Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 47

"After three thousand years, we meet again."

Looking at the extremely handsome Golden Crow lying in the canyon in front of him, Luo Jiuxuan was not surprised at all, his eyes were like quiet springs, without waves and waves, and some pictures of the past came to mind.

In the past, he had some fate with this Golden Crow, and he had seen it more than once, but at that time, he had not yet become an emperor, nor had he ascended to the fairy world.

It was not in Jinwu Mountain that they met for the first time, but in other places.

He still remembered that at that time, his own cultivation could be regarded as a strong man in this world, and he was a famous living figure in the world. This Golden Crow's cultivation was almost the same as his own. Save it.

In order to thank himself, Jin Wu was willing to be his mount for a period of time, until he ascended to the fairy world, and then completely separated.

Now, the time turns, the dream returns to three thousand years, and the Immortal Emperor Jiuxuan returns to the present, and the trajectory of life has also shifted a bit, and it is impossible to be exactly the same as before.

Feeling emotional for a moment, Luo Jiuxuan, dressed in white, walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Huh? Human!?"

The Golden Crow, lying on its side with its eyes closed, seemed to sense someone approaching. The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the radiance was infinite, shining brightly in the sky.

The moment it opened its eyes, the fire waves in the entire mountain seemed to be pulled, and they washed and surged in the air, rolling and roaring, like a vast galaxy, rolling up layers of waves, shocking people's minds.

"A cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training can actually reach the depths of Jinwu Mountain?"

There was a hint of astonishment in Jinwu's eyes, as if he had discovered something incredible.

In fact, it's unbelievable.

It has been in this Golden Crow Mountain for hundreds of years. During this period, countless monks wanted to set foot on it, explore secrets, and search for opportunities. The cultivation bases of these monks range from high to low. Ninth stage of baby realm.

But these monks who set foot on this mountain, without exception, all fell to Jinwu Mountain, and no one could really come to the canyon area between the mountains.

It also didn't deliberately target these monks who came in. The reason why they fell was because they couldn't bear the high temperature of this mountain!

And the human cultivator in front of him, who is as small as an ant in its eyes, has set foot in the deepest part of Jinwu Mountain with the cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi training, how can it not be surprised?
Jin Wu's red gold eyes, like an oven, exuded a radiant brilliance, as if he was looking at Luo Jiuxuan.

After a while, it said suspiciously: "Human, why do I feel that you are familiar, but I can't remember it, just like meeting in a dream, but after waking up, I found that it was just a bubble."

Luo Jiuxuan's black hair fluttered lightly, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. He and Jinwu had met before, but due to the rotation of time and space, everything returned to the original place. Although he retained a complete memory, Jinwu did not.

But in the dark, it has its own destiny. Although the time-space rope is broken, there is still a faint lifeline implicating the soul, but it is empty and illusory, like a shadow, unable to grasp, touch, or see. Isn't it just like a dream?

Luo Jiuxuan said softly: "I haven't seen you before."

"Is it?"

Jinwu raised his eyelids, then lowered them again, no longer thinking about this question, and said, "Why did you come to Jinwu Mountain?"

Luo Jiuxuan smiled slightly, and replied directly: "I want a feather from your body."

"Want one of my feathers? Human, do you know what you're talking about!?"

Jin Wu stood up straight, standing on three legs, his body was as tall as a mountain, blocking the sunlight and the bright moon, his eyes were lowered, and he looked down at Luo Jiuxuan condescendingly.

Its voice was fierce and majestic, like a thunderbolt, and like a river rolling, shaking the surrounding stone walls and peaks to collapse one after another, and the ground was deeply sunken, like a supreme king being provoked by ants.

Although a feather is nothing to it, it is a symbol of its dignity, just like the emperor's dragon robe, it is just an ordinary piece of clothing, but not everyone can wear it.

It is such a simple voice, and it has such a mighty power, such as the wrath of the gods, and the catastrophe from the sky. If it is an ordinary monk, his spine will be chilled, his whole body will be cold, he will prostrate on the ground, and his soul will be lost.

But Luo Jiuxuan was still neither sad nor happy, his expression was calm, as quiet as the wind, without the slightest fear.

Seeing that the human beings in front of him were so calm, Jinwu was even more surprised. At this moment, Luo Jiuxuan said leisurely: "I know that Jinwu feathers are not for everyone, so listen to me first."

He moved his eyes lightly and looked at the belly of the Golden Crow, where there was a deep and long crack, on which golden light shone and red light flowed, obviously he was trying his best to repair it, but the effect was negligible.

Luo Jiuxuan smiled faintly: "You were injured by the old Taoist Wu Ya and have not recovered for a hundred years, but I can repair this injury of the original source for you."

Swish!
Golden Crow's eyes suddenly flashed ten thousand zhang golden light, illuminating the sky, straight to Xiaohan, dazzling the world, it is even more dazzling than the sun, which shows how uneasy it is in its heart.

It stared at Luo Jiuxuan, and its voice was like a huge wave, rolling and mighty: "You actually know that I was injured by the old Taoist Wu Ya? Who are you?"

It was really shocked. This little monk of the ninth-level Qi training state turned its state of mind upside down with just a few words, and it fluctuated continuously. This is a situation it has never experienced in a hundred years!
boo.
The ice-blue mask on Luo Jiuxuan's body shattered again. He took out the last ice talisman and pasted it on. The mask rose again, and the ice-cold mask penetrated into the heart, as if soaked in a summer spring.

He paced up to the Golden Crow, with long hair fluttering, clothes lightly fluttering, hands clasped in his sleeves, looking at the Golden Crow, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can repair your body." The injury of the origin, as a condition, you only need to give me a feather that is dispensable to you."

"You are just a small cultivator of the ninth rank of Qi training realm, can heal my original injury? How can I trust you?" The majestic voice of the Golden Crow fluctuated a little.

Luo Jiuxuan said with a faint smile: "You also said that I am just a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training, no matter how against the sky, I can't hurt you, why don't you believe it?"

The Golden Crow was silent for a while, and above its head, a halo of light scorched the world, shining ten thousand zhang, and the golden light went out, flickering and fading, as if it was thinking.

After a long time, I slowly said: "Okay, I will trust you as a human being once, tell me, how do you repair my original injury?"

Luo Jiuxuan didn't reply, but stretched out his fingers and put them in the middle of his eyebrows, the fingertips were dotted with rays of light, dazzling waves flickered, and the colors flowed, as if he was looking for some information in his mind.

After a few breaths, he lowered his fingers from between his eyebrows, and a fist-sized golden ball of light floated in his palm. With a flick of his fingers, the golden ball of light floated in the air and flew in front of Jinwu.

"How to repair the original injury is all in this golden light ball."

(End of this chapter)