Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 750 Miaoyin, we have a child

"Emperor, have you forgotten? Haotian Peak is a mountain that towers into the clouds within the jurisdiction of Bixia Palace. This mountain got its name because your name is engraved on the cliff.

“It is said that the writing is 20,000 years old and was left by an immortal. It contains the true meaning of the Great Dao. Many people come to comprehend it because of its reputation.

"The previous Palace Master of Bixia Palace had been in seclusion for three years in front of that cliff, and created the technique 'The Scripture of the Myriad Things'..."

As Tong Changfeng spoke, he couldn't help but notice that the golden light on Taishang Haotian's body was much dimmer than usual. He couldn't help feeling a little worried, wondering if something had gone wrong with his emperor during the process of exploring the ruins. Even his mind had become a little confused.

Hearing Tong Changfeng's words, Taishang Haotian thought of his experience in the ancient dragon tomb and frowned slightly.

Then, with the help of the power of incense, his spiritual consciousness spread instantly, covering the entire Lingxiao Realm.

There is indeed a high mountain within the jurisdiction of Bixia Palace. In Taishang Haotian’s memory, it is called Yunjing Peak.

However, at this moment, on the Yunjing Peak, between the cliffs that he was so familiar with, there was an extra word "Hao".

The handwriting was exactly the same as the one he had just carved in the "Colorless Heaven".

The only difference is that it seems to have been baptized by the years and suffered countless sun and rain, appearing mottled and vicissitudes.

"It turns out that I just rewrote the history of Lingxiao Realm..."

Tai Shang Haotian took a deep breath, his eyes unable to conceal the shock, it was difficult for him to maintain his usual calm demeanor.

In his understanding, time and space are like the history books between heaven and earth. Once something in the past happens, it will be engraved forever and cannot be changed.

However, this "colorless heaven" actually allowed him to transcend the established laws of time and space, making the originally unshakable history books accessible at will, and even allowing him to modify the chapters that had already been written.

But revising history comes at a huge cost.

With his current level of cultivation, he exhausted all his spiritual power and only carved a single word in the past.

But this did not make Taishang Haotian feel frustrated. Instead, it ignited a flame of excitement in his eyes that he had not seen in a thousand years.

It is a joy of hearing the truth and a thrill of touching the unknown.

This feeling often came to his mind when he was young, especially when he was discussing Taoism with Ziwei.

But since he reached the pinnacle of the Lingxiao Realm, this feeling has become extremely rare. Because his cultivation is too high and he has a deep understanding of the laws of the Great Dao, there are very few cultivation mysteries in the world that can arouse his strong interest.

until today.

He firmly believed that this would not be the only time he would explore the "colorless heaven" in his life.

He will definitely come back again, not just once, but twice, three times, countless times...

If one could understand the mystery of the "Colorless Heaven" and master the ability to enter and exit it at any time and anywhere, then who in this world could escape his control?

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Time flies like quicksand. In just a moment, winter quietly leaves and the wild world welcomes the new year.

The white frost covering the city walls quietly retreated, revealing the weathered bricks and stones.

The iron-hard ice on the Luo River began to crack, making a low cracking sound, and the water surface began to ripple again. As the ice and snow melted, egrets and wild ducks reappeared on the river, swimming leisurely.

The New Year’s Eve fireworks have just bloomed their last brilliance in the long night, and the air is still filled with the smell of gunpowder and the strong flavor of the New Year. The colorful lanterns on the 15th light up every lane in the city.

The tender willows planted on the door lintels during the Qingming Festival have not yet withered, and the silkworm god sacrifices during the Grain Full Festival are coming one after another. The firelight of burning incense in the mulberry fields outside the city reflects the pious faces of the people. After that, there are the lotus lanterns floating in the Luo River during the Qixi Festival, the burning paper money during the Zhongyuan Night, the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance filling the streets during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the kites flying all over the sky during the Autumnal Equinox...

Although the night is still long, the wilderness is already showing a prosperous scene.

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One night, after Gu Xu finished dealing with government affairs, he returned to the bedroom and saw that the Night Emperor, dressed in black, had already arrived as scheduled and was standing quietly in the palace, as if he was a part of the long night.

That beautiful face was still cold, and the golden eyes were as sharp as a blade.

However, when she saw Gu Xu, she slowly took a few steps forward, reached out her hands and hugged him.

Another half year has passed.

Although Ye Huang often said, "I am with you now only to shoulder the responsibility of continuing the bloodline of the dragon clan." Or he coldly warned, "Don't think I have any feelings for you."

But her body revealed her closeness to Gu Xu more and more sincerely.

Even after fulfilling her duty to continue her bloodline, she would still wrap her arms and legs around him like an octopus all night long, unwilling to let him go.

Today, Ye Huang reached out to unbutton Gu Xu's belt as usual.

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Gu Xu suddenly reached out and grabbed her fair wrist.

His gaze slowly fell on Ye Huang's flat abdomen. He was silent for a moment, staring at the line of cause and effect that was quietly emerging.

Under the surprised gaze of Ye Huang, he finally spoke and said slowly: "Miaoyin, we have a child."

Ye Huang was stunned, his mind went blank, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Unconsciously, her hand had touched her abdomen, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to feel the breath of life that had not yet appeared.

She really wanted a child.

During this period, she ran to Gu Xu's house every few days, working hard with him to "make a dragon". She even listened to him and tried several moves that made her so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into the ground immediately, but were said to be more likely to get pregnant.

At that time, she thought to herself: If I could get pregnant as soon as possible, I wouldn't have to spend the nights with this stinky man and make love with him.

However, at this moment, when she heard the news from Gu Xu and learned that her goal had been achieved, she inexplicably felt dazed.

Her "dual cultivation" with Gu Xu was originally a transaction.

Her pregnancy meant the deal was coming to an end.

According to the agreement, from now on, the relationship between them will return to that of ordinary allies, and all the ambiguities will become a thing of the past.

With Ye Huang's cold and arrogant personality in the past, she should have turned around and left the room without hesitation at this moment, completely drawing a line between herself and this stinky man and severing all ties.

But she didn't move for a long time, just stood there, silent.

A strange joy quietly sprouted in her chest, making her heart beat half a beat faster than usual.

Somehow, she felt as if there was an invisible bond between her and the man in front of her, which connected them tightly together through the child in her belly.

This bond made her feel an indescribable reluctance to leave this house with warm yellow candlelight.

She really didn't want to leave here and step into the deep and cold night outside.