Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 425 One Concentric Comb, One Comb to Gray Hair!

The spring night is short, and it will pass away overnight.

In a blink of an eye, the sun is rising.

The noisy capital of the gods is magnificent, and the marriage between King Jing and Emperor Yan is grand and grand, but it has just kicked off. On this festive day, I don’t know how many primordial gods, gods, and magnates have entered the city, mixed with fish and dragons.

But for many people, this grand event, which has not been seen in thousands of years, is also a great opportunity. It can be seen.

The only pity is
Once upon a time, I don't know how many people hoped that the empress could lower her eyes and take a look at herself, but after today, this elusive dream has disappeared.

Famous flowers have owners, not to mention the high position and weight, standing in the clouds, it will only increase.

And the stars hold the moon, like clouds and fog, high above Ziqiong Palace.

Covered by countless mysterious formation patterns, the huge bedroom that even the primordial spirit cannot penetrate, on the huge and soft cloud bed, there are two figures moving through the screen.

From the haze, I opened my eyes.

"That year, I was six years old."

At this time, Zhao Ziqiong turned around and looked at the precious mirror in front of her.

While talking, the woman raised her hand, and with a 'pop' sound, she opened an ancient wooden box on the side of the mirror in front of her, in which was a wooden comb.

A heart that has been handed over for more than 800 years can be touched even by a stone, let alone a human heart.

After 30 years of research by the City God Division, coupled with the structure of the City God Book from the Underworld in the hands of Yan Linggong Zhang Zihou, a stable passage for Beizhou Dayan to enter the Underworld will be opened.

Zhao Ziqiong, who paused for a moment, listened to her husband's words, the complexities in her phoenix eyes flashed away, and her tone was brisk in a blink of an eye, and the deepness had long been swept away:
"What are you worried about?"

Following her words, Ji Qiu, who was a little depressed because his senses were canceled by the person in front of him, took a closer look and saw the hosta.

After Zhao Ziqiong finished speaking, she saw Ji Qiu's palms pause for a moment, so she interlaced her fingers and snapped them.

Suddenly, a burst of precious light appeared in the void, and a hairpin carved out of ordinary jade also revealed its outline.

She picked it up, motioned for the people behind to look down, and said:

However, before he reached the threshold, his voice slowly spoke out again, causing the woman to stop immediately, the smile disappeared immediately, and her phoenix eyes were deep.

"It's not pretty."

"Besides."

According to Michelle Cho, that's as far as she can go, but still not enough to get there.

Wait till it gets dark.

In Dayan's original 36-square Dao Domain, at the Broken Sea in the far west, the gate of the 'Underworld' was once opened for a short time.

And once opened.

Seeing the wooden comb with Phoenix Feather and Phoenix blood looming on it, Ji Qiu took it, and then stared at the woman with black hair hanging down her waist, only a layer of gauze on her fragrant shoulders, and a little bright red on her neck.

Looking at the more beautiful face than yesterday, the woman smiled with satisfaction, looked at Ji Qiu and said.

"You fulfill my last regret, my Dao heart is fearless and fearless, this Dao will surely come true!"

So according to the plan, Zhao Ziqiong is going to go this way.

And if Zhao Ziqiong doesn't slash the way, then he has reached the limit of being able to occupy the entire Beizhou.

According to legend, there is a lost ancient land, a broken Eastern Desolation, which hides countless great secrets, and at the same time, there are roads leading to the nine worlds and ten directions, and the vast worlds.

"That wears on me."

After 30 years of practice, Ji Qiu has honed his mana and refined the Samsara Knife, which can be said to be invincible in the territory of the Eastern Wilderness Yuanshen. Naturally, Zhao Ziqiong has not been idle.

She picked up the comb carefully, and lightly dusted off the dust that didn't exist:
"The fate of people and people is so wonderful."

Taking the branch of the demon phoenix, the red candle condensed from the tears of Danhuang was burning, and there was no one in the bedroom except Ji Qiu and Zhao Ziqiong.

Straighten out the strands of hair and tie them into a bun.

"but,"

If these lands can be included under the rule of Ren Wangyin and attached to Beizhou, it is equivalent to upgrading Beizhou, this world, and restoring the previous cultivation world. The method is also the method that Zhao Ziqiong once told Ji Qiu.

She stroked the wooden comb, looked at her pretty face in the mirror, and couldn't help laughing.

Although he was drunk last night, his soul was shining brightly.

He pondered for a while, sighed lightly, and no longer pursued Cai's words, only said: "Okay."

It was as if the two had been a couple for an unknown number of years.

While talking, Zhao Ziqiong handed this wooden comb made of ten thousand-year-old phoenix sycamore wood to the silent man standing behind him.

"Although there were a lot of hardships back then, what makes me proud all my life is that I never missed it."

"Brother, I actually thought about this scene in my dream a long, long time ago."

After finishing speaking, the woman gave a narrow smile, and directly pushed down Ji Qiu who had just got up, with a light gauze thrown away, through the screen tent, the sun rose to the branches without any hesitation.

"Are you serious about what you said last night?"

The hibiscus tent warms up the spring night, and the king never goes to court early.

Then he raised the corner of his sleeve, gently held the comb, and combed the three thousand silks that were as smooth as a waterfall, from head to tail, meticulously. .

The jade hairpin that was taken out from Ji Qiu's hands was of a simple and simple style. Apart from its atmosphere, it was also made of extraordinary materials.

Looking at the jade hairpin reflected in the mirror, Zhao Ziqiong couldn't help laughing 'puchi':
"Husband, after so many years, your taste is still the same, just as old-fashioned as the monks in the mountains."

Then he stretched out his arm, motioning for the man to take it up.

While speaking, the woman raised her phoenix eyes slightly, as if she heard his words clearly, so she inadvertently glanced at him:
"Seriously or not?"

It's the same as Ao Jing's bracelet.

However, the 'Yin World' is different. It is a broken ancient land, a territory that was once left behind by the Eastern Desolation.

"Husband, there is an old saying."

Afterwards, Zhao Ziqiong looked left and right, inserted a golden step shaker for herself, straightened her temples, put on the accessories, and took a red gilt dress from Ji Qiu's hand. When the gauze was turned, it was like a flower in the sky. The rain fell, quietly sticking between the woman's skin.

"One concentric comb, one comb to gray hair."

"A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold. Brother Qing has been cultivating for more than 1000 years, and he is as good as a stone. I finally married you home. Why don't you cherish it so much?"

In other words, during this process, Ji Qiu knew exactly what happened.

At this moment, he looked slightly sideways, seeing the woman who had already woken up before him, only half of her body was covered with veil, and her exquisite figure was indistinct. Ji Qiu raised her hand and stroked her forehead, feeling something was wrong:

After all, this Ziqiong Palace is not an ordinary palace. Without Zhao Ziqiong's edict and spiritual thoughts, tens of thousands of female officials and attendants would not be able to move a single step.

"So from then on, I will remember you."

"That year, you were still studying in the palace, but you were still a young boy, and I was ignorant, and I didn't know what marriage and engagement were. I just knew that my father, the king, betrothed me to you."

Among them, there is the ten-direction Yin Temple in charge, and the leaders are all ghosts at the top of the way, almost rebelling against the Yang God, and they have almost become legends in this Eastern Desolation.

"Brother, since you are my husband, it is only natural for me to borrow your Yuanyang."

Then the aura from the fortune and the power from the king's seal will pass through Zhao Ziqiong's hands and penetrate the underworld.

"Want to pull my hair?"

"I know, you liked me a long time ago."

"That year, I met you. As I grew up, I remembered it more and more. I often wondered what kind of person you are."

Even though the bedroom is empty and quiet, with these two alone, there is a feeling of respecting each other as guests and raising their eyebrows.

After becoming a wife, the woman's youthfulness faded away, coupled with her innate dignity, a thousand kinds of amorous feelings suddenly emerged, and the temperament emanating from the bone marrow was even more fascinating.

The size of Dayan Shenchao is all in her body alone.

"Didn't you say it's not good-looking?"

"How fortunate."

Set the jade hairpin upright.

The bright red tongue lightly brushed across her red lips, at this time the woman smiled and chanted:

After tens of thousands of years, there are scattered rumors about the "Yin World".

"You want to have a child for me, and you can do it in the years to come. Why do you choose today, when yin and yang meet?"

According to legend, in the underworld, everyone is a spirit body, but no one has a human body, which is a monster.

Ji Qiu, who was secretly poked and teased about his taste, was in a moody mood at first, but when he saw this jade hairpin, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he touched the warm head of the woman in front of him, pretending to be unhappy.

"Brother, actually the first time I heard about you was not when I was in exile."

The self in the mirror has her hair rolled up, her eyebrows are not drawn, her skin is as smooth as fat, the flowing jade bracelet and the crimson bead chain are matched with the snow-like wrist, and her red lips are pursed, bright and charming.

Seeing that Zhao Ziqiong's series of movements were done in one go, Ji Qiu put his arms on her, and wanted to walk out of Ziqiong Palace with her, to face the whole Yan and even the world.

now think of it
The more you think about it, the worse it gets.

But if she made a wrong step, it would be impossible for her and her senior brother to come to this day.

But the probability of the two Yuanshen practitioners wanting descendants is extremely low. Even if his body is indeed the first time in the world, and the Yuanyang is extremely hot, it is not a big deal if he wants to be born as a Taoist fetus or a saint. easy thing.

"Ziqiong, you."

Zhao Ziqiong wanted to use the help of opening up the underworld to try to cut Dao, but at this juncture, she locked her own Yuanyang and absorbed it in her body, nothing more than wanting to use some kind of secret method to leave heirs for him.

"Then why stay until today."

However, the combination of two Taoist monarchs is not so easy to give birth to descendants, let alone at this juncture.

Reminiscing about what happened last night, the Taoist originally wanted to control Yuanyang after a good time, but he didn't want to be distracted by the woman's coquettish moans, so he couldn't control him.

Just look at it, if the Dao heart is not firm, like a stone, I am afraid that after one look, Ji Qiu will fall for it.

Although the Yuanyang of Yuanshen Daojun will consume some of Ji Qiu's cultivation, it is not so precious.

This sleeping hall full of ambiguous atmosphere has just changed its appearance.

"It's just under the sky, one class is better than the other."

"That is to say, it won't take long for me to become the only Dao Slasher in heaven and earth after the opening of this era."

"Take a look, is there something familiar?"

"We are all monks"

Existence like Zhao Ziqiong, this kind of thing has no effect other than breeding offspring.

"you can"

But in the end how, it is unknown.

"But, if you send it"

The two are one in front of the other, the woman sits in front of the fragrant wooden chair, and shines on the precious mirror that emits aura, while the man stands behind the woman, dressing her in the mirror.

Zhao Ziqiong turned her head, and after glancing at Ji Qiu, she looked at the warm jade wine glass where she drank the Hebei wine together, and there was still some liquid left:
"As early as in the Dayan court, before my father met the former Yan Zhaomu opponent, I heard about you at the banquet where he practiced drinking for Uncle Jaw."

Looking at the reflection in the mirror, Zhao Ziqiong's eyelashes drooped, her eyes looked down, and there was a rare softness in her eyes:
"Tell me about my childhood."

The reason why Ji Qiu agreed to Zhao Ziqiong's request was firstly because of genuine friendship, and secondly, just like what Zhao Ziqiong explained to him last time.

"Don't be suspicious."

Looking at Zhao Ziqiong's face that could captivate all living beings, her cheeks were slightly blush at this moment.

She leaned forward, her slender fingers resting on Ji Qiu's sharp-edged chest, her eyes rolled around, they looked so clear, but they were extremely attractive, compared to some sects who specialize in illusion and charm Female cultivators must be more attractive.

But it’s hard to say how beautiful it really is.

But women don't think so.

"Let's go."

After he met Zhao Ziqiong back then, in order to coax her, who was still a little girl at that time, he took it from the room of his deceased mother in that life and gave it to her.

Even a primordial spirit cultivator cannot peek into the inner scene through layers of barriers.

"The confluence of yin and yang is just a matter between men and women. You are my husband and I am your wife. Learn how to conceive offspring in advance, and give birth to a Taoist celestial daughter or a holy prince for our dynasty. Give you and me this Wouldn't it be a good thing to leave an inheritance in the veins?"

In Dongzhou, Ji Qiu felt a little familiar when he noticed the jade hairpin inserted between her temples, but he didn't expect that she actually preserved it until today.

The safety factor, except for some lost supreme ancient places, or the tombs of the venerable, even the caves in the ancient orthodoxy of Beizhou, I am afraid that it is not as good as it.

"What happened last night, I remember very well, but at the end."

The senior brother supported her all her life, and she also wanted to give him back his smooth journey in this life.

Afterwards, Ji Qiu took out a jade hairpin from the storage ring on his cuff and loosely tied it up.

She has already climbed to the top, in order to open up the so-called "cutting the way" in her mouth, for 30 years, she fought and fought with all the Taoists, and successfully shrouded the power of the Great Yan Dynasty in every corner of Beizhou.

"Brother, the passage to the underworld has been opened. Once my human king seal penetrates into it, relying on the power of the broken earth, it will be penetrated by my Great Yan Dynasty sooner or later. !"

What's more, at this juncture of enlightenment, her doing this has already cast a haze on Ji Qiu's heart.

Holding Ji Qiu's hand, the woman groaned with a smile, crossed the threshold, and watched thousands of lights blooming in the gods' city outside, all of them shining together, as if all eyes were shining at this moment.

Ji Qiu was so shaken that he let go of some doubts.

Really
Is it just that?
at the same time.

In the depths of the primordial spirit transformed by the soul, the heaven and earth contract, which has not been turbulent for decades, unexpectedly fluctuated slightly at this time.

(ps: Let’s talk about it after the episode, learn and learn.)
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