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"You woke up?" Lu Qing was stunned and turned around: "What do you mean you woke up? Did you sleep at his place yesterday?"
"Hmm..." Zhu Zhen nodded shyly.
As the person who knew her best, Lu Qing guessed most of the situation by looking at her appearance.
What should have happened and what should not have happened have probably already happened. Otherwise, Zhu Zhen, who has always been carefree, would definitely not be so shy. He would just look indifferent and heartless.
She suddenly felt dizzy.
"I was asked to attend class, so why...?"
孽 孽!
Zhu Zhen felt a little guilty, but now was not the time to talk about that.
Another bolt of lightning struck, and she pulled Lu Qing, who was unable to dodge due to his trance, and both of them were blown dozens of feet away, but fortunately they did not suffer any fatal injuries.
"Sister, let's talk about this after we go down the mountain."
Zhu Zhen gritted his teeth, showing a look of determination, carried the distraught Lu Qing on his back, and quickly walked away into the air.
At the same time, Hong Yi, who had been rolling on the ground with a headache not long ago, gradually regained his clarity and the pain dissipated.
"Today I know...I am me..."
she murmured.
Holding hot water and painkillers respectively, the sickle and the performer, who didn't know what to do the last second, were confused: "What's wrong with you?"
"I remember it now. I remember it all!"
Hong Yi was no longer as weak as before. A hint of sternness flashed across her brows, and she looked straight up at the sky:
"I am Taiyi Zhenren, the leader of Qingwei Sect in Jinguang Cave, Qianyuan Mountain!"
The performer pursed his lips and carefully stretched out the back of his hand to test the temperature of Hong Yi's forehead: "No fever..."
Snapped!
Hong Yi slapped the performer's hand away: "Don't touch me!"
She narrowed her eyes, as if suppressing some impulse, and snorted coldly: "For Jiang Lu's sake, I won't bother with you."
The performer rubbed his right hand, which was swollen from a slight hit, and took two steps back in embarrassment.
Scythe asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Have you been lurking here pretending to be crazy or have you taken over Hong Yi's body?"
"neither."
Hong Yi's eyes softened a little. It was obvious that she had no ill feelings towards the sickle and was relatively friendly:
"I am Taiyi, but I am also Hongyi, so how can I take over someone else's body?"
Scythe frowned: "I don't understand what you mean."
Hong Yi sighed and said, "I will take you to Kunlun Mountain first. I will explain things to you slowly on the way."
Although they were alert, Hong Yi did not seem to be hostile or deceiving them. In addition, her strength was beyond the ability of the two of them to resist. It seemed that they had no choice, so Scythe simply agreed.
"it is good."
As soon as the words fell, in the blink of an eye, when they came to their senses, they found that they had been lifted up into the sky by a gust of wind summoned by Hong Yi.
Hong Yi, who was always gentle and considerate, had become a different person at this moment. He had his hands behind his back, his eyes were sharp, and he had a tough temperament, but at the same time, he inexplicably made people feel a hint of sadness.
Without waiting for the sickle to ask, Hong Yi spoke himself.
"I was originally a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and ranked fifth among the Twelve Supreme Immortals of Yuxu Palace. I served as Yuanshi's messenger in the Conferred Gods War, and performed great feats for him. After my death, I was reincarnated as Hong Yi. It was not until this catastrophe today that I remembered everything about my previous life."
"I find it hard to believe what you said." The performer questioned: "Since you are Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple, why do you call him by his name?"
"Heh." Hong Yi sneered: "I am already a Daluo Celestial Being who is not afraid of the three disasters and is invulnerable to water and fire. Why don't you guess why I died?"
"Did Yuanshi Tianzun kill you?" asked the sickle.
"He didn't kill me, but he did kill me."
"What does this mean?"
Hong Yi stared at the great terror on the peak of Kunlun Mountain in the distance: "That's it. It was that that killed me."
"So what is that?" the performer asked. "I noticed it a long time ago, but it was completely covered by the dark cloud. I don't know what happened."
“That is the true calamity of becoming an immortal.”
Hong Yi said slowly:
"If you kill the three corpses, the calamity you experience in becoming an immortal is just a false calamity. Only if you don't kill the three corpses, you will have the chance to experience the true calamity of becoming an immortal."
"Uh..."
Scythe and the performer looked at each other.
This is a bit beyond their scope.
They had just established their foundations, and hadn't quite figured out the realm before they crossed the tribulation. It was a bit difficult for them to understand such an advanced problem-solving skill as beheading the three corpses.
But Hong Yi didn't care whether they understood or not. He just kept talking because he didn't know whether he wanted to keep it to himself or not.
“I should have killed the three corpses before the Conferred Gods War, but Yuanshi postponed it on the pretext of the Conferred Gods War, causing me to miss the opportunity to kill the three corpses.
If I don't kill the three corpses, I will be killed. I have no choice but to hide in the Golden Light Cave and stay indoors to keep the secret.
One day, Yuanshi told me that he had found a way to allow me to wash away all my cultivation and start a new life.
Although I was reluctant, compared with the killing calamity, these little hardships were nothing. So I listened to him and started to cultivate again.
This time I successfully killed the three corpses, and the killing calamity did not appear. What made me even happier was that I also built the legendary foundation of creation when I was building the foundation, and it is possible for me to become the anchor of the Three Pure Ones.
I thought my nightmare was finally over and I was finally going to succeed, but I didn't expect that this was just the beginning.
Yuanshi actually used his great magical powers to travel through the long river of time. By comparing the two states of me not killing the three corpses and me killing the three corpses, he created a formation that could forcibly fuse my main body and the three corpse spirits.
He forced me, forced me who possessed the foundation of creation, to enter the magic circle. When the calamity of becoming an immortal came, he forced me to merge with the three corpse spirits I had killed, so as to survive the true calamity of becoming an immortal that could only occur once in an era.
I don't know what his purpose was, but I failed. I had no power to resist the calamity and was smashed to pieces.
With the last bit of unwilling obsession, I went through countless reincarnations and finally reincarnated into the current Hong Yi..."
Hong Yi seemed to still be immersed in the grief of that time, and still couldn't understand why his most respected master would harm him.
The performer quietly asked the sickle: "But why do I remember that Taiyi Zhenren is a man? She can't be..."
He didn't finish what he was saying, but in his heart he had already started mourning for Jiang Lu.
"You can't say that." Scythe seemed very serious: "At least the previous Hong Yi was a woman."
However, they did not know that all their whispers had been heard by Hong Yi.
"Hong Yi is a woman, Tai Yi is also a woman." She said coldly.
The performer was startled, then lowered her head in embarrassment, pretending that she was not tickling her from behind.
The sickle seemed to be thinking about something, as if he understood something.
Is Taiyi Zhenren a woman?
hiss...
If this is the case, it seems that it is not difficult to understand why she allowed Nezha to kill the Dragon King's Third Prince in the myth, and then unreasonably stood up for Nezha and killed the whole family of Shiji Niangniang who was practicing well with her own hands...
Chapter 363 Jiang Lu died, but came back to life
"It's over! This time the tornado is really going to destroy the parking lot."
"Don't scream!" Dong Wanggong gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain his defense.
Xuannv didn't say anything, but she was obviously overwhelmed.
Under the siege of thunder and lightning, the barrier jointly cast by Xuannv and Dongwanggong seemed so fragile and shaky.
This is unreasonable.
Not to mention Dong Wangong, even Xuannv is the most outstanding god of war in both the immortal and mortal worlds. Although this heavenly calamity is truly extraordinary, if the two of them join forces, even if they cannot easily deal with it, they should be able to handle it with ease.
Why is it so reluctant?
"Is this possible? Why does it seem so difficult for you to cooperate?"
"I told you not to scream!" Dong Wanggong was probably too proud or too anxious, so he didn't even call him brother-in-law.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. After listening to Jiang Lu's words, Xuannv suddenly thought of something.
She asked Dong Wanggong loudly: "He is right, after we joined forces, I felt that the spiritual power disappeared faster.
You have never taken action since you became a god. I don't know your compatibility. Could it be that we are not compatible?"
Dong Wanggong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and blurted out: "I am the water and wood sign."
"Oh my god! Twin martial spirits!" Jiang Lu exclaimed.
"I told you not to scream!!"
"It is true." Xuannv said helplessly.
Xuannv has the metal aspect, which produces water and restrains wood, while Dongwanggong has the two aspects, which means water can produce wood. The two of them generate and restrain each other, forming a perfect closed loop.
Under the forced combined force, the internal consumption is quite high, and it should be difficult to resist the thunder tribulation again.
Now the case is solved.
The two people who reacted quickly separated and no longer worked together, but each went their own way.
The protective shield instantly split into two, and the two felt unprecedented relief.
Looking left and right, looking at the two semicircular protective shields they pushed up, Jiang Lu suddenly laughed out loud.
"I feel like we are now like the penis of a drugged woman. Our penis is not even as big as our penis. We are stuck in the middle and can't even show the head. We have to turn it over to find it. Jumping around a few times is like enjoying a dose of Rujiao."
Because of the fun in front of him, Jiang Lu ignored his dangerous situation.
As a result, he was trapped in the middle and suddenly had no protection. He just stood there in the middle like a lightning rod.
A bolt of lightning that had just been deflected by the Dharma image behind the Queen Mother of the West suddenly struck down on the head like a cat that smelled blood.
Before he was hit head-on, Jiang Lu only had time to shout, "Thunder!"