Xizhen to the Qingquan under Fenghuoya to extract fairy water and water it back.

Unexpectedly, a hibiscus grew in the gap of Qingfeng. After more than seventy years, the hibiscus bloomed in the east, west, and north. After nearly thirty years, the three hibiscus flowers turned into three babies. After careful calculation, they took a full 200 years to get three immortals. So they named the three babies in the direction of transformation, Dong Zhiling, Xizhiling and Beizhiling.

Coincidentally, only a few years after the arrival of three fairy-born babies, Su Ji was able to get pregnant and gave birth to Feng Yuling.

Since then, Su Ji has devoted herself to raising the four girls in her family.

When Dong Zhiling was seven hundred years old, the prince Fubo, who married the Heavenly King. Now Fubo has inherited the position of Heavenly King. Dong Zhiling is naturally appointed as the Heavenly Queen and has given birth to Junyi. Junyi naturally became the crown prince of today.

Xi Zhiling married Su Mao, the monarch of Qingqiu, and was also appointed as the queen. She was born in Sumu and became the crown prince.

What a good marriage. However, Bei Zhiling's mind is different from them. She has been happy with all kinds of magic since she was a child and has also learned various military formations. When she was nine hundred years old, she followed him to quell the chaos of the Northern Wilderness Elf Feather Clan. Since then, she was ordered by the Heavenly Lord to take charge of the Elf Feather Clan and was named: Yusheng Beijun.

Feng Yuling met the new demon monarch Tianhun Gusheng when he followed Bei Zhiling to guard the Beihuang Elf Feather Clan. Feng Yuling's thoughts were criticized and rejected by the entire Tianshi. However, she insisted on her own and ended up leaving with a young age but hatred.

I vaguely heard that during that period, several major wars occurred between Bei Zhiling and the Demon Clan. It must be related to Feng Yuling's death. However, Bei Zhiling never asked the Heavenly Clan for a soldier and a general, nor did he step into the nine-level heaven again. Every year, he was also sent to the elves and sacred lord Yu Xiang to bring the most precious tributes.

Now, she has not appeared in Songhua Palace. She is afraid that she is afraid of their grievances; she is afraid that she can't let go of her sister Feng Yuling's death. She just wants her to know that no matter how she is, she can't fight against the ancient soul of the demon monarch who is thousands of years old and meticulous.

The past is too sad.

This war god who had fought in all directions without a single defeat in the world burst into tears.

"Junyi, as the prince of the Heavenly Clan, you must be able to withstand the sufferings of the Eight Desolates, to withstand the difficulties of the four seas, to be concerned about the peace and the safety of the people. You have a lot of disasters in your life, and remember that all the people or immortals in the past will suffer disasters. Only when you care about the ordinary will you have already passed away. Now you go to the mortal world, and there is a royal concubine in the royal family in the Central Plains of the mortal world, and you will have to give birth today."

Prince Jun was stunned at first, right? Why did he suddenly ask himself to come to the earth to overcome the tribulation? He was only 503 years old. If he was a little over fifteen years old, he was still a little older than the age of twenty to be crowned. He was underage.

"uh-huh."

Tianjun Fubo coughed lightly, immediately took back Junyi, and signaled Junyi to quickly take over Fengbai's orders.

When Jun saw his father and king, he knew that he could not escape, so he had to accept the order respectfully.

When Jun received his order and left Songhua Palace, Feng Bai looked at Sumu again. This kid was more delicate and delicate than a girl's family. They had rich resources in Qingqiu and never cared about war, but they only wanted to be free and happy, but their magic was inconsistent and strange, which made people worry.

"Sumu, you just need to remember that if one day the wars in all directions start, you are the brother of the Tian Clan Junyi, and you have to support him unconditionally."

Su Mu nodded, why didn't he ask me to descend to the earth? Half a month ago, I even fell in love with a beautiful little girl in the mortal world. I wanted to go back to Qingqiu and steal some mulberry wine and go to the mortal world to tease that girl, but why did I be ordered to follow my father and mother to go to the Ninth Heaven to filial piety to send him this grandfather. I stayed in the Ninth Heaven for ten days. According to the days, it has been ten years since the mortal world. I guess that girl has already left home and my children will buy sesame cakes. Besides, now the world is not peaceful, and my grandfather is really too worried.

Feng Bo suddenly felt his immortal body and soul scattering his silk, and he wanted his soul to scatter and return to chaos.

He sat up resolutely, summoned a thick green light with his hands, and called the flame fire in the middle of the wind and fire to gather the fragments of Qingfeng and Fenghua Palace to train to make a bloodthirsty long sword. The sword was full of blood. The shaking immortals in the hall could not bear it and fainted.

Feng Bai used his spare time to attract the Qingquan Fairy Water under Fenghuo to water it, which made the blood on the sword fade away.

"Feng Su Taiyi."

"Grandmaster." This is the first time Feng Sutaiyi has heard Feng Bai call his full name in the past five hundred years.

"You can remember 'Zi Qi'"

"Remember, the junior sister of Zikunshan."

"She, Tianyu Qizhe, His Highness, the Demon Princess, now, I named her: Fengyu Qizhe. Protect her for me."

"yes."

As Feng Bai said, he held the sword naked in his hands and gently slid. The blood on the sword body was ignited, and the sword sucked the blood given by Feng Bai dry. In an instant, the green sword was extremely bright, but it exuded the fairy spirit.

"Qingfeng Linlang Sword, this belongs to you." Feng Bai handed the long sword to Feng Su Taiyi who was kneeling in front of him. "Remember, this eternal land of all the seas, even if the number of wilderness changes, it cannot destroy a wilderness and a sea."

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds in the nine heavens was illusory, thunderstorms and darkness.

Feng Bai's soul scale light dissipated one by one.
Chapter completed!